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
“WAR”
How hard is that?
No more war.
“Two Tribes”
Ladies and gentlemen, let me present-
FRANKIE GOES TO HOLLYWOOD
Possibly the most important thing.
This side of the world……..
Oh yeah, well I……..
Let’s go
When two tribes go to war
A point is all you can score
When two tribes go to war
A point is all you can score
Cowboy No. 1
A born-again poor man’s son
On the air America
I modeled shirts by Van Heusen-yeah
You know
Working on the black gas
Switch off your shield
Switch off and feel
I’m working on loving-yeah
Giving you back the good times
Ship it out-out
I’m working for the black gas
We got two tribes
We got the bomb
We got the bomb-yeah
Sock it to me biscuits-now
Are we living in a land
Where sex and horror are the new Gods?
Yeah
When two tribes go to war
A point is all you can score
– “FRANKIE GOES TO HOLLYWOOD”
At least one thing is for sure
That all corporate mass and manipulative media
Mini and manufactured media can agree on is
War gets good ratings
“You know my favourite part of that war? It’s the first war we ever had that was on every channel plus cable… and the war got good ratings too, didn’t it? Got good ratings! Well, we like war!!! We like war! We’re a war-like people! We like war because we’re good at it! You know why we’re good at it? Cause we get a lot of practice.”
– George Carlin
Normal competing agendas, where one side is against “allegedly” the killing of fetuses, (murdering people) and the other side is against “allegedly” the killing of criminals, (murdering people) can all happily agree that when it comes to war……
Dead civilians, military personnel, children, “friendly” fire victims, collateral damage, are all perfect fodder for Super Bowl sized audiences to salivate over to keep their eyes glued to the commercials betwixt the distraction dialog and pontificators of why and which side is “winning” and which side is “losing.”
“I don’t mind about the war, that’s one of the things I _like_ to watch, if it’s a war going on, ’cause then I know if our side’s winning, if our side’s losing…”
Roger Waters
Because the color commentators know, it is good for the economy. On one hand, people exposed to more ads, will buy more shit. People tuned in to particular talking heads, will get more ratings, thereby increasing their personal economy.
So why not question and expose the warring factions are basically all the same as bipedal earthling artists, just wearing different hats.
“You ever notice that? Any time you see two groups of people who really hate each other, chances are good they’re wearing different kind of hats. Keep an eye on that, it might be important.”
– George Carlin
Apparently, Russia at war with Ukraine is too blasè to stir any long-term emotional attachment.
(Besides 45’s shenanigan drama just about has everybody ready to puke in their soup. Except for the lapdogs who will lick it up until the day he dies, only to carry on with false and exaggerated impossible conspiracy theories to hold themselves over, till they die.)
Best move around the globe and get religion involved so the people can really pick sides. Even though, once again, both sides are made up of the same bipedal earthling artists, riding on the same spaceship going through the infinite cosmos.
Pssst. No one knows this, but a peaceful economy would be just as lucrative as a war time economy. Sanely and lovingly lucrative, but lucrative all the same.
Imagine all of the houses that could be built, clean drinking water systems that could be produced, and food distribution that could happen if each country quit wasting valuable resources trying to out penis each other.
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
“I look at war a little bit differently. To me, war is a lot of prick-waving, okay?
Simple thing, that’s all it is. War is a whole lot of men standing out in a field waving their pricks at one another.
Men are insecure about the size of their dicks and so they have to kill one another over the idea.
That’s what all that asshole, jock bullshit is all about. That’s what all that adolescent, macho-male posturing, and strutting in bars and locker rooms is all about, it’s called “dick fear!”
Men are terrified that their pricks are inadequate and so they have to compete with one another to feel better about themselves and since war is the ultimate competition, basically, men are killing each other in order to improve their self-esteem.
You don’t have to be a historian or a political scientist to see the Bigger Dick foreign policy theory at work. It sounds like this:
“What? ! They have bigger dicks? ! BOMB THEM! ! !” And of course, the bombs and the rockets and the bullets are all shaped like dicks.
It’s a subconscious need to project the penis into other people’s affairs. It’s called: “FUCKING WITH PEOPLE! ! !”
– George Carlin
By making made up rules
Because most
Of the ruled
Have not figured out
The rules are made up
Of the rich people
By the connected people
For the powerful people
“Who are these people?”
– Jerry Seinfeld
These are the people we feed
Who do well enough on their own
Because too many people
Want to be like those people
Instead of feeding the hungry people
Or housing the homeless people
Or healing the unhealthy people
You know, the stuff Jesus would do
The treadmill is run
By the runners
Running on it
With very little room
Or time to get back on
Should one fall off
Plus, the longer it goes
The faster it gets
Which is what the rulers
Of the treadmill want
Dangling their opulent carrot
As a motivation of distraction
To ignore the fallen and injured
Who are one in the same
With all alleged “classes”
Even the alleged one percent
Once again, a rulers rule
To keep making rules
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
What you know
Question
What you accept
Presume
You do not understand
Assume
You do not know
Believe what you want
After you strip it
To its core
If you still believe it
Then it is true
For no one else
But you
With no need
To convince
Others otherwise
It neither strengthens
Your perception
Or negates theirs
You have already
Cleared out the doubt
Doubt
Also comes in handy
As a conspiracy filter
Especially when one
Considers the source
Some powers that be
Are obliged to just
Confuse and distract to
Maintain their power
A healthy dose of doubt
Will keep you from
Following a blinded follower
Usually led by ego
Not leadership
When in doubt
Check with your “self”
Is this a reasonable path
Given a chance
Would you lead similarly
If not
Fall out of line
Start your own path
“Have you ever started a path? No one seems willing to do this. We don’t mind using existing paths, but we rarely start new ones. Do it today. Start a path. Even if it doesn’t lead anywhere.”
