I can accept what is
Such that the Cosmos
Dimensions and the mind
Are infinite in all
Directions and scope
.
While it is both cute
And useless to explain
Existence with a story
Such as the “Big Bang”
Or “In the beginning “
.
Everything “created”
Is created from what
Is already here just
Adapted from what was
Usually from thoughts
.
Perception and evolution
Needs desires and chaos
Antagonizing over the
Necessity of a protagonist
To keep all in balance
.
While the “stories” remain
The distractions continue
Placing fingers on theories
That are held together by
The indoctrination of beliefs
.
Substantiated by using fear
Images of intense heat more
Often than individual karma
Where the former is adjudicated
By an invisible man in the sky.
.
Who loves you but may have
You sent to be tortured if a
Vague set of metaphorical
Rules are not followed and
That only apply to you
.
The vehicle you occupy is
Only meant to get you from
Point A to no point at all
Because regardless you will
End near where you started
.
Maybe slightly more evolved
Understanding this dimension
With the insight you picked up
Along the way which always
Would be to first do no harm
.
“Just an observation, maybe I need different glasses.”
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– Angelo Devlin
The shallow platform
Of Facebook gives those
With a message to share
A microphone to broadcast
Their ego’s opinions
To an empty theater
Echoing again and again
The back wall returning
With reverberation which
Repeats the rhetoric
Perceived as adulation
Strengthening the loop
Inside the mirrored bubble
Floating above the pool of
Narcissism stirring nary a
Ripple that might wake-up
One from the depths of
Self absorption and conceit
Feeling an unnatural
Compulsion to change
Everyone’s belief but theirs
Is just the carrot date
To keep Americans
Asleep and dreaming
That one day very soon
They can escape the
Hell they have created
Regardless the cost
.
Anybody else check out
The billions of dollars*
Projected to be wasted
In colonizing near space
.
In the scheme of things
Mars is very closely near
.
A simple search engine
Search will reveal how far
Away that goal is reachable
.
One just has to scrutinize
The use of lofty language to
Recognize its forecast as
Formidable and false like
The cryogenic hibernation
Required for the length
To be traveled has not been
Tested much beyond theory
Let alone Iegal and liable
.
Meanwhile the boys
With the toys will play with
Their rockets at great expense
Polishing them to no avail
Save a load landing somewhere
Burning through resources
Chipping away the atmosphere
.
As society desperate to escape
Its dereliction of duties to
Serve each other wants to
Go away and start over till
Earth heals itself ** so the
Neo Martians can escape
Back to this planet when that
One suffers human ruin
.
*
“It’s just a ride. And we can change it anytime we want. It’s only a choice. No effort, no work, no job, no savings and money. A choice, right now, between fear and love. The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your doors, buy guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love, instead, see all of us as one.”
.
Here’s what we can do to change the world, right now, to a better ride. Take all that money that we spend on weapons and defenses each year and instead spend it feeding and clothing and educating the poor of the world, which it would many times over, not one human being excluded, and we could explore space, together, both inner and outer, forever, in peace.”
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– Bill Hicks
.
**
“The planet will be here for a long, long, long time after we’re gone and it will heal itself, it will cleanse itself ’cuz that’s what it does. It’s a self-correcting system. The air and the water will recover, the earth will be renewed
.
//
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I think we’re part of a greater wisdom than we’ll ever understand, a higher order, call it what you want. You know what I call it? The Big Electron.
The Big Electron. Woooohhhh, woooohhhh, woooohhhh. It doesn’t punish, it doesn’t reward, it doesn’t judge at all. It just is, and so are we, for a little while.”
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– George Carlin
Because
F#&%ing up
One planet
Is just not
Good enough
.
Going to Mars
Better known as
.
“Earth Attacks”
.
.
“NASA-Holes”
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And just to wind up this little group of complaints finally this is a group of social criminals. These people in the space program. Nassholes. I call them.
