Not a spelling error or typo
Merely a play on words….well sorta
This may be difficult to explain
Knowing my innate inability to
Communicate with the world
Been finding myself in situations where
My prevalent motif is / has been anger
Frustrated by my surroundings of what
Appears to be general incompetence
(Not that I am very competent myself,
Which is more accurately the real problem)
A word trigger is popping in my head
To snap me out of it…… sometimes
The word is
Atmosphere
: a surrounding influence or environment
M-W.com
Instantly taking me out of my
Ego driven narcissism race car
Become aware of the pit crew around me
(As long as I’m using the race car analogy)
People waiting anxiously for something
Usually at a “convenience” store where many
Have long been trying to alter the meaning
Including the etymology of “convenience”
To something that means an opportunity to
Drone on about previous and future weekends
As a social obligation to exchange niceties
Regardless of the growing line of people
Who stopped by for something convenient
Shit…..
Even before the pandemic it was bad
Let alone speaking between two masks
While trying to sidestep swinging plexiglass
Because you can’t hear or even read lips
This is where the word atmosphere steps in
Easing the frustration by becoming aware
Of what is happening all around and the
Pressure that can either build or dissipate
Barometric as it were, to use weather words
Also, taking the temperature of the room
Is it jovial and cheerful or PF exhausted
Lately it has been plum #ucking exhausted
Either way my atmosphere seems to change
After all, where do I have to be… so important
That I am not already molecularly already
Just need to get my head out of the clouds
Besides the word atmosphere
Circumstantially presenting itself
I can draw it up on my own to be aware
Of my surroundings and circumstances
Now if I were only one of those
Self-help gurus I could write a book around
The word atmosphere
Record a companion audio lecture
Go on tour collecting millions
By facing my own demons
Thereby helping others
Why else would they be called
Self-Help gurus
But instead I am giving it away
In this short blog blurb
Because if it is anything like the weather
Give it five minutes and it will change
As to whether or not I can utilize the word
Atmosphere to dissipate my useless anger
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Shines brighter
Nary a water
Droplet in sight
Too f’n cold
Minus ten below
Born instead of
Frozen crystals
Holding me
Securely in its
Spectral prism
Gladly trading
Pots of gold for
Its visual splendor
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Where this should have stopped
So turn away now….while you can
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Even though it was morning
It never “dawned” on me before
It was almost too late that I could
Pull over and take a picture so the
Above barely captures the essence
Here is some useless behind the scene
Glimpses to show mostly me that posts
Like this don’t always just splay on the page
As a random mixture of letters and words
That emit unconsciously from my fingertips
Spectral prism started out as colorful prism
Hmmm, okay but too simple
I know…. try spectrum
Yeah that ties in with prism
Makes me think of the Pink Floyd album
“Dark Side Of The Moon”
Not quite flowing yet
Spectral enters my head
Better check to see
If that is a defined word
Yup, cool even better
Thanks M-W.com
Means both ghostly and made by a spectrum
Just what I was looking for
Besides appreciating the Foggy Rainbow
Now, will my tiny but encouraging audience
Get the prism play on words as prison
Of course they will and thank you for reading
So the line
‘Stead of my
Gray mind prison
After Spectral prism
Was removed
Besides it darkened a bright poem
Then…..some Doors lyrics surfaced
In my head
Da da da…mmmm
Let me sleep all night in your soul kitchen
Womenen of mine, something something
Better look it up.
“Let me sleep all night
In your soul kitchen
Warm my mind near
Your gentle stove”
– The Doors
Where to though?????
Under Spectral prism
That did not seem to fit either
So I dropped it down here
Will use it somewhere else
Oh wait…….. I just did / will
C’mon
“Warm my mind near
Your gentle stove”
That is as brilliant as the light
Shining through the
Foggy Rainbow
“Just an observation.
