posted on Aug, 21 2009 @ 01:36 AM
I have a dream that this God -blessed country would stop the mint machine of faux money printout proliferating nothing but condensed inflation and
ripping out parity of middle class American households. I have a dream that one day education system of this country would benefit the hard working
and the talented, who have given their souls to hone their vocation and skills of creation, not the vaporware mouthpieces of eloquent speeches or
agile paper shufflers to build card houses to be precipitated in pieces onto taxpayers shoulders. I have a dream that this country , once again
gargantuan in her strength of exercising added value industries, will be able to feed her elderly and fulfill her commitment of a 44 trillion Social
Security pledge to the predecessors of founding fathers. I have a dream that this country can be united under one song, and that my neighbors would
sing the same harmony along, that every verse of the anthem would be understood and approved by our hand on the heart. That a melody would have chorus
of commitment to noble deeds. That we would not need to translate, interpret or improvise any of our songs or laws according to audience or degree of
deafness. I have a dream that America will not be the shortest empire ever, after fallen Rome, that her state of being an empire will be measured by
her achievements whether art, forged metal dreams or alchemy of innovation. I have a dream, that one day we will take brooms of determination and
sweep the Patriot Act, NAFTA, Amero and The North American Union and OPEC out of our sacred shores along with food stamps, trailer trash , graffiti
and sloth, along with our inconsistency , along with illiteracy, and parties, that blindly divide this nation . I have a dream that we can have the
grassroots to our conscience, not the Neo-Cons, Dems, or Reps or , left winged Liberals, that we can choose our leaders according to our pleas and
needs, not the commercials embellished by Murdochlike six digit payoffs or bribed Diebold machines.
I have a dream, and so can you, a flower that is born to be free unto itself, whether a rose of Flanders, or a tiny forget-me-not on a vast prairie of
Montana can not be fenced or withered , for we can stand united, and a flower either blossoms free on a sunlit meadow, or dies. We shall stand united
America my love, keeping our forts and bridges of dreams. And none shall pass that is made of doubts. None. For I have a dream.
We Stand United!