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In case you haven’t heard. The latest disaster for the rest of the universe is that the United States is going to go to Mars.
.
Okay, aw yeah. We’re going to go to Mars. And then of course. We’re going to colonize deep space with our microwave hot dogs plastic fake vomit and dog shit, cinnamon dental floss and lemon scented toilet paper and sneakers with lights in the heels and all these other impressive things we’ve done down here.
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Let me ask you this, let me ask you this. What are we going to tell the intergalactic council of ministers the first time one of our teenage mothers throws her newborn baby into a dumpster huh?
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How we going to explain that to the space people? How we going to let them know that our Ambassador was only late for the meeting because his breakfast was cold and he had to spend half an hour punching his wife around in the kitchen.
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What are they going to think when they find out – it’s just a local custom – that over 80 million women in the third world have had their clitorises forcibly removed in order to reduce their sexual pleasure so they won’t cheat on their husbands.
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Can’t you just sense how eager the rest of the universe is for us to show up? Can’t you see them out there?”
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– George Carlin
.
Not really a betting person
However I would be willing to bet
That if we (earthlings)
Got our house (earth) in order
Made sure all were housed
Fed and had clean drinking water
.
Our space sisters and brothers
Would swing by in their
Multi dimensional space bus and
Offer us tours of their worlds
.
To see how they live as
Beings of light without
Fear greed revenge hate
Racism religion xenophobia
Consumption distraction
Borders walls and cages
.
Wait…… If we did that
We wouldn’t have to go to Mars
.
“I wandered home through the silent streets
And fell into a fitful sleep
Escape to realms beyond the night
Dream can’t you show me the light?
I stand atop a spiral stair
An oracle confronts me there
He leads me on light years away
Through astral nights, galactic days
I see the works of gifted hands
That grace this strange and wondrous land
I see the hand of man arise
With hungry mind and open eyes
They left the planet long ago
The elder race still learn and grow
Their power grows with purpose strong
To claim the home where they belong
Home to tear the Temples down…
Home to change!”
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– RUSH “2112”
Alleged leaders
.
Now we can see first hand
How presidents can whip
Constituents and society
Into full frenzies towards
Attacking other countries
Under the guise of democracy
Though that is not their intention
Rather accessing and wielding
.
POWER
.
‘Member Reagan Bushies
Clinton and Obama
.
As long as they can get people
Rooting for “their” “home” team
Violence can be incited even
If they are on the “home team”
.
Blood is not only spilt it flows
At taxpayer’s expense
Performing post natal abortions
Wounding and disfiguring
Out of the womb fetuses
.
Over bogeyman portrayals
Subtle or significant with drips
Of perpetual annoying influence
Ending with a gush to rush
.
Attacking humans all because
They don’t look or sound like you or
Are simply wearing different hats*
.
Here’s an ugly dark mirror reflection
Looking back see how easy it was / is
To manipulate masses into violence
By the dehumanization of people
As less then or at least “non-American”
.
Using monikers like socialists and
Targeting others as “unpatriotic”
Can justify every expense and weapons
Used to kill and maim in power’s name
.
There is no us outside of us
We are the we we are attacking
Which inevitably is all for naught
.
Why
.
Because our corporate sponsors
Think it is a good economic chess
Move in the never ending game
Of consumption and disruption
Chaos greed violence poverty
Nationalism tribalism fear race
Gender sex wealth and distraction
.
Keeping many impotent and broke
Scared to realize their own divinity
.
I am no historian however
Am fairly certain that must
Have been the first time in
Perhaps a really long time
That mostly pink people
Were attacking mostly other
Pink people all because they
Were 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
**
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“Well when’s the last white people you can remember that we bombed? Can you remember the last white— can you remember ANY white people we’ve ever bombed?
.
The Germans, those are the only ones and that’s only because they were trying to cut in on our action. They wanted to dominate the world! BULLSHIT! THAT’S OUR FUCKING JOB! !”
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– George Carlin
.