Which needed no glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
Only different by a different pronoun
What if we
(not me and the mouse in my pocket)
But rather societies as a whole/whole
Developed the awareness
Even as just a contemplation
That God was/is a……….She*
We will move quickly to a “They” later
For now, this is just to balance perceptions
After all, there are more holes
In that holy story than the whole
Of stories with holes in them
Curbing my curiosity of reading further
On the implausible impossibility that that
Book conveys or represents anything in
The vaguest parameters of being a truth
Used more as an underhanded theatrical prop
In a make believe world that if you put the
Right hand on it and raise the left hand
One will automatically tell…..only truths
OR ELSE!! your testicles or hair will fall off
(Nevermind…..nothing will happen) Shit!!
“They fuckin’ made it up, folks, it’s make-believe! It’s make-believe………
The more important question is…What is the big deal about swearing to God in the first place. Why does swearing to God mean you’re going to tell the truth?
Wouldn’t affect me. If they said to me, do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help you God?
I’d say yeah, I’ll tell you about as much truth as the people who wrote that #ucking bible.
How do you like that?”
– George Carlin
Once you can or may accept the premise
That everything that is has always been, it
Merely changes shape, heat and light
The idea that an invisible man created it all
Falls off the truck on the way to the landfill
However since the collective seems to be
Stuck with a notion there was a creator
With absolutely no proof, except for a book
Written and read mostly by men. Hmmmm
Logic would state God is female* since they
Have the organism to use raw materials to
Miraculously create, out of almost nothing
Something that appeared not to be in the
First place…..A divine slight of womb
* s(he), fe(male) and wo(man)
(The Gilead type forced language of being
Of-men since there is no alternative, except
For broad, which is too politically incorrect)
Genesis 21-22
[21] “So the LORD God caused a deep sleep to fall upon the man, and while he slept took one of his ribs and closed up its place with flesh; [22] and the rib which the LORD God had taken from the man he made into a woman and brought her to the man. … she shall be called Woman, because she was taken out of Man.”
WHY ??
Holy Hocus-pocus. Talk about forgetful or
Self-hatred manifesting into misogyny
Does anyone think a Goddess, once “she”
Created the cosmos of harmonic balance
Would have made every plant and animal
With reproductive orifices and appendages
Pistils and stamens and leave just one out
To perform rib surgery on the bipedal being
In order to subjugate the male as an of-broad
(I throw myself at the mercy of the politically
Correct police for my own ignorance and
Inability to find a word to describe or infer
To the opposite / corresponding sex being
With internal uteri and external vulva of men)
(Even Goddess has that of-men lingo which
Has been indoctrinated into the subconscious
For eons that God is a man and not an energy)
To immediately throw creation out of balance
Omniscient is a title that does not come easily
In other words you don’t forget the small stuff
Certainly not to the point of destroying one’s
Creation, all because they had no guidance
Only punishment brought about by trickery
You can eat from every tree in the garden
But………….this one……….ooopsie
Genesis 16-17
And the Lord God commanded the man, “You are free to eat from any tree in the garden;(A) 17 but you must not eat from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil,(B) for when you eat from it you will certainly die.”(C)
NIV or ABSV (any bs version)
Because if you do, you will become aware
Sounds like the Matrix red/blue pill dilemma
“You take the blue pill, the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland, and I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.”
– Morpheus
I think Mother Earth Goddess made me to
Want to know how deep the rabbit hole goes.
Either way, you will still “die”..or change shape
The punishment being capital for disobeying
Vague rules, hypocritical and obtuse
Basically, waterboarding non-terrorists
Without questions before painfully drowning
In what twisted reality is that the loving
Behavior of an all powerful non sadistic deity?
On a lighter note…….if God is/was a she
Man would be allowed to eat from the tree
………then be told what he did “wrong” later.
Is any of this resonating how ridiculous of
A notion it is that there is an invisible man
Or invisible woman* controlling anything?
Now that the scales have been balanced
This is where the “they” part could come in
Right before it all gets tossed out anyway
Even a non binary deity is too much trouble
For it predisposes the notion a being
Outside of one’s self as judge and jury
Besides acting as a sadistic puppet master
Picture Santa Claus in drag if you will, with a
Little too much of each & not enough of either
Let me see….. I think I will let that person die
In a plane crash…but not those two…F’n Prick!
