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Humanity Is Driving


Well beyond its headlights

In a thick fog of confusion

First, by not knowing where

They are going as a whole

Let alone where they’ve been

It is all just mumbo jumbo

Between ecstasy and depression

Hoping that not everyone

Dies in the catastrophic crash

Piling up in a galactic fireball

On the interstellar interstate

That someone is left to

Catch the whole thing

On their cell phone camera

So the leftover zombies

Will have something to

Entertain themselves with and

Contemplate what went wrong

That it was mindlessly caught

Up in frivolous distractions

Sports & imbecilic entertainment

Conflicts for the sake of conflicts

When divine recognition was

Just a step and breath away

If only, if only, if only, if only

They would have listened to

Their heart with minds guidance

Instead of their ego and vanity

Coasting on sexy superficiality

Micro aggression and big brutality

Artificial genders or neutrality

Finding no truth in duality

Seeking chaos, not clarity





To no end other than to be



“Amused To Death”

//

The little ones sit by their TV screens
No thoughts to think
No tears to cry
All sucked dry
Down to the very last breath
Bartender, what is wrong with me
Why I am so out of breath
The captain said, “Excuse me ma’am
This species has amused itself to death”


Amused itself to death
Amused itself to death
We watched the tragedy unfold
We did as we were told
We bought and sold
It was the greatest show on earth
But then it was over


We oohed and aahed
We drove our racing cars
We ate our last few jars of caviar
And somewhere out there in the stars
A keen-eyed look-out
Spied a flickering light
Our last hurrah


And when they found our shadows
Groups ’round the TV sets
They ran down every lead
They repeated every test
They checked out all the data in their lists
And then the alien anthropologists
Admitted they were still perplexed


But on eliminating every other reason
For our sad demise
They logged the only explanation left
This species has amused itself to death
No tears to cry
No feelings left


This species has amused itself to death
Amused itself to death”


– Roger Waters







The Next….. One Step




To far



To awaken

The “woke”

From

Accepting

The most

Ridiculous

Notion of

Acceptability

Of personal

Abhorrent

Behavior

That is okey dokey

Society be

Damned

I must needs

Express myself




Will serial killers

And mass murderers

Buddy up and

Join forces to

Try and cancel

Anyone who doesn’t

Think

They have the right

To express

Their need to

Kill people

Being called

Trans dimensionists

For transferring people

From this dimension

To the next

Concealing truth

The way humans

Like it…..with

Euphemistic language







Or will it be

Cannibals and

Necrophiliacs

Setting up camps

At morgues and

Cemeteries

Defending

Their lifestyle as

Entirely “green”

Because it

Generates

Little waste and

Saves food

Plus, no cries

Of rape

They could be called

Transparent recyclers




Maybe the last step

Will be when

Pedophiles

Change the name

Of their affliction to

Being “minor attracted”

That society will

Finally recognize

There is a serious need

Stop sexual abuse

In its tracks

Because they are

Transgressors

First, via safe reporting

Then, mental health help

For both of the victims

Assaulted and perpetrators

So neither abuses continue

Which would be

The first next step






“I write to expunge the darkness
So that someday
Light may shine through”


– Angelo Devlin

There Is No End


To the conversations

We could be having

Regarding Society’s

Ills and foibles

To put it mildly

Around those

In power for the sake

Of exercising power

Against the bourgeoisie

Plus the proletariot

While most individuals

Know (of) their exploitation

Can not muster either

A defense or attack to

Eliminate the unbalance

For it only takes the one

Tiniest shiny apple * or

Hyperbolic distraction

To lose formidable focus

Of demanding divinity

Kind of exactly like

“The same way we use sports and television in this country, to distract people and take their minds off how bad they’re being fucked by the upper one percent.”

– George Carlin



Unfortunately there is

No beginning either of

The conversations

We could be having

Because the mindless

Manipulations of medias

Keep everyone screened to

Their distraction devices

When not watching sports

Drinking beer and fantasizing

About being on the team

Since, it is “their” own team

Or being trolled by bots

Surfacing at “random”

Extracting empty opinions

On topics that no one

Has any expertise about

Save ego satisfaction

It must know…..because

It can regurgitate responses

Via Pavlovian triggers

Knowing it irritates their ire

Like a doctor tapping on

A knee bone for a jerk




“That’s the way the ruling class operates in any society. They try to divide the rest of the people. They keep the lower and the middle classes fighting with each other so that they, the rich, can run off with all the fucking money!

