no future? RISE UP.

NO FUTURE

"God save the queen, we mean it man.
There is no future in England's dreaming.
No future for you, no foture for me.
No future, no future, for you."
"God save the queen, we mean it, man
There is no future in England's dreaming
No future for you, no future for me
No future, no future for you"

Nobody is reading, nobody is listening. 
I am reading a TERRy pOST.
and the void sounds back.

I am feeling pretty vacant. PRETTY
VACANT

ANDI don't care. I DON'T CARE. DON'T CARE.

I read a Susan post. 

Work. More work. 
No walks.  No exercise. 
No real feeling of accomplishment other than not falling off of a mental treadmill. 
NO outlet
NO OUTLET

There is a SIGN
ENERGY.
STOP ENERGY.

We are on the edge
We are on the edge

NOT LE OUT...
We are pushed to the limits of reason.
CHAINS. WE ARE IN CHAINS.
BLUES
CONSTRAINTS.

WELCOME
STOP.YELL.SHRIEK. RAGE. CRY.STOP.YELL.SHRIEK. RAGE. CRY.STOP.YELL.SHRIEK. RAGE. CRY.STOP.YELL.SHRIEK. RAGE. CRY.STOP.YELL.SHRIEK. RAGE. CRY.STOP.YELL.SHRIEK. RAGE. CRY.

RISE.RISE.
UP.RISE.
UP.RISE.
UP.RISE.
UP.RISE.
UP.
UP.
I read a thank you post. A SUSAN POST. IT Had an idea.  It was a connection. It was the idea.

Read a TERRY post. 

It speaks of an enclosure that we are closing our kids in.
It speaks of freedom lost.


There is a connection in all this... ANGER.  We are reaching our limits. We are reaching our limits. 

I have hope. 

I have hope in anger.  

HOPE.  FUcking hope. The fucking hope is in the anger.the anger.

IT's yOU.the anger.

IT's yOU.the anger.

IT's yOU.the anger.

IT's yOU.the anger.

IT's yOU.

IT's yOU.

IT's yOU.

IT's yOU.

IT's yOU.

ANGER IS AN ENERGYANGER IS AN ENERGYANGER IS AN ENERGYANGER IS AN ENERGYANGER IS AN ENERGYANGER IS AN ENERGYANGER IS AN ENERGYANGER IS AN ENERGYANGER IS AN ENERGYANGER IS AN ENERGYANGER IS AN ENERGYANGER IS AN ENERGYANGER IS AN ENERGYANGER IS AN ENERGYANGER IS AN ENERGY

ANGER IS AN ENERGYANGER IS AN ENERGYANGER IS AN ENERGYANGER IS AN ENERGYANGER IS AN ENERGY

“Anger is an energy. It really bloody is. It’s possibly the most powerful one-liner I’ve ever come up with. When I was writing the Public Image Ltd song ‘Rise’, I didn’t quite realize the emotional impact that it would have on me, or anyone who’s ever heard it since. I wrote it in an almost throwaway fashion, off the top of my head, pretty much when I was about to sing the whole song for the first time, at my then new home in Los Angeles. It’s a tough, spontaneous idea. ‘Rise’ was looking at the context of South Africa under apartheid. I’d be watching these horrendous news reports on CNN, and so lines like ‘They put a hotwire to my head, because of the things I did and said’, are a reference to the torture techniques that the apartheid government was using out there. Insufferable. You’d see these reports on TV and in the papers, and feel that this was a reality that simply couldn’t be changed. So, in the context of ‘Rise’, ‘Anger is an energy’ was an open statement, saying, ‘Don’t view anger negatively, don’t deny it – use it to be creative.’ I combined that with another refrain, ‘May the road rise with you’. When I was growing up, that was a phrase my mum and dad – and half the surrounding neighbourhood, who happened to be Irish also – used to say. ‘May the road rise, and your enemies always be behind you!’ So it’s saying, ‘There’s always hope’, and that you don’t always have to resort to violence to resolve an issue. Anger doesn’t necessarily equate directly to violence. Violence very rarely resolves anything. In South Africa, they eventually found a relatively peaceful way out. Using that supposedly negative energy called anger, it can take just one positive move to change things for the better. When I came to record the song properly, the producer and I were arguing all the time, as we always tend to do, but sometimes the arguing actually helps; it feeds in. When it was released in early 1986, ‘Rise’ then became a total anthem, in a period when the press were saying that I was finished, and there was nowhere left for me to go. Well, there was, and I went there. Anger is an energy. Unstoppable.” 
― John Lydon, Anger is an Energy: My Life Uncensored

MAHA via SHYAM adds another refrain. 

RISE

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise. 

Maya Angelou