Had 45 smiled for his mugshot
He would not look so fucking guilty
.
I have an affinity
For infinity
Causing insanity
To my reality
Held back
Only by gravity
Infinity
Not exactly a water
Cooler conversation
Much easier to
Bitch about the “boss”
Or a crabby customer
Tumultuous traffic
Than to carry on a
Divine dialog
Perhaps, because
Heaven and Hell
Seem implausible
Just based on
Unidentifiable locations
And help from John Lennon to
“Imagine there’s no heaven
It’s easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky”
That and a little
Cosmic introspection
By turning the Voyager’s camera
Back on ourselves to
Reveal “The Pale Blue Dot”
“The Pale Blue Dot is a photograph of Earth taken Feb. 14, 1990, by NASA’s Voyager 1 at a distance of 3.7 billion miles (6 billion kilometers) from the Sun.
The image inspired the title of scientist Carl Sagan’s book, “Pale Blue Dot: A Vision of the Human Future in Space,” in which he wrote: “Look again at that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us.”
https://solarsystem.nasa.gov/resources/536/voyager-1s-pale-blue-dot/
“Look again at that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us.”
– Carl Sagan
Taken nearly a quarter of a century ago, seen as a colorful speck of dust, with even smaller more colorful specks riding on it.
Indoctrinated over nonexistent time to, “aimlessly and blindly believe, that all of this, is in the hands of some spooky, incompetent father figure who doesn’t give a shit” – George Carlin
We concern our selfs, our disparate and collective selves with the most mundane minutia of which is fundamentally useless towards any possible survivable evolution. In the abysmally empty vastness of space. In a singular galaxy, that seen from a distance of other splattershot and remote galaxies, looks like a speck of dust itself.
“Infinity is so big, that everything that has ever happened, on earth in the exact same order, down to………. that … pause has happened an infinite number of times, all through out the universe.
Everywhere in space, there is a you, making the same colossal f**king errors, that you’ve made your entire life.
So if anybody ever tells you, you can do better. Go, apparently not.”
That’s infinity.”
– Joe Rogan
One would think with that underlying awareness, we could all just get along. Fortify our chances of continuing the game we are playing. Certainly with an infinite amount of less hatred, fear and violence. To some other end than just recycling as a different speck of dust.
“The heaviest burden:
“What, if some day or night, a demon were to steal after you into your loneliest loneliness and say to you:
‘This life, as you now live it and have lived it, you will have to live once more and innumerable times more; and there will be nothing new in it, but every pain and every joy and every thought and sigh… must return to you—all in the same succession and sequence—even this spider and this moonlight between the trees and even this moment and I myself.
The eternal hourglass of existence is turned over again and again—and you with it, speck of dust!’
Would you not throw yourself down and gnash your teeth and curse the demon who spoke thus? Or have you once experienced a tremendous moment when you would have answered him:
‘You are a god, and never have I heard anything more divine!’ If this thought were to gain possession of you, it would change you as you are, or perhaps crush you.
The question in each and every thing, “do you want this once more and innumerable times more?” would lie upon your actions as the greatest weight.
Or how well disposed would you have to become to yourself and to life to crave nothing more fervently than this ultimate eternal confirmation and seal?”
― Friedrich Nietzsche
The rest of Imagine
“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…
//
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”
Like my affinity for infinity the quest goes on and on and on……
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
For things to be
The way they are
Save erratic beliefs
Deep indoctrinations
A stubborn willingness
To stay stagnant
Yet could we handle
Lifting the veil off of
The darkness of death
To maybe realize
We all make up
One consciousness
To experience
A subjective reality
In an infinite expanse
Lasting a moment
For no reason
“Just between the ice ages anyway
I want to talk, but I haven’t got too much to say
I don’t mean to be so nihilistic
Forgive me if I seem to be too realistic”
– Geddy Lee
“My Favorite Headache”
“One man standing on the plains of Abraham
Watching the damaged sunrise
One man standing near the edge of a quiet breakdown
I watch the sea, it helps to anchor me
I watch the sea, it helps to anchor me
Once you start hiding you keep on hiding
Till your paranoia calms down
Once you start watching, you keep on watching
Till you’re tied up and your spell bound
Just between the ice ages anyway
I want to talk, but I haven’t got too much to say
I don’t mean to be so nihilistic
Forgive me if I seem to be too realistic
Once you start running, you keep on running
Till your muscles start to break down
Once you start falling, you keep on falling
Till you hit the cold, cold ground
I watch TV – What do you want from me?
