The trouble is
“According to the Bible”
Gives people lots of latitude
To hate and kill
A lot of other people
Which is quite a lot
When at times
It is touted as a source
To seek guidance
On how to live
Behave and treat others
Skipping over the part
Where its Master of Wisdom
Better known by his
Superhero name, Jesus
Advocates that his followers
Learn to forgive and seek
To turn the other cheek
As blessed are the meek
But why do that when
It’s easier to attack
And blame it all
On his “dad”
“Father, forgive them;
For they do not know what they’re doing…”
Luke 23:34
Best sung by
– Ted Neely aka “Jesus Christ”
“Jesus Christ Super Star”
I am neither religious nor
A Bible aficionado or a
Believer in invisible dudes
But thanks to music and
A search engine search
The above seems
Glaringly obvious
“They do not know what they’re doing…”
– Jesus
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
According to the movie Oppenheimer
Based on the book “American Prometheus”
The group of atomic scientists
Working on the Manhattan Project
Did not know if their explosive device
Would continue in a chain reaction
Triggering subsequent atoms to explode
In a never-ending cosmic annihilation
But in their quest to build a best big stick
Ventured to proceed at all derelict cost
Forsaking humanity as a human expense
To “win” a war that was almost over
“Let’s just think about this for a minute”
– Bill Hicks
They didn’t know
They didn’t know
They didn’t know
What if instead that same concentrated effort
Were applied even today (it is still possible)
To make sure all are housed, healthy, and fed
To secretly organize the distribution of food
Quietly construct affordable housing
Educate those with a desire to learn
With absolutely no chance in that effort
Would anyone’s existence would be extinguished
“It is now highly feasible to take care of everybody on Earth at a higher standard of living than any have ever known. It no longer has to be you or me. Selfishness is unnecessary. War is obsolete. It is a matter of converting high technology from weaponry to livingry.”
Buckminster Fuller
“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
“Territories”
“I see the Middle Kingdom
Between Heaven and Earth
Like the Chinese call
The country of their birth
We all figure that our homes
Are set above
Other people than the ones
We know and love
In every place with a name
They play the same territorial game
Hiding behind the lines
Sending up warning signs
The whole wide world
An endless universe
Yet we keep looking through
The eyeglass in reverse
Don’t feed the people
But we feed the machines
Can’t really feel
What international means
In different circles,
We keep holding our ground
Indifferent circles,
We keep spinning round and round
We see so many tribes
Overrun and undermined
While their invaders dream
Of lands they’ve left behind
Better people… better food…
And better beer…
Why move around the world
When Eden was so near?
The bosses get talking so tough
And if that wasn’t evil enough
We get the drunken and passionate pride
Of the citizens along for the ride
They shoot without shame
In the name of a piece of dirt
For a change of accent
Or the color of your shirt
Better the pride that resides
In a citizen of the world
Than the pride that divides
When a colorful rag is unfurled”
– Rush
“Yet we keep looking through
The eyeglass in reverse
Don’t feed the people
But we feed the machines”
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
Indoctrinations run deep
Through the collective psyche
Like invisible steel bars
Of an inescapable prison
Burrowing at night
Like Dufresne at Shawshank
The small pick axe of dreams
Carries one beyond the walls
Where the warden Norton ego is
Corrupt and greedy under a facade
Of structure and redemption
With the Bible as its guiding prop
Feigning faith as a formidable form
Against the rational and reasonable
Knowing nothing really separates
The Prince from the Pauper
The billionaire from the bum
The king from the criminal
Except for the illusion
Cast upon consciousness
As roles to repeat to remind
That what you think you know
Has merely been taught taut
Nary any openings to question
That…..
“What you see is not real,
Those who know will not tell
All is lost, sold your souls
To this brave new world”
– Iron Maiden
“Brave New World”
Could cease immediately
If they were not
So
God
Damned
Incredibly
Grotesquely
Fucking
Economically
Profitable
At what cost?
