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A Moral Medical Solution

I hypothesize, editorialize, and digress



With all of the medical

Joseph Mengle miracles

Occurring in gender fluidity

Exchanging and replacing parts

I am almost sure males

With the right surgery, can

Carry a baby to fruition




So, for those who re-deciphered

Roe v. Wade back to the States

Now, have the perfect opportunity to

Put their bodies where their words are

By forcing themselves to take a fetus

That was conceived in a 13 year old

By an incestuous rapist violent assaulter

Carry it to term after being stripped of

Their quarter of a million dollar salary

Down to public assistance trying to

Afford rent, diapers, and baby food

While still being expected to carry out

Their duties as Supreme Court Justices

Without all their republican benefactors

Supplying nod, nod, wink, wink, benefits

Starting with finally controlling male bodies

By making it perfectly legal for castrations

To occur on the violent rapist assaulters

That might just clean up the other side of

Not putting females in that predicament

Knowing a fetus prevented is a fetus saved

Plus, a little something to balance the scales

Is that not what the “Justices” are for ?

After all, what is good for the goose is

Certainly, good for the gander



“Balancing on a ledge on…
Living on a razor’s edge.
Balancing on a ledge you know … you know !!

The evil that men do lives on and on !….”

(WHY? because the current patriarchal
Indoctrinated system not only allows it
But through apathy, encourages behaviors)

– Iron Maiden

“The Evil That Men Do”




An oldie, but a goody, just ahead of its time


“Now, speaking of consistency,

Catholics, which I was until I reached the age of reason, Catholics and other Christians are against abortions, and they’re against homosexuals. Well, who has less abortions than homosexuals?!

Leave these fucking people alone, for Christ sakes! Here is an entire class of people guaranteed never to have an abortion! And the Catholics and Christians are just tossing them aside! You’d think they’d make natural allies. Go look for consistency in religion.

And speaking of my friends the Catholics, when John Cardinal O’Connor of New York and some of these other Cardinals and Bishops have experienced their first pregnancies and their first labor pains and they’ve raised a couple of children on minimum wage, then I’ll be glad to hear what they have to say about abortion. I’m sure it’ll be interesting. Enlightening, too.”

– George Carlin



How quickly do you think those six of nine

Supreme Court Justices would call

An emergency session of the Court

To clarify that the law of the land is

What it is, that everyone has the right with

The bought and paid for 2nd amendment

To murder, kill, eliminate, slaughter, off

Neutralize, execute, infanticide, wipe out

Shoot, destroy, massacre, slay, etcetera

Anyone they feel is necessary to solve

Their situations perceived or otherwise




Like how we solve international problems

With bloody bloodstained hands bloodshed

Paid for at the taxpayers bloodless expense




If we look out into the mirror that reflects us

That is what we would see, if we dared to look



Who knew a minor rant would turn into a major one

Which is what happens when blood starts to boil

But at least I found a moral medical solution




“I write to expunge the darkness

So that someday

Light may shine through”


– Angelo Devlin




I’ll close with a song about a pen



“This Little Light Of Mine”

This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine.
This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine.
This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine.
Every day, every day, every day, every way,
Gonna let my little light shine.
Light that shines is the light of love,
Hides the darkness from above,
Shines on me and it shines on you,
Shows you what the power of love can do.
Shine my light both bright and clear,
Shine my light both far and near,
In every dark corner that I find,
Let my little light shine.

This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine.
This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine.
This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine.

Monday gave me the gift of love,
Tuesday peace came from above,
Wednesday told me to have more faith,
Thursday gave me a little more grace,
Friday told me to watch and pray,
Saturday told me just what to say,
Sunday gave me the power divine
To let my little light shine.

This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine.
This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine.
This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine.

This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine.
This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine.
This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine.

Shine, shine, shine, shine, shine.



– no specific lyricist found and why not?

Because the “light” belongs to everyone

Being Pro-life



Looks good on paper

But that is where

The morality stops

Using fetuses

As an illusion of

Something to protect is

A ruse of responsibility



If one was “Pro” (for) Life

They’d be for all life

All things alive

Inhaling and exhaling

Not just underwater breathers



(Like during the alleged Biblical

“Great Flood”* God’s only creatures

Saved, could breathe underwater)

* Also considered as the first mass global genocide
   So much for God, being pro-life. Hmmmm

Whatever lesson “God” was trying to teach was lost
On dead people, “he” drowned, who could not apply the lesson



“We’re pro-life.” It’s like, well, what does that make me? You know what I mean? You’re so pro-life! You’re so pro-life, do me a fucking favor.

