Your flag is tattered
As your patriotism wanes
With each thread that unravels
Loosening your grip
Of what you hold on to
Due to your dichotomous display of
Old Glory waving from a tiny monster truck
Absorbing road filth and corrosive salt
Which is neither illuminated at night
Or given its alleged respect
Taking the passive aggressive
Alternative route equivalent to
Stomping and burning the flag
Is the message of the shredded symbolism
Wouldn’t you think that the
Patriotism police would self monitor
This abhorrent behavior??
Perhaps they are to distracted with all
The malignant macho messages
Of pledging allegiance to their decaying flag
Saying they support the thin blue line
Until they get pulled over for speeding
Or that they will give up their guns
When pried from their cold dead hands
Hands used to place flat vinyl stickers on
Their back window of AK 47 silhouettes
And Let’s Go Brandon decals or lame rhymes
Next time we won’t be defeated
If our candidate is not cheated
(If these drivers are parents, think of the
Poor sportsmanship they are portraying
To their offspring, if you don’t win be a victim)
Anyway, could not catch up to the driver, disrespecting the flag, to remind him of…..
US Flag Codes
(b)
The flag should never touch anything beneath it, such as the ground, the floor, water, or merchandise.
//
(e)
The flag should never be fastened, displayed, used, or stored in such a manner as to permit it to be easily torn, soiled, or damaged in any way.
//
(k)
The flag, when it is in such condition that it is no longer a fitting emblem for display, should be destroyed in a dignified way, preferably by burning.
Nope, it will get tattered untill it is discarded.
Ooops.
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
One word at a time
Taking the weight
Of the world
Off of my shoulders
Because it is not
The way it ought to be
Or could be
I know that
You know that
Bill Hicks knew that
“Here’s what we can do to change the world, right now, to a better ride. Take all that money that we spend on weapons and defenses each year and instead spend it feeding and clothing and educating the poor of the world, which it would many times over, not one human being excluded, and we could explore space, together, both inner and outer, forever, in peace.”
.
– Bill Hicks
Nope
Nothing written here
Will change anything
One iota at all
“The table is tilted, folks.
The game is rigged and
Nobody seems to notice.
Nobody seems to care.”
– George Carlin
Save for my further
Necessary detachment
Of shrugging atlas
“A world of difference
A world so out of touch
Overwhelmed by everything
But wanting more so much
//
A world of indifference
Heads and hearts too full
Careless of the consequence
Of constant push and pull”
“Kid Gloves”
– Rush
After all, one is not
Separate from the world
There is no
Atlas to shrug
The “outer” world
Is a mirror
To see what’s inside
As ugly as it is
Or perhaps beautiful
It is repeated ad nauseam
That the earth is
4.5 billion years old
That’s a little vague and
Has not changed
Each year, year after year
Plus it is based on
A heliocentric calculation
That is man made
Based on the specific sphere
In an outer band of stars
In an infinite number of galaxies
In an always existing cosmos that
We are all desperately clinging to
While expeditiously destroying
Because it doesn’t fit in with
Our worldview of being connected
To everything invisibly connected
Seems to be the neighborhood
Kid’s sandbox that no matter how
Much we ruin it, once we go home
It is no longer our responsibility
“I left no litter behind.
That’s your problem.
I’m treating this planet like
The fucking rental car that it
Is, and I’m turning it in
Trashed with a bumper hanging
Off, fuck your insurance, fuck
The environment,
I didn’t ask to
Be here.
Someone created me.
Yes, I know that’s a selfish
Thing.
It’s a selfish thing.
But you know what?
I’ve cared about other stuff,
And, yeah, me not caring about
Stuff, will, affect it as much
As me caring about stuff,
Which, is none.”
– Doug Stanhope
There, I shrugged a tiny bit of Atlas
Feeling a couple hundred words lighter
Plus the comedian’s quotes
Always lighten the load a little more.
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
From the highway on demand reading library mobile message machines. I kid you not, someone rigged up a four foot by four foot painted piece of plywood to the back of the car, obstructing their rear view. (How ironic.) So they could not see, what they themselves have left behind them. Hmmmm.
Must be because of all this climate change (global warming) that it is just too hot outside to walk around covered by a sandwich board that reads “The End Is Near”. Best to expedite that, by driving around in an air-conditioned car. Plus, more people will read it.
Anyway, here is what it read. In big bold giant eye catching, traffic stopping lettering. “ARE YOU PREPARED FOR JUDGEMENT DAY?? JESUS DIED FOR YOUR SINS!! Hebrews 9:27”
“27 And as it is appointed unto men once to die, but after this the judgment:” – KJV
“Spooky language. Spooky language designed to scare and control primitive people. In no way does superstitious mumbo jumbo like this apply to the lives of intelligent, civilized human in the twenty-first century.”