A few tortured people
Dozens of dismembered people
Plenty of paralyzed people
Many wounded people
A bevy of blinded people
And lots and lots of
A lot of dead people
Instigated by blind greed
Of a trilateral conspiracy
Made up of three groups
Flag manufacturers
Casket makers and
Grave diggers
All you have to do is
Follow the money to see
Who is pulling the strings and profiting
“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
Might as well be the flag manufacturers, casket makers and grave diggers. Who is to tell? Standing around a cauldron of hate, stirring the pot as to who from what era is supposed to occupy “Special” land.
It would not be surprising to discover that they too wrote one book, changed the names and places, myths and deities. Republished them respectfully as the Quran, Torah and Bible, to get the separated masses to quibble over which invisible man has bigger genitalia than the other two.
An argument lost in the sauce, as all are invisible in the first place. But then again, who is paying attention during a blood bath.
“Personally, I think it’s a bunch of shit. Well I mean, life is sacred? Who said so? God? Hey if you read history, you realize that God is one of the leading causes of death.
Has been for thousands of years. Hindus, Muslims, Jews, Christians, all taking turns killing each other because God told them it was a good idea.
The sword of God, the blood of the lamb, vengeance is mine, millions of dead motherfuckers, all because they gave the wrong answer to the God question.
‘You believe in God?’
‘No.’
*BANG* Dead.
‘You believe in God?’
‘Yes.’
‘You believe in my God?’
‘No.’
*Bang* Dead.
‘My God has a bigger dick than your God!’
That’s how it is, isn’t it?
Thousands of years, and all the best wars too, the bloodiest, most brutal wars fought all based on religious hatred, which is fine with me.
Anytime a bunch of holy people want to kill each other, I’m a happy guy.
But don’t be giving me all this shit about the sanctity of life. I mean, even if there were such a thing, I don’t think it’s something you can blame on God. No, you know where the sanctity of life came from?
We made it up!
You know why?
Cause we’re alive! Self-interest. Living people have a strong interest in promoting the idea that somehow life is sacred.
– George Carlin
Just not sacred enough to slow down long enough, that if everyone took off their hats, everybody would look like everyone else, as bipedal earthling artists, trying to make their way in / on the world, feed and love their family.
Still, far too many have been indoctrinated into various religious rhetoric, nationalism nonsense, territorial temerity, to think otherwise.
Back to the prohet profit part, deluding all the people paying for defensive weapons that get used to attack people including themselves. By the means of maybe, maybe not false flags, to expend the weapons so more “need” to be made.
Rolling that economic snowball down the desert hill. So weapons manufacturers all over the planet can get back into production, wasting valuable resources to kill people who could otherwise use affordable food and housing, clean drinking water and medical care. Stepping over themselves to cash in on the most profits, as quickly as possible, while also stepping over the hungry homeless person on the way to the bank.
“I write to expunge the darkness so
That someday light may shine through”
– Angelo Devlin
Just “Imagine”
“Imagine there’s no heaven
It’s easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today…. Aha-ah…
Imagine there’s no countries
It isn’t hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion, too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace… You…
You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world… You…
You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will live as one”
– John Lennon
“Blood Brothers”
“And if you’re taking a walk through the garden of life
What do you think you’d expect you would see?
Just like a mirror reflecting the moves of your life
And in the river reflections of me
Just for a second a glimpse of my father I see
And in a movement he beckons to me
And in a moment the memories are all that remain
And all the wounds are reopening again
We’re blood brothers, we’re blood brothers
We’re blood brothers, we’re blood brothers
And as you look all around at the world in dismay
What do you see, do you think we have learned?
Not if you’re taking a look at the war-torn affray
Out in the streets where the babies are burnt
(My edits)
We’re blood (sisters), we’re blood (mothers)
We’re blood (fathers) , we’re blood (daughters)
We’re blood (ranchers), we’re blood (farmers)
We’re blood (grandparents) , we’re blood (sons)
There are times when I feel I’m afraid for the world
There are times I’m ashamed of us all
When you’re floating on all the emotion you feel
And reflecting the good and the bad
Will we ever know what the answer to life really is?
Can you really tell me what life is?
