“There are no facts, only interpretations.”
– Freidrich Nietsche
Factor
Fiction
Into
All that is
Or may not be
But merely
An illusion
So believable
It seems real
Yet it is the
Whimsical fantasy
Of projections
Made by you
As learning tools
Engaged in
For enlightenment
And
Cosmic understanding
Moments before
Entering
Another dimension
To start anew
Down the
Same path
That is
Completely different
Knowing you will
Not remember
Or have ever
Forgotten
Infinitely
Repeated
“If the truth be told
There would be no truth
To be told”
– Angelo Devlin
Whitewashed
Sanitized
Categorized
We see what we see
What we’ve been
Programmed to see
From oily sea
To bloody sea
Accepting our
Role as pawns
Of strategic
Gross and
Extremely gross
Consumption
On a decaying
Chess sphere
Burdened by
Our ignorance
And fear
That we
Are not
Multidimensional beings
With an innate
Wisdom
We’ve forgotten
To tap and cherish
Share and enlighten
Infinite love
Recognizing
It is ourselves
Donald and the NFL
Tell the “owners”.
Boy, if that isn’t a telling reveal, on at least a couple levels. The apparent one coming from a veiled racist undercurrent of being the “Massa” dictating to the “overseers” to get those slaves/players in line with his whims and wishes.
Completely missing the point of (*) taking a knee to bring attention to the dangerous diabolical disparities of blatant blue brutality, which should be jumping up and down in everybody’s awareness, because it ultimately has nothing to do with race.
Rather “state” power, that regardless of laws and human decency, bestows inherent privileged authority to a few to be the arbiter of who lives or who dies.
Under the guise and at the behest of “we the people” to do its bidding as it sees fit.
It might be blue on black now, but that could change any minute as “the people” may see fit, and that “pink”/white is next. Or red, brown, olive, etc.
(**)Heeding what Martin Niemöller wrote.
As for the “slave” argument, the multimillion $ salaries are but pennies on the distraction dollar as for “the people” getting their money’s worth.
Simply by keeping people separate and fighting amongst themselves.
Easily avoiding or acknowledging the puppeteers pulling the societal deception strings, while their greed becomes insatiable. Plus ignoring the deadly concussions and testosterone that manifests in violence off the field.
Is there anything else that makes someone so diabolically distracted from their divinity, than football ?
The second reveal, (since I’m not an arm chair quarterback, I’ll play arm chair psychologist) and probably sadder still is.
Trying to dictate what “must” be respected. My best guess is that Don’s dad, demanded respect, although he didn’t deserve it, at least in Don’s eyes.
Leaving the rest of us with a wounded little petulant boy, pretending to be the President. Starving for affection and attention, while trying to convince everyone else he’s worthy.
“See my crowd size”. Will someone go buy the Emperor some new clothes, made out of whole cloth?
(*)
In youth sports, players take a knee when another player is hurt. It is an acknowledgment of the vulnerable humanity that, for the moment, has been obscured by the intense competition of the game. Taking a knee in that context is, like a religious genuflection, a gesture of self-surrender before the greater reality of human suffering.
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Likewise, when black players take a knee during the national anthem to protest police violence against African-Americans, they are making a gesture of pain and distress. They are putting America in a more honest context — our “Star-Spangled Banner” dimly seen through the mists of deep injury. It is like flying an American flag upside down in a moment of emergency.
– NY Times
By LEE SIEGEL
September 25, 2017
(**)
First they came for the Socialists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Socialist.
Then they came for the Trade Unionists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Trade Unionist.
Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Jew.
Then they came for me—and there was no one left to speak for me.
– Martin Niemöller
The “we the people” perspective was inspired by Ta-Nehisi Coates book “Between the World and Me”.
If you can not
Or will not
Question
Your own faith
It is not
Faith
It is
Assumption
(Perfect, stop there, aww, shit)
Assumption
Based on
What you’ve been
Taught
Or
Been lead to
Believe
Have faith
In questioning
“I just think it is interesting to see how people act on their beliefs you know what I mean. Because your beliefs are just that, they are just how you were taught and raised. That doesn’t make them real.
