When it is
20 degrees Fahrenheit
Below zero
Which is
52 degrees Fahrenheit
Below freezing
It is too cold
To snow
A political ad by Miss Representing
(Not actual name, on the billboard)
The trouble with ads that one sees over and over again, like on billboards is questioning their intent versus their implication.
Here is one, a candidate had up for waaay too long. A short but savvy sweet message.
Pro Family
Pro Choice
Pro Privacy
Elect Miss Representing to district zero
In an exponential excremental exposition of hyperbolic hypocrisy this ad was a poster in contradiction.
I too am for family, choice* and privacy, who wouldn’t be. I am just not running for office.
A picture is worth a thousand words. The picture on the billboard was probably worth two thousand words. Promise I won’t make it that long.
It was a BIG picture of a big family of five, (more than 3, is big in my estimation)
“It’s irresponsible to have more than one child. Have one. Have one child, replacement value for yourself, that’s all. Don’t even replace your husband. Don’t replace your husband. No. He’s done enough fucking damage as it is.”
– George Carlin
Besides, the words on the billboard and the picture, should convey and backup the same message to be really effective……right?
While it is cute to be, for family and for choice*.
For one, those cancel each other out. Two, no one in the picture was holding a jar of a fetus in formaldehyde. Making the message a misrepresentation of marketing.
Three, if you are for family and for privacy, you would not have exposed the identity of your family’s identities for political gain, by plastering their likenesses on the side of the highway for every schmuck to be able to identify.
*Just to be clear, I am all for every human being having the right to live to their fullest divine potential, no matter how small they start out to be or how old they get.
Where this should have stopped.
However, if soldiers and police have the legal loophole of qualified immunity to kill who they are told to, (because their Uncle Sam ordered them to) or feel like, due their self hatred disguised as racism. Then half the population should have the same loophole.
Their body, their choice = qualified immunity.
Making murder illegal by suggesting it is immoral is merely a power play by those in power as an arbitrary ambiguous line to cross if it fills their pocketbooks.
Murder is wrong, unless power needs a resource it is willing to sacrifice soldiers against Sovereign citizens to acquire more power.
Thou shalt not kill, seems only to apply to the womb because……”Conservatives want live babies so they can raise them to be dead soldiers.”
– George Carlin
Maybe if society stops killing out of the womb fetuses, a paradigm shift will occur and no more will need to be planted as replacements.
Ones that aren’t wanted, to grow up with that sensation, unintentionally forcing them to join a government gang to feel like they belong there. Albeit to kill people, but at least with a sense of belonging.
Only conscious acts of conscientious parents fully equipped and qualified to be guides to divine sparks ought to be reproducing.
“We have to have a beautiful world where children can come to, okay?”
– Bill Hicks
I am pro a beautiful world.
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
Is becoming
My mini mantra
To put things
In perspective
Of what happened
“Back” there in the
Space-Time loaf
Whether it be
A moment ago
Or what seems like
A millennia ago
Dwelling on either
Only steal from the
Moment I ought / am to
Be experiencing now
Inspired by Brian Greene’s audio book “The Fabric Of The Cosmos” Space, Time, and the Texture of Reality.
The windshield offers
A distorted view
Making it a pane
To see the world
As it really might be
Just in front of me
Invisible protection
About two feet away
One quarter inch thick
With a slight UV tint
Curved at the edges
Doesn’t obscure
What I see
Merely warps
What is coming at me
From zero to sixty
Yet, in a way it is like
A glass bellybutton *
For when I have my
Head so far up up my arse
It is the only way
I can see what
Everyone else is doing
* “Jackie The Jokeman”
Where this should have stopped.
(Before the glass bellybutton would have been good too.)
A couple of interesting things, one is that the glass (windshield) is made from sand, soda ash and limestone, none of which are clear. Only when heated together and formed to fit.
The more fascinating aspect of the windshield is, at least for someone who has a tiny understanding of how molecules work. (Pun intended.)
Once the windshield is formed and “solid”, the molecules making up the glass are still zipping around. Coalescing into what the collective subjectives agree to as a clear manifestation curved and tinted “solid” membrane to keep the rain and wind out.
While agreeing to be a temporary collecting place for suicidal bugs. Till the rain or a wet squeegee releases them to their final resting place on the pavement.
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
Starting with the use of lazy language of using the word law. Used all too often, inappropriately to describe forces not humanly understood.
For one, law, sounds as if it man-made, so immediately it has flaws. Plus, once in / on the books, it is too difficult to change.
Starting with the heavy, The Law of Gravity.