I watch TV – What do you want from me?
Just between the ice ages anyway
I want to talk, I haven’t got enough to say
I don’t mean to be so nihilistic
Forgive me if I seem to be too realistic
Once you start hiding you keep on hiding
Till you feel you’re safe and sound
Once you start watching, you keep on watching
Till you’re tied up and you’re spell bound
I watch the sea, it helps to anchor me
I watch the sea, I saw it on TV”
To think
We are all undergoing
A sense of humor test
And God
In this case
The Word Laughter
Is testing us, both
Individually and collectively
To realize
We are supposed to be filled
With (God) aka Laughter
That our surroundings
Practically demand it
Pssst. Look around
If you look
It is funny
Laughter (God)
Is throwing everything at us
To laugh at
Unfortunately we
The royal We
Are not laughing
So that, when and not if
We die and are still not laughing
We have to come back again
To pass the test
Going on to the next tests
Love and truth
“You have to find the funny in things, Our culture right now is on the brink of so many things, and one of those things is losing our sense of humor. We can laugh — it doesn’t mean we’re irreverent or don’t care.
We just need to laugh.”
– Tammy Pescatelli
Laughter (God)
Even sends us guides
For each generation
Milton Berle
Bob Hope
Don Rickles
Lenny Bruce
Joan Rivers
George Carlin
Richard Pryor
Eddie Murphy
Bill Hicks
Dave Chapelle
Bill Burr
Kathleen Madigan
Chris Rock
Louis Black
Louis CK
David Cross
Howard Stern
Robin Quivers
Doug Stanhope
Just to name
But a few
How many more
Masters of wit and wisdom
Saviors of silliness
Does Laughter have to send us
Till we see the light and find
Our sense of humor
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
Where this should have stopped
Nope….
The bonus buffoon
We are supposed to all be
Laughing at and with is
None other than 45
Also known as
Society’s “straight” man
Individual one
Four times indicted
Social spectacle
Narcissistic nincompoop
(Ha! Made you say…..poop)
The funny thing is
His most fanatical followers
Are not laughing
Which means
The show will go on
Till we are all either
Guffawing
Chortling
Giggling
Smirking
Side splitting
Busting a gut
At the ridiculousness
Of the constant contradictions
Especially when 45 says
He is telling the truth*
Bwahahaha
Help, I can’t stop
(Arms smacking table, head bobbing uncontrollably)
Quick, take a commercial break…..please!!
*
When The Washington Post Fact Checker team first started cataloguing President Donald Trump’s false or misleading claims, we recorded 492 suspect claims in the first 100 days of his presidency. On Nov. 2 alone, the day before the 2020 vote, Trump made 503 false or misleading claims as he barnstormed across the country in a desperate effort to win reelection.
This astonishing jump in falsehoods is the story of Trump’s tumultuous reign. By the end of his term, Trump had accumulated 30,573 untruths during his presidency — averaging about 21 erroneous claims a day.
What is especially striking is how the tsunami of untruths kept rising the longer he served as president and became increasingly unmoored from the truth.
Trump averaged about six claims a day in his first year as president, 16 claims day in his second year, 22 claims day in this third year — and 39 claims a day in his final year. Put another way, it took him 27 months to reach 10,000 claims and an additional 14 months to reach 20,000. He then exceeded the 30,000 mark less than five months later.
– https://www.washingtonpost.com/politics/2021/01/24/trumps-false-or-misleading-claims-total-30573-over-four-years/
Instead of the focused distraction society is satiated with, a simple questionable characterization would put this to rest. If it was presented that 44 had done and was doing the same, would he have received or be receiving the same treatment?
My guess is….not.
