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
For just the briefest of moments
That elections are somewhat rigged
Not by bad actors or voting machines
But rather, misperceptions, deceptions
Beliefs, party platforms, and false hope
Name recognition, lopsided advertising
Generational habits, selfishness, greed
Indoctrinations and flat out Ignorance
That whoever they pull the lever for
Will improve their life immediately
It makes one wonder if
Some of these legislators
Or other elected officials
In school had the cojones
To say that their dog had
Eaten their homework and the
Charm to make it believable
To whomever would listen
OK, Don, just bring it in tomorrow
Like your non-existent concept
Invisible ink writing of a health care plan
Since people have a short memory
What will get me elected today ??
That will seemingly solve a problem
Perceived, manufactured, or otherwise
To whichever audience is being addressed
In getting to hear what they want to hear
Why else would both sides attend “rallies”
We are not tailgating for a football game
Democracy is not going to end, at our own peril
It works too well for wealthy puppeteers
“I have this feeling, man, ’cause you know, it’s just a handful of people who run everything, you know … that’s true, it’s provable. It’s not … I’m not a fucking conspiracy nut, it’s provable.
A handful, a very small elite, run and own these corporations, which include the mainstream media.”
– Bill Hicks
Fortunately or unfortunately
People are wired with a bias
According to Malcolm Gladwell
With a TDT Truth Default Theory
To accept what may or not be true
As truthful, because it is easier
Than to question, doubt, investigate
Another thing to consider on the next ballot
Is the amount of people you have to select
To “win” their office or title to (cough) lead you
When most are just following “their” leader
“If you ain’t the lead dog, the scenery never changes”
― Lewis Grizzard
Depending on where you are at, I suspect
There are at least a dozen jobs up for grabs
Plus some local initiatives and levy requests
President
Senator
Representative
Sheriff
Clerk and Recorder
Judges, local and state
District Attorneys
Insurance commissioner
Council persons
Auditors
Dog catcher (just kidding)
And my favorite…..
Coroner
Someone, you get to decide who
Looks at and autopsies dead people
Because you saw their name on a sign
Most are people you do not actually know
But have learned about through redundant ads
TV, mail flyers, radio, print, yard signs
Narcissists selling themself on what they believe
Will get them elected to the office they want
Not so much on what they can do, but trying
To scare the bejezus out of you by announcing
What they “project” their opponent is going to do
Using misleading language on the thinnest
Stretches of alleged truth and outright lies…
If you elect so and so, you are doomed forever
To listen to disco music over and over while
“They” might take away your non-existent freedoms
Coming up with dehumanizing name calling
Framing simple soundbites to nail their narrative
Walls turn into domes, inflation to home “owner” ship
Oh wait, the bank will own the property long enough
To keep the masses churning out and buying widgets
To keep the masses churning out and buying widgets
Keeping the masses churning out and buying widgets
While complaining that prices keep going up? Hmm?
As both sides forecast fear instead of announcing
Detailed plans with specific tested and proven
Expert driven, fact based, quantifiable outcomes
That might actually benefit many, if implemented
Nah, why do that, when emotional triggers are
Much easier to set off, with words that scare people
Here’s one
How are you going to select a judge to judge people
When you have absolutely no idea how you judged
That you thought they would be a good judge
Because you remember how many yard signs
You saw and clever slick TV ads that stuck
Which alone is a case of …….. bad judgment
Or which representative you decide you do not want
Since their opponent “informed” you, how bad they are
Besides family members, think of 12 + people you know
You think you know, fairly well, then consider if they
Were to run for a particular office, would you
Vote for them, would you because you know them
Or you think they could do a decent job, hmmm?
One’s self twisting perception becomes the guide
Creating a solipsistic narrative to make you feel good
“If voting made any difference they wouldn’t let us do it.”
― Mark Twain
A combination of technocracy and meritocracy
Would be infinitely better than what we have now
Instead of the dog and pony show we participate in
But that would require everyone not voting at all and
Just doing what you and they enjoy, and are good at
While mentoring those who are inspired to do similar
Be better at it and then mentor the mentors. Ooopsie.
Consider, problem solved.
