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i won’t be


The worship of Mammon

The worship of Mammon (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

 

 

i won’t be your superman
and i’ve got no master plan
i’m just doing all i can
to stay atop these shifting sands

 

eating fire from streaming screens
buried in minutia
at once
burn my insides
with the Beauty of a dying ember

 

i won’t hock my soul for Mammon
when i look around me, examine
War, Pestilence, Death & Famine
all Religion controls by damning

 

eating Fire from the Belly of the Beast
buried in the Afterglow
at once
a salty pillar
melting in the coming Rising Tide

 

i won’t sit and wait for Heaven
and i don’t need to be forgiven
a madman with no purpose driven
taking only what i’ve been given

 

eating fire from the fruits of Error
my burial plot thickens
at once
back to Mother Gaia
eating every last Unspoken Word

 

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Ruminations leading up to my 49th Birthday


and we are another step or rung on the ladder, i feel, by
obligation of our incarnation and to the people who raised
us from dust with their faith in humanity, for all its foibles
and folly, and the people we in turn raise with our actions
and words.

In the digital age, it seems to me that the Machines have
figured out a strategy to rid the world of humanity’s excesses
by slowly driving us further into insanity, at the peril of
once again losing all that we have built as a species. Tabula
rasa. Well played, Machines, well played.

The newspaper in my dream seemed very real. It was divided up
into its regular sections and I thumbed through it looking for
ads on stamp collecting, but not the sports section. I never
find stamp ads in the sports section, even when I’m dreaming.

I”ve been told by Gumbytron that my matrix panels are some
sort of hologram catcher, similar to a dream catcher.

sheeple e’rywhere jus’ wanna have fun
sheeple e’rywhere jus’ wanna be sheep
sheeple wanna play ‘n’ lie in the sun
and not give a fuck about Li’l Bo Peep

sheeple e’rywhere ain’t hurtin’ no one
sheeple e’rywhere ain’t doin’ no wrong
sheeple wanna play ‘n’ lie in the sun
carry on sheep-lin’ all day long

OK, I got the main matrix colored in for this level 4
replacement board. It’s taken me a while just to get this far
as I spend a lot of time considering what messages to send the
matrix in each layer of construction. Soon, after setting the
oil pastels with fixative, I can begin the process of attaching
and gluing items to the panel. That is some work in itself!

for they were free
free to worship Mammon
and wrap themselves
in His chains

to be carried by the weight
down
down
down
finding comfort in the Fall
finding comfort among the Fallen

is contemplating the riddle of the Sphincter…

Cry Havoc


A U.S. Army Air Force Douglas A-20G-20-DO &quo...

A U.S. Army Air Force Douglas A-20G-20-DO “No. 57” (S/N 42-86657) in flight. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

“Cry Havoc”
he said offhandedly
his sword still in its sheath

“Let loose the dogs of war!”

of course he didn’t mean himself or his
he had others that would do his bidding
and suitably indoctrinated
they would gladly spill their blood
on a battlefield of his choosing

fodder
maybe more like kindling
to fire his far flung ambitions
after all he had a mountain of Mammon
to build as his memorial

and Oh Yes!
don’t forget the legacy
keep it in the bloodlines
the blood that runs blue
truer than any rivers of red ink

 

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