– George Carlin
“I don’t even understand the connection with ‘died for your sins’. He died for your sins, well, how does one affect the other? ‘I hit myself in the foot with a shovel for your mortgage…”
“Why would you die for someone’s sins? Your sins are the only thing interesting about you, you dreary, bleak motherfuckers.”
Doug Stanhope
But somehow the onus is put on the reader, that it is now, somehow their responsibility to assumably change their ways, so that the purveyor of that message will feel, like they’ve accomplished something, when nothing could be further from the truth. Without any regards or awareness of their own traits and behaviors that they will allegedly be judged.
Besides, the truth of Judgement days and days of judgement have come and gone for thousands of years. So any particular day approaching, seems sort of vague and misconstrued. Depending on who it may serve at the time. Apparently that driver.
“I’m an atheist*, but, not very strong in my faith. Catch myself praying in tight spots.
Whenever you mention to someone that you are an atheist, this is the usual response you get, and it sounds silly to me, but it doesn’t, to the people who say it.
“Great, oh, you’re an atheist, oh that’s risky, ooh that’s risky…risky. Wouldn’t you be better off, if you just threw in with everybody else, I mean, what if you’re wrong, man? What if you’re wrong and you end up, going to HELL? ‘Cause you…. didn’t believe in Jesus? Huh?
……….Uh, here’s how worried I am about that.
What if I said to you, that you were going to go to hell, if you didn’t believe in Frosty The Snowman….. No, if you don’t worship Frosty The Snowman every Sunday, as your personal savior, you’ll be sent to an eternity in hell, fire damnation……..Worried yet?
Of course you’re not worried, because that’s silly right? Silly. But what if everyone else believed it? What if everyone else believed that Frosty The Snowman……was God? And you…….., you were the only one who knew, Frosty The Snowman, was just a story.
About a guy who magically came to life one day, spread alot of joy and love around for a while and then was gone. But, before he left, promised he’d be back again some day.”
“Atheist”
– Brett Erickson
I am far from a biblical aficionado, however am aware of no stories where the late JC made many personal judgments.
He seemed to be more of a laid back live and let live kind of guy / Ascended Master. Even in the case of Judas.
“Jesus should have beat the shit out of Judas. Just grab him by the beard and beat the shit out of him, right in front of the other Apostles. Make an example out of him. You f*cking squealing prick, Judas”
– George Carlin
Why, if Jesus left Judas alone, would anyone think Jesus is coming back to judge eight billion people???
He’d be too busy re-teaching how to forgive while making sure all were fed, housed and healed.
That is the Jesus I understand, but perhaps with my reading and comprehensive skills…
I have poor judgment.
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
Didn’t need any to read that sign though.
*
(Me, I am not an atheist, just am not one who believes in an invisible sadistic masochist, living in the sky.)(I believe in the WORD, all words, because nothing exists w/o words.)
“In the beginning the Word already existed. The Word was with God, and the Word was God.”
John 1:1
I want to read.
(A follow-up to “Poor Judgment”)
“I am prepared for Judgment day”.
Wow, cool, someone taking responsibility for themselves. Regardless of how silly, that may seem. However, it gives pause to consider the difference between that, and “ARE YOU PREPARED FOR JUDGEMENT DAY??”
Holy Shit, it is even in the dictionary. WTF?
“Judgment Day : The day of God’s judgment of humankind at the end of the world, according to various theologies.”
– M-W.com
(Such an undefinable definition based on nothing but eons of indoctrinations.)
Trouble is, there are not any calendars with this date notated. Like Valentine’s Day, or Buy Extra Shit Day, due to Presidents, Veterans, Labor, Memories, and the big one…Christmas.
Still “I am prepared for Judgment day”, leads to an entire different thought experiment. (Since, one is not very likely to speak with the person presenting this parable).
Starting with what does either mean? “I am prepared” ……hmmm. How? Is there an objective course, one could take to prepare? Or specific printed graphic novel type instructions to assemble a desk? Or a bike?
Hint: the Bible is not an instruction manual, when information like the following is in it.
Ezekiel 23:20
“20 There she lusted after her lovers, whose genitals were like those of donkeys and whose emission was like that of horses.”
Kind of like “The Fly” episode in “Breaking Bad” it didn’t need to be there….at all. Not for content, context or continuity.
Next question. Why? Nothing exists without observation and perception anyway. What happens with all that preparation, since it is subjective? One could have all the tools to build a desk or bike, but without either “materials”, one can do nothing but wait.
