Long Holier than thou Poems

"White Noise and the Mother Load of Dark Matter" 

underneath the static
what exists 
is never seen nor heard

for what it truly is 
the eyes and mind 
retaliate in the deciphering

the invisible return 
each night and...

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1. If Jesus was physically here alive, today (He is WHAT???)
What do you, what do you think He'll SAY!!!
Well now, many of you self-righteous and holier than thou saints and Christians;
Seems like there's something your...

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My continuing impatience problem
with smug fundamentalists
self-asserting holier than thou moral positions,
is that Christ's main point is not
Holier Than Others, like Chosen People
but Holier With Thou,
as one interdependent EarthBound BodyMind.

British King James monotheistic readers
digest at AntiLiteraturist...

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You don’t know how it feels
To be misunderstood and jaded
You won’t ever know till it kills you inside
To you, I speak words of wisdom
And it feels like I’m a million miles away
Just to feel isolated...

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The moral mortgage of mice and men 

Yours truly quite astute,
especially regarding cute
little field mice, also known 
as meadow voles,
which imprecation one doth emote,
when aforementioned animal burrows inside
leaving pellet size poop in their wake
suddenly presenting...

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Imagine with me
if you would be so kind
to assume each relationship with a tree
as iconic,
at least worth the sacred paper
humane scripture is written on
a timbered tree.

Imagine as a Tree
your Yin flowing out and down
nutritional ego's...

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In my New England town
our local Democratic Party runs everything.

Some would argue these local celebrities
and self-promoting treasures
to posterity
rather over-run everything,
and surely we could find some truth
in this way of seeing,
but we are learning a spirit...

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Get me feeling well
For, I am sick as hell
Brain orgasms and headaches rape my mind and left me thoughtlessly behind
Trying to keep the Kingdom in remembrance before I grow blind or lose my mind
I am...

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The great poets begged for muse and not for moments stolen.
We lesser mortals cup in hand beg, not for attentions’ span nor
cause to celebrate, but Time; a worthy goal.
Seconds spent pondering half-held slow bled moments
shuffling...

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LITERAL SENSE :

Concrete counterintuitive ratioed for looser and Leader;
Interim arguments to know who's worst and best person,
Makes no sense either.
Itemised unique personalities need no prejudice session. 
Sparked to negate fallacious  rudiments; deal art.
Trumpling down...

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"In my battered whelms;
Those profiles which I never win;
My healing has just begun,

they begin...

The winter storms;
often remind me of my birth
my birth when I was born

in the cold months of January...

there was I buried out...

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I havent always been this way
Im not acting goldly nor is it pretence
Im not holier than thou hope this !makes sense
Im just changed from the mess i had made
Trapped in a world of lustful desires...

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Soul of skeptic writhes with agonizing torture (like a burning man) in Dante's Inferno

Self immolation as sacrificial bleating lamb
promises eternal martyrdom
awaiting voluntary die hard protester,
where countless vestal virgins provide blissfulness
(think Playboy mansion on steroids)
synonymous with...

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He walks around town
bouncing
over size t-shirts
baggy jeans half way his butt
each day wearing a mysterious smile
today with this
tomorrow that
as easy as his wink
so they come and go

She thinks she is the It gal
Beauty and brains...

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She was my father's aunt which made her my great aunt.                        ...

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Striving for perfection comes with a price 
so it's true the higher you climb the more unforgiving people become, 
so I ask God let thy will be done not mines, 
I too felt like I...

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So after I told the crowd
in the store that I was
not Dolly Parton,
they quickly went away
disappointed and forlorn like,
going over to the dairy
to pick up some milk,
tried to stay calm as I
noticed pictures on
the back...

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All of our righteousness are as filthy rags 
I do believe that's what I read 
We all fall short of the glory of God 
I know that's what my bible said. 
But there are some...

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they drag there feet through the dust of charred land.
observing and writing all's that they found.
smoke bellowed high in an eruption of cloud.
all in it's way was incinerated down.
then came the calm compared to the...

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A Rant – The Quiet Hypocrisy


it seeps in through gradual osmosis

and soon is ingrained in pliant minds

it mutates and thrives in tunnels of vision

and then is fused into the fiber of unreason

the quiet hypocrisy that...

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LET HIM WITHOUT SINS CAST THE FIRST STONE--


Your name calling;
Backbiting;
Globe Trodding
Na na na na na Na

Stop calling my sin out;
When are you gonna
Talk about, talk about yourself

See
It’s not just me
Well
There’s a hell 
For all those...

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It raised more than eyebrows, to say the least,
when Manet unveiled his masterpiece
Le déjeuner sur l’herbe (Lunch on the Grass)
though the title suggested nothing crass
or provocative, much less scandalous. 
After all, a naked woman was...

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Lie to men, but not to God,
I'm sorry for those I'll hurt,
For this is what I must write,
I'm not writing because I'm holier than thou,
Neither am I better than thou.
I know I'm better than nothing.

Lie...

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Like every mortal since Adam and Eve's transgression, I'm not perfect,                        ...

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This life so unbalanced

It makes you laugh

Hysterical feelings

Beyond the pail, beyond the fail

Where people you know

Who committed their fair share of sins

But any you make they're never forgiving

And how poor downtrodden people

Who may have made...

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