"The End of Absurdity"was written in the hospital, where I do some the my best and worst writing. This is probably one of the worst but I'm putting it up anyway.
Life has no lessons to teach. Life is basically a twisted disappointment and a waste of time. It has no good options. It has no good choices. It has nothing to offer anybody. It sucks. It is a piece of shit filled existence without any importance. There are no lessons to learn. There is no consciousness. No awareness. No energy. No point. No value whatsoever. So, the End of Absurdity is the end of life. When life ends, absurdity ends. (Lines that tell a Story)
(Launching a Magick Spell) I have determined religious conversations about salvation and Jesus and the Bible and all the rest of them, to be aberrant social/cultural pathological psychobabble that have roots in some dark pit of sensory nightmares, sociopathologies that appeal to the very worst senses of human depravity. Religion and all its horror and terror and horrific nightmarish stigmata of revolting vomit is the scourge and the black destruction of the nuclear night, the nuclear bomb that destroys the city and the fields the fire that burns the skin off the dead horses laying in the black and blue gutter of an evil world divided betwen psychopathic insanities of an absurd ending to an absurd triad of a snake who eats its own tail. (Karmic Road Map)
(The Eyes of March)That's the image of the great babylon of the desert, that holy filthy see where the most unholy, where the most filthy, where the most undead phenomena walk and crawl and slip around biting and sucking the blood from the universe. (Reflections of a Tea Addict)
And this Jesus, this GodHead, this ego-maniacal shit-for-brains religious cult leader who stands at the crossroads and knocks on the door to wake up sleeping people, this naked, ugly, rebellious Jesus Christ who had to build his own casket who had to dig his own grave who had to stand in the cold because of his lies his faking his fradulence his radical hatered for all things human and for all things that breathe of life and love and power, this trinity god so pathological vindictive and dysfunctional and dangerous to the human race that just the mention of his false name just the recitation of his phony history genealogy that causes all the universe, this Jesus needs to be destroyed and burned and every last root of David killed. (Reflections of Two Feet)
(Reflections of a Foot) No matter how much older I get, it appears to me that my lifetime has one bright and shining purpose for illumination and for the re-education of the world and for all reasons to love and exist - and that reason is to do all i can to scrape religious belief whereever I find it and deny it, to burn it, to destroy it,,to stand as a voice screaming and cussing in the wilderness and to suck all of the terror out of the religious host until all my body and my mind has been leveled and flattened and the earth has been freed forever from this insidious destructive horrific nightmare called "God" or "Jesus" because there is no word in the languages of all the earth that can properly express and ignite the fires of anger and hatered and retribution against religion as much as God Jesus ritual Islam Jew Tora Talmud you name it, salvation, salvation - that ritual imperfect of all most imperfect ideas that has robbed mankind of life by making him a slave to sickening death prayers to a cosmic ghost who fakes orgasms hiding in a garbage bag by the side of the road on the way from Los Angeles to Needles California giving the sign of the cross to the night of stars.
(Reflections on a Bathroom Floor) If I could have but only one wish right ow, right here, right now and forever be gone with their fake phony arrogant vomiting uglinesss disaster wars far into the dead of the night sky and never return. Never to open their dead eyes ever again. That goes for the Christian. The Jews. The Islam. The Talmud. The Tora, every religious man, woman and child and burn the earth until a black death of evil infection, MRSA, blood cancer, whatever --- get these people off the planet and never let their memory ever be remembered or spoken again. (Reflections on a Bathroom Wall)
The end of absurdity is the end of identifying with moments that stay fixed and rooted in the past. There is no completion in the past where the mind is locked in a memory. Only now today the presence around me in all its movement is moving and flowing all around me right now in all its movement where I am in his very room there it can be celebrated. (Untitled)
I'm at the center of this great universe the center of it as resting completely balanced and in harmony doesnt mean there is no discomfort or pain and yet I am somehow standing and yet not standing, falling from above and yet reaching upward to take hold of a space from which there is no satisfaction, a new dimension. The nature of the universe is not to give or take pleasure - there is no personality of the universe who desires to give pleasure at what is and what is not. The absurdity is finally put to sleep but it is too transparent to be confused with itself.
The end of absurdity is the end of religion. The end of God. The end of man's superstition, the end of the beginning of a new world of hot coffee. The end of absurdity is the movement of yin and yang, man and woman, duality, the bible story, the children's fairy tales, talkative nighclub entertainers, the cadillac drivers, people who commit suicide, the piano locked in the downstairs hallway, the hands and feet of a statue of wood speaking unknown language that dissolves and twists in the wind and never find its way home, whers absurdity no longer has a home, where the end of absurdity is the end of the terrorist civilization and where the end of remaining in bondage to the fake empty choices of people in taxis watch TV from other planets trying to know as little as possible to teach as much as possible, to play jazz at all hours day and night till absurdity is wasted and found again and again.
