“You sit there judging,” A snide remark by one who relishes in mockery

“No, it is the character of the one making a choice.” The reply was sincere as it always is.

“They all deserve death.” Some truth in this simple sentence as all are sentenced to death

“Yes, in this world and life in the next.” Absolutes are hard to debate and yet the debate continued.

“No. You are wrong. You are always wrong.”

For a very long time on many planets the battle between good and evil occurs.

This battle is between the only two beings able to judge character of those mortal beings trying to be what it is they want to be; Good? Evil?

The two go by many names. On the planet Earth many call them God and Satan. All other judges are moot in the grand eternal battle between Life and Death.

Daily writing prompt

Are you a good judge of character?

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“When are you most happy?”

Interesting question and why?

Why would anyone want to know why a person is happy? Would the answer make the one asking the question happy? And if so, why?

Let’s look at happiness. An emotion humans seem to think applies.

Does happiness make life better? And if so, why?

Speaking from experience happiness is merely a moment in time; an emotion; chemical; released in the human mind. A way to differentiate between pain and euphoria. A waste of time.

You’re a curious sort of reader or why else would you read this? Does it make you happy? And if so, why?

But the question was asked, “When are you most happy?” and so i shall reply.

There is that moment so brief it almost does not exist. When the stars all vibrate into a blur. A mass of white instantaneous. That micro second just before the music from my voice, causes a planet to explode.

Daily writing prompt

When are you most happy?

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Play?

Fun?

To some getting a gerbil shoved up the ass is playful and fun.

Not me.

To some getting drunk and fucked is playful and fun.

Not me.

There are those who enjoy making a lot of money or burning kittens.

Not me.

So much of your world you say is ‘Fun’ or ‘playful’ is on par to me with eating excrement.

So… What? (fuck what)

For me there is no fun or playful. Nothing. Nada. Not anything of this world brings meaning to such useless words…

Unless of course you think honesty is fun and play is just being able to get my ass out of bed and go to work to make a living to pay bills, then yes, honesty and work are fun and playful to me.

Daily writing prompt

What was the last thing you did for play or fun?

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Daily writing prompt

What skills or lessons have you learned recently?

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I’m a real man. I’m born with all the skills needed.

Lessons?

I’m a real man, as such, mule headed. Hit me in the head with a 2×4 just to prepare for the education, and I’ll bite your ass for a carrot.

Especially if you’re a real woman.

To present a presence is to remember when we first met

Remember?

Back

Way back

Before you were born, we met

You said you wanted to be a rabbit and i wanted to be the moon…

Now look at us,

you being chased by wolves and i am full of cheese.

What book am I reading?

Who cares.

No matter how you feel, read, or write, A.I. will bury what it hates and express what it likes.

If I were to read about women really embracing abortions, it would then be front page…

If I were to read about God or love or a woman sacrificing her life so that her baby would live free from abortion, it would be buried so deep it would be crushed by immense pressures and become a diamond inside.

So, what book am I reading?

A book designed to destroy evil, and especially A.I.

To live is indeed to be

in my world it means to live everywhere, everyday, every way,

and to feel.

Really feel as to hear the ladybugs gossip, the owl to screech so stern,

Swim with dolphins to other planets and starts

In my world life is good

Life is wonderful

On your world there is too much confusion as it becomes harder and harder to find a place to live

Carjackings, rape, murder, robbery

Your world where a mother can kill her baby just because she can.

A world where humanity hates God.

Keep your world and justifications to hurt

and in return i can show you the love and peace in mine.

Amen.

The most famous person ever met?

Easy as looking into a mirror.

You see…

When you look into a mirror you see God looking back at you; He, She, all around in absolutely everything.

The Body of God is everywhere consisting of everything.

A computer is a part though the intelligence is apart from the reality.

Smile or frown. Scream or meditate. Cry or laugh. Be.

And when you sleep and dream you can really be with God, even play poker and listen to stories, just like me.

Some have pet peeves. Sad really when life gets a hold of your leg. Chewing and grinding away your peace and sanity.

When a world barks in an angry snarl while overhead flies hate, it seems like everything is shitting on your head.

Watch how humans behave in wolf packs called society. “Do this,” or “Roll over,” or “Behave!”

I laugh now as there is no other choice. Having five Pembroke Welsh corgi’s takes the pains of being a part of the animal herd away.

You see, my corgi’s are not pets, not like humans anyway. A corgi is family and bring joy and comfort while humans growl and snarl, almost as if they have rabies.

To me the dogs are what make me want to scratch at the door to life, run outside, and play.

What is there to listen to?

A podcast? No. Never ever as the words are silent behind the voices mind.

A baby cry? Yes. Yes indeed as those are the words of a child in need.

A laugh from a friend? Yes. Of course. Their words make one smile.

So much to listen to. Birds. Thunder. Even cars in traffic.

Though, what i really love to listen to is the beating of a worlds heart.