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
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
.
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
