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THE CORPORATION
Since the late 18th century American legal decision that the business corporation organizational model is legally a person, it has become a dominant economic, political and social force around the globe. This film takes an in-depth psychological examination of the organization model through various case studies. What the study illustrates is that in the its behaviour, this type of "person" typically acts like a dangerously destructive psychopath without conscience. Furthermore, we see the profound threat this psychopath has for our world and our future, but also how the people with courage, intelligence and determination can do to stop it. -imdb

its three hours long but it split up into three parts and well worth it.

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black hammock

i want to build a home with my hands
i want splinters in my feet
i want to build a home with my hands
i want to put out the fire with my feet
i want to build a town on my belly
i want to watch it beneath my chin
i want to grow a town on by belly
the foundation is my skin
i want to start a family of strangers
i want a family of friends
i want to start a family of strangers
i want one big heart to mend
i want to grow a garden across my chest
i want wet soil on my hands
i want to grow a garden across my chest
i want a home with friends and plants

fight for a slice.

there is no need to fight
if they say it’s okay, than it must be okay
they’re always right
right?

like when they insert the money
to make the world go ‘round
like when they rape oil from the ground
but it don’t make the sun go down

paper is thin
yet we still feel bound
and what we’re runnin’ on
will soon run out

soon we’ll be runnin’ too
lookin’ for truth
runnin’ from all the rules
who makes the rules
who fakes the rules
who decides the value?

do the answers lie behind pearly white gates
is that where they write out our fate?
inside walls of white
what comes first money or rights?
First on the agenda,
serving the elite the whole pie

while mothers and fathers
have tiny mouths to feed
but they’re children will soon bleed
scavenging on there knees

trying to survive
only to find
all the rotted waste that was left behind
tell me what’s behind all that pearly white
where is my equal piece of the pie?

they promised protection
such promises are for fools
why are we so dependent?
its all a misconception
see we’re the ones with the power
holding the weapons
and don’t forget it

dependence gives way
to manipulate
to tame
to keep the circus maintained
little by little
freedom is what they will take
but if they say it’s okay, than it must be okay

they say it’s okay, than it must be okay
fuck such claim!
most of the time they’re not right
wake up—there is need to fight

driving to washington, dc

wake up in virginia, moving through the early morning hours. it is dark outside and all i hear are the tires rolling along the road and the wind against the doors. everyone is sleeping in strange and uncomfortable positions. chief is at the wheel. twelve hours now. and im awake. or not awake. not sleeping either though. im just a passenger. along for the ride. not quite sure whats holding my head. my throat is swollen and filled with sand. the entirety of my voice is unable to climb up it, and so i whisper, "hows it going?" but receive no response. chief must not have heard me. but now i contemplate whether or not i said anything at all. its dark. and it seems like we are running between the same two line of trees that we were between at the beginning. i was hoping for mountains at some point. maybe we cut right through them. like i said--its dark and im not sure if i said anything at all. gazing into the east, i catch thin stretch of deep blue hanging low beneath the blackness. first breath of the day. no matter how fast this car is running, or whether youre dead or alive, the day gently pulls apart the dark sky, slowly branching out from the horizon. it alway wakes so calmly, like after a good nights sleep. but we all know that the day never truly sleeps, it just quietly rolls away to another place. maybe we never sleep. we just roll away to some other place. so where am i exactly?