Strength in humility
Is stronger than the
Strength in power
As
Power corrupts
Absolute power
Corrupts absolutely
Therefore
Humility humbles
Absolute humility
Humbles absolutely
Despite the racist rhetoric that turns bipedal earthling oxygen consuming carbon monoxide exhaling blood pumping heart and mind filled thinking reasoning artists into the latest bogeyman to be the changing target of the governments Orwellian two minutes hate.
Whence will we find the strength to not threaten to attack a proud people? Ones that would rather die then eat.
Propping up an extremely flawed regime, but it is their regime on their land, as a foreign goofball plays with words ridiculing them further.
Sanctions smanctions, 70 years of failed coercion, let’s try sanctioning over some sandwiches. If I had an enemy or enemies and they offered me a carrot, be pretty tough to keep them as enemies.
“Rich man’s war
the poor,
starving for food
starving for land,
starving for peace
starving for real.
Rich man’s war
Attacking human
Attacking being
Attacking earth
Attacking tomorrow
Rich man’s war
Thinking of always war
Thinking of always war
//
Surviving paid for in dreams
Feeling like a world alone
Serving God with the Devil to pay
Feeling like something in no place
What goes on in Hell anyway?
Thing is, it has to do with heart
We have to understand what hearts
Are for before we can get back
To heaven or paradise
Or the power of our mind”
From John Trudel’s “Rich man’s war”
“Freedom’s just another word for nothin’ left to lose.”
– Janis Joplin
How much further will 45 push it? Till Mar A Lago is in the cross hairs. Or Chump towers is in their sights?
There were no winners in the Korean War save each side convincing themselves they won. That’s why there is the DMZ. A win will occur when peace breaks out.
Realizing we are all on the same team in the same dugout with no one to compete with.
Beyond the immediate
We will never know
The true cost
Of our own actions
Either in thought
Or deed
Purchases made
Or items unbought
Hallucinogens taken
Or liquids drunken
Words spoken
Or thoughts forsaken
Intentions concluded
Or never fulfilled
Dreams never dreamt
Or nightmares stilled
“We will pay the price
But we will not count the cost”
Rush “Bravado”
If you say that someone has closed or shut the stable door after the horse has bolted, you mean that they have tried to prevent something happening but they have done so too late to prevent damage being done.
http://www.collinsdictionary.com
The way I learned the above is from my uncle, when he would remind me to close the barn door after making a mistake.
Earthlings appear to be an evolved, evolving and evolve able species. Well beyond that thumb thing.
“We’re supposed to keep evolving. Evolution did not end with us growing opposable thumbs. You do know that, right?”
– Bill Hicks
For example, going from pooping in the woods, to an outhouse, to indoor plumbing, to master bathroom toilets with heated seats, bidet attachments and soft close lids, to going #1 and #2 on an international space station. Whisked and wiped away so quickly, it is like our shit does not stink in the first place.
Right now, our only proof of nearly stagnant evolution, is being able to close the barn doors after the horses are out.
Evidenced in our post problem solutions, whether it be only proposing a ban on bump stocks, or suggesting that Home Depot, no longer rent out trucks.
Going a bit further back to screening skeletons at the airport. Under the illusion of security. Blindly accepting systematic systems failings.
“Airport security is a stupid idea, it’s a waste of money, and it’s there for only one reason: to make white people feel safe! That’s all it’s for.
To provide a feeling, an illusion, of safety in order to placate the middle class. Because the authorities know they can’t make airplanes safe; too many people have access.”
– George Carlin
Right in line with the cliché definition of insanity. Doing the same thing over and over, again and again expecting different results.
As the collective psyche slowly gets tamped asunder forgetting its wholeness.
Yet, like silly putty that has been flattened, frayed, fractured and fragmented still has the cohesive adhesive tenacious ability to be rolled all back together as one.
When at least a plausible practical solution would be, not to have so many horses in the barn in the first place.
If there were less horses available to be corralled back into the barn off the sidewalk, or at concerts, there would conceivably be less horses to rent a truck to run them over, or mow them down, from a sniper’s nest.
Less horses to get together to conjure up more reasons to hate and kill other horses. Simply because there are too many horses in the barn named earth.
“Almost every problem in the world boils down to too many #&cking people and I’m not just talking out of my ass. I’ve had my vasectomy, I have no children.”
From “Deadbeat Hero”
– Doug Stanhope
Peculiarly, not planting any seeds in any garden, works too. Having left, any would be children, safely in the spirit realm.