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
Of a “One-World Government”
Yet, they do not know
What that entails or
Anything that looks like it
Hint:
It is a Global Conglomeration
Of Multinational Corporations
“All day long beating you over the head
With their media telling you what to believe,
What to think and what to buy.”
– George Carlin
The same goes for
A “Cashless” society
Which
It is mostly that now…..
Boo!
Both are euphemisms for
Inanimate bogeymen
Lurking beyond the
Shadows of mind
To satiate searching for security
In the form of
Constant consumption
While waiting for
Jesus, to return
To save them in the form
Of a non-existent rapture
Or heavenly transport
Near alleged end times
That has been foretold forever
For ever fomenting fretting
Meaning, there is no “end”
Since there was no “beginning”
“OH NO! IT NEVER ENDS,
NO IT NEVER ENDS”
– Sam Kinison
While lightly treading
Around Armageddon *
When no battle is “Final,”
As “Good” would not
Participate in any war
Civil, Third, or Last
For if “Good” were
To “fight” “Evil” it would
No longer be “Good”
But rather, “Evil” itself
Ironically, everyone
Would consider their “fight”
To be on the side of “Good”
And still, that perception is
Lost in cognitive dissonance
“Let’s just think about this for a minute.”
– Bill Hicks
Time spent making projections
Over forecasts of fear
“So, first of all, let me assert my firm belief that the only thing we have to fear is…fear itself — nameless, unreasoning, unjustified terror which paralyzes needed efforts to convert retreat into advance.”
– Franklin D Roosevelt
Nothing of which can
Be accurately described
Consistently or clearly
Why it scares them, other than
Pursuing red herrings
Imagined as radically real
Whilst acquiring and hoarding
Things they think they need
Extra of……….. just in case
Guns, safes, dehydrated food
Survival kits, generators, bullets
Locks, surveillance cameras, and
Recorders, water, batteries, etc.
And lots and lots of toilet paper
Don’t wanna get caught
……..brown handed, yuck, poo
Racing against, made-up time
(Take away, clocks and calendars,
You only have this……moment)
Banking on non-existent money
(You do not have cash, now, barely…
You have numbers, stored in machines)
“Welcome my son
Welcome to the machine
Where have you been?
It’s alright, we know where you’ve been
//
Welcome, my son
Welcome to the machine
What did you dream?
It’s alright, we told you what to dream”
Pink Floyd
“Welcome To The Machine”
Boosting inflation that
They say they don’t want
By creating it themselves
Through a scarcity mindset
Not trusting in their own
Omniscient creator provider
Why?
Because it is easier to live in fear to
Hate and mistrust the same people
They believe were precious as fetuses
That at some point turned, and
Joined forces with the dark side
Somewhere between teens and adults
More notably, if “their” skin is brown
By following
“Another Prophet of Disaster
Who says the ship is lost,
Another Prophet of Disaster
Leaving you to count the cost.
Taunting us with Visions,
Afflicting us with fear,
Predicting War for millions,
In the hope that one appears.”
No point asking when it is
No point asking who’s to go
No point asking what’s the game
No point asking who’s to blame”
“Die With Your Boots On”
– Iron Maiden
* Armageddon
(Based on Biblical BS, about as clear as mud….
“He required everyone—small and great, rich and poor, free and slave—to be given a mark on the right hand or on the forehead.”
—Revelation 13:16
Where? Could it also be the left foot or buttocks?
Is the “mark” of the bogeyman “beast” 666 or 616?
Inquiring minds, want to know.
Was it poor handwriting or a typo?
Or simply lost in vague translations?
Writings, to make people live in fear.)
Which are a lot alike
Nostradamus predictions
That are accurate to a tee
If, and only if, vaguely interpretated
With back facts, metaphors
While denouncing previous
Prognostication picks as
Preposterous premonitions
Perhaps, just made up shit, in a book
To sell more books, like the grifter guru
“Former President Donald Trump-backed “God Bless the USA” Bibles were printed in China, according to the Associated Press, even as the Republican nominee has continuously criticized trade between the U.S. and China.”