Don’t block med clinics, okay? Lock arms, and block cemeteries. Let’s see how fucking committed you are to this premise.

“She can’t come in.” “She’s ninety-six, she was hit by a bus!” “There’s options!” “What, do we got to have her stuffed? What are you talking about, she’s dead!”

“We’re pro-life, get her out of that casket! Get her out! She’s not going, we’re pro-life people. There’ll be no death on this planet.”

– Bill Hicks




It defies all logic

To be for something and

Against it at the same time

It is akin to declaring

I don’t believe I exist



Besides

If you can make that declaration

Psst, shhhh, don’t tell anyone

They will treat you as if you don’t (exist)



Unfortunately, cognitive dissonance 2 + 2 = 5

Is the dystopian fuel that feeds our futile fire



Funding a pro-life candidate while

Supporting (taxes) a government

That kills people on behalf of

Corporations that need cheap resources

To sell you even more products

In the name of democracy and freedom

That becomes the furthest thing

From being Pro-life

It is actually more Pro-death because

Nary a finger is lifted to prevent it and

Why should anyone? 

It’s good for the economy.  Ooopsie



Unless of course, instead of feeding

The military industrial complex used

To kill people for cheap resources

It could use the same materials for

Housing, high speed rail, food distribution etc.

But that would all fall under the umbrella

Of actually being pro-life by supporting lives

Doing the stuff, Masters of Wisdom would do



“I think in many cases,
your morality
is deeply lacking
if all you want is
a child born,
but not a child fed,
not a child educated,
not a child housed.

That’s not pro life.
That’s pro birth.”

– Sister Joan Chittister



“Pro-life… pro-life… These people aren’t pro-life, they’re killing doctors! What kind of pro-life is that? What, they’ll do anything they can to save a fetus but if it grows up to be a doctor they just might have to kill it’

“They’re not pro-life. You know what they are? They’re anti-woman. Simple as it gets, anti-woman. They don’t like them. They don’t like women. They believe a woman’s primary role is to function as a brood mare for the state.”

Pro-life… You don’t see many of these white anti-abortion women volunteering to have any black fetuses transplanted into their uteruses, do you? No, you don’t see them adopting a whole lot of crack babies, do you? No, that might be something Christ would do. And, you won’t see alot of these pro-life people dousing themselves in kerosene and lighting themselves on fire.

You know, morally committed religious people in South Vietnam knew how to stage a goddamn demonstration, didn’t they?! They knew how to put on a fucking protest. Light yourself on FIRE!!

C’mon, you moral crusaders, let’s see a little smoke. To match that fire in your belly.

– George Carlin



“I combine my thoughts

With brilliant minds to make

Mine seem more intelligent”

– Angelo Devlin

Everyone



Is an immigrant

And

Everyone

Is alien




Wherever you are

You immigrated here

From another dimension

Or perhaps a vibration

On a string, M or Superstring



Alien from experiencing

The whole, as one energy

By selecting to view it

From a subjective perspective

Simply for the experience

Love, hate, pain, pleasure

Wealth, poverty, xx or xy

Chromosomes, not parts

Geography, religion, climate

Language, governments

Siblings, spouses

Parents, parenthood

Violence or peace


“Mystery madman
A victim of cruel charade
Some innocent pawn
In an end game
One more stalemate

Is death another birthday?
A way to kiss your dreams goodbye?
Do the undead live within us
And look through our eyes?”

“Only The Good Die Young”

– Iron Maiden



Eventually

You will return

From where, whence

You came from

Back to that dimension

You once immigrated from

Now, so alien

You are afraid to go

But, go you must and go you will



 “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



“There’s time to live and time to die
When it’s time to meet the maker
There’s time to live, but isn’t it strange
That as soon as you’re born, you’re dying…


…and reborn again??”