Maybe all the things that you know that are precious to you
Could be swept away by fate’s own hand
We’re blood (accountants), we’re blood (pavers)
We’re blood (doctors), we’re blood (lawyers)
We’re blood (sailors), we’re blood (singers)
We’re blood (writers), we’re blood (drivers)
When you think that we’ve used all our chances
And the chance to make everything right
Keep on making the same old mistakes
Makes untipping the balance so easy
When we’re living our lives on the edge
Say a prayer on the book of the dead
We’re blood (builders) , we’re blood (contractors)
We’re blood (nurses), we’re blood (mechanics)
We’re blood (florists) , we’re blood (actors)
We’re blood (workers), we’re blood (clerks)
We’re blood (thirsters), we’re blood (drainers)
We’re blood (birthers), we’re blood (haters)
We’re blood (racists), we’re blood (transgenders)
We’re blood (sinners), we’re blood (angels)
And if you’re taking a walk through the garden of life”
– Iron Maiden
Under the guise of warning
That the end is near
Sooner than you think
That much is clear
Repeated in a meme
That one, of course
Needs AR-15’S
‘Cause at any time
Military paratroopers
Could drop in on a dime
Visual dog whistles
Revealing with repetition
The fear that bristles
Emanating from a dude
Who has nothing
Of which to be afraid
Except from the bogeyman
Under his bed, he made
So why not, suggest that
Everyone needs weapons
That are already used to turn
Children into corpses
Not knowing the warning call
Is coming from inside the house
(The mind of the warner)
When I know that I am
My own worst enemy
It is hard to imagine
That someone “out” there
Can cause more harm
To me than myself
Regardless of guns
Or ideologies
Political affiliations
Religious rhetoric
Gender fluidity
Etcetera etc
Those are the people
You know that you could
Walk up to them kindly
In their visual presence
And say, excuse me
To hear them say
What?
To which you could whisper
Boo
And it would scare the
Bejeezus out of them
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
Why?
Because it is…..moving
How?
In a Planckion nanosecond
I concentrated on being aware
Of myself on the planet
And in that fractional moment
Could feel the earth move
Outside of the ocular illusion
That it is not, that it is still
This occurred while driving
So not only was I moving
Arms turning the steering wheel
Rolling down the street
Felt the earth rotate on its axis
While circling a nearby star
In a helical movement
Surrounded by a moon
Hurling through empty space
Writing this makes me realize
I am one with everything
Everything is one with me
That there is no separation
Between any realities
Or dimensions or theories
Of vibrating on a string
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
“I feel the Earth move under my feet
I feel the sky tumbling down, a-tumbling down
I feel the Earth move under my feet
I feel the sky tumbling down, a-tumbling down
A-tumbling down, a-tumbling down
A-tumbling down, tumbling down”
– Carole King
Even in principle
The United States
Was not founded
On high principles
Divine morality or
Even evolutionary
Consciousness to
Serve all humanity
Rather
Human ownership
Gender subjugation
Indigenous relocation
Immigration cessation
Race separation
Sexuality brutalization
Religion hierarchy
Wealth monarchy
Under a criminal patriarchy
And yet
Democracy
Is touted as a great
Form of government
Not because it is
Rather that it is
Pounded in one’s head
From the first time
You heard the word
Democracy where all
Could experience the
Tyranny of a majority or
The tyranny of a minority
Depending on which end
One happens to side with
“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
And yet
It is no longer in our
Collective sights
That the female half
Will have equal rights
To have the dignity
Of equality
Of their autonomy
Over their body
With many convinced
To vote to
Perpetuate this myth
And yet
The ride goes on
Which is what the owners
Of the amusement park want
To keep you buying that ticket
On the roller coaster of control
Twists, turns loop-the-loops
Only to get back on to see
If the experience changes
And yet
It doesn’t it is made that way
Unfortunately, it repeats
Until you are dead and
Someone else takes your seat
And yet
“The world is like a ride in an amusement park. And when you choose to go on it, you think it’s real because that’s how powerful our minds are. And the ride goes up and down and round and round. It has thrills and chills and it’s very brightly coloured and it’s very loud and it’s fun, for a while.