It is not a law, it is a phenomena. Where an invisible consistent force draws into the center of itself. WITHOUT EXPLANATION.
Same goes for nature, there are no laws. There is phenomenon and patterns. Minds have a tendency to become closed when they hear the word law. Wonder in this case would be much more appropriate. The Wonder of Nature.
It frees the mind to cogitate or daydream over miraculous manifestations that occur, again without explanation. Like the acids in one’s stomach can dissolve metals while not destroying your innards. That’s wonderful.
When you find phenomenon and wonder categorized as a “LAW”, break it, question it. Then maybe, after a new paradigm shift occurs and society is filled with questioning and awe……
We can break down the man made laws, into what they are. Restrictions, suppressions, revenue enhancers, nuisances, conformity and control.
“What business is it of yours what I do, read, buy, see, or take into my body as long as I do not harm another human being on this planet?”
– Bill Hicks
“So I might as well begin to put
Some action in my life
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
So much for the golden future,
I can’t even start
I’ve had every promise broken,
There’s anger in my heart
You don’t know what it’s like,
You don’t have a clue
If you did, you’d find yourselves
Doing the same thing too
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law”
Judas Priest
All hail the American night!
What was that?
I don’t know
Sounds like guns thunder
– Jim Morrison
Is it any wonder the malignant media can use the veiled threat of violence in voting by condemning it, while using it in their rhetoric?
Media: Here we go out to our reporters, with their boots on the ground. In key battleground states, where the Blue or Red, is fighting for a victory. Knowing the casualty for all this, could be the loss of democracy.
As blah blah blah prepares to go up against the incumbent, who has fortified his position, with a deep war chest of negative campaign ads. Attacking their opponents, who shows no sign of retreating.
All the while, in the background with audio of trumpets, and striking sounds matching bright viuals like an explosion went off.
“Ever wonder why we’re #ucked up as a species?”
– Bill Hicks
Ever had the sensational feeling
That everything behind you and
Just out of your peripheral view
Is disintegrating behind you into
A colorful cloud of atomic dust
Opaque yet oddly translucent
Illuminated by an invisible sun
But when you turn around is all
Back in place like nothing happened
No, me neither.
Just kidding,
When it doesn’t occur organically
It is an interesting intentional
Contemplation to conjure up
Knowing it is what we do anyway
Without the disintegration part
By reframing what we experience
Into rational realizations such as
Everything happens for a reason
No. It does not
There is no reason for anything
Save what we justify to make
Sense of this senseless world
Like time and karma
Are a collective creation of
Our crazy consciousness
Hint hint, nothing exists
All leading back to that
Un-provable solipsism thingy
Perceiving recollections to be
As favorable or fearsome as
We choose to remember them
Why not, nothing is solid as the
Tactile sensation that makes it so
When it is not disintegrating behind you
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
Or at least a pair for the back of my head.
On the morose morality of
Cannibalism vs Carnivorism
When it comes to eating flesh
Chicken, pigs and cows ok
Bipedal earthlings…not ok
Seems slightly selfish, since we
Get to make the restaurant rules
Not looking to be the first
Man on the menu, however
It is a tad arrogant to decide
What is the next day’s delicacy
Under the guise of our “superior” ethics
“Another one of our amusing acitivities – cannibalism. Imagine that – chowing down on another human being. You have got to be all out of beef jerky. You have got to be really fucking hungry. But it happens, doesn’t it. Still happens to this day. Bunch of people, stranded in the wilderness, run out of Pop Tarts, got to eat something. Might as well be Steve.
And how do you decide who to eat first? How do you decide who’s first on the barbeque rack? Do you pick on the little guy, because he’s skinny and he can’t fight back or do you all gang up on the body-builder because he’s got a lot of steaks and chops on him? These are things human beings have to consider.”
Ever wonder why we
Are so bloodthirsty
Killing is our second nature
Any excuse will do
Hunger, punishment, revenge
Convenience and “sport”
“Look at what we kill. Mosquitoes and flies, because they’re pests! Lions and tigers, because it’s fun!
Chickens and pigs, because we’re hungry. Pheasants and quail, because it’s fun, and we’re hungry.
And people! We kill people, because they’re pests… and it’s fun!”
– George Carlin
So much for religion’s motto
Thou shalt not kill…….
Ooopsie
Which only seems to want to save the unborn, because it is convenient, likewise removing them is convenient. Seems to be a battle between conveniences. How convenient. Such a lazy, yet deadly species.
Like a collective Jeffrey, we know better, we just cannot seem to stop.
