"Silence, they say, is the voice of complicity. But silence is impossible. Silence screams. Silence is the message,just as doing nothing is an act. Let who you are ring out and resonate in every word and deed. Yes, become who you are. There's no sidestepping your own being or your own responsibility. What you do is who you are. You are your own comeuppance. You become your own message. You are the message. In the Spirit of Crazy Horse." -Leonard Peltier~ U.S. Federal Prisoner #89637-132
And that brings us to tonight's word: MEMBERSHIP HAS IT'S PRIVILEGES
Congratulations Sirs and Madame's. You are fully fledged members of the very exclusive dinarland private club. Many were asked to join. Many were begged to join. Many were given all the tools and all the homework done for them to join. Many were even given free hundred trillion dollars ZIM notes. I mean they didn't have to do a damn thing but have a little faith. Have a little faith that this is not the life that God meant for us to have. A little belief that there is a better way. A little blind faith suggesting that we are not shackled and drawn slaves. Was that so much to ask?
So what does membership mean to us? What does that private club jacket mean to us? Well… I think it means I might drink champagne instead of just the champagne of beers. I might have a nice tuna steak instead of the dollar menu at Taco Bell. I may be able to get a nice fitted dress shirt instead of buying off the rack at Ross. And that goes for my shoes and my ties as well. Maybe a decent haircut instead of Supercuts. You know what I want? Some nice face lotion that smells like sandalwood. Definitely some better hair product. Yes membership will definitely have its privileges.
So I guess all those people that we gifted all that Zim to are gonna have their privileges as well. Without all the pain and suffering and roller coaster rides and pump fakes that we in dinarland had to go through. Lucky bastards! They missed out on all the gray hairs, all the losing hairs, all the double chins, all the lost sleep, all the tinfoil hats, all the dinarland beefs. They will never know struggle. On the bright side, they won't get the jacket. I doubt they will care. I doubt they'll mind. But we will know the truth. We know the struggle is real. We will wear those blazers with pride and with honor. Because dammit, we earned them. Even those that just joined four months ago and are still stuck on step five banging their heads on the wall, they earned it as well. I'll take that gal who is frustrated as hell and losing sleep over my friend Bob never had any faith and is soundly asleep in his football and beer. Some people may not get through all the eight steps. But that's okay…..they'll still get the jacket. Because that jacket is woven with faith and belief. Stitched in sacrifice and covenants and commitment.
So I guess it's a good night for us all to don our dinarland jackets, grab a cocktail and some hors d'oeuvres and make our way into the dinarland reception hall (unnamed for a reason) and mingle with our fellow members. Put down our swords. Talk about the good old days. You know what I said before "the good old days weren't always so good". Maybe come up with a secrete handshake just in case you're sitting next to me at a Bruce Springsteen concert. Or at the chair next to me at a blackjack table in Las Vegas. (Yes, I'm sorry, I am going to Vegas and I am going to play blackjack with a good gin and tonic or two. Maybe even get one of those gray Rainman suits. Is that so wrong?) Because I will never utter the words "ZIM" again in my life (jury's still out on "dong"). And I sure as heck am not going to say the word superfantastic in public. Might as well put a target on my back. Control,, ALT,, Delete …... Reboot… Would you like to play a game?
So yeah my buddy Bob will probably go into a bank after I'm satisfied with his wait. Maybe a week or two after the 800s come out. Payback for that no faith thing. Payback for getting off light. Maybe I'll tell him he'll get $10 million if he's lucky. Hee hee.
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He got off over easy but we didn't did we? Yes...membership to the exclusive dinarland private club will truly be a membership with privileges. Ahhhhh....sandlewood... TA TA.
But is it just me or can anyone else here Yosef off in the distance on some real truth call somewhere preaching "membership has its RESPONSIBILITIES"? Can you hear that, whoof whoof? Can I get a witness? Yea, you get it.
And that's the word
Heisenberg
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"The Rising"
Can't see nothing in front of me
Can't see nothing coming up behind
I make my way through this darkness
I can't feel nothing but this chain that binds me
Lost track of how far I've gone
How far I've gone, how high I've climbed
On my back's a sixty pound stone
On my shoulder half mile of line
Come on up for the rising
Come on up lay your hands in mine
Come on up for the rising
Come on up for the rising tonight
Left the house this morning
Bells ringing filled the air
I was wearing the cross of my calling
On wheels of fire I come rolling down here
Come on up for the rising
Come on up lay your hands in mine
Come on up for the rising
Come on up for the rising tonight
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There's spirits above and behind me
Faces gone black, eyes burning bright
May their precious blood bind me
Lord as I stand before your fiery light
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I see you Mary in the garden
In the garden of a thousand sighs
There's holy pictures of our children
Dancing in a sky filled with light
May I feel your arms around me
May I feel your blood mix with mine (ooh ooh ooh)
A dream of life comes to me
Like a catfish dancing on the end of my line (ooh ooh ooh)
Sky of blackness and sorrow (a dream of life)
Sky of love, sky of tears (a dream of life) (ooh ooh ooh)
Sky of glory and sadness (a dream of life)
Sky of mercy, sky of fear (a dream of life) (ooh ooh ooh)
Sky of memory and shadow (a dream of life)
Your burning wind fills my arms tonight (ooh ooh ooh)
Sky of longing and emptiness (a dream of life)
Sky of fullness, sky of blessed life
Come on up for the rising
Come on up lay your hands in mine
Come on up for the rising
Come on up for the rising tonight