– Iron Maiden

“The Clairvoyant”



I Promise



To listen to “my” candidate

With heavy-duty filtered ears

Only allowing what gets through

To hear what I want to hear

The “other” candidate with

Sharp discerning ears

In a broader range to

Pick-up dog whistles

Whilst living in fear






If I may be so Freudian

Both candidates are starting

To sound like my mother

After stating, I was moving out

Making impossible promises

To retain me to stay, such as

I’ll make you breakfast each day

You can park anywhere

On the driveway, and I won’t

Charge you rent like I said

(Which triggered the whole

Get out of Dodge plan anyway)



The funny thing is, both are each

Adopting and adapting the other’s

Plans, proposals, and promises

Reverberating off the rhetoric

Until you can’t tell who is doing what



I promise

I’ll help you buy a house

With magic money, I just made up

While I make sure there are more houses

To bring down the value of the houses

People are already indebted to the banks for

” Ooopsie, don’t pay attention to that part” – “46.5”

I’ll lower your taxes

I’ll jack up other countries’ tariffs so high

You’ll live in America for free while

China and all other gross importers

Pay for you to live in the land of the free

“That must be how it is meant,

No wonder I’m a stable genius” – “45”

I’ll do something about the border

I won’t let any more people in

I will kick everyone out

I’ll fricking let you frack

I’ll let you kill in womb fetuses

I’ll let you kill out of womb fetuses



Please, please, please, pick me, pick me

Are these two candidates vying to lead or

Running to be a classless class president?




Whoa, decisions, decisions, decisions

Made on vague impossible promises that

I promise to investigate after the election

But only if “my” candidate loses because

I am going to participate in a rigged game





“Never had a doubt in the beginning
Never a doubt
Trusted you true in the beginning

//

You made me promises, promises
Knowing I’d believe
Promises, promises
You knew you’d never keep

Second time around, I’m still believing
The words that you said
You said you’d always be here

//

You made me promises, promises
You knew you’d never keep
Promises, promises
Why do I believe?

//

You made me promises, promises
You knew you’d never keep
Promises, promises
Why do I believe
All of your promises
You knew you’d never keep
Promises, promises
Why do I believe?

Promises
Promises
Promises
Promises
Promises

“Promises, Promises” with “love” lyrics “//” removed

– Naked Eyes



“So I know that a little later on this year, you’re going to have another one of those really swell presidential elections that you like so much. You enjoy yourselves. It will be a lot of fun. I’m sure as soon as the election is over, your country will “improve” immediately.

As for me, I’ll be home on that day, doing essentially the same thing as you, the only difference is, when I get finished masturbating, I’m going to have a little something to show for it folks.”

– George Carlin



“Sometimes, I just follow

A dark path…… because

I can not find my way.”


– Angelo Devlin

The Game Changer


AKA Kamala Harris / Tim Walz


Will not change the game


Too many people are on the take

Of their perception of

Identity politics for their sake of

Having something to identify with

Since self-realization is too scary



(I must align myself with either the

Red or the blue, since my willingness

To line up with their lies and promises

More closely match my own deceptions)




Ought it not matter more for

The collective to solve problems

Than pick either side to do nothing



Regardless of who gets in the “House”

The economy will do what it does

At the whims of which * “Davos” man

Makes money grabbing into an art

Of greed towards crass consumerism

Which includes making, selling, and using

Weapons of war against the people

As their blood oils the very machine

Most individuals would dismantle

As an evolutionary step towards peace

But noooooo

The distractions are too great to

Stop identifying with whichever side

Is convenient to have blatant opposition/s

Sports teams, race, religion, skin color,

Gender, class, height, weight, age, guns,

Rights, flags, nationalism, patriotism,

Immigration, energy, vehicle propulsion

Whether the earth is flat or spherical

Education, or rather indoctrinations



(If one only knows global conflicts must

End in violence and destruction, then that

Is all each subsequent generation will use

To solve its territorial and resource disputes)



Designed to keep playing the deadly game

Of daily chaos revolving around fear



(I must keep ahead of the Joneses while

Seeking a perfect artificial body, living in

The right neighborhood with all the latest

Gizmos and gadgets all the while living

In fear, my fellow earthling will surpass me

Constantly regurgitating opinions that line up

With the ones I’ve accepted as true into

Believing they are my own through repetition)



*

Davos Man: How the Billionaires Devoured the World

Book by Peter S. Goodman




“The only way to

Change the game

Is to stop playing”


– Angelo Devlin

A Concept Of A Plan



Just to show how ridiculous

What’s his name’s policy

Is on health care after 8 years

“Republican presidential candidate Donald Trump admitted Tuesday night he still has no healthcare plan, but “concepts of a plan.”

