The Cult of Trump and the Demise of Veracity
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INTRODUCTION: The Cult of Trump and its Strange Bedfellows
There is going to be a lot of counselling needed soon in the Western world. I am referring to the followers of Donald Trump, who are going to be hugely disillusioned when they discover that in four years not even the tiniest part of the swamp was ever cleaned, that all the paedophiles in the world have not been arrested, that Amerika has not been made ‘great again’ (and never really was, actually), that QAnon must surely be an intelligence services psyop to test the gullibility of conservatives/rightists and as a likely pilot for future mind-control projects, that the “deep-state cabal” has remained completely intact (not even been dented), that all the wonderful acts of justice which had been promised to happen never took place, that Joe Biden has been inaugurated without a coup d’etat occurring, and that Trump has not got another four years, as they claimed he definitely would. Really, it has all been a spellbinding four years of hypnotic powermongering and cult-gathering.
Read the rest of this entry »The Paradox of ‘Tribe’
HERE’S A SCREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS RAMBLE from when I awoke in the night… Where to find my tribe? I looked here. I looked there. I looked every where. Does it exist? Folks keep saying, “Find your tribe!” I kept thinking it will be in this schtick or that. But it wasn’t. So many clubs to feel secure in (so they think). But I don’t belong. Not to any tribe on earth. Let me expand on this…
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LIVING-ROOM VIDEO #63: “A Trace of Sky”. This new song has a percussive arrangement and would benefit from a full band. But you’ll have to make do with lil ol’ me me and my unplugged acoustic. The song is a slightly surrealistic and metaphorical take on what it means to be a bunch of defences (with a touch of sociopathy thrown in). How important it is to have your face touched, leaving a trace of sky. And just who is that “she”? 😉 Here are the lyrics:
Searching for a reason
He’s trying to find the answer why
Brave hearts to believe in
Need to feel something real inside
A Posy of Epiphanies
i am nothing
i am no one —
just a walk-on part
in other people’s dreams
i am flotsam
i am jetsam —
just a late intruder
in a plethora of schemes
i never made
A Sonnet for All Soldier Boys (& Girls)
Dear soldier boy, there’s nothing to defend.
Your masters have decided what has worth.
(Dear soldier girl, what irony to send
lives to their death. The womb’s for giving birth!).
“The Writing on the Wall” (song video)
HERE IS LIVING-ROOM VIDEO #62, “The Writing on the Wall” (lyrics below). This is a New Song for a New Year and it doesn’t pull any punches. It’s about the need for inner conviction, courage, discernment, integrity and a commitment to Truth and Justice. In the studio or concert hall, the arrangement I hear involves an expressive violin part (fills and solo), upright bass, acoustic and electric guitars, keyboard drone, with minimal percussion. But for now you’ll have to make do with l’il ol’ me and my unplugged acoustic guitar. I hope it resonates with you. Here are the lyrics:
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So here we are again
on the threshold of ‘once more’;
another year lies loomly through the door.
Turn the handle if you dare —
if you can handle what I’ll share.
Not for the fainterhearted is this war.
My 2021 New Year’s Resolutions
For what it’s worth… here are my resolutions for 2021. And if I may add that all these resolutions are distinctly achievable. I never make stupid resolutions like “To climb Mount Everest” or “To marry the woman of my dreams” or “To parachute off the Empire State Building”, etc.
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The Naked Troubadour 