Same goes for “The Judgement Day” when it has all the protocol of being able to be kicked like a can down the road infinitely, there is no longer a day to prepare for.
Yet, if one can attach their perceived modified behavior to a slogan, that I understand am all for it. Each word, is all a derivative of the WORD/GOD. Like each individual is a spark of the divine.
What one does as a spark, with words, can only bring them closer to the all encompassing divine WORD.
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
To words
Ingesting them through
My ears and eyes
Altering my consciousness
Rails of sentences
Bumps of two-bit words
Lines of lyrics
Kilos of quotes
Cracks of comedians
Always looking for
New words for a new high
Triggering brain cells
Altering reality through
Perception and projection
Inferences and implications
Inflections and intentions
Based on the purity
Of the sources
Do they come from loose lips
Or researched reports
Context elevates their effect
The supply of content is endless
My best connections are
Dick Shen Airy and Theo Sauras
“So put that in your pipe and smoke it”
– Unknown
“I Want A New Drug”
(The following was chopped up for content)
“Yeah-eah!
I want a new drug
One that won’t make me sick
One that won’t make me crash my car
Or make me feel three feet thick
I want a new drug
One that won’t hurt my head
One that won’t make my mouth too dry
Or make my eyes too red
//
I want a new drug
One that won’t spill
One that don’t cost too much
Or come in a pill
I want a new drug
One that won’t go away
One that won’t keep me up all night
One that won’t make me sleep all day
//
I want a new drug
One that does what it should
One that won’t make me feel too bad
One that won’t make me feel too good
I want a new drug
One with no doubt
One that won’t make me talk too much
Or make my face break out
One that won’t make me nervous
Wondering what to do”
– Huey Lewis and The News (With apologies)
Attention plus identity equals: Attentidentity
On one hand I am all for it, in the quest to pick your own pronoun. You go for it, they.
On the other hand ,shaving one’s head and wearing androgynous clothing, merely puts one’s self in a leaderless group for the sake of individual uniqueness when its existence negates its intent.
“I don’t want to belong to any group that would have me as a member.”
– Groucho Marx (attributed)
I am securely insecure enough in my own skin, that any label is unnecessary. Mostly because “I don’t want to belong to any group that would have me as a member.” – Me
Here is something to ponder.
Why does this type of attention seeking, involve only the genitals? Hmmm?
Because sex sells, and for the most part people are afraid of their bodies in the first place. Since they have been indoctrinated to be out of touch with them themselves, as they are. Exploring might make one go blind.
Out of touch. (A little accidental humor).
What feels good, being socially told to deny those urges usually by religion and bad parents. Till it serves the purpose of creating consumers and making movable targets.
Speaking of religion, wasn’t that the first group to start with genital mutilation by using the barbaric surgery of circumcision as an identifier to prove who was God’s people.
Ummm, since God is omniscient and all seeing, wouldn’t “he” know who his people are? Plus, wouldn’t everyone be God’s people????? Right?
(Forgive me if I do not know the whole story or the “correct” story, because it is an illogical story written by many people who could not get their facts straight.)(That is another rant for another time.)
Later picked up by the state as a good idea, for “health” reasons…..because mutilation is much easier to perform than guiding or teaching individuals on how to clean their gun, without it “accidentally” “going off”. Therefore, mutilation overrides evolution.
One of my less than desirable characteristics is being a poor listener. My modus operandi is to presume what I think the other person is going to say, so I can prepare something intelligent to say, even before they have actually said anything.
Since I miss out on all the pertinent content and context, the fault falls to the conclusion that the problem is with the ears.
The surface solution would be then to have a Joseph Mengele type surgeon attach some elephant ears. Sure it would hurt, but then I would be self forced to listen. Not because of the large ears. But rather so I wouldn’t have to admit that the problem was between the ears in the first place.
But then…..I’d be the poster boy for husband’s everywhere who could now explain away why they have trouble listening to their wives. It’s the ears, man.
On a positive note, perhaps the bipedal earthling artists are transitioning into a greater awareness of who they are, by individually exploring new avenues.
We are all one of one consciousness.
I suspect though, since deformation surgeries are mostly non-lethal, it is a legal cash cow.
Because…..if individuals started attentidentitifying as quadriplegics and “felt” they were in a body, that was not meant to have limbs, not many surgeons would be lining up to cut off arms and legs…think?
Or killing elephants for their ears, would be frowned upon, since they would lose their survive in the wild defense mechanism.
As I wrote, am a horrific communicator, but am not about to have my tongue removed or my fingers chopped off, since the problem would still exist between my newly added elephant ears.
“Now let’s repeat the non-conformists’ oath:
I promise to be different!
