At cherry picking
Morally acceptable
Forms of death
War? Always
All ways, except with
Nuclear weapons
Way too much
Collateral damage
Bordering on
Instantaneous genocide
Plus, it ruins the real estate
When trying to steal resources
What is perfectly acceptable
Are bombs, drones
Missiles, guns
Bullets, gas chambers
Hanging and drowning
(Which is God’s favorite)
Automatic weapons
Incendiary devices
(AKA Flamethrower)
“The very existence of flamethrowers proves that sometime, somewhere, someone said to themselves,”
“You know, I want to set those people over there on fire, but I’m just not close enough to get the job done.”
– George Carlin
As long as * “we” ourselves don’t “kill” anyone
* (we, though, it is US, paid for by US tax dollars)
Stubbornly and Ignorantly hypocritical
By celebrating those willing to do the dirty work
Like post natal out of the womb abortion doctors
On “foreign” soil, even though all “soil” is connected
Throughout the little blue dot floating through the cosmos
Extracting fully formed fetuses in fatigues
Conveniently clothed in camouflage covers
(Typically men, dressing up as cos-play toy soldiers
Living out their combat fantasies of being heroes)
(That, or just doing their job, so they get special parking
Since they are now veterans with participation trophies
Near home improvement centers, restaurants
Grocery stores, or handicapped parking……..everywhere)
Save the exception of a flag patch on the arm
As an identifier of who not to shoot or not to……abort
Because “those” fruition fetuses are on “our” side
Even though some come from the places we attack
“Who am I performing for? Who are these Americans?
“I started reading the last names and I saw black and I saw Svenson and I saw Doyle and I saw McKelly and I saw Schwartzeir and I saw Ronaldo and I saw Belini, I saw Popadopolis, I saw Chaka, I saw Westhoffer, I saw Whakinsky, I saw Bean, I saw Lee, I saw Chang, I saw Yomato, I saw Makombo, I saw Ahmed, I saw Hernandez and I looked up, at these Americans of every race, color, religion imaginable and it hit me at that very moment.”
“Do you people realize that America is the only country in the world, that when we go to war, our troops, literally have to wear uniforms, cause no matter who we are fighting, (AKA killing) we have people on our team, that look like them.”
– Carlos Mencia
Justification seems to be the key factor
In the arbitration of who ends up on
The unlikely snake eyes roll of the dice
For an early grave or… medical incinerator
Ooopsie!
Forming fetuses in a fetus factory get an
Automatic stay of execution after 6 weeks
Or as Stanhope so eloquently puts it
“I’m against abortion, except like in cases of rape.”
That’s like saying, “Yes, a fetus is a human being,
….. unless his dad is an asshole.”
– Doug Stanhope
If that were the case, some abortions would be mandatory.
“So, at best, the sanctity of life is kind of a selective thing. We get to choose which forms of life we feel are sacred, and we get to kill the rest.
Pretty neat deal, huh? You know how we got it? We made the whole fucking thing up!
Made it up, the same way we made up the death penalty. We made them both up, the sanctity of life and the death penalty.
Aren’t we versatile?!”
– George Carlin
There is another arbitrary vague selection….
The “Death” “Penalty”, giving the go ahead
Of who dies based on their behavior or
Confession or coerced confession
Circumstantial or manufactured “evidence”
Usually chosen by a group of people
Flipping coins on the muddled moral
Malleability deciding guilt, sanity or
Mental acuity aka retardation
Some don’t have to wait to administer the death penalty
Some judge and jury hangman have qualified immunity
State employed James Bond 007 license to kill jurisdiction
By police simply stating they “saw a gun” discarding the
Alleged right “to bear arms”
“If cops, can execute you because they “saw a gun”
You do not have the right to bear arms”
– Meta meme
The other forms of death
That get special selection
Is deciding… what to eat
Dogs and cats, no way
Cows and pigs, okay
Fish and chicken touché
Horse is fine and dandy
Depending on what
Country is hungry
Frogs and lambs
But only their legs
Crabs and lobsters
Because they are ugly
Pheasant and quail
Because they are yummy
Fox, rabbits and goats
Are on the plate too
Unless they are kept in a zoo
“Ever wonder why we’re fucked up as a species?”