Don’t think for a moment just because
We are under Joe’s watch anything will
Be different we are just catching our breath
.
Holy S#!+
.
The ink hadn’t even dried
On this digital diatribe and
Already Joe bombed Syria
.
“I have this feeling man, ’cause you know, it’s just a handful of people who run everything, you know … that’s true, it’s provable. It’s not … I’m not a fucking conspiracy nut, it’s provable.
.
A handful, a very small elite, run and own these corporations, which include the mainstream media.
.
“I have this feeling that whoever is elected president, like Clinton (Biden) was, no matter what you promise on the campaign trail – blah, blah, blah – when you win, you go into this smoke-filled room with the twelve industrialist capitalist scum-fucks who got you in there.
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And you’re in this smoky room, and this little film screen comes down … and a big guy with a cigar goes, “Roll the film.”
.
And it’s a shot of the Kennedy assassination from an angle you’ve never seen before … that looks suspiciously like it’s from the grassy knoll.
.
And then the screen goes up and the lights come up, and they go to the new president,
.
“Any questions?”
.
“Er, just what my agenda is.”
.
“First we bomb Baghdad.(Syria) ”
.
“You got it …”
.
– Bill Hicks
.
Forgetting that I can
I made it snow
All that it took was
Washing the car
.
………shit
What was the first question.
.
I have that on no good authority,
however it seems plausible.
.
So far removed
From our divine nature
We can not see
The forest through the trees
Eating our steady
Diet of distraction and
Crass consumption
.
Instead of craving
Consciousness
Only differentiating
Between right and wrong
Via an ethics committee
That does not retain the
Best interest of our soul
Merely the herd’s morality
.
As we say what we want
For ourselves yet make no
Steps to follow that path
Tis easier to want
Then to do as we feverishly
Tamp down where we’ve been
Looking at what we don’t have
.
“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
Not sure why this popped in my head
Then is being released from my brain
Through my fingers onto this screen
If it doesn’t make sense don’t blame me
.
But Jewel was right
.
A Boy Needs A Bike
.
For a moment thought
A boy needs parents
Perhaps, but only for so long
.
After all that is how you get here
Beyond that you are on your own
.
“A man needs a car and a boy needs a bike”
I got my first taste of freedom
Beneath the light of the moon
But if it were me I’d have the guts
To put to test those bolts and nuts
And I’d ride away so fast, so far
Ride away, so fast, so far”
.
– Jewel
.
That bike turned into a car
Which manifested into
A tractor trailer with
Eighteen to twenty-six wheels
.
Still savoring that taste of freedom
.
Writing this made me realize the one
Video game I conquered was
Atari’s “Night Driver”
Only to start over and play again
.
On to the next big thing
.
“Space Trucking”
.
– Deep Purple
.
“We had a lot of luck on Venus
We always had a ball on Mars
Meeting all the groovey people
We’ve rocked the Milky Way so far
We danced around with Borealice
We’re space truckin’ round the the stars
Come on, come on, come on let’s go Space trucking
Come on, come on, come on, Space trucking
Remember when we did the moonshot
And Pony Trekker led the way
We’d move to the Canaveral moonstop
And everynaut would dance and sway
We got music in our solar system
We’re space truckin’ round the stars
Come on, come on, come on let’s go Space trucking
Come on, come on, come on, Space trucking
The fireball that we rode was moving
But now we’ve got a new machine
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah the freaks said
Man those cats can really swing
They got music in their solar system
They’ve rocked around the Milky Way
They dance around the Borealice
They’re Space Truckin’ everyday
Come on, come on, come on let’s go Space trucking
Come on, come on, come on, Space trucking
Come on, come on, come on let’s go Space trucking
Come on, come on, come on, Space trucking
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Space trucking
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Space trucking
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Space trucking
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah”
.
Geez, for once, did not overexplain things
.
There are
“Flat Earther’s”
All over
The “Globe”
Looking at the world through a windshield. 