Brought to you by the state
In order to justify murder by
Eliminating bipedal earthlings
It deems undesirable though it
Tells the public it can not
Arbitrarily decide for themselves
Who they can “eliminate” / “murder”
Even if the “deceased” was a “target”
If it includes more than one person
It is considered a “mass shooting”
When government employees do it
It is considered “collateral damage”
Either which usually involve small children
If they mistakenly shoot their own
It is the result of “friendly fire” ….ooopsie
Bang bang “I’m awfully sorry” – George Carlin
Murder amongst brothers in a country
Killing each other over a concept uses
An extreme euphemism “civil” war
If for whatever reason a civilian kills
Their spouse it is a “crime of passion”
When the government kills a specific person
It “terminates with extreme prejudice”
If a doctor is murdered by a fetus fanatic
They are considered a “right to lifer”
“Ever wonder why we’re #ucked up as a species?”
– Bill Hicks
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
To the point of knowing
Everything is connected
Time does not exist and
Death is an illusion
Still, deeply indoctrinated myths
Overwhelm our simple psyche
Making it collectively impossible
To erase the imbedded mythology
Destroying, our combined evolution
Your mission folks, should you choose
To accept it, is ridiculous and silly.
However, it is fun to play with.
Take yourself back
To the alleged beginning
Where God is making stuff up
Literally out of nothing
“In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters.”
Genesis 1 1-2
Oh wait, there was water, methinks that book has been edited and revised way to much.
Put yourself in the position of the “creator” since your ancestors were supposedly made in “his” image and likeness.
Think of this as a cosmological genealogy search. On an ancestral level, one can only go so far, usually because the early records were lost, in a big flood. A really big flood.
Ignoring the contradictory passage that states……
“Then God said, “Let us make human beings in our image.”
Genesis 1 26
Oopsie, did God have a mouse in his pocket?
Excuse me, am ever distracted searching for the “truth” in this book, which is why am unable to make it much past Genesis without my head hurting. Maybe if I can beat this dead horse a little more, I can move on.
Back to the premise that you have all of this infinite power and magical abilities to make the universe, the way you would.
Would you remake it the same way?
Omniscience would seem to come from learning and remembering. Knowing what you know now. How would you create the universe?
Would you be so detached from your creations, that if they didn’t behave to your liking, having made them yourself, you could genocidally murder them by drowning all, including unicorns.
Except for the drunkard shipbuilder, his family and a few animals. (Key to living, drink more wine.)
If so, why the #uck would you do that?
It is one thing to be a frustrated artist and burn some canvas, because you spilled paint in the wrong spot, ruining your projected image. It is still highly unlikely you would burn the studio down. Or seek out paint manufacturers and destroy them, because they made the paint in the first place, that ruined your painting.
How is that for a communicative metaphor?
I get aggravated with my ability to communicate, however, am not cutting out my tongue, removing my fingers or chopping off my head. After all, once self awareness kicked in, am I not my own creation?
The impossible mission is to look around and realize, although this story was made up to control a simple, yet uncontrollable species. It lingers on in the base of the early mammalian brain stem, hindering our ability to evolve as brilliant sparks of the divine. Having to carry this deeply indoctrinated baggage.
Knowing that, where do we begin? Now?
Perhaps, realize that all is all, what is, is.
Though whatever (love to materialism) only lasts a moment, it also is infinitely everlasting, merely changes shape, in the perceived mind, either individual or collective.
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
Or a special divining rod to seek out water in the deep, beginning all over again, so that “next” “time”, I will not need any glasses.
Just by listening to
Terrence McKenna’s
Book
“Food Of The God’s”
Flowing like a river of consciousness
Using words I don’t know but understand
Off course, still look them up anyway
With words in context that have new meaning
Having never imbibed any hallucinogens
The vivid descriptions, tell tale images
Of altered states of awareness are not
Enough yet to start experimenting for
Me, myself, I, my job, family, house and car
Even though knowing possession of the
Fore-mentioned job, family, house and car
Are temporary illusions impossible to own
Still deserve the respect of infinite value
Primarily the family that takes care of me
With all my quirky idiosyncrasies or is that
Idiot out of sync with social surroundings
For example Terrence describes words
Not so much to define reality but rather
That words are indeed reality them selves
Correlating with my long held perception*
*(belief, a word attached to made-up beliefs
Perception, therefore being more accurate)
“In the beginning the Word already existed. The Word was with God, and the Word was God.”
