The infinite, most inevitably
Unanswerable question
Is my favorite question
Of the five W’s and an H
Who
What
When
Where
Why
And
How
Though “Why ?”, is my favorite question
I am learning not to ask it
For any one else’s explanation
Regarding their behavior or acts
Ultimately, they do not know, nor have
The inclination to try or want to understand
Likewise, I may not grasp why I do what I do
However, it is worth asking myself why, why, why
Methinks, that if one inquired of me
My behavior or acts, I could give a fairly finite answer
Because most times, I’ve already thought it through
In other words, I have a why (*) to my why (act)
A thought out, * rational, reason, purpose, or intent
Even if it is a mildly unconscious OCD as an OCB
Obsessive Compulsive Behavior, not Disorder
Besides, who gets to decide what is, the disorder
Ironically, if someone doesn’t like or believe my why
They will make up their own “why” anyway
Conversely, sadly, I am inclined to do the same
It’s kind of like hearing
“Everything happens for a reason,”
Every individual gets to make up
Their own perception of what
They think is the reason
And, just like people’s
Interpretation of God
Not even two will be similar
Enough to be categorized together
Why?
Because we can and it satiates
Our own individual narcissistic ego
That thinks it “knows” the reason why
Or their understanding of God
Is the most accurate and defining
“I have special glasses
To see the contradiction
In everything.”
– Angelo Devlin
Hyperbolic ridiculousness
Of the exaggerated lengths
Content creators will go to
Generate crappy click bait
In order to get multiple likes
Or unconscious comments
Of either malignant or benign
Dopey distractions with
Impossible savage scenarios
Visually stimulating stupidity
To make most go….that’s fake
Why the fuck did I fall for that
While the rest get quickly
Hooked, hook, line, and sinker
The line is getting blurrier
Deciphering reality from fiction
Save not engaging at all to then
Read a book, or learn an instrument
Wash the house, the car, or dog
Reorganize a “junk” drawer
Throw stuff out, make some art
Have deep philosophical dialog
Learn about the person closest
To your heart in the brief time
That is available to both right now
Bordering on consice concerns
Of having an experience
Which is easier to say
Than, to realize it because
It was at the exact moment
Simultaneously experienced
It was not an afterthought
Recognizing what happened
Rather, as it occurred
If I had a bucket list
Which I do not
That would have been on it
Since things to do
Before I die, are not available
As my infinite soul is merely
In an autonomous vehicle
Death is just a transfer point
From one facade to the next
In one quadrillionth
Of a second, I recognized it
Then, I moved on to changing
My behavior
My thoughts
My posture
My composure
My breathing
My outlook
Hoping in similar situations
I experience that miracle to
Be aware of magic moments
Discerning my divinity
Fortunately or unfortunately
The scenario that occurred was
When I was extremely agitated
Jaw clenched, blood boiling
Joints stiffened, breath held
Whilst no one noticed……whew
Except for me, instantaneously
Ceasing that tenacious tension
Became aware of what I control
Knowing external influences
Did not manifest my anger
It was how I had unconsciously
Chose to react to something that
Lasted a series of brief moments
Me being angry was not going
To change the outcome of what
Was occurring at the time
Most likely, would make it worse
Had it been discovered in plain sight
I know as of now I forgot the details
The experience is recognizing the
Wisdom I gained in that brief moment
Carrying it into experiencing each
Infinitesimally concise split second
Which is quite an experience
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
Click bait
Set to trigger
Fragile egos
Ready to burst
With opinions
Guided by
Algorithms
Triggers set
Only antagonize
Never relax
That is why
Social media
Calls what
You scroll through
“A feed”
People grunting
Their way over to
The digital trough
To consume
Whatever slop
Their owners want
To feed them
To keep them dull
From over consumption
Swallowing the actual
Nutrition mixed in
But ignored
That points out
Not to be distracted
Be at peace
Love your neighbor
Hint: (everyone on
The planet is….
Your neighbor)
We are all certainly on
The same spaceship
So save your
Knee-jerks for
The doctor when
They acknowledge
That you can feel
“Knee-jerk” is an expression meaning
an immediate, automatic response
made without much thought.
What it implies
Reflexive – like the physical knee-jerk reflex tested by doctors
Unconsidered – not carefully reasoned
Often emotional, habitual, or defensive
Examples
“His knee-jerk reaction was to get angry
before hearing the full story.”
“Opposing the idea was a knee-jerk response,
not a thoughtful critique.”