– usatoday.com
“You go to church and light a candle
And then you’re blinded by the light
From all the golden pews
The devil’s snapping at your toes now
Because the angels can’t be
Bothered to live up to you
They’re selling Jesus again
They’re selling Jesus again
They want your soul and your
Money, blood, and your bones
They’re selling Jesus again
Selling love to you – selling love
You’re buying this
you’re buying that now
You’re wishing all the money
In the world belonged to you
You’re crucified
Upon your own cross now
You’re givin’ money
To the white men in the white limo
That kind of god
Is always man-made
They made him up then wrote
A Book to keep you on your kness
They get their theories
From the same place
Then build a church
If there’s some money left
From lying on the beach
They’re selling Jesus again
They’re selling Jesus again
They want your soul and your money
Blood and your bones
They’re selling Jesus again
Selling love to you – selling love
They’re selling Jesus again
They’re selling Jesus again
They want your soul and your money
Blood and your bones
They’re selling Jesus again
Selling love to you – selling love
“Selling Jesus”
– Skunk Anansie
“Most misunderstandings in the world could be avoided if people would simply take the time to ask, “What else could this mean?”
― Shannon L. Alder
“Humanity” is not very pretty
When it sees itself
In a collective mirror.”
– Angelo Devlin
How is it that those
Who are converted
From what they
Believed before
Want to cram
Down your throat
What they question
No more
Does not matter
What it is
Like something as
Simple as cigarettes
Now that they have quit
You have to, too
Or if they accept a
Religious dogma
That you must
Convert soon
When whatever
Was your story
It was just dandy
And hunky-dory
Add into that mix
A little drink
Soon, you will hear
What they do think
When they drank more
Then you ever could
Will now say abstinence
Is for your own good
Or now, one believes
That the earth is flat
Can only warily prove
It is a fact that it is that
Though all evidence
Is to the contrary
They’ll dig in deep
Which is really scary
One more to finish this
When “their” politician
Speaks the truth as it is
When in reality
It is only his
Whereas if he had
A Pinocchio nose
It could not be measured
As it grows and grows
It reminds me of that
Richard Bach quote
Who at one point
So cleverly wrote
And that some of the
Converted ought to delve
“We teach best what we
Need to learn most ourselves”
“All of that
Which has reality
Has no basis
In reality, “
– Angelo Devlin
The border is a made-up problem
People know it will never get fixed
People know it is just a distraction
It is an unstoppable addiction
People know they have a side to pick
People know they can’t win for lose
For they know which direction they’d
Be traveling, if they were in “their” shoes
People know it’s better here than there
People pretending to be angry while
Others are just pretending not to care
If people were to consider immigrants
As they do what they do for fetuses
They’d be helping them to get here
So they could introduce them to Jesus
A Rabbi, Muhammed, or a Buddhist
Inspired by Leanord Cohen’s
“Everybody Knows.”
Which is stuff we all know…
“Everybody knows that the dice are loaded
Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed
Everybody knows the war is over
Everybody knows the good guys lost
Everybody knows the fight was fixed
The poor stay poor, the rich get rich
That’s how it goes
Everybody knows
Everybody knows that the boat is leaking
Everybody knows that the captain lied
Everybody got this broken feeling
Like their father or their dog just died
Everybody talking to their pockets
Everybody wants a box of chocolates
And a long-stem rose
Everybody knows”
Using words over and again to desensitize
Like criminal and rapist that dehumanize
Rather than look directly into their eyes
They get more and more bitter as they age
That feeds into an empty state of rage
Instead of learning a different language
Pointing fingers and blaming them when
They themselves have too many children
Somehow, coming in from within the border
Is okay, it seems like a strange mental disorder
Knowing their ancestors were immigrants former
Welcomed by resident indigenous cultures
To this new land, who then were pushed away
From Plymouth Rock to the San Francisco Bay
“We really gave the Indians a fast trip across the continent. Did you notice that? They were having a little cookout in Massachusetts- buncha boats came up, man…”Hey, ya mind moving over, guys?
Bring in the stuff. Would you move it over, man. Bring in the stuff. Would you move it over, man. Bring in the stuff. Would you move it over, man.
Over three mountain ranges…four mountain ranges. Got ’em onto an offshore island, Alcatraz, right? Off the continent completely!
They had to take the island to get it! Then we kicked them off there.”
– George Carlin
Looking at the world through a windshield. 