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by Peek Crackers, Contributor

In god we trust:  G-O-D – Guns Oil Drugs?

The Power of this paper drives fear so deep that we kill each other off just to have more ink.
Ever really think about it?  We work so hard and give away the moments that count most in life just for that paper money with no real value.
I would have to say it is the biggest cause of death in the world as we know it.
We can’t eat it, we can’t drink it, we can’t make love with it. It’s a note of diluted time and labor.
The real Bank

The Fancy economists call it a “medium of exchange”.  It’s just a nice way to say “trade ya”.
So it withers down our lives into small little useless numbers that hold an invisible value of nothing.
Once you start to break it down to the “square root”, debit is what you will see, But what kind of debit? What is it that you owe?
It is in our heads, our hearts, our homes, our children…and it’s 100% toxic. The stress of money alone can kill a person and people kill out of need for money. The “waltz of the dead”. One leads, One follows.

The reproduction of fiat paper has  asexual life line just like a parasite worm

This worthless paper is so bound into our sexual desires we go into depressions over it. And what is “depression”?  I read somewhere that it was the emotion of anger inside out, and anger caused by hurt.

Its allure is more powerful than sex, more controlling than religion and greater than most people’s dreams.
Once money has had its twisted Ménage à Trois and leaving the ego limp with its ever growing consumption, it starts seeking its next mental orgasm, splashing its invisible superiority over our minds for a prize ribbon of competitive achievement.
Like looking in the Mirror
The imaginary cheerleading squad for men’s minds has low cut tops and the smallest of kilts. They are hoping for that one hi leg kick so they can have that money shot, then it’s time to Fist pump the air liking a fucking idiot trying to get the blood to flow into his arm while having a stroke.
The Lady’s version comes with extra tight schlong-hugger 70’s dance pants that give that nice rounded look to the fat storage area on your body called the “ass”…Gyrating in a salsa rhythmic motion waiting for that vulgar hip thrust that symbolizes completion. *Whoot whoot*  is the female lame hash tag! They glimmer on the seduction of the imaginary accomplishment.
Buy your Image
Head to Kenya and let’s call a 90 day stay over at ego anonymous.  A great wake up for the Hi five-in’  pee brains. Let’s see if that humbles their inflated fiat paper filled heads.
The Paper is So strong It now can take down whole countries with its dividing reach that makes an invisible bull ring around its prey.
YO! You Feeling me BITCH?

The paper is making sure that it has hooked each person,  city,  state, country, so that builds feelings of isolation and alone-ness with such dependency.

Using its invisible power and thrusting into populations, turning them into a frenzy and eating up all the free hand outs like a locust swarm….mowing down on every self mutating grasp of individuality and responsibility.

Just Suckers
So hard to give up the paper when none is to be had. When there is too much paper, the force of all its weight grinds down a modern civilization to savage primitive behavior detergents acting like neanderthal hunters swinging clubs and dragging their knuckles, pulling every shitty chunk of useless junk back to the cave.
  The sweeping of ego into the trash
The paper note punches down on people much harder than the printing press it was created on. Its relentless pounding and pushing its GOD like image with force the world addiction to everything. Stamping, hammering it into our brains like a ball of fresh hot wax only for it to cool and crack.
People bounce and move like they have the laser red dot of a loaded gun pointed with its cross hairs set dead straight on everyone’s forehead. If they stop ducking and dodging they will be pistol whipped mentally through Government institutions as a reminder of the hookers they have become to the delusional pimp Donny Dollar with the butter fly collar. They better work those streets for that selfish addiction ego hustle and sell their soul on that Conner of dirt, and make sure you keep spending and borrowing…’Till debit do us part.
Who’s playing the Organ
Its becomes Stockholm syndrome in hearts to an image of normalizing the profound and rude behavior, like having to perform like seals clapping for small dead fish at sea world, or fighting over popcorn like seagulls for the entertainment of fat old men on a park bench. We come back for more of any scraps they throw at us.
I have heard thousands of times over the years, “Money is not everything” as that very same person starts complaining on how shit their life is as their inner struggles and divided concepts and conclusions have nothing grounded and solid. There always has to be a new need in the modern day of this north American human. As soon as time can be well spent, the endless desperation of needing drives them crazy.
 “No time because of work”. “Not enough to buy things for the children.” “Education costs too much.” Bla bla bla.  But hey! Money’s nothing!
The tree of broken dream
Watch as parents go into such a mental debate for their own selfish gratitude conversing about their children, bragging to any one that will listen on how smart the kids are in a schooling system that was set up to keep them from learnin . This ass-backwards in-line of thinking goes on and on. School to make us dumb, Food that takes from our health, Jobs that never give us any fruits of labor.
Think about that for one second. The more you learn in that system the less you really know. You Might want to take a second look what you are bragging about. Not one oz of critical thinking. Full reliance on Paper that paid for a Paper to tell you You’re smart.
As they scrape away the uncomfortable layers of what they wanted for another human, because heeeyyy, they know Best!.. As they do not reflect on slaving to a crack of a whip in the web of the Illusion.