Tone & usage
Usually critical or dismissive,
suggesting the response lacked depth
Common in politics, debates,
psychology, and everyday speech
Related expressions
Reflex reaction
Snap judgment
Automatic response
Gut reaction”
– AI
“It’s never going to get any better, don’t look for it. Be happy with what you got. Because the owners of this country don’t want that.
I’m talking about the real owners now.
The big wealthy business interests that control things and make all the important decisions.
Forget the politicians. They are irrelevant.
The politicians are put there to give you the idea that you have freedom of choice.
You don’t.
You have no choice.
You have owners.
They own you.
They own everything.
They own all the important land.
They own, and control the corporations.
They’ve long since bought, and paid for the Senate, the Congress, the state houses, the city halls, they got the judges in their back pockets and they own all the big media companies, so they control just about all of the news and information you get to hear.
They’ve got you by the balls.”
– George Carlin
The distractions
Are easy to spot
All you have to do is
Just look carefully to
Spot obvious ones
By their vague source
With a constant one
Drum beat direction
The second easy one
From a different direction
Are those gently tapping
For an opinion that has on
The outcome, zero relevance
It simply hooks you in
For statistical nonsense
To satiate one’s ego that
“Your” opinion “matters”
It doesn’t. It goes nowhere
Save keeping you occupied
Away from your divinity
Knowing you are one
With Source, of course
“My biggest fear is one day one of these kids is going to be President, and he’s going to have a lot of trophies. He’s not going to know what losing feels like.
He’s not going to have humility, and he’s not going to have grace. Someone’s not going to sign a trade agreement, and he’s going to hit the nuke button. We’re going to be so high, we’re just going to watch.
As that nuclear fireball rips the flesh from our skeletons, our last thought is going to be….Pretty colors.”
– Christopher Titus
“Neverlution”
“I just want to be
The antidote for the
Poisonous Kool-aid
People have ingested.”
– Angelo Devlin
That which you feel
Can not be real
That which you see
Is a projection
On a moving screen
That which you hear
Is not stored anywhere
Just to be clear
That which you
Have tasted
Is either on your
Waist or wasted
Which you can not
Recall the flavor
As if you didn’t
Eat it at all to savor
It was once there and
Now it is gone
Which is where you’ll be
Before not very long
Nothing catastrophic
Is going, to happen
Though often that is
Generally, the distraction
The only moment you have
Is the one right now
Ooopsie, you missed it
Now you look around
Wondering how
Probably because
You were reading this
Which momentarily
Put you in a state of bliss
Maybe that is true
But probably not
That’s the trouble with
The perception paradox
No cat, box, radiation, hammer
Poison, or geiger counter necessary
If you are awake, you are alive
If you are asleep, you are dead
Consider, when you are “sleeping”
Either in a fancy box, or a cardboard one
“You” are not “there” in the first place
Quite frankly, if no one is observing you
Your existence is impossible to prove
Could you prove otherwise, hmmm
Try saying I Am, while sleeping
“I am”… I said
To no one there
And no one heard at all
Not even the chair
“I am”… I cried
“I am”… said I
And I am lost and I can’t
Even say why
“I am”… I said
“I am”… I cried
“I am”… I said
– Neil Diamond
One’s existence boils down
To a heady thought experiment
While each moment
Blends into the next
Wave after wave
“I have special glasses
To see the contradiction
In everything.”
– Angelo Devlin
As the masses slam down
Their blood & oil cocktail
Like guzzling beer at
An endless frat keg party
The hangover of shame
Won’t be any better than it was
During the Bush administrations
Where we distracted our own
Conscious culpability of death
Of (get this) fellow human beings
Because some brown people
Have oil under their feet
Geologist and engineers be damned
We need to satiate our blood thirst
Quick look for some brown people *
Perhaps in Venezuela? Ooopsie
Kinda makes Don, a Mafia Don
But this time we will use drugs
As the distraction to occupy
The muddled mindless masses
The fool me twice theory of
Geopolitical bogeymen hiding
Nonexistent weapon of mass
Distraction would be to soon to use
That whole cry wolf fable thing
Therefore it behooves power to
Change things up a little bit
Instead of wolf, it uses the monkey
The monkey (drugs)
On our monkey’s (oil) back
So why not, “illegal” drugs, which
By the way, are not the problem
The desire to alter one’s reality
Of reality is the problem, the “legal”
Pharmaceutical Industrial Complex
Already knows this with incredibly
Gross, gross profanatory profits
If people understood and realized
Their divine presence as autonomous
Beings interconnected with infinity
Conscious of their subjective perspective
That, that is the drug they really seek
The one of their limited freewill
That could choose to be happy
And hopefully non-violent…….nah
Back to the Dinosaurs
How might the collective
Write over their previous
Deceptive indoctrination
That oil comes from dinosaurs
Just asking for 8 Billion friends
“The popular link between oil and dinosaurs began with Sinclair Oil’s marketing campaign starting in 1930, using the idea that oil came from the Mesozoic Era (the “Age of Dinosaurs”) for promotional purposes, despite the fact that oil actually comes from ancient marine microorganisms, not dinosaurs. Sinclair introduced the dinosaur mascot, Dino, at the 1933 World’s Fair, solidifying this misconception in the public’s mind.
