True Patriotism, in the Planetary Age

This writing is for all, and Obama.  It’s baser motivation is to explain why I do not support Obama.  It’s greater motivation is to set a new standard for him and all public servants. I still think him a good man. I still have some small glimmer of hope he may change his ways. But I think him a coward. He has been compared to Lincoln, without having a shred of kind courage.  He was a popular president… who could have started an unstoppable effort to actually save our country.  Now he finds himself trailing millions of citizens who have taken the fight for liberty to the streets – men and women who have given up everything to save their country.  The most powerful man America, should not be one of the last to make such sacrifice…. he has made none of significance as far as I can tell.  Possibly this is out of some rational long term strategy, but that’s not what a leader does.  A leader inspires and forges new territory… Beurocrats plan long term rational strategy.  Please read this speech of Lincoln, and ask yourself if who today measures up to such a standard… They are the Transcendent Fathers and Mothers of our country.  They are the Guardians of Mother Earth

The following is Lincoln’s speech on Dec. 26, 1839 to the bankers who were swindling our young country. If Obama could find such a voice and courage in himself, I may find some faith in him… If Obama made such a public oath, as I will when I return from my recruitment trip from Bard back to Liberty Square, I will support him fully. I will protect him as a president… because all who have tread this path – elected, running, or leading successfully – have been either murdered or systematically cut out from our reality.

“[A debate opponent] confidently predicts, that every State in the Union will vote for Mr. Van Buren at the next Presidential election. Address that argument to cowards and to knaves; with the free and the brave it will effect nothing. It may be true; if it must, let it. Many free countries have lost their liberty; and ours may lose hers; but if she shall, be it my proudest plume, not that I was the last to desert, but that I never deserted her. I know that the great volcano at Washington, aroused and directed by the evil spirit that reigns there, belching forth the lava of political corruption, in a current broad and deep, which is sweeping with frightful velocity over the whole length and breadth of the land, bidding fair to leave no green spot or living thing, while on its bosom are riding like demons on the waves of Hell, the imps of that evil spirit, and fiendishly taunting all those who dare resist its destroying course, with the hopelessness of their effort; and knowing this, I cannot deny that all may be swept away. Broken by it, I, too, may be; bow to it I never will.

“The probability that we may fall in the struggle ought not to deter us from the support of a cause we believe to be just; it shall not deter me. If ever I feel the soul within me elevate and expand to those dimensions not wholly unworthy of its Almighty Architect, it is when I contemplate the cause of my country, deserted by all the world beside, and I standing up boldly and alone and hurling defiance at her victorious oppressors. Here, without contemplating consequences, before High heaven, and in the face of the world, I swear eternal fidelity to the just cause, as I deem it, of the land of my life, my liberty and my love. And who, that thinks with me, will not fearlessly adopt the oath I take. Let none falter, who thinks he is right, and we may succeed. But, if after all, we shall fail, be it so. We still shall have the proud consolation of saying to our consciences, and to the departed shade of our country’s freedom, that the cause approved of our judgment, and adored of our hearts, in disaster, in chains, in torture, in death, we never faltered in defending.”

I personally took such an oath ages ago.  It is a kind of oath beyond words.  My oath expands beyond our dear country to Mother Earth and to God.  Such sane, brave patriotism only strengthens when it expands to all humanity and the Creator of humanity.  I uphold all our public servants to such a standard… and aim to let those who do not, decay under the old, evil apparatus, that is destined to fall, which bears wounds from our bravest of founding fathers who fought without hesitation to the end.  We are all public servants, and we can all rise to such a standard of excellence.  Lincoln is not the first public servant to take such an oath, and I will not be the last.  Our country has a great history of committment to good, often overlooked.

I ask President Obama take such oath with God as a witness.  That he share some unique variation, to inspire and solidify in him a noble commitment to our country, humanity, Earth and God that all can be in awe of.  That he come down to the Occupations, and show true courage.  That he rise to the time, take his rightful place in history, as a fighter for liberty, as a Transcendent Father of our country, along side the Transcendent Fathers and Mothers of Liberty Plaza, Oakland, DC.  That he take his rightful place in history as a fighter for humanity, as a Guardian of Mother Earth, along side those of us in Liberty Plaza, Oakland, DC, Tahrir, Madrid, Honduras, Bolivia, Colombia etc.

