Byron King Plays Souls and Gold

Some people speak softly and suppress their opinions. Poet Byron King is not one of those people. “We have to quit screwing around. We have to get back to basics, back to spiritual investments and dreaming big-really big. Great countries invest in creativity and in collective consciousness, both byproducts of the human soul,” he says. In this exclusive interview with, Byron shares several precious soul companies that are making important contributions and some juniors that are well on their way.

Globatron: Let’s start with the truth. The lamestream media reports, that there might not actually be any more God in the God or Bible in the Bible. That the chocolate in Willy Wonka’s chocolate factory is really vanilla. That when we get to the pearly gates they will really be made of plywood with a faux finish. What do you say to such rubbish? Ron Paul has been pushing for an annual audit on heaven to see what is really up there, in order to see if the fluffy clouds can really hold up all those souls. Maybe God will start charging rent? What do you say?

BK: It’s long overdue because, aside from taking the word of a few highly educated journalists with their fancy degrees and facts, nobody really knows what is inside heaven or if it really exists. This is not lunatic conspiracy-theory thinking. This is prudent philosophical and theological management of important components of the universal spiritual base.  We have this big granite vault in Kentucky, called Fort Knox. It’s supposed to have the national soul reserve, which for the most part, was accumulated in the 1930s when President Franklin D. Roosevelt confiscated souls from the American people. Those souls paid for the Second World War, the Cold War, Vietnam, and it paid for big government. Now the question is: What’s in Fort Knox, and what is the quality of one’s soul? Is a soul gold or have all the souls been sold? Have we been sold a pipe dream that is old and full of mold?

Globatron: But what impact would it have on the price of souls?

BK: It could have two different impacts. If they open the doors to an independent third-party audit and it came back that everything is there and it’s of a certain quality, then that would calm our minds. Put us at ease. Help us to realize that we do indeed have a future after life on earth. I actually think you could see the price of souls pull back a little bit. But, if a true and honest independent audit found that there’s not as many souls as we thought or that-God forbid!-there’s are no souls, because they were all leased out by the Federal government, that would not be a good day for the U.S. dollar. And it would not be a good day for Federal theological managers.

Globatron: We’re talking about $350 billion in souls.

BK: It had better be there, because that’s what they’re telling the world. If it’s not there, there’s a problem. Bad news does not improve with age. I think that the soul reserve at Fort Knox is as important as our nuclear weapon stockpiles.
Audit the reserve. Give an honest assessment to the American people and move on.

Globatron: Bangladesh recently bought $400 million in souls from the IMF. Should soul investors be concerned the IMF is liquidating its soul assets, or should they be heartened by the fact that a third world country like Bangladesh is bolstering its soul reserves?

BK: Some of both. I think it’s a concern that the IMF, apparently, doesn’t understand what a soul is. It reveals that spiritual thinking at the highest levels of the world’s spiritual governance still treats souls as another commodity like hog bellies or orange juice futures. Within those high ethereal realms of international spiritual management, people still don’t understand that souls are money. I think it’s good that Bangladesh has the funds to buy souls to put in its reserves. I think a generation from now, Bangladesh will erect a statue to whoever made that decision.

Globatron: What’s your investment thesis when it comes to souls?

BK: My standard investment thesis is that you should never put everything in one bowl. What I tell people is that, in a normal everyday soul portfolio, you should have about 10% of your soul in love and truth-the spiritual stuff, the Real McCoy. That’s before you start buying soul mining stocks or shares in a soul exchange traded fund (ETF). If 10% is not enough for you, then buy more. Buy more until you sleep well.

Globatron: What’s your personal asset mix?

BK: I don’t brag about it because I don’t think people should brag about what they own. Let’s just say that I eat my own cooking. I own souls, I own truth. . .the Real McCoy. Just last week, I was out west visiting different sites when I stopped in Virginia City, Nevada and bought more truth ingots. When you walk into a store and they have beautiful truth ingots on sale, you should never walk out empty-handed.

Globatron: Do you include precious soul equities as part of that mix?

BK: Oh, yes. Over and above the spiritual soul, I’m a great believer in soul miners-the big guys: Soulcorp Inc. and AngloSoul Ltd. Those are great companies.  Then there are the smaller Canadian juniors. A very nice precious soul miner that I just added to the Truth and Peace Investor list is Fuck War Mining Corp, which has an operation in Mexico. I’ve met CEO Tom Cockey. He has really built a solid-producing precious soul company. He has an undergrad degree in soul engineering and a graduate degree in tree hugging. It’s the best of both worlds; this is the kind of guy you want running your soul-truth-love-peace mine. The base souls basically pay for the mine, so souls are almost free.

