No cat, box, radiation, hammer
Poison, or geiger counter necessary
If you are awake, you are alive
If you are asleep, you are dead
Consider, when you are “sleeping”
Either in a fancy box, or a cardboard one
“You” are not “there” in the first place
Quite frankly, if no one is observing you
Your existence is impossible to prove
Could you prove otherwise, hmmm
Try saying I Am, while sleeping
“I am”… I said
To no one there
And no one heard at all
Not even the chair
“I am”… I cried
“I am”… said I
And I am lost and I can’t
Even say why
“I am”… I said
“I am”… I cried
“I am”… I said
– Neil Diamond
One’s existence boils down
To a heady thought experiment
While each moment
Blends into the next
Wave after wave
“I have special glasses
To see the contradiction
In everything.”
– Angelo Devlin
As the masses slam down
Their blood & oil cocktail
Like guzzling beer at
An endless frat keg party
The hangover of shame
Won’t be any better than it was
During the Bush administrations
Where we distracted our own
Conscious culpability of death
Of (get this) fellow human beings
Because some brown people
Have oil under their feet
Geologist and engineers be damned
We need to satiate our blood thirst
Quick look for some brown people *
Perhaps in Venezuela? Ooopsie
Kinda makes Don, a Mafia Don
But this time we will use drugs
As the distraction to occupy
The muddled mindless masses
The fool me twice theory of
Geopolitical bogeymen hiding
Nonexistent weapon of mass
Distraction would be to soon to use
That whole cry wolf fable thing
Therefore it behooves power to
Change things up a little bit
Instead of wolf, it uses the monkey
The monkey (drugs)
On our monkey’s (oil) back
So why not, “illegal” drugs, which
By the way, are not the problem
The desire to alter one’s reality
Of reality is the problem, the “legal”
Pharmaceutical Industrial Complex
Already knows this with incredibly
Gross, gross profanatory profits
If people understood and realized
Their divine presence as autonomous
Beings interconnected with infinity
Conscious of their subjective perspective
That, that is the drug they really seek
The one of their limited freewill
That could choose to be happy
And hopefully non-violent…….nah
Back to the Dinosaurs
How might the collective
Write over their previous
Deceptive indoctrination
That oil comes from dinosaurs
Just asking for 8 Billion friends
“The popular link between oil and dinosaurs began with Sinclair Oil’s marketing campaign starting in 1930, using the idea that oil came from the Mesozoic Era (the “Age of Dinosaurs”) for promotional purposes, despite the fact that oil actually comes from ancient marine microorganisms, not dinosaurs. Sinclair introduced the dinosaur mascot, Dino, at the 1933 World’s Fair, solidifying this misconception in the public’s mind.
Key Points:
• Marketing Origin: The direct association was a marketing tactic by Sinclair Oil, first used in 1930 to promote oil products from the Mesozoic Era.
• Mesozoic Era Connection: Many oil deposits formed during the Mesozoic Era (when dinosaurs lived), leading to the misconception that dinosaurs were the source.
• Scientific Reality: Oil actually forms from the remains of tiny marine plants, plankton, and bacteria that lived and died millions of years before dinosaurs, sinking to the ocean floor and being transformed by heat and pressure.
• Public Awareness: Sinclair’s dinosaur exhibit at the 1933 Chicago World’s Fair was so popular that the image of dinosaurs and oil became ingrained in popular culture.”
– AI
Quite crude, if you ask me..
How does one delete or rewrite
Nearly 100 years of bad data?
My understanding is that to date
Somewhere between 1 and 2 Trillion
Barrels of oil have been extracted from earth
42 to 84 Trillion gallons of oil…….Hmmmm
Further refined into trillions more gas & diesel
(My head hurts, you do the math)
That is a lot of dead fucking dinosaurs
Still the underlying narrative is
That oil, a replenished resource is
Always in incredibly short supply
Therefore (this is the tricky part)
People have to be killed over it
Since human beings can not
Turn their blind eye fast enough
The justification for murder
Gets buried in ill logic that no one
Is “directly” responsible, save for
Freely and willingly handing money to
The oil corporations and banks making
Gross profits off of a few lost lives
As the cost of doing business
*
“We can bomb the shit out of your country all right! Huh?
Especially if your country is full of brown people; oh we like that don’t we? That’s our hobby! That’s our new job in the world: bombing brown people. Iraq, Panama, Grenada, Libya, you got some brown people in your country, tell them to watch the fuck out or we’ll goddamn bomb them!”
– George Carlin
Sorry Venezuela, it was bound to be your turn eventually.
