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May 19, 2018

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BENAZIR BHUTTO

by The Nuclearmind of Scott Utley

 

The great spirit warriors are gathered together on the ether in this moment. The whispers are heavy. The vibe does not bode well for Muhammad’s beast-masters. The Holy ones speak with each other & to The Great Muhammad, himself. He is devastated.

BENAZIR BHUTTO

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—– IF THIS HAD BEEN A REAL EMERGENCY    ——-

 

STELLA: Blanch, darling, another mint? I feel faint …. feel this. Feel my left breast. It’s not normal, is it? Is it?  

BLANCH: I can’t feel anything.

BLANCH: How would you know anyway? Poor dear. I did not mean it like that.

—- WE ARE EXPERIENCING TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES  —-

STELLA: It isn’t enough to be soft. You’ve got to be soft and attractive. And I- I’m fading now! – Have you been listening to me ?  

BLANCH: I never listen to you when you are being morbid!

بلینچ [ایک غیر معمولی جلدی میں]: میں نے آپ کو ایسی چیزوں سے نہیں پوچھا جو آپ نے شاید سوچا کہ میں پوچھ رہا تھا. اور اس طرح میں آپ کو اس بات کے بارے میں توقع کروں گا کہ مجھے آپ کو کیا کہنا ہے .——— اپنا سکور مت کرو —————– DO آپ کے سکینر کی ضرورت نہیں ہے —————– اپنے سکین کو متفق نہ کریں —————– اپنا سکین نہیں بنانا – ————— اپنے سکین کو مضبوط نہ کرو —————— اپنا سکین نہیں بنانا ——– ——— اپنے سکین کو مضبوط نہ کرو —————– اپنا سکین نہیں بنانا ————– — آپ کے اسکرین کو مضبوط نہیں کرتے ————–

—— DON’T TOUCH YOUR DIAL ——

—— DO NOT TOUCH YOUR DIAL ——- 

STELLA: And when he comes back I cry on his lap like a baby… [She smiles to herself.]

BLANCHE: I guess that is what is meant by being in love….
[Stella looks up with a radiant smile.]

STELLA: What?

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———    DO NOT ADJUST YOUR SCREEN  ——–

BLANCHE [in an uneasy rush]: I haven’t asked you the things you probably thought I was going to ask. And so I’ll expect you to be understanding about what I have to tell you.———    DO NOT ADJUST YOUR SCREEN  —————–    DO NOT ADJUST YOUR SCREEN  —————–    DO NOT ADJUST YOUR SCREEN  —————–    DO NOT ADJUST YOUR SCREEN  —————–    DO NOT ADJUST YOUR SCREEN  —————–    DO NOT ADJUST YOUR SCREEN  —————–    DO NOT ADJUST YOUR SCREEN  —————–    DO NOT ADJUST YOUR SCREEN  —————–    DO NOT ADJUST YOUR SCREEN  ————–

STELLA: What, Blanche? [Her face turns anxious.] 

BLANCHE: Well, Stella–you’re going to reproach me, I know that you’re bound to reproach me–but before you do–take into consideration–you left! I stayed and struggled! You came to New Orleans and looked out for yourself. I stayed at Belle Reve and tried to hold it together! I’m not meaning this in any reproachful way, but all the burden descended on my shoulders.

STELLA: The best I could do was make my own living, Blanche.
[Blanche begins to shake again with intensity.]

BLANCHE: I know, I know. But you are the one that abandoned Belle Reve, not I! I stayed and fought for it, bled for it, almost died for it!

FOUGHT FOR IT BLED FOR IT DIED FOR IT 

———  SORRY TO INTERRUPT THIS SHOW  ———–

 

STELLA: The Tarantula arms, That’s where I brought all my lovers. So many victims.

BLANCH: Gracious Stella!

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———  SORRY TO INTERRUPT THIS SHOW  ———–

Do not look. Ignore this. Go away. Go, go away. It is bad.

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—– IF THIS HAD BEEN A REAL EMERGENCY  ——-

 

———–  DO NOT ADJUST YOUR SCREEN  —————

ارے نہیں! پھر سے نہیں!

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 Flores por las muertes. Flores por las muertes. 

STELLA! STELLA!

——-    DO NOT ADJUST YOUR SCREEN  ———–

What is about to come forth from my pen is not in my power to halt. Another nail into the coffin of Islam. This must stop.

The great spirit warriors are gathered together on the ether in this moment. The whispers are heavy. The vibe does not bode well for Muhammad’s beast-masters. The Holy ones speak with each other & to The Great Muhammad, himself. He is devastated.

Jesus, Mary, Mother of God, doesn’t anybody speak love with a Muslim tongue? The only God there is, is God. God sings a joyful song. 

Hey you! Yeah, you!  You can heal this. Lay hands over our wounds. … The dark turned into black pitch of tarred souls unfed, when suddenly, ruby-rose fluorescent rays pierced the make-believe heavens. And then there was light

Flores por las muertes … Flores por las muertes …

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Benazir Bhutto

Awarded 1989

The 1989 Freedom Prize was awarded to former Prime Minister of Pakistan, Benazir Bhutto. In December 1988 she was sworn in as prime Minister, becoming the first woman to head the government of an Islamic State. As leader of Pakistan’s opposition she was arrested on numerous occasions and spent nearly six years in prison or under detention. Her goal throughout her struggle was to transform Pakistani society by focusing attention on programs for health, social welfare, and education for the underprivileged. She received the Bruno Kreisky Award for Human Rights in 1988. Benazir Bhutto was born in Karachi in 1953, the daughter of one of Pakistan’s most popular Prime Ministers, Zulfikar Ali Bhutto. Her father was overthrown by a military coup in 1974 and subsequently hanged after a short trail. Benazir and her mother were imprisoned.Some years later Bhutto became became extremely active in opposing the military dictatorship of General Zia ul Haq. In April 1985 she went into exile, but returned in 1986 as the charismatic leader of the Pakistan Peoples Party. The PPP won the elections in November 1988. In 1990 she was removed from power by presidential decree and defeated in the following elections but she returned to office from 1993 until 1996. On December 27, 2007 Benazir Bhutto was assassinated at a rally in Pakistan. She returned to her deeply divided homeland to reassume leadership of her party and to challenge the upcoming elections. The international community expressed great sadness as she was seen by many as a beacon of hope in an area of entrenched instability.

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1 Comment
  1. I just re-read this. I see myself a stranger to these words. I have an ability to see anything I wish as if I am merely a witness, not the creator. I believe so. At first I was taken back by what appears at first glance as a terrible effront to all that is great in our brother’s and sister’s worlds; all worlds everywhere. ~ I look deeper. I see I feel pure love. Pure love. If I creep into a corner and pretend I cry, I am in love. That is why it is so.

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