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I’m 70% there. 30% of my time is wasted on unholy pursuits. I have work to do, but at least I’m aware of it. Thank you, My Lord!I’m blessed beyond measure!Everywhere I look,I just observe treasure!I’m so glad you showed meWhat I had to see.I’m so thankful, Lord,That you’re living in Me.
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I wrote this to remind myself, because I struggle with this too, although probably not nearly as much as most people I encounter, but it’s instructional and I know that it will help you if you ever get into a position where you are scared, feel guilt, fear the future. Stop doing that. That’s your…
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Nothing here has permanence.For nothing here is real.Not even you, you know.Even though you feel.Feelings are illusionsTo lock you in the world.Your mind is there to keep you aliveLong enough to hurlThe idea that you are the mindAnd body into the SeaOf Ignorance and EvilSo you can become free.
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A Poem about Gratitude. Thank You for the trees.Thank You for the seas.Thank You for the breeze.Thank You for my knees. Thank You for the birds.I know that it’s absurd.That they tell us they areDinosaurs.I don’t believe a word. Thank You for the day.Thank You for them all.Thank You for the rise.Thank You for the…
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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 know when I dream I amDancing with GodI travel the EarthDetached from this bodAll save for a sliverA cord or a thread.If that wasn’t there,Then I would be dead.
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I’m writing thisTo remind myselfOf something really important: When you think about the past,Feel guilt or shame or regret,Reframe those negative thoughts.Master the moment present.Don’t worry about the future!God takes care of that!Ev’ry step you take’s divine!You cannot stray from the path!
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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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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…
Musings of the Mad 