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A Really Strange Awareness



To be aware enough to wish

To not exist anymore

Not of suicidal desperation *

Rather aware enough

That you’ve done this before

Plus, I will do it / this again

And will repeat infinitely

Again and again and again

An exercise in futility

Knowing “the point

Of the journey

Is not to arrive” – Rush

Must be for journey’s sake

For the sake of experiences




Is it that elusive rainbow or

The next picturesque sunset

A glimpse of understanding

One of known knowing

That all of perceptible logic

Points in that direction of

Experiencing experiences




A photograph of a sunrise or sunset

Does not capture the breeze or heat

Felt at the time nor exactly the

Sentiment you wanted to cling to **

Only the light reflections off of the

Clouds and shadows that moved

The instant the camera clicked

Once on film, now in digital storage

Absolutely everything shifted

Before, during, and after the click

Waiting for a more perfect sunrise

Will only bring you to the setting sun

When will it be perfect to photograph

Never.

Dispose of the un-disposable camera

Capture the moment of the moment

Whilst in the moving moment and move on

To the next miraculous moment, then

Each moment will be as instantaneous

As it will last forever infinitely in infinity

Just not where you are at right now

Right now, or now, or now………

Ooopsie




*


“I just think that’s as interesting as hell. That’s probably the most interesting thing you can do with your life……. end it. I don’t think I could do that, though. Could you? God. I couldn’t commit suicide if my life depended on it.


But I understand it, you know. I think I do. I don’t wonder about it. I don’t wonder, well, why did he do that and what was going through his mind.


You know what I wonder, Where did he find the fucking time? Who’s got time to be committing suicide? Aren’t you busy? I got shit to do. Suicide would be way down on my list.”

– George Carlin


**


“Doesn’t anyone in this country just stop and look at things anymore? Sort of take them in, maybe even remember them?

Is that such a strange notion? Does experience have to be documented, brought home, and saved on the shelf? //

And do people really watch this shit? Are people’s lives so bankrupt, they sit at home looking at things they already did / (saw)?”

– George Carlin



Besides, how can anyone have time

For either, when everyone is pushing

A boulder up a sisyphean treadmill

Might as well keep going with a smile



Here is a mantra to help, maybe????


“Pardon me, while I
Plaster on a fake smile
And get through this shit
Just one more time.”

– Bill Hicks

Is It Any Wonder


People can not hear

What other people say

When they can not

Hear themselves speak

Me : guilty as charged

Which leads me to

Keeping my mouth shut

Review a thought and

Its content and context

Before releasing it into

The ether for consumption




Unfortunately……….

Unintentional catastrophizers

Let loose from their lips

Looney stuff, such as

“Spokane is burning to the ground.”



……….could you repeat that? Please?



“Spokane is burning to the ground.”


That is what I thought you said. Thanks.


Hmmmm, wow, that is horrible

Where did you receive that information?

“The news.” Okay,  that’s all I needed to hear.

As of this writing, less than one thousand structures have burned down. According to the all omniscient AI, there are between 75 and 85 thousand structures, which is wildly vague for an entity allegedly all-knowing.

Speaking of allegedly, my first question to AI was, “How many building structures are there in Spokane?” Its response was.

“There is no official total count available for all individual residential and commercial buildings in Spokane, Washington. Municipal tracking generally focuses on specific categories rather than a complete tally of every structure.”

So much for being all-knowing. Tsk, tsk. So I gave it a legal loophole and asked, “approximately.” It perked right up and gave me the ten thousand betwixt and between of 75 to 85 thousand.


I did my gazintas, splitting the difference at 80k. Took 913 divided by 80k = .0114 structures have burned.

That is hardly all of Spokane is burning down. Information like that is for the sensationally senseless. Humdrum daily lives need excitement, just to get through to the next day. Till the next conjured catastrophe captures the contents of their cranium.


“Explosions are fun! And hey, the closer the explosion is to your house, the more fun it is! Did you ever notice that? Sometimes you have the TV on and you’re working around the house, some guy comes on television and says “Six thousand people were killed in an explosion today”; you say “Where? Where?”.