– Bill Hicks
Even though……
Humans are good
At cherry picking
Morally acceptable
Forms of death
“I have special glasses
To see the contradiction
In everything.”
– Angelo Devlin
Hate over love
They only chose
One illusion over
A different illusion
To satiate their
Perception of what
Will benefit them self
The most for themselves
In a low stake gamble
That anything in their
Life will change one iota
Because that is how
Illusions work
Illusion:
1 a (2) : something that deceives or misleads intellectually
1 b (1) : perception of something objectively existing in such a way as to cause misinterpretation of its actual nature
– m-w.com
Since either had taken on
The characteristics of
Dumbo’s magic feather
The followers wanted to
Believe they could only fly
If they held on to the feather
The trick is to understand
One does not need the
“Magic feather” to fly
It is one’s belief
In themselves
Misprojected onto an
Anthropomorphic screen
Mouthing falsehoods and
Improbable outcomes
It is only clear to discerning ears
To realize, neither stated any
Provable outcomes of
Intended promises with
Anything but vague innuendoes
Guiding, easily led sheep
On both or either side
To fall into emotional
Traps of fear and projections
Of what may happen
Based on essentially nothing
Which ought to give rise
To choose to learn to
Love one’s self so as to
Share that and spread it around
From a place of knowing
Instead of being told / sold
How you are supposed to feel
And how your life will be
Affected by an official
Sitting in an oval office
“The phantoms
Of our imagination
Are as real as the
Beliefs in our brain”
– Angelo Devlin
The puppeteer is
Just as amused with
The pulling of strings
Directing the outcome of
Lifelike limber puppets
Putting words in the mouths
Like an invisible ventriloquist
As the audiences are
Mindlessly entertained
With the distractions of
Daring and devious dialog
To enrapture the crowds
In theater-in-the-rectangle
Engrossed in pixelated screens
In gross and grotesque scenarios
Of lying, name calling, and baiting
Rooting for their side as
The heroes and villains
Are interchangeable
Depending on how each
Division defines their deity
Unfortunately, even on
The most base level we
Understand what is
Going on in the show……
“I’ll show you politics in America.
Here it is, right here.
“I think the puppet on the right
Shares my beliefs.”
“I think the puppet on the left
Is more to my liking.”
“Hey, wait a minute,
There’s one guy…………
Holding out both puppets!”
“Shut up! Go back to bed, America.
Your government is in control.”
– Bill Hicks
It always works as long as
Disbelief is suspended that
There’s one guy…………
Holding out both puppets.
Because that is how
Powerful minds are
Imagine what could happen
If we collectively
Shattered that illusion
We could stop being gears
In the well-oiled machine
“I just want to be
The antidote for the
Poisonous Kool-aid
People have ingested.”
