communism

Now in some recess of my mind lingers the thought as comrades took over from the the Czars a strange problem with the uprising of the proletariate, the managers how do you get managers in communism?, moving on, should the workers listen to bourgeois music and is this aspiring to corrupt there minds?, however Lennon suggested it is OK for the workers to listen to this stuff, why do they not have a choice to not listen or to listen to anything? is this an example of what communism is about? if so we can all move on, the infantile aspect is daunting enough of this scenario, to me Marx was just a stooge for Capitalism, he financed by the system the main objective was to get the Czars gold, by the banking fraternity, in particular the Rothschilds, seemingly the coups that take place is interestingly enough all set up by the banking fraternity, this money that comes from blood spilt is to me a puzzle that seemingly has no point unless in the equation , other the lust for power, it is precisely this that becomes a problem for me, to achieve this status quo, reminds me of the reptilian and animal Kingdom, often I have heard the call for blood from the stockbrokers floor, when you see men dressed in army fatigues on the rifle range, it is reminiscent of retards as similar to stockbrokers, its just when you are in the loop you have faith in? Krishnamurti, Zen, the formica kitchen, passing over London Bridge in earnest for the serious days work at the Golden square mile, making decisions in Parliament, the pomposity of the Establishment league, the Queen of Britain in her phantasy of superiority, Mi6 and the heads that run security, have we got enough surveillance, we need more cameras, we are bankrupt our own mindset is leading us astray? we the superior intelligence, if we exhaust and deplete the Worlds resources, surely we will escape to a better World, that is when one half of a billion survive, did we not if not take the Bible seriously as to the end of the World, at least we know that something similar will emerge, whereby our precious seed will triumph, such as the Conservatives of British Parliament, or our little Johny Howard, and Mike Jagger, who found no satisfaction, we live in hope that the knighthood will help. and I know all of you that may read this blog will pray for the salvation of my twisted little interior, yours, don.