Today, or ‘in todays’, the internet and the various outlets and forums, to include WordPress, use there ‘power’ to censor and control content.

Facebook is well known for what side of the social order they side with.  So too WordPress and every other online site dealing with, well, dealing with everything.

Currently, thugs and  rabble rousers are clinging to the topic of police brutality and racism. Admirable on its face but as with everything humans seek to control, just another power play.

My position and opinion on such a topic is obvious. Not much more need be said as to what my thoughts are regarding those who seek power over others. But,  an observation:\

The statues of those historical people being toppled in the name of ‘progress’ presents an obvious view of how those historical people were important in the time they lived. While not perfect then, so too are the protestors today who are not perfect.

One large and very obvious fact is that many of those historical figures such as Jefferson, Lincoln, Washington… they worshiped God. They prayed. They honored.

So, seeing the many rioters and advocates of what is going on today… Does anyone think they even believe in God? Or, for that matter, do they honor or obey anything or anyone other than themselves?

It they don’t, their actions speak volumes on where their hearts lay. If they do. If they are sincere in their faith in God, then show me one of them who will admit it.

or in real language… Google is shit. So too, Facebook. So too, any organization that stifles opinion and freedom of speech.

Fuck Google

Fuck Facebook

Fuck Twitter

Fuck em all.

As for BLM? Applaud those who advocate life, civility, debate, freedom… For the bulk who cower behind the color of their skin with the intention of power over others? Fuck them.

And for bullies of any sort… FUCK them times ten billion.

talk of dynamite and rosy reds running the rivers

seems like only yesterday there took interest in a contagion

leading glimmering cups of latte and rant to prick the senses

of course

i say, blow it all away

light the fuse while sitting

dreaming of a better way.

Fuck.

They, (they being all of humanity), should just chill and fuck themselves stupid. Men should stick their pride and joy into anything causing friction. Women should rub and insert whatever causes friction. Men fucking men. Women fucking women. Women fucking men and women. Men fucking women and men. Everyone of those who claim title of human should fuck anything they want… Trees, goats, cows, barb wire…

Why?

That’s easy. Humans should stick with fucking because they are incapable of doing anything else. Most worthless species ever, well, except for aardvarks.

I hate humans, and just saying that is wonderful. All. ALL humans are sickening. Aardvarks though… I wonder, do you think they like to fuck?

“Dude. Chill. There is nothing you can do about humans. They have what is coming so take comfort in that.”

For sure parasite.  Now, go fuck yourself.

“Okay.”

i-n side

i-ndividual

i-dentity

i-solation from a world at hand while on the other side a world comforts

i am

thankful

learning i do not belong.

For me, the word, ‘it’s hard’, conjure instantly the thoughts of sex, but also of life. Ironic two words can be actual and a metaphor at the same time.

Today’s moments make it hard to believe in, have faith in, trust in, or anything pertaining to positive regarding humans.

Futility is another word with so many meanings. Hope. Ambition. Desire. These words go well with words such as, struggle, perspire, attempt. Futility is also a word that reminds me of the Borg collective on a show called, Star Trek.

History of this planets dominant species is a long one. Much of the history known. Most though, will remain a mystery.

I wonder. Would humanity benefit with knowing its total history? Or would it be the same results as humanity benefiting  from knowing its future? This is why the present is as it is… A tossed salad of those knowing the past, those knowing the future, and yet, none can barely live in the present.

There is oftentimes the phrase, ‘Truth,’ followed by, ‘What is truth?’, followed by words given by those knowing the past, the future, but unable to live in the present.

Such a contradiction. Knowledge/Ignorance. Truth/Lies. Love/Hate. Happy/Sad. Yet for such a contrast, such a perfect marriage of words to describe death…

“Abortion is a woman’s right!” “Black lives matter!” “I hate the police!” “I love pizza!” “Ban guns!” And on, and on, and on. More wordsssss… More knowledge/ignorance, truth/lies, love/hate, happy/ sad… the death of people and thoughts only to be replaced with the birth of people and thoughts. A cycle of reality perfect for such an imperfect planet.

After a war, countries are rebuilt. The societies regroup and move forward. Buildings are erected. Bridges are constructed. And nothing is retained or learned as the battle between knowledge/ignorance, truth/lies, love/hate, happy/sad… remain exactly the same as it has, is, and will be… The past, present, and future.

Eventually, it all balances out in the end just as it is… in the beginning. Planets destroyed. Life destroyed. ‘Everything’ destroyed. And at the same time, Creation.

Jesus is an interesting man. He died on a cross for a very simple reason, Love.

There is no doubt that God was directly involved in the whole existence of Jesus. Of course doubt is a wonderful word used by those who seek to sway the debate of whatever topic is to be debated.

Debate aside, Jesus ‘died’. He was persecuted by the likes of the very same people; descendants of those of the past and mothers and fathers of the same in the future.

People love excuses. With the aid of doubt, lies, choice, even the aid of ignorance; excuses are the go-to for uncomfortable experiences and situations.

Boring topic? For some people any mention of something real and loving is something they would choose not to read about, discuss, or even recognize as being real. Again, they have an excuse

But, since people, especially humans, are now very much boring for me I could not care less for what people choose to believe or not believe… Again, much like the soul they are gifted the custody of they are all filled with excuses but unlike those who were in power and who advocated the death of an innocent Man, a Man named Jesus, those relatives of  yours really did not know what they were doing as it all was very much ‘new’ for humanity. But not now… Now there is no excuse, there is no ignorance regarding what Jesus is was and will be.

There used to be sadness inside me at what the species of humanity was choosing to become. There used to be hope. And that is gone, now replaced with the reality that humanity should be destroyed completely. But because God has other plans, that will not happen but at least there will be ample opportunity to watch how humanity comes very close to succeeding.

Your species is very lucky that Jesus is your advocate. That Love exists, because if my kind were allowed to do what we do really, really, well… This planet would already be cooling wisps of vaporized matter turned into  nothing.

So say whatever prayers you wish to say, or not. You all are in for one really big ‘coming to Jesus’ moment… and it does not matter who, what, or where you are on this shit hole planet.

OH! Look! A butterfly!

The thought prevailed in obedience as the hand called

To be born in layers to experience such emotions:

Love

Hate

Joy

Pain

Anger.

At first it was and then became an education of almost surreal bordering on imagination

and yet, that was not it.

Giving doubt no excuse and embracing the hope of maybe

Filling the mind with chances and even trying to explain them

and yet, that was not it.

History is doomed to repeat the endless loop of repetition

War and Peace

Hate and Love

Life and Death

and yet, that was not it.

Feeling the warmth of a woman, the hate of a man, the innocence of a child

and yet, that was not it.

It is though, beyond all thoughts, all reality, all of everything this world of humans

To be a raindrop cascading from a cliff in Siberia

Flying while being an eagle

Travel the void of space and time as cosmic radiation…

Yes, that is it, and for this it cannot come fast enough to be free from the call of humans.

***

Inside the Room the worlds are born

It also is where they die

Endless though it may appear, it is, not as it seems

Brother, you have had the preparation; hole widening as the peek sneaks to need

Your craving, your lust of destruction; abilities ever alert as the tail plows the strong and weak…

We share this combination, this way of being

It is

Time

to open the door and release a new World, one where death is only a tool needed and soon, discarded, letting us seek new worlds, new battlegrounds, new plays; shedding both of our skins  and flying what it is we are meant to be, beholden to nothing mortal or immortal other than…

Brothers of eternity.