John 1:1
Wowwy, look at me using Bible verses finding
About the only “truth” to be found in that book
Nevermind, that is just my perception / belief
Back to the book, making the use of words
The most powerful hallucinogens of all time
Noting that “time” only exists…….because….
There’s a word for it, now you are tripping, huh
Here’s another mind bending word
Snowflake
While we may think it is made up of
Frozen water vapor falling from the sky
It is made up of the words to describe
Frozen – very cold – not hot – brrrrr
Water – h20 – hydrogen plus two oxygen
Vapor – the mist of water – see above
Falling – one word for gravity
Gravity like time only a perceived reality
Because there are words for them
Sky – the atmosphere above the earth
Earth – the space ship we are riding on
Etcetera etcetera etcetera……. etcetera
Matters not even what “language” is used
Any word in any languages make up reality
In the mind of a spark of the divine
Geez, am only about a quarter of the way
Through the audio book, here is to hoping
I will not overdose on……………..words
If there were any other way to communicate this awareness, you would/could be looking at a blank screen. Thankfully there are words.
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
Will the glasses change the observation or
The observation change the glasses?????
Thanks for “tripping” with me.
“Do not try and bend the spoon, that’s impossible. Instead, only try to realize the truth… there is no spoon. Then you’ll see that it is not the spoon that bends, it is only yourself.”
– The Matrix
Born out of near nothing
Save frozen water vapor
In pure crystalline form
Falling with grace
Carried by the wind
Landing safely after a
Journey from heaven
Reflecting all the colors
All at once emanating
From the nearest star
Or closest round rock
Brightening my mind
Any hour day or night
Of symbolistic strength
Flags, guns and crosses
Waved, depicted and stuck
As vinyl stickers on trucks
Reveal weaknesses
Concealed in shame
Of lost Individuality
Grazing as weak sheep
On a barren field since
The shepherd abandoned
A following flock that was
Never his to begin with
Distracted with the promise
Of a better field if only they
Could have made him
Their simpleton shepherd
Good for him they didn’t
He had no field for them
Still, like a lazer beam
To a rambunctious cat
They will paw and claw
At the nothingness of
Permanent distraction
Clinging to their fake
Symbols of strength
Flags, guns and crosses
Waved, depicted and stuck
As vinyl stickers on trucks
“I consider them to be symbols and I leave symbols to the symbol minded.”
– George Carlin
O 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: English Hymnal]
I would be a lot more amenable
To the personification of
A God force if it was not
Always referenced as a he
Him, father, lord, his, etc.
For a variety of reasons
First up, there is no balance
Look around see for yourself
By that bogus notion of power
Half of everything is excluded
Which is not at all how
The universe operates
For example w/o stretching
In electricity or plumbing
To connect things to work
Requires both male and female
Plugs and plug-ins
Pipes and fittings
If either of either are missing
The systems will not work
Or carpentry……. just ask
Jesus’s step dad Joseph
About tonge-and-groove
Mortise and tenon
Dovetail and box joints
Necessary to build homes
Plus home furnishings
One without the other and
It all falls apart quickly
Like a house of cards
A divine Parriarchy would work
“The combining form parri- is the gender independent equivalent to matri- and patri-, //
So you could use the term parriarchy if you want a strict parallel with patriarchy and matriarchy.
One difficulty is that parriarchy is not in wide circulation.”
– english.stackexchange.com
The only reason I stumbled across it It was because I was looking for a linguistic way to communicate with clarity.
It is clear, but it doesn’t jump off the post, screaming to the unconscious with five alarm bells blaring it is time to wake up, or fall off our ever leaning comatose comfortable couch, ready to flip over and crush us.
Better yet would be egalitarianism.
Meaning
: a belief in human equality especially with
Respect to social, political and economic
Affairs. (Key word being Respect)
– M-W.com
Which even sounds cool and sophisticated
Without being pompous, elitist or exclusionary
Like..In the beginning, an egalitarian bestowed upon their creation a planet in the Goldilocks zone. To evolve at their own pace achieving each a peaceful loving divinity.
Think of where we might be, if we followed that fake story instead of the other fake story, full of manipulation control and senseless death, if you believed in the wrong God.
