Nov 052013
 

While You See A Chance

Are you still Free? Or are you a slave to a BORG corporation.  Most are still trapped in the Matrix.  Freedom, like any concept starts in the mind and radiates out from there.  Know that YOU are a sentient being with the POWER of decision to live that way.  Ignore the BORG, do they bring any value to your life?  Vote with your feet, voice, pen and your money.  Any other form of voting is mental masturbation.

Songwriters: Steve Winwood, Will Jennings

Stand up in a clear blue morning until you see what can be
Alone in a cold day dawning, are you still free? Can you be?
When some cold tomorrow finds you, when some sad old dream reminds you
How the endless road unwinds you

While you see a chance take it, find romance take it
Because it’s all on you

Don’t you know by now no one gives you anything
Don’t you wonder how you keep on moving one more day your way

When there’s no one left to leave you, even you don’t quite believe you
That’s when nothing can deceive you

Stand up in a clear blue morning until you see what can be
Alone in a cold day dawning, are you still free? Can you be?
And that old gray wind is blowing and there’s nothing left worth knowing
And it’s time you should be going

Oct 082013
 

“Test For Echo”

Rush Different Stages Live #2

Here we go…vertigo
Video vertigo
Test for echo

Here we go…in slo-mo
Video vertigo
Test for echo

Some kind of trouble on the sensory screen
Camera curves over caved-in cop cars
Bleacher-creatures, would-be desperadoes
Clutch at plausible deniability
Don’t touch that dial
We’re in denial
Until the showcase trial on TV

Here we go…vertigo
Video…vertigo
Test for echo

Some kind of pictures on the sense o’clock news
Miles of yellow tape, silhouetted chalk lines
Tough-talking hood boys in pro-team logo knock-offs
Conform to uniforms of some corporate entity
Don’t change that station
It’s a Gangsta Nation
Now crime’s in syndication on TV

What a show
Vertigo
Video vertigo
Test for echo

Touch and go in slo-mo
Video vertigo
Test for echo

Some kind of drama live on satellite
Hidden camera coverage from the crime scene to the courtroom
Nail-biting hood boys in borrowed ties and jackets
Clutching at the straws of respectability

Can’t do the time?
Don’t do the crime
And wind up in the perp walk on TV

Jul 212013
 

The Entertainment Industrial Complex (EIC) a division of the Lame Stream Media (LSM) has in the past been successful at keeping the musical artistry of Jordan Page, the world’s leading activist/guitarist who sings about freedom and liberty, out of the mainstream.

I  made a decision to change this!  That’s where it all starts. With a simple decision. With that decision, and the end in mind its just a matter of backing it out.  How do I help my brother Jordan Page get the money?  Real simple I’ve got to SELL SOMETHING!

Ok, so “Morpheus”, I ask myself, “what do i have to sell?”  People who know me would say I could sell Ice to an Eskimo!  LOL.   Ok I have 2 CD’s by Jordan Page and I know where I can get CD duplications services at activist pricing.  I head to Fry’s Electronics, pick up CD’s, jackets and labels. Then it’s Burn Baby Burn (Burn the Mother Down). So I made 100 of each CD.  Quick multiplication says, I need to get 10 buck-buck-bucks from those that either know Jordan kicks ass all over, those that think that Jordan is good and have not really “Listened” to him.  Finally we have those who have never even heard of Jordan Page.  The 2 second groups are really one group, because that haven’t heard him.  Why is that?  Because Jordan is not on the list of people who get to be heard by  the Main Stream audience.  Sounds familiar? Sure sounds like the Ron Paul Revolution.  How does that go? history doesn’t repeat itself, it just rhymes a lot!

The gigantic OMG difference between the two is Jordan Page is:

  • a better performer than Ron Paul.
  • sings way better Ron Paul.
  • play guitar better than Ron Paul.
  • looks  better than Ron Paul
  • is Younger than Ron Paul.
  • And what’s more, Jordan doesn’t have an end date – like an election that will terminate the “revolution”.

I know from past projects, which have been successful, largely thanks to all my Super Hero Friends (and you know who you are), it’s all a matter of thinking backwards.  OK. Jordan Page kicks ass, and has the material to create a new CD.  I have been listening to Jordan Page play music live and recording and HE GETS BETTER EVERY SINGLE TIME!

So, I encourage you to send me $10.00, and in return I will send you a Jordan Page CD. Or, better yet, buy a bunch and resell them to get the word out about this amazingly talented activist!

  • Jordan needs $4,000 for studio time to make his next CD. And we want to give him all  the support we can.
  • Visit Jordan’s website to learn more about his music and his message.
  • Please address PayPal payments to: freetitanians@yahoo.com with a memo that says “Jordan”.
  • Please address BitCoin payments to 1HsxEaawHEf2nAcNnqWe2EccMqpDvE4Uik
  • Then contact Cronus#*@*#titanians.org with your address so you can get the CD of your choice.
  • And be sure to listen to “Declare Your Independence with Ernest Hancock” 7/22 – 6 to 9 am MST. Morpheus co-hosting the will be sitting in for Ernie for an all Jordan Page musical extravaganza.

 More to come SOON!

Jul 192013
 

Another brick in the Ron Paul – Jordan Page

Jordan Page does a private concert for his very good friend Reed out of Dallas. Reed wants to give a present to his sister Heidi for her Birthday: something that she will never forget. Shes a Ron Paul Activist and Demonstrated for good doctor Ron Paul. So Reed asked Jordan to play and of course he did.

I was able to just barely get this on my phone, I left Camera and tripod at the hotel. I have personally heard him play this jam before however never the opportunity to record it. Of Course Jordan nails this song. Better than I have heard it… EVER!