“I write to expunge the darkness
So that someday
Light may shine through”
– Angelo Devlin
“Bombs Over Baghdad (Venezuela)
Vampires drinking
Blood and oil cocktails
Their violence works
it hardly ever fails
When blind man can’t see
He believes blind
Blind obedience is
The child of mindless minds
New world order
Is an old world lie
Fighting for peace,
See how they die
Dragging in God,
As they turn violent
God says nothing,
He just remains silent
Stop madmen from
Running loose
Mother earth woman
Can’t take the abuse
Living right now is
Living for tomorrow
Time is saying
There’s no more time tomorrow”
– John Trudell
Everyone is carrying some of
Everybody else’s burden
Making metaphorical socialism
The new norm by which
The collective is weakened
Unscalable emotional weight
Determined by puffy projections
Feeding narcissistic egos
Believing “their” help is best
Yet, the forgotten lesson of
The caterpillar transforming
Into a beautiful butterfly is an
Unintentional murder-suicide
Albeit with the best intentions
One might stumble across a
Chrysalis with a creature inside
Struggling to make it outside
The unknowing ego thinks
That it can perhaps help
So it pries open the cocoon
Partly because on the ego level
He or she hates their own struggles
Only to have the butterfly weakened
To an unfulfilled shorter life
That is the murder part
The suicide part is by “helping”
It brings on an internal demise
Knowing that their alleged help
Did more harm than good
All of the mental regrets
Plus, woulda, shoulda, coulda’s
Will not change the outcomes
Of a misdirected unconscious
Desire in wishing to receive
The help allegedly administered
Free, but imprisoned by all the
Woulda, shoulda, coulda’s
It is a catch-22 for sure
If someone is too proud or
Doesn’t know to ask for help
Is one helping by helping
Or carrying a burden
That burdens everyone
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
Of one’s own reality
Prepare to manifest
In infinite directions
At one’s willful intent
All based on a thought
Actions transformed
From a divine desire
Or a dark one, I guess
Into observable
Subjective perceptions
Putting the onus on
One’s self to either
Go with the flow
Or try (ha ha ha) to
Manipulate an outcome
Sounds easy enough
Until one realizes
All that is going on in
Each billionth of a second
Like the heart pumping
60 – 100 beats per minute
1 – 1.67 beats per second
Lungs expanding or
Contracting every 5 seconds
As the brain never sleeps
All while deciding what
To have for breakfast or
Make a complete stop at a
Stop sign in an intersection
Though nothing ever
“Actually,” stops
Molecules are zipping around
Constantly and consciously ??
Did a routine take over
Or are you in control of
Each microsecond
Have presence in the present
Though it, too, is now “gone”
Where did it go?
It was just here
I think this differed from
The original trajectory
Because methinks
I went with the flow
Was this the “best” outcome
I do not know with certainty
However, it is safe to assume
That in an adjacent dimension
Or vibration on a string there
Could be a better or worse version
“All of that
Which has reality
Has no basis
In reality”
– Angelo Devlin
Of an infinite universe
I do not understand
The illusory need for
A beginning or an end
Via God or Science *
Take in every experience of
Birth, death, taxes, sleep,
Breakfast, lunch, dinner,
Failure, success, a house,
A boat, a car, a mansion,
A cardboard box, hat & shoes
Kindness, evil, anger, rage,
Peace, music, silence, words,
Rape, assault, forgiveness,
Differences, similarities, blood,
Oxygen, doctors and coroners,
Family, siblings, animals, drugs,
Alcohol, caffeine, consumption,
Midwives and grave diggers,
Rain, snow, tornadoes, hurricanes,
War, peace, lotteries, prisons,
Jesus, Buddha, Mohammed,
Yahweh, Confucisius, Allah
Atheists and conspiracy theorists,
Flat earthers, globalists, worms,
Bacteria, non-existent time, poop,
Obesity, bulimia, diets and scales,
Thoughts and prayers, hope, dreams,
Depression, anxiety, serenity, etc..
*
The contradictory evidence is in
Either of their own published works
For Science
The Big Bang Theory is a “THEORY”
You know
“Theory” : an unproved assumption”
– m-w.com
That is not very “Science” like.
Likewise
“Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters.”
Genesis 1 2
Water……. is already there.
“Why water works as a metaphor for consciousness
1. Formless yet present
Water has no fixed shape; it takes the shape of whatever contains it. Likewise, consciousness doesn’t have a fixed form—it appears as thoughts, emotions, sensations, memories, or silence depending on what arises. Consciousness contains experience without being identical to any single experience.”
– AI
“Let’s just think about this for a minute,”
– Bill Hicks
“Consciousness contains experience without being identical to any single experience.”
