Abusers Punks Thugs and....

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Abusers Punks Thugs
And Socio-Paths

All abusers minimize
All abusers try to explain away
All bullies live by the sly lie
And enjoy ruining another’s day

All punks look for the easy target
All thugs enjoy the intimidation
All socio paths feel nothing for those
Whom they single out for victimzation

Empty are all the manipulators
Silenced are their aching screaming souls
For they are locked into the modern world
And have forgotten the ways of old

A reckoning is coming
The storm clouds are drawing near
And when final judgment comes
We'll see who quakes in fear

All facilitators of the machine
Dismiss what is ground down
When they forget about the humanity
It takes to makes it a worthwhile go round

All speakers for the insane executioners
Love to appear rational and calm
They tenderly rub gloved hands together
And lovingly apply their lye soaked balm

Hypocrites always blame it on you
Always can obliquely take another tact
They've always got another source
Some other way at looking at facts

Because life is all in the head
It never bleeds out of a mouth or eyes
It never has its face sink deeper in
All abusers have a nice guy disguise




Neils
4:29 pm
03/27/2005
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transcribed this time
4:45 pm
03/25/2005

Look not

Look not upon this passage of time

As moments when thoughts were exchanged
But when a murder became sanctioned
A death by starvation that some claimed

To give no pain

This is where the river passed
And people by their position taken
Chose which side they were on
And those for death swore no one

Was betrayed or forsaken

But the truth was in the wind
In the stars that shown at night
Was in the rain that gently fell
From eyes witnessing such a tragic sight

There was a self justifying blindness
That wanted it to be differing points of view
Wanted it to be respectably discussing
But there is a truth that will alway be true

For

There is such a time as eternity
There is such a place as grace
And those who steal all of anothers tommorows
Must know their decision is etched upon their face

And will not leave till they leave
And to their maker do go
Then when they are asked for whom
Did you grieve we will see then

What they know

And which side of the river they stood on
Not which of seasons passing reasons they used
It will be what they did or did not do
When a vunerable one was being abused



Neils
8:18 pm
03/26/2005
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transcribed this time
8:26 pm
03/26/2005

George Felos

George Felos....

Is a mouthpiece for death
Weaving his demonic spell
Spewing and spouting garbage
That reeks of the smell of Hell

He is a sickening little man
Mocking God and the human soul
He is an empty suit
That thinks he is being bold

This is what evil looks like
This is how far they will go
He is a scheming dream killer
He is the lowest of low

George Felos is now cursed
He is a marked and degraded man
He deserves no sanctuary anywhere
He deserves no homeland

He spits on truth and beauty
He mocks and ridicules humility
He stands before the throngs
And says you do not see what you see

He is of the Serpent
He is wriggling writhing deciet
He seeks to enable a death blow
To render unto compassion defeat

This is what evil looks like
An arrogant self righteous little man
Lecturing others about mercy
While waving his interfering hands

He is a mouthpiece for death
And represents a mad man's will
He raises his praise to wickedness
As he goes in for the kill




Neils
5:29 pm
03/18/2005
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transcribed this time
5:35 pm
03/18/2005

To the want to be killers of Terri

Oh this is all so tiring

Can't we just kill her
Can't we just starve her to death
Can't we all just stand around
Waiting for her last exhaled breath

All these details bother me
All this stuff is wearing
Can't you see not giving her any water
Is the real way to show you're caring

This is all just so irritating
The Hell with her Mom and Dad
They'll get over it
They only think it's bad

That's because they're idiots
Selfish small people with smaller minds
This is all just so bothersome
This is all such a waste of time

I say extrodinary medical effort
Includes giving moisture and food
And if you don't agree you must
Be in some mentally disorded mood

Give me the execution order
I'll sign it with my pen
Dipped in the blood of the innocent
Kill her kill her kill her

And you would if you
Really loved her and were her friend




Neils
8:10 pm
03/17/2005
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transcribed this time
10:59 pm
03/17/2005