The end of absurdity is the end of Jesus and all religions, leaders, political parties, pathological obesities and cut rate pawn shops gold plated ideas that breed between cousins. The end of absurdity is the red floating baloon balancing on the tip of my tongue, refusing to blink at the christ child, the false pompous arrogant weakling. The end of absurdity is the end of the end of time, the end of make believe and fantasy. The end of absurdity is the end of Jesus, the Jews, the Muslims and all the sacred cows crossing the empty Jordan river full of snakes and worms, the valley of the dead skeletons of the end of another great absurdity.
When you destroy the vestments and garments and rituals without appealing to selfish old shoes, then you know the end of absurdity is close at hand. There is no 2nd coming. No return. No rapture. No eternal heaven or hell. No punishment. No sins. No consideration. No condemnation. There is just the final end, the last act, the last play, the last glorious last note, the last soft breath. The end of Jesus and the bible's pathology all all world religions is the end of absurdity, the end of existence itself trying to photograph itself with a broken lens.
Absurdity is the crash landing of an ancient space ship that went thru space only to get lost and not return. This is the end of absurdity, that leaves music playing in the silence sounds of love for lovers and mystics for magick acts and for moutain climbers, and snow men who forgot where they came from.
The end of absurdity is a god who always changes, a god never stays the same. This is the end of absurdity. All there is throughout the universe is a motion, movement, changing, ever-changing constant flow of life that is compete and whole at every moment. There is no god who stands as some constant unchanging piece of shitty judgement.
The end of absurdity is the end of judgement. The end of absurdity is the end of religious bias. The end of discrimination. The end of the passage of time from some old dirt road to an intersection in the middle of fourcorners of a spaceless energyless system of life.
Absurdity is any kind of belief in god. Absurdity is any kind of religious allegiance. Absurdty is any conversation with God. The end of absurdity would be the end of fixed opinions, fixed ideas, judgements, perceptions, contradictions, arguments, decisions, guesses, pastimes, bleeding, mistakes, communication that fails-- these are the absurdities and the end of all of them will rejoice with the cries throughout heaven and earth. The end of absurdity will be the end of sickness of the religious nature of humanity to try to fix their gaze at the blame for guilt-ridden crucifixion mythology that eats its own flesh. The end of absurdity is the end of all religion. The end of absurdity is the end of god and jesus, the end of absurdity is the end of the saints. the end of absurdity is the end of the sign of the cross. the end of the crossroads. the end of absurd phantoms and the end f absurd nightmares, knowingness and awarenes. the end of absurdity is the beginning of life.
Life has no lessons to teach. Life is basically a twisted disappointment and a waste of time. It has no good options. It has no good choices. It has nothing to offer anybody. It sucks. It is a piece of shit filled existence without any importance. There are no lessons to learn. There is no consciousness. No awareness. No energy. No point. No value whatsoever. So, the End of Absurdity is the end of life. When life ends, absurdity ends. (Lines that tell a Story)
(Launching a Magick Spell) I have determined religious conversations about salvation and Jesus and the Bible and all the rest of them, to be aberrant social/cultural pathological psychobabble that have roots in some dark pit of sensory nightmares, sociopathologies that appeal to the very worst senses of human depravity. Religion and all its horror and terror and horrific nightmarish stigmata of revolting vomit is the scourge and the black destruction of the nuclear night, the nuclear bomb that destroys the city and the fields the fire that burns the skin off the dead horses laying in the black and blue gutter of an evil world divided betwen psychopathic insanities of an absurd ending to an absurd triad of a snake who eats its own tail. (Karmic Road Map)
(The Eyes of March)That's the image of the great babylon of the desert, that holy filthy see where the most unholy, where the most filthy, where the most undead phenomena walk and crawl and slip around biting and sucking the blood from the universe. (Reflections of a Tea Addict)
And this Jesus, this GodHead, this ego-maniacal shit-for-brains religious cult leader who stands at the crossroads and knocks on the door to wake up sleeping people, this naked, ugly, rebellious Jesus Christ who had to build his own casket who had to dig his own grave who had to stand in the cold because of his lies his faking his fradulence his radical hatered for all things human and for all things that breathe of life and love and power, this trinity god so pathological vindictive and dysfunctional and dangerous to the human race that just the mention of his false name just the recitation of his phony history genealogy that causes all the universe, this Jesus needs to be destroyed and burned and every last root of David killed. (Reflections of Two Feet)
(Reflections of a Foot) No matter how much older I get, it appears to me that my lifetime has one bright and shining purpose for illumination and for the re-education of the world and for all reasons to love and exist - and that reason is to do all i can to scrape religious belief whereever I find it and deny it, to burn it, to destroy it,,to stand as a voice screaming and cussing in the wilderness and to suck all of the terror out of the religious host until all my body and my mind has been leveled and flattened and the earth has been freed forever from this insidious destructive horrific nightmare called "God" or "Jesus" because there is no word in the languages of all the earth that can properly express and ignite the fires of anger and hatered and retribution against religion as much as God Jesus ritual Islam Jew Tora Talmud you name it, salvation, salvation - that ritual imperfect of all most imperfect ideas that has robbed mankind of life by making him a slave to sickening death prayers to a cosmic ghost who fakes orgasms hiding in a garbage bag by the side of the road on the way from Los Angeles to Needles California giving the sign of the cross to the night of stars.
