Trump is proven to be a liar with my own eyes. And my own ears. I’m a funny and unforgiving kind of person, so that if someone LIES TO ME I don’t give them a second chance. I will then never take them at their word ever again, and ALWAYS crossreference anything they expound …anything that comes from them on out as though it were truth MUST be checked and vetted before it is added to the body of knowledge in my own brain. I just don’t trust liars, and it’s a very sad day when the president of the United States must be crossreferenced to be believed. And that’s where it stands, I never had to even crossreference Bush, etc….I just didn’t like his decisions. But he didn’t stand there trying to say the sky is green. And again, I keep my own integrity and I vet truth before I collate it with existing understandings. The thing that is nice about the times is that they do stick to facts because it’s a Times. Think of times like the ak-47 gun in the journalism arsenal of Truth. Now it is a fact, that the further into LIES someone goes, the more those who tell the truth will be disappearing in the distance. The more that lies wrap a heart, the more impossible it is for that person to even recognize truth. They wouldn’t know Jesus … The TRUTH AND THE WAY … If they saw Him right in front of them. Because lies have decorated their world of false gods and false idols …. The worship of money and the bowing to a king of lies….to one man of power in the hopes for favors from Earth, while God in heaven weeps. Come away from Trump lies and to the truth ….”I am the truth and the way, no man comes to the father but by me.” Worshipping money was never the way, and bearing false witness was never something desirable in a leader. Those are the kind of leaders that only lead from behind. Those are the kind of leaders who set traps for their followers, jonestown is one. The system of the United States cannot protect you, only the truth and the way can protect you. Only the truth is going to set you free. Trumpistan is the nation of lies. The United States is the nation of Truth that will stand against it. It’s one of those things we can’t dissolve even if you want to win really really bad. Even if your ache for power is so strong, you will put a blasphemer on the throne and call him your god. What is power? It’s nothing if you can’t stop and smell the roses in the REAL world. And those black holes of lies will never release you. Integrity is important, and journalism of integrity are the knights of Truth ….. More than anything I wish them God speed. May the evil liars of trumpistan fall and fall hard. May the hypnotists like trump, and the charismatics who use their gifts of persuasion to harm the people, may they get their reward. Bury them in gold and tell them they get to eat it. Life is too damn short. And I’m too old to have to relate lessons that every baby in the nation should have learned by age 3. I don’t know what kind of fool it takes to follow something like a trump, but I know what kind of greed it takes…because there is only one kind. And it always rots whatever it occupies. On its deathbed it only sees the vortex, the paradox of lies. The endless infinity to confusion and fear, paranoia and violence. As for me and mine, our house will follow the Lord. NOT Trump.
It’s really weird for me, ok?
To have parents complaining
That their children’s homework is too hard for them to do.
Is it just me??? That sees this as strange
Parents complaining that they don’t have time to finish their child’s homework
Seriously, this is what they are really saying
They use the word “help”
HELP with homework
But we all know what that means, it means CHEAT
it means the kid is not the one doing the work
These tenderfoots hold their kid’s hands through math problems because omg they need help to do it…
I was told tough shit kid, your on your own.
You ask how to spell a word, the response is “you know where the dictionary is.”
If you don’t have time to finish a project or get to the library…the response is “you had plenty of time to get that done and you just procrastinated.”
I sure knew the word procrastinated by age 8.
Nobody held our hand
Nobody helped make sure homework was done, or even cared. Because that was YOUR responsibility to turn in
The parent wasn’t turning in homework
Never did MY homework
And I was a B student
But it was all me, baby. With no help.
So when parents complain that they can’t understand the new math, so now they can’t “help” their child with homework….I want to say that progress is a bitch, isn’t it? Almost always bites cheaters in the ass.
But that’s how I see it.
If the child fails, let them fail.
No favors are done by “helping” then with homework. It’s shooting them in the foot. They don’t even get that responsibility. All the blame and none of the responsibility
All I can say is you all must really hate your kids
The world pulls
But I don’t follow
Don’t shun remorse
Don’t fly away and think only of the
Life liberty by way of pursuit of justice…errrrr, happiness?
Never so much as found
Found myself wanting
Found myself too dumb for morning biscuits
Found only the silence
Found the noise like gongs
Exploding in a head
Too easily found on a plate
Minus any ambulatory attempt
For redemption’s purpose.
To follow where it all leads is a sick indulgence
The memory of youth
No decisions rest in your own hands
So I’m my own path and it stinks
Quite thoroughly reeks
Of overbounded justification
The night of inadequacy and deep rue
(Leave the despair for those who deserve ends)
Oh… I flew
Once or twice
Marshaled the angels in a course only matched by the sun
Days of infinity upon us
I look forward
Because back is finished puzzling me
Awake never held triumph
That’s not the goal
I’ll tell you plain
The goal is to be no one’s bitch
Because time gave me one hope
GIVES one hope:
That forever is not a punishment to now.
