i once owned a keychain, on it? a simple motto... TACT: /a way of saying to someone to go to hell, in a manner, that they anticipate the trip/... fucking golden nugget giggles!
sure, sure, the universe doesn't require
a designer...
nor... a bunch of atheistic sycophants
who are either ego-tripping
surfing the void or having a hard-on
bass rhythm: discredit for -
what is... Riemenschneider's Adam...
shit... bad example...
whatever counter example:
the sculptor is imperfect...
but the end result is...
the universe: omnipotent... omnipresent...
the god behind it?
a fucking gerbil...
exhausted out of his mind, heart and soul...
and without a chance to experience
the sweat of a body...
hardly: gott ist tot...
more like... took a breather...
after all... on the 7th day he rested...
are poems something to keep
in lockets of rhyme to equate
to some sort of acidic erosion?
for something to be as perfect as to
have to attract atheistic sycophants...
no... not akin to the gnostic's urge
for a demiurge...
god is neither good, or evil,
whatever "god" is...
an imperfect creator can create
the most perfect "thing"...
and then shy away from it...
to burden a deity with omni- prefix litany
is like... deity rights abuse...
no god in a polytheistic religion
is given the burden of the omni- prefix
litany... the hebrew god?
smart deity... loves letters and sudoku...
and his history is one of etymology
rather than pyramids / pyramid
ponce scheme...
allah the revisionist?
read one hebrew book by a dozen
rabbis... and decided...
kaballah...
right... we'll cut that open...
i'll be known as the allah of al-Kaʿbah...
yet the polytheistic religions had
some sort of... "humanity"...
they didn't over-burden a deity
with too much bullshit...
so they had many gods to serve
each to their own: essential qualities...
what became of monotheism?
inhumanity...
to burden a being with the omni- prefix
litany is unbearable...
it fries this monkey juice custard
worth of a brain to begin with...
less the "god" is either good or evil...
more... don't fix it if its perfect...
and only an imperfect being could
manage to craft a thing of perfection...
because a self- prefix focus ontology
would have never allowed anyone...
a vector of transcendence...
that's all they are... atheistic sycophants...
it's like in music...
they love david bowie's music...
but then find out some autobiographical
dirty secret... Lori Mattix cum
jimmy page and davie ol' bones...
love the art... hate the artist...
since... oh god how hard...
to be both the artist and a monk!
but there are still atheistic sycophants...
who just love the chance gambling
momentum of evolution...
they love the work... but not the creator...
who could love a creator...
if... the argument goes: he's also not
the omni- prefix litany!
i can't imagine... not being able
to fathom either will, or choice...
why would "he" be an omni- prefix
litany to boot?
for that to be true... he would to only
think of something to create...
and be at the center of it,
deluded by the omni- litany prefix menu...
but to escape this delusion...
he, by will, would have to detach
himself from it upon
the moment of conclusion...
i know some smart-ass would easily
interrupt me in this moment of drunken clarity...
sober logic is boring to begin with...
it's caged...
dear god: here's a thought?
dear god: here's a prayer?
dear god: here's why i even care?
dear god: why are these lunatics
praying during the daytime?
dear god: am i the sort of person to sell you?
you merely have to think of
the sort of artists that made art and the life
they lived... how some people continue
to love the art, but come across...
an autobiography and, immediately...
a conflict of interest arises...
the artist was not a monk...
perhaps he drank too much...
perhaps he liked visiting brothels...
but sure... the astute moral man...
who didn't do such things...
will write... the most astounding piece
of art! he will!
his sober / sexual gambling freed mind,
mind not of the hamsterwheel will
expose us... to gravity-defying
word-weaving antics... no one has yet! seen...
i can't agree with the gnostics on this,
on the notion of the demiurge...
nor can i agree with: gott ist tot...
there's no malicious evil,
nor a benevolent good to be sought...
there is no demiurge...
and siding with the polytheists...
to burden a being with both
a creative genius...
and a omni- prefix litany?
this is incest territory...
this is paedophilia territory...
that sort of god only caters to crabmen...
krabbemensch...
it's a sick god, it's a tortured god...
perhaps that's what jesus was implying...
but didn't have the words to fully express...
because what was supposed
to happen on either the 8th or 9th day?
the same shit that happened on the 1st?
a 7th day ad conitnuum...
i can only see a bored entity...
a remainder - akin to long division mathematics...
a decimal paradox...
call it the D(observant) - lazy evil...
a buddha at the zenith of meditation
who subsequently becomes a fucking marathon runner...
i need to sort this shit out before
i die, might as well begin now...
i still see atheistic sycophants...
glorifying what is before them...
then having the bloody audacity to call
"it": a statue of david sculpted itself...
word salad: aliqua-res ex nihil...
something out of nothing...
sure... out of 0.... you'll only find out
at around X... that there's 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9, 10!
in between! poof! out of 0, 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9, 10!
you can already experience
something from the omni- prefix litany
in england with the c.c.t.v. network...
big john is all over the place in London...
does it do anything?
does jack shit when it comes
to crime on night buses...
no... jack walks home free!
he might have stabbed about 5 prostitutes
in one night... but now?
he's a fucking cluedo mystery tour!
the worst thing you can do is encompass
an atheistic sycophancy for the universe...
while at the same time...
having a moral authority to
spew out the omni- prefix litany...
it's such a base motive for an argument...
come to think of it...
it tickles solipsism in some "magical" way...
but as i already said...
die krabbenmensch...
'to burden a being with both
a creative genius...
and a omni- prefix litany?
this is incest territory...
this is paedophilia territory...'
this is: "the best of all possible worlds"
argument...
no being can exist
with a creative genius...
while also having to meet
the demands of a solipsistic-species...
with an omni- prefix litany...
only the worst of this species
will benefit from such a burden...
as, it would seem... they already do.