(SHOUT) I promise to be different!
I promise to be unique!
(SHOUT) I promise to be unique!
I promise not to repeat things other people say!
(SHOUT) I promise not….
Good!”
Steve Martin
How about “I promise not to mutilate my self in any way”
So as not to constantly follow which way the wind blows. By thinking more things out with reversible thought experiments. That explore alternatives without costing a dime.
Or cheap enough, buy or find a hat.
Remember Frosty?
“There must have been some magic
In that old top hat they found
For when they placed it on his head
He began to dance around”
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
Of every voting meme, crafted comment, subtle suggestion, intense inference, effusive elusion, angry rant, delicate discourse, new ways to tally and track each vote, on uncorruptible machines, certified by certified biases. Is…that your vote counts.
When we know….
“If voting made any difference they wouldn’t let us do it.”
― Mark Twain
I vote we don’t vote, just work, act, start, understand, and move towards the goal that all are housed and fed. The rest will take care of itself. No one crafting the loose and legalese of who gets to marry who or what an individual does what to their own body. How many guns you have the “right” to own.
“Democracy is the worst kind, I am sorry, but it is. We get to pick our leaders..well…
What if I don’t want a leader? Where does that vote go? I do good on my own, I don’t want to be “led”. Is that freedom?”
//
Would you still call yourself a Christian if they elected a new Jesus every four years?”
Doug Stanhope
Vote: To cast or conduct a “vote”
M-W.com
How can all the votes be counted with any specific purpose anyway to verify a single determination?
Most people vote with their pocketbook.
“It’s the economy, stupid.”
– James Carville
Some people allegedly vote their consciousness, some people vote on a isolated issue. (As long as I get to keep my guns, I don’t care what else “my” candidate does.) Some people vote along party lines, some people vote, due to…..get this…..”name” recognition. (Seems to me, is how we got the last guy. Ooopsie.)
So we vote, we play the game, mostly so that with a vague notion, we can declare we voted, when someone asks if we vote. It is cute and a fun distraction to participate in, but ultimately if you do not “get” what or who you voted for, then guess what…your vote doesn’t “count”.
Not to mention, there is no accountability to the voter, on the promises they made to get elected. When the corrupt K street lobbyists, sit in their offices and sell (euphemism:bribe) them into something the corporations wanted in the first place.
“Because if it’s really just the fault of these politicians then where are all the other bright people of conscience?
Where are all the bright, honest, inteligent americans ready to step in and save the Nation and lead the way?
We don’t have people like that in this country; everybody’s at the mall, scratching his ass, picking his nose, taking his credit card out of his fanny pack and buying a pair of sneakers with lights in them!
So I have solved this little political dilemma for myself in a very simple way:
On election day… I stay home. I don’t vote. Fuck’em, fuck’em! I don’t vote.
Two reasons, two reasons I don’t vote: First of all, is meaningless.
This country was bought and sold and paid for a long time ago. The shit they shuffle around every 4 years, *pfff* doesn’t mean a fucking thing.
And secondly I don’t vote because I believe if you vote, you have no right to complain.
People like to twist that around, I know. They say: “Well, if you don’t vote, you have no right to complain”; but where’s the logic in that?
If you vote and you elect dishonest, incompetent people and they get into office and screw everything up… well, you are responsible for what they have done.
You caused the problem; you voted them in; you have no right to complain.
I, on the other hand, who did not vote, who did not vote, who in fact did not even leave the house on election day, am in no way responsible for what these people have done and have every right to complain as long as I want about the mess you created that I had nothing to do with.
So I know that a little later on this year you’re going to have another of those really swell presidential (mid-term) elections that you like so much, you enjoy yourselves it’ll be alot of fun.
I’m sure that as soon as the election is over your country will improve immediately.
As for me, I’ll be home that day doing essentially the same thing as you. The only difference is, when I get finished masturbating I’m gonna have a little something to show for it folks. .
Thank you very much.”
– George Carlin
No wonder George Carlin was awarded the Mark Twain Prize For American Humor.
“Before you criticize someone, walk a mile in their shoes. That way, if he gets angry, he’ll be a mile away and barefoot.”
Jack Handy
But what if instead, one actually put on those shoes, at least metaphorically. Especially when it comes to racism, genocide, sexism and discrimination.
This has come about after briefly listening to a talking head, rattle on about a something being an other than a “white” person problem. Dismissing it, for that very reason.
Which alone isn’t very objective for an alleged facts only newscaster, rather an opinionater. Regurgitated ad nauseam bestowed upon them as okay, by their false (45) profit. (An intentional misspelling)
“Undivided”
“And when we gonna learn to try on Someone’s shoes sometimes? (That’s right)
When we gonna start to see
From someone else’s eyes?
