The Ballad of Roaring Kitty

Now gather round me children
and a story I will tell
About a trader named Keith Gill
Massachusetts knew him well
It was in the town of Brockton
A Tuesday afternoon
His wife beside him in the game room
As into Wall Street he rode.
Marvin reapproached him
In a manner rather rude
GME is worthless!
You gamers will get screwed!
Gill went loud on social media
While Marvin bought more shorts
And in the fight that followed
Gill laid that hedge fund down
Some say he’s an outlaw
Others say he’s a thief
But all have to admit Gill’s a legend
To families on relief
Many a thriving zoomer
The same story now will tell
How Gamestonk paid their student loan
And rescued them from hell.

Hail Caesar! aka deepfucking value

Deepfucking value aka Caesar aka Keith Gill

For eight days I have dwelt in the halls of Wall Street.

 

Playing strange Ape games.
We are barricaded inside the Alamo.
CNBC declared us toast for three days and laughed at the fools
In Gamestock Alamo.
They kept pumping AMC, Blackberry, Tootsie Roll, Silver,
Any fucking stonk but GME.
You never saw GME unless it was ganged with other stonk
And called “Meme” stonks.
Forget GME, buy all these pump and dumps.

Robinhood buys were restricted for days…

 

 

Although you could buy all the fucking silver you wanted.
Citadel, who bailed out Shark Melvin
Gave $2 billion to Robinhood
the day after Robinhood ghosted buys of GME
Which killed our squeeze on Shark Marvin
and Citadel is the biggest shark in the battle
And they have one of the world’s biggest positions in silver
But GME rose today leaving CNBC sputtering
And Baby apes opened fire
Sending value higher.
I hail you Baby Apes, keep firing
Ignore the peaks, fire on the dips.
Save your powder
Gamestonk could go on for days.
The sharks circling the Alamo
Are getting hungry
They feasted many days ago
The smell of blood is still in the water
So much blood was shed
on both sides
Boatloads of bananas changed hands
The sharks are divided
on who might provide tastier morsels
Shark filet, or Ape brains?
Never be afraid to run with the Apes
Just don’t risk more than you can afford to lose.
It has been said the Apes
Treat Wall Street like it’s a casino.
You have a fucking problem with that?
Rocket, the betrayer

Why did Rocket return to WSB?

And act like Gamestonk was his idea?
He’s looking for a film deal.
How did Caesar convince the Apes
to buy and not to sell the peak?
Oh yeah, I remember now
It was that fucking “diamond hands” bullshit that tricked us.
We saw apes taking bananas.
And we said “hey, don’t take bananas yet,” and they didn’t listen because they knew the most fundamental law of Ape world,
take the fucking bananas.
Our lines have thinned bigly
But before Shark Melvin wipes us out
We hold out hope for reinforcements
The ones who got bananas need to come back
So we can make more powder
Don’t disrespect our laws
Buy the fucking bottom Baby Apes!
And I promise if you do that
We will punch tickets to Valhalla and beyond
and I promise not to speak
of your wife’s boyfriend
on social media.
Brothers and sisters of the New Awakening
Crusaders of a new Era
Who among you will join the battle?
Please come to the Alamo soon.
Now night arrives
with her purple legions.
Retire to you beds and your dreams
Tomorrow we resume the Battle of the Apes on Wall Street
I want to be ready

Battle of the Apes on Wall Street

Deepfucking value aka Caesar aka Keith Gill

For seven days I have dwelt in the halls of Wall Street playing strange Ape games

We picked the locks and now are surrounded
by sharks inside the Alamo.
Sad so many baby apes panicked today
and blew most of their precious powder
Apparently, they did not realize
how long this battle could last.
Gamestonk could go on for days.
The sharks have circled the Alamo
They have been feeding and full for now
There is so much blood in the water
from both sides
The sharks are divided
on who might provide tastier morsels
Shark filet, or Ape brains?
They can’t decide
and circle endlessly
They’ve been feasting on both flavors
And die if they don’t keep moving
It’s just a lull in their frenzy
Ceasar aka deepfuckingvalue, aka Keith Gill.