Key Points:
• Marketing Origin: The direct association was a marketing tactic by Sinclair Oil, first used in 1930 to promote oil products from the Mesozoic Era.
• Mesozoic Era Connection: Many oil deposits formed during the Mesozoic Era (when dinosaurs lived), leading to the misconception that dinosaurs were the source.
• Scientific Reality: Oil actually forms from the remains of tiny marine plants, plankton, and bacteria that lived and died millions of years before dinosaurs, sinking to the ocean floor and being transformed by heat and pressure.
• Public Awareness: Sinclair’s dinosaur exhibit at the 1933 Chicago World’s Fair was so popular that the image of dinosaurs and oil became ingrained in popular culture.”
– AI
Quite crude, if you ask me..
How does one delete or rewrite
Nearly 100 years of bad data?
My understanding is that to date
Somewhere between 1 and 2 Trillion
Barrels of oil have been extracted from earth
42 to 84 Trillion gallons of oil…….Hmmmm
Further refined into trillions more gas & diesel
(My head hurts, you do the math)
That is a lot of dead fucking dinosaurs
Still the underlying narrative is
That oil, a replenished resource is
Always in incredibly short supply
Therefore (this is the tricky part)
People have to be killed over it
Since human beings can not
Turn their blind eye fast enough
The justification for murder
Gets buried in ill logic that no one
Is “directly” responsible, save for
Freely and willingly handing money to
The oil corporations and banks making
Gross profits off of a few lost lives
As the cost of doing business
*
“We can bomb the shit out of your country all right! Huh?
Especially if your country is full of brown people; oh we like that don’t we? That’s our hobby! That’s our new job in the world: bombing brown people. Iraq, Panama, Grenada, Libya, you got some brown people in your country, tell them to watch the fuck out or we’ll goddamn bomb them!”
– George Carlin
Sorry Venezuela, it was bound to be your turn eventually.
“I write to expunge the darkness
So that someday
Light may shine through”
– Angelo Devlin
“Bombs Over Baghdad (Venezuela)
Vampires drinking
Blood and oil cocktails
Their violence works
it hardly ever fails
When blind man can’t see
He believes blind
Blind obedience is
The child of mindless minds
New world order
Is an old world lie
Fighting for peace,
See how they die
Dragging in God,
As they turn violent
God says nothing,
He just remains silent
Stop madmen from
Running loose
Mother earth woman
Can’t take the abuse
Living right now is
Living for tomorrow
Time is saying
There’s no more time tomorrow”
– John Trudell
Everyone is carrying some of
Everybody else’s burden
Making metaphorical socialism
The new norm by which
The collective is weakened
Unscalable emotional weight
Determined by puffy projections
Feeding narcissistic egos
Believing “their” help is best
Yet, the forgotten lesson of
The caterpillar transforming
Into a beautiful butterfly is an
Unintentional murder-suicide
Albeit with the best intentions
One might stumble across a
Chrysalis with a creature inside
Struggling to make it outside
The unknowing ego thinks
That it can perhaps help
So it pries open the cocoon
Partly because on the ego level
He or she hates their own struggles
Only to have the butterfly weakened
To an unfulfilled shorter life
That is the murder part
The suicide part is by “helping”
It brings on an internal demise
Knowing that their alleged help
Did more harm than good
All of the mental regrets
Plus, woulda, shoulda, coulda’s
Will not change the outcomes
Of a misdirected unconscious
Desire in wishing to receive
The help allegedly administered
Free, but imprisoned by all the
Woulda, shoulda, coulda’s
It is a catch-22 for sure
If someone is too proud or
Doesn’t know to ask for help
Is one helping by helping
Or carrying a burden
That burdens everyone
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
Of one’s own reality
Prepare to manifest
In infinite directions
At one’s willful intent
All based on a thought
Actions transformed
From a divine desire
Or a dark one, I guess
Into observable
Subjective perceptions
Putting the onus on
One’s self to either
Go with the flow
Or try (ha ha ha) to
Manipulate an outcome
Sounds easy enough
Until one realizes
All that is going on in
Each billionth of a second
Like the heart pumping
60 – 100 beats per minute
1 – 1.67 beats per second
Lungs expanding or
Contracting every 5 seconds
As the brain never sleeps
All while deciding what
To have for breakfast or
Make a complete stop at a
Stop sign in an intersection
Though nothing ever
“Actually,” stops
Molecules are zipping around
Constantly and consciously ??
