Is my new favorite
Five finger mantra
Which lets me know that
I must be alive
It never gets old
Every time I say
I love this moment
Everything has changed
Every little tiny thing
Is in a different place
Likewise linear time
Has followed its arrow
It started off by catching
Myself, when I’m aware
That I am angry, which is
Juxtaposed with love
Therein lies the breakthrough
By immediately becoming
Aware of my agitation
I love this moment
Can instantly change it
I love this moment
With optimism and foresight
To anything else, even if
I have to rerepeat it
I love this moment
I love this moment
I love this moment
The awareness brings change
Love puts me in control
For I could also say
I hate this moment
But in a brief trial
That aligns with being a
Victim of circumstances
Reinforcing victimhood
Which suggests something
Outside of me is responsible
For my happiness or peace
The aforesaid is never the case
For it focuses on the now
That is so incredibly brief
Brief doesn’t even begin to
Describe the infinitesimally short
Fractional tiny minute moment
In which absolutely everything
Has moved instantaneously
Always in all ways from each
Individual molecules moving
Within the collective, whatever
To the thing itself moving
Changing adapting evolving
Creating, decaying, entropying
Oddly enough, for that “brief” moment
I become immersed in time itself
While nothing actually “stops”
I love this moment
Puts me in touch with infinity
An oldie, but a goody.
“Give you an example, there’s a moment coming, it’s not here yet, it’s still on the way, it’s in the future, it hasn’t arrived, here it comes, here it is, oh, shit, it’s gone.
There’s no now, there’s no now, everything is the near future or the recent past. But, there’s no present. Welcome to the present, whoosh, gone again. It’s just so imprecise.”
– George Carlin
Of perceived reality
Perhaps, could not
Happen fast enough
For it is not as it seems
And yet it is cracked up
To be exactly as it is….
Every incredible nuance
There to be experienced
Heat, light, sound, touch,
Taste, smell, projections,
Recollections, interpretations,
Desires, regrets, wishes, hope,
Euphoria, despair, loneliness,
Food, water, alcohol, drugs,
Music, silence, noise, sleep,
Snoring, waking, farting, burping,
Laughing, crying, anger, pain,
Birth, death, cycled and recycled
How could one possibly want
Any of those to dissolve?
Besides, what would it disintegrate into?
Creating while entropy occurs
With materials and thoughts
That conceivably do not exist
Everything is moving so fast
Or seemingly not at all
“Dreaming about some kind of life
We say it could have been different
But it wasn’t because we weren’t.”
“Rich Man’s War”
– John Trudell
Ouch.
With no one to blame
But the person in the mirror.
“I write to expunge the darkness
So that someday
Light may shine through”
– Angelo Devlin
Death is viewed as a strange
Necessary means to an end
Murder has no consequence
Save solving someone’s problem
No investigation, no clean-up
No punishment, no harm, no foul
Just bang bang bang, bang bang, with
Ridiculously impossible accuracy
When the main characters shoot
Missing the broad side of a barn
When the disposable characters do
As far as the plot goes
Death disappears like a fart in an
Elevator with two people there
Everyone knows who did it
No one mentions anything
Manifesting detachment
From a one-dimensional view
Whilst living in a “4D” world
The product that is sold
As seen on TV is that
Not only is murder OK
It is easy to get away with
No conscious awareness
No repercussions
No remorse……meanwhile
Some people somewhere
Have to do the dirty work
On the set of real “reality”
Bring the barely alive to the hospital
Have coroners freeze the evidence
Families weeping burying their dead
Plotting revenge or learning to forgive
Those are the parts never shown
“You see it in their faces
The saddness in their tears
The desperation and the anger
Madness and the fear
No hope, no life, just pain and fear”
“Childhood’s End”
– Iron Maiden
Hollywood is not to blame
It is the audience’s fault
Hungering for those detached solutions
With the increasing likelihood
Since there are so many
Daily murders to solve
The solution to cold cases
Are reaching absolute zero
Distancing themselves from judgment
Save from a soar neck by constantly
Looking over their shoulder
“The persons and events in this motion picture are fictitious. Any similarity to actual persons or events is unintentional.”
Well, no 💩.
Entropy thrives
“As soon as you’re born
You are dying. ”
– Iron Maiden
Without even trying
From your first
Non-liquid breath
Up until even
After your death
Molecules go
About their day
Restoring or
Disintegrating
In every way
What are you to do
Except experience
Each moment, too
It is harder
Than it sounds
Like a boxing match
With infinite rounds
Consider
That life goes on infinitely
While occurring instantly
Each moment and thought
Action and consequence
Happening simultaneously
Yet, somehow, following
Time’s unstoppable arrow
Would that be a bitter pill
That’s hard to swallow or
A reasonable answer to
The age-old question
Why are we here?
