thoughts…rants…irony…fiction…observation…
Yes I make erroneous errors
“erroneous error” is an error itself
but the error of erring with erroneous error
could be a tome upon the bookshelf
Erroneous Error could be a hero
the name of a character who lives to fail
He’s more than much and less than a zero
Erroneous Error–all hail, all hail!
we eat a credit card’s weight in plastic
for every week we live our lives;
we’re told we have microplastics in our brains
so skulls are molding plastic hives;
Industry is surprised and troubled,
says let’s see what we can manage–
we’ll make you comfy plastic bubbles
to soothe cerebral damage
Special VA APPROVED Loans to help Veterans keep their houses help Veterans, and America
SO DONALD TRUMP, MUSK AND DOGE SHUT THEM DOWN
Subsidies to hire teachers for Poor areas in the USA helped America
SO DONALD TRUMP, MUSK AND DOGE SHUT THEM DOWN
Cyberwarfare defense programs protected America from Putin and other enemies
SO DONALD TRUMP, MUSK AND DOGE SHUT THEM DOWN
DOJ programs to stop massive tax fraud helped America
SO DONALD TRUMP, MUSK AND DOGE SHUT THEM DOWN
Programs to help feed children of working families were good for America
SO DONALD TRUMP, MUSK AND DOGE SHUT THEM DOWN
Programs to subsidize training of nurses and health professionals are desperately needed for America
SO DONALD TRUMP, MUSK AND DOGE SHUT THEM DOWN
USAID helped save the lives of children worldwide, and improved America’s standing
SO DONALD TRUMP, MUSK AND DOGE SHUT THEM DOWN
The Dept of Labor helps protect workers
SO DONALD TRUMP, MUSK AND DOGE ARE DESTROYING IT
The Dept of Education helped keep high standards of education in America
SO DONALD TRUMP, MUSK AND DOGE ARE DESTROYING IT
The Food and Drug Administration is helping protect American lives
SO DONALD TRUMP, MUSK AND DOGE ARE DESTROYING IT
The Federal Trade Commission helps protect Americans finances
SO DONALD TRUMP, MUSK AND DOGE ARE DESTROYING IT
The Environmental Protection Agency protects Americans from toxins and pollution of many kinds
SO DONALD TRUMP, MUSK AND DOGE ARE DESTROYING IT
Social Security helps millions of Elderly Americans who paid into it.
SO DONALD TRUMP, MUSK AND DOGE ARE DESTROYING IT
He shares the crowded house that is my skull
The only guest who does not dissipate
The others fade as if a daydreamed trull
But he sojourns and always watching, waits
He nods and smiles when I lash out at you
With pleasure he rewards my worst instincts
He dizzies truth so falsehood seems more true
He covers up dark sources of the links
Not guest and not a stranger now is he
I’ve known him always and a fading night
From trauma nurtured I, my enmity
Laughed bitterly when hope grayed from my sight
Then one hot night I breathe my final rasp
I see him use the doorway of my gasp
People who basically live on their phones get most of their input about the world as memes, and misinformation. If you live on your phone a bit, you’re a bit stupider; if you live on your phone somewhat, you’re somewhat stupider; if you live on your phone a lot, you’re a lot stupider.
(one verse of it anyhow)
America the Dismantled
O beautiful for racist lies,
(For MAGA craves a brain),
For pointless emigrant enmities
Above the fruit-picked plain!
America! America!
Putin plans a grave for thee,
And shoot the guns of incel hoods
From sea to plastic sea!
The daily dismantling of America; the laboratory of the American experiment sold, its apparatus in landfills, to make room for vast AI data centers; armed drones fly over the streets, using behavior assessment programs, shooting outliers alongside the violent sufferers of microplastic dementia.
Consciousness is 3D; the brain and the lower mind–2D. It’s as if those who insist “it’s just the brain” are like Flat Earthers. Like our planet, consciousness is a globe. Literally, it is a globe shaped field. It’s part of something bigger, but also self-contained in itself. Sort of like a bubble in a sea, but not so fragile.
I just used the term mind-bending casually today, as if bending minds is a good thing, and I asked myself: How bent do I want my mind to be? I picture my mind as stainless steel, and use input to bend it this way and that, to try to get it into a certain shape. Someday I’ll do it. It’s a pronged shape.