Did a routine take over
Or are you in control of
Each microsecond
Have presence in the present
Though it, too, is now “gone”
Where did it go?
It was just here
I think this differed from
The original trajectory
Because methinks
I went with the flow
Was this the “best” outcome
I do not know with certainty
However, it is safe to assume
That in an adjacent dimension
Or vibration on a string there
Could be a better or worse version
“All of that
Which has reality
Has no basis
In reality”
– Angelo Devlin
Of an infinite universe
I do not understand
The illusory need for
A beginning or an end
Via God or Science *
Take in every experience of
Birth, death, taxes, sleep,
Breakfast, lunch, dinner,
Failure, success, a house,
A boat, a car, a mansion,
A cardboard box, hat & shoes
Kindness, evil, anger, rage,
Peace, music, silence, words,
Rape, assault, forgiveness,
Differences, similarities, blood,
Oxygen, doctors and coroners,
Family, siblings, animals, drugs,
Alcohol, caffeine, consumption,
Midwives and grave diggers,
Rain, snow, tornadoes, hurricanes,
War, peace, lotteries, prisons,
Jesus, Buddha, Mohammed,
Yahweh, Confucisius, Allah
Atheists and conspiracy theorists,
Flat earthers, globalists, worms,
Bacteria, non-existent time, poop,
Obesity, bulimia, diets and scales,
Thoughts and prayers, hope, dreams,
Depression, anxiety, serenity, etc..
*
The contradictory evidence is in
Either of their own published works
For Science
The Big Bang Theory is a “THEORY”
You know
“Theory” : an unproved assumption”
– m-w.com
That is not very “Science” like.
Likewise
“Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters.”
Genesis 1 2
Water……. is already there.
“Why water works as a metaphor for consciousness
1. Formless yet present
Water has no fixed shape; it takes the shape of whatever contains it. Likewise, consciousness doesn’t have a fixed form—it appears as thoughts, emotions, sensations, memories, or silence depending on what arises. Consciousness contains experience without being identical to any single experience.”
– AI
“Let’s just think about this for a minute,”
– Bill Hicks
“Consciousness contains experience without being identical to any single experience.”
Fascinating, absolutely infinitely fascinating.
More printed “evidence”
“In the beginning, the Word already existed.
The Word was with God, and the Word was God.”
John 1:1
“Let’s just think about this for a minute,”
– Bill Hicks
“The Word already existed.”
It is my dead horse, I’ll beat it if I want to.
(No animals were harmed in the writing of this post.)
The fun part is knowing that one has
Infinity to discover what consciousness is
Then, after that, another infinity to realize
All of the infinite experiences to have
Within each subsequent infinities
To make mistakes
To recover or not
Hint: You will recover….. or not
Every infinite infinitesimal moment is
There to be experienced once or
An infinite number of times
Birth, death, birth, death, wealth, poverty,
Depression, anxiety, hope, fear, hate, love,
Tyrannies, Democracies, alleged Democracy,
Socialism, monarchies, anarchies, dystopias
Parenting, adolescence, suicide, counseling,
Tears, laughter, joy, carnivorism, veganism,
Beer, marijuana, cocaine, heroine, coffee,
Starvation, obesity, murder, victim of murder,
Follow orders, defy orders, give orders,
Complain about orders, rearrange orders,
Sing, dance, create, make music, make love,
Make war, cake, cookies, your bed, up shit,
Deny reality, embrace reality, ignore reality,
Experience slick roads, desert heat, loneliness
Sleep deprivation, media manipulation, TV,
Books, radio, theater, movies, plays, trivialities,
Morality, karma, reason, ignorance, doubt,
Confidence, arrogance, narcissism, humility, etc..
All because you are a part of an
Infinite universe in infinity
Have fun. Enjoy each experience
Bucket lists be damned
There is, and there is no bucket
The infinite revolving choice becomes
Will each moment be experienced
In love, peace, laughter, and truth…… or fear?
I’ll end this with this…..
“OH NO! IT NEVER ENDS,
NO, IT NEVER ENDS”
– Sam Kinison
Looking at the world through a windshield. 