Monthly Archives: September 2015

In Heaven, the Christians say, god has prepared a better life for man. Is it better to never be hungry or thirsty, or in need of clothing or shelter, than to work for and earn these things? Is it better … Continue reading →

It is bomb, bomb, bomb, Drop a bomb into Islam. Now we go bomb, bomb, bomb, Into a tomb, tomb, tomb! There is a place, there is a room, There’s a wasting space of doom, And it is down, very … Continue reading →

Oh, Islam is a bed-bug, Your blood it wants to drink; So squash it with authority And wash it down the sink! Authority of love-of-life, That does with reason think, And with good acts of soldiers true Pours Islam down … Continue reading →

The girls came to the nunnery, Who selfhood had them none, To learn the life of nunnery, Which isn’t much a one. They lay upon the floor there And deemed it very nice, And dreamed of evil more there And … Continue reading →

When men give all their all to God And he gives nothing back,— Wait! Since there’s no god, nor ghostly bod’ It is not right to write like that! ……………………………………. When men give all their all to naught And all … Continue reading →

Most men do not think it is mentally un-healthy to worship God. The science of psychology has a long way to go before it itself becomes healthy, before its practitioners cease to be cowards and embrace man’s nature, man’s reason, … Continue reading →

“What?!” the man exclaimed, “you don’t believe in God? You don’t believe in anything?” I looked him straight in the eyes and said, “I believe in justice.” “What? That blind-folded woman who can’t see what’s going on? Come on, get … Continue reading →

Freedom to worship God is only freedom to worship primacy of consciousness, freedom to worship un-reality, freedom to worship a wish, freedom to worship humility, abnegation, failure, death. Freedom to worship God is the freedom to worship man’s spirit and … Continue reading →

Give highest praise to Captain Klaus, Who from his icy, sea-bound house Reached hand upon the whale of time And threw it o’er his back with rhyme. Then, blood serene and breath not fast, He blew a gale that shall … Continue reading →

To praise the thing superb, well done, To feel that praise inside you spring Like sparrows to the risen sun, Your lips like roses, ope’ to sing, Though speech not yet has gathered fire To wing glad song from off … Continue reading →

Tweeting ’round the reeling world My happy sparrow flies. His tweets are joyous dew, impearled With hope that never dies. His tweeting speeches, made of rhymes, Tweet-speak new wisdom for new times: Tweet of self, as nature knows, Tweet of … Continue reading →

The Pope is in the White House, The dirty, filthy louse. He’s telling all the world To act like one meek mouse. “Give up, give up,” he tells us, “Your profits to the poor.” Oh, when will men of justice … Continue reading →

I’ve no need to be forgiven, Don’t imagine a god to forgive. In imagination living, He wouldn’t really live. (Myself ‘twould be forgiving, My god set off by me. I’d split myself—THAT’S sinning, And split I will not be.) I’ll … Continue reading →

The Pope is selfless, not a man— A bent up lid of garbage can. Recycle not, but toss in sea, Where he will lie eternally. Some fish upon the ocean floor May wonder at a thing so poor, Without a … Continue reading →

I-Slam my head upon the floor; I slam, Islam, I slam some more, Till all my brains are mixed on through And I’m ordained a puppet, too. Mohammed has control of me; I give my soul to misery. Foul evil … Continue reading →

Refugee: one who flees to a foreign country to escape danger or persecution. Immigrant: One who comes to a country for permanent residence. From these definitions clearly a man may be both a refugee and an immigrant at one and … Continue reading →

Two strangers sat down on a beach in southern France. Said one to the other, “Do you live here?” “No,” said the other, “I just got here this morning.” “Me, too. Where are you going? “First, I’m going to that … Continue reading →

Proud poster posting pictures of the beautiful and glad, Who lights our eyes with sun’s bright rise and blooms disdaining sad, Who shares the lovely mountain scapes—-high countries of you mind— With we who love delighting in the joys-of-life you … Continue reading →

It was a painting such as had never been attempted in the long history of art. It was a painting of a supremely confident man caught in a moment of an even more supreme happiness. It was on a very … Continue reading →