poem
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I wrote this yesterday, but am posting it now. If you’re praying to St. Michael,You’re praying to the Sun,I guess to go to God,But He’s within you,Precious one.“As within, without,” you know?“As above, below”An ancient bit of Hermetic wisdomEveryone needs to know. When Jesus says to pray in his name he’s talking about the Sun.…
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It’s All Hallows Eve soon.You know what that means,Sugar marketing in the form ofHalloween.It’s really absurd.You wanna know how it started?Inviting people in for meals.Real food!This is retarded.Sorry if you’re offended by that.If you can’t help it,Not talking ‘bout you.Just study what sugar does to these kids!And does to adults too! This calls sugar a…
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You know Rick Rubin once said that he absolutely does not make music to please any particular audience. And I’m sure that’s based on a foundation of truth. I know Rick does make a lot of concessions for the mass-popularity-potential of what he produced. He has produced some really bad records, but if you have…
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Usually poems name themselves. I just have to read what I just wrote for the title to become obvious. I love you all.I do not care.(I’m writing this in myUnderwear.)I think it’s us,They call insane,Who’re the only peeps hereThat use their brain.They think us incapableOf critical thought.It’s a system they riggedThat has now wrought75% of…
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I was having a conversation the other day and the guy Straw Manne’d me, but I have experience having debates before and going. “That’s a Straw Man!” is almost always followed by a “No, it’s not.” and you’ll never get an admission. So what I said instead was, “Who is arguing that?” and that worked!…
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Your job is really easy.There’s little for you to do.You just have to walk the pathThat God has chosen for you.You can’t be led astray.Not a laden step in vain—Every moment—meaningful—Made in this domain.Don’t live in the past,Or worry about the future.Just look deep within.God provides a suture.You only need have faithThat everything will beJust…
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I started this poem several years ago and have become a better writer since then, so I decided to edit it and put the new version out for you to enjoy in honor of Spooky Season. Tonight’s the nightYou’ll die of fright.For all the ghoulsCome out tonight.They’ll get you ifYou don’t take care.They’ll boil your…
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This poem is really a poem I wrote myself to remind myself of exactly what I write here. But I needed “you” to rhyme with “do” so I changed it to what you see below. It’s excellent advice, or I wouldn’t have given it to myself! Your job is really easy.There’s little for you to…
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God is never better to youThan any of you deserve.You’re God incarnate,Stuck down here.A bundle of veins and nerves.It’s wild the effort God went throughTo create this place at all.Must be better than spending eternityNot doing anything at all. Bonus song Life is a game we play-we play Going to win The day Today Not…
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Your propaganda don’t work on me. I see straight through your lies. The moon is not a rock in space. You think I don’t have eyes? And what’s beyond the Ice Wall, liars? Antarctica’s not there! I know you have a role to play, But it’s a maddening affair. You’ve lied to the world for…
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Working on becoming wise.I reckon it takes time.47-years on EarthWandering around blind—At least I have a road map now.A path of gold to God—All I have to do is walkThe same path that’s been trodBy Saint John of the Cross, The Buddha.Anointed ones on Earth.It’s far better to have a planAnd to understand your worth.…
Musings of the Mad 