Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Friday, March 26, 2010
911 Jones Street, Berkeley CA. 1:18 AM 2010
Well, this mindstem, rough shod and tragic
lifts its clod face knife wise once again
A rejection of the soft leash hanging round my neck
with smoky vine and branches
Another day of sludge
waiting for the crispy vegetables
to ripen
lifts its clod face knife wise once again
A rejection of the soft leash hanging round my neck
with smoky vine and branches
Another day of sludge
waiting for the crispy vegetables
to ripen
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
A Short Note
In regard to my previous post, offensive as it is, while I am sitting here not studying for my New Testament exam tomorrow, I wanted to say that God (DAO) (The Great Is) (Allah) (The True ONE) is a glorious, wonderful, IS. And all those names are of course trying to, as we all are, get at the Great Being that is the source of this life and consciousness that we are down here experiencing. I can't fault all the religions for trying, and I can't take away from the truth which lies in all of their articulations, yet, as can be noted in my previous post, I have a hard time accepting the totality of their books because they seem to have led us to this present moment, and I think we all agree that we could be doing a better job getting along as a human race and taking care of our Mother earth, so I do admittedly get a little over enthusiastic in my desire for us to move forward and leave some of the limited beliefs of the past where they belong, in the past. In the future may we find light, love, hope, faith, honesty, joy, and truth. Iwachupa. Wetaha.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
What Are You Doing In Seminary Mr. Scott?
Well, I guess one way to think about it, would be to say that I'm a missionary for the Church of the Open Mind, trying to convert Christians to the ONO-Truth faith... We are all on the same boat here ladies and gentlemen, there are more than 7 billion of us. Half way through my first semester in seminary, I'm only getting a firmer conviction that these "Christians" (not to say that they are any crazier than any of the other groups who profess faith to some outdated "truth") are running around trying to get everyone to believe, along with them, that the murder of an innocent man (or the sacrifice of the lamb of god as they would prefer we call it) somehow got us all off the hook, even though 2000 years since we crucified Jesus Christ (who told us to love each other, to not be angry with each other, who told us to turn the other cheek) we are still murdering each other, still acting like bloody fools, serving the master of the Old Testament who JC was trying to liberate us from...
Just to make sure nobody thinks I'm getting converted here.
I have an open mind people.
I know that I am human, I am finite man living in the realm of infinite spirit, I'll never be able to articulate the whole truth. But I can tell you, and let me tell you, it's time for us to stop believing these lies we've been told for thousands of years. It's time for us to move toward the light, to stop murdering each other and serving the demons of selfishness, self-centeredness, fear, and guilt which are shoved down our throats the minute we are born into this hegemonic patriarchal reality, so very apparent in the Tanakh (Old Testament) which Jesus Christ may very well have been trying to liberate us from (I don't think they killed him for nothing, he must have been saying some radical things), but we killed him, we who are still under the yoke of that Satanic book, the Bible, and once we murdered Christ, the Messiah, the King who had come to set his people free (we're all Jews here in this scenario in case you didn't notice), well once he was dead, just fast forward and see that everything that he preached against sandwiches the story of his "resurrection," you have that judgmental, angry, juvenile, petty little God, a real brat in the world of Gods, who shows up over and over again in the Tanakh playing little games on earth and trying to control people with less effect than a truly omnipotent God would have, and then you get Jesus coming and saying something so radically new that it got him killed, and then you get the "Bible," which is mostly Old Testament, followed by some stories about Jesus, and finally closed out with The Revelation which sticks Jesus (mr. forgiveness himself) up there next to Asshole God #1, ready to Judge people at the end times, and blah blah blah. Anyways, my point is that my point has not changed, GET OVER IT EVERYBODY! STOP KILLING EACH OTHER! STOP KILLING ME! LOVE EACH OTHER! LOVE EACH OTHER! LOVE EACH OTHER!
Jesus Christ. Is it really so complicated? www.openmindchurch.com.
lots of love,
The Goose Wrangler
Just to make sure nobody thinks I'm getting converted here.
I have an open mind people.
I know that I am human, I am finite man living in the realm of infinite spirit, I'll never be able to articulate the whole truth. But I can tell you, and let me tell you, it's time for us to stop believing these lies we've been told for thousands of years. It's time for us to move toward the light, to stop murdering each other and serving the demons of selfishness, self-centeredness, fear, and guilt which are shoved down our throats the minute we are born into this hegemonic patriarchal reality, so very apparent in the Tanakh (Old Testament) which Jesus Christ may very well have been trying to liberate us from (I don't think they killed him for nothing, he must have been saying some radical things), but we killed him, we who are still under the yoke of that Satanic book, the Bible, and once we murdered Christ, the Messiah, the King who had come to set his people free (we're all Jews here in this scenario in case you didn't notice), well once he was dead, just fast forward and see that everything that he preached against sandwiches the story of his "resurrection," you have that judgmental, angry, juvenile, petty little God, a real brat in the world of Gods, who shows up over and over again in the Tanakh playing little games on earth and trying to control people with less effect than a truly omnipotent God would have, and then you get Jesus coming and saying something so radically new that it got him killed, and then you get the "Bible," which is mostly Old Testament, followed by some stories about Jesus, and finally closed out with The Revelation which sticks Jesus (mr. forgiveness himself) up there next to Asshole God #1, ready to Judge people at the end times, and blah blah blah. Anyways, my point is that my point has not changed, GET OVER IT EVERYBODY! STOP KILLING EACH OTHER! STOP KILLING ME! LOVE EACH OTHER! LOVE EACH OTHER! LOVE EACH OTHER!