Fairly simple thing. Happens to work. You know? Anything different–that’s what they’re gonna talk about–race, religion, ethnic and national background, jobs, income, education, social status, sexuality, anything they can do to keep us fighting with each other, so that they can keep going to the bank!”

– George Carlin






“Humanity” is not very pretty

When it sees itself

In a collective mirror.”

– Angelo Devlin



*

“All That You Have Is Your Soul”


“Oh my mama told me
‘Cause she say she learned the hard way
Say she wanna spare the children
She say don’t give or sell your soul away
‘Cause all that you have is your soul

Don’t be tempted by the shiny apple
Don’t you eat of a bitter fruit
Hunger only for a taste of justice
Hunger only for a world of truth
‘Cause all that you have is your soul

//

I thought that I could find a way
To beat the system
To make a deal and have no debts to pay
I’d take it all take it all I’d run away
Me for myself first class and first rate

But all that you have is your soul

Here I am waiting for a better day
A second chance
A little luck to come my way
A hope to dream a hope that I can sleep again
And wake in the world with a clear conscience and clean hands

‘Cause all that you have is your soul

All that you have
All that you have
All that you have Is your soul”


– Tracy Chapman





My Belief In God



Has proof

Similar to sun-worship *

Unlike others

Which only has

Belief as proof


The belief comes

From two sources

The Bible and any

And all dictionaries



First

John 1 : 1

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

John 1:1 


Second

God 1 : the supreme or ultimate reality: 

Word 7: the expressed or manifested mind and will of God

– m-w.com




No words, no existence, nothing supreme, no reality





I can do all things through

Word(s) that strengthen(s) me

Depending on content and

Meaning through context

Intent mixed with passion

Or apathy with indifference



Word also has all the verifiable

Substance of the invisible wind

I just broke that is permeating

The surrounding ether afoul of

The rest of the air all are breathing

You can not see it

But….you know it is / was there


“Fortunately, some are born with spiritual immune systems that sooner or later give rejection to the illusory worldview grafted upon them from birth through social conditioning. They begin sensing that something is amiss, and start looking for answers.

Inner knowledge and anomalous outer experiences show them a side of reality others are oblivious to, and so begins their journey of awakening. Each step of the journey is made by following the heart instead of following the crowd and by choosing knowledge over the veils of ignorance.”

― Henri Bergson



Unbeknownst to everyone else

They share in the same faith

That Word and any and all words

Conjure up images of each deity

Plus their play book that they follow

Loosely, fundamentally or not at all

Depending on mood and circumstances



Like my favorite commandment

“Thou shalt not kill”. ……… Which,

Observed by the major religions

Really, all depends on who or what

Is being killed by whom or what for

Pick your justification and have a party

We are all collectively responsible for

“Blood On The World’s Hands” – Iron Maiden

Because even if one lifts a finger against killing

Circumstantially supports it via taxes or lunch

Breakfast, dinner, abortion, and the death penalty




There goes God

In all of Word’s glory

For without Word

Or words, there

Would be no God(s)



Also, there would be no killing….because

There’d be “Nothing to kill or die for” – John Lennon




Try learning a lesson

Or absorb teachings

From any of the

Masters of Wisdom

Without words

To read or hear

“Their” words




*

“And immediately, I thought of the sun (Word). Happened like that. Overnight I became a sun-(Word) worshipper. Well, not overnight, you can’t see the sun (Word) ** at night. But first thing the next morning, I became a sun-(Word) worshipper.

Several reasons. First of all, I can see the sun, (Word) okay? Unlike some other gods I could mention, I can actually see the sun(Word). I’m big on that. If I can see something, I don’t know, it kind of helps the credibility along, you know?

So everyday I can see the sun (Words), as it gives me everything I need; heat, light, food, flowers in the park, reflections on the lake, an occasional skin cancer, but hey.