– forbes.com.

8 years, no plan, none, nada, zip, zilch, zero

From an allegedly successful billionaire businessman
Except for all his failed ventures, that were not “his” fault
Airlines, steaks, water, a fraudulent university
Casinos, bankruptcies, unpaid vendors, and workers
Must have been too busy engaging in charity fraud
While sexually assaulting women and bragging about it

8 years, no plan, none, nada, zip, zilch, zero

At a debate, in a farcical presentation of leadership

“How could they (45) not have a plan?
How could the democrats not have asked for one?
That’s all you’d have to do
What the f@#& are you gonna do?
How do you not ask that question?

But the bigger shock is that
They (Don, does not) didn’t have a plan
Even I couldn’t imagine
I kept thinking, we’ll, they (Don) must have a plan

Even, when, you know we were drunk last night
We got here!”

– Lewis Black

“Iraq, An Idiot’s Delight”



I have a concept of a plan

On what I might do if

Maybe, I win the lottery

Whether or not I buy a ticket

But as the amount fluctuates

So does the plan and splits

Who may get what and how much

Do I control the strings

Like some philanthropic grand poobah

Or squander it because it’s my ticket



Actually, I do have more of a plan
For my fictional lottery win than the
Donald has for his MAGA constituents
Along with everyone else stoking his
Neverending nefarious narcissism


First thing, sign the ticket, then write “plus others”
To share the winnings and lighten the tax burden
The next few calls would be to lawyers, accountants
Tax advisors and financial planning experts
Set up every family member with structured annuities
Along with trusted advisors to best suit their needs


The basis for the plan would be to bring in experts
Who are skilled in managing large sums of money
Would even consider bringing on board, therapists
Who deal with navigating newfound wealth so that
Bad decisions and bad deals are not made, simply
Because now one might have money to throw away


That is my concept of a plan. However, I am just
A dopey truck driver with a vague idea of what to do

You would think a former president would already be
Surrounded by experts in every field surrounding
Health care, insurance, finance, and business to put together
Something more than merely a concept of a plan…….


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

– Angelo Devlin


An Honest Debate




Would be refreshing

Not by those two nudnicks

Vying to be mass murderers

That’s not going to happen

After all deception is their

Key to seek and gain power

From what little I heard

Individual one was trying to

Win by sheer decibel levels

The other by triggering triggers

None of which collectively

Solve any problem but is rather a

Polished act for a live performance

To keep the masses

Glued to their seats

Pointing fingers at the clowns

Jugglers and jeremiad jesters

So the audience can later

Mean meme and tweet their

Selfish subjective opinion

As to how their “side” “won”

When clearly the audience does not win






There is no resolution in a debate

Watching the “presidential” debate

It is like watching verbal TicTacToe

Or children, with crayons at a restaurant

Playing the same winless game

(Anybody see “War Games”)

Occupying their time to behave

While waiting for the food to arrive





An honest debate would include

The meaning definition and purpose

Of the word honest and its value

Between a white lie and a “Big” lie


White Lies

• Told to protect others

• Self-protective

• Avoid awkward situations


Real Lies

• Told to benefit the self

• Self-serving

• Create pain and discomfort for others


– verywellmind.com



Plus, the “debate” ought to be more of a dialog

Between more than just two people

Having a harangue for no sake

The perception and perspective change

Depending on who is using honest and why



The group could include politicians, lawyers

Insurance executives and preschool children



Honest

1 a: free from fraud or deception

– M-W.com



My guess is that the preschool children

Would have the most refreshing and refined

Un – indoctrinated view of the key meaning





 “A strange game.

The only winning move is not to play.

How about a nice game of chess?”

– “Joshua”

“War Games”

The Lesser


Of two evils

Is still evil



“I met Dick Cheyney

I’ve never stood

That close to Evil”

– Lewis Black



“The hawkish conservative and vice president under President George W. Bush has broken with Donald J. Trump before. Earlier this week, his daughter Liz Cheney said she would vote for Ms. Harris.

