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Oh Yaye!
March 26, 2011, the demise of an ancient hex - the New South Wales 'Rum Club' Labor Party!
Can, however, the new NSW Liberal government, prove itself to be any better?
But the flip-side of the same coin-of-corruption, methinks!
And what repercussions to the federal Labor Party?
Also, will the crowing of the Liberal federal leader endure, before the NSW Premier-elect, Barry O'Farrell, unseats 'Tiny Habit', from the federal chair?
For, even at this day-after stage, O'Farrell speaks with a clear maturity, long-absent in any Liberal/National or NSW Labor voice, and shows already, the potential to offer NSW and possibly even the nation, a leadership which far-transcends the hocus-pocus of the hopefully deceased NSW and federal ALP Catholicism, ex-Rome.
The King is dead! Long Live The People!
However, post-eradication, the deconstruction of past ills (evils) must be done.
What was the ultimate focus and agenda of the Catholic hex, within the NSW ALP?
What wrongs were committed, and by whose authority?
Was Catholic 'faith' enough in these desperate times, and upon what deceits or self-deceptions is that 'faith' based?
Surely, of a certainty, this world is corrupt, indeed, 'tis but a world of corruption.
The Devils realm! Hell!
Thus, where are The Angels?
In this lowest, to survive, like the Machiavellian 'Prince', one must oneself be corrupt.
And, LO! 'Life' here, can but be no other, than that which ends with corruption fighting corruption!
Where, what, therefore, down-here on Hell, is 'sanity'?
Surely...., PROOF! That we are in Hell already, and have been hoodwinked by the early cult leaders, thus are from all sides, by all sides, guaranteed of our DOOM!
Whence-come, what-for, therefore, these puppet-ideologues we call 'leaders'?
Surely, they can be, but 'the ones', ALAS! The 'Chosen Ones?' leading us further into the caverns and abysses of disaster, suiting perfectly, the demands of the Devil him/herself!
'ALL PRAISE THE DEVIL!', say quietly, our 'leaders'!
Though they know they say it, not!
And to the lost flockers, they transmit their unspoken prayers, and like hexed-blind & stupid fools, - retarded - the flock follows down, down, down forever to the Devil's lair!
Alas! Astrayliar!
What Choice, therefore, than to be,
An Outlaw!
'Tis not a question, but a Statement of FACT!
Of Science!
Pure
Of Wisdom!
Of Intelligence!
Of Honor!
Of Intelligence!
Of Honor!
So, forward from this collapsing delusion, the Call is,
'ALL PRAISE
THE OUTLAW!'
THE OUTLAW!'
Aborigine! Green! Biker!
O Yaye!
ALL HAIL!
The GrenBlekReds!
Warriors
ALL HAIL!
The GrenBlekReds!
Warriors
of
The 3 Wise Tribes
ReBalance
The 3 Wise Tribes
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