Some want to vampire Caesar’s genius mind or buy his life rights for banana peels

Others think he’s the tastiest morsel of all.
Hold your powder for the bottom next time, Baby Apes
That’s how you get some bananas
This has been our first great Wall Street party
but it will not be the last
because now we know how to swim with the sharks  and united
we are a shark too.
Do not be afraid to run with the Apes
Just don’t risk more than you can afford to lose.
In a few days we could be sharing porn loss
(do not wail with sorrow, porn loss amuses the Apes,
and unites us in the searing bolt of learning lessons
the hard way so you’ll never do that fucking shit again.)
Or, hopefully, we will show bananas,
and share karma kisses
It has been said Apes treat Wall Street like it’s a casino
You have a fucking problem with that?
Do not fear because the legend Phoenix420 walks with you,
his spirit will lead you to Valhalla and beyond.
He screenshots his Gamestonk trades
so rest assured he will not deceive you
Neither will Caesar, blessed be his name,
P420 is a worthless retard in comparison to the enlightened one.
How the fuck did Caesar convince so many Apes
to buy and not sell the peak?
What powerful magic lurks inside this Unicorn?
More than even he imagines.
Salute the greater legend, send telepathic love
(sure hope he doesn’t blow up tonight
and must be a real live wire
Despacito Caesar, every contact now could be
a spy from the SEC
There will be traps.)
Oh yeah, I remember now, It was that fucking “diamond hands”
bullshit that tricked us
We saw apes taking bananas.
And we said “hey, don’t take bananas yet,”
and they didn’t listen
because they knew the most fundamental law of Ape world,
take the fucking bananas.
Our lines have thinned bigly
Some here went all-in with life’s savings
and watched it all go Poof!
But before Darth Melvin wipes us out
We hold out hope for reinforcements
The ones who got bananas need to bring some back to the Alamo
so we can make more powder
Don’t disrespect our laws
Buy the fucking bottom retards!
And I promise if you do that
We will punch tickets to Valhalla and beyond
and I will never speak of your wife’s boyfriend on social media.
Brothers and sisters of the New Awakening
Crusaders of a new Era
Who among you will join the battle?
Please come to the Alamo soon.
Now night arrives
with her purple legions.
Retire to your beds and your dreams
Tomorrow we resume the Battle of the Apes on Wall Street
I want to be ready.
https://youtu.be/w8S-MgjmDhM

The Stoner Highway

I’m a rolling stone, all alone and lost.  For a life of fun, I’ve paid the cost.

When I pass by, all the people say:  Just another dude, on the stoner highway.

Thin rice paper, or a pipe real small.  Nug of kind bud, makes it all worthwhile.

From the day we met, my life it changed.  Starting rolling down the stoner highway.

I was just a boy, only fifteen.  Neither good nor bad, something in-between.

But I got lost, and went astray.  Couldn’t stop goin’ down that stoner highway.

Now boy’s don’t take no breakfast dab.  Unless of course, life’s become too drab.

Take my advice or you’ll rue the day.  You lost control on the stoner highway.

May the circle keep on tokin’

Dedicated to James “Chef Ra” Wilson
G                                                 G7
I was standing by my window
………C                           G
On a cold and cloudy day
………………………………Em
When I saw Chef Ra a-skating
…………..G                D7        G
Come to carry my blues away.

G                                               G7
May the circle keep on tokin’
…………….C                           G
Bye and bye Ra, bye and bye
……………………………….Em
There’s a better world awaiting
…………G         D7         G
In the sky Ra, oh so high.
G                                                         G7
Well, I noticed, the town was lonely
………..C                         G
For Chef Ra, he had gone
………………………………Em
All his friends, we were cryin’
………….G            D7            G
For we felt so sad and alone.
G                                               G7
May the circle keep on tokin’
………….C                      G
And get high, oh, so high
…………………………….Em
There’s a better time awaiting
……….G           D7              G
In the sky, with Ra, so high.
G                                      G7
Undertaker, undertaker
……………..C                             G
Won’t you please drive by slow
……………………………..Em
For that man you are a-haulin’
………….G         D7           G
We so hate to see him go.
G                                               G7
May the circle keep on tokin’
………….C                             G
And get high, Ra, oh so high
………………………………Em
There’s a better world awaiting
…………G       D7            G
In the sky Ra, in the sky.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=trc8aDqz9zQ

How to occupy religion

When Tom Forcade made the bold move of relocating his commune from Arizona to New York City in a school bus filled with Mexican weed, he devised the perfect cover: a church group, with him as head pastor, which is why he wore a clerical collar—although he added a black slouch cowboy hat worthy of a Clint Eastwood spaghetti Western as his crown.