Dismissing it out of reason……as God’s will
Tugging and slacking strings for amusement
Like making a sport team win a game
Even though not enough prayed for a win
Stupid shit like that, or the deadlier version
“Military cemeteries around the world are packed with brainwashed dead soldiers who were convinced God was on their side.
America prays for God to destroy our enemies. Our enemies pray for God to destroy us.
Somebody’s gonna be disappointed! Somebody’s wasting their time!
Could it be.. everyone?”
– George Carlin
Does anyone else think that if an APAKALOBCOL
(All Powerful All Knowing All Loving Omniscient Being Creator Of Life)
Could scatter round rocks and fireballs
Around the firmament for amusement
For their creation experiment “They”
Would have made a video recording device
To document the miracle without
Impeding everybody’s freewill
Also a universal calendar to track time
From beginning to the alleged end
One that makes sense through the cosmos
Not a heliocentric one that only applies
On the third rock from the closet star
When there are billions of other stars
Making the word “years” irrelevant elsewhere
Would seem to be easier than teaching
A burning bush to sing or parting a sea
For a quick watery helpful genocide
To help save God’s people when
Theoretically all people are God’s people
Unless “chosen” is a euphemism for those
Sucking up to the APAKALOBCOL by telling
“They” they promise to behave….next time
Because NOW, they understand their errors
“Just an observation.
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
As if this was not already long enough
Will close it out with more George Carlin
“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 do not 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, in any decently-run universe, this guy would’ve 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 there is a God, 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 would explain a lot of these bad results.”
George Carlin
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E v e r y……. S i n g l e
F u c k i n g……… T i m e
I hear the phrase book burning
In a modern day context
From all of the parents who
Chose not to have an abortion
Now stuck with an out of
Womb growing fetus they are
Supposed to be responsible for
Instead of guiding and nurturing
Loving and developing the
Innately God enabled spirit
Their subtle scorching scream
Is to try and mandate the state
To do the parenting job for them by
After all it was society and the state
That made sure their consumer fodder
Was available to the next generation of
Corporations cashing in on consumption
By removing books about sexuality
Since heaven knows their parents
Never taught them about their bodies or
Highlighted reproductive functions
Corrupt shitty city counselors calling
It poe-naw-grah-fee (Bill Hicks reference)
Suggesting books be banned from schools
Not to worry though, with the education
System in this country no one will be
Reading the “to be banned” books anyway
The students will be packing them
Underneath their clothing as bullet
Proofing material in advance of the
Next unscheduled school shooting
Hedging society’s bet that after
165 months after conception is
Awfully late to test parenting skills
You know what is truly pornographic
Watching horrible parents spend more
Time worrying about what their
Unwanted young-guns might learn
About their fellow human’s struggle
Such as blanket blind racial hatred
Oppression, genocide and slavery
In school but nary lift a finger to legislate
Against weapons of mass destruction
So they might be around to absorb info
Enlightenment and understanding not okay
Risking bullet wounds in blood baths okay
What is next? Wordless picture pamphlets
To depict the next likely school shooter
After being bullied and ignored by fellow
Classmates and parents who had no chance
To understand their differences
Now dead, along with classmates
With a follow-up pictograph, not to grieve or
Prevent the senseless violence but rather
How to search for exits and dodge bullets
I used my whole head full of steam
On this dark rant. Hope you enjoyed.
Compiling random rants in some vague order
Closing it up with relevant Carlin commentary
“But there’s a reason. There’s a reason. There’s a reason for this, there’s a reason education SUCKS, and it’s the same reason it will never, ever, EVER be fixed.
It’s never going to get any better, don’t look for it, be happy with what you’ve got.
Because the owners, the owners of this country don’t want that. I’m talking about the real owners now, the BIG owners! The Wealthy… the REAL owners! The big wealthy business interests that control things and make all the important decisions.