Maybe just maybe

Oh yeah....
Maybe just maybe

If you're looking for the truth
That can be subtle or bold
You maybe just maybe want
To go looking for it in your soul

If you're looking for that guidance
That gives you some real insight
You maybe just maybe want
To draw a little closer to the light

If you're looking for some forgiveness
That comes from the heart of hearts
You maybe just maybe want
To begin with yourself for a start

If you're looking for some strength
When no one else seems to be there
You maybe just maybe want
Want to quit walking around splitting hairs

If you're looking for some love
The kind that will lift you right on up
You maybe just maybe want
To face straight down the temptation

To be corrupt

If you're looking for some joy
That doesn't have reason as it's base
You maybe just maybe want
To let yourself get acquainted with

This stuff called grace




Neils
10:43 am
03/14/2005
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transcribed this time
10:48 am
03/14/2005

For Chris

Cowboy up

There's a hard riding bronc buster
Now up in the sky
Who preferred the bust your butt truth
Over the easy lie

Who built his own ranch
And sang his own songs
Who sweated his own sweat
And owned up to his wrongs

He is and was
An influence to others
And any busted up ridge line rider
Knew enough to call him brother

Yeah anybody

Who's put in some tough hours
But had some fun along the way
Loved to hear him sing
Loved to hear him play

He was here when he was here
And now he's gone really gone
But I'd swear I hear him sayin

Cowboy up
And
Carry on Carry on

But I think I have to take some time here
And stand quietly without much of a plan
I got my head bowed down
I got my hat in my hand




Neils
11:41 pm
03/10/2005
*
On the passing of Chris LeDoux
*
transcribed this time
11:29 pm
03/23/2005

Illegal not undocumented

Illegal not undocumented

Don't try to pass that we are an
Immigrant Nation stuff off on me
This is America Land of the Brave
And Home of the free

How many fit in a lifeboat
How many in your home
How many before the consequences
Are toxic to the bone

Not long brothers and sisters
There is no adaptation here
There is a wave flooding in
And some are frozen in fear

But some are coming forward
Some are stepping to the line
Some are stepping to our borders
And trying to do it in time

Sixty seconds in a minute
Sixty minutes in an hour
And we all know non response
Is robbing citizens of their power

Don’t threaten the law abiding
Your fellow country men
You can’t approach security
With an attitude of every now and then

Get to making a fence
Get to putting in more patrols
This is of vital national interest
This is no time for leisurely strolls

And Quite

Pussyfooting around with
Mexican Nationals dictating terms
Address them like you've got a
Backbone about our home

And quite groveling around like worms



Neils
11:05 pm
03/13/2005
*
transcribed this time
11:17 pm
03/13/2005

Michael Schiavo Rejects A Million Dollars

Michael Schiavo
Rejects a Million Dollar Offer

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So

When it's revealed his soul
Resides in the dark of night
What does he do
He puts on the shine

From his imitation light

And tries to cover over
The Hole in his Soul
By fronting a noble refusal
To accept any further gold

If he has to

To give his permission
To let her live out her days
With the people who still hope
For Terri and her struggling ways

Mad Mad Michael
Thinks he isn't sold and bought
Like it must prove he is innocent
Because he didn't get caught

Or surely someone would punish him
Make him pay the price
For his out and out treachery
For his heart of cold cold ice

Michael has no boundaries
He's working his way with goons
Mad Mad Michael and his
Sick slick staff are the

Infection in the wound



Neils
6:12 pm
03/12/2005
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transcribed this time
6:33 pm
03/12/2005

There is a war on the Home Front

There is a war on the Home Front

There is a war on the Home Front
And it time that we wake up
Before we are destroyed from within
By the morally depraved and corrupt

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There’s a war on the Home Front
And it’s happening everyday
It’s in the radical Muslim movement
And their working their evil ways

