And the garbage will have bins
having been made from nutrients
rather than has been.
This stuff will feed industry
as raw stock piles, separated.
Mulch, plastic, steel, electronics
and a bunch of others not invented.
It is already begun.
Made from nutrients
You know the difference
Between cotton and rayon
Dinosaur bones would continue eating all
Crunching and munching mammals even in demise
Repeating that demise, that annihilation
For us to choke on while swimming in ocean gyre
For us to soak in the heat it trapps
Like the Deccan trapps that enhanced the extinction
65 million years isn't too long for history to repeat itself
Rather than has been
In grip of debt to the past,
Let free our spirit
We are a nation of thinkers and seekers
We are a people that wanted a new way
A new day
A fresh start
Do not condemn us to the pit
Do not block out the sunshine
For your quest of eternal light
T'would be hypocrisy
The stuff that feeds industry
Is first the mind, then tool
Then machines create robots
And Electronics automate the Dudes.
Free your mind first and all else shall follow
Is the testament of this history
Not your not-so-cheap iPod
Nor your not-so-expensive iPod, neither.
That is what fits on the bill.
But unseen is the freeman whom lived 'n died
Serving dinner to people whom inspired the designers.
Raw stock piles
From such a device as an iMax
Would be disassembled
As ore might be refined
How easy, depends upon the clast
The rock, the piece of chalk
To draw out the future on board
For future generation upon the topic
Of survival in a complicated world
Made only simple by being in touch
With the multiple realities that create it,
It, the complicated world
Which would vacuum your soul
If it meant more money, power, or respect.
Mulch, plastic, steel, electronics
Are the clasts we intend it to chew on.
Let it not be our children
Nor us, Nor our world's
Industry, Markets
Natural, nor Humanity.
For where one is fed of these
The others entangle.
Nor can we totally disentangle.
You think your mixed up now?
I ask when haven't we been totally mixed up, in life.
Bunches of nutrients haven't been invented
Such as simple disassembly
Such as non-toxic
Such as non-polluting
Such as compostable
Such as renewable
Such as regenerating
And such would be a break in thinking
But the very quality unbroken for millions of years
If Not Billions Of Years!
Before our money, power, and respect Shined.
It is already begun,
The Illuminati want it so
Already Solar panels are installed in cloudy countries such as Germany
As a test pilot for the second, Green Revolution
For a new world order, Namely self-sustainability
that was supplanted by fossil-fuel and railroad corporations.
Whom are really Green-horn newbies on the scene
With their fancy hats and fancy doohickies.
But they do not reckon with the power they wield,
Like a mule.
having been made from nutrients
rather than has been.
This stuff will feed industry
as raw stock piles, separated.
Mulch, plastic, steel, electronics
and a bunch of others not invented.
It is already begun.
Made from nutrients
You know the difference
Between cotton and rayon
Dinosaur bones would continue eating all
Crunching and munching mammals even in demise
Repeating that demise, that annihilation
For us to choke on while swimming in ocean gyre
For us to soak in the heat it trapps
Like the Deccan trapps that enhanced the extinction
65 million years isn't too long for history to repeat itself
Rather than has been
In grip of debt to the past,
Let free our spirit
We are a nation of thinkers and seekers
We are a people that wanted a new way
A new day
A fresh start
Do not condemn us to the pit
Do not block out the sunshine
For your quest of eternal light
T'would be hypocrisy
The stuff that feeds industry
Is first the mind, then tool
Then machines create robots
And Electronics automate the Dudes.
Free your mind first and all else shall follow
Is the testament of this history
Not your not-so-cheap iPod
Nor your not-so-expensive iPod, neither.
That is what fits on the bill.
But unseen is the freeman whom lived 'n died
Serving dinner to people whom inspired the designers.
Raw stock piles
From such a device as an iMax
Would be disassembled
As ore might be refined
How easy, depends upon the clast
The rock, the piece of chalk
To draw out the future on board
For future generation upon the topic
Of survival in a complicated world
Made only simple by being in touch
With the multiple realities that create it,
It, the complicated world
Which would vacuum your soul
If it meant more money, power, or respect.
Mulch, plastic, steel, electronics
Are the clasts we intend it to chew on.
Let it not be our children
Nor us, Nor our world's
Industry, Markets
Natural, nor Humanity.
For where one is fed of these
The others entangle.
Nor can we totally disentangle.
You think your mixed up now?
I ask when haven't we been totally mixed up, in life.
Bunches of nutrients haven't been invented
Such as simple disassembly
Such as non-toxic
Such as non-polluting
Such as compostable
Such as renewable
Such as regenerating
And such would be a break in thinking
But the very quality unbroken for millions of years
If Not Billions Of Years!
Before our money, power, and respect Shined.
It is already begun,
The Illuminati want it so
Already Solar panels are installed in cloudy countries such as Germany
As a test pilot for the second, Green Revolution
For a new world order, Namely self-sustainability
that was supplanted by fossil-fuel and railroad corporations.
Whom are really Green-horn newbies on the scene
With their fancy hats and fancy doohickies.
But they do not reckon with the power they wield,
Like a mule.
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