He says, “… in Pakistan.” Say, “Oh, fuck Pakistan! Too far away to be any fun.” But if he says it happened in your hometown, you’ll say “Whoa, hot shit! Come on, Dave, let’s go look at the bodies! Let’s go look at the bodies!” I love bad news. I love bad news. Hey, the more bad news there is, the faster this system collapses. Fine by me. Fine by me. Don’t bother my ass. Don’t bother my ass none.”

– George Carlin


Maybe, maybe if the news was not so ostentatiously overwhelming to keep and attracting audiences and ad revenues, we could collectively combine our consciousness to find a better way to create more liveable livelihoods that are not contingent on constant chaos.



“What do I know
I am just a person
Who drives a truck,”


– Angelo Devlin

A Cosmological Rant

Science ought to be

Self reflective enough by now

To stop explaining stuff

By an evidence-less theory

That everything came

From nothing

It is infinitely illogical



The same goes for that God fellow

Given credit for reshaping

What was already already here


“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


Doesn’t that make us / myself

Always, all ways a part of that

“Spirit of God”?????????


Yes ?, no?

May be yes, may be no?



I’m just asking for 8 billion fellow space travelers



Does it matter?

If matter doesn’t matter?

Or only exists if observed?



I have faith that i

(yes, the small i)

Have always existed

In one form or another

The current “I” existing

In the here and now

Is an ego in an autonomous

Anthropomorphic vehicle

With five base senses

To experience experiences and

Make these dopey observations

Also, to utilize available exergy *

Of me being a better me

In such an efficiently lazy way

So I do not have to do this shit again


* Exergy is the measure of the maximum useful work that can be extracted from a system as it reaches equilibrium with its environment.


Satiating the temporary ego just enough

To meld back with the Spirit of God / Word

That one emanated from to experience itself

And based on logic and reason… do it again


“Help me. Help me to find my true
Self without seeing the future
Save me, save me from torturing
Myself, even within my dreams

There’s got to be just more to it than this
Or tell me why, do we exist
I’d like to think that when I die
I’d get a chance another time

And to return and live again
Reincarnate, play the game
Again and again and again.”


– Iron Maiden

“Infinite Dreams”



If we are made from the dust of the stars

It would behoove us / myself to

Shine as bright as possible while

Providing light and warmth to our surroundings


“I am made from the dust of the stars
And the oceans flow in my veins. “

-Rush

“Presto”



A rant is a rant is a rant

A good rant keeps going


Have you seen the dopey depiction

Of how the “Big Bang” occurred

It always starts from left to right

Never bottom upward or vice-versa

Never right to left or any other angle

Why because it is only a theory

Science’s weakest argument is that

The universe is expanding

Based only on that detailed drawing

Yet it is so vast and never-ending

It is never presented that it is

Contracting in a different direction


Unlike the cosmos, this rant has to end

Will close it out with a Pete Holmes observation


“But it doesn’t matter if you’re an atheist. You’re a theist, I actually think we’re all kinda in the same boat. Really, I do. Some people think God created the universe. Some people think nothing created the universe. Which is the funniest guess? [audience laughing]

The “nothing” people make fun of the “God” people. They say, “God doesn’t exist.” I’m like, “Okay, maybe.” But you know what definitely doesn’t exist? Nothing. [audience/laughing]

That’s the defining characteristic of nothing, is that it doesn’t exist. So what are we talking about? Either you think it’s God, something you can’t see, touch, taste, photograph, and science can’t prove, or you think it’s nothing, something you can’t see, touch, taste, photograph, and science can’t prove.

But I think we can all agree if nothing, if your nothing, sometimes spontaneously erupts into everything, that’s a pretty goddamn magical fucking nothing, you guys. [audience/laughing]

And ask… ask the “nothing” people, “What happens when you die?” They’ll tell you, “Nothing. You go into nothing.” I’m like, “You mean you merge back with your creator?” [audience/laughing]

“That’s heaven, bitch.”


