Politeness, Manners, Civility
Empathy, Decency, Dignity
have all given way
to oinks, squeals and brays
Vulgarity carries the day
My beliefs are not yours to judge
Christianity and Catholic?
What do they mean?
One god, one book, one set of rules
They both say to ask for thy forgiveness
Paganism? Norse?
Celebrate thy selves and treat thyself right
Looking at a distance, all religions are the same
Norse, Greek and Egyptian
They all have the same deity's
God's and goddesses, they're all the same
Men and women who have the same thought
But are different all the same
You have God, Buddha, Zeus and Odin
All are fathers of their own religion
But are called different all the same
Hades, Satan and Mara
All gods of the underworld but called evil
All have their owns past but called Demons
Loki, Hermes, Apate and Dolus, and Maui
Norse, Greek and Polynesian tricksters
All looked down on for their way of life
Tricksters, deceivers or liars
Motivated not by strict moral codes but rather their own amusement or interests
Why do we judge when we can't say who is right or wrong?
Pizza pines for who?
Pineapples have not a clue.
Love makes us all fools.
Charlie was a gift, lifting us to thoughts, making us think of all the stuff we want to know.
Charlie was light, making all of our thoughts feel his light, making us want to participate in his debate with life.
Charlie was a man of God, working day and night for all of God’s delight.
Charlie was a lover of family and worked to grow heaven’s army, shining light to all that would listen, he made a path for us to follow.
Charlie was called home, and I am sure God was standing at the door, waiting for the amazing Charlie to make heaven light up with joy.
Charlie we will miss you every day, we will work hard to spread all of your words.
Charlie your spirit for life, is spreading like the fire of God, just like the words God spoke to Moses from the burning bush.
Charlie we lift prayer for you and your family; we are all keeping you in our thoughts and hearts.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
The not so great debate in America today
Is that even though liberal people fear for their lives
They dare not violate the progressive ethos
Of victim, ie. criminal, first,
And so argue round and round
That everything is okay and only getting better.
The irony of course is this obfuscation
And soft-core tyranny is actually illiberal.
But words today no longer matter
Labels being fungible
On the slippery slope of good intentions.
Well then, Hell it is, illiberal or not,
“Blue, blue, electric blue
Is the color of my room
Where I will live”
In rot with you.
(8/12/25)
(“Citadel of Light Merit Badge”, 2016, original pen and ink)
The Great Debate
The great debate in buddhism
Specifically in ancient Tibet,
Was between the sudden and gradualist schools.
Even though the event is apocryphal
And never actually happened,
It’s a good and relevant story
Because it is the debate that happens to this day
Between students and teachers,
Dharma brothers and sisters
And within our own heart,
Because it concerns the nature of actual enlightenment.
You see,
The two schools view and conceive
The nature of reality,
And thus nature of ourselves,
Fundamentally differently.
The gradual school says life is like a dream
While the sudden school says it is a dream.
Disregard for a moment
The popular row row row your boat song
Which somehow inexplicably
Gave us all in the West
The sudden school lesson,
The vast majority of spiritual aspirants
Are of the gradual path
While only the very few are sudden types.
But the bottom line
Is that everyone is a gradual path type
Until they are a sudden enlightenment type.
(8/11/25)
With those who
want to test the waters,
and yet have no wish
to get their feet wet,
but wait to have their cake
(and eat it too)
handed to them on a plate,
I will neither split hairs
and pick nits
nor reason or debate
(or tear their thoughts to bits)
and yet,
if they're going to 'fly',
(jump to a conclusion)
either do it or don't,
as Yoda said, 'There is no try,'
I may not agree,
but it's not up to me,
and can only advise,
should they desire
to self-defenestrate ASAP,
'Take the first window of opportunity.'
Debate
Freedom & Rights
The right to work
Or the crimes of War
The churches refuse
To work,
Indoctrinating cowardice
And using weak debilitating
Language as lures.
Guiding rather than
Releasing the hostage, permanent
Possession or whatever have you
War is the act of
A non stable
Collection
Of goods,
Human and resources
A lack of something
Is drawn as in
The manor of a weapon
Being used rather than
Created in produce, production
And plain sight
The reduction of freedom
In the frame of opposition
Recalibrating sunshine
And indoctrination of trait,
The creation of traitors.
An lateral move is
In conjunction with
Ties, tying a ship against
A fixed coordinate.
This is a removal of
A post and creation
Of accounting in terms
Of persecuted for believing
One saw a number
That one cannot see
For that number never
Existed.
Subversion
he French Debate in English
The program was about the power of alternative media such as X and Facebook
A woman from the EU said those programs
Can be banned, by the stroke of a pen
What arrogance, to ban people of Europe not
To see what the alternative media say
Be practicing censorship
The EU is after Elon Musk for what was considered an interference in the upcoming
German election of AtD.
It is what the voters in Germany like to vote for
EU wants to stop voices they dislike, which is tantamount to dictatorship
Maybe, it’s easy, Trump to trigger,
Tells, this man seems his own grave digger.
Now, well past the debate,
With nigh but sealed his fate,
That he’s a beaver far too eager.
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Happenings |07.09.2024|Humour, America, political
Poet’s note: The first debate was won by Trump by default. This one is lost, and Trump is dumped in a grave dug by him.
I stayed up to watch the debate,
Though for me it was on kinda late.
What I felt I did see,
Just between you and me,
Was a richly-deserved chief of state.
She was confident, cool and so smart
That she ripped her opponent apart.
As he blathered and sank
To his name-calling plank,
She made staying unruffled an art.
If the blowhard were still back in school,
He’d be forced to obey every rule,
But his bullying ways
Which, for some, is a phase,
Have instead turned him into a fool.
He said it, it's true, this man never lies
They've been cooking our pets right before our eyes
A German shepherd pie?
A Persian cat on rye?
You heathen Haitians, there's really no surprise!
Trump was ready for the win
Even if she got under his skin
But he just couldn't cope
With the rope-a-dope
Which left him with a silly grin
9-11-2024
Harris and Trump hit the stage
At stake is the next US president
The debate was filled with rage
The debate was filled with torment
It was like watching a tennis match
With each participant taking shots
Back and forth we watched the barbs hatch
Back and forth each tried to connect the dots
Harris let her racket do the talking
While Trump defended the ball in his courts
The participants were mocking and rocking
The participants built word forts and false reports
Harris wasn't perfect and neither was Trump
But you can see clearly which one looked the part
Both party's stars are looking to triumph
Both party's stars are pledging a fresh start
Time and time again we hear campaign dreams
So it comes down to which candidate you believe in
Which candidate has less Pinnochio inseams
Which candidate you want to win
On November 5th the votes will be cast
And of importance, our American welfare is at stake
So think it over and be true and steadfast
So think it over and make ... no mistake
connie pachecho
9/11/24
Sporting boxing gloves, tonight’s the debate.
It’s an American show.
World rulers are watching.
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