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&lt;p style="margin-bottom:0cm;" align="CENTER"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OPEN LETTER  to secret
agents/spooks/mercenaries and all others who want to be a part of the
CONSTIPATION instead of th LIBERATION;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="margin-bottom:0cm;"&gt;Get on th &amp;quot;politically incorrect&amp;quot;
side before your rusted tin cannish slavemaster`s permanently short
out your circuits, destroying you and themselves in the process.
Thanks to the organizations you work for, grimatoniacal cacophony has
displaced the laid-back downhomey rhythms of the past degenerating
your musical DNA as a result. 
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="margin-bottom:0cm;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;YOU &lt;/b&gt;are the only reason why they
were able to do this without the people noticing. &lt;b&gt;YOU&lt;/b&gt; are the
reason why lovers in public places are scared to kiss or even hold
hands. &lt;b&gt;YOU&lt;/b&gt; are the reason why mothers feel obligated to put
bras and panties on 3 year old girls so they wont be labeled as
&amp;quot;outcasts&amp;quot; of society and face having the state haul their
kids away, and the reason why seeing a 75 year old bare-chested man
inside a modern shopping mall is as rare as having a hummingbird fly
up your nose as you sleep in cell block # nine. &lt;b&gt;YOU&lt;/b&gt; are the
reason why girls get pregnant at a very young age because parents
were embarrassed to tell them about sex from day one.  &lt;b&gt;YOU&lt;/b&gt; are
the reason why shaman through the millennia were able to hoodwink the
people into thinking that meatarianism was vital for survival which
gradually turned us into grim-faced muted indifferent pessimistic
frail animals unable to even outrun ill-designed 2 legged animals
that hop. &lt;b&gt;YOU&lt;/b&gt; are the reason why popes, clergymen and kings
were able to convince the people through th millennia that they
did`nt have to work to pay extortion mun disguised as income and
other taxes like the people had to do, cuz they were too occupied
&amp;quot;saving&amp;quot;your soul from the fires of hell. Congratulations,
&lt;b&gt;YOU &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:normal;"&gt;did all this by covertly
infiltrating freedom fighter groups and then making sure they became
neutralized. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="margin-bottom:0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:normal;"&gt;Today
if someone forms a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;hermit crab&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:normal;"&gt;
club or the like, a spook like yourself will be sent to join it and
report any &amp;quot;suspicious&amp;quot; activity. For those of you who dont
feel remorse for this ~ take a tip ~ in the end you will lose. Why?
More and more of us will clear our heads of pharmaceutical toxins and
play the same spook game you play. You will eventually be outnumbered
10 million to one. Are you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;THAT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:normal;"&gt;
naive to imagine that at this moment there are`nt FBI or CIA freedom
fighters who have joined your organizations for the sole purpose of
gathering incriminating evidence to be used in court against the
lawbreakers at the top so as to awaken the people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="margin-bottom:0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:normal;"&gt;Look
at it this way, why not get on the winning side by covertly working
against your crime bosses and let them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;PAY YOU&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:normal;"&gt;
for doing it? You would`nt have to change your personality one bit
while pretending to be the same loyal agent you`ve always been. Of
course they will set traps for you to test you out, but then you`re
risking this for your kids are`nt you? After you`re dead and gone,
will your kids  ignore your foto in the attic box or bring it down
and proudly hang it on the livingroom wall? Of course you could
continue to hoodwink your kids and yourself, and if you`re a good
enough actor, or if you`ve buried your psychotic ply layers so deep
in your head that no mortal could ever find them, including yourself,
you could even go in the grave a smiling loser and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;STILL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:normal;"&gt;
have your kids proudly hang your picture on th wall. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="margin-bottom:0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:normal;"&gt;At
some point though, it may hit you, maybe on your death bed, that
you`ve spent your life as a &amp;quot;PPP&amp;quot;, or pusillanimous
poltroonish prisoner, needlessly decomposing in an imagined state of
smiling bliss inside the prison you had constructed yourself. Finally
it may sink in that you`ve squandered your life feeding fat
superfluous appendages anchored to your back, and spinning in circles
chasing your golden tail with beads and baubles attached. Then you
will f-r-o-w-n....big time. But dont fret, the same doctor who has
shortened your life by dozens of years will inject some wonderful
calming serum into your veins and then carefully study your face
waiting for that smile to return again so he can move on to the next
terminally ill patient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="margin-bottom:0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:normal;"&gt;But
rejoice, you`ll be pleased to know there is one scenario worse than
this; if you`re a childless PPP on your last day. As an
impressionable pimply teenager in school you had mistakenly said to
yourself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:normal;"&gt;&amp;quot;I love
kids too much to bring even one into this tortured world&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:normal;"&gt;,
never for one second realizing that you were saying what the
slavemasters had subliminally programmed you to think; that
self-punishment and suicide was hep ensuring that the seed of the
people who cared a bit about their fellow man became lost in th sands
of time, and that their own churchillian wimpified seed would rapidly
multiply unhindered bringing more and more noisy chaos and war on
Earth, until only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;ONE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:normal;"&gt;
plump alligator was left in the pond. It would then die of
starvation. Then to make matters worse, the&lt;/span&gt; last people you
will ever see may not even pat your arm, or allow you to pet your
beloved pet cat one last time as you prayed they would. But even &lt;b&gt;THEN&lt;/b&gt;
you forgive them and say &lt;i&gt;&amp;quot;they`re just following institution
rules&amp;quot; , &lt;/i&gt;as your senses dissipate into nothingness.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="margin-bottom:0cm;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="margin-bottom:0cm;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rock-rebellion.blogspot.com/"&gt;rock-rebellion.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="margin-bottom:0cm;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="margin-bottom:0cm;"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:jukit@hushmail.com"&gt;jukit@hushmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="margin-bottom:0cm;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="margin-bottom:0cm;"&gt;JUKIT BABALU&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="margin-bottom:0cm;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
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