Forget the politicians. They are irrelevant. The politicians are put there to give you the idea that you have freedom of choice. You don’t. You have no choice! You have OWNERS! They OWN YOU. They own everything. They own all the important land. They own and control the corporations. They’ve long since bought, and paid for the Senate, the Congress, the state houses, the city halls, they got the judges in their back pockets and they own all the big media companies, so they control just about all of the news and information you get to hear. They got you by the balls.
They spend billions of dollars every year lobbying, lobbying, to get what they want. Well, we know what they want. They want more for themselves and less for everybody else, but I’ll tell you what they don’t want:
They don’t want a population of citizens capable of critical thinking. They don’t want well informed, well educated people capable of critical thinking. They’re not interested in that. That doesn’t help them. Thats against their interests.
Thats right. They don’t want people who are smart enough to sit around a kitchen table and think about how badly they’re getting fucked by a system that threw them overboard 30 fucking years ago. They don’t want that!
You know what they want? They want obedient workers. Obedient workers, people who are just smart enough to run the machines and do the paperwork. And just dumb enough to passively accept all these increasingly shitty jobs with the lower pay, the longer hours, the reduced benefits, the end of overtime and vanishing pension that disappears the minute you go to collect it, and now they’re coming for your Social Security money. They want your retirement money. They want it back so they can give it to their criminal friends on Wall Street, and you know something? They’ll get it. They’ll get it all from you sooner or later cause they own this fucking place! It’s a big club, and you ain’t in it! You, and I, are not in the big club.
By the way, it’s the same big club they use to beat you over the head with all day long when they tell you what to believe. All day long beating you over the head with their media telling you what to believe, what to think and what to buy. The table has tilted folks. The game is rigged and nobody seems to notice. Nobody seems to care! Good honest hard-working people; white collar, blue collar it doesn’t matter what color shirt you have on. Good honest hard-working people continue, these are people of modest means, continue to elect these rich cock suckers who don’t give a fuck about you….they don’t give a fuck about you… they don’t give a FUCK about you.
They don’t care about you at all… at all… AT ALL. And nobody seems to notice. Nobody seems to care. Thats what the owners count on. The fact that Americans will probably remain willfully ignorant of the big red, white and blue dick thats being jammed up their assholes everyday, because the owners of this country know the truth.
It’s called the American Dream, because you have to be asleep to believe it.”
– George Carlin
If an advertisement compels
You to buy something because
It is on sale and you’ll save money
Simply by buying it, however it is
Not something you really needed
Or wanted in the first place……
You have not saved any money
All of the temporary good feelings
Will not return when you throw it out
Lest of course you are making room
To go out and buy more stuff, because
Stuff is on sale and…you’ll save money
Besides everything is always on sale
“Marked” “down” to increase sales
I observed someone purchasing
A small can of oxygen for $ 12.99
Doubtful it was for medical reasons
More likely because it was there
Reduced from $14.99 to $ 12.99
Seems like a modern day “Pet Rock”
Yoo Hoo McFly
You are breathing oxygen
How long before bathroom tissue
Gets renamed as coloring paper
So the price can be raised
To be discounted and
More can be sold
Because who doesn’t need more
Coloring paper that can quickly be
Flushed away…….
“Just an observation
Maybe I need
Different glasses”
Angelo Devlin
The declaration
I will be walking around
In my underwear
Has a different ring to it
Its sound does reverberate
An unintentional tanka
Finally something short my fingers
Did not feel compelled to drag on and on and
On and on and on and on and on………
The snowflake coalesces
Atmospheric water vapor
Pure in its unique form
Frozen in a moment
Gravity brings it down
Headlong towards earth
Striking the windshield
Like bugs in summertime
Look at the damage caused
Wiped away like a sad tear
Coldly and quickly
Mourning its death
Sun warms the remains
Rising from saline puddles
Starting all over again
The snowflake coalesces…..
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
“There’s time to live and time to die
When it’s time to meet the maker
There’s time to live but isn’t it strange
That as soon as you’re born you’re dying…
…and reborn again??”
– Iron Maiden
Where this should have stopped.
Which would be more poetic than
“The snowflake coalesces…..”