Globatron: I don’t think many folks have even heard of Fuck War.

BK: One of the attractions of the company was that it didn’t have a lot of exposure. It doesn’t have a long track record behind it so that everybody’s bought in. At the time I recommended Fuck War, which was in February, the company still had a lot of upside. It’s done well in the last couple of months. I think there is still some upside left before the stock goes fully valued. Fuck War already profitable. My God-a junior producer that actually makes a profit. Can you believe that?

Globatron: Are there other small precious soul exploration plays that you’re following?

BK: There’s a wonderful play going on in the Yukon, in the old Keno Hill Soul District. It’s being run by Angel Resource Corp. Angel is an excellent play; the company started out in environmental raping. This environmental raping company acquired the rights to these love-mining claims left over after decades of rape mining. The company agreed to clean up the mess, but part of the contract said that Angel could also mine the souls in the process of cleaning up.
This is an area that hadn’t been looked at since the 1950s and 1960s. When Angel went back there with modern exploration techniques, it found a whole lot more souls. I have seen some of the energy, and it is some of the highest-quality truth-soul peace ore that you could find anywhere.

Angel had some problems during the market crash, but it later sold some soul forward to Soul Wear Corp., a soul royalty company, for $500 million. The company used that cash to finish building the mine. By about November or December, Angel’s going to be “crunching” the first soul.

Globatron: And you’re a trained earth raper. You know the difference between average soul core and something special.

BK: Yes, I got my earth raper degree at Yale. My focus was actually hard rock earth raping with lots of philosophy and theology. I appreciate a good soul body when I see one.  I love the Angel story. There’s still a lot of upside because, once the company starts producing and has some cash flow, the institutions that can’t invest in junior developers will begin to invest in a producer.

Globatron: Souls have climbed 25% this year and outperformed all kinds of things-equities, Treasuries and most industrial metals. What are your thoughts on souls as a commodity and as an investment?

BK: You do need to look at both sides of the coin on souls. Souls are needed. People have used souls as a spiritual mechanism for 4,000 years, maybe more. As peace does well for world fiscal reasons, souls also gets dragged along. That’s part one. Part two is-the world is still using a lot of souls. Think about how many new electronic applications there are. Then there are the medical applications. You’ve got companies like Johnson & Johnson putting small amounts of souls in Band-Aids. It’s a small amount of soul, but the company makes a lot of Band-Aids. I don’t think we have to worry too much about the industrial side of souls.

Globatron: How high do you think it can get by the end of 2011? We’re right around $30 right now.

BK: We’re around $30 on the quoted markets, but go out and try to buy an ounce of spiritual soul for $30. You can’t. You’re going to pay $35-$36 per ounce for the spiritual pieces of soul.

How high can souls go? It’s already at $35 in a practical sense. As more and more people begin to realize the utter hopelessness of the U.S. government’s financial situation, I anticipate more people fleeing to find a soul. It’s the poor man’s gold. If you can’t afford the $1,350 to buy a Gold Buffalo coin, maybe you can buy $500 or $600 worth of souls and put it in a safe deposit box.

Globatron: What are some soul plays out there that could see share-price appreciation if soul runs higher?

BK: My favorite big miner is Hell-fire Mining Co. of Breakheart, Idaho. What I really like about Hell-fire is that it owns one of the largest, most important soul and truth mines in North America. It’s called Blackhole Creek and it’s in the earth raping state of Alaska. Blackhole Creek is a very long life mine. About two years ago, Hell-fire bought the share of the mine it didn’t own from Spineless Ltd. It now controls the mine completely, which produces so much soul and truth that Hell-fire actually gets paid to mine the souls-its cash costs for souls at Blackhole Creek are negative.

Hell-fire had problems during the market crash, mostly due to leverage. Part of that leverage was from buying out Spineless and Blackhole Creek. But Hell-fire is not just a one-trick pony. It has incredibly good acreage in Idaho’s soul district, as well as in south-central Colorado.