They teach the hating of America
In universities is the thing to learn
They shout down conservative speakers
It’s time to get seriously concerned

The monster is on our home land
And it wants the infidels dead
They are working the vulture culture
Pouring that poison into our youths heads

They have their Holy Land Charities
And other ways of gathering funds
They’ll absolutely stop at nothing
The United States must be undone

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They will shoot up the malls
They will blow up our trains
Whatever strikes the deepest terror
Whatever brings the most pain

Some are looking for chemicals
Some the Biological tools
They twist and bend the rules
Anything to take down the fools

That they’ve been taught to despise
To attack destroy and demean
The only thing they build on
Is to tear down this country’s dream

It’s in the Mosques that stay silent
That serve as the way inside
They use the left wing press’s agenda
They know they’ll get a free ride

They are recruiting in our prisons
Gaining access to the criminal kind
They are planting the seeds of fervor
In their desperate and dangerous minds

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They join up with the communists
That openly advocate so called Peace
They drag their feet at closing borders
They don’t want the illegal flood to cease

It is a movement and mind unto itself
It’s in the publicly funded fake art
It’s here to demoralize and tear down
Every decent value in our hearts

But we had better wake the Hell up
Because it’s coming like a storm
Like a beast that wants to get loose
And see the innocent ripped and torn

They love that we must not profile
According to the sensitivity training
The only time they’ll cheer harder
Is when the body parts are raining

From the blackened sky
Through the spiraling smoke and flame
And they promise not to kill us
If we don’t openly call their name

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There’s a war on our Home Front
And they believe their mad mullah’s curse
They are looking for the next attack
And oh how they want it to be worse

Oh so much worse



Neils
10:40 pm
03/05/2005
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transcribed this time
10:59 pm
03/05/2005

Is BTK an insurgent

He seems to fit all the criteria

Absolutely no regard for human life
Be it man woman or child
His reasons are more important than
Any humanity that might be defiled

He wants certain people eliminated
Because it seems to give him power
He sneaks and spys and lies
And moves around at all hours

He hides his true beliefs
To all around while he plots his deeds
Bind Torture and Kill certainly fit
As to the sick nature of some need

Is BTK an insurgent
What is our exit strategy
Who are we to tell him
How he chooses to be free

Is BTK an insurgent
Do we know all the relevant facts
Maybe there is some rational reason
For why he's done these admittedly

Heinous acts



Neils
9:16 pm
02/28/2005
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transcribed this time
9:21 pm
02/28/2005

Mad Mad Michael

Mad Mad Michael

He was on the tombstone train
He was screaming down the tracks
He was wearing blood soaked boots
And he was never coming back

He had got himself a ticket
He had got himself some gold
And all he had do to get it
Was sell pieces of his soul

He was rotting from the inside
He was dying at the core
But this one wasn't going to stop
He still wanted just a little more

He pushed them all aside
And took the throttle in his hand
Slammed it all the way forward
He was ridin the ride of the damned




Neils
9:22 pm
02/26/2005
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transcribed this time
9:24 pm
02/26/2005

Terri's Husband

Terris Husband

How very calculatedly cold are his actions
To not render her into her parents care
We all must hold accountable those who
Who do not understand these simple

Compassionate prayers

I can see it in her face
I can see it in her eyes
There is the spark of essence there
There is that which makes us all alive

This is not about legal complexity
This is about evil and good
I don't need any split tongued devils
Telling me what needs to be understood

It's all real real simple
Let all those who love Terri do so
Everybody else can leave the room
Everybody else can get up and go

There needs to be accountability here
For those pushing for her to die
There needs to be mercy and forgiveness
Or it needs to be an eye for an eye

Let all choose who witness this
Stand for strength or slime

Oh how far we have come my children
When it's now love sweet love that is a crime



Neils
4:26 pm
02/23/2005
*
With obvious due influence
From William Blake on the last two lines