Fascinating, absolutely infinitely fascinating.
More printed “evidence”
“In the beginning, the Word already existed.
The Word was with God, and the Word was God.”
John 1:1
“Let’s just think about this for a minute,”
– Bill Hicks
“The Word already existed.”
It is my dead horse, I’ll beat it if I want to.
(No animals were harmed in the writing of this post.)
The fun part is knowing that one has
Infinity to discover what consciousness is
Then, after that, another infinity to realize
All of the infinite experiences to have
Within each subsequent infinities
To make mistakes
To recover or not
Hint: You will recover….. or not
Every infinite infinitesimal moment is
There to be experienced once or
An infinite number of times
Birth, death, birth, death, wealth, poverty,
Depression, anxiety, hope, fear, hate, love,
Tyrannies, Democracies, alleged Democracy,
Socialism, monarchies, anarchies, dystopias
Parenting, adolescence, suicide, counseling,
Tears, laughter, joy, carnivorism, veganism,
Beer, marijuana, cocaine, heroine, coffee,
Starvation, obesity, murder, victim of murder,
Follow orders, defy orders, give orders,
Complain about orders, rearrange orders,
Sing, dance, create, make music, make love,
Make war, cake, cookies, your bed, up shit,
Deny reality, embrace reality, ignore reality,
Experience slick roads, desert heat, loneliness
Sleep deprivation, media manipulation, TV,
Books, radio, theater, movies, plays, trivialities,
Morality, karma, reason, ignorance, doubt,
Confidence, arrogance, narcissism, humility, etc..
All because you are a part of an
Infinite universe in infinity
Have fun. Enjoy each experience
Bucket lists be damned
There is, and there is no bucket
The infinite revolving choice becomes
Will each moment be experienced
In love, peace, laughter, and truth…… or fear?
I’ll end this with this…..
“OH NO! IT NEVER ENDS,
NO, IT NEVER ENDS”
– Sam Kinison
Deep in the recess
Of your brilliant
Divine conscious
Magnificent mind
Are universal truths
Superseding beliefs
Knowing what you know
But ignore anyway
That you are, in fact
A part of a whole
Rather, the whole whole
No separation between
You and your enemies
You and your friends
You and all the Gods
The space between your
Eyeballs and this screen
The space between you
And the never-ending
End of infinite infinity
Some call it Source
Others say it is God
Matters not its moniker
I understand it as Word
“The Word already existed.
The Word was with God,
And the Word was God.”
John 1:1
“Nothing” exists with Word
Everything exists because of
Word and any and all words
That’s how powerful Word is
From the molecules that
Make up water or a tree
Are the same ones
Found in you and me
One just has to observe them
In order to experience reality
How you decipher the context
From all of the content is how much
You exercise your limited free will
All from universal truths
Found in a compartment
“I never wish to be right,
Only to be understood,
If you have questioned
Your beliefs. Then maybe,
I have done some good.”
– Angelo Devlin
Observers and recordings
Fact checkers and BS detectors
Along with transcripts
Date and time stamped
Of my chaotic conversations
With copious notes taken
By outside third parties
Regarding the setting, tone
Volume and room temperature
Who was there
Listening or participating
How did they perceive it
Would they be able to
Communicate it back clearly
In an unbiased way
So that it might later be
Deciphered what points I made
Compared to what was intended
Did it go over their head
Or under their radar
Was that a genuine laugh or a
Well disguised courtesy chuckle
Whose feelings were hurt, also
Other unintended consequences
That I might re-regurgitate the
Dialog next time to make it better
More thoughtful, rehearsing every
Nice nuance until I get it right
What could have gone missing
When I was barely listening
Was it the critical clue
Making the difference
Of understanding you
“Reality can not be
Properly checked
In an echo chamber.”