— George Carlin
Enjoy your new path of
Doubt
However
You will be sure
Of what you know
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
Is not even a microcosm
Of a three dimensional reality
Rather a granular glimpse
Into a pixelated place
Generating a glow
On one’s face
By many light emitting diodes
In constant concert
Crammed into consciousness
Plus heat on your hand
There is no depth
To an experience
One has at a device
Save to fulfill
A meaningless vice
One dimensional
Near flat surface
Offers no advice
On how to quit
As a digital addict
Losing to time’s grip
Which we are ill equipped
“Mirrors on the ceiling
The pink champagne on ice
And she said;
“WE ARE ALL JUST PRISONERS HERE,
OF OUR OWN DEVICE(S)”
And in the master’s chambers
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives
But they just can’t kill the beast”
“Hotel California”
The Eagles
Yet here I am
Using the same tool
To divulge observations
As a means of self reflection
“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”
Is the alternative pen and paper
To get this scheiss out of my head
Buried in a notebook to be discarded
“The people will not revolt. They will not look up from their screens long enough to notice what is happening.”
– George Orwell “1984”
“My solipsistic world view
Doesn’t allow me to see
What may be real reality.”
– Angelo Devlin
The imaginary apocalypse
Of a nonexistent end time that
Will never occur regardless of
How many books it is in, in
Any language or of any deity
Open to cryptic interpretation of
Vague and dismal understanding
That there are any evil forces
Outside of our own making
Or convoluted conjuring
There can not be a war in heaven
When there is no heaven or hell
(Imagine that)
(If so, where are they)
Any more than the *Green Lantern
Has a ring “to shoot energy beams,
fly, translate all languages, and of course,
create green light energy constructs”
– Andrew Ceco “sideshow.com”
Or Wonder Woman has “Special” bracelets
Or that Superman loses his power
From being exposed to kryptonite
Why?
Because they are made up
By the imaginations of writers
Knowing words create
A perceivable reality
Within the realm of subjectivity
As a powerful means
To stimulate and control
Inspire or injure, albeit to
Formulate context while
Fantasizing content
Satiating imaginations
Gone wild for entertainment purposes
*
“But these lunatics always go, ‘It says in the Bible…’
Oh, OK, stop, hang on. I’m glad you like a book,”
//
“Just because you like something in a book doesn’t mean you can have the thing you like in the book happen in real life. That’s what crazy people want!”
“I can’t go to the White House with a bunch of Green Lantern comics and go, ‘I want a Green Lantern ring! I saw it in a book I like. Make the thing in the book I like, be here now!’
I would be justifiably tased if I did that.”
– Patton Oswalt
The only manifestation of Armageddon
Will happen of our own collective ignorance
Failing to recognize all is of a single energy
Not because it is written in some book
That has been retold, rewritten, revised
Translated, twisted, turned inside out
To keep the masses fighting amongst themselves
While the puppeteers go to the bank
After washing the blood off their hands
“I write to expunge the darkness so
That someday light may shine through”
– Angelo Devlin
“Oh, God of Earth and Altar”
(Best sung by Bruce Dickinson on Iron Maiden’s “Revelations”)
“Oh, God of Earth and Altar
Bow down and hear our cry
Our earthly rulers falter
Our people drift and die
The walls of gold entomb us
The swords of scorn divide
Take not thy thunder from us
Take away our pride”
– G. K. Chesterton
Take away our pride
Take away our pride
Take away our pride
Take away our pride……….
For the 1% criminal class
Also known as billionaires
With justice and Justices
In their deep corpse lined
Blood red pockets
Making provisions for
Themselves and their ilk
Not all of them of course
But enough of them to notice
As they are like deities to
Their worshipers known as
Thousandairs and nillionaires
Praying to the *god Greed
In a fantastical notion that
If they magically become
Wealthy as they too would like
Without putting in the effort
Too broke to buy a lottery ticket
Want for themselves a shiny
Laminated “Get Out Of Jail”
Free card because of money
Prestige and power also not
Wanting to pay any taxes to be
Scot-free from social obligations
Trickling down on the downtrodden
As a definition of their charity
Excepts from John Trudell’s
“Rich man’s war”
“the poor,
starving for food
starving for land,
starving for peace
starving for real.
Rich man’s war
Attacking human
Attacking being
Attacking earth
Attacking tomorrow
Rich man’s war
Thinking of always war
Thinking of always war
(Keeping the commonwealth
constantly chaotic and conflicted)
//
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”
“Half Penny, Two Penny”
– Styx
“Half penny, two penny,
ashes to dust
The almighty dollar says
“In God we trust”
Justice for money
how much more can I pay
We all know it’s the American Way”
Justice is an antiquated term
Biblically based euphemism
For revenge and retribution
Neither helping us evolve
Or righting a wrong merely
Satiating a system of control
Over the bourgeois and poor
Buying into a supreme court
Not needing human judgment
Maintains the status quo
When guidance is needed
To forgive heal and evolve
There are alternatives
First we have to imagine them
Then implement a new reality
After the old paradigm shifts
Into loving compassion
Knowing we are all one
“I write to expunge the darkness so
That someday light may shine through”
– Angelo Devlin
Enough people
For an answer
That you
Would like
Eventually you
Will get the
Answer you
Are looking for
Might not be
Correct, right
Or factual
But at least it
Will be the answer
That makes you
Feel good about
Your question
So many things
Are open to
Interpretation
It is a wonder
We get anywhere
As a nation
Where the only
Consensus is
Doing what suits us
Though there must be
A greater purpose
Than strict conformity
Of an ego’s superiority
“My solipsistic worldview
Doesn’t allow me to see
What may be real reality.”
– Angelo Devlin
Looking at the world through a windshield. 