But at least we could recognize we lost our sense of humor.
“I write to expunge the darkness so
That someday light may shine through”
– Angelo Devlin
The Actual Jesus
A Master of Wisdom
The Prince of Peace
Son of a Jewish carpenter
Son of real unchaste mother
Not a composite
Caucasian character
Created to comfort
Blond and blue-eyed
English speaking Christians
Born in Bethlehem Isreal
When English wasn’t
Even an option
That is culturally
Chock-full of brown people
Was and still is……
Ooops, did I get sidetracked
What If Jesus Were Here
Going about his business
Feeding the hungry
Presumably, loaves and fishes
Healing the sick
Leading by example
Not through dictation
Do as I say, not as I do rhetoric
Then….
What if the media became aware
Which would be kinda “news”-“worthy”
First, would it be reported ??
News “cycles” are tricky
Could he compete with Teflon Don?
For how long?
After all, it would get boring real quick
To watch a teacher teach
If one already knew the lessons
Of generosity, kindness, and forgiveness
But was too distracted to apply them
It is much more important to pick sides
Point fingers and enjoy victimhood
Then pitch in to help, after all if
Jesus is here. Let him do it
Unfortunately, the first question would be
Can you still walk on water?
To which he would have to explain
That was a metaphor that got out of hand
By reporters Matthew, Mark and John
Going for hyperbole to sell more copies
Of their benign book of books
They should have ran it by Thomas
Who enjoyed a healthy dose of doubt
Would he get killed again?
Generosity, kindness, and forgiveness
Doesn’t exactly help any economy
Not at first, it wouldn’t
Which would be a tough transition
Share and not stingily save and store
If we learned how to sit on a bus* with strangers
Got to know them as ourselves
Experiencing similar realities
Subjectively differently, but still all as one
Which would reduce oil consumption… except
The oil / energy / resource dependent economy
Would no doubt surely collapse
Which is when we’d have to do
What Jesus would have already been doing
Feeding, helping, healing
ALL of our fellow space travelers
Not just the ones that looked like us
In order to truly survive and not some
Mad Max, apocalyptic kill or be killed fanciful scenario
That plays well in movies but not reality
*
“What if God was one of us?
Just a slob like one of us?
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make His way home?
If God had a face
What would it look like?
And would you want to see
If seeing meant that
You would have to believe
In things like Heaven and in
Jesus and the saints
And all the prophets? And…”
– Joan Osborne
C’mon, *pusillanimous ex president
* “lacking courage and resolution
: marked by contemptible timidity. “
– M-W.com
Exercise your free speech
Inside the courtroom
Not on deceptive social
Where surely your base
Will witness your bravado
Outside of your version of
The ministry of truth
Besides what happened to
Your exoneration press conference
Did your (daddy) lawyers
Make the bully stop from WHAT?
Declaring your “provable” innocence
I’d fire them immediately……
I get it, I do, just like now
I am a brave dog on my own porch
However, I am not under indictment
For inciting an insurrection, keeping and
Concealing classified documents
Having made a perfect phone call
Requesting just enough votes in Georgia
To subvert, even a fake democracy
Nor have I remade any misogynistic remarks
For deep-seated underlying mommy issues
Failed at more businesses with bankruptcies
Had to repay $$ stolen from my own charity
Pay Hush money to a porn star
Relitigate a defamation case because
I can’t keep my mouth shut and still
Have more unresolved mommy issues
Paid 1.6 million dollars for tax evasion
How is it you have followers? Oh yeah,
Every sheep needs a shepherd
“The sheep will spend its entire life fearing the wolf,
Only to be eaten by the shepherd. “
– African Proverb
Is over
They won / win
With nary
A shot fired
A penny spent and
Zero casualties
Just by dangling
Content carrots
In and out of context
Bourgeois bait
If one will not do
Will tease
With 3 or 2
Some even
In rotation
For a short
Memory nation
Singularly focused
On the latest
Distraction
You know the topics
For a people myopic
At any given time
A chance to opine
On
Immigration
Abortion
Ammunition
Via (gun) penis extention
Incarceration
Education
Deforestation
Over fishing the oceans
The latest is a mind bender
People arguing over gender
When one ought to care less
However, I transgress
Except for hermaphrodites
This is easily understood
When it comes to reproduction
There is but one set of goods
Matters not to the forever distracted
Losing their minds arguing over
Something infinitely protracted
The better each works
When people get hurt
Gives them a tally
To inspire the next
Two-minute hate rally
Here’s what I learned
When once was a lad
Thinking, I was rebellious
For the length of hair I had
Made a loose lipped comment to someone older I knew that “I” was “fighting” the system of authority and conformity. When he calmly said, the “they’s” want me to have long hair.
