The Good News?

Good Morning! I know. You're speechless. That's good. The beginning of wisdom, is silence. To fill that hated 'void', with well pressed words, of interminable verbiage signifying 'spin, spam and manipulation...is the sanctum, and signal purpose of news journalism. But of late, they have lost their tongues, and the rag of respect, they had...in total.

Pray, the Sadducee's and Pharisee's had done, as well. Alas, it was all to the good, in the end of things. Aren't Gods wonderful works, mysteriously strange...and, well...wonderful? Opaque, rather...even non-transparent. Nothing is so obvious of the divine, as human misinterpretation, and immaturity. Many many religions have been raised, around that, to the harm of billions...down the ages.

Christian instruction, in the last four decades...has taken a hit as well, for the 'blanding' of its 'King James Version', into the 'blah' of its current iterations. For, lazy and lying scribes have taken it upon themselves, to 'ease' the pablum of 'the word' down the gullets of, not so innocent, children...to fuck with 'a jot or tittle, of the word', to their damnation.

Thus, instead of Aramaic, Greek and Latin...to decipher in scholarly labs of grammery...the difficulty and interest, of understanding a deity's kabala, has been reduced to 'the good news, for idiots', and no one, may find the 'root', or a truth of anything...as planned, I suspect.

Humanity has become as lost and 'head banging' as a gay guy, in a blind bar...groping for anything, to hang onto. He has become blinder than the blind...for he has given away what he was, to what he is not...lying, incessantly to his self. But the blind will not judge, so, one sees the attraction. The rest of us have to watch this sick and political charade of liberal pretense...and suffer, its 'cycle' out. It IS a cycle, and like all such movement...it will turn, and grow bald, and blow! It does so...blow.

I am a 'Sure. Why not?' kind of person, so I overlook much, and am curious yellow, as a kitty. Certainly, under opportune conditions's...I might 'cop a feel' of another. 'Texture' is everything. We are all fallible. We are, probably, all bi-sexual, though many would deny it. I abide in the epistle of the apostle 'Paul', the movie 'Paul'...that is, where he say's "We're all bisexual, on my planet."

Well, hooray for evolution. Any moron can see, 'we've changed', over time...yet people are so, 'either, or not!' Why do humans reduce themselves to entrapment, in their own faulted paradigm? It doesn't have to be that way. It could be more fun than that. It could be investigative and rich  and adventurous...a delight, in every way. We need not lie...to get our dessert. Just try honesty...honestly, and good luck, with that.

Don't worry. I hear you. Your entire rejection of my monkey business, rings in my ears...as a sound of silence. But, while I know...you will not leave a verb or a vowel, to admit your presence on my blog, or social media account...none the less, you scrutinize each word, salaciously...and 'wish' them, untrue. As my mother used to say..."Spit in one hand, wish in the other. See which fills the fastest."

I pray for your enrichment, and 'eventual' release from incarceration, on your own prison planet.


Written by Bruce James Clyde 2016, at Deming, New Mexico

Art: Elvin forest path, google art