The real money printers

I laugh when someone tells me how smart their children are in the schooling system…such pride of being graded in the performance of another person’s diction. All the regurgitation of conditional molding in the frame of your enslavers’ world. You have the the freedom to do what you’re told…as the children are now fully enslaved and dependent on a false and misleading dream. Donny dollar waits for his new work force to mature with a large charming smile.


Why bring a gun to a paper fight?
I once heard a small businessman tell me that he was beat to death in a legal suit by the opposing party “killing him with paper”.  All I could see in my mind’s eye  was a man being swatted like a hand shy dog, cowering with its head scrunched down never knowing what angle the next harsh blow will come from with a rolled up news paper. What he meant was he didn’t have the money to follow threw with his law suit and lost all of what he thought was important. 5 years he fought and lost 10 years off his life with stress.
Support our Illusion! 

Very sad that without even a single paper cut, so much blood can fall upon the earth. The ink spreads its toxic mindset through a vast network of veins called banks. Each one of these junctions clogs up the poison  and drips it into our spirit in such quiet evil way. Never getting the blame, just as some sort of non-complying accessory that has no fault in the crime. If all debit was paid off the system would crash. Only 3 countries left without central banks. Iran, Syria, North Korea.

Feed your ego at the all you can eat Paper buffet
The weight loss clinic for the mind will be the next big trend in years to come. The weight of the over sized ego and all its extra fat fake thoughts of one’s self will be forced to cope with the Illusion imploding. The oversized Fat heads to match the over sized Fat asses of North Americans will be the mother of all break downs. Their heads adding stress that cycles by eating to add weight to their asses then put’s the stress on their hearts.
Why is that any different than having  all the extra body fat?
Stress is a killer and you have to look and see what’s causing that stress.
Call it “The consciousness Jenny Craig diet” minus the fake hooters and hair extensions.
Your spirit needs to breathe but your big fat ego is in the way… think of men can’t see their own ding dong due to the protruding stomach area. The less you have emotionally, the more your spirit will gain. The lean, always hungry spirit is a force that knows no boundaries. There is your fucking buffet! More than you can ever eat up.
Trust in that!

Only a heart of love … Peek Crackers




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  1. * Bravo!…Here’s a complimentary quote: “$$$ is a promissory note from a PRIVATE corporation…altho professed otherwise, it is not backed by anything of value. The entire economy is based upon the shell game of the illusory shuffling of I.O.U notes, which only exist because of our ‘Belief’ that it’s reality!…We have all allowed a devious & mendacious PRIVATE corporation to parasitize our $$$ supply & insidiously & artfully manipulated us to swallow, ‘hook-line & sinker’, the “Grand Illusion” of the demonically connived Satanic spell of ‘DEBT & INTEREST’…an invisible ‘One-Sided- Agreement’… that surreptitiously & slyly slipped on the leg-irons of our ultimate enslavement….chained within the fine print of the contrived concept of- ‘DEBT’- a suffocating prevarication, that can never be repaid.”

    • LOL Thanks Alex.. Crazy the grip that nothingness can have eh? Maybe one day people will say you worked all day for a paper note ? nutters .. Thanks ((( Alex)) maple Beaver man hug!

      • * … Your eclectic irreverence & candor is compelling & always fresh from the source of your uncompromising visage…far & away from the ‘repeaters’…rock on amigo!