N....again
*
transcribed this time
9:02 am
02/24/2005

Somewhere

Somewhere

Somewhere between romance and dance
Somewhere between the blood and guts
Somewhere in the taking of a stand
That doesn't always have its if ands or buts

I will stand next to my sisters and breatheran
I will stand on this land that I live
And I will reach into my deepest heart level
And give all I've got to give

For those who believe in family
Those who believe in love and being free
Those who although they do fight back
And not consumed by the rattling prattiling

Negativity

That is coming in through the press
And the self annointed self appointed best
Who speak down to the regular American
As if somehow we didn't pass their test

Who cares what they think anymore
I know for sure now it's not me
I have not am not and will not
Play fire hydrant

To their ideas about being free



Neils
4:03 pm
06/28/2004
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transcribed this time
6:27 pm
02/19/2005

So.........you're for gay marriage

Hey

If you really didn't think anything was wrong
About being gay
You'd be ought there every now and then let'n
Some guy have his way

Since it wouldn't really be hurting anybody
You know what I mean
Wouldn't that make you even cooler and
More tolerant of that scene

What would be wrong with that
I think it would do you some good
Now you sort of only theoretically get
How they're victimized and misunderstood

Come on take one in the keester
For tolerance and sensitivity
Wouldn't that show a more firm belief
In the downward sliding system

Of moral relativity

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Open that mouth wide and
Speak up For Act up
But if you're only giving lip service
Isn't that kind of being morally corrupt

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It's the vulture culture wars
Grab your socks get with the plan
Don't be half steppin bein against
Marriage only bein for a woman and a man



Neils
10:38 pm
02/08/2004
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transcribed this time
12:51 pm
02/06/2005

Give all the police the guns

Give all the police the guns

And nothing bad will happen
I'm absolutely sure about this
I'm telling you this belief
Will put you in a place of bliss

Not only am I going to
Make this decision for myself
I'm also so dead sure enough
I'm want to make it for everybody else

Centralize this power
Into the hands of a few
What could go wrong there
Isn't that a reasonable view

The best way to be safe
Is to do what I do
And always let another man
Do your fighting for you

Call them names if they don't
Like stupid gun totin hick
This will make you look smarter
And people will see you're slick

Argue endlessly about
What the Second Amendment means
It worked well with the
Monica Lewinsky version

Of coming....clean

But above all just believe
Believe believe believe
Bend the rules if you have to
You know

Moore or Less....decieve

And
Give all the police the guns

Nothing bad will happen
I'm absolutely sure about this
I'm telling you this belief
Will put you in a place of bliss

Not only am I going to
Make this decision for myself
I'm also so dead sure enough
I'm want to make it for everybody else




Neils
1:36 pm
04/26/2003
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transcribed this time
1:47 pm
02/05/2005

Dear Hetero-phobes

Dear Hetero-phobes

What are you scared of
Why are you so frightened to death
Why are you so paranoid you're
Almost unable to draw a breath

Why are you trembling
Why do you shake
Why are your knees buckling
Get some spine for goodness sake

Why are you recoiling
With horror in your eyes
What are you afraid of
Why don't you even try

To understand me
Please don't wimper anymore
Try to find some courage
And quit cowering at the door

Why do you let fear
Turn and twist your insides
You don't think you can hide that
With your constant references to pride

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Dear Hetero-phobes

What are you scared of
Why are you so frightened to death
Why are you so paranoid you're
Almost unable to draw a breath



Neils
6:45 am
7/24/2004
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transcribed
1:25 pm
02/05/2005

ILLEGAL IMMIGRATION

ILLEGAL IMMIGRATION


What we need is more emotion
What we need is the focus on sympathy
What we need is the story presented
In a way that requires our empathy

Why are they leaving
Is it just because they're poor
When are we going to look down there
As to who has more

What region are they from
And who has the power
Is it easier to write up
When it only takes the hours