What, what what? How’s that? No way, I’m rebelling. Yet, in an instant, I knew he was right. The system is supported by empty headed distractions, so to speak. Keeping everyone occupied over trivialities of no importance. There is / was no “system” to buck, it is all the system. A system of corruption and consumption.
Did I cut my hair, no, but have since always gone about a lifetime working on my inner self. (The length eventually took care of itself.)
“In a world where self-hatred is a multi-billion dollar industry, loving yourself is a radical act.” – Gala Darling
Shortly followed up by George Carlin’s wisdom.
“Cause that’s all you ever hear about in this country. It’s our differences. That’s all the media and the politicians are ever talking about–the things that separate us, things that make us different from one another.
That’s the way the ruling class operates in any society. They try to divide the rest of the people. They keep the lower and the middle classes fighting with each other so that they, the rich, can run off with all the fucking money!
Fairly simple thing. Happens to work. You know? Anything different–that’s what they’re gonna talk about–race, religion, ethnic and national background, jobs, income, education, social status, sexuality, anything they can do to keep us fighting with each other, so that they can keep going to the bank!
You know how I define the economic and social classes in this country? The upper class keeps all of the money, pays none of the taxes. The middle class pays all of the taxes, does all of the work. The poor are there just to scare the shit out of the middle class. Keep ’em showing up at those ‘jobs’.”
– George Carlin
Likewise
“Yeah. Another tip. Another tip for the men. The earring. The thing with the earrings. It’s over. It’s been over for a long time. Doesn’t mean anything anymore. It was supposed to piss off the squares. The squares are wearing them now! Doesn’t mean anything.
It’s just fucking jewelry, unless you have an earring with a live baby hanging from it. It’s just jewelry. And I want you to know I’m in favor of self-mutilation and personal disfigurement. I’ve always said there’s nothing like puncturing and perforating your skin in a dozen or so places in order to demonstrate your high self-esteem.
When I see a young man decorating his scalp with a soldering iron I say: there’s a happy guy, thinks highly of himself.”
– George Carlin
Meanwhile in our current state of devolution, people in relative ok physical health are requesting and having Josef Mengele type unnecessary surgeries to be “different”, then how they were born.
Deadly enhancements, alterations, castrations, all in the name of some bizarre rationalization to be unique……like everyone else.
The backstory to this is from reading a former acquaintance meme post that read ;
“Your Gender was assigned by God. He was not confused.”
Holy Fuck
“The God excuse.
The last refuge of a man with no answers and no argument, it came from god.
Anything we can’t describe, must have come from God.”
– George Carlin
Leave God alone, meanwhile, speaking of confused, most of all this bullshit trouble started, by humanity assigning God….a gender.
“God is the Word and the Word is God.” – John 1:1
In its simplest terms God is
“An energy field created by all living things. It surrounds us, penetrates us, and binds the galaxy together.”
– Obi-Wan Kenobi
Also known as the Higgs ocean / the God particle.
In other words, too powerful to have a pecker.
“But I want you to know something, this is sincere, I want you to know when it comes to believing in God, I really tried, I really, really tried. I tried to believe that there is a God who created each of us in his own image and likeness, loves us very much, and keeps a close eye on things, I really tried to believe that but I gotta tell you, the longer you live, the more you look around, the more you realize something is fucked up.
Something is wrong here… war, disease, death, destruction, hunger, filth, poverty, torture, crime, corruption, and the Ice Capades. Something is definitely wrong. This is not good work. If this is the best God can do, I am not impressed. Results like these don’t belong on the résumé of a supreme being.