To experience each
Infinite experience
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
I love word(s)
I love infinity
For WORD
Gives us infinity
Allowing us to
Grapple with
The incongruity of
Perceived reality
Knock on wood
The door seems
Solid as wood
But we know
It is, and it is not
Since even vague
Atomic awareness
Recalls how each
Atom ⚛️ is working
Protons and neutrons
Surrounded by
An electron cloud
Made up of……get this
Mostly empty space
And unlike the
Made up Matrix
That we are batteries
To power the machine
That controls us
Me, you, and a
Dog named boo
– Lobos
Along with doors
Batteries and machines
Thoughts and empty space
Are made up of a
A conglomeration of
Cooperating atoms
Called consciousness
In order to experience
“Reality” for the sake
Of having experiences
Not to learn lessons
Or burn through Karma
Right repulsive wrongs
Relive past lives or
Pay a devilish debt
Saving your soul
Merely have experiences
Infinitely forever since there
Was no impractical start
Likewise impossible finish
Since neither fit in infinity
Strangely, there is no room
For such non sense, nonsense
“Don’t fight the Matrix,
Experience it.”
– Angelo Devlin
Not a typo
Merely a contemplation
Of choosing to decide a far
From Sophie’s choice decision
To experience the weather
As it is in the moment
Or to experience the weather
As it is allegedly forecast
Which is a gamble at best
Either way, both are illusions
The choice then becomes
To live in the forecast by
Spending attention on that
Or living in the actual moments
The “weather” is occurring
“I’ve had a lot of worries in my life,
most of which never happened.”
– Mark Twain
Whether driving down the road
Or living life as it occurs
It is best to be prepared for
The actual conditions and
Circumstances that arise
Better than hopeful projections
Or assuming everything will
Go horribly wrong and proceed
From vague hypotheses of
What may happen as opposed
To what happens in each
Subsequent moments
Played out in “real” time
The inspiration for this…..
I watched a group of drivers
Facing a “Winter weather advisory” *
(It may snow and be very windy)
It was interesting to watch them
Live in the moment and speak of
How they might react to something
That was occurring in their heads
“Guaranteeing” what will happen
If, then, what, maybe of possibilities
Due to figments of wild imaginations
Did I have concerns, of course
However, their projected plight
Of maybe……. doom and gloom
Tipped over trucks, lost jobs
Fatherless families, dead dads
Helped guide me to live / be
In the moment that was happening
In the now, in a warm dispatch office
Instead of gazing into a nonexistent
“Crystal Ball”
“I wonder what tomorrow has in mind for me
Or am I even in its mind at all
Perhaps I’ll get a chance to look ahead and see
Soon as I find myself a crystal ball
Soon as I find myself a crystal ball, “
– Styx
The weather experience
As woefully expected
Never came to fruition
“Human sacrifice!
Dogs and cats living together!
Mass hysteria!”
– Bill Murray as Dr. Peter Venkman
“Ghostbusters”
Could we have run? Probably
Did layers of management
Make the right decision? Probably
The interesting parts were the
Multitudes of experiences experienced
Without having any actual experience
Save that so few seemed to be
Living in the moment of now
* “Winter weather advisory” used to be
Tomorrow’s forecast
Simple, honest, direct language
(Even with all the best technology
It winds up being their best guess)
Unfortunately, the word advisory
Portends the illusion of authority
It still is coming from
The same weatherman
Ooops, “Weather-person”
Ooops, meteorologist
Or….teleprompter reader
“People like to sound important; weathermen on television talk about “shower activity…” sounds more important than “showers”.
I even heard one guy on CNN talk about “a rain event.” Swear to God,” he said “Louisiana is expecting a rain event.” I thought “holy shit, I hope I can get tickets to that!”
… “Emergency situation…” News people like to say “police have responded to an emergency situation.” No, they haven’t. They’ve responded to an emergency.
We know it’s a situation… Everything is a situation!”
– George Carlin
And lately, since people are programmed
To trust authority, regardless of its skills
They surrender their intuition and gut instinct
Blindly away from their internal knowing of
Any outcome or an experience to be had / have
Backing it up with fearful projections to
Scare the shit out of themselves of
What is not actually happening in the first place
“The phantoms
Of our imagination
Are as real as the
Beliefs in our brain”
– Angelo Devlin
From a completely
Different perspective
For I have no team
Not even a local one
Since I see most sports
As the distractions
They are meant to be
“Give them bread and circuses
and they will never revolt”
Roman satirist Juvenal (circa 55–127 A.D.)
The distraction (game) was about to begin
I even stood, hand over heart
For the Pavlovian music ritual
Of the Star Spangled Banner
As a participatory nod towards
It clichéd complete irrelevance
That has absolutely nothing
To do with sports or games or
Patriotism, for that matter
Save knowing how easily
The masses can be controlled
With a few notes and colorful rags
Back to the game
The “jump” ball is tossed up
A physical roll of the dice
To see which taller person’s team
Gets to start the game
Same as a 50/50 coin toss
Statistically useless info in
Predicting the game’s outcome
Hope, anticipation, and confusion
To initiate the divinity diversion
Back to the game
It was with the first ball bounce
That, it occurred to me to watch
The game on a molecular level
Starting with the agreed to construct
Of all of the molecules in the vicinity
To behave as the collective particles
Of the physical things they make up
The basketball, the air inside, the floor,
The rim, backboard, referees, players,
Me, my ears, my eyes, my brain, the
Overpriced snacks for a captive crowd
Audience, bleachers, scoreboard, etc.