That found is only so grand as lost is extreme.
My name, Eileen, means “light”
Yet I traveled every dark way
Every corner of length and depravity,
Things I’ve told no one and everyone
In so many words;
Days of rest only need to be reached
I can go into floods of every other decision and leave the one, the mine.
While I mine for clarity
And scoff the methods of followers
The followers of method…
No creativity! None
What does it mean to adapt?
What does it mean to survive?
I tell myself that both children are alive, for mothers day
That is my gift to ME
They live, and what more could any parent ask?
Certainly, I am due nothing. Because it was
Always I who found
And unreasonably smiling at the course of humanity itself,
To which my small part was to stop cruelty
Not encourage YOURS or anyone’s
Saving piles of immediate grace
I saw the ends
And this is after sight finished
And insanity left a taint
Or perhaps it’s only weariness:
Weary and tired of the million ways of lies
And the thousand excuses for peace.
I didn’t give you what you wanted
Held my vision aloft
The only true secret goes to no one
I am one of those
So around me the buzz worries if I mine anyone or care
Am i a sociopath? Not to mention that almost every socialite is destructive, where to abstain is to not destroy with the rest….so let’s just forget annoy all of that
Forget what I might see and what I even care….
No crusader has the luxury of love, don’t you know that?
The luxury to lose and mourn the SELF …no. It was onward Christian soldiers
Not onward angels of mercy or lights of compassion
Ask me what I sang most lustfully? Warriors are born, I’m sure. The winds of change…
The hearts that stand, mute.
Because polish is the shiny aptitude
In god damn ever loving and ever stinking
Faith! Listen to me? Have pity on someone who hung the big picture a long time ago
& decided one thing.
That I would not look away.
If they make abortion illegal they will have no way to enforce the law they made.
They will therefore destroy law itself.
Roes vs wade wasn’t decided because of politics. It was decided because legislation to outlaw abortions does not work.
Not only that, but these days they’ll just put a video up instructing on how to do home abortions. They’ll sell home abortion kits on ebay. Find ways to inject a fetus and have a still birth. Or the traditional throwing a just born baby in a dumpster to die.
While it would be very easy to legislate death, and we do that in fact with a death penalty (though even that gets complicated) …Another example would be ancient cultures that wrote laws that female children were to be killed. That is actually possible, to legislate death.
But trying to legislate life is crazy. You can’t. Not won’t, but can’t. It can’t be done. You can’t force someone to create life on your demand.
Well you could, but that is called SLAVERY and we outlawed slavery already, fought a big war over it and everything.
There are good things about traditional Christian religions, enough that they withstand the test of time.
The new evangelical religion has worked capitalization into their doctrine, and has yet to prove that anyone raised in their faith becomes a balanced human being. Trump was raised by evangelicals, for example.
They push the idea that in order for god to bless you AT ALL, you must give as much money as possible to the evangelical church. If you aren’t blessed, that means you aren’t giving enough.
While traditional Christian churches have flirted with that ideology, they tend to look more to the afterlife and grace and blessings as a product of your belief, not a product that is relative to how “much money you give to god.”
Because of their money grubbing dogma, evangelical churches are worshipping money, it is money worshippers and if you look at the trump religion, that evangelical church based in New York…. Its main principal is that “God approves of you completely and nothing is a sin if you make money, if it is profitable then it is always right. Always.”
That’s what they believe. That’s what Trump believes …has lived his life deciding right and wrong according to money, not according to how his actions affect the rest of society.
The evangelicals are grabbing for power, now.
The answer might be to turn the entire nation to atheism. I don’t know. But since evangelism revolves on money, that’s where you hit them. Should try that first.
The incorrect directions
Of society overall
Have happened through conversation
Between gossips and critics and slaves
Where an inbetween route
Took charge of the ruts
And rutted all day
Until all were the dance queens
All were the lambs
All formed a circle
Out of reality they pranced…
That in between way for some
Other kind of talk
Was the path of hypotheticals
What would you do? If…
The conversation bleed into random
Parts of nowhere happened
Followed all to seem
To think it’s somehow
How things work
And even against laws of physics
Against realities of tension
Stress and strain
It all was for the game
To be neither critic
Nor lost in the bored wastes
The factor of needing less
To survive gave mankind
Therefore montresso is correct
But they will call even harder
The butterfly flap is about turns
A way to be
The crime of importance…
What color are you?
When is less more
How much can I study
Before going mad
But I’ll fill in the ruts
In this direction
Reality leaves direction
To the wonderment
Of insect trammeled soil