Yet, since I still have that license……
Some book and groups
Surrounding various fictions
Have the audacity to somehow
Try to convince people
There is a beginning
Therefore an end
When each moment
Is somewhere
In a cycle of
Being a moment
Within a moment
Methinks each moment
Therefore is there
To be garnered as
Precious before the
Next moment occurs
On that contemplation
Why the book why
The interpretations
Of Alpha and Omega
My guess is that way
Money and fear
Get involved
Salvation is sold
But only if you “believe”
Like temporary products
You must just have
When neither exist
Solidly or permanently
Any more than the
Frozen fragile snowflake
Melting into the
“Circle Of Life”
“From the day we arrive on the planet
And blinking, step into the sun
There’s more to see than can ever be seen
More to do than can ever be done
Some say, “Eat or be eaten.”
Some say, “Live and let live.”
But all are agreed
As they join the stampede
You should never take more than you give
In the circle of life
It’s the wheel of fortune
It’s the leap of faith
It’s the band of hope
‘Til we find our place
On the path unwinding
In the circle, the circle of life
Some of us fall by the wayside
And some of us soar to the stars
And some of us sail through our troubles
And some have to live with the scars
There’s far too much to take in here
More to find than can ever be found
But the sun rolling high
Through the sapphire sky
Keeps great and small on the endless round
In the circle of life
It’s the wheel of fortune
It’s the leap of faith
It’s the band of hope
‘Til we find our place
On the path unwinding, yeah
In the circle, the circle of life
It’s the wheel of fortune, yeah
It’s the leap of faith
It’s the band of hope
‘Til we find our place
On the path unwinding, yeah
In the circle, the circle of life
On the path unwinding, yeah
In the circle, the circle of life”
– Elton John
Is there no topic too ridiculous
To draw words out of my head
Through my moving fingers?
A better title might have been
“Hands”
Just in case you are wondering
Where this silly post generated
I found myself listening to
Pete Seger on my I Pod
First song up
“He’s Got The Whole World In His Hands”
Mostly redundant but
Peppy and catchy therefore
Easy to infiltrate the mind
That an entity outside of one’s self
Is responsible for everything
Supposedly in caring control
“He’s got the whole world in His hands
He’s got the whole wide world in His hands
He’s got the whole world in His hands
He’s got the whole world in His hands
He’s got the little bitty baby in His hands
He’s got the little bitty baby in His hands
He’s got the little bitty baby in His hands
He’s got the whole world in His hands
He’s got the whole world in His hands
He’s got the whole wide world in His hands
He’s got the whole world in His hands
He’s got the whole world in His hands
He’s got you and me brother in His hands
He’s got you and me sister in His hands
He’s got you and me brother in His hands
He’s got the whole world in His hands
He’s got the whole world in His hands
He’s got the whole wide world in His hands
He’s got the whole world in His hands
He’s got the whole world in His hands
He’s got everybody here in His hands
He’s got everybody here in His hands
He’s got everybody here in His hands
He’s got the whole world in His hands
He’s got the whole world in His hands
He’s got the whole wide world in His hands
He’s got the whole world in His hands
He’s got the whole world in His hands”
While I can not lay claim
To being uber responsible myself
I have a tendency to put things
In context of responsibility so that
I am not a victim of external forces
By building in bogus excuses
Casting blame on God’s will
Poor decisions and circumstances
Religion is loaded with that notion
That an entity outside of one’s self
Is responsible for everything
“He’s got the whole world in His hands”
How comforting…………Yeah….sure
But what if instead
Everyone learned that song as….
I have got the whole world in my hands
I have got the little bitty baby in my hands
I have got the whole world in my hands
I have got you and me brother in my hands
I have got you and me sister in my hands
I have got the whole world in my hands
Even though generally one can only
Be responsible for themselves
It would, umm might make some think
How connected to the errors of all
People’s behavior they really are
If indeed from the perspective that
You or me, myself and I
Had/have the whole world in my/our hands
For one, you would probably
Not have any enemies, after all you
Would have the whole world in your hands
What are you going to do…. drop them
So you could point at some of them to
Declare you don’t like them
Why would you do that?