What is conscience, really? Is it just an uncomfortable feeling you get, a twinge when you do something selfish? That kind of “conscience” is fallible, and subject to your social conditioning, to the fears imprinted on us in childhood, and to biases.
In esoteric spirituality schools, especially those influenced by Plotinus and Gurdjieff, conscience is something we don’t have–despite the occasional twinge–until we gather enough authentic selfhood through self-observation, non-identification with automatic mental processes, self-knowledge, and an increase of consciousness itself. Then, it’s possible step back, within oneself; to open one’s attention, to tune into a higher mind that is part of the overmind of the cosmos. The higher mind adds its intellect to ours, so we have a real and infallible guide. It’s us and it’s more than us. It’s real conscience–arising from real consciousness.
…This prominent hominid ancestral species, self-styled ‘humanity’ or ‘homo sapiens’, was somewhat successful in terms of mechanical construction of civilizations, and notable for occasional bursts of artistic creativity. Nonetheless, its tragic flaws brought about the destructive Anthropocene and a collapse of its fragile social systems and infrastructure. Essentially ‘homo sapiens’ was neurologically boxed-in by a crude cerebral system alternating reward and negative input, inevitably producing addictive and desperate behavior, complicated by wired-in xenophobic pathways cascading to the collapse of its feeble capability for empathy and self awareness. This self-numbing, self-destructive complex was egregiously magnified by the dominant media systems of the time…Our currently dominant mutation, humanitas quartus dimensio, optimized 3rd and 4th dimensions of cognitive self-awareness, enabling objectivity interlaced by empathy…And so HQD emerged from the ruins of the anthropocene and cultivated a new, diverse planetary biome and, thus far, a sustainable civilization…
–from, The Child’s Book of Human Developmental History, circa 3010 CE [translated from the period’s dominant philological form]
Jesus, most scholars agree, existed–in the sense that Yeshua the Nazarene wandered around, said some of the things attributed to him; Jesus made an impression, locally; drew some followers, was crucified. (As for what he really said, see, the “Book of Q” for some sayings they feel certain of, and see also, in my opinion, the Gospel of Thomas.) He may not have died during crucifixion, according to one story, which is more believable than resurrection–he simply looked dead. The Bible, as I recall, does say they got permission to take “his body down early”. But dead on the cross or not, he was likely just a “wisdom teacher” of the time, perhaps a bit mad, in some ways, but brilliant, quite possibly a genius. And well meaning. He was likely not nearly so apocalyptic in his oracular sayings as later evangelists, pissed off at their persecutors, liked to make him out. And it is those later evangelists we can likely blame for the fabrication of most of the fantastic elements of the Jesus mythology.
I believe Jesus was likely more of an Essene-flavored gnostic than a teacher of what people now think of as Christianity, and likely never claimed he was the son of God. He called himself the son of man. He seems to have had deep insights into man’s nature, a philosophy of life that was rather like Lao Tzu, and not far from Buddha, and may have had enlightenment experiences.
He did believe, apparently, that he had a divinely ordained mission. He may well have been the bastard son of a Roman soldier, whom Mary explained as a miraculous birth. Joseph had to tolerate him but probably never accepted him as his own child, leading to Jesus having a neurotic attachment to his “divine father”, a projection on the supposed father of the universe, the only one he could psychologically accept.
Jesus seemed to like children, the poor and oppressed–and Mary Magdalen. A gnostic text mentions him kissing her on the mouth and in another he defends her worthiness to his male followers.
Jesus was called “the annointed” by his followers–that is, Cristos–and the Romans (Tacitus) record him as having been executed for insurrection. “…Christus, from whom the name [Christian] had its origin, suffered the extreme penalty during the reign of Tiberius at the hands of one of our procurators, Pontius Pilatus…”
Sometime after the execution of Jesus, elderly Jewish writers rolled their eyes at the recollections of him, saying they remembered him well, as a “sorceror”, a trickster, and the bastard son of a Roman soldier named Pantera. Essentially saying: “Him? We remember, already–he was a schmuck!” (Okay, so I’m paraphrasing).
There are two references to him found in some versions of “Antiquities”, attributed to the Jewish historian Josephus, but the more enthusiastic one was clearly interpolated–-an out and out fraud, simply inserted in the text–-by a later Christian copyist.
However there was one text, likely authentic, attributed to Josephus, that has the ring of authenticity:
“At this time there was a wise man who was called Jesus, and his conduct was good, and he was known to be virtuous.”