Where an invisible malignant magic mad man (allegedly omniscient) “created” infinity after floating aimlessly around in the abysmal void of nothingness. (Yeah, that’s plausible.)
Apparently, after resting, he lost all his magic powers out of his short abracadabra stick. Then he had to resort to surgery in crude conditions with no tools or hospital bed. To fix what he forgot in just the first week of existence.
Whereas, all the other fish, fowl, fauna, forestry and flowers each got their set of reproductive goodies.
That must be why men are always forgetting stuff, they were made in his “likeness”.
“To my mind, that is what’s known as being stunningly–and embarrassingly–full of shit.”
– George Carlin
The only guidance to these precious and special creatures was……
“You must not eat from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, for when you eat from it you will certainly die”
– Genesis 2:17
Forgetting (once again) that the punishment will be the the genocidal muder by drowning of nearly all of their offspring. Including innocent children and pregnant women that some must have been carrying fetuses.
(Usual side note… See, God isn’t against abortion, he performed them himself, en masse.)
Ooopsie. Save, saving some drunk obedient divine ass kissing ship builder and family. Along with all the other animals who weren’t even involved. The fish would still be okay.
Secondly
The characterization of God as a he
Is crammed into the collective’s unconscious
As a white male Santa Clause caricature type
Which is hardly even a percentile fraction
Of the whole colorful whole and technically
White is not even representative……Pink is
(Even the whitest albino biped is still pink)
That is because “Pink-power” immediately
Sounds as if it has no power. Think about it.
Pink supremacists simply falls flat.
Why is that?
Because not that long ago the collective somehow assigned specific colors to gender. For it is easier to compartmentalize nonsense into routine, neither for survival nor evolution, merely taught as trivia for distraction.
Perhaps that is why we are in the
Pre-apocalyptic conditions we are in is
Because the God pronouns are one-sided
Therefore out of balance
God as a man merely exemplifies
The peter principle of a supreme being rising to a level of incompetence and staying there.
“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.”
– George Carlin
No one is looking to remove and replace
An invisible farce with the opposite gender
That would still keep things off balance
Thirdly
Whether an APAKALOBCOL (All Powerful All Knowing All Loving Omniscient Being Creator Of Life) is male, female or even a they, the personification into an entity outside one’s self abdicates responsibility. It was God’s will.
“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
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
Thanks for reading and reaching this far. I am unfortunately quite sure that my grammar and punctuation follow zero guidelines in my dismal ability to communicate something.
Besides driving professionally about the only thing I am good at, is beating and repeat beating of a dead dead horse to somehow make it deader, in the vaguest of thin hopes, along will come another observer to maybe maaaaaybeeeee catch the flimsy point I was trying to make. To which you might be amenable.
Thanks.
It is my vague understanding, (been sidestepping the typical onslaught of information presented as “news”, so I may use my feet to dance with my partner, while the music is still playing) that a chocolate covered candy dyed in green, whose marketing character (cgi pixles, put to screen and paper) is being “de-sexualized”. In order to be more inclusive.
Along with the other “characters” used to represent a milk chocolate covered candy, which has nothing to do with sex anyway. Not that I know of. Must have something to do wih the melt in your mouth, not in your hand part. Inquiring minds, could give a rat’s ass.
More inclusive, being euphemistic language for more sales, making the acronym mean more & more.
Candy coating everything but feces, such as milk chocolate, carmel, peanuts, peanut butter, pretzels, dark chocolate, mint flavored chocolate, white chocolate indifferent sizes, in different packaging.
Occupying useless shelf space in the race for profits. The only winnable space race, consumption. Stirring the sleeping sheep to get a free bump in advertising their product, after disrupting the grazers of their nutritionless feed, with focused distractions.
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
Ones that do not
See so clearly.
– Angelo Devlin
“It’s not easy being green.”
Kermit the frog
“Green” is a tool
More accurately………A marketing tool
To ease the consumer’s un-conscious
That it is being environmentally friendly
In the purchases it makes under the
Guise of being healthy for the planet
When it is still an extraction of resources
Coming from….you guessed it…..earth
See how easily, earthlings are distracted
Led, manipulated, coerced into consumption
By the use of the middle color in the rainbow
ROY G BIV (in case you are double checking)
Which even the stickers, paint, ink, trees
(Those billboards don’t just appear as if
Magically on their own) used to identify
The products as being green came from
The resources extracted from the planet
Well, that is not very “green” now is that??