– Angelo Devlin
Vying to be filled
By narcissists who
Are lacking in such
Personal power
They seek approval
From everyone but
Their own divinity
Telling provable lies
Making false promises
Raising money from
Broke & broken sources
For the paltry salary of
$ 400,000.⁰⁰ a year
(Achooo. Oops, they both sneezed)
As the side hustle to
Their more lucrative gigs
While and once they
Get out of the office
As either nudnik will
Inevitably, have blood
On their hands and ours
Can you say Ukraine and Gaza
Can you also say proxy wars or
Eurasia, East Asia and Oceania
“It’s out of control
Blood on the world’s hands
Each day, a new toll”
– Iron Maiden
“Blood On The World’s Hands”
Whether or not they are
The targeted figurehead
Of an illusionary economy
While the “we the people”
Work at war widgets and
Crap for consumables
As schools become prisons
To keep children “safe”
When not distracted by sports
Gender fluidity in bathrooms
Gender fluidity in sports
So the masses have
Scapegoats and heroes to
Their manufactured liking
Feeding the ego
With flavored polls
Having hopes or plans
Of outright “winning”
To do what…..control
An uncontrollable “wall”
Prop up a fake economy
Elude to the illusion of
Taking away your guns
Give one “rights” that
Everyone already has
Protect “freedoms” that
Everyone already has
As the product sponsors
Cash in on the cash cow
Built around the daily
Distraction of the dumb job
That you can have
Whiter teeth and a pretty smile
More manageable hair and style
A faster car that goes no faster
Than the rest of clogged traffic
Burning fuels and resources
One way or another to barely move
On a patchwork of patched roads
Make sure you always have enough
Life, car, health, cellphones, etc. Insurance
Auto warranties, debt consolidation
Tax relief and injury compensation
(Were you dumb and made a mistake?
Let’s blame somebody and get some money.)
Ooops, I am distracting myself.
Will close out the dumbest job with this.
“I ascribe to Mark Twain’s theory that the last person who should be President is the one who wants it the most.
The one who should be picked is the one who should be dragged kicking and screaming into the White House.”
– Bill Hicks
And I thought I had the dumbest job
Driving up and down the highway
Getting paid to sit on my butt while
Listening to everything or nothing
To think of this goofy stuff when
The only requirement to do a good job
Is to make sure I get enough sleep
“I have the most fun
Looking at the world
Through a windshield.”
– Angelo Devlin
Absolutely NOTHING
Is at stake in
The next election
Not freedom
Or rights, nor
Alleged personal
“Medical” decisions
Or mass murder
Toy confiscation
How you dress
Who or what
You want to
Pretend to be
The car you drive
What “powers”
Your vehicle
(Greed, powers your vehicle)
The appliances
In your home
Who you pray to
Who you prey upon
Weather or not
It keeps getting
Warmer or colder
Whether or not you
Can say
Merry Christmas or
Happy Hanukkah or
Happy Kwanzza or
Encourage Eid al-Fitr or
Delight in Dharma day
Why? Because
“It’s never going to get any better. Don’t look for it. Be happy with what you’ve 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 system is
Set up perfectly
Filled with not only
Every distraction
Imaginable but
New ones as they
Are manufactured
Bogeymen to be born
First, as trial balloons
Triggering even mild
Emotional triggers
Set to go viral at the
Speed of ignorance
Never questioning
Unverified sources
International bots
Misinformation memes
Lavishes lies
An excerpt from John Trudell’s
“Rich Man’s War”
“With machines for ancestors
New unborn generations
Chemical umbilical cords
Are only wiring
In your electrical progress
Human lives burnt offerings
To the God Greed
With lies for ancestors
There is no truth in some futures
Rulers of minds feeding next
Generation souls to the
Control machine
Sacrifice ritual for the
Prophet technology
With isolation for ancestors
There’s only the present
Bought by the credit material uses
Forging chains binding you to destruction
Compliments of your deities
The industrial priests”
Everything to keep
Your mind glued to
Major and malevolent
Manipulated media
Cycling fear between
Glimpses of hope
Though mostly fear
As the tether
Of one’s soul
Gets thinner
Taut and tangled
Intertwined with the
Strangling noose
Cord of consumption
( HF, that got dark quick)
Delaying delving into the
Divinity of being deity
(Theology of being God)
Understanding utopia
With the clear usefulness of
Realizing there is no separation
Between individuals
Experiencing existence in
Each moment of eternity
(Which never “started” and…
Will never never “end”
That’s why it is called e-t-e-r-n-i-t-y)
Subjectively towards evolution
Of the entirety of consciousness
What will we do
“If Eternity Should Fail” ?