Jesus Christ. Is it really so complicated? www.openmindchurch.com.
lots of love,
The Goose Wrangler
Sunday, March 14, 2010
A Little Response for one of the classes, I'm a little afraid it might offend the Episcopal Minister who teaches the class.
"Do you feel these bodies should continue this practice of female exclusion from ordained ministry? If yes, explain why. If no, what can be done to effect change in these bodies that refuse full inclusion of women in the life of the Church?"
"Then I saw an angel coming down from Heaven, holding in his hand the key to the bottomless pit and a great chain. He seized the dragon, that ancient serpent, who is the Devil and Satan, and bound him for a thousand years, and threw him into the pit, and locked and sealed it over him, so that he would deceive the nations no more, until the thousand years were ended. After that he must be let out for a little while." (Revelation 20:1-4)
Unfortunately I'm not sure he was ever put away. If women are called to preach, I say preach. I'm a feminist, which is to say that I believe in equality of the sexes, and beyond that, I am a radical feminist, which is to say I believe that we aren't going to solve the problems of the patriarchy by making small adjustments in the patriarchal system, such as allowing women to become CEO's or Bishops or Pope's, as a liberal feminist (according to the common definitions I learned about feminism studying Women's Studies from 2003-04) would suggest. Giving women access to the already warped structures of patriarchal capitalism just forces women to take on roles of unhealthy socially constructed patriarchal masculinity. You want access to the rat race? Have at it, and welcome to hell. Women are entering the competitive, emotionless world of power and control which dominates patriarchy. It used to be just men competing with men, and women were capital in the game, but now women are entering the game and competing just the same, sacrificing their emotions, their, humanity, as men have been doing now for hundreds of years, pitting themselves against each other in a selfish, individualistic, reality, right out of the Bible.
And that's really the problem. The god of the Bible created each one of us, and judges each one of us, separately, and when we are rewarded, it is often at the expense of someone else, or they are being punished for being bad, and we are being rewarded for being good. It's a competition, and it is fear based, and it's about power and control, control of a destiny after death based on actions in life. We try to control our behavior, not because we care about our fellow man, our tribe of mankind, and our mother earth, but because we want the individualistic rewards of God for ourselves. So we think that we, the individual, matter, and very often our benefit it is at the expense of someone else. And BANG, welcome to present day reality, as we rape Mother Earth, and try to keep her performing like some drugged up baby momma, popping out oil and food just as fast as we damn well expect her too, hence depleted oceans, overpopulation, completely exhausted top soil, drought, starvation and lack of potable water in huge portions of the world population, while we buy Evian bottles over here in the "1st world" at a higher price per weight than we pay for gasoline.
"Thus the LORD said to me: Make yourself a yoke of straps and bars, and put them on your neck." (Jeremiah 27:2)
We've kept that yoke on far too long. The Bible is full of it, from Genesis 3:16, when God curses woman for her little forbidden meal, "in pain shall you bring forth children, yet your desire shall be for your husband, and he shall rule over you," all the way to Paul's words on the matter which classmates have discussed.
What I don't understand is why women would want anything to do with representing any church which calls the Bible their sacred book. As Adam and Eve were forced "by God" to leave the garden and toil the fields and eat bread, so have we continued over the past few thousand years murdering and forcing native people's who still lived in the Garden, in harmony with their Mother Earth, off of their land, and into the same curse we have been living out, all for a little snack and becoming "like one of us" (Gen 3:22). Maybe it's time to close Pandora's box. Jesus had some great things to say, but me thinks he was trying to liberate people from the curse, but instead what once was only the curse of the Jews, has become, through a whole lot of missionary work, the curse of mankind. You could cut down the teachings of Jesus to a nice small pamphlet, and ladies and gentlemen who want their humanity back could preach that.
But hey, I'm for equal rights, so if women want to join "the church," have at it, and may God have mercy on our souls.
best,
Andrew
"Then I saw an angel coming down from Heaven, holding in his hand the key to the bottomless pit and a great chain. He seized the dragon, that ancient serpent, who is the Devil and Satan, and bound him for a thousand years, and threw him into the pit, and locked and sealed it over him, so that he would deceive the nations no more, until the thousand years were ended. After that he must be let out for a little while." (Revelation 20:1-4)
Unfortunately I'm not sure he was ever put away. If women are called to preach, I say preach. I'm a feminist, which is to say that I believe in equality of the sexes, and beyond that, I am a radical feminist, which is to say I believe that we aren't going to solve the problems of the patriarchy by making small adjustments in the patriarchal system, such as allowing women to become CEO's or Bishops or Pope's, as a liberal feminist (according to the common definitions I learned about feminism studying Women's Studies from 2003-04) would suggest. Giving women access to the already warped structures of patriarchal capitalism just forces women to take on roles of unhealthy socially constructed patriarchal masculinity. You want access to the rat race? Have at it, and welcome to hell. Women are entering the competitive, emotionless world of power and control which dominates patriarchy. It used to be just men competing with men, and women were capital in the game, but now women are entering the game and competing just the same, sacrificing their emotions, their, humanity, as men have been doing now for hundreds of years, pitting themselves against each other in a selfish, individualistic