  2. Peek~ What a magnificent opening salvo Brother! Absolutely made me want to burn the cash in my wallet in solidarity with your ideas, to rage against the machine, and toss our sabot into its workings. It’s clear to see that the great shining lie will have no safe haven in Crackerville, well done!

      • Well I thought that I could stagger on to such a kind and loving web site like this one . Most sites i have been on I feel Like local drunk ranting on about how the government is trying to steal everything in our life and every person he try’s explain to blows him off . This bar of enlightenment had a Bar tender that not only understood gave me a warm bowl of soap and hug to go with it.. Thank you Zen You are great soul your open mind and true understanding is what we need more of in this world.((( massive man hug with a pinch on your right ass cheek )) got lighten the mood up some how

        • Ha! Don’t bruise me, dude…)))). Hey, if there’s no love there’s nothin’….keep on good man!! So will I, and many others!!

    • Chautauqua .. A huge Peek Thank you Sir,.. Felling ya man!
      Yes I hope Crackervill will lay the truth smack down on evil Illusions we have been fed and condition to live by. Its such a fake parasitical selfish mind set. “whats in for me” is set by default and its Keep on trucking hookers from that point on till death. Thanks again Chau..(( man hug ))

  3. It is difficult growing up in a time of uncertainty within so many different levels of life. Being a young adult on the verge of entering the “working world” and all of its made up demands and expectations is exhausting. But, what I found most difficult is realization that it has all been an allusion – but there is no undoing of what I have now realized. Personally, I don’t think I would have it any other way. I guess the question I must ask is if I continue within this man made reality, or rid myself of all of its evils and stress.
    Very inspirational post! I have always enjoyed your no bullshit, cut-throat nature!

    • J I am feeling ya .. Its a real kick in the pooper knowing its all a hoax with our own perception being used as the punch line and at this point in my life There is no more room for bullshit..(( J ))) Thanks for your very kind words .

  4. I hope this actually breaks though to those suffering from cognitive dissonance. The original definition of “apocalypse” was “revealing”, as in having a “revelation”, and the biggest fear of those that try to keep every person on this rock hurtling through space under control is the “apocalypse” of a “grand awakening” by those they seek to control….
    Share this with your friends, answer the questions they may have, and “be the change you wish to see in the world”…..

    • Love the gandhi quote .. I have that set as my email “finisher” if thats what you call it. “grand awakening” from the Garnd Illusion.. remember that song by rock band Styx “But don’t be fooled by the radio
      The TV or the magazines
      They show you photographs of how your life should be
      But they’re just someone else’s fantasy
      So if you think your life is complete confusion
      Because you never win the game
      Just remember that it’s a Grand illusion
      And deep inside we’re all the same.
      We’re all the same…” Thank you for comment

  5. Wonderful post Peek and the artwork is Crackers! You’ve intrigued me from the beginning. I could always glean from yours posts that you are an intelligent, clever and caring soul. The delivery of humor with your right-on insights really pack a punch. And your original and entertaining influx of ideas only add to an already stellar website.

    • pisces222 ..your comment’s park me on my ass with kindness, your reply’s always bring back the kindness in people, just when i think there is none.. In my imaginary internet world of verbal truth… my scales of justice often weight heavy with the selfishness i see in so many. You all ways weight the sale down on the right with kindness and love being your heavy stones. Thanks for “grounding” me in this lighting storm of negative energy . (((( huge Peek ebonics Hug))) Love your responses

      • @ Peek & pisces222
        Well, it takes one to know one…I know its a cliché but I like it!
        @ Peek,
        You never seem to stop impressing me! Keep them comming…cause your mind blowing! Don’t stop the pounding … everyone needs awaking! The paper is destroying…mother nature crying. My brothers and sisters dying…over paper airplane flying!

  6. BSD spins, does the splits and pops up to give Peekers a high five! Well done my friend. Stockholm Syndrome is a great analogy and spot on. Keep up the good fight Peekers, you are an inspiration as is Zen. The more chains we can break with regards to the sleeping shadow watchers, the casters of illusory tail chasing deceptions, then the closer we get to there being some semblance of being a free species. What a journey this life is. Choose to make wise and fruitful decisions with love being your driving force no matter what the outcome maybe, only then will the 100th monkey have a fighting chance at hearing our cry. Fantastic and very thought provoking Peekers. Again, well done sir!