– Pete Holmes

We Are Traveling



In a time machine

Going in one direction

Always all ways forward

Though you can look back

You can not go back *

No matter how hard

One cranes their neck

What has happened happened

It is how the collective

Constructed the contraption

Of consciousness connection

There are no do-overs

Only reviews and redos

Or recycle and repeat

Preferably reflect and replace

Making every moment

A miraculous masterpiece

In the art of perfecting perfect

Which if self-awareness

Is the purpose of our being

Then that pursuit is the point

Somewhere between Ouroborus

And a Möbius strip Ad Infinitum

Though it need not be

A vicious circle or cycle if one

Learns from passed / past mistakes





“That is my best guess,

I have no clue…….”


– Angelo Devlin



*
“I Wanna Go Back”


“I was listening to the radio
I heard a song reminded me of long ago
Back then, I thought that things were never gonna change
It used to be that I never had to feel the pain
I know now that things will never be the same, no

I wanna go back
And do it all over
But I can’t go back I know
I wanna go back
Cause I’m feeling so much older
But I can’t go back I know”

– Eddie Money

Most Of The World


Comes to me

Through my ears

Reality floats in

Through the

Auditory canal

Both externally

And internally *

*

(For a while now, I have been recognizing the miracle of being able to hear my voice without internal ears. At least none that I’ve ever read or “heard” about. You?

Then it dawned on me one morning that those internally non-existent ears are picking up words and sounds from a non-existent larynx.

Wow. Simply wow.

Even though I am always a doubter and questioner, I did very little research because all it took to prove my hypothesis was to read the following sentence. “I wonder if I spoke this to myself while holding my breath, if I could hear it. The answer is yes. Then I tried to speak it again outloud while holding my breath.

Nope, nothing, nada, probably just had a goofy look on my face, mouth agape, with absolutely no sound emanating forth. Cool, huh, come on, you know you tried it. Call me and tell me otherwise while holding your breath…………. Exactly. 😉


Without the visual cues

To distract my attention

I can absorb information

Ironically more objectively

Trusting my intuition

It’s probably because I am like

A Neanderthal caveman

Who survives on instinct

Not relying on CNN

Caveman Neanderthal News


“You ever watch CNN for longer than, say, 20 hours in one day?

I gotta cut that out. Watch CNN. It’s the most depressing thing you’ll ever see, man.

“WAR, FAMINE, DEATH, AIDS, HOMELESS, RECESSION, DEPRESSION, WAR, FAMINE, DEATH, AIDS.”

“WAR, FAMINE, DEATH, AIDS, HOMELESS, RECESSION, DEPRESSION, WAR, FAMINE, DEATH, AIDS.”

(Dinosaurs, pterodactyls, drought, monsoons, no fire, cooking utensil shortage,  other cave dwellers.  Aaaaaauggggg)

Then you look out your window – (crickets chirping) – where’s all this shit going on, man?

Ted Turner is making this shit up.”

– Bill Hicks




“Then you look out your window (windshield) while hearing “WAR, FAMINE, DEATH, AIDS, HOMELESS, RECESSION, DEPRESSION”.

I can see that essentially, none of that is occurring from my point of view. Bill Hicks was right, Ted Turner’s former corporation and the Murdoch family are making this shit up. Then everyone else goes along with some altered version because it increases viewership, therefore revenue.  Duh.

People want to be afraid. It is practically the only stimulation they can feel in their humdrum daily repetitious lives. My life is just as humdrum and repetitious. However,  I am stimulated by contemplations of the quantum mechanics of how the collective agreed to participate in such a ruse of fantasy and foreboding?

The linguistic fear is bleeding into other forms of blanket societal communication. Now, the weather channel is always issuing bleak widespread allegedly potential danger.

“Red Flag Warning” or “Red Fire Danger”

Oh shit, I better read that. Only to find out there are “thunderstorms” in “your” area, and lightning struck thirteen miles from your location.

Me: I hope it gets closer, I’m waiting for that big bolt of lightning to split the sky to maybe get a glimpse of an adjacent ancient dimension or future one.

As a kid, you knew to sit by the window in anticipation. As the sky got darker, the moisture increased, while the folks vaguely suggested not to do that. Which made it even more exciting.