– Angelo Devlin
As a fun house of mirrors
Navigating my way
Down empty hallways
Towards double reflections
With me behind me and
Also, in front of me
Recognizing that everything
Reflects internally for what
Is experienced externally
Quantum mechanics teaches me
That which is not observed
Does not exist
Until then, it is all just waves
Since, in my best perception of
Not having a victimhood mentality
I don’t see or experience tragedies
Merely events that happen, causing
Responses that occur in lieu of
Reacting like I have no control
Which requires one or the other of
Intentional and unintentional detachment
Unintentional from learned behavior
Intentional via self-preservation
Both, near instantaneously
Conscious and unconscious decisions
An observed tree is just a tree unless
I perceive to “be” that tree, whereas I
Can picture myself as that tree with
Deep roots, absorbing nutrients from
My surroundings to grow each year
Provide strength, comfort, and shade
Or simultaneously be the sun and sky
To provide heat, light, and rain that
Allows the tree to grow in the first place
Conditions that manifest the holistic
Approach that all, All is One absolutely
Or perhaps this is just therapy for a solipsist
“Strong Enough To Bend”
There’s a tree out in the back yard
That never has been broken by the wind
And the reason it’s still standin’
It was strong enough to bend
For years we have stayed together
As lovers and as friends
What we have will last forever
If we’re strong enough to bend
When you say somethin’ that you can’t take back
A big wind blows and you hear a little crack
When you say “Hey, well, I might be wrong”
You can sway with the wind till the storm is gone
(Sway with the wind till the storm is gone)
Like a tree
(Like a tree)
Out in the back yard
That never has been broken by the wind
Our love
(Our love)
Will last forever
If we’re strong enough to bend
(Yeah)
When you start thinkin’ that you know it all
A big wind blows and a branch will fall
When you say “Hey, this job takes two”
We can sway with the wind till the skies turn blue
(Sway with the wind till the skies turn blue)
Like the tree
(Like the tree)
Out in the back yard
That never has been broken by the wind
Our love
(Our love)
Will last forever
If we’re strong enough to bend
Our love
(Our love)
Will last forever
If we’re strong enough to bend
“All of that
Which has reality
Has no basis
In reality”
– Angelo Devlin
Is an ominous euphemism
For “It may snow.”
Winter – cold
Weather – snow
Advisory – warning
Beware of snow
Aaaggh
Which is when I usually hear
The beaten dead horse cliches
Zipping around like molecules
“Drive safe”, or “be safe” or
The worst one. “Have a “safe” trip”
That are so worn out
Like bald tires, I say…
Nope, I am going to drive
With reckless abandon
If nothing else, then try
To keep them alert of
Their rhetorical redundancy
Safe is one of those safe words
One can say, when they don’t know
What the fuck else to say
If anyone put in the slightest effort
To wish someone well on a departure
They would leave them with
Have an exciting adventure or
Hope that while you are on the way
To your destination that you get
Closer to your soul and discover your self
In the process of going to Cleveland
Or over that snowy mountain pass
“The point of the journey
Is not to arrive”
“The point of departure
Is not to return”
From Rush’s
“Prime Mover”
Even though every trip
May seem to others
Like redundant work
In a five hundred mile factory
While sitting in an air ride chair
With few bathroom breaks
Each and every one
Is entirely different
From who you speak with
If you can get a quick laugh
Or share a common complaint
To what you listen to on
The new nightly adventure
Music, heavy metal, classical,
Jazz, pop, grunge, standards,
Latin, classic rock, country
Or my new favorite ………….
Nothing at all, save for my thoughts
News, fake, favorite or focused
Audio books, or old time radio
Or just a good song
From Rush’s
“Prime Mover”
“Basic elemental
Instinct to survive
Stirs the higher passions
Thrill to be alive
Alternating currents
In a tidewater surge
Rational resistance
To an unwise urge
Anything can happen…
From the point of conception
To the moment of truth
At the point of surrender
To the burden of proof
From the point of ignition
To the final drive
The point of the journey
Is not to arrive
Anything can happen…
Basic temperamental
Filters on our eyes
Alter our perceptions
Lenses polarize
Alternating currents
Force a show of hands
Rational responses
Force a change of plans
Anything can happen…
From a point on the compass
To magnetic north
The point of the needle
Moving back and forth
From the point of entry
Until the candle is burned
The point of departure
Is not to return
Anything can happen…
I set the wheels in motion
Turn up all the machines
Activate the programs
And run behind the scene
I set the clouds in motion
Turn up light and sound
Activate the window
And watch the world go ’round
From the point of conception
To the moment of truth
At the point of surrender
To the burden of proof
From the point of ignition
To the final drive
The point of a journey
Is not to arrive
Anything can happen…”
As I try to comprehend
Each and every given moment
In any or all experiences as
A strand in the thread bare fabric
Of the Space-time continuum
Reveals itself for me to pull it
That I, too, may become one
With all of infinite infinity
As in a hand of man to hand of God
I’m never quite able to connect
But then another moment
Comes along near instantaneously
Grabbing my fickle fragile focus
To allow the seamstress of
Insanity to sew up the loose end
I’m looking meticulously for the next one
In a Sisyphean boulder, push up the hill
It will be as long-lasting as the last one
Still, the search continues with all of the hope that
Charlie Brown has for Lucy not to move the ball
Knowing infinitely, he will land on his back….again
It’s best that I chalk it up to experience and move on
Looking at the world through a windshield. 