“They” are in “your” hands
Simply because they do not look like you
Or act like you but mostly because
Society has indoctrinated people
Into accepting that the differences
Are nature’s way of separating us
That, and for a small few, capitalize
On being greed pig puppet masters
Pulling strings banking on distractions
“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!”
– George Carlin
Otherwise the accepted reality
Would be to look out for each other
Ourselves, instead of an invisible
Absent derelict alleged father figure
Who has nothing in his hands
When it could be the collective’s awareness
That the whole world is in our
“Hands”
Even defined in a dictionary ….
To show our
: personal possession
By our
: forelimb segment
As a
: as a grasping organ
Instead of
: an indicator or pointer
If we can only get it to occur in our
“Mind”
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses. “
“Angelo Devlin”
How many more derivatives
Of the stars and stripes
Can be made before it
Dawns on the alterers
It is just empty symbolism
In the first place
Till each person each has
Their own personal flag…?
Red white blue stars stripes
Altered officially 27 times
Current version 62 years old
Decaying and degrading
As unofficial versions
Crop up on their own to
Represent the unrepresented
Black and gray with blue stripe
Representing ??? The bruises
Of spouses of police officers??
Some stickered to rear windows
Of pretend “monster” trucks
Indicating they are torn and worn
Ummm torn and worn flags are
“Supposed” to be collected and
Burned ceremoniously by the VFW
Where is that bonfire ?
“I got to tell you folks I don’t get all choked up about yellow ribbons and the American flags. I consider them, I consider them to be symbols and I leave symbols to the symbol minded.”
– George Carlin
Enjoy the degradation
While it lasts
Until individuals
Realize that they
Are individuals
On a spinning sphere
Connected not to
An altering cloth rather
A Gaia consciousness
That needs no flag
“In the 18th century, flags were not revered as they are today. The flag had not yet become a symbol of liberty or patriotism; it was more frequently regarded as a military tool like a tent or a uniform.”
historicphiladelphia.org/betsy-ross-house/flag/
What do you know?
It is a “tool”
Used not to unite
But to divide
By those who
Like to keep the
Masses distracted
From their divinity
“Torn flag”
– Pete Seegar
At midnight in a flaming angry town
I saw my country’s flag
lying torn upon the ground.
I ran in and dodged
among the crowd,
And scooped it up,
and scampered out to safety.
And then I took
this striped old piece of cloth
And tried my best
to wash the garbage off.
But I found it had been used
to wrapping lies.
It smelled and stank
and attracted all the flies.
While I was feverishly at my task,
I heard a husky voice that seemed to ask:
“Do you think you could change
me just a bit?
Betsy Ross did her best,
But she made a few mistakes.
My blue is good, the color of the sky.
The stars are good for ideals,
Oh, so high.
Seven stripes of red are strong
To meet all danger;
But those white stripes: they,
They need some changing.
I need also some stripes
of deep, rich brown,
And some of tan and black,
then all around
A border of God’s gracious green
would look good there.
Maybe you should slant the stripes,
then I’d not be so square.”
I woke and said, “What a ridiculous story.
Don’t let anybody say I suggested tampering with Old Glory.”
But tonight it’s near midnight, and in another flaming town
Once again I hear my country’s flag lies torn upon the ground.”
“In order for there to be a mirror of the world, it is necessary that the world have a form.”
William
“The Name Of The Rose”
Umberto Eco
I am sorry to
The mirror
That sees
My reflection
Of self loathing
Either behind
The glass or
The projection
Of and onto another
Human being
That catches
The black shadows
Emanating from
My dark and
Damaged soul
“All puffed up with vanity
We see what we want to see
To the beautiful and the wise
The mirror always lies
//
Girls and boys together
See what it is we lack
Boys and girls together
Let’s paint the mirror black”
Paint it black
– Rush
“I’m starting with the man in the mirror
I’m asking him to change his ways
And no message could’ve been any clearer
If they wanna make the world a better place
Take a look at (my)self and then make a change”
– Michael Jackson
“I write to exculpate the darkness so
That someday light may shine through”
Looking at the world through a windshield. 