Dick Cheney, a staunch Republican and former vice president, said on Friday that he would be voting for Kamala Harris for president in November.

Credit…Doug Mills/The New York Times


However

When evil volunteers

That “Evil” is picking the

Lesser of two evils

It might be something

One ought to

Pay attention to




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

– Angelo Devlin

The Broader Classification


To bring in everybody

Under the same tent

Would be not to use either

Democrat or Republican

But identify both singularly

As “The Murder Party”

Seeing as how they both

Share similar platforms



The subtle differences

Are not enough to keep

Either out of the Murder party.



Democrats want to make sure

Fetuses can be killed

But not school children, plus

They want to save murderers

Which kinda makes sense

It is called “covering your ass”



Republicans work at

Saving fetuses, but clear the way

For school children to get killed

They also want to kill murderers

That doesn’t really make sense

Must have figured adolescents

Might get wise to their hypocrisy



Both are okay with killing people

On other continents with

Resources under their feet

While playing hide and seek

With the truth, disguising motives

As spreading democracy or

Defending allies, whereas

Even though their behavior

Is reprehensible, murderous, violent

It will continue because

Hey, it’s good for the economy

To supply weapons of destruction

Both mass and otherwise

You know, toys big and small, to kill people

Who now, no longer

Have to be fed, housed, or healed

Just buried to inspire vengeance



“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 (and walls) 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




With this new unification and classification

Agreeing to disagree on how to murder

Who to murder, when it’s okay to murder

Will implement a new modified death tax

To help raise money to balance

The stupid fucking budget, which is made of

Get this, nonexistent money

By combining the blue and the red

To become the color of dried blood

Black

Everyone can wave their Black flag

With its skull and crossbones

As a sign of what they truly stand for

Death



Making this a good time as any to rename

The defense department formerly known

As the war department to the more

Honest and clear, Murder department



“Humanity” is not very pretty

When it sees itself

In a collective mirror.”

– Angelo Devlin



“That is a whole bunch of horrible thoughts right in a row.
Right in a row, that is a compressed area of bad thought.”

– Louis CK

– “If Murder Was Legal”



Heaven forbid we take that Trillion dollars annually

To spending it on food and daily distribution

Systems for clean drinking water and sewage

Physical tangible housing structures and health care


Shit, that might be something Jesus would do



Heaven must forbid that, otherwise Heaven

Would simply be to crowded just like here

For we would all be living in a sort of heaven

Ooopsie


Toxic Tumultuous Tailgate Party



As the longest political prognostication

Is underway of the who is going to do what

On the crooked road to the Whitehouse

Politicians’ version of the superbowl

Everyone sitting on the sidelines

Waiting for the game of voting to start

Whilst drunk or stoned blathering on

How their team is going to do while

Lying to each other about useless stats

Who did or didn’t do what in their last game

Making selfish projections that if the kicker

Misses the kick, how the other team will react

Ad nauseum back and forth to no end

Save to occupy mindless time while idle

In their unfulfilled lives lived from

One distraction to the next distraction

Unlike a paycheck that only goes so far

Chaos, contempt, and crisis are in abundance

The black and white color commentators

Known as talking heads, never run out

Of things to say for they can draw from

Recent history as to how both sides

Fumble (flip-flop) the ball but will use

Their own sides fumble as a positive thing

As both teams vie for the center of left/right

Fracking, well, I wasn’t the quarterback at the time

So now, I might be 1st string, and it is my play to call

Since the “owners” of me are telling me how to play

While the other wannabe quarterback is

Re-decidng his field position on reproductive rights

As his owners are turning up the earpiece in his ear

Telling his teammates what the audience wants to hear



Yet afterwards, when the game is over

Nothing will have gotten done towards

The real problems that need fixing

Most of which is overpopulation

And there is no place for anybody to go

Driving over collapsing bridges

In between overused roads to

Pay for the overpriced goods

Still mostly stocked deep on the shelves

Having acquired a new sense of greed

After the pandemic as what is tolerable

To paychecks, while corporations see

Record gross gross profits that have

Nothing to do with who is playing the game

Save the owners profiting off the Proletariat

Hanging out drinking and smoking at

The toxic tumultuous tailgate party



“I write to expunge the darkness so
That someday light may shine through”


– Angelo Devlin