How “green” could anything be if it is
Dug up or cut in one place then moved
By the burning of toxic flammable liquids
Pumped from earth into machines going
To another place, made into something
Requiring packaging from other places
Loaded up to a distribution place before
Being distributed to smaller places then
Redistributed to stores then to houses
To be used so briefly it is then loaded
Into a bin to be picked up and moved
To a smelly place gathering everybody’s
“Green” stuff to be covered by brown stuff
Reverse filtering rain into dirty ground water
“O, Beautiful,
For smoggy skies
Insecticided grains
For strip-mined mountains, majesty
Above the asphalt plains.
America, America,
Man sheds his waste on thee
And hides the pines
With billboard signs
From sea to oily sea!”
– George Carlin
Greta Thunberg can rant all she wants
Until the collective can gracefully
Consciously and compassionately reduce
The population, all efforts are for naught
“You don’t have the baby
You get a lot of extra money
And, good for the environment
I know in Norway
You are all about the environment
You have a lot of stringent
Rules and regulations about recycling
Yeah! How many babies can you have?
As many as you want?
Then all the other shit…is pointless.”
– Doug Stanhope
Housing costs, fuel costs, food costs all would go down. The air we breath would be cleaner, etcetera etcetera, you get the picture.
“Besides, environmentalists don’t give a shit about the planet. They don’t care about the planet; not in the abstract they don’t. You know what they’re interested in?
A clean place to live; their own habitat. They’re worried that someday in the future, they might be personally inconvenienced. Narrow, unenlightened self-interest doesn’t impress me.”
– George Carlin
Perhaps things are not so green…..because
“We Work The Black Seam” together
“This place has changed for good
Your economic theory said it would
It’s hard for us to understand
We can’t give up our jobs the way we should
Our blood has stained the coal
We tunneled deep inside the nation’s soul
We matter more than pounds and pence
Your economic theory makes no sense
One day in a nuclear age
They may understand our rage
They build machines that they can’t control
And bury the waste in a great big hole
Power was to become cheap and clean
Grimy faces were never seen
Deadly for twelve thousand years
Is carbon fourteen
We work the black seam together
We work the black seam together
The seam lies underground
Three million years of pressure
Packed it down
We walk through ancient forest lands
And light a thousand cities with our hands
Your dark satanic mills
Have made redundant all our mining skills
You can’t exchange a six inch band
For all the poisoned streams in Cumberland
One day in a nuclear age
They may understand our rage
They build machines that they can’t control
And bury the waste in a great big hole
Power was to become cheap and clean
Grimy faces were never seen
Deadly for twelve thousand years
Is carbon fourteen
We work the black seam together
We work the black seam together
And should the children weep
The turning world will sing their souls to sleep
When you have sunk without a trace
The universe will suck me into place
One day in a nuclear age
They may understand our rage
They build machines that they can’t control
And bury the waste in a great big hole
Power was to become cheap and clean
Grimy faces were never seen
Deadly for twelve thousand years
Is carbon fourteen
We work the black seam together
We work the black seam together
We work the black seam together
We work the black seam together:
– Sting
Adding a green leaf or the outline of one
To every product will never be big enough to
Cover our sins of destroying our only home
Though it makes us feel warm and fuzzy
Simmering in the pot of complacency
While we crank up the heat on us frogs
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
Forgive
All
Maddening
Indiscretions
Like
Your’
Self’s
It is time
To fix the
Sign
When the
Portable DOT
Reader board is
Malfunctioning
Instead of
Spelling out
DRIVE
SAFELY
BUCKLE UP
It reads
D I E
SAFELY
FUCK UP
Just to be fair, the first part I actually saw. The second part is made up to make it funnier. Still though……Fix the sign. Or…..
Explain what it means to D I E SAFELY
Otherwise it is a
Sign
That no one is
Paying attention
To any
Signs
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
“Sign, sign
Everywhere a sign
Blockin’ out the scenery
Breakin’ my mind
Do this, don’t do that
Can’t you read the sign?”
– Five Man Electrical Band
Looking at the world through a windshield. 