Unfortunately, the social wording of the same events seems to be triggering the youth and probably many adults to be exhaustively alert, even though every spinning plate is already full of core concerns.


“Listen to your heart,
It knows right from wrong,
Let it guide you,
Listen to your heart,
It will make you strong,
Look inside of yourself and listen,
Listen to your heart.

You sure looked defeated,
When you came home tonight,
I know that you’re discouraged
And tired of the fight,
Sometimes, it gets so hard that you don’t know what to do,
If you close your eyes, the truth is there for you …

Listen to your heart,
It knows right from wrong,
Let it guide you,
Listen to your heart,
It will make you strong,
Look inside of yourself and listen,
Listen to your heart.

There are so many temptations in the crazy world today,
And there are so many people tryin’ to lead you astray,
Whenever you’re confused about all the things you see,
You can’t tell a friend from the enemy.

Listen to your heart,
It knows right from wrong,
Let it guide you,
Listen to your heart,
It will make you strong,
Look inside of yourself and listen,
Listen to your heart,
Listen to your heart,
It knows right from wrong,
Let it guide you,
Listen to your heart,
It will make you strong,
Look inside of yourself and listen,
Listen to your heart.


– Little River Band



“I just want to be
The antidote for the
Poisonous Kool-aid
People have ingested.”

– Angelo Devlin












Re-create Creation

For a clearer understanding

That nothing is created

It merely changes shape

Therefore, the more

Appropriate word to use is

In my perception, is adaptation



“It doesn’t mean there is no God.”

– Joe Rogan



However, it eliminates the need

To locate the creator’s creator

But that is just me

Being efficiently lazy




It also skips the middleman

To accept, that all is God / Word

Word/s has / have always existed



How you mastermind

The content and context

Is entirely up to you



Even atheists can not argue

That Word / words do not exist

The dictionary is their Bible




“The Word already existed.
The Word was with God,
And the Word was God.”

John 1:1 


Let’s call it an uncreated – creator

“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


Seeing as how water is largely used as both a
Symbol for consciousness and unconsciousness
The printed “proof” is that it is already there

Perhaps then, God / Word is that
Which we’ve adapted from
To experience itself / ourselves



 “All matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves.”

– Bill Hicks


Making everything from the Spirit of Word

Intention
Thought
Life
Death
Success
Failure
Family
Geography
Race
Gender
Language
Beliefs


What else are we going to do for infinite eternity?

Sit around and make shit up for stuff
We can not possibly understand
So our fragile ego can temporarily
Feel good about itself………


Damn the ego, id, and superego



“I think we’re part of a greater wisdom than we’ll ever understand, a higher order, call it what you want. You know what I call it? The Big Electron.

The Big Electron. Woooohhhh, woooohhhh, woooohhhh. It doesn’t punish, it doesn’t reward, it doesn’t judge at all. It just is, and so are we, for a little while.”

– George Carlin



How divine it must be

By faith and will that

You and I exist to read this

For nothing other than

To have an experience

Of contemplations always

A half step away from

Knowing and understanding

The whole source

Until we choose by

Our alleged death

Returning to Word

Having never been separated

From Word in the first or any place




“We are the imagination of ourselves.”

– Bill Hicks



“That is creative,”


– Angelo Devlin

Simultaneously


We are one

With the whole

Likewise

The whole is

One within us

We are the star

A trillion

Galaxies away

Exploding furiously

Lending its remnants to

Nearby planets and stars

As well as the

Homeless drug addict

Surviving on the street

Or the billionaire in one

Of their many mansions

The elephant, still being

Killed for their ivory tusks

The plastic in the

Overfished oceans

We are the hope and despair

In the perceived future

And the unobtainable past

We have unbelievable faith

That we will continue on to

Exist in some form or another

While behaving as if we will

Kick the bucket by nightfall

Longing desperately for change

Holding on to horrible habits


Simultaneously


“I am not the voice
For the voiceless
I am the voice
For the deaf
Those who do not
Need to hear what I say. “

– Angelo Devlin




Word Knows All



Word is the source

For all of the words

Word is the art

In the artist

Word is the paint

In the painter

Word is the business

In the business owner

Word is the truck

In the truck driver

Word is the dance

In the dancer

Word is the me

In all meanings

Word is the I

In the individual

Word is the perception

In the perceived separation

So that the I (you and me)

Can understand Word

Always evolving as a whole

Never beginning

Never ending


If infinity expands

Into the infinite

Isn’t it already infinite ?


