It's been so long now and it seems that It was only yesterday Mmm, ain't it funny how "Mission Accomplished" time slips away "So I Wanna Know"

"Oh Goddess of Inspiration, help me sing of
wily Odysseus, that master of schemes!"

Well hello there,My it's been a long long time...
How am i doin',Oh well i guess i'm doin' fine
It's been so long now and it seems that
It was only yesterday,Mmm, ain't it funny how time slips away
How's your new Surge,I hope tha it's doin' fine
Heard you told Us, yes baby
That It's Truly "MISSION ACCOMPLISHED" this time
Well you know, that's the same thing
That you told Us, Well it seems like just the other day
Mmm, ain't it funny how time slips away
(4Freaking Years)Gotta go now,
Guess i'll see you SURGING round& around

Don't know when though,
Oh Never know when They'll Be Surging" in town
But i remember what i told you That in time your gonna pay
Well ain't it surprisin' how time slips away
Yeah, ain't it surprisin' how time slips away

Enter Now Once Again The Surging Forth
Passionsword Arena Of Mmm, ain't it funny how time slips away
But Remember That A Return Surging Forth Is A Coming To Really
This Time In Unison Make Ya Pay...It Truly Is The Old Country
amidst the Old World’s Way Once Again...

So Be Careful Surging Forth As Ya Go
Cause There’s A Few Things Ya Be A Missing
& Better Well Need To Know...
So If Ya Think That It's Going To Be
Truly "MISSION ACCOMPLISHED" this time
Better Watch Your Backs Now As Ya Blindly Surge Forth To But
Try & Save Face As Well As Your Butts Now As Ya Go...
For What Is Being Planned Now Is A Train Wreck Of Disaster
Awaiting in Future time Like A Surging Steam Engine
As ya Blow...Off Lots of steam Now that will take
ya through This year...So With That Ya Know That
in time your gonna pay...As They Bogus-Lay Surge Forth
While Their Own Top Account-Ants Warn That
The War Is Costing Way Too Much, Back Home will pay a price.

Millions Gone Over The Border-LINES & Over Borrowing Way Too Much
& Nothing But More Sacrifice In RETURN To Their Surging Bulging Pockets...

Except Going Broke Under Now In Deep Shit Republican Greed...
As Usual You Sacrifice To Their Surges! Plus tAX AX-ccessors
On The Run With Bloody Bonded Blood-TiEs Connected To Billions More...
For It Truely Is...In This Grand Tale Of Tales
It's High Time For A Big Freaking Change Over & Transformation
& Ya AllFreaking Know It...Or WE-We All Will Lose To
These That Are Coming ForthGet It Yet Now Both Ya
DemoCreamy Meenie Weenies & Wreck-PLUBLO Wanker Yankers...

So Will Ya All But Remember Your Own Ate That's Thus
Uppin Up The Old Ante From Within Let alone From Without...

Ate, a Greek word for 'ruin, folly, delusion', is the action performed by the hero, usually because of his hubris, or great pride, that leads to his death or downfall. There is also a goddess by that name (Até) in Greek mythology, a personification of the same.

Thus Enter Once Again Sweet Lady Liberty’s Passionsword Arena Of
Scenario Me This In Our Crystal-Ball Of Truth Be Cast There Batman...
So Go On, Eat It-Ate It-Innate-**88** It… Then Fork It In Spades
For… A Big Whirl-Wind Is A Coming Around The Bend...
But Don't Bend Over Too Much & So Do Yourself A Favor & Tread
Carefully On The Threadbare Tread-Bare Tread Mill Of Disaster A Coming...
Probably along next years future event horizon...

Thus Eat It Up-Suck It up-Tear It Up...Do As you Must...Now
For Ya Will Any-Who & hollering How! All Will Then Be 8-8'd Now Hated...

Plus RE-Stated Let Alone Re-Instated...
As All Will Wind Em On Up UPON The Pre-siding
Tread-Bare Tread Mill Of Horrors...All The While Pointing Out
The Ate Point Ated...8.8 On The Tread-Bared All Ate Up Scene.

Now of Ate, which means Mischief; and wherever she went she caused quarreling and confusion. Jupiter had turned her out of heaven for setting even the gods by the ears; and ever since then she had been wandering about the earth, making mischief, for they would not have her even in Hades.

"So they won't have Me at their feast!" she said to herself, when she heard the sound of the merriment to which she had not been bidden. "Very well; they shall be sorry. I see a way to make a bigger piece of mischief than ever was known."

So she took a golden apple, wrote some words upon it, and, keeping herself out of sight, threw it into the very middle of the feasters, just when they were most merry.Nobody saw where the apple came from; but of course they supposed it had been thrown among them for frolic; and one of the guests, taking it up, read aloud the words written on it. The words were:—"FOR THE MOST BEAUTIFUL!"—nothing more.