To look in one country
As to where the injustice lies
Do you think it anymore the truth
Because the story makes us cry

If you want to help help
But don't make that decision for me
Don't you think there's more than
They only want to be free

Anybody askin Vincinte hard questions
Where did all the money go
That we gave to bail them out
And what do they have to show

What about our veterans and citizens
Are we to hang our heads in shame
Is this about culturism vs nationalism
And hypenated american names

Any pressure headed their direction
To make it a better place
So refugees don't have to flee
To find any saving grace

Or is it easier to take
From the good ol US of A
Than drugs and thugs and corruption
That don't want to hear what you have to say anyway


Neils
8:59 pm
2/14/2002
*mailed to a local tv station
after another lead in report
ran all day about...."mexico's lost children"
*
transcribed this time
9:39 am
01/25/2005

Bias........

Bias
What bias

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No wonder
You can't see it

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You're so far left
You're left out
You play babble scrabble
With out any doubts

You hate being white
You hate your own nation
You compromise and apologize
And want to give reperations

You loathe the military
All police are bad
You never met a criminal
Who's story wasn't sad

You admire Ted Rall's scrawl
Think Hanoi Jane is cool
And completely go along with
The college speech code rules

Open the borders
Let them all in
And no one will hurt us
If we treat them like friends

You're not whacko
You're not nuts
It's everybody else
No ifs ands or buts

Insulated and innoculated
Arrogant most of the time
You're scared of guns
But you want mine

You name call
When arguments fall through
Facist racist bigot
Homophobic nuthin new

It turns your stomach
To see the flag unfurl
But you like the UN
Like their take on the world

You suck up to
Mean spirited girls
Like what maybe they'll
Allow you one small whirl

And oh yeah
Hollyweird is fine
With their influence-za
And droppin more than a dime

No wonder
You can't see it there
You probably can't see it
Anywhere



Neils
2002 maybe
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transcribed this time
11:58 pm
01/08/2005

I hear the trap door swinging

I hear the trap door swinging

I hear the hangman's song
And think of all the pedophiles
And where they all belong

I hear the whoosh and snap
Justice is such a fate
I hear the wood and rope
Creaking from the weight

I see the next one step up
I see no offer of a hood
They all need to know
That they are now understood

And I love the hangmans song
And I could sing it everyday
Till there were no more molesters
To make our sacred children

Their prey



Neils
11:13 pm
01/05/2005
*
transcribed this time
12:22 am
01/06/2005
*
written in relation to
some of the more evil activity
going on around the recent Tsunami
And the kidnaping of a western 12 year old boy
There...stolen from his family

Not that I don't believe this to be
a generally applicable sentiment
Toward this activity in general


N....again

Stinking Racist Gringos

Stinking Racist Gringos

All they’ve ever got are complaints
Like they never heard of Guadalupe
Like they never heard of a Saint

Whitey ain’t nuthin but an oppressor
And a taker of people and land
And as soon as they are overwhelmed
Then they’ll understand

Here comes the flood of illegal immigration
Of excuses corruption and pain
Here come the diplomats stonewalling
Like they can’t hear you call their name

But the press is certainly sensitive
They know exactly what to do
They know exactly who to blame
And what rights need to be pursued

By the culture first lawyers
With their outstretched greedy hands
With their under the table mordida
And they’re tangle it all up plans

Here come the Latin gangs
Spreading out their web of connections
Extending into Mexico and Al Queda
Who’d have guessed that direction

Except the brown hating people
Who stand in the new worlds way
It’s spoken in the Arts Organizations meetings
Getting their funding by the NEA

Stinking Racist Gringos

There time is almost over
All National Borders will end
And then La Raza will rise
And will put in power the real men

The movement is spreading
Who among us dares to speak out
Who dares to call it what it is
Who is not cowed by fear and doubt



Neils
10:22 pm
12/30/2004
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transcribed this time
6:43 pm
01/01/2005