You are no swine--savor with me

Benevolent pursuer, chaser of my reasoning, hunter of beauty; oh, grand devourer of all sorrows, my joy and my song; I dance with you my grandest lover and I call upon you always, "Peace!...come lay at my breasts."

                                             By Chelle

Jim told me bravado is a good thing.   I asked him why.  He said, " It keeps boys from crying."  We were speaking of what war is like.

Return to Sept. 11th

Listening to this commission get to the bottom of what was said days after the planes became bombs.  The FBI and CIA both admitted then they hadn't been able to assess all the different information each agency had piling up.  In other words, they didn't know what they were looking at.

3 am Sept 11th I woke from a series of dreams about being buried in concrete and steel.  I got out of bed and recorded the dream. Turned the TV on only to find out ten planes were unaccounted for.  Remember this point--ten planes were announced on our news to be unaccounted for.

Those who needed to know  did know, but 2 to 3 hours before it all came down.  What choice were we given?  We could have had our military shoot our domestic flights out of the sky and have the entire world come unglued (bin Laden would dig that) or we could let the terror point to the way terrorists handle getting their way.  All this happened because terrorism is far better organized and focused than freedom is.

Now lets quit this shit and go put an end to the lives of the millions who will ultimately rise again and again and again...

Revenge= Absence of Harmony

They take hostages.  They torture them and film it.  They want us to quake.  They want us to leave.   They wish to rule each other and not be ruled by another--ever.  To take an office by force is cowardly, but if you know that you don't have a chance in a public vote, it becomes neccessary.  Power through intimidation--yum yum.  Then what?  Revenge!   They will say, "We will maintain popularity by getting revenge on the infidel dogs.  Come look!  See what happens to anyone who has been a threat to us.  Watch us mutilate them!  Yippee! Yippee!"  

So what could be done to stop these frothing dogs?  For every one they kidnap, we begin killing one of  the prisoners we hold through out their land and ours.  Yep.  So, they want the Sadr followers who were arrested to be released.  I say, we kill one follower per hour until they release their hostages.  Let us see if Sadr has the balls to be a man.  A tit for a tat.  Maybe it is time we quit being so damn civil.  Maybe we ought to fight this war as they do.   Maybe they will see themselves how we see them.  Maybe not.  The froth from their jaws has flooded the eyes to their soul.  Their death will give us a few days of peace.  Think it over.