A baby is a baby
Born or unborn
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The billboard I’d like to see
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A baby is a baby
Born or unborn
Unless it grows up
To wear a uniform
(Going to need a bigger billboard)
As society’s
Alleged protector
Cast as an image
With a projector
Using words to
Describe honor
A mind trick
To kill one another
Out of the womb
Death is okay
For with your
Taxes you’ll pay
For that, most
Will turn a blind eye
When all should shed
A dichotomous cry
After writing this
The coincidence of
Traveling the same route
On a different day
The next billboard
That caught my eye
Was the military
Recruitment one
Which surfaced
George Carlin’s bit
“Conservatives want live babies so they can raise them to be dead soldiers.”
– George Carlin
Then I dug this up from;
An oldie, but a goody from
“A place for my stuff”
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“Hey, why doncha join the service? Join the fuckin’ service! Join up and die!
How do you expect to keep the country free if you won’t die? I’m dead. I died in World War II!
I’m fuckin’ dead! Can you say that? Come on. Join up and die!”
– George Carlin
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Wouldn’t you think, at this point in our alleged evolution, we could figure out how to accomplish everything we need to without violence and bloodshed.
Just asking for a planet, full of bi-pedal oxygen breathing, monoxide exhaling, red-blooded, skeleton supported, solar powered, carbon-based, large brained, earth inhabitant omnivore artists.
Who, when viewed from a distance filtered through the ozone layer all look the same.
Creating various shelters, all seeking ways to obtain food and water. Dining and drinking, pooping and peeing, smiling and laughing, working and resting, sleeping and snoring, all to wake up the next day and do it again.
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“Just an observation, maybe I need different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
Today
Actually this moment
Yesterday is a figment
Of your imagination
Tomorrow is a
Projection of
Your perceptions
Now is the only
Moment that
Actually exists
“A moment is coming. Almost here. Its getting closer… any moment now, almost here aaaaaaand now its gone.”
– George Carlin
Belief must be the glue
That holds an individual
To its caged cranial confines
Questioning those would
Cause them to come unglued
As seen in desperate attempts
By vocalizing or printing them
On screens or near water coolers
In an uncompelled need to
Convince others of their beliefs
Not so much that they exist
Rather that the beliefs are valid
Typically more important
Than other’s benign beliefs
Lately over political ideologies
Which “lives” matter theories
Whether or not masks work
All of which are somewhat
Tangible concepts for discussion
That can be put to the test
Via perceived proof and practice
Dissection and determination
Of observations and outcomes
It is the belief in various
Invisible APAKALOBs
(All Powerful All Knowing
All Loving Omniscient Being)
That seem the most
Present and implausible
Proof of any or many is impossible
To prove those beliefs remain
In the imagination of the individual
How incrementally indoctrinated
They have been since birth
Or discovering the internet
Hoping to find superficial
Surfaces they can adhere to
With fireworks
Is such a contradiction
Having
Freedom is its own reward
Flags
Fireworks
Ammendments
Are merely chains
Binding the perceiver
Shackling them to
Their prisoned cell
Further away from
Freedom
It seems as though
People enjoy their
Regulated freedom
Freedoms they’re
Told and sold they have
The system is
Working perfectly
By getting people
To believe it’s not
That somehow
It can be “fixed”
Wth a piece of paper
Or perhaps a law
A bigger gun
A taller wall
A vaccine
A different “leader”
Any or all could
Change today
And still the system
Will continue
Working perfectly
Only anomalous numbers
Being bandied about
As if they meant something
To the unaffected
Rather non-infected
Staying disinfected
Though disaffected
By the numbers
Because by themselves
They mean zilch
In regards to all
Overall deaths
Saturating our psyche
No comparisons to
Any actual actuarial info
Just blatant bombardment
With dizzying digits
Pointless percentages
Numbing numbers
Creating conspiracies
Where none exist
Or need to
To try and remain healthy
Or behave like
Spiritual Masters
Compassionate
Wise
Knowing
Empathetic
Yet beyond
The frailties of
Earthling artist’s
Perceived suffering
I like how some people
Have the audacity to
Post a meme using
The likeness of
Morgan Freeman
As God from
“Bruce Almighty”
Covered with words
I doubt he uttered
That read……….
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You might not want to hear this..
But forcing people to wear masks
Has nothing to do with safety,
It’s an experiment to see who is
A follower and who isn’t.
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Meanwhile
The contradiction is
That the “poster”
On facebook
Is merely following
A different pied piper
Duh
It’s still “following”
Worse still are the
Thoughtless lemmings
That like and share
Exposing their simplistic
Complicity to follow
Just because they
Do not know
Where their going
Everything happens for a reason.
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Just not necessarily the way one conjures up petty justifications to satiate their fragile ego.
Deluding electrical impulses in the confines of a cranium through squishy gray matter to alter various realities so that one can perceive to make sense of their world.
Meanwhile everything just is as it is.
Sometimes the reasons are there are no reasons.
How about instead
Of fighting for arbitrary
“Rights”
People as a collective
Instilled and encouraged
Developed and shared
Humane decency
For all
As if it were for us
Because….. It is “Us”
So we can evolve
Into beings of light
Not stagnate as stooges
In a surreptitious system
As unwitting participants
Played as the perpetual
Proletariat pawns of power
…….. Oh yeah…………..
There’s no money in that
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“Everyone in this country is always running around, yammering about their fucking rights. I have a right. You have no right. We have a right. They don’t a have right.
Folks, I hate to spoil your fun but there’s no such thing as rights, OK.
They’re imaginary. We made them up, like the Boogie Man, the Three Little Pigs, Pinocchio, Mother Goose, shit like that.
Rights are an idea. They’re just imaginary. They’re a cute idea. Cute, but that’s all. Cute and fictional.”
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That’s all we’ve ever had in this country is a bill of temporary privileges. And if you read the news even badly, you know that every year, the list gets shorter and shorter and shorter.
You see how silly that is? Yeah. Sooner or later, the people in this country are going to realize the government does not give a fuck about them. The government doesn’t care about you or your children or your rights or your welfare or your safety.
It simply doesn’t give a fuck about you. It’s interested in its own power. That’s the only thing, keeping it and expanding it wherever possible.”
– George Carlin
Legislate smlegislate
Keep hearing about
Bills being introduced
Plans proposed
Ideologies implemented
Laws passed
To change behaviors
All on piles of paper
Yet every last tree
Could be harvested
Pressed into paper
Flooded with ink
But until people
Change their hearts
It will have all been
For naught
And won’t be
Worth the paper
It’s printed on
