Monthly Archives: December 2015

Hold On!

I met a bitter old man who said, “Your senses can’t be trusted, And nothing can be known. Man’s nature, it is busted— This truth I’ve always known. Look, put this stick into the lake And see how it looks … Continue reading

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The Worship of Tenitery

What is eternity? Naught but a sound. A combination of e…ter…nit…y. It could just as well be tenitery. The religious person says he wants to die And go up to heaven for tenitery. But nothing is nothing, and that will … Continue reading

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Kant, The Terrorist

The evil creature Kant does say In duty throw your life away. For then you’ll be totally free From the taint of reality. And many men listen to he, Who feel him superior, wise, And go setting other men free … Continue reading

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What Came In?

Praise came in with a silv’ry wreath, Gave it to one who had not belief, But solo convictions born of thought That held the words of the works he wrought. Love came in with a trident true, Gave it to … Continue reading

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The Bodiless Phantom

I walked into the office and there was Greg, sitting with hands folded, eyes closed, and mumbling something. “Greg,” I said, “what are you doing?” He looked up, surprised, and said, “I’m praying.” “Praying? What’s that?” “Surely, Bob, you know … Continue reading

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Beyond, or Below, Understanding?

Ben, a rational atheist, in presenting highly imaginative, yet very logical arguments against belief in God, finally got his opponent, Rich, locked into a corner. Upon which Rich responded with what he apparently felt was an unanswerable statement: “The ways … Continue reading

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Done With Men of God

What does it mean when a man, a priest,, minister, preacher, etc., says that he is a man of God? That he speaks for God? That God has appointed him? That he has volunteered to work for God? What kind … Continue reading

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This Is It

His “I” is why the man goes high To soar across the planet sky, And I am me to rise and be The highest flight you’ll ever see, Above dear earth and over Mars To flare a diamond in the … Continue reading

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Jesus Laughed To Himself

Jesus laughed to himself as he hung on the cross, for he knew that the pain and the suffering weren’t real, that his death wasn’t real, for soon he would lie in a cave, and his body, which he didn’t … Continue reading

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Writing for God

Someone wrote that God said, “You shall have no other gods before me. You shall make no graven image of any man or woman. You shall not bow down thyself to them, nor serve them, for I, thy Lord God, … Continue reading

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Betrayal

Plato’s shadow that he saw Was not a god at all, But one carved man quite real Who stood man-made ideal, And the shadow that he cast Scared off Plato to the past, Where in caverns of the mind He … Continue reading

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One Song Sung

Oh, you who are me And I who am you, Perfected in art, Pure part by pure part Till, fused into soul, We two are one whole, So timeless, ideal, Our sign and our seal Of braveness more brave And … Continue reading

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The Voice of Night Meets The Voice of Day

There was a crowd of two hundred or so people, mostly men and women, in the hallowed old church. They had come to hear a young man and woman condemned for fornicating in the small woods beyond the outskirts of … Continue reading

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For My Future (a poem of youth)

He stands on rugged gray-rock height, His strong rough hands clasp sun’s gold light; He leans with ease into wind’s might And takes the rallying world in. Half naked body glows and gleams, His stomach, chest, throw rippled beams; Yet … Continue reading

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Islam Is A Pig

Islam is for swine, you know, The rotten kind whose minds are low. When you find one, then you know Islam is a pig. With bacon lips, and hams for hands, Mohammed raped and murdered lands. Everyone now understands Islam … Continue reading

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The Little Rat

When he died Jesus went to the great high Hall of Justice and knocked on the great high door. A beautiful, deep, resonant and level voice responded, “What do you want? Do you know where you are?” Jesus squeaked, “Yes. … Continue reading

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I Had A Scar

I had a scar upon my head, Was right between my eyes. A slender thing, like steel thread, Was perfect in its size. I’d bumped a radiator When I was only three, And many a year that scar stayed there, … Continue reading

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Success

The Stairway of Success Leads up to happiness. But what to do on top? Go on, and never stop!

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Almost Still Life

Red and round and shiny bright, Smooth to touch and firm to sight; Baseball size, yet not for throw; Watching it can make you glow. Waits it for your hand to grab, Smiling, waits for teeth to stab; Knows the … Continue reading

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The Landing

The stairway of success Led up to happiness, As, waiting for him there On landing rich and rare, Agleam with marble shine Of white and blue design, His dear serenely stood Who made his life so good, And so by … Continue reading

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The Girl On The Golden Bike

The girl on the golden bike flew down the road, The gold of her hair a torch that whipped and flowed. Her face in the sunrise flashed a golden fire As on down the hill she flew to her desire. … Continue reading

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Applying For Citizenship

The U.S. official sits in a small room.  In front of him, a door admitting prospective citizens.  Behind him at his right, a door marked IN; to his left, a door marked OUT.  The front door opens.  A Muslim enters. … Continue reading

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Old David

His grip upon his deadly gun, Aimed straight against his foe, Was like a tide of ocean’s run That has a ways to go. The teller killer twisted slight, Grabbed steel and quickly drew, But David’s gun has spoken right … Continue reading

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Necessary Evil?

According to Christianity sex is a necessary evil.  What is a necessary evil?  How can something deemed necessary to life be regarded as evil?  Why aren’t breathing, eating and drinking deemed necessary evils?  And what about seeing and hearing?  Why … Continue reading

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