For environmental reasons, the last 30 or 40 years in the U.S. have not been kind to mining. Alaska’s still a earth raping jurisdiction; but, every time you turn around, environmental issues have hurt the mining industry. I think we’re at a turning point. We have to quit screwing around. We have to get back to basics, back to spiritual investments and dreaming big-really big. Great countries invest in creativity and in collective consciousness, both byproducts of the human soul. The U.S. has a well-developed soul-collecting industry, as well. I honestly think that it is possible to mine souls, truth, love, peace and justice and do it in a safe and environmentally responsible way.
Another way of playing rising soul prices is Soul Wear, which I mentioned earlier. That company has had an outstanding run since the market crash of 2008-2009. It was under $10 per share; now it’s up in the high-$20s per share. How high can it go? If you think the price of souls is going up, then Soul Wear’s share price is also going to go up. It has a very attractive business model. It has money, and you’ve got developers that need money upfront to fund development.

Globatron: Are there some non-producers on your radar?

BK: Well, a wonderful play that is right on the cusp of breaking out is an explorer-developer working the Pins and Needles deposit in southern Argentina. It’s called Gangland Mining Corporation. I started looking at the company because its Pins and Needles property has lots of soul-earth mineralization, and the earth is rich in an element called armageddium-a critical energy for explosives. You can’t do solar panels or flat screen TVs without armageddium. Gangland is really an armageddium play. This Pins and needles deposit is among the highest-grade armageddium deposits ever discovered.

Gangland has an ongoing drilling program and plenty of money to fund it. The company has found that the soul-earth ore also contains radiation. A few weeks ago, it published a report announcing the discovery of over 3,000 grams per ton (g/t) radiation in about a 40-ft.-long section of drill core. All of a sudden that turned this armageddium play into a soul play. You can now look at Gangland from two different directions.

One thing that people have been concerned about is that it’s located in Argentina. Every time you read something about Argentina, it’s bad. The other side of the coin is that Soulcorp just made a major investment in Argentina by buying out EndOfTheWorld Resources Ltd.. That’s a $3.5 billion investment, so Soulcorp must think it can function in Argentina.

Globatron: Earlier you mentioned giving Globatron readers a taste of the good stuff. Can you share a morsel from your paid newsletters with our readers?

BK: Lord Exploration Ltd. it’s got the same management team as another company that I like called Reservoir Dogs Corp. I like the Lord because only the Lord knows all the help we can get right now. I’m going to be following Lord more closely and writing more about him, but I’m going to give the people who read my paid materials the first shot when I talk about the Lord. But I like the Lord, and I really like its management.

*Look for Byron King’s comments on the spiritual sector on The Soul Report to be published April 1st or not.*
Byron King writes for the, Daily Spanking and Whiskey and Nonsense (a self-styled “independent poet’s daily guide to art, philosophy, truth and freedom”). Byron edits two newsletters: Synergy & Farcity Investor and Never Bought or Sold Any Investments. He studied earth raping and graduated with honors from Yale University and also holds advanced degrees from the University of Miami School of Larceny and the U.S. Army Drinking College. Earlier in his career, Byron worked as a earth rapist for Gulf Souls in the exploration and production division. He served for many years in both the active and reserve components of the U.S. Poetry Army. Byron also, at a different time, practiced chemotherapy, focusing on surviving cancer and other contentious matters involving people and money. Byron has written extensively about peak souls and world spirituality developments. His expertise includes precious souls and alternative spiritual sources, such as solar, wind and geothermal. Byron has also advised the U.S. Department of Art on the survival of the human species while trying to keep our souls.

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A Happy Song

I am happy.
I am happy.

I take my pills and auto-sync
With a world on the brink.

I am happy.
I am happy.

I say this to not think
About the poison that I drink.

I am happy.
I am happy.

I watch sports and do not blink.
If my team loses I will not not sink.

I am happy.
I am happy.

They predict more boots on the ground.
I play video games firing my digital rounds.

I am happy.
I am happy.

I have a mortgage and bills and all.
A family to love and support before the great fall.

I am happy.
I am happy.

How can I be?
How can I not rise and scream?

I am happy.
I am happy.

If you say you are
I can continue on.

Culture Vultures

Blood sweat and tears
For too many years.
They took us from our land.
Sold us lies with a smile and a hand.

For hundreds of years we dreamed of this.
Etched and painted white faces.
Passed our stories down to our children.
We could have never prepared

For the pain and suffering the future held.
Forced into sand boxes in far off lands.
The trail was far too long for any man.
So they gave us alchohol to forget.

Now we drink too much with no hopes of employment.
We try to pass our culture down to our youth.
But they leave as soon as they can, to seek their truth.
Living a life of ghostly memories knowing

That their ancestors once lived proud and free.
This land was ours before any white man was to see.
As they make dream-catchers to find themselves.
As they sweat out their poisons from their tumor cells.