At least there are no crucifixions, and we’re not setting people on fire simply because they don’t agree with us. 

Sun (Word) worship is fairly simple. There’s no mystery, no miracles, no pageantry, no one asks for money, there are no songs to learn, and we don’t have a special building where we all gather once a week to compare clothing.

And the best thing about the sun (Word), it never tells me I’m unworthy. Doesn’t tell me I’m a bad person who needs to be saved.

(Word) Hasn’t said an unkind word. Treats me fine. So, I worship the sun (Word). But, I don’t pray to the sun (Word). Know why? I wouldn’t presume on our friendship. It’s not polite.”

(Especially since, occasionally words are my only friends)


– George Carlin



**

The last big question to

Challenge my belief in God is

Where do all the Word(‘s) go

When one is asleep?




“I never wish to be right,
Only to be understood,

If you have questioned
Your beliefs. Then maybe
I have done some good. “

– Angelo Devlin

We Are Not Living


In a closed finite system

That could have ever had

A beginning begetter or

An impossible ending end



We are living in an infinite

Open endless possibility

Where everything imaginable

Is at our feeling fingertips

The base of our beating heart

The vision of our mind & eyes

The creativity of consciousness



To experience free freedom

Unlike the enslaved freedom

One is told / sold, that one

Can purchase with one’s soul

Being chained to consumption

Via the illusion of choices *

To keep up with the Joneses

Induce ideologies of idle idols

Or bound to bupkus beliefs

Based on rumors and hearsay

Eons of erroneous information

Revised and refined by Rulers

Cleverly crafted by kleptocratic kings

Into barely believable book versions

Vehemently vague and varied



Distracted daily by distractions

Dining on distasteful disinformation

Playing ping-pong with politics

Packed with putrid partisanship

Pretending war and death are

Necessary as a means to an

Alleged exhaustive never ends

That erodes our evolution of

Being enlightened beings

When instead knowing……


“I’m a stranger in my own house
I’ve got the keys to the door
But I’m still locked out
I’m a stranger in my own house
I’ll huff, and I’ll puff, and I’ll blow this house down
Can’t be a stranger in my own house

//

I’ve got no excuse, I should have known
I’ve got a place to live but I never feel at home
I’m just a stranger in my own house
I’ve got the keys to the door
But I’m still locked out
Stranger in my own house
I’ll huff, and I’ll puff, and I’ll blow this house down
Can’t be a stranger in my own house

//

I’m just a stranger in my own house
I’m just a stranger in my own house, “


Excerpts from “A Stranger In My Own House”

– Foreigner



When not living my….

“Wildest Dreams”

“I’m gonna organize
some changes in my life
I’m gonna exorcise
the demons of my past

I’m gonna take the car and
hit the open road
I’m feeling ready to
just open up and go

And I just feel I can be anything
That all I might ever wish to be
And fantasize just what I want to be
Make my wildest dreams come true

I’m on my way
Out on my own again
I’m on my way
Out on the road again

When I remember back to
how that things just used to be
And I was stuck inside
a shroud of misery

I felt I’d disappeared
so deep inside myself
I couldn’t find a way
to break away my hell

When I’m feeling down and low
I vow I’ll never be the same again
I just remember what I am
And visualize just what I’m gonna be

I’m on my way
Out on my own again
I’m on my way
Out on the road again

I’m on my way
Out on my own again
I’m on my way
I’m gonna breakaway. “

– Iron Maiden



If only to suggest proof that

We are not living our own reality

Rather one that has been

Programmed to control

Our actions via reactions with

Controversy not for its own sake

But as a detour from our divinity





“I write to expunge the darkness
So that someday
Light may shine through”


– Angelo Devlin



*

“They say freedom of choice. You’re given an illusion of choice.

Americans are meant to feel free by the exercise of meaningless choices. Do you know what the choices are in this country? -paper or plastic.

You don’t need a formal conspiracy when interests converge. These people went to the same universities, they’re on the same boards of directors, they’re in the same country clubs, they have like interests, they don’t need to call a meeting, they know what’s good for them and they’re getting it.