That is why I always recommend a psychedelic experience cause it does make you realize everything you learned is in fact just learned and not necessarily true.”
Bill Hicks
“I hate everyone in the White House”
– Donald Trump
One could surmise that his “base” has shrunk so significantly, he is trying to latch on to the much larger Bill Hicks platform, with that grandiose quote.
“There is a new party being born.
The People Who Hate People Party
People who hate people, come together.
NO!!
We’re kind of having trouble getting off the boards, but, you know.
Are you going to be there?
Yeah!
Then, I ain’t #uckin@ coming.
You are our strongest member.
#uc× You.
That’s what I’m talking about.
You A$$hole
#uc× Off!
Damn, we almost had a meeting going.
So hard to get my people together.”
From “Rant in E-minor”
– Bill Hicks
Yet, the brutal awareness that creeps in and bludgeons my psyche with a five alarm wake-up call, that despite pointing out his hypocrisy’s, narcissism and greed.
He is still a bipedal earthling artist, that converts oxygen, consumes nutrition, expells waste, pumps blood, walks, talks and tweets.
Is also obviously in desperate need of a massively significant amount of love, compassion and attention.
Which, starting with Congress, could give him plenty of warm hugs, handshakes and thank you’s for a valiant effort.
Wishing him well, as the 25th ammendment is invoked and he spends the rest of his days, in a nice palatial prison dreaming of Trump Tower Moscow and the leader he could have been, had he liked himself a bit more.
It is, that we have collectively conjured up an illusionary system that has allowed that dastardly singularity of an archetype to manifest itself, as an alleged leader. One that keeps us stymied of our own power, separating and fragmenting awareness as an integral part of a loving unified whole.
Now that we know that, it is time to supplicate our innate desires of peace and harmony.
Plausible Deniability
Based solely on linguistic accuracy
As to whether or not, Rex Tillerson
Called his “boss” the president a “moron”
I’m oft amazed and flabbergasted with
Jaw dropping, eye popping, incredulity
As to what vile ignorance spews from
The mouth umbrella’d under that hair.
And I only hear it, maybe 10 min a day
Can’t imagine being in the same office
To be subjected to his verbal diarrhea
Of grandiose never-ending narcissism
Yet, Rex’s spokesperson can easily deny
That her client ever called Don a moron
With honest veracity, simply due to the
Media’s apprehension to use curse words
Which in all likelihood and high probability
He called him a Stupid #@&king Moron
It just hasn’t been asked that way yet.
Neurological
False
Living
Where small groups of allegedly grown men play a ground acquisition game in brightly colored, pretty faux armor. Not really protecting anything, least of which, their skull.
Paid, yet played like puppet pawns, dutifully distracting massive millions from focusing on family, greedy governments, corporate criminals, wretched warmongers and fake freedoms.
In a theatre of the oval, in exorbitantly high priced seats or remotely monitored on screens, subsidized by the products purchased. Beer, trucks, cars, auto insurance, televisions, beer, chips, sodas, “officially” licensed merchandise, bail bonds, dui attorneys, divorce attorneys, beer, pizza delivery, chicken wings, sports bars, local bars.
Regurgitated ad nauseum by obnoxious pontificaters as to what maybe, the outcome might have sort of have been, if only so and so, did such and such, and not done the other thing.
All the while sustaining debilitating concussions and allegedly having a higher than the average societal proclivity of violence towards women. So, ladies, keep supporting what will probably get you hurt.
Also, completely contriving the inspired intent of “taking a knee” to bring awareness of police brutality to a disproportionate percentage of the population making the general public aware and enlightened.
Instead, making the already distracted further distracted by turning it in to a mindless patriotic fervor, that football players, hate this country and the military.
Once again adding to the pitting them against themselves distraction so they can keep getting away with what they are getting away with.
On rare occasion am subjected to similar impassioned dull dialogue either at work or the gym, end up listening to detailed diatribes over silly statistics with assumed accuracy.
Meanwhile could make a reasonably safe bet that these “guys” know more about “their” players, than they do, as to what their children do, or who they hang out with.
Accepting Numerous Freedoms Lost because it is intended that way.