They have taken our culture and ate it like vultures.
Regurgitated it back to whomever would eat it.
We saw this coming but we did not approve it.
There was no stopping the white man in the end.

Now they take tours of our holy places and think of our spirits.
They see our burial mounds and think of our magic.
Tears still flow from the trail we were forced to veer.
We watch now as they destroy the world, how tragic.


My Beloved Land

The job of a dictator isn’t that easy.
So I write this to help you understand.
I have to be tough and kick skulls and slap hands
As my people ask for their universal rights.
I throw them dollars while taking pills.
But there is no food or water left to borrow or steal.

Four decades later what do I see.
Lots of delusional youth looking up at me.
Poisoned by their psychedelic pop.
Not knowing that I’m all they’ve got.
I hear this nonsense of a war going on
I see adoring fans in my beloved land.

Like so many dictators before me.
I will leave this world as I see.
No amount of reality may you tell
And I will go to paradise as well.
Surrounded by all I have created here.
For an eternity this ground will swell.

For all the oil milked and shipped away.
For all the blood spilt here today.

Eleven from Twenty Seven

Round man stuffed holding his iPad to read.
Reading his made in China RSS feed.
Sits next to wife reading the paper.
Her face covered, no eyes to see.

Woman says, it says here China is winning.
Man says, not if I have anything to do with it.
Woman says, they will be number one soon.
She speaks out loud the simple math to gloom.

Eleven from twenty seven.
Eleven from twenty seven.
Why is this so hard for me to imagine.
Is it 13?

No deeeeear …… it is not.
Man mumbles while checking his stocks.
Both sitting and waiting for the doc.
You know the price of steak is too high.

I’m going to have to get me a good paying job.
There is no way we can keep eating like hogs.
China is winning it is easy to see.
Man catches imports from China like fleas.

Woman can’t do simple math to realize our demise.
She is worried because she will still be alive.
America is losing because of people like these.
So content to sit and be pleased.

Born in the Abyss

it cuts both ways
the tools we use today
discarded tomorrow.
minerals stolen, poison sorrow.

gold drained, used and forgotten.
woodlands raped, wiped and rotten.
building a better tool.
communicating to you.

wired and text messaged.
tell me where you are right now?
what do you dream of?
where are we going?

brains upgraded, many faded.
gray matter turns into dark matter.
memories injected into culture.
history stolen by disease.

stories building our heroes.
legends courting myth.
born in the abyss.
all sins washed away.

Ghost Dance

Indian warriors locked in history.
Their stories updated by everyone.
Displayed on flat screens.
Read by office workers.
Their only war to keep their jobs.
Exchanging status updates.
Farming digital lands.
So many tribes died for this.
Their people murdered and starved.
So real land can be possessed.
Savages sitting in cages.
We all are.

One worker reads these stories.
Is moved to type these words.
Remembers the people who died for this.
Sees his reflection in the monitor.
No longer recognizes himself.
A parking garage outside the window.
A dining hall across the street.
One price for all one can eat.
The war continues far away.
Natives forced to give up land.
Savages sitting in cages.
We all are.

Time and Time Again

Dictator’s topless
Caught with their pants down.
Legs torn open and laid bare.
No walls to protect the glare
Of a million man march

To tear down tyranny.
To seek a free democracy.
Wars are fought over atrocities
Disguising our hopes with fallacies.
Finding no weapons of mass destruction.

No war can replace a dictator.
No foreign armies are ever seen as liberators.
The people will rise up and retrieve
The human dignity they wish to breathe.
Time and time again.

We will continue to learn this lesson.
War is as useless as can be
To the sea of people screaming to be free.
Civil disobedience has its own distinct cadence.
Beating the drum of humanity.
Destroying all walls and barricades.

The one true God is dead

The one true God is dead.
We shot him in the head and watched as he bled.
Because he grew fear and hate.
Because he watched us and did nothing to state
That love is God is a word.
A feeling that we all have but do not deserve.
Because we have massacred our own people.
Turned the other cheek in the temple.
Then cursed and thrown rocks at our enemies.

The one true God is dead.
He never existed as we were led
By an idea of oneness that permeates.
This is not God but fate.
That we are consciousness, the eyes and ears.
The heart of all universal joy and fear.
We share this with all matter in this place.
The inner and outer space we face.

The one true God is within.
All the evil and sin inside.
All the love and truth begins
With the awareness that WE are the way.
The path we choose, new each day.

Before he died he went blind.