Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

television is the opiate of the masses
oil is the opiate of the masses
walmart is the opiate of the masses
coffee is the opiate of the masses
agreeing is the opiate of the masses
oprah is the opiate of the masses
e! is the opiate of the masses
movies are the opiate of the masses
airbrushing is the opiate of the masses
foxnews is the opiate of the masses
the internet is the opiate of the masses
taxes are the opiate of the masses
employment is the opiate of the masses
rhetoric is the opiate of the masses
enemies are the opiate of the masses
congress is the opiate of the masses
big brother is the opiate of the masses
green tea is the opiate of the masses
headlines are the opiate of the masses
radio station formats are the opiate of the masses
clandestine sex is the opiate of the masses
weekends are the opiate of the masses
what the masses need
is more opium.

the bourgeoisie
invited the proletariat in
for some commodity fetishism
and drunken dialectical materialism....

television is where the enemy lurks
oil is where the enemy lurks
walmart is where the enemy lurks
coffee is where the enemy lurks
agreeing is where the enemy lurks
oprah is where the enemy lurks
e! is where the enemy lurks
movies are where the enemy lurks
airbrushing is where the enemy lurks
foxnews is where the enemy lurks
the internet is where the enemy lurks
taxes are where the enemy lurks
employment is where the enemy lurks
rhetoric is where the enemy lurks
enemies are where the enemy lurks
congress is where the enemy lurks
big brother is where the enemy lurks
green tea is where the enemy lurks
headlines are where the enemy lurks
radio station formats are where the enemy lurks
clandestine sex is where the enemy lurks
weekends are where the enemy lurks
what the economy needs
are more lurking enemies.

yes yes! get on the tv and lets proclaim it as theyre sleeping! lets all shoot up on enemies and opiates and power! crash my car slam my jam find my mind i gotta work out the kinks in the craziness!

"The hand that stocks the drug stores, rules the world." The Book of Bokonon
the enemy of my enemy is my enemy
the enemy is the enemy
cynicism is the enemy
hope is the enemy
the womb is the enemy
language is the enemy
poetry is the enemy
truth is the enemy
common sense is the enemy
connect the dots is the enemy



http://www.igopogo.com/we_have_met.htm
The enemy counts on your superiority. The best thing you can do for him is to underestimate him. I love my enemies. May they be right and I be wrong. I am pro choice, pro death, give me a pile of crispy burned babies, much better than aborted embryos. Yes the older I get, the sicker I get.

love my enemies
fuck my enemies
kiss my enemies
snatch my enemas
embrace my fears
caress my ears
enjoy my beers
avoid my leers
know my enemies
blow my enemies
snuff my enemies
muff my felonies
kook my books and
hook my looks and
bounce on pogo's stick
i never liked to lick
faces
laces
hayseed with the nays sees
barns burn intead of hard urns
with my locks tocked and my tics hocked
i gots nothin left to burn
cept frames games now lame of my loved ones
so yeah i'll go ahead and
hug my enemies
rub my enemies
dream my enemies
and learn
my enemies.

Lima beans used to be my enemy
Now I love them
Same with Brussel Sprouts
These days I can't get enough
sprouts

I used to be fruitophobic
Now I love fruits
http://www.produceoasis.com/Items_folde ... arine.html

Nectarine
taste life
delicious mouthful


"blow up your TV
eat a lot of peaches
try to find Jesus on your own"

do you know the phrase that pays?
do you parrot the means and ways?
can you name the last five wars?
cross the well-spun sea with no oars?
will you merge into your cable box?
emerge to find your things in hock?
have you cracked the color code?
glimpsed political mother lode?
have you seen the shades of gray?
is gray denied the light of day?

first precept of the times: black or white.
and this, after so much time wasted on color.
so it's up or down, in or out.
it's roll call now, we've got the votes.
get the gross domestic product up.
just get it up.

do you know the phrase that pays?
like 'natural male enhancement'?
or a shot of paris frigan hilton,
when camera keepers nodded off?

what was down is up.
what was up crashed into side effects.
who was low, found a pill-based high,
and welcome to the revolution.

State of the You-nion

(Summary)


My fellow Americans:
Blah blah blah blah freedom.
Blah blah blammo blah tyranny.
Blahblah bling blur blah terrorists.
Blah blaba blababa send the wrong message.
Blah blow blee bla-blabah stay the course.
Blah blee blammo blah blah courage.
Blah blammo blotto bling blah terror.
Blablah blinker blah did I mention terrorist?
Blankety bladi-babah bloop blah freedom.

Blah, ba-ba-bla-ba, bla-Blah!

The End.

Let the pundits froth....

9/11 made my armies gather
9/11 made my enemies cheer
9/11 made my father leer
9/11 made my legacy firm
9/11 made my cronies rich
9/11 wrote my speeches
9/11 paid my bills
9/11 killed the kikes
9/11 killed the niggers
9/11 killed the calm
9/11 killed the brain
9/11 drew the map
9/11 flew the flap
9/11 upped the ante
9/11 fell the sky
9/11 made me run
9/11 bought my gun
9/11 gave me a hardon
9/11 paved my road
9/11 brought the gold
9/11 brings em to their feet
9/11 buys the meat
9/11 slays the meat
9/11 fillets the meat
9/11 chews the fat
9/11 tips my hat
9/11 i never knew
9/11 who are you?

i think i might retire,
settle down to watch the show.
certainly, the longer i live,
the more i can't argue against it.

but talk to me in the morning.

The longer I live
the more I remember
I feel like Red Emma in 1917
Is seeing a blessing or a curse?
I long for sweet ignorance and the warmth of standing in the middle of the herd

Going to start a new slacker religion with the bell curve as my mystical symbol.

bell curve, my bell curve.
o sweet bell curve delivereth me
from the hands of mine enemies.
soothe our ever-nuclear ambitions.
still the quicksands of redemption.

bell curve of drink.
bell curve of sex.
bell curve of war.
bell curve of politics.
bell curve of religion.

how high is high enough?
when is the endeavor
left to a hollow sporting event?

bell curve, my bell curve.
o sweet bell curve delivereth me.

i won't slide over the top.

(except with this 'poem', perhaps)

(except with this 'poem', perhaps)

the way you do the things you do
and all Freud could do was bitch and moan
"Where ever I go, a poet has been there first"

Does the Square Root of Negative One Exist? (Does God Exist?)

http://www.rpi.edu/~newbel/misc-publications/mgod.html

god and his trusty sidekick, truth...
they both love to write verses,
heady prophets, seals of seven...
they attend the same churches,
have a plush condo in heaven...

god and his trusty sidekick, truth...
inseparable roommates in fame,
both are enigmatic, afield, diffuse,
yet demand worship all the same,
and not by any other name...