Now Turn Around And See Into The Seeing Into The Seas Of Love Past
All The BORES-WHORES-GIVE ME MORES-HARD CORES-PLUS ALL THE SUPPOSED
ENDLESS OPENING DOORS...Of Success Now Fleeting Upon A PIn-Head To Destruction.
So Riddle Me This Again There BAT FREAK...
When Your Alone & Hungry With Plenty Of Food For Thought
Thus Reeling On Your Half Baked Mind, A Brain Storm Of Plenty
That Is So So Hot To Trot, Baking Those Remitted To Never Find,
A Place In History That Will Go Down The Pipelines Of Despair
On The Tread-Bared All Ate Up Scene Of Forever Endless Fanfare.

Get It Got It...So GOOD...Now Go Swollow Me Down That There FreakAZOIDS.
Thus The PipeLines Are Swollen With Got Ya Back On Their bated Breaths.

Again Predicted Predilection Red...Upon Thy Brow &
Upon Thy Head.
AxccUssed Of Much, But RelinQuished To The Nothing
Ever Gets Done.But Remember Thus This...


Hate Will Breed Only More Hate Back at Ya...
And All Those Unjust-Unfair-Dishonest Practices & Dealings
Brings Only About More Resentment & Distrust
Leading Towards Greater Revolutions... Go On Grin & Bare It...

And now I seem to be waking from a dream which is fading away. The gods are becoming shadows, vanishing farther and farther away from man. I could tell you, if I would, the story of how Troy was taken and burned after ten years of fighting, and how Priam and his sons were slain; of the wonderful adventures of Ulysses by sea and land before he returned home; of the deeds of Achilles and Hector; of how the few Trojans who escaped the slaughter followed Prince Æneas into Italy, where he made a kingdom, and was the forefather of Romulus, who built the city of Rome; which brings us from Mythology—the stories of gods and heroes—into History—the stories of men. All these things came from Ate's apple: yes, even the history of Rome, and of England, and of all the world.

So unraveling The Whole Real Deal Bottom Line Magic Mirror Of
Reflected Truth At The Truth That Has LIED Hidden From Within
The Dark Shadows Of DespaiR By ThusLy Throwing More Arena Sand
In The Falling Hard On Some hard Times Within The Empire's Dirtied Face.

So Thus Upping The Ante…
Now Is This The Humpty Dumpty Bogus Face
 That You Want To Follow & Lead Ya Into Battle...


We Gladiators Think Not...We Would Never Follow Them To Battle EVER!!
Why Should We What Have They Done For Us Except Make Our Lives A
Freaking Misery Right Here... So Go Get Mad At The Freaking Heapo Truth.
For These Bad Luck Bush-Whacker Losers Have Screwed Up Enough...
Plastic Faced Cover-Up Evil Two Faced Lying Nasty Morons...

Mirror Mirror On The Wall
Tell Of Who‘s The Biggest Enemy Of Them All
The Rotten Evil From Within Or The Rotten Evil From Without
For Both Are Full Of Evil & Filled With Sin No Doubt
So Before Any Thus Can Judge Go
Take A Good Hard Look At The Evil From Within First.

Before You Can Go On Pointing The Proverbial Finger
Back Towards The Others Worst.

So True & That Goes For Those From Without Too...
So Will This Surge Be Surly Met By A Wave Of Spring-Time MadNess
Mess In Return...Can This Faked To Thus Cover Up & Save Face Mess

Now can It Really Work If The Premise For Battle From The Get Go Was
As We Gladiators Told Ya Long Ago From The Get Go All Wrong & Be A
totally Evil Messed Up Filled massacre filled with Greed, LIES &
Faked Bull Crap... In The End We Think Not!
Thus The Way It’s All Been Handeled By These Moronic Evil Jerks
Is Completely ScREw’D...This Will Not Work At All In This Region
For It’s But A Hurried COVER-Up To Their Evil Mess Already Created
By Their Evil lying Arses…THUS A Coming Big Disaster LoOmS large...

Get It Yet…Put All The misspellings & POO Together & Gain Some Much
Needed Intelligence WiSdom So Needead....
As More Endless Lines Of Diatribe & Fake Hypocrisy Sprews
& Froths Forth Out Of Their Well Oiled Lying Mouths...
As We But Well By This Time Ohh So Surely
By Now All Well Know As Such. So I wanna Know?

Have you ever seen the rain? - Creedence Clearwater Revival


So Again...SO CAREFUL AS YOU GO>>>
PROCEED WITH CAUTION>>>THUS PREWARNED...

Signed Just Sadly, Gladly and Tragically
At the PassionSwords Blades Edge!
WE Bitter Over Bitter-Sweet Gladiators
Of the Society of the Sacred PassionsWord

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"Alone of Angels Death has no love for gifts,
Libation helps you not, nor sacrifice.
He has no altar, and hears no hymns;
From him alone Persuasion stands apart."

Aeschylus (525-465 B.C.) "Niobe"

So Would Ya Believe But Yet That It's Time Once Again...
Yet To Fade To I wanna Know Who In The End
Will Pay Back All Those Billions Looms Large Black