Making History: A Bug's Life.
SUNDAY SCHOOL 9pm. Post complete 'on the fly' ... text, 'pon a skank.
Feelin' missin'..., and all of that, and, sax make-me, 'appy...
The Origin of Baseball
Been a, Forming, Storming, Norming, in the Morn.
Sax Poems.
Been..., a, ...Heaven of a Day.
Peace x2 x, mj
If tomorrow I was leaving to Zion/Then I wouldn't stay a minute more/'Cause dis ways of life Jah-Jah children living/Let anyone hurt them souls/So the pagan not/Who divide the Jah-Jah children/Soon or later you will see divided they'll fall, 'cause/Some a rob, some a loot some a shoot/Some a rob, some a loot some a shoot/Some a rob, some a loot some a shoot/Tell you them a rock/Some a loot some a shoot/I&I the happy warrior slave/Returning with good news today/From my Jamaican people/To my African nation/Woh oh oh yeh, heh//If tomorrow I was leaving to Zion/Then I wouldn't stay a minute more/Dis ways of life I am living/Let anyone hurt them souls/If tomorrow, I was leaving to Zion/Then i wouldn't stay a minute more/'Cause dis ways of life Jah-Jah children facing/Let anyone hurt them souls/Why left struggle I&I been through/Is with the counter fi blackman/Who betray his homeland/Through the metal call money/And it is very funny/I philosophy did inspired I&I/To track mount Zion way//If tomorrow I was leaving to Zion/Then I wouldn't stay a minute more/'Cause dis ways of life I am living/Let anyone hurt them souls/Oh yea ay ay/My culture is growing stronger/And I hope I never surrender/Oh yea ay ay/You take the Lion from the flag of Africa/Because you want to pray to the Dragon/Oh no no no
TEXT:
THE BOOK OF ACTS. BABY...
[Quiz-you-what-2? Who said, that? The initials T.C. the clue?]
Why / how might, the Book of Acts, still-be-being, written?
All About Sax, Puma Jones. Roots and culture.
JA/UK, a small section of Kingston, JA / UK cities.
Drill,
today,
19 80, 20 20.
Puma' wails —,
Man... Dat, a woman.
Ducky >Big Men< Robbie, Rex, and, Mightiest, Drum-Blaster-Extraordinaire...
Lowell, "Sly", Fillmore, DRUM-Bar.
3.Tony Allen, Fela Kuti's boy.
Culture Is ....glowing... and all, m wanna do, is, ...think, about...?
God, / Fam.
Readers, un/+known.
Sax, B, Love,
Big Up, two A's, and, four nippers. Seven, all-in.
Coupla' mum's, [my, side.].
Hard Core.
Trust.
Owen Benjamin, talks of..., re-living the Bible / always happening/now/ ...whatever, ‘now ' ...is?
Appreciate, Progressive, A.P.
Active Participation.
Yet, loses me, in supposing / somehow:
Genuine, free-will? Exists?
All the while...
God. .. ... causes, .. . ..suffering / ”No… jus’ knows ahead"
Happening?
Way out…?
And, The…, T.P. (Theological Presumption).
As Katt, says, “Get-Dat, Gay, Mother, ______,
...outa 'ere".
[On to, say; “Aubergine”, instead. Go the Prince Way?]
EARLIER THIS EVENING...
For A2, B, Love, (+ Leslie Love), Sax, and ...y'all.
Rewind
Play one more song, than, on a page? Goes..., on, the page.
Notice (?) can bang up any Jackie, Classic, or, like me-now, ne'er heard?
As read.
Died, nine years, ago.
Where, you? When Jackie, died?
Rewind the lot and, whatever, else, it'll be...,
"Oh Baby, It Was All Over."
21.10. Back, 'round midnight.
[Quiz-you-what-? Who did Oprah say that about? Clue: 'Harlem Spartans'.]
Charisma
Free strikes when I get caught, you're dead/And we put sheets on a ped/We put sheets on a skeng/Splash is free/How could I lack, how could they snitch on man/But you claim you're a real arse, real arse man/These niggas ain't numb, but dumb/Just pushing his bun/Bro leave sauce on man, he's stutting/Still keep the trapline jump/Dash ain't numb, but fun/Fam, free the niggas I love/Family treating my circle/Spartan gang, fam/Don't cash spend on war/Most man planned for war/The the ting crash get worse/Jakes got the whole thing capped/Free my gang/Grab them man, they run not gang/What if we jump out on a fed like shh/What if we do up a pig like shh/What if we do it like see it on cam/Rookies ran, still tryna cam like set/Kennington rep/Bro tryna brown and leng/My one's gold and peng/Reach out to Latz and Loose/Apparently need a man doing bare loose screws/Still we bop over there/They see us just everywhere/No skeng here, no toss do I care/On a Spartan ting/Get a man down, they run with mash/Man put life on line for blood or bro/Spartan ting/Ching to the born/Carry couldn't touch my buttons/Kennington's flow/Spartan or Ku/Kennington flow/ couldn't chat like us/I be tryna run from them/Really tryna get me bagged (snitches)/Lonely Spartan/parked off/Like free my broski Jacks/Ay, wolves in packs/They run off if we pop out the flats/Jakes tryna get man trapped/Fam, why you want all my niggas bagged/Next white ting it's on I'm on/Come link me there where it's at/Spill piglet juice and I'm done/If you see Biscuit, officer, officer run/Same when you see it on cam/Do it then run/Bis ain't in it for fun/I'm raging, Spartan's raging, Kuku mad/Put him in the can/So I can do wheel all day/Ready for war all day/Cut through the block they pray/4 door truck look zate (zate, zate, zate)/So I can do wheel all day/Ready for war all day (for war all day)
A Bugs Life
Making History
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This is a much-updated version of a previous column on evolution, is atrociously long, criminally even, by internet standards but I post it anyway because I get occasional requests. Few will read it, which is understandable. Apologies. The Devil made me do it. I will get transcendently stupid email saying that I am a snake-handling primitive Christian in North Carolina with three teeth. Actually, I do believe that all humans descend from one man and woman (Deucalion and Pyrrha).
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The Bugs in Darwin:
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A scientist is part of what the Polish philosopher of science Ludwik Fleck called a “thought collective”: a group of people exchanging ideas in a mutually comprehensible idiom. The group, suggested Fleck, inevitably develops a mind of its own, as the individuals in it converge on a way of communicating, thinking and feeling.
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'Stephen C. Meyer, Douglas Axe, Chuck Darwin, and Me'
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Fred Reed
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The Unz
Prove It
M'dear, V. + Big Man T. Most: O 'n J./S..