Some people have been on the ride for a long time and they begin to question, is this real, or is this just a ride? And other people have remembered, and they come back to us, they say, “Hey — don’t worry, don’t be afraid, ever, because, this is just a ride…”
And we… kill those people.
– Bill Hicks
(“Do you ever stop to see who it is, who it is we kill? It’s always people who have told us to live together in harmony and try to love one another. Jesus, Gandhi, Lincoln, John Kennedy, Bobby Kennedy, Martin Luther King, Medgar Evers, Malcom X, John Lennon. They all said: try to live together peacefully.
BAM! Right in the fucking head. Apparently we’re not ready for that. That’s difficult behaviour for us. We’re too busy thinking around, sitting around, trying to think up ways to kill each other.”)
– George Carlin
Back to Bill Hicks
“Shut him up.”
“We have a lot invested in this ride. Shut him up. Look at my furrows of worry. Look at my big bank account and my family. This just has to be real.”
Just a ride. But we always kill those good guys who try and tell us that, you ever notice that? And let the demons run amok. But it doesn’t matter because:
“It’s just a ride. And we can change it anytime we want. It’s only a choice. No effort, no work, no job, no savings and money. A choice, right now, between fear and love. The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your doors, buy guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love, instead, see all of us as one.”
Here’s what we can do to change the world, right now, to a better ride. Take all that money that we spend on weapons and defences each year and instead spend it feeding and clothing and educating the poor of the world, which it would many times over, not one human being excluded, and we could explore space, together, both inner and outer, forever, in peace.”
– Bill Hicks
Methinks always it will be a good post when the trifecta of wit, George, Bill and Doug, are made manifest while writing this.
While no longer trying
To really save fetuses
At least not…………….
Out of the womb ones
“Conservatives want live babies,
so they can raise them to be dead soldiers.”
– George Carlin
How quickly would
These wars stop
If societies could grasp
The metaphor that instead
Of sending money and weapons
Bombs and bullets
Soldiers and air support
To fill caskets and mass graves
We sent scalpels and forceps
Doctors and nurses
Vacuums and tiny body bags
To accomplish
Essentially, it’s the same thing
Filling little caskets and small graves
After calling them fetuses
Instead of terrorists
Think then maybe we could
All get on the same side?……..
Just asking for a Gaia planet.
“It’s way beyond ironic that a place called the Holy Land is the location of the fiercest, most deeply felt hatred in the world. And it makes for wonderful theater.”
George Carlin
Are at it again
“With the bravery of being out of range
With the bravery of being out of range
We play the game
With the bravery of being out of range”
– Roger Waters
Speaking with all the bravado
They can muster from their
Nice comfy air conditioned studios
Relatively safe high rise bunkers
To declare that you do not
Negotiate with terrorists
Unlike Reagan, who started that shit
And what did he do..?……?
Negotiated with terrorists
Ooopsie
Freeing a set of people
From a northern hemisphere geographical area
So those hostage takers (people) could murder
Freedom fighters (People) in a southern hemisphere
Trading people for weapons to murder
People they really want to murder
Negotiating is not the problem
Slapping a moniker on
Bipedal earthling artists to
Dehumanize them in the
Eyes and hearts of the public
By calling them “terrorists”
So they are much more
Easy to eliminate like
Extracting a fetus from a womb
And calling the procedure an
Abortion to alleviate the act
Of murder with euphemistic
Language for the soft sell
That it is okey dokey
Which, in the amygdala as the
Sub(un)conscious part of the brain
Justifies sacrificing twenty percent
Of one’s hard earned income to go
Towards the building and usage of
Weapons of mass destruction
Feeding the never satiated appetite of
The military industrial complex
That other countries can now
Freely purchase or borrow
To murder bipedal earthling artists
Because they believe in a
Different invisible man than they do
The above may or may not be relatively
Historically or factually accurate
However, hopefully, this makes the point
That the reason everyone can get in a stir
And condone murdering people is based
On the dehumanizing language used
If the collective mass of “alleged” humanity
Realized every individual earthling artist
Each have similar skeletons and blood
Holding them up and
Running through their veins
To feed their brains
We could use that information to
Stop all this deadly violence and
Build a world of kindness and sharing
How many more eons
Of nonexistent time
Will it take till all realize
We are, the our, we need to save
Apparently from ourselves
I’ll wait while I watch my fingers
Drivel this nonsense out of my head
And onto this blog
Because, ultimately there is
Nothing else I can do
“I watch television news for one thing and one thing only: entertainment. That’s all I want from the news; entertainment. You know my favorite thing on television? Bad news. Bad news and disasters and accidents and catastrophes.