Keeping them safe in heavens barn. Those horses do not leave, unless they are called for.
“Wouldn’t it be nice to have a kid? To have this fresh, clean slate which we could fill. A little clean spirit, innocent, and to fill it with good ideas.
Yeah, yeah, how about this? If you’re so #&cking altruistic, why don’t you leave the little clean spirit wherever it is right now?”
– Bill Hicks
Looks like the snooze button has been tapped again. Befallen another tragedy, occurring in Las Vegas practically disappearing like a fart in a hurricane.
Guess, what happens in Vegas, really does stay in Vegas. As soon as questionable conspiracies entered the time line, that broadcast all but dried up
Once the snooze bar has been tapped so many times, the alarm no longer goes off.
Leaving you to finally wake up, hours later realizing that you missed the bus, the train has left the station, the cab left, the plane took off, your ship sailed and your goose is cooked.
Wondering all the while, if that few extra extra minutes was really that necessary.
Apparently it matters not.
Regardless of how accurate, detailed, non circumstancial and absolutely verifiable proof of the money trail of ads placed on social media or tampered machines.
Regarding the 2nd Republican allegedly stolen election in modern times.
Those who believe 45 won the popular vote, is doing the best he can, is going to build a wall at the neighbors expense.
Make tax code changes that do not benefit him, change health care, if just a few more, would cooperate. Decries fake news while tweeting the same.
Had nothing to do with Russia or any other country, maybe, maybe not, could be, don’t know. Blame Hillary or the dems.
Speaking of playing the blame game.
Depends on who you want to find at fault depends on which news you listen to. Who new Faux News is the empty closet where the emperor keeps his clothes?
Those who believe, will, those who don’t won’t. Regardless of either, nothing has changed. Except unemployment is down, slavery is up, consumption continues.
America the beautiful. One big transcontinental commercial cesspool. And how do the people feel about all this? How do people feel about living in a coast to coast shopping mall? Well they think it’s JUST FUCKING DANDY!”
– George Carlin
Apparently the general public likes promises over substance believing that two birds in the bush are worth more than one in hand.
Indictments, innuendos, surrogate, subterfuge, coercion, connections, crafty collusion, nepotism, negativism, nationalism, nihilistic narcissism.
Guilty? Perhaps, yes, no and probably.
Yet like any good owner, the “theys and thems” are going to protect their property / investment.
The malevolent Manchurian marauder will be safe from any real prosecution, persecution, gulag or prison.
As he has done his puppet masters bidding to distract the distracted from their distractions. The proof is in the Bush / Cheyney / Rumsfeld pudding.
“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
This is all merely, a finely choreographed dog and pony show to keep everyone glued to their screen to ignore the degradation of humanity.
Leaving millions without power or clean drinking water, manifesting fears of nuclear annihilation.
Squabbling over empty arguments of the meaning of freedom. Doubling down with the NFL’s purpose of distraction
While increasing surveillance and more laws. Putting a stranglehold on even a peaceful revolution as there would be no bloody profit in that.
“The people will not revolt. They will not look up from their screens long enough to notice what is happening.”
– George Orwell “1984”
Making sure, nearly every one is armed to the teeth. With nothing to defend or attack. Accepting the slaughter of sovereign citizens under the “2 minutes hate”, collective chant of we the people.
“What’s gonna happen to the Arms industry, when we realise we’re all one? HAHA! It’s gonna fuck up the economy!
The economy that’s fake anyway! This would be a real bummer. So you can see why the government’s cracking down on the idea of experiencing unconditional love.”
– Bill Hicks
Lest anyone think, those regurgitated bot ads, had no effectiveness, grossly underestimates the power of advertising.
.May not have moved the needle to who the committed were going to vote for.
However, there are a lot of fence sitters who don’t know how to think or what to “buy” till they see something, over and over again.
“Watching television is like taking black spray paint to your third eye.”
– Bill Hicks
That’s the whole purpose of advertising. Working behind the scenes of consciousness to lull you to sleep.
Will we wake up? I hope so, even if it matters not.
Other than the only thing my brain remembers (comedic poignant bits, used as reference, special thanks to George Carlin and Bill Hicks) I wish I knew where the rest of this “stuff” comes from.