– Iron Maiden
The external vote
Is cast for show
The internal vote of
How one casts
Their kindness
Treats others as
They want to
Be treated
Shares selfishly *
Of themselves
Is the vote
That counts
Towards something
Since the external vote
Seems to do…….
Nothing
*
Whilst this may seem a contradiction
Methinks (at least as a contemplation)
That it would be more beneficial in this regard
To do good for one’s self “selfishly”
Knowing it better benefits the whole
Both in the immediate and the infinite
How easier would it be to serve the whole
Knowing that one is doing it selfishly
Besides, selfless / self-less leaves
One out of the entire picture and
Your self is just as important as
All of the other collective selves
“I write to expunge the darkness
So that someday
Light may shine through”
– Angelo Devlin
“Everybody talks about the weather,
But nobody does anything about it.”
– Charles Dudley Warner
Me:
I am going to do something about it……..
“The Weather”
Gives us strange permission
To alter our own perspective
After given factual information
Of the temperature outside
Stating it is 20⁰ Fahrenheit
Which is fairly cold……
Then, as if out of nowhere
Presents the mind altering
Statement or digitized display
Saying (get this, it) “feels like”
It is 5⁰ Fahrenheit
Well shit, adding something
Such as, with the “wind-chill” factor
It is all of a sudden cooler
Who is making this up?
How come in the summer
There is no description such
As the “stifling-air” factor
Oh wait, it is a “dry” heat
Really, that is what
Heat does, it dries
It is bad enough
That it is cold
The only reason I thought
That it was colder
Was, because I am
Getting so much older
More Orwellian doublespeak
Built in to constantly confuse
Not accepting reality
The way that it really is
20⁰ is 20⁰ now I’m being
Informed it is not
Next, they’ll be telling me
It is cold when it is hot
With tongue-in-cheek
Methinks it is some
Forecaster of doubts to
Infiltrate the public mind
Not to accept reality
As it has been defined
As it goes on all day long
Politicians telling you
That their side is “right” while
Everyone else is wrong
Unfortunately, this will
Go on and on forever
For how do we dare
Question the weather
Reminds me of the time
In the high school band
Marching on the football field
(Known as the distraction rectangle)
During a very cold performance
The announcer gave kudos for
Everyone braving such “inclement weather”
To which the lead saxophone player shared
Amongst everyone who could hear…..
“Inclement weather, it’s fucking freezing”
Could have used some global warming back then…..
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
Sometimes………
When I think I am funny
I want to be addressed as a comedian
When I am verbalizing my introspection
I want to be addressed as a philosopher
When I nail two boards together
I want to be addressed as a carpenter
When I am installing a ceiling light
I want to be addressed as an electrician
When I am spouting rhetoric and bullshit
I want to be addressed as a politician
When I count cash withdrawn from an ATM
I want to be addressed as a banker
When I am making myself a meal
I want to be addressed as a cook
If I am cooking for someone else
I want to be addressed as a chef
When I give someone a ride
I want to be addressed as a cab driver
If they are really special, sitting in the back
I want to be addressed as a chauffeur of a limo
When I solve an equation
I want to be addressed as a mathematician
When I am being haughty and arrogant
While I may not like it
I should be addressed as an asshole
When I am loading or unloading a trailer
I want to be addressed as a dock worker
And finally
When I am driving down the road
Thinking of this mindless drivel
Of how people want to be addresed as…..
I want to be addressed as a truck driver
Or more euphemisticly as a
Freight transportation highway road manager
I would just like to know your name
So that I may address you as that and
Hopefully, if I remember to use
Your name in our conversation
As bipedal earthling artists
I will be able to recall you as that name
Instead of some protracted formality
Delaying a potential conversation of the
Significance of our insignificance in an
Infinite never ending, never beginning cosmos
Whereas if we are honest with ourselves
We can be aware of one’s individual subjectivism
Knowing also, our connection with all of infinity
“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
Who can not identify with that ?