    • Peeks flips on the disco ball ! ..points the spot light on BSD…. sings ” Oh do a little dance, make a little love Get down tonight, get down tonight”
      Yes the never ending world of the paper humpers ,dry humping every speck of dust that floats in the air. It it moves Hump it! and they hump till they cant hump no more , but there’s pill’s for that … now its full blown zombie humping bath salt snorting whack jobs all seeking some sort of remedy to they’re sick mind fucking of them selves. I am glad you in the good fight my friend..start bitch slapping these coma toast fuckers.. Lots of love and thank you so much for your comment .http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LHEsE9yN2CY&noredirect=1

  7. Very inspirational and fantastically presented!
    We have all lived, journeyed and lost our way through this illusionary landscape of clever diabollically inked paper landscape, only to come back full circle to where we started, but emptier for the experience.
    Needlessly hungry
    A truer portrait of the reality of this dead end could not have been better illustrated.
    When we begin to see things more clearly, illusion can not stand in the light of reason and truth, and as the mists of trickery and lies that envellop us at every turn, stop light, aisle in the grocery store, empty head box, (oh i mean TV) begin to fade and roll back, things and people appear exactly as they are, and suddenly a piece of paper is just a piece of paper again.
    Zoom out from this paper, to your room, your house, the city above you, your province or state, your country, your continent, your planet, ever border is defined by a bigger and bigger pile of butchered stained tree, (oh yeah, money…right) all of these boundaries, expanding in a never ending spiral, a carousal of blissful insanity…and zoom back in, instead of at the borders and names of things and places, but of the people there.
    And what do we see….

  8. Shutup slave and pay your irrecusable obligation, for using federal reserve notes
    path to freedom 12USC411 and 12USC501a

  9. Very nice, Mr. Crackers.

    Like you, I find myself constantly asking; Who do we owe it to?

    Back when money was invented (whatever form it was), and somebody decided it would be a good idea to give it to somebody else for safe-keeping was when everything went haywire. Very stupid idea. Wish either you or I coulda been there when it happened to let everybody know that: ‘Maybe this isn’t such a good idea.’

    Jesus tried, I guess.

    But then, we wouldn’t need a bunch of arrogant priests and officials to get in on the scheme and invent religion and govern(mental) authority (both are an insult to holy spirit) to get suckers to worship in the accountants’ paper temple.

  10. what pa$$ion, Peek!!

    You ever wonder how America accomplished so much so fast? a couple of hundred years is just a drop in the bucket. ok the industrial revolution had a lot to do with it, I guess. I just can’t wrap my head around this. It occurred to me during a trolly tour of boston that the USA is nothing more than a place to launder money. It came to me as we passed the Federal Reserve Bank of Boston when the trolly driver says “if you look on the right you will see the washboard building — does anyone know why they call it that?” Oh Oh Oh I do I do!! “is it because that’s where they launder all the money?” Everyone laughed. I told him I wanted half of his tips on the way out!


  11. Great post Peek. I am glad you found a community that in on the same frequency of awareness as you. I am sure it was disconcerting to say the least talking to most people still buzzing in the hive. I have found a lot of comfort recently reading the writings or the life stories of those aware souls who went before.

  12. I think this is a great site, and enjoyed the post Peek. I am fairly new to this way of thinking and am happy to say I am waking up. I can relate to this post in many ways. Since a kid I was brought up in this illusion to think that doing good and being obedient in school would get me a job that will bring wealth and happiness in life. I can now step outside in daily life and really say that is not the case. Being a university student today and stepping into the work force is suddenly not as easy as it is presented to be, and life is even harder than they tell you. Everyone has a very expensive piece of paper that says they are smart because they repeated the information they wanted us to learn. I feel like every institution is a scam and out for one thing, …more money. It is sad that so many people live their lives and die at the hands of paper money, something that carries no true value. I agree with the ego bit, people think they can buy their way into being accepted in society, meanwhile there is something deeper that is so often overlooked. Spirituality and being connected and right with oneself is something I am just discovering and think is too common of problem. It is people like you and sites like this that speak the truth carrying positive thoughts for the future. Thanks.


    • Gym..go back into my site for my articles on waking up and consciousness. (I’m reorganizing soon.) There’s material that will encourage you and spur you along I think. Gotta feed that light that’s breaking through. Much love, Zen

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