When is a hoax
Not a hoax?
When it is not
A hoax
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A hoax would require
Willing participants
To knowingly engage
In acts of subterfuge
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Victims are manifesting
Their own victim hood
As a means of justifying
Their own ignorance
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The only hoax that
Has been perpetrated
On the people is that
45 is a leader
When you have
Nothing to say
Say nothing
Words can seduce you
Words can reduce you
Words can lift you
Words can shift you
Words are there to remind
Words best used to be kind
The boundlessness of words
And their meanings fascinate
The very idea of of using
A combination of oval
Curved flat and straight lines
On screens or paper
To transfer thoughts from
Assumably one’s brain
Into a form of communication
Is miraculous and proof of God
Not categorized words in a book
Written removed and revised
Rather words in and of themselves
Always existing only changing
Shape form and definitions
Oral written expessed infinitely
Strange source to prove my theory
John 1:1
In the beginning the Word already existed.
The Word was with God, and the Word was God.
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Which still makes God by definition
Infinitely open to interpretation
One that casts the most doubt
Is an old white man on a cloud
Which is a really strange perspective
As even that is hardly seductive
Still it’s what people want to believe
For me it’s words that give relief
Humility is understanding
One is a replaceable cog
Rotating a replaceable pinion
On a replaceable gear
Turning a replaceable wheel
Inside a replaceable housing
In a replaceable machine
In the house
Nobody lived at
Merely those
That functioned
In their roles
Mom dad
Brother sister
Occasional dog
All but one that
Mysteriously
Disappeared
Built fresh in a
New neighborhood
Not quite gated
Rather….. pompous
Friends scarce
Nowhere to be found
Stay home
Build character
Clean fold dust
Make beds
Vacuum rake
No……..
Not the leaves
The shag carpet
And for God’s sake
Put things back
Where they belong
Whatever you do
Keep occupied
“Busy” doing stuff
Eat everything on
Your plate even if
You are full or
Don’t even like it
Should I go on or
Save the rest for
My autobiography
As this came about
From the contemplation
If I could “live” there now
Would I ………….hmmmm
Although it is built and
Designed very well
It is only a house
Not a home….like
Where I live now
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“Just an observation, maybe I need different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
I changed my mind
I want the blue pill
I think maybe I should
Perhaps not I don’t know
The rabbit hole just leads
To another rabbit hole
Only holes no rabbits
Yes, I am seriously considering it
I see all of the other matrix patrons
So happy in their miserable lives
Knowing that they are on
The right side of wrong
But still they have a side
I can already picture myself sitting
In a comfortable bean bag chair
Believing what I’m told and read
That there are good and bad people
That good people go to heaven
And bad people go to hell
Knowing neither exist except In
Some delusional indoctrination of
Mass hypnosis passively perpetrated
Generation after generation because
The “known” is sooooo comfortable
It is much easier to deal with when
Compartmentalized in to either
Black or white, male or female
Rich or poor, laws or anarchy
Democracy or communism
Carnivores or vegans
That there are no in-betweens
Knowing I too can be
Miserable in my happiness
Wait…………..nevermind …………
I just saw a rascally rabbit. I must go
Itself into thinking
It knows what it knows
When it only knows
What it has been
Programmed to know
Pavlovianly trained
To react to stimulus
The way it is expected
To its reptilian origins
Fight or flight to survive
Eat or be eaten to live
When will it be free
To know so much more
When inner and outer
Space is open to explore
Instead of sealing its doom
By its desire to consume
Defending The Indefensible
Is Offensive To The Unoffended
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I am not offended
I am amazed and amused
By the sheer amount of people
Still clinging to celebrity
Who will decry fake news
Yet attach to fake leadership
Blame media for misinformation
Still accept the “leaders” lies *
Unreleased taxes & crowd size
Grabbing the thing between thighs
Using a vocabulary so minimal
Even that seems criminal
Said he’d never play golf **
Playing 275 times seems a bit off
If an economic train is moving then
When it is time to switch conductors
You are responsible once taking over
Conductor 44 didn’t blame the 43rd
For how poorly it was running just
Simply delegated to make it run
Losers blame winners lead
Or perhaps it is like a relay race
If the hand off goes smoothly
Then you stumble half way
Around the track it is not the fault
Of the runner who passed the baton
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*
As of May 29, his 1,226th day in office, Trump had made 19,127 false or misleading claims, according to the Fact Checker’s database that analyzes, categorizes and tracks every suspect statement he has uttered. That’s almost 16 claims a day over the course of his presidency. So far this year, he’s averaging just over 22 claims a day, similar to the pace he set in 2019.
– “Washington Post”
**
“Mr. Trump has reportedly been on the grounds of his golf courses or played golf elsewhere 275 times since becoming President, and that’s as of July 11, 2020.”
– thegolfnewsnet.com
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Defending the indefensible by casting blame for similar indiscretions is ignoring the fact that two wrongs don’t make a right. Children do that because it immediately switches the focus.
Not To Worry
There is no pardon
From Karma
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I beg your pardon. Wait scratch that.
I think……..I’ll leverage my pardon.
Roger Stone said of Trump, “He knows I was under enormous pressure to turn on him.
It would have eased my situation considerably. But I didn’t,” according to a tweet by *Fineman.
* Howard Fineman
“I screamed aloud to the old man
I said don’t lie, don’t say you don’t know
I say you’ll pay for this mischief
In this world or the next
Oh and then he fixed me with a freezing glance
And the hell fires raged in his eyes
He said you wanna know the truth son?
Lord, I’ll tell you the truth
Your soul’s gonna burn in a lake of fire”
“Can I Play With Madness?”
– Iron Maiden
The height of
One’s moral
High ground
Pointing out
Perhaps
Rightfully so
That a shoe co
Pays celebrities
Countless of
Millions of dollars
For “endorsements”
While the
Assemblers
Make pennies
So you decide to
Make a stand
By farting in public
AKA fb “post”
To declare you
Will “never” buy
That “brand” ever
Ever till you “forget”
And buy a pair because
They are on “sale”
Or they are what
A nephew really wants
You’ve “stood up”
For nothing for
You’d be better off
Using those sneakers
To run to your nearest
Congress or senate person
Beg and plead with them
To stop taking
Your hard earned money
In the form of taxes
That goes directly to
The military industrial complex
On to corporations that goes to
Making weapons of mass of
Either large or small destruction
You know bombs or bullets
That get used to murder
People circumstantially
Walking and living
Over a cheap resource
That’s “there” and not “here”
Plus teaches teenagers to
Operate the death toys
That kill and mame
With democracy to blame
Giving people the delusion
They are free to protest
People selling shoes
For millions while
Paying people
Pennies to produce
Looking at the world through a windshield. 