When I say magic and religion are the same thing, and run on the same rules, costumes are a great illustrator of the concept. By dressing as a Reverend, Forcade disarmed Christian opponents to hippies. It’s the same when someone puts on a Santa Claus outfit. Suddenly, they’re not a normal person, but something somehow connected to vibrations on the astral plane.

I’ve been studying the history of cannabis and religion for 30 years, and the creation of the Pot Illuminati is almost as complex and well-thought-out as the creation of Bitcoin. Constructing a corruption-free form of religion is no easy task. First, you have to strip away the useless dogma, which represents the encrusted mind control propaganda. You can download my free ebook The New Pot Enlightenment on numerous platforms for a complete picture of the religion. There’s only one rule: don’t hurt anyone.

And by the way, that includes feelings. Notice there are some who delight in wounding people with gossip, and when called out respond: ‘it was just a joke, dude.” What they are really doing is employing telepathic weapons, flying false flags. There are plenty of ways to do humor where all sides laugh heartily. But when one side weeps, that wasn’t humor at all, but a death bomb to the heart.

The Pot Illuminati, on the other hand, are experts at dropping love bombs. And a lot of our lingo and philosophy comes from Carl Von Clauswitz, the preeminent European philosopher of war, a man respected in the highest corridors of the Pentagon and CIA. That’s because if you study your opponent’s magic, you can steal his sigils and tap his telepathic energy. It’s not unlike hacking into an opponent’s website. I discovered this technique in the late 1980’s when I created the Freedom Fighters and formed a tribe wearing tricorner hats with psychedelic Colonial outfits. Within a few years we were on the Boston Common with 100,000 people cheering us, although the national news media never spoke a word.

The Pot Illuminati is not seeking donations nor converts. While I realize the Tree of Life, Burning Bush and Holy Grail all involve cannabis, I do not slavishly imitate religions of the past and also realize there is much more to life than getting stoned. Not to mention, the less you do, the higher you get. Spirituality flows through us naturally, and you only need to meditate to connect with signals. There are many flavors and vibrations to choose from but love with always be the most powerful and you should never hang endless on one vibe. My personal favorite is fun.

Li’l Zeus Krishna

Lil’ Zeus Krishna you don’t know what I got.
lil’ Zeus Krishna you don’t know what I got.
I’m not braggin’ bro, so don’t put me down, but I got the sweetest avatar around, he’s my lil’ Zeus Krishna and he heals the blind and lame, while walking on water, and spreading his fame…
He’s my lil’Zeus Krishna, you don’t know what I got.
Throw in some Apollo and add some Ra, You’ve covered all the bases in the concept called god. He’s my lil’ Zeus Krishna, the sun is his vibe and he’s got super powers that makes plants come alive. He’s my lil’ Zeus Krishna, you don’t know what I got. Lil Zeus K you don’t know what I got.

He’s the only one, who can bring down the rain, or create a tsnami and plenty of pain. And what is it really that makes him tick? No one can say, but magic is his main game.

Lil Zeus Krishna got no rules, well actually just one: never hurt no one. Keep your karma clean and tell no lies. Everything is cool as long as nobody cries. He’s my lil Zeus Krishna, you don’t know what I got.

Lil Zeus Krishna you don’t know what I got He’s my lil’ Zeus Krishna, you don’t know what I got.

Lil Zeus K you don’t know what I got.

New Children’s Prayer

newprayerfixHere’s a little tip on how to manifest peace magic. A lot of the best magic starts with the kids. A good example would be the children’s poem, “Hush-a-bye Baby,” which was a coded message for an uprising against King James I, who was suspected of smuggling a new born baby into his palace so he could pawn it off as his newly birthed offspring (when, in fact, he could bear no fruit). “The cradle will fall” was a reference to this child not being recognized as being of proper royal blood.

When I was a kid, we were taught a very strange poem to say every night before bed. In my usual fashion of improvisational ritual theater, I’ve changed the words a bit in order to place them more in line with my understanding of the sacred vibrations that run through all things.

I encourage parents to introduce this prayer to their kids as a means of dealing with some of the worst of the terror being manufactured today, some of which may even be created to condition us to accept a complete surrender of the Bill of Rights. I think this prayer is a positive step in the right direction and should be translated into every language and spread around the globe as quickly as possible.

Grind Your Buds

(To the tune of “Row Your Boat”)

Grind, grind, grind your buds

then pack ’em in your vape,

take a toke, there is no smoke,

life is really great.