7 ago 2009

Manson, Charles

Despues de casi (a unas horas ya) 40 años de los famosos asesinatos de: Sharon Tate (esposa de Roman Polanski) y compañía; de los cuales Charles Manson es autor intelectual... he aquí un mini homenaje que le hago al mismo...

Este señor me merece todo mi respeto en el mundo! Soy MUY fan de su forma de pensar, de su filosofía y cada vez que lo escucho en algun video o leo algo de él me percato que el señor esta todo menos loco, loco es el papél que él mismo decide jugar... y dentro de todo, es un hombre libre... porque si libre es el alma, libres somos.


Hay un par de errores, porque lo transcribí de uno de los videos, éste es de recién fue inculpado... espero les agrade jeje

you're sneaking into the county's jail, sneak under the door to see if the man is there, sneaking like little children out of town, sneaking around the court house...

everything we have to do to get to the truth has to be sneaky, it seems a shame to sneak to get to the truth, it makes the truth such an evil dirty nasty thing; you gotta sneak to get to the truth, the truth is condamned, the truth is in the gas chamber, the truth has been in your stalk yards, your slaughter houses, the truth has been in your reservations, building your rail roads, emptying your garbage, the truth is in your ghettos, in your jails, in the young love, not in your courts or the congress, where the old sit and judge all the young, what the hell do the old know about the young? they put a picture of an old judge on a dollar, the told you that he's your father, worship it; look at the madness that goes on, you can't prove anything that happen yesterday; now is the only thing that's real, you can try to prove that columbus sail on an ocean, but it's not the same ocean, it's a different ocean, it's a different world. Everyday, ever reality is a new reality, ever new reality is a new horizon, a brand new experience of living, i got a note last night from a friend of mine: horizon is what i have to do of what he might do in order to save his reality, coz i save mine. You cant prove anything, there's nothing to prove, every man judges himself, he knows what he is, you know what you are as i know what i am, we all know what we are, nobody can stand a judgement, they can play like they can stand a judgement, they can play like they stand a judgement, play you all and control the masses, with your human body, and they can lock you up in penitentiaries and cages, and put you on crosses like they did in the past, but it doesnt amount anything, what they're doing is, they're persecuting a reflection of themselves, they're persecuting what they can't stand to look at in themselves, they can't stand to look at the truth in themselves, they persecute themselves, they're butching themselves everytime they go on the freeway, they hate themselves, look at the signs, stop, go, don't turn here, turn there, you can't do this, you can't do that, you can't you can't you can't, this is illegal, that is illegal, everything's illegal, the polices used to watch over the people now they're watching the people, the president doesn't represent the people, he should be on the roadside picking up his children, but he isn't, he's in the white house sending them off to war, and you're saying i have to pay for this again, and again and again, i gotta pay for your sins, how many times do i gotta pay for your sins, i'm getting tired, i'm getting tired.
The people that you call my family were people that you didn't want, children that were along aside of the road who their parents kicked out, so i took them to my garbage dump and feed them and thought them that in love there's no wrong, everything they've done, they've done from love of brotherhood.

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