I think it’s time to come together,
You and I can make a change
Maybe we can make a difference,
Make the world a better place
Look around and love somebody,
We’ve been hateful long enough”
Tim McGraw / Tyler Hubbard
I was going to put on a black person’s shoes, but when I reached down to put them on, instead, felt the cold steel, shackled to my wrists and ankles. Trying to rub the pain away, under the scars and calluses.
Next, put on a pair of moccasins, only to find my self ready to cry a river, that would still not wash away the trail of tears.
Then I put on a pair of high heeled pumps, wondering why I would deform my spine to conform to some sexist societal standard. While bearing the weight of the world and children.
If I briefly walk tiptoed, I get irritated.
Finally, put on a gay/transgender person’s shoes only to wonder why anyone would concern themselves, with what I did with the rest of my body to share it consensually with whomever I chose or felt so inclined.
Reluctantly I offered up my shoes, but everyone refused, for the shoes have been used to trample the downtrodden, kick the innocent, step over dead bodies, while climbing the ladder of success and worn out for running away from too many problems.
“There ain’t a white man in this room that will change places with me — and I’m rich!”
“That’s how good it is to be white.
There’s a one leg busboy in here right now going “I don’t wanna change, I’m going to ride this white thing out, see where it takes me.”
– Chris Rock
“Like I say, religion is a lift in your shoe, man. If you need it, cool. Just don’t let me wear your shoes if I don’t want ’em and we don’t have to go down and nail lifts onto the native’s feet!”
– George Carlin
To reality
Only to find
There is
No reality
Merely varied
Recollections of
Things perceived
Better than
They are now
Though there is
No difference
The cosmos
Are held together
By love energy
Having a
Bad hair day
Should not cause
One to reminisce
Upon a
Good hair day
Since it is all
The same “day”
“Time is basically an illusion created by the mind to aid in our sense of temporal presence in the vast ocean of space.
Without the neurons to create a virtual perception of the past and the future based on all our experiences, there is no actual existence of the past and the future. All that there is, is the present.”
– Abhijit Naskar
More concisely
“There is only this moment”
– Bill Hicks
Making that
Delusional reference
Of the “Good Old Days”
The opposite of
floccinaucinihilipilification:
“the action or habit of estimating something as worthless”.
– Oxford Dictionary
By a momentarily
Overvalued view
Of something
That happened
Not linearly
At all
Hypocirony
Hypocrisy + Irony
Life is as precious or expendable as the state deems necessary. So then, the federal “supreme” court, did not relinquish their power, to the states.
It was enhanced as another tool of mass distraction to keep the masses fighting amongst themselves. As it was creeping towards its irrelevance and dissolution.
We are () this close to evolving, if we could keep awake long enough not to be distracted.
At this point, the state doesn’t even have to declare it has been violated, (like it did to initiate the Iraq war) to its willing financial backers (tax payers) for sympathy, justification and rallying around a flag.
“Look, look, the alleged assaulter is over there in Afghanistan, we just first have to stop by Iraq to pickup “our” oil first. Ta-da. Distraction Accomplished.” – GWB
The “state”* gets to decide willy-nilly which out of the womb fully formed fetuses it wants to kill.
* (By the way…..ummm, “WE” are the “state”)
Like sending money and equipment to Ukraine to remove and bury, other countries out of the womb fetuses. Till it decides to get its camouflage lab jackets dirty, or smugly wipe the blood of its sterile nitrile gloved hands.
But for some reason, if the fetus is in a placenta pool or a half baked bun in an oven, it is off limits. Oh yeah……
“Conservatives want live babies so they can raise them to be dead soldiers.”
– George Carlin
Leaving sort of a bloodied hands off, blind eye turned approach to school and other mass shootings because people have a right to defend their possessions, they’ve slaved so hard to acquire.
Though most of the victims weren’t looking for possessions in the first place. Just random targets of men projecting their feelings of being unloved, into a combination character of Charles Whitman, John Wayne and Dirty Harry, that can solve their problems with a gun.
Forget the Trilateral commission, the Deep state or the Illuminati, it is a conspiracy by the conglomeration of casket makers and backhoe operators to sell more caskets and dig more holes.
To feed the corporate government ouroboros snake on a diet of death and consumption.
On a planet where we could all be loving, fun-ing, understanding and evolving, instead of filling, killing, burying, replacing and devolving.
It is hard to perform a pirouette
Dancing on the moral high ground
Of saving the unborn when it
Requires two feet to tap dance
On the graves of the already born
Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
Looking at the world through a windshield. 