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But I reckon I got to light out for the Territory ahead of the rest, because Aunt Sally she's going to adopt me and sivilize me, and I can't stand it... I been there before.

- Mark Twain, The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn

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The Sea contains 6 nations, the 2,048th most in the world.

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As a region, The Sea is ranked 3,607th in the world for Largest Retail Industry.

#NationWA CategoryMotto
1.The Republic of Jeremy Hillary PhDCapitalist Paradise“Making All His Nowhere Plans for Nobody”
2.The Most Serene Republic of Black and Green TeasCivil Rights Lovefest“Including Bohea, Congou, Souchong, and Singlo, Hyson”
3.The Borderlands of Octave novatoreLeft-wing Utopia“Socialism is the mother of fascism ”
4.The Dominion of Daemonia NympheCompulsory Consumerist State“Ashtakra for the protection of the realm of Enki”
5.The Discoverian Socialist State of DiscLosureInoffensive Centrist Democracy“Utopia is the Future!”
6.The Islas del Paraiso of Cuba RevolucionariaDemocratic Socialists“Dramatic, Bold, Unpredictable, Sexy, Fierce, Iconoclast”

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Land Of The Blind (2006), A film about the inutility of politics, and the monsters it creates. The Revolution eats its young, learn this.

William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)


Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: a waste of desert sand;
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Wind shadows of the indignant desert birds.

The darkness drops again but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?

It's a special edition, live from a parallel universe near you, its the RadioCuba!
Today's feature, new age food for the soul, stuff that makes you relaxed/aroused/blissed out.

Caribbean Blue(A melodic, tranquil, loving song like reiki for the soul, dedicated to our marine nature here in 'The Sea' that reminds us that life is beautiful! The grace of nature never ceases to bring a tear to my eye, I wish I could be as free as those dolphins. Something to remember- 'If every man does all he can, if every man is true...'. Featured, BBC docu called 'Wild Caribbean' give it a looksie, this and not Communism was the reason I chose Cuba as my avatar aeons ago, I still remain, the only real representation of Cuba, its epitome, its highest form.)

Massive Attack-Tear Drop(Enter the womb in this mystical, beautiful journey that takes one out of the realm of the reactive mind, reach those aetheric heights, let your head drift back, become drunk in the chillout and swoon, dizzy, possessed by your true self. 'Water is my eye, most faithful mirror....most faithful mirror, fearless sunray...tear drop on the fire...')

Enigma-Sadeness (A special creation by husband and wife team Michel Cretu and his lovely delicious wife, who has a part in the video, a trip into the subconscious, the despotic realm of the senses. An eclectic mixture of gregorian chants and erotic synthesizer magic, panting, mysterious visuals. This is literally what the inside of my mind looks like, a ruined cathedral, fog, people in cloaks and sex magick ritual movement, bliss, women and men everywhere in a devilish orgy,opening the doors no one has opened, the ingenuity of true love mixed with menacing sounds and thoughts, a true approach to the unapproachable- the sadistic joy of being. Special appearance mention to Auguste Rodin's 'the Gates of Hell' opened by the narrator...)

Principles of Lust-Enigma(In this erotically charged chill out classic, Enigma echoes de Sade's time, the only true time decadence was possible, the enlightenment era. Haunting mixtures of monks chanting again, mixed with the most lurid sounds of ecstasy ever produced by a synthetic means, this one is sure to hit that special place. This is above all, music you play in the bg when something sexy is going on. Cuba reminding you again, make love not war. The Principles of Lust, a wonderful concept, so sad that people will feel more self-conscious, afraid, ashamed to play a song like this than to play games about murdering each other or watching people die in front of you. I come from a society that hates the beauty of the human body, the delight of sex, the egoism of pleasure, in the name of Epicurus, I will make my mark known, and corrupt the lot of you even if I have to do it bit by bit... :P)

Crazy-Gnarls Barkley(This is a self-dedication, given in humor, given im the mad dog, Diogenes of the left, leader of everything unwholesome and uncanny rising to the surface. Love the lyrics. Give it a real listen.)

-RadioCuba out, sending positive vibes in radial form from my antenna, have a good day people

[i]Young Sea - Poem by Carl Sandburg

The sea is never still.
It pounds on the shore
Restless as a young heart,

The sea speaks
And only the stormy hearts
Know what it says:
It is the face
of a rough mother speaking.

The sea is young.
One storm cleans all the hoar
And loosens the age of it.
I hear it laughing, reckless.

They love the sea,
Men who ride on it
And know they will die
Under the salt of it

Let only the young come,
Says the sea.

Let them kiss my face
And hear me.
I am the last word
And I tell
Where storms and stars come from.

Body Bag, I think I love you :)

Love the Smiths vid and the comment.

I know why wasn't I invited either, pssh, I went and got all camo'd out bro, I buy Che shirts and Zapatista tees in an ironic way, I'm not a sell out I swear. Here's for the revolutionary chic TM persona, and all the crypto-capitalists that buy into it. I know I'm a true Communist because my room is filled with propaganda, I pray to Saint Marx and Saint Mao, I was a communist before Marx was maaaannn....

*passes doob*

Your Laughter

Take breath away from me, if you wish,
take air away, but
do not take from me your laughter.

Do not take away the rose,
the lanceflower that you pluck,
the water that suddenly
bursts forth in your joy,
the sudden wave
of silver born in you.

My struggle is harsh and I come back
with eyes tired
at times from having seen
the unchanging earth,
but when your laughter enters
it rises to the sky seeking me
and it opens for me all
the doors of life.

My love, in the darkest
hour your laughter
opens, and if suddenly
you see my blood staining
the stones of the street,
laugh, because your laughter
will be for my hands
like a fresh sword.

Next to the sea in the autumn,
your laughter must raise
its foamy cascade
and in the spring, love,
I want your laughter like
the flower I was waiting for,
the blue flower, the rose
of my echoing country.

Laugh at the night,
at the day, at the moon,
laugh at the twisted
streets of the island,
laugh at this clumsy
boy who loves you,
but when I open
my eyes and close them,
when my steps go,
when my steps return,
deny me bread, air
light, spring,
but never your laughter
for I would die.

--Pablo Neruda, translated by Steven Tapscott


"To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour."

William Blake

Loving it. More quotes n poetry please. Hugs

The Dominion of Daemonia Nymphe wrote:Loving it. More quotes n poetry please. Hugs

As you wish :P

The sun was shining on the sea,
Shining with all his might:
He did his very best to make
The billows smooth and bright--
And this was odd, because it was
The middle of the night.


The sea was wet as wet could be,
The sands were dry as dry.
You could not see a cloud, because
No cloud was in the sky:
No birds were flying overhead--
There were no birds to fly.


"The time has come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings."

--from 'The Walrus and the Carpenter' by Lewis Carroll

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