Journal 2025

No Kings 2.0

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Song Lyric Time!

Not a Halloween Song, but an inspirational one all the same:

 

No Kings 2.0

lyrics

*RA- Resistance Army

We say oh ah up the RA, say oh ah up the RA
We say oh ah up the RA, say oh ah up the RA
Tip your tyrants in a river of ink,
Smash that statue, make the people think!
No paper palaces and puppet strings
No thrones, (no crowns), no way, (no kings!)

They wave that scepter made of cable news,
Here’s the thing: Kiss the ring or pay your dues
But we don’t bow to a counterfeit twit
(We hit), we punch, (we sing), we spit!

They gilded up the palace with a Walmart throne
Sold our Freedom wholesale to a fat megaphone
(Release the files) Nah, bury the receipts
In your gold ballroom with your dumbass tweets.
Trump wants a medal for the lies he sings
Nobel called back, they don’t crown clown-kings!
ICE at the border like busted springs
Tin badge, cold heart, unlawful stings!

If truth is treason, ink our treason on the wall
If courage is a crime, come back and book us all
From docks to deserts, from the slums to the hill
We built these streets (and we pay the fookin bill!)

No Kings! No thrones! No way! (No crowns!)
Get the Hell out (you MAGA clowns!)
We won’t stop until freedom rings
No crowns! No thrones! No way! (No Kings!)
No crowns! No thrones! No way! (No Kings!)

We say oh ah up the RA, say oh ah up the RA
We say oh ah up the RA, say oh ah up the RA

Pedo files locked up like a dragon’s hoard
court jesters juggle with a plastic sword
(Seven wars ended!)—yeah, in your dreams
Still hear real mothers screamin’ real screams
Noem looks like a twat in her cosplay cape
yelling (Off with their heads!) at the fairground gate
Trump’s goons are anything but squeaky clean
Homan’s lunch bag is lookin’ mighty green!

They sell us fear on a payment plan
Then they tell us (don’t)—when we know we (can!)
We aren’t just pawns for would-be kings
You’ll feel our power (when you hear us sing!)

No Kings! No thrones! No way! (No crowns!)
Get the Hell out (you MAGA clowns!)
We won’t stop until freedom rings
No crowns! No thrones! No way! (No Kings!)
No crowns! No thrones! No way! (No Kings!)
No crowns! No thrones! No way! (No Kings!)
No crowns! No thrones! No way! (No Kings!)

We say oh ah up the RA, say oh ah up the RA
We say oh ah up the RA, say oh ah up the RA

His time may be up
There’s a fade on the MAGA sheen
His minions cry “Rebellion”,
We clap back with “Epstein”
A judge picked by Teflon Don
Has ruled against his demands
Will we find In some small way
the rule of law still stands?

Fuck ICE! (Fuck Trump)
Evict that chump
(See this?) Our fist
Built to resist! We’ve got two eyes
(We see your lies!) Truth won’t die
(It multiplies!)

No Kings! No thrones! No way! (No crowns!)
Get the fuck out (you MAGA clowns!)
We won’t stop until freedom rings
No crowns! No thrones! No way! (No Kings!)

No Kings! No thrones! No way! (No crowns!)
Get the fuck out (you MAGA clowns)
We won’t stop until freedom rings
No crowns! No thrones! No way! (No Kings!)
No crowns! No thrones! No way! (No Kings!)

No crowns! Say oh ah up the RA, say oh ah up the RA
We say oh ah up the RA, say oh ah up the RA

In My Dreams

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WP Asks: When you think of the word “successful,” who’s the first person that comes to mind and why

When I was in Junior High school ( I was around 13 years old )  I told my Dad- and my then best friend that I wanted to go to Scotland.

In order to fund this trip I got a crappy paper route ( most of my customers stiffed me the three dollar bill they had to pay for per month ) and I started to babysit again.

My Dad told me that it was going to cost a lot of money- and that there was no way I could raise it in three years at the rate I was going. Maybe I should use that money for something else- a bike maybe.

When I shared my idea with my then best friend she said it was great I wanted to go, but gee. Maybe I should think about a trip to Disneyland instead she said.

Well, guess what.

Three years later my Dad went to Scotland and five years later my then best friend went to Scotland and England.

They didn’t even send me a postcard from their travels.

Years later when my former best friend and my Dad and I got together they would swap travel notes in front of me,what I’ll never forget is the condescending little smile they passed to each other.

I supposed they earned bragging rights- they both had a dream and chased it down and made it happen.

In that regard, they were successful beyond my wildest dreams.

Photo By Pumpkin Empress-AI

Be Yourself

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After years of changing my hair color and starving myself into the ‘ideal’ body, after years of supporting people by keeping my mouth shut unless what I said validated somebody- or anybody else, viewpoints and opinions-

I have learned that if you can’t be yourself, don’t be somebody else that is no way to exist.

Pumpkinrot

 

Well That Was Weird

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If you haven’t heard of the movie, ” Good Boy ” about the dog who is trying to save his beloved human from a haunted house. I feel sorry for  you. Also, t his post might not make a lot of sense to you.

Last week something woke me up in the middle of the night- well, more like early in the morning. It was around 2:30 in the morning.

I looked around for my dog Hamish to see  if he was overly interested in anything or standing at attention. That’s how I know he’s picked up on something I should be concerned about.

He wasn’t in the room with me at all.

Not weird in itself, sometimes he gets up to get a drink or look out the living room window. But when I call him, he always comes to me.

ALWAYS.

I kept calling him and by the time I got to the living room I was sort of in a panic  because Hamish not answering me was a very un-Hamish like thing to do.

When I got into the living room, I saw him standing at the living room window and he was pointing at the window. Now, if you have ever seen a Labrador point, you know they don’t do a ‘pretty point ‘.

When he turned to face me, he looked down and then he looked at me.

” Hamish, forward “- I told him.

Then Hamish backed up ( which yeah, worried me ) and then he jumped.

He jumped as if he was leaping over something and when he took his forward spot  ( when I call him forward he’s supposed to come to me and then sit ) he didn’t wait to be released.

He grabbed a random toy and then he ran into our bedroom.

I thought that maybe Hamish had trouble with his vision, or maybe his age is starting to show on him- but the thing is, he hasn’t had a repeat of this incident and he’s not afraid to go to the window.

So I don’t know what Hamish picked up on- was it an animal? Possibly.

Was someone that he felt was a threat was on the ground floor below us?

Wouldn’t surprise me.

But when I go back and see him rear up and seemingly jump over something that I couldn’t see, but he could.

It’s a little weird.

Hamish on the Halloween Trail.
October 12 2025
A.M. Moscoso