(Reflections on a Bathroom Floor) If I could have but only one wish right ow, right here, right now and forever be gone with their fake phony arrogant vomiting uglinesss disaster wars far into the dead of the night sky and never return. Never to open their dead eyes ever again. That goes for the Christian. The Jews. The Islam. The Talmud. The Tora, every religious man, woman and child and burn the earth until a black death of evil infection, MRSA, blood cancer, whatever --- get these people off the planet and never let their memory ever be remembered or spoken again. (Reflections on a Bathroom Wall)
The end of absurdity is the end of identifying with moments that stay fixed and rooted in the past. There is no completion in the past where the mind is locked in a memory. Only now today the presence around me in all its movement is moving and flowing all around me right now in all its movement where I am in his very room there it can be celebrated. (Untitled)
I'm at the center of this great universe the center of it as resting completely balanced and in harmony doesnt mean there is no discomfort or pain and yet I am somehow standing and yet not standing, falling from above and yet reaching upward to take hold of a space from which there is no satisfaction, a new dimension. The nature of the universe is not to give or take pleasure - there is no personality of the universe who desires to give pleasure at what is and what is not. The absurdity is finally put to sleep but it is too transparent to be confused with itself.
The end of absurdity is the end of religion. The end of God. The end of man's superstition, the end of the beginning of a new world of hot coffee. The end of absurdity is the movement of yin and yang, man and woman, duality, the bible story, the children's fairy tales, talkative nighclub entertainers, the cadillac drivers, people who commit suicide, the piano locked in the downstairs hallway, the hands and feet of a statue of wood speaking unknown language that dissolves and twists in the wind and never find its way home, whers absurdity no longer has a home, where the end of absurdity is the end of the terrorist civilization and where the end of remaining in bondage to the fake empty choices of people in taxis watch TV from other planets trying to know as little as possible to teach as much as possible, to play jazz at all hours day and night till absurdity is wasted and found again and again.
The end of absurdity is the end of Jesus and all religions, leaders, political parties, pathological obesities and cut rate pawn shops gold plated ideas that breed between cousins. The end of absurdity is the red floating baloon balancing on the tip of my tongue, refusing to blink at the christ child, the false pompous arrogant weakling. The end of absurdity is the end of the end of time, the end of make believe and fantasy. The end of absurdity is the end of Jesus, the Jews, the Muslims and all the sacred cows crossing the empty Jordan river full of snakes and worms, the valley of the dead skeletons of the end of another great absurdity.
When you destroy the vestments and garments and rituals without appealing to selfish old shoes, then you know the end of absurdity is close at hand. There is no 2nd coming. No return. No rapture. No eternal heaven or hell. No punishment. No sins. No consideration. No condemnation. There is just the final end, the last act, the last play, the last glorious last note, the last soft breath. The end of Jesus and the bible's pathology all all world religions is the end of absurdity, the end of existence itself trying to photograph itself with a broken lens.
Absurdity is the crash landing of an ancient space ship that went thru space only to get lost and not return. This is the end of absurdity, that leaves music playing in the silence sounds of love for lovers and mystics for magick acts and for moutain climbers, and snow men who forgot where they came from.
The end of absurdity is a god who always changes, a god never stays the same. This is the end of absurdity. All there is throughout the universe is a motion, movement, changing, ever-changing constant flow of life that is compete and whole at every moment. There is no god who stands as some constant unchanging piece of shitty judgement.
The end of absurdity is the end of judgement. The end of absurdity is the end of religious bias. The end of discrimination. The end of the passage of time from some old dirt road to an intersection in the middle of fourcorners of a spaceless energyless system of life.
Absurdity is any kind of belief in god. Absurdity is any kind of religious allegiance. Absurdty is any conversation with God. The end of absurdity would be the end of fixed opinions, fixed ideas, judgements, perceptions, contradictions, arguments, decisions, guesses, pastimes, bleeding, mistakes, communication that fails-- these are the absurdities and the end of all of them will rejoice with the cries throughout heaven and earth. The end of absurdity will be the end of sickness of the religious nature of humanity to try to fix their gaze at the blame for guilt-ridden crucifixion mythology that eats its own flesh. The end of absurdity is the end of all religion. The end of absurdity is the end of god and jesus, the end of absurdity is the end of the saints. the end of absurdity is the end of the sign of the cross. the end of the crossroads. the end of absurd phantoms and the end f absurd nightmares, knowingness and awarenes. the end of absurdity is the beginning of life.