“The Word already existed.
The Word was with God, and the Word was God.”

John 1:1 




Word is the infinite

In infinity mirrors

Word is the wasted

In wasted years



“Wasted Years”

– Iron Maiden


“From the coast of gold across the seven seas
I’m travellin’ on far and wide
But now it seems
I’m just a stranger to myself
And all the things I sometimes do
It isn’t me but someone else

I close my eyes, and think of home
Another city goes by in the night
Ain’t it funny how it is
You never miss it ’til it’s gone away
And my heart is lying there
And will be ’til my dying day

So understand
Don’t waste your time always searching for those wasted years
Face up… make your stand
And realise you’re living in the golden years

Too much time on my hands, I got you on my mind
Can’t ease this pain so easily
When you can’t find the words to say
It’s hard to make it through another day
And it makes me wanna cry
And throw my hands up to the sky

So understand
Don’t waste your time always searching for those wasted years
Face up… make your stand
And realise you’re living in the golden years”


– Iron Maiden

Everything Is Perfect



With just enough room

For more perfection

Like the forever half-space

Between Michelangelo’s

Hand of man to hand of God

The best of the best

Can always get better

With an infinite amount

Of time to be more perfect

Infinity divided by two

Equals infinity

Therefore, you have all

Of non-existent time

To be even more perfect

Especially when you are……



“Caught Somewhere In Time”


“If you had the time to lose
An open mind and time to choose
Would you care to take a look
Or can you read me like a book?

Time is always on my side
Time is always on my side

Can I tempt you, come with me
Be Devil may care, fulfill your dream
If I said I’d take you there
Would you go, would you be scared?

Time is always on my side
Time is always on my side

Don’t be afraid, you’re safe with me
Safe as any soul can be honestly
Just let yourself go

Caught somewhere in time
Caught somewhere in time”


– Iron Maiden




Practice makes perfect

“1 a. being entirely without fault or defect: FLAWLESS”

– M-W.COM



Is someone somewhere still trying to build a better mouse trap?


According to AI….

Yes, the quest to build a better mousetrap is still very active. With over 4,400 patents—making it the most frequently invented device in U.S. history—the U.S. Patent Office still receives dozens of applications each year


“If a man write a better book, preach a better sermon, or make a better mouse-trap than his neighbor, tho’ he build his house in the woods, the world will make a beaten path to his door.”

– Ralph Waldo Emerson


Assembly


What if it was you that

Assembled your self

Yourself

Everything that made you

And constantly does

Comes from what

Is already here

In infinite infinity

Challenging the notion

That you or anything else

Was created



Like a magician pulling

A dove out of thin air or

A rabbit out of the hat

The dove and the rabbit

By concealment

Are already there




So is everything else

Therefore, you get

What you expect by

Faith and anticipation





Like that one spermatizoa

Determined to get to the egg

Nothing assembles from scratch

Which makes you already a part

Of everything that is infinitely here




Dr. Wayne Dyer described it as

Being a microscopic dot

That has neither beginning or end

Like the universe and infinity itself



Making you the pilot of the

Autonomous anthropomorphic 

Vehicle you chose from the

Divine parental dealership




Every outcome deconstructed

Would seem to then suggest

That it came about by faith

By assembling the you, you are

On the world’s stage, done with mirrors


“All the world’s indeed a stage
And we are merely players
Performers and portrayers
Each another’s audience
Outside the gilded cage, “

“Limelight”

– Rush


“We have assembled inside,
This ancient and insane theater
To propagate our lust for life,
And flee the swarming
Wisdom of the streets.


Ooh great creator (assembler) of being
Grant us one more hour,
To perform our art
And perfect our lives.”

“Ghost Song”

– Jim Morrison