“I just want to be
The antidote for the
Poisonous Kool-aid
People have ingested.”
– Angelo Devlin
I am not sure why
But it seems as if some
People want to live in a
Post apocalyptic world
Which is not going to occur
One that makes, ’em feel
All tingly inside
Like being in the lead cart
On a roller coaster ride
At the precipice of
Gravitational forces
The briefest moment captured
In perceiving to be alive
Or……
“You know when you’re sitting on a chair and you lean back so you’re just on two legs and you lean too far so you almost fall over, but at the last second, you catch yourself?
I feel like that all the time…”
Steven Wright
Besides, if, if, if, I am wrong
Out of all the blacks, whites,
Browns, reds, yellows, olives,
Hes, shes, theys, thems,
Jews, Christians, Muslims,
Buddhists and atheists
Nearly everyone will be dead
And I seriously doubt that
The leftover zombies will be
Be scouring through the
WordPress hard drives to find
Where I wrote that no
Apocalypse would occur
Just to prove I was wrong
While they can’t say anything
Clearly or directly, they give
Glimpses with innuendoes
So as not to be taken away
In a buckled straight jacket
In their version of being
On the side of good in the
Final battle over “evil” by
Doing the nothing they’ve done
Allowing “evil” to proliferate
That they think that “now”
They are going to conquer
Meanwhile, with all of
Their catastrophizing
The worst thing that happens
Is their favorite coffee shop
Is all out of carmel
For their macchiato
Because for 24 hours, 7 days
52 weeks year after year
The talking heads have been
Forecasting doom and gloom
Making the slightest hiccup as
Unbearable as all get out
Which has been absorbed with
All the caffeine in the Americano
They have been “forced” to order
Adding stimulant to the tingle
As they barricade themselves
In their homes behind the
Great cardboard wall of boxes
Arriving daily at the doorstep
Of constant consumption
Their only enemy being the
Porch pirates to steal the capstone
Of hopes and dreams
“There’s simply no polite way to tell people
They’ve dedicated their lives to an illusion.”
Daniel Dennett
“The phantoms
Of our imagination
Are as real as the
Beliefs in our brain”
– Angelo Devlin
In the next election
We would still get
The leadership we
Need and deserve
To make us aware
Of where our collective
Consciousness is
Taking us
One side will implement
Their own agenda, while
The other side will implement
Ta-Da… Their own agenda
Meanwhile
Continuing to mill about
Like ants around a colony
Or red and black ants
Living peacefully in a jar*
Which could happen
Lest “Don” keeps
Shaking the jar
*
“If you collect 100 black ants and 100 fire ants and put them in a glass jar, nothing will happen. But if you take the jar, shake it violently and leave it on the table, the ants will start killing each other.”
– author unknown
Or its verifiableness tested
Perhaps inspired by
“What he was doing was spooning different kinds of bugs into the jar and making them fight. “The bug fight was so interesting that I stopped crying right away–forgot all about the old man.
I can’t remember what all Frank (Don) had fighting in the jar that day, but I can remember other bug fights we staged later on: one stag beetle against a hundred red ants, one centipede against three spiders, red ants against black ants.
They won’t fight unless you keep shaking the jar. And that’s what Frank (Don) was doing, shaking, shaking, the jar.”
– Kurt Vonnegut
“Cat’s Cradle”
Or bees in a beehive
Buzzing around to
Serve their queen
“Lastly, when a honey bee queen suddenly dies, an urgent and unplanned supersedure occurs. Worker honey bees identify several larvae within the proper age range and begin to condition these larvae to become queens.”
– orkin.com
“When a queen bee dies inside a colony, it can be difficult for the colony. While the queen bee isn’t the leader of a colony, she is responsible for its future.
A colony of bees can survive when one of their worker bees or drones dies, but without the queen, a colony will eventually fail.”
– foxhoundbeecompany.com
“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?”