Taking water for granted.
Honey, I’m heading down the hallway for a nice cold crisp refreshing bottle of water. I am parched, a little cotton mouth perhaps.
Yes, I know we have a small case in the car for our road trip, but the vending machine is so close. Would you like one?
Mind whisks away to Puerto Rico where families of five plus get to share one a day due to Maria and Donald.
Bet if they went down and found oil springing forth from the devastation there’d have been an armada down in a day. With BP, and ExxonMobil not far behind.
They would just need a good pr firm to explain why they were there to whip a little democracy on a US territory.
Seems like I should help, just afraid that goofball will use it to buy more paper towels and throw it at people who really need help. Lip service does not infrastructure rebuild.
Trump said. “This is an island surrounded by water, big water, ocean water.”
F#&KING Brilliant. Maybe that is what he thinks that they can drink.
Breaking you down.
By building you up.
A long emergency, extended by perpetual regurgitation of information “breaking”.
Which is not really that “new”, just repackaged with a slicker shinier coating, adding to what you may have already seen or heard from different sources.
Already at the point of exhaustion, with this alleged administration, it’s purported guilt and desperate distractions.
Conspiracy theories upon conspiracies, distracting the distracted, making for implausibly impossible narratives.
Trying to keep your eye on the ball that is whizzing by so fast and furious it looks like several, you would need several eyes moving at light speed to track anything.
Which regardless how accurate or anticipatory the optimistic outcome is, as a “final” now, I can be at peace solution.
The so far and up until now perspective is mired in a gooey and gelatinous muck, that the mind rescue thoughts are teetering on the edge of getting trapped as well.
As for fizzle, the smoking gun will have been disassembled, cleaned, tested, checked for fingerprints, (yes, in that order), examined, photographed, shown, documented, retold, claimed it was the wrong one.
A person will believe what they want to believe, carrying on as if it is true, knowing that they were right all along. Regardless of what “actually” happened, so that they “feel” right and feel ok.
Collusion, confusion, distortion
Facts dismissed like an abortion
Putting rationality into contortion
Opinion based solely on a notion
Depending what you watch absorption
Knowing the the truth is in disproportion
Hoping if wrong, will be given absolution
# 45 could hold a press conference tomorrow and fully confess to collusion with a foreign country to rig the election because he is narcissistic and greedy and only sought to serve himself and his family. Depending how one grasps the situation they will be suspicious or vindicated. Vindicated, but suspicious, suspicious but vindicated.
“People see what they wish to see. And in most cases, what they are told that they see.”
― Erin Morgenstern
Violence in perspective making What happens in Vegas no longer staying in Vegas. Rather traveling home in a box.
Regardless of who shot, if there was more than one, how the weapons were obtained, or modified. What the “provable” reason.
Many have now seen and heard what occurred what happens when sovereign citizens are shot at. Most scatter, some can no longer. It, we know is wrong.
Families are shattered, grieving, confused, saddened forced to move on.
When a mercenary on a foreign land does the same with similar equipment purchased legally with US tax dollars for a “legitimate” purpose it is conveyed to the taxpayers that their freedom is being defended.
Families are shattered, grieving, confused, saddened forced to move on.
Will the media correlate that perspective ever, I doubt it. That would shine a light of holy fuck, I am responsible for this shit.
It is being done with some of my money. Money I earned and freely give by April 15th.
Meanwhile that same money could be used to feed everyone, also the swords forged into plowshares, irrigation systems, distribution logistics.
Something to think about as the current regurgitation wanes, as the fear of the proverbial “they” are going to take away guns and the second ammendment. Till this happens again in larger and larger numbers, leaving families shattered, grieving, confused, saddened forced to move on.
Second thought, what if the second amendment stated as a follow-up to the first.
That you have the right to think rationally with all the universal consciousness that you’ve had since you arrived on this planet. No weapons necessary.
“Here’s what we can do to change the world, right now, to a better ride. Take all that money 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 pay for many times over, not one human being excluded, and we could explore space, together, both inner and outer, forever, in peace.”
Bill Hicks
Looking at the world through a windshield. 