Back to the game
I could sorta see, but mostly sense the
Activity of the participating molecules
Arranging themselves as an orange ball
“Hitting” the floor, a sound emanated
Throughout the gym and to my ears
That alone made the silly game
Miraculously interesting to follow
Since understandably, there is
“No thing” there to hit the boards
It’s just a magical mirage of the mind
Back to the game
The outcome was irrelevant as the
Guy screaming at the refs for calls
That didn’t serve “his” team winning
Following our current geopolitical
Reflection that if I am / my side is losing
It must be someone else’s fault
Back to the game
Like me, the molecules do not have a team
They are doing what they do
Participating when observed by
The collected collective, then when not
Relaxing as waves waiting to be witnessed
“All of that
Which has reality
Has no basis
In reality, “
– Angelo Devlin
Is a loaded * question
Loaded with backup
Questions of why am I
Questioning what
Is being questioned
It is certainly not to
Find a finite definite
Encompassing answer
But rather to ask and
Get better questions
* sometimes loaded as full
Others as carrying second
Or third, or infinite meanings
To expose benign, mixed, or
Some other ulterior motives
To which, even the inquired
Does not know why they do
What they do…… because
They are afraid to ask themselves
Dismissing it unquestioned
That, that is who they are
“I gotta be me, right? I gotta be me.
Why do you have to be you? You’re awful. Why not find someone better than you, and be that person? You knew what I mean?
Just throw a rock, hit someone better than you, and do whatever shit that person does.
You don’t have to be you, ok. There’s no secret you that the world has to know about. If you want to be a good person, just do good things. You are what you do.
If you steal someone’s wallet, you are a thief..if you give lots of money to a charity, you are a philanthropist.
//
My point is, saying, I gotta be me is not like a hall pass just to be an asshole.”
– Christian Finnegan
I want to know why
I do what I do
Does it serve humanity
Like the butterfly effect
Will it cause harm later
Is it an indoctrinated behavior
Or an unconscious habit
Could it be altered
Even if I didn’t want to
Challenge my limited free will
Perhaps I can change something
Or at least come to a better understanding
Of my need to ask loaded questions
“I must love my enemy
For I am
My own worst enemy.”
– Angelo Devlin
Not by making mistakes
But by applying logic
Following intended actions
To their probable outcome
Saves a lot of time with
A mental flowchart of…..
If this behavior manifests
This projected result or a
Repeated known result
Then, do “x” next, if not
Go on to “y” scenario
Repeat as necessary
Ultimately, the lesson learned
Is that keeping my mouth shut
Works in most situations
Knowing my wisdom
Shines through by
Not being heard
That is when
Grin and bear it
Turns into
Grin and be at peace
Discerning that speaking
Will fall on deaf ears or
Competes with deep
Indoctrinated beliefs,
Behaviors or mindsets
Or rather “mind” “sits”
“This is really weird, I like getting older // I really do enjoy getting older. I thought I wouldn’t, but life is easier as you get older.
Because you become prejudiced, because you’ve dealt with things.
Not against race or anything like that, just against things, because you’ve dealt with them before and you know it’s gonna be boring.
And you just close the doors // (door closing sound)
People come up and go, “HEY, let’s go try this new thing!”
“Sorry, we’re closed” (door closing sound)
And I think the secret to enjoying getting older is being able to be honest with yourself.”
– Steve Martin
Learning humility
Two cents at a time
Knowing the ego responder
Hasn’t unloaded useless
Information no one will use
For any situation is
“What would the universe
Want me to do?”
For the answer changes
After every moment passed
Changing circumstances until
You or the universe answers
It’s best to listen to the universe
Your ego has different plans
“What would the universe
Want me to do?”
Be silent
Help
Evaluate
Flee
Cry
Ponder
Ignore
Justify
Hide
Ask again
Rise
Stop
Contemplate
Move
Sleep
Tell
Listen
Absorb
Shed
Know
Detach
Ask again
Project
Decipher
Ruminate
Proceed
Quit
Love
Ask again
“What would the universe
Want me to do?”
Wrap it up
Blog this post
Edit, schedule
Let the words
Land where they may on
Open hearts
Closed minds
Fence walkers
Open minds
Closed hearts
Your ego wants to
Control
Manipulate
Cling
Scare
Hate
Anger
Agitate
Expect
Hoard
Falsify
Have
Keep
Maintain
Conceal
Fear
“What would the universe
Want me to do?”
Realize the question has
Ten syllables so that one
Can anchor each in a finger
To remember the question
Thumb (T)
Index (I)
Middle (M)
Ring (R)
Pinky (P)
“What (T) would (I) the (M) un (R) i (P) verse (T)
Want (I) me (M) to (R) do (P) ?”
Universe : “Stop rambling and post.”
Me : “Thank you, Universe.”
Looking at the world through a windshield. 