This is the kind of shit you’d expect from an office temp with a bad attitude. And just between you and me, between you and me, in any decently run universe, this guy would have been out on his all-powerful ass a long time ago.
And by the way, I say “this guy” because I firmly believe, looking at these results, that if there is a God, it has to be a man; no woman could or would ever fuck things up like this!
So if, if there is a God, if there is, I think most reasonable people might agree that he’s at least incompetent and maybe, just maybe doesn’t give a shit. Doesn’t give a shit… which I admire in a person and which will explain a lot of these bad results.”
– George Carlin
When the flesh has decomposed from one’s rotting corpse and the plastic has melted away, the alien anthropologists*, will know what gender you once were, by the remaining brittle bone skeleton. The one that supported you in this lifetime. The frame to the car you drove and did or did not take care of.
“I write to expunge the darkness so
That someday light may shine through”
– Angelo Devlin
“Amused To Death”
Doctor Doctor what is wrong with me
This supermarket life is getting long
What is the heart life of a colour TV
What is the shelf life of a teenage queen
Ooh western woman
Ooh western girl
News hound sniffs the air
When Jessica Hahn goes down
He latches on to that symbol
Of detachment
Attracted by the peeling away of feeling
The celebrity of the abused shell the belle
Ooh western woman
Ooh western girl
And the children of Melrose
Strut their stuff
Is absolute zero cold enough
And out in the valley warm and clean
The little ones sit by their TV screens
No thoughts to think
No tears to cry
All sucked dry
Down to the very last breath
Bartender what is wrong with me
Why I am so out of breath
The captain said excuse me ma’am
This species has amused itself to death
Amused itself to death
Amused itself to death
We watched the tragedy unfold
We did as we were told
We bought and sold
It was the greatest show on earth
But then it was over
We oohed and aahed
We drove our racing cars
We ate our last few jars of caviar
And somewhere out there in the stars
A keen-eyed look-out
Spied a flickering light
Our last hurrah
And when they found our shadows
Groups ’round the TV sets
They ran down every lead
They repeated every test
They checked out all the data in their lists
And then the *alien anthropologists
Admitted they were still perplexed
But on eliminating every other reason
For our sad demise
They logged the only explanation left
This species has amused itself to death
No tears to cry
No feelings left
This species has amused itself to death
Amused itself to death
– Roger Waters
Amused itself to death
Amused itself to death
Amused itself to death
Amused itself to death
Amused itself to death
Amused itself to death
No Rebellion required
“the condition of being successful or thriving”
especially : economic well-being
M-W.com
If someone is selling
You
Prosperity
They do not have it
Or have enough of it
They are getting it
From you
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
Have a need to attack
Not because they’re hurt
But rather to distract
As a strange way to
Keep their dignity intact
Away from their shame
So lost in obscurity
It doesn’t have a name
Because for some reason
They are without blame
Pointing across the street
To someone, too far away
Nor will they ever meet
Causing some kind of harm
That they will easily repeat
A universal bogeyman
They know doesn’t exist
Yet in a victim’s mind they can
If for no other reason
It brings them attention
Forgetting the question
What would Jesus do
The answer an easy one
Check if they are hungry
Then feed them some
Or see them move in skelter
Might try and help them
To seek warm shelter
Since Jesus did not teach to
Do nothing but point a finger
The takeaway from this poem
Is do not be a victimless victim
No one wants to hear you moan
An easy way to solve this is to
Turn off the TV when you get home
Or rather doing inaction
Can be easily observed as
A mattress along the road
Which did not get “there”
There by itself, but by those
Who secured it poorly
But had faith it would make it
As did all of the mattresses
You do not see along the road
That did not require faith
But more rope, better knots
Or an enclosed trailer
Instead of trusting in gravity
Over velocity and acceleration
That one would rest easy on
A comfy bed of practicality
Even an old mattress instead of
The new one you’ll need to buy
Damn, faith is expensive.
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
Looking at the world through a windshield. 