Should “we*” consider
*(me and the mouse in my pocket)
Why extraterrestrial intelligent life
Never makes its presence known
Methinks it might be when they
Stop by to visit the apartment 3S
3S (third rock from the sun) in the
Cosmological apartment complex
Better known as the Milky Way
The deathly decaying stench
Emanating behind the ozone door
Is waaaay too much to handle
Plus there is no Galactical authority
To report the murderous crimes to
Of the allegedly intelligent life here
Besides, the invisible authority
We did make up is contradictory
Unless drowning is excluded
As to that whole “Thou shalt not kill” theory
Guess it depends on what hat you are wearing
“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
“Because it’s murder by numbers, 1, 2, 3,
It’s as easy to learn as your ABC.
Murder by numbers, 1, 2, 3,
It’s as easy to learn as your A, B, C, D, E,……….”
The Police
Comes along every once in a while, where you want to use it any context just to hear it and relish it. Like Schadenfreude, not only is / was the definition mischievous, *(: enjoyment obtained from the troubles of others.) It sounded fun, especially when trying to repeat with a Germanic accent.
Here is my new favorite word.
Solipsism:
A theory holding that the self can know nothing but its own modification and that the self is the only existent thing.
*M-W.com
Cool, right? I don’t dare use it at work, a small group of coworkers, looked at me like I had four heads, when I used the word cognizant, instead of very aware. I’ll try it here.
Robin: Holy solipsism Batman!
Batman: What is it Robin?
Robin: I just read in the Gotham City Gazette, that a person who sells teapots and has a fifteen subscriber podcast, considers themselves, to be a social influencer. Could it be the Riddler with a riddle?
Batman: No, that is just a person with an inflated ego who wants to feel extra important, when they do not recognize their own intrinsic self worth for just being a miraculous bipedal earthling artist.
(Actually, did read that on FB, where a person in that circumstance, presented themselves as a social influencer.)
Even Jeffrey Dahmer who was world infamous, did not influence people to eat other people.
Perhaps the teapot Podcaster is a social influencer, I don’t know. Or perhaps I am just jealous, that I have all the social influence of farting in an empty elevator. Nobody is influenced, but me.
“Farting on the elevator is an interesting experience. Uh, if there are only two people on there, everybody knows…who farted.”
– George Carlin
Recently heard in an audio book that solipsism can not be disproven. Well, isn’t that just dandy.
How interesting, a word that was made up to describe something, approved by lexicographers, placed in a book with a definition and isn’t even known to provably exist.
Solipsism:
1871, coined from Latin solus “alone” (see sole (adj.)) + ipse “self.” The view or theory that self is the only object of real knowledge or the only thing that is real.
“The identification of one’s self with the Absolute is not generally intended, but the denial of there being really anybody else” [Century Dictionary].
– etymologyonline.com
That does turn a subjective perspective on its head, now doesn’t it. On one hand solipsism could make one very aware of their infinite responsibility of their own happiness.
Or do whatever they wanted to in a Godlike free for all, knowing at any moment they could change it.
Provable or not, solipsism is one word you could chase down the rabbit hole wondering if there was ever a hole or a rabbit word to chase after.
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
Or do I?
Here is a recent haiku previously posted for me to better understand the word solipsism.
“An Ego Haiku”
Solipsism swims
Deep in the abysmal pool
Of Narcissism
Gone are the myths and mystery
Of All Hallows Eve
Replaced with meaningless
Plastic garments and
Nauseating decor as a
Cornucopia of consumption
For no actual recognition
Of the dead spirits with
Opportunities to say goodbye
“Halloween’s origins trace back to the Celtic celebration of Samhain (pronounced “sou-when”) when the veil between the living and the dead was thought to be thinnest and souls passed between realms.
//
At Halloween, the souls of the dead are thought to walk among the living, the living put on costumes and become other people or things, treats are passed between people, fires are lighted and food is shared — all aspects of transformation.”
– worldhistory.org
Nope!!
Small malls temporarily set up to sell one day, maybe two day clothing. Not toward a ritual with any spiritual substance. Just the blackening of a businesses bottom line of arrogant disposable clothing.
Usually to send adolescents out on the cusp of darkness to stranger’s homes to seek sugary sweets that on any other day would be advised to stay away.
Which seems only to be a rudimentary step towards getting the young-uns to sit on a stranger’s lap. The living dead amongst us now, are what are better known as parents.
“Do you know the warm progress
Under the stars?
Do you know we exist?
Have you forgotten the keys
To the kingdom
Have you been borne yet
& are you alive?
Let’s reinvent the gods, all the myths
Of the ages
Celebrate symbols from deep elder forests”
“An American Prayer” (yeah, sure)
– The Doors
