Because it is written
Somehow substantiates it
Whatever ” it ” is
Either to believe it
Or to disbelieve it
But rarely question it
Whether it is printed
On paper or under pane
Fascinating that those words
Are just as weightless as
Words heard through
The atmosphere carry
So much weight otherwise
The transformation to socialism
Is occurring under 45’s watch now
While the distraction is focused
On forecasts of what the next
Administration may or may not do
People paid gov’t asst not to work
Violence and unrest in the streets
Stirring protests by those sent in
To incite them and ignite them
Of a proletariat and bourgeois ilk
Impatiently waiting to play with
Stocked up piles of ammunition
That they thought were to be used
Against an oppressive government
Now being used against each other
Triggered by spurious slogans as
Your life matters my life matters
Meanwhile proving no life matters
(Man them sonsofbitches are clever)
Have the populace do the dirty work
Instead of by the jack booted thugs
Projected as the totalitarian state
Always ready to take their guns away
I’m surprised that guns are not being
Doled out to those not wanting them
Just so the state can be entertained
In a pseudo reality show played out
On mass manipulation morose media
Driven to dizzying distractions by
Don’s divisiveness of dastardly deeds
Perhaps since he couldn’t build
A wall at the neighbors expense
He would try to make things here
So bad everyone would return home
Remember these situations are
Being perpetuated on 45’s watch
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“Just an observation, maybe I need different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
Looking back now
Had the choice been
A third term
For the last dude
Our current situation
Might have had
Some leadership
Actually tackling
Difficult dilemmas
Instead of using
Different distractions
.
Could have at least
Been lead to believe
We are in this together
44 was not perfect
By any means at all
*
He did take a bad
Economy to a better one
Provided health care
As a right not a privilege
Was inclusive not
Divisive and distracting
.
We were well on our way
To crossing the racial divide
Instead we have descended
Down the evolutionary bell curve
.
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Like the previous 10 or so
Who objectively could
All be viewed as
War criminals
Against humanity
For when nonviolence
Was an option
As a solution
All opted out
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You never heard of Jesus
Maintaining a standing army
So he could implement
People being kind
To other people
Forcing them to forgive
At gunpoint
.
Of course though
Jesus didn’t have
Multinational corporations
Backing him up through
The military industrial complex
Dictating who where and when
Which people were expendable
To enhance the bottom line
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“War Pigs”
Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerer of death’s construction
In the fields the bodies burning
As the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to Mankind
Poisoning their brainwashed minds…
Oh Lord yeah!
Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor
Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait ’till their judgment day comes, yeah!
Now in darkness, world stops turning
Ashes where the bodies burning
No more war pigs have the power
Hand of God has struck the hour
Day of Judgment, God is calling
On their knees the war pigs crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings…
Oh Lord, yeah!
“Black Sabbath”
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A real genuine leader would
Find peaceful solutions
Because most wars are
Usually fought over
Trivial shit in the first place
Religion, race, resources
The first two can be dismissed
As we are all bipedal earthling
Artists born of Gaia consciousness
The third would be discovering ways
To share Gaia’s resources as
Everything belongs to everyone
Everywhere already all ways
Not just the greed #&@% pigs
Who have figured out ways to
Steal hoard control distribute
Maximizing profits for ego
And personal gain
At a car lot
That read
H U G E
C A R
S A L E
I call bullshit
All those cars
Were about the
Same size as
All of the
Other cars
On the road
I am as full of myself
As an ocean sponge
Yet I know my ideas
Can hold no water
They just leak out
Of my sunken vessel
(There’s arrogance for you)
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Everything’s perfect
To alter it would be to
Make it more perfect
America is like a child
Walking down a toy aisle
With a broke parent
Suggesting the most
Compelling toys
Can be theirs
If they just follow him
Down the aisle
You can have a wall toy
To play with and keep
Out imaginary enemies
A tax break etch a sketch
So you can turn it
Upside down erasing
What was created
Using left and right knobs
Or malignant monopoly
Where everyone runs
Around an endless loop
Paying banks or the tax man
Wherever the random
Roll of the dice lands them
Either in wealth or jail
Only to get to the
End of the aisle
With nothing to see
In the empty cart
Some children hoping
That if they go down
Another aisle for
Four more years
There’ll be more
Great toys to play with
Say maybe operation
Without batteries so
You can win regardless
How much damage
Is done to the patient
Either way, by time you
Reach the end of the long aisle
There won’t be a cart left
To put any toys in anyway
Paranoia brews dark
In perceived isolation
Steeped long in hot fear
Gathering gloom from
Last pages of old book
Every time is an end time
Except when it is not by
Moving the goal post
Adapting metaphors to
Present day problems
As concrete concoctions
Are literally impossible
Plus weren’t even transcribed
In the language used today
So is it quite possible
The truth was lost in
The translation to a
Language that didn’t even
Exist until about 600 BCE
What if a person had to learn
Aramaic Greek and Hebrew
To actually “know” the “truth”
Would they try to learn them
Or is it much easier to accept
The language that they
Perceive to understand
Some written revelation
That is so widely open to
Vague interpretation
Close enough to entice by
Myths innuendo and God
Distance never to be closed
It can be used today or
A century ago and still
Be seen as relevant
In time at the time
Specifics be dammed
“But these lunatics always go
“Well, ’cause it says in the Bible…”
Ok, stop, hang on.
I’m glad you like a book. I really am. At this point I’m glad that anybody’s reading anything. And I’m not even putting down the Bible.
Give it a read. The Bible is terrific! It’s got monsters and adventures, and, hey, if you like torture porn, check out the Old Testament! Oh man! Any Saw fans out there? Wooo! Get the Old Testament!”
– Patton Oswalt
It has come to my attention that a few of my fb friends (let’s call them at best, acquaintances), besides blasting their malignant methane memes.(farting out someone else’s opinion) Usually found on right-wing, conspiracy central, pro-45 websites.
They have moved on to the equivalent of parading around carrying a sandwich board sign, that states the “END IS NEAR…. REPENT”
Allegedly grown adults, happily married, with full time jobs, who as you have interacted with them, seem relatively reasonable.
Have taken over a digital street corner, shouting to anyone who is willing to listen. The dangers of not modifying one’s behavior to adapt to written words in an oversold book.
One that has been translated, modified, reduced, rewritten, revised, and for what?
Want to know when the world ends?
When the sun explodes……..
Until then have a good time.
“Take care of yourself and take care of somebody else.”
– George Carlin
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Besides…
“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 defences 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
There are no “right” reasons
Only selfish ones as there
Are no reasons whatsoever
Only perceptions that serve
The only moment at the time
For the next moment may
Render the right as wrong
Depending on one’s viewing
From the next moment on
Feeding the cliche that
Everything happens for
A reason
It doesn’t
We are living in a
Chaotic as #$@& universe
There is no reason for it
It just is
Beautiful or ugly
Creative or destructive
Empty or full
Hint (it is more empty)
But because we use words
Instead of our best instincts
External information
Over internal knowing
Aka our head over our heart
Which alone would give reason
To trust ourselves instead of
Government and religion
Mass media and advertisements
Dysfunctional laws and parents
None of which are shining
Examples of healthy behavior
Following the do what I say
Or at least cleverly innuendo
And not what I do mantra
Which are done for all
Of the wrong reasons
Always start anew
From this moment to the next
It is all you have
Looking at the world through a windshield. 