Or
Being
On the take
Of wanting
More than
You need
Thinking it
Satisfies
Permanently
When in
Reality
You become
More
More empty
Than before
Filling a void
With a
Vacuum
Celebrating the low unemployment percentage is awash when considering that the enslavement percentage is up.
Could it be, that so many people have their nose to the grindstone on the hamster wheel of consumption that there are not enough, available to travel to restore power in Puerto Rico?
Or has apathy taken over? The story is fading from the broadcasts, soon to be filed away as reference for the next devastating hurricane. Compared to what Maria did, Suze did nothing.
Meanwhile as of this writing is still mostly without power at about 75%.
Iron Maiden
Excerpt from “Fates Warning”
“A hurricane devastates
the cities in its way
The grief and misery
for the ones that are left behind
The worst is yet to come
a hell to face mankind”
My only weapons are words
My only bullets are punctuations
My only cache is at libraries
My only scope is infinity
My only barrel holds whiskey
My only clip holds papers
My only target is blank
My only magazines are read
My only range is long
My only safe is empty
My only projectile is love
My only arms are for hugs
My only defense is no defense
I keep hearing that guns defend and protect
Will a gun defend you against rain
Will a gun defend you against wind
Will a gun defend you against fire
Will a gun protect you against an accident
Will a gun protect you from suicidal thoughts
Will a gun defend you while it’s locked up
Will a gun defend you under the mattress if you are in the garage
Will a gun protect you or your family against nuclear war
Will a gun defend or protect you against ……
Tell me again how guns defend or protect anyone
Besides, once you realize you are nothing more than a congregation of cells made up of protons, neutrons, quarks, etc and other sub atomic particles manifested interchangeably with waves.
There is nothing to defend that exists in this reality that could bring harm to you or your family.
Every first collective single, vile, loving, sad, happy, disgusting, pleasant, smelly, fragrant, harmful, helpful, dumb, educated, poor, rich, fat, skinny, tall, short, brown, pink, yellow, red, green, last one of us……..are all “family”
Family, is a concept that has as many definitions as there are 7b + bipedal earthling artists that can attach a word to that thought. Having as many malleable permutations as love or freedom.
Family
3 a : a group of people united by certain convictions or a common affiliation : fellowship
4 : a group of things related by common characteristics: as
a : a closely related series of elements or chemical compounds ì
– M-W.com
See, we are all one, a closely related
series of elements or chemical compounds.
Family, always evolving, changing, shifting, adding, subtracting, happy, sad, prosperous, broke, broken, blended, mixed, blood, security, home, gang.
Why is it then, in the public realm with so many variables would anyone accept family as a unified definition, when it means something different to 7b+ individuals?
Like when a politician uses it as a verbal tic. Saying that their gun legislation supports “family” and “American” values.
Huh?
Consider if the word family were replaced with enlightened, it would raise the expectation and expedition of what and where we could evolve to.
How to legislate non-authority ?
Celebrate Nonconformity
Cherish Abnormality
Increase individuality
Unless an intuitive paradigm shift occurs, and the collective becomes instinctually aware, that no one is separate from the whole. We will continue with what the current antiquated patriarchal dichotomous system has led us to believe.
Dismissing the deadly competitive struggle for moving forward, replacing it with the enlivening cooperative ease towards enlightenment.
Travel
Manifesting paperless and machine less travel
The molecules, atoms, and quarks that “make” you and me up, are already anywhere, everywhere, at all times. Traversing geography would simply be a “matter” of commanding yourself to do so by harnessing one’s innate intuitive ability.
“Roads? Where we’re going we don’t need…roads.”
– Dr. Emmet Brown
Back to the Future
We would not need roads, trains, planes or automobiles.
Money
So prized an illusion, that in the abstract, does not exist in the first place. Save for a few bucks you may have in your wallet or purse. The rest are just numbers on a screen, transferred, for the most part “electronically” or ironically, “cellular-ly”.
Cellular
: relating to a system that uses radio waves instead of wires to send telephone signals.
M-W.com
Accomplishing by wire and air what was done with wagons, ships and rail.
Where did all that “money” go?
Where, did all that “money” go?
Where did, all that, “money”, go?
Speaking of religion.
Religion
Any or all, which are about as concrete and substantive as the thoughts that makes them up in the first place.
Really have no place, when replaced with Gaia consciousness.
Race
Race will be nothing more than an archaic definition of a track event. Because the bipedal earthling artist that you once perceived you did not like, you will recognize as yourself. Will quickly, with newly found awareness, self heal that aspect.