May 312013
 

If your wondering what this song is doing here, then listen!  3 minute intro! I see the relationship to our current world, we have two forms of organization in our world:  Hierarchy (Apollo) and Anarchy (Dionysus).  It turns out that neither is a long term solution.  So We introduce the Octologue- groups of 8 dedicated to acting ethically and Creatively.  Plus all those who are died in the wool, Rush Fans need to check out the information on this website.

I. Prelude

When our weary world was young
The struggle of the ancients first began.
The gods of Love and Reason
Sought alone to rule the fate of Man.

They battled through the ages,
But still neither force would yield.
The people were divided,
Every soul a battlefield.

II. Apollo/Dionysus

Apollo: Bringer of Wisdom
“I bring truth and understanding,
I bring wit and wisdom fair,
Precious gifts beyond compare.
We can build a world of wonder,
I can make you all aware.
I will find you food and shelter,
Show you fire to keep you warm
Through the endless winter storm.
You can live in grace and comfort
In the world that you transform.”

The people were delighted
Coming forth to claim their prize
They ran to build their cities
And converse among the wise.
But one day the streets fell silent,
Yet they knew not what was wrong.
The urge to build these fine things
Seemed not to be so strong.
The wise men were consulted,
And the Bridge of Death was crossed
In quest of Dionysus
To find out what they had lost.

Dionysus: Bringer of Love
“I bring love to give you solace
In the darkness of the night,
In the Heart’s eternal light.
You need only trust your feelings;
Only love can steer you right.
I bring laughter, I bring music,
I bring joy and I bring tears.
I will soothe your primal fears.
Throw off those chains of reason
And your prison disappears.”

The cities were abandoned,
And the forests echoed song.
They danced and lived as brothers;
They knew love could not be wrong.
Food and wine they had aplenty
And they slept beneath the stars.
The people were contented
And the gods watched from afar.
But the winter fell upon them
And it caught them unprepared,
Bringing wolves and cold starvation,
And the hearts of men despaired.

III. Armageddon: The Battle of Heart and Mind

The universe divided
As the Heart and Mind collided,
With the people left unguided
For so many troubled years.
In a cloud of doubts and fears,
Their world was torn asunder into hollow
Hemispheres.

Some fought themselves, some fought each other,
Most just followed one another
Lost and aimless like their brothers
For their hearts were so unclear
And the truth could not appear
Their spirits were divided into blinded
Hemispheres.

Some who did not fight
Brought tales of old to light.
“My Rocinante sailed by night
On her final flight.”
To the heart of Cygnus’ fearsome force
We set our course
Spiralled through that timeless space
To this immortal place.

IV. Cygnus: Bringer of Balance

I have memory and awareness,
But I have no shape or form.
As a disembodied spirit,
I am dead and yet unborn.
I have passed into Olympus
As was told in tales of old,
To the city of Immortals,
Marble white and purest gold…

I see the gods in battle rage on high…
Thunderbolts across the sky…
I cannot move, I cannot hide…
I feel a silent scream begin inside…

Then all at once the chaos ceased
A stillness fell, a sudden peace
The warriors felt my silent cry
And stayed their struggle, mystified.

Apollo was atonished;
Dionysus thought me mad.
But they heard my story further
And they wondered, and were sad.

Looking down from Olympus
On a world of doubt and fear,
Its surface splintered
Into sorry Hemispheres.

They sat a while in silence,
Then they turned at last to me:
“We will call you Cygnus,
The god of Balance you shall be.”

V.The Sphere: A Kind of Dream

We can walk our road together
If our goals are all the same.
We can run alone and free
If we pursue a different aim.
Let the Truth of Love be lighted,
Let the Love of Truth shine clear. Sensibility,
Armed with sense and liberty,
With the Heart and Mind united in a single
Perfect
Sphere.

Mar 182013
 
Roll the bones rush neil peart

Roll the Bones

Rush – Roll The Bones

Alex Lifeson, Geddy Lee, Neil Peart

Well, you can stake that claim —
Good work is the key to good fortune
Winners take that praise
Losers seldom take that blame
If they don’t take that game
And sometimes the winner takes nothing
We draw our own designs
But fortune has to make that frame

We go out in the world and take our chances
Fate is just the weight of circumstances
That’s the way that lady luck dances
Roll the bones

Why are we here?
Because we’re here
Roll the bones
Why does it happen?
Because it happens
Roll the bones

Faith is cold as ice —
Why are little ones born only to suffer
For the want of immunity
Or a bowl of rice?
Well, who would hold a price
On the heads of the innocent children
If there’s some immortal power
To control the dice?

We come in to the world and take our chances
Fate is just the weight of circumstances
That’s the way that lady luck dances
Roll the bones

Jack, relax.
Get busy with the facts.
No zodiacs or almanacs,
No maniacs in polyester slacks.
Just the facts.
Gonna kick some gluteus max.
It’s a paralax, you dig?
You move around
The small gets big. It’s a rig
It’s action — reaction
Random interaction.
So who’s afraid
Of little abstraction
Can’t get no satisfaction
From the facts?
You’d better run, homeboy
A fact’s a fact
From Nome to Rome, boy.

What’s the deal? Spin the wheel.
If the dice are hot — take a shot.
Play your cards. Show us what you got —
What you’re holding.
If the cards are cold
Don’t go folding.
Lady Luck is golden;
She favors the bold. That’s cold
Stop throwing stones —
The night has a thousand saxaphones.
So get out there and rock,
And roll the bones.
Get busy!