I drew some stuff...

I can't decide which direction this was meant to go, they both seem so right...

Portishead - S.O.S.

One of my favorite bands of all time... Portishead... reduxing ABBA...

in a hauntingly beautiful way...

Peia Que mi medicina

This woman's voice... oh my goodness... love...

The Poet Kneads the Pain...

inconsolably I weep 

for the death of 

the wonder twins....

 for the fading rainbo.... 

even through all the shit and the pain, 

the whole world would right itself when we made peace again... 

war is a part of life... 

and our world, with war is rife... 

when we were doing good, however briefly, 

the whole universe was in order... 

a chaotic order... 

and then sometimes, a monsoon.... 

but calm again came... 

and softer was the rain... 

and it was always you... 

always you... 

and me... 

and now that journey is through... 

and I cry... 

oh how I cry... 

the tears of a thousand lives lived together.... 

a thousand deaths died alone... 

a thousand chances to atone... 

maybe the in next one we'll do better... 

--MX

NOT GOODBYE... BON VOYAGE...

and yet... now.. in this moment.. 

i find myself missing you... will it ever stop??

will i ever get to the point that you are at? 

at being so certain this is what we should be doing? 

at being so certain we should no longer be?

i miss our love 

I miss it so much...

I don't miss the hate

or the lies 

or the secrets

or the pain... 

but I miss... 

you and me... 

every song i hear reminds me of  you

every book on every shelf in this room...

every moment of every day... 

I miss... 

...you... 

i will always love you... 

even if it was never meant for forever... 

I don't want another ... 

I have always just wanted YOU...

 the best version of you...

 to love me always... and to treasure me... 

because you are the only one who ever did... 

and then... 

well,

 we both lost sight of the gift we had in the both of us...

--MX

THRONE OF THORNS

The union of opposites

Suffering the same affliction

Struggling with the same addiction

To each other...

Why can't harmony come to stay?

Do we really keep it at bay?

Can the past really ever stay that way?

My selfishness is my shackle

My crown of thorns is self-sacrifice

I have love and yet cannot see it

Nor the forest for the trees

I love him and he loves me

I hurt him and he hurts me

He hurts him and I hurt me

What is the lesson of this life?

Can there be freedom from the strife?

Will we ever find the treasures we seek?

Only to realize one day

When the love has disappeared

That it was simply here all this time?

--MX

FLOOD

The rain outside, 

She pours, she pounds

As if the Earth Herself

Wept with me...

The crashing thunder echoes 

The beats of my breaking heart

The street has turned to river

Washing away the muck and mire

I wish it would wash away my desire

My yearning for what once was

For what could still be...

For the way we held hands

For the laughter and the Rapture

For the warm Lover's embrace

For the ecstasy that came...when WE did...

For the love that has been all but lost... 

For the memory of joy and pain...

For these the Earth weeps with me

So that she may wash away my pain

All that is lost, all that is missing

.... my Rainbo...

--MX

At home with Hang Massive - EP01 ( HD )

Essere Molto Indulgente

I want to forgive, so that I can move on

So I can remember what hurt me and learn, 

From it, what to avoid, what to notice

I don't want to be lied to anymore

I don't want to be fooled

I don't want to ever allow that to happen

Again

I want to find my way through this muck 

Of Despair

And rise up singing

I want to find my art

Write my story and

Free my soul

I want to love my body

In all its imperfection 

Because perfection is predictable

And I no longer wish to be

I will embrace the Goddess, the Banshee

The Madonna and The Virgin and the Sacred Whore

And I will dance with demons 

And make love to Gods

For I 

Am

Alive

--MX

Traffic sign makes people do the Monty Python Silly Walk

How fun!! this would be great at school crossings! the kids would have so much fun!! And it could totally promote safer driving in school zones. leave it to Norway... Slartibartfasts' masterpiece ;)

just sayin... ;)

Join Mater X, Cari Lee Miller and Kira Young for THE MOON LODGE!!!

http://podcaststorage.weebly.com/the-moon-lodge/the-moon-lodge-episode-2-kira-cari-lee-and-mater-x
Visit Kira's blog Psycopaths in Charge https://kyoung4.wordpress.com/
And Cari Lee's newest website: Recipe for Anarchy http://www.recipeforanarchy.com/

There's a spot

In the sky

'Bout five miles high

And two miles wide

Glowing rainbows

A burst of cosmic flavor

More than words 

Lasting moments

Dissolving into sunset

And for a split second

There is hope and beauty

A world full of chance

And fresh from regret

                                                ~MX

The Cyclops of Oakland

His angry rant is still going

From the night before

"Might as well get drunk",

He grumbles afoul

The cats who've adopted him

Get soup

~MX

POINT

I lost myself today

Let it all get under my skin

My heart, she aches

With frustration and guilt

I feel the life I had

Slipping away

Down to the depths 

Of the Sea of Resentments

The Isle of Pain

What happened to me?

I used to LIVE

And now I lament

How lost and troubled

And conflicted i am

Crazy and confused

Full of delusions

A mission of granduer

Unsure of where to begin

Who AM I? Why am I here?