//
“American Idol (Idle) was the number one show on television // those are the people picking your leaders with less insight then they put in to whether or not Rubin Stoddard should win an award.
It’s dumb. “
– Doug Stanhope
Only to have your precious
Single, life altering “vote”
Grouped together to elect electors
Narrowing it down to 538 votes
In a slight majority, winner takes all
Regardless of the popular vote
Cast by two-thirds of eligible voters
Which, like the game / talent show
Comes down to who is most popular
Not effective, or leadership tested
Just popular **
“Pretty neat deal, huh?
You know how we got it?
We made the whole fucking thing up!”
– George Carlin
In a contrived manner
To feed an illusion that
One’s social participation
Makes any difference
Outside of what one does
In their personal life
Of being kind to people
Strangers and relatives
Accepting their uniqueness
To evolve more themselves
In a never ending process of
Evolution through chaos
Vision, struggle, and patience
** Because you know, if you owned a business
You would not hire a convicted felon who was
Indicted on 34 counts of business fraud
As your CEO, who is also under investigation
For illegally retaining documents from
One company (country) and sharing that information
With a rival company (country) who also
Went bankrupt six times and failed at a casino
Stole from a charity and ran a fraudulent university
Found liable for sexual assault known as rape
But, is popular, in spite of personal and business failures
“My solipsistic worldview
Does not allow me to see
What may be real reality.”
– Angelo Devlin
In an ongoing search for
Truth in reality and
Reality in truth
Arriving at an
Elusive conclusion
It would appear as though
The only permanent thing
We are here for
As sentient beings
In anthropomorphic form
Is to experience experiences
For the sole / soul purpose
Of experiences themselves
Not for love or money
Or the love of money
Karma or justice
Religions or atheism
Happiness or sadness
Wealth or poverty
Praise or blame
Inquisition or enlightenment
Intention or “accident”
Reincarnation or not
No lesson to be learned
No fact to be remembered
No proof to be proven
No prize to be kept
No trophy to display
No badge to be worn
Simply experience
History will show nothing
Of our experiences in any
Book, file, or hard drive
In the eons of infinity
What we think we are
Tracking here on earth
Of scores and outcomes
Winners and losers
Failures and successes
Saints and sinners
Bums and billionaires
Printed on paper or stored
Magnetically or digitally
Will have vanished in the
Ethereal vacuum of space
It already has
Whatever you have done
Is back “there”
Wherever “there” is now
While in this lifetime
You may recall bits and pieces
But never in the exact same way
It occurred as it happened
For that experience is
Lost in the spins and trajectory
Of a fragile pale blue dot
Hurling through the cosmos
If we were to look as deep
Within ourselves as we do
The cosmos and infinity
We would find the same thing
Nothing……. and everything
It all depends on perception
Since there is no separation
From the whole of infinity
No fingers to point
No blame to cast
No elation of freedom
No fear of tyranny
Simply experience
For the sake of
Experience
“If you can just get your mind together
Then come on across to me
We’ll hold hands, and then we’ll watch the sunrise
From the bottom of the sea
But first, are you experienced?
Or have you ever been experienced?
Well, I have
I know, I know you probably scream and cry
That your little world won’t let you go
But who in your measly little world
Are you trying to prove that
You’re made out of gold and, uh, can’t be sold?
So uh, are you experienced?
Have you ever been experienced?
Well, I have
Ah, let me prove it to you
Trumpets and violins I can, uh, hear in the distance
I think they’re calling our names
Maybe now you can’t hear them, but you will, ha-ha
If you just take hold of my hand
Oh, but are you experienced?
Have you ever been experienced?
Not necessarily stoned, but beautiful. “
– Jimmy Hendrix
Trying to be conscious
Of each moment of experience
As something experienced
“All of that
Which has reality
Has no basis
In reality. “
– Angelo Devlin
Looking at the world through a windshield. 