humans

humans make art
human rights are a figment of our sweetest dreaming

i sit by arsenalsgatan, looking at the sun, realizing the swedish war machine keeps me safe in an illusion of warless social state.  all the A to Bness of everything, included the lexus SUV and the knowledge of who is everywhere.
i cant sleep.

i lay awake looking at my hands.
i think of bradley mannings hands.
i realize he might be doing exactly what i am doing, staring at a ceiling in the dark.
i try to send him energy of thankfulness and love.

i imagine he is sore, and longing for our appreciation.

everything seems pretentious.
i am writing
"property of wikileaks" on everything.
or perhaps i should write "property of bradley manning"
can we send him a care package?

if the tokyo cable got to the people a little faster we could have saved some lives maybe.
"hands up who wants to die" sang nick cave.

there is no audience worth having, but the global the total.
human communication nourished my soul last night.
purely, literature and politics.
i am sure that the disfunctions of the modern humans include subservience to cruel governments.

radiohead has new music.  supercollider and the butcher.  you ask how does this relate to war, or human rights, or the human right to war.

our project funding needs to get moving.  the homeless in stockholm sleep in ostermalm station, near the investor AB headquarters for wallenberg war machine saab and ericsson and monopoly games.

i am still thinking about everything and especially about wikileaks the big picture.

when the chatters on the mayhem of a chat stream for the kensington whistleblower discussion commented: said: wikileaks sounds like a cult.
i wrote: "it is. welcome."
now now.
human rights is a culture of dignity and respect, or might arise therein, or find new ways of annunciating.
J=the least harm for the most people, or justice, or something else
wikileaks seeks to maximize J

read here:

Wikileaks the Big Picture