I want to see some explosions and fires, I want to see shit blowing up and bodies flying around!”
– George Carlin
Never mind, I am going back to listen to another audio book or music or comedy bits while looking at the world through a windshield. Thinking of more stuff to put here.
Thanks for reading.
“I write to expunge the darkness so
That someday light may shine through”
– Angelo Devlin
To be or not to be
That is the question
“Hamlet”
– William Shakespeare
A simple suggestion
Just Be
Which is harder
Than it sounds
As by definition
Be is not a noun
That I learned
A long time ago
Was a person
Place or thing
Be, being a verb
Is an action word
Present tense: am
Past tense: was
Present participle: being
So how can one “be”
Without be-ing
Something else
Even if declared
* “I gotta be me,”
What is that but
A collection of
Indoctrinations
Of my surroundings
That is not being “be”
Rather, a molding
Of an invisible mold
Out of my control
Am I the oxygen
I just breathed
The food I just ate
The thoughts I think
Hmmmm
“Be
2a : to have an objective existence
: have reality or actuality” – M-W.com
How can that be
In the realm of solipsism
Which would suggest egotistically
That I am, was, and “be” all that is
Is there any balance between
Stoicism and nihilism
Yet, if I were to “be” an
Existentialist, then I would be that
Which would not be, to be
It would be something else
“Be” kind of seems like being
In a restful state, which would be good
Even peaceful, perhaps
Yet, would still entail being
Aware of one’s beingness
A coagulation of atoms
Acting independently
Though in concert with all
The other atoms making up
The perception of consciousness
Manifesting all at once
Every moment as a sentient being
Interacting at times with
Other sentient beings
Going through the same
Miraculous process while
Riding on a sphere
Spinning and rotating
Through the cosmos
At breakneck speeds
Infinitely forever
Who knew it would be so hard to
Just be
When we are all……
“Living In The Present Tense
When You Lose The Past
And The Future Makes No Sense
You’re Living In The Present Tense
Crawling Out, Secure And Confident
Imbued With Innocence
Ready For The Whirl
Suddenly The View Was More Intense
Living In A Different Kind Of World
You’re Living
Living In The Present Tense
There’s Nothing To Blame
No Victim Of Consequence
You’re Living In The Present Tense
Something You Said
It Made Me
Step Outside ..the Moment
Eyes Pan Right And Left
Around My World
Open Yourself
Up To The Possibility
Aware of Some Reality
Outside Your World
In A Silent Universe
The Moment Can Be So Real
You Almost Can’t Stand It
In A Distant Universe
Distracted From Ourselves
You Can’t Help But Wonder
In A Crowded Universe
When The Talking Turns To Noise
You Almost Start Laughing
You’re Living
Living In The Present Tense
When You Lose The Past
And The Future Makes No Sense
You’re Living In The Present Tense
Nothing To Blame
No Victim Of Consequence
You’re Living In The Present Tense”
– Geddy Lee
“Present Tense”
*
“I gotta be me, right? I gotta be me.
Why do you have to be you? You’re awful. Why not find someone better than you, and be that person? You knew what I mean?
Just throw a rock, hit someone better than you, and do whatever shit that person does.
You don’t have to be you, ok. There’s no secret you, that the world has to know about. If you want to be a good person, just do good things. You are what you do.
If you steal someone’s wallet, you are a thief..
If you give lots of money to a charity, you are a philanthropist.
//
My point is, saying, I gotta be me is not like a hall pass just to be an asshole.”
– Christian Finnegan
Looking at the world through a windshield. 