I ask you to do the same.  And I urge you to recognize.  That those who stand in our way, who thwart our efforts, will go down in history eternally as cowards.  That this time is ripe, and grave.  That there is something much larger than any one of us, that we must humble ourselves to work for.  The idle imaginings and distractions that keep us from rising, standing for our country and for our dying planet, are our own.  I do not ask for all to take to the streets, but I ask that they turn off whatever keeps them asleep, stagnant.  That they activate themselves for a greater cause, in whatever capacity pleases them the most… dare I ask that they activate themselves for the greatest cause, to unite humanity in this global effort to save life and create harmony.  That in such a role, one’s work is literally an act of worship for life and this precious existence.  That they will find no better Occupation than that.  Such a role comes from a spiritual awareness and grows from there.  In such a time, such a spiritual laziness is akin to the worst atrocity a humankind is capable of.  Because such laxity enables the worst human atrocities.

Activate to enable the greatest human potentials.  Join us.  Join the human family.  You are not alone.  We are not alone.  We are all doing this together.  The greatest work any human has ever been gifted by God.

Allahu-abha, Blessings, Amen

Occupy The Conference Call

So here’s why I’m not updating too often.  Right now, as usual, I’m sitting in a room with freaking incredible people… making history at Occupy Wall Street.

We have 90 People’s Assemblies from all over the United States ON THE SAME CONFERENCE CALL!!!!! We’re having the first ever break out GA work event.  Utter insanity.  It looks like this, but more diverse, more second hand clothes, and a smartphone.

Posting this inbetween listening to the break out report backs.  Making plans to create our own internet – – coordinating national actions, and cracking the occasional joke because this is so freagin awesome.

Much love!!! 90 People’s Assemblies working as one highly distributed swarm of freaking unstopable positive change.  Spring is going to be nuts.

Over and out


Yesterday I woke with a temperature of 95 degrees.  Uncontrollable convulsions and completely drenched clothes.  Took about an hour of space blanket/Chinese medicine/hot food treatment to get back to normal.

Found out about the article about me in the New York Observer. I thought I’d be done w/ bullies after kindergarden…. But apparently the Observer is just that.  Many of the journalists here told me, “don’t mind it – the NYObserver is a hunk a shit with no credibility and high turnover rate.”

Working now on 11/11/11 live stream event for the world. Stay tuned 🙂


❤ Tedward



So all my shtuff’s been stolen, wallet, backpack, powerbook, ipad. erything. .. . but I’ll keep going. Just wrote this short flo in the last few minutes to express that. It’ll change probably and is likely to be full of spelling screwups. I hope you enjoy it 🙂

Nascent days of the Occupation
rebuilding the city on a hill nation
King of the hill patience
I’ll never have my fill,
non complacent
Aint no replacin
the soul of humanity’s wakin
With techntonic quakin
Billionare CEO confidence breakin
Police state flankin
Toxic stocks tankin
Revolutionary still goin with bloodshot eyes bakin

Even with all my lyrics stolen
I keep floin
Bhuddist non attachment keeps it goin
my flows keep comin
like a spring
As loud as an Arab sings
while overthroin crookid kings
Center holdin the movement with Pitanko rings
Keeping the balance like a guido Spring flings

I dream everything
but I never dreamed this
Every day’s reminiscent of moments of Ayahuasca bliss
Like my mind’s finally been kissed
With the grace of God I’ll be strong as his fist
Crushing the castles of greed while creating the new RSS feed                                                           that spread the vibrations of truth for which our saviors bleed

The kind that we pray for on our knees
That’s the creed
Everything else, we don’t need
Everything else, is nothing
And like all of our ancestors before… we are building something                                                        fitting of the heaven we are destined to breath, breed, and feed into existence

Like the kinding of the first fire
Fear is just resistance
to an unstopable change                                                                                                                  Liberty Square is the nexus of that’s always strange evolution                                                              From passion into active revolution                                                                                                               Got problems with the world? Well join us and be the solution

Otherwise suffer being achrived as the mental/spiritual pollution                                                    we are cleaning from Mother Earth                                                                                                                                 Prove what you’re worth…                                                                                                         Which is infinitely more powerful than the star dust dirt                                                               That makes our conscious spirit flirt                                                                                      between stages of birth death and rest

It’s all a test anyway
So pass it in flying red white and blue colors today
Get off your ass and chant
the songs which destroy the thought he, she, we us can’t
Because we can, and we are
The question is if you can see that far