There used to be 7 oil companies there are now 3 it will soon be 2.

The things that matter in this county have been reduced in choice. There are 2 political parties, there are a handful of insurance companies, there are about 6 or 7 information sources, but if you want a bagel there are 23 flavors because you have the illusion, you have the illusion of choice.”

– George Carlin

Tamping Down


A catastrophizing mindset

Hyperbolizing projections

Of an imagination gone wild

Satiating smug satisfaction

That ego thinks it knows more

Then, the reality confirmed

Through reasonable sources

With objective realities shared

Amongst bipedal earthling artists

Having an ethereal connection to a

Reality of love, laughter, and truth

So as to turn the tide against

Fear, hate, doubt, and suspicion with

Bravery, love, confidence, and certainty

Which will be extremely useful in

Tamping down a catastrophizing mindset



“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”

– Angelo Devlin



The Only Place


Reality is defined

Is in the dictionary


Reality

1 : the quality or state of being real

Fantastic

Now, what is “real”

Real

1a : having objective independent existence

Great, what is objective independent existence ?

Objective

1 a : expressing or dealing with facts or conditions as perceived  without distortion by personal feelings, prejudices, or  interpretations


Independent

1 (a) 1 : not subject to control by others


Existence

1 a : the state or fact of having being especially independently of human consciousness and as contrasted with nonexistence

Definitions from m-w.com



And yet, “reality” does not exist without a consciousness, human or otherwise, to manufacture reality to be perceived simultaneously, objectively, and subjectively.

Still, if one lives within those parameters in a solipsistic perception, then all bets are off.

Making reality what you make it, since you are solely soul-ly in absolute control of the reality experienced. Good, bad, orgasmic, or indifference. Willfully turning stored energy into kinetic energy.

Doubt and belief then ought to be considered both sides of the same coin. Constantly flipping reality at any, and at all time to question when it temporarily lands as to best understand where it is in each moment, its quality or state of being real.



“Reality is how we swim, not how we win.”

– John trudell


Caught Off Guard


By my own last

Smug blog post

Thinking that I

Was separate from

My own reality, the

Prince of perception

King of consciousness

Master of my mind

Then it dawned on me

Like the morning sun

I, too, believe things

That may not be true

But go on as if they are

Regurgitating them to

Myself, as if they are real

Factual not false like

They are my shining star

Which is arrogant

Down to its core

Reminding me that

I have to question

So much more



“Reality can not be
Properly checked
In an echo chamber.”

– Angelo Devlin


Believe, Lying, Truth, Proof



If you believe

Someone is lying

About their truth

But have no proof

Then that belief

May or may not be

A lie to one’s self

And no one besides

Who is believing

What their mind

Wants to believe

Or does not want to

Yet, in fact

When or since

There is no

Proof of a lie

Then belief usually

Overrides truth

Regardless if it is

Truth, or is not

Making a belief

An unintended

Hierarchy or authority

Over objective reality

Perhaps then

Make believe it is true

Is more of

A command

Than an idiom



“Now, believe is a word that I have a serious problem with, right, because it has a “Lie” in the middle.

“DNA” Descendant Now Ancestor

– John Trudell





“I never wish to be right,
Only to be understood,

If you have questioned
Your beliefs. Then maybe
I have done some good. “

– Angelo Devlin



A Calculated Gamble


If the alleged left

Wants to truly win



(First, what people

Fail to realize is that

The left and right wing

Belong to the same bird)



The first thing they need to do

Is stop mentioning

What’s his name’s name

Like it disappeared

From their vocabulary

Some temporary profits

Will be at stake, briefly

But the incursion of

An elevated humanity

Methinks would be

Worth the cost

Along with a revisit

To a calmer sanity

Where we can all regroup

Catch our collective breath

Make peace with our self’s, then

Make peace with our other selves

Which is us anyway

Set up as reflective mirrors

So we can understand us better

By seeing who we really are

In how we behave and react

To someone who doesn’t look like us

Believe the same things we do

Who is in a different economic situation

But still is inseparable from who we are

That would also like to win by

Participating in the calculated gamble



“Reality can not be
Properly checked
In an echo chamber.”

– Angelo Devlin