Time
Time dissolves as a mundane misnomer for something that tracked perceived linear events. As the Einstein theory that everything is happening all at once emerges, thereby cherishing each and every moment, experienced subjectively.
Now where is Alexander the great?
Lyrical non sequitur, kind of.
Excerpt from Iron Maiden’s
“Alexander the Great”
Alexander the Great
His name struck fear into hearts of men
Alexander the Great
Became a God amongst mortal men
A Phrygian King had bound a chariot yoke
And Alexander cut the ‘Gordian knot’
And legend said that who untied the knot
He would become the master of Asia
Hedonism he spread far and wide
The Macedonian learned mind
Their culture was a western way of life
He paved the way for Christianity
Marching on, marching on
The battle weary marching side by side
Alexander’s army line by line
They wouldn’t follow him to India
Tired of the combat, pain and the glory
Alexander the Great
His name struck fear into hearts of men
Alexander the Great
He died of fever in Babylon
Wishy-Washy Writing
“When you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change.”
– Dr Wayne Dyer
What if? What if we are all just cosmic corpuscles floating around in utero in a World Wide Womb? Hindering our departure through the birth canal simply because we have not developed our full potential of peace and knowing our interconnectedness with the whole.
How is it, that this country’s alleged leader is so vehemently against prenatal abortion, threatens to perform millions of postnatal ones?
“North Korea best not make any more threats to the United States. They will be met with fire and fury like the world has never seen,” Trump said. “And as I said, they will be met with the fire and fury and, frankly, power, the likes of which this world has never seen before.”
– Donald Trump
(Playing the Nixon “madman” card, only works if done behind closed doors. Not when it is on permanent display mixed in with grandiose narcissism and reprehensible pathological lying.)
“We can bomb the shit outta your country!
Especially if your country is full of brown people. Oh, we like that, don’t we? That’s our hobby now. But it’s also our new job in the world: bombing brown people.
Iraq, Panama, Grenada, Libya. You got some brown people in your country?
Tell ’em to watch the fuck out, or we’ll goddamn bomb them!
Well, who were the last white people you can remember that we bombed? In fact, can you remember any white people we ever bombed? The Germans! That’s it!
Those are the only ones. And that was only because they were tryin’ to cut in on our action. They wanted to dominate the world.
Bullshit! That’s our job. That’s our fuckin’ job.”
– George Carlin
Meanwhile he is sending “his” sandy camouflage clad surgeons to perform some post natal ones to practice in Niger. Even though he doesn’t even know why we are there.
It is quite the frightening Freudian fall, when he refers to the military as “his” army, and “his” generals.
One would think that someone in the adult day care center would read him the Constitution, before he takes a nap to rest his thumbs.
Are drone strikes really honorable? What happened to “Don’t fire until you see the whites of their eyes.”
“We are a war-like lot. We can’t stand it not to be fuckin’ with somebody. We couldn’t wait for that Cold War to be over, could we? Couldn’t wait for that Cold War to be over so we could go play with our toys in the sand.”
“Or when we’re not invading some sovereign nation, or setting it on fire from the air, which is more fun for our Nintendo pilots.”
– George Carlin
Anybody else think that if we offered purported enemies a sandwich, they would less likely be enemies?
I guess when the collective wakes up and realizes the memed notion that we would feed the starving, if we could just get past the “warlords” who control the access and black market the food and supplies. It is an outdated belief that is no longer valid, just have to understand the context, that there is no profit in feeding starving fellow earthling artists.
Rather my druggie drug-less drugs
The ones that heighten my awareness and elevate my consciousness are the wit, wittiness and witticisms of self professed drug takers, the likes of which I seriously doubt any substance could replace.
George Carlin
Richard Pryor
Bill Hicks
Joe Rogan
Doug Stanhope
Patton Oswalt
The downside of all this “drug” consumption is that I can not stop questioning everything .
Sorted out in chaotic fashion as various blog posts, deciphering nonsense with a universal skeleton key, expanding awareness, understanding consciousness and questioning questioning.
Vague enlightenment via audio osmosis, whilst still maintaining my CDL
“The Wizards Have Landed”
“The wizards have landed
With plans for a perfect world
A new beginning
For all you boys and girls
They bring with them
The wisdom of the ages
Directly from the lips
Of the sages
You may think you’ve heard
This information before
Prepare to open up
A brand new door”
– Bill Hicks
Looking at the world through a windshield. 