Maiden, matron, mother, crone

Sister, daugher, wife at home

A archonic vessel 

Bitch, witch, 

Psycho sexy shaman

Warrior Woman

Special and gifted

With wit, wisdom and words

It is now my time 

To rekindle the fire within

To throw off the shackles

Of self doubt and fear

To find my song 

My star to shine bright

Time to be my own hero 

To choose happiness 

To change my history, my story

~MX

What has happened to the students?

http://globalvoicesonline.org/2014/10/11/is-history-repeating-itself-in-mexico-with-the-ayotzinapa-tragedy/

Is History Repeating Itself in Mexico with the Ayotzinapa Tragedy? · Global Voices

Global Voices

Just last September, local police in Iguala attacked a group of students from the Rural School in Ayotzinapa, killing six and wounding seventeen. Another 25 people—perhaps more—simply vanished.

It is time to get outraged now... This is SO WRONG!

These folks wanted to do with what they had... bureaucrats had other ideas...

http://21stcenturywire.com/2014/01/03/la-county-governments-attack-on-solar-powered-homes/

We are one world...

 

Racism is TAUGHT... We are ALL ONE until someone tells us that we aren't... This kind of social experiment would have the PC police in an uproar but we could all do with a better way to look at one another...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VeK759FF84s

ODE by Arthur O'Shaughnessy

We are the music makers

And we are the dreamers of dreams

Wandering by lone sea breakers 

And sitting by desolate streams

World losers and world foresakers

On whom the pale moon gleams

Yet WE are the movers and shakers

Of the world forever it seems

With wonderful deathless ditties

We build up the world's great cities

And out of a fabulous story

We fashion an empire's glory

One man with a dream at pleasure

Shall go forth and conquer a crown

And three with a new song's measure

Can trample an empire down

We in the ages of dying

In the buried past fo the Earth

Built Nineveh with our sighing 

And Babel itself with our mirth

And o'erthrew them with prophesying

To the old of a new world's worth

For each age is a dream that is dying

Or one that is coming to birth.,,,

~This poem is a clarion call to us truth seekers and world changers. Huzzah!!
 ~MX

Rick Simpson returns to The Middle Chamber!!

 http://recordings.talkshoe.com/TC-132816/TS-936101.mp3

The Hostess with the Mostest, Mater X talks with Rick Simpson: Hemp Oil Healer and author of "Phoenix Tears--The Rick Simpson Story", available on his website http://phoenixtears.ca/

Mr. Simpson is seen by many to be of an Angelic nature, mostly due to the fact that he has quite literally given away his healing hemp oil, and healed thousands suffering from cancer, diabetes, glaucoma--you name it--simply for the end result of healing his human brothers and sisters, and their pets, because it is only right to help one who needs it. His mission: to bring change to the existing laws surrounding hemp/cannabis and the pharmaceutical monopoly on our health while at the same time suppressing true healing in favor of profit, exposing the greed mongers who are the pharmaceutical/medical industry hell bent on keeping us sick while telling us they heal.

It was my honor to speak with Mr. Simpson and to talk about the massive healing effects of Hemp Oil, and how it can be used to treat and in some cases CURE cancer, MS, epilepsy, chronic skin conditions, and a whole host of other ailments, given us by the Great Spirit that created us all.
Not to be confused with Hemp Seed Oil that can be purchased at many a whole food market, Mr Simpson's Hemp Oil is made from the essential oil from the "Buds" of high grade Indica Marijuana plants, in my opinion one of the most intricate and beautiful expressions of natural beauty. This is by far one of my most passionate interests and I have been in full favor of complete decriminalization of marijuana and hemp for all uses medicinal, industrial of about 25-50,000 ways, and recreational, including cultivation practically all my life. Rick Simpson is a HERO of the highest order.

This was my third time talking with Rick. We first got together for a pre-interview prior to our chat on American Freedom Radio in 2012, then got 2 more hours in!!
Click the links below to catch up :)

http://freeman.theanomalieschannel.com/Rick-Simpson-Mater-X-11-8-2012.mp3

http://recordings.talkshoe.com/TC-132816/TS-883959.mp3

Enjoy and thanks for listening! Let's talk about Hemp Baby!

And of course, don't believe us, look it up for yourself. Hemp Heals. Plain and simple.

Echoes On Acid

I am an alien

A female prototype

In a human shell

A vessel utilized

To survey the life

On this 3rd rock

Through the eyes

Of an Earthling

The eyes of a human

I've lived 1,000 lives

I'll live 1,000 more

Until the great work

Is complete

Sometimes I have feelings

That this is all a dream

Created in a lab somewhere

Future or past

My memories are fragments

Pieces of someone else's dreams

It's like I've been injected

With some hallucinatory compound

An everlasting dream state

Perhaps I've done nothing

But live, work, talk, eat, sleep

Seen nothing, seen anything

And in my dream state I live

So that I might figure it out

This desire to learn to live

This desire to see all that I 

Can see in this world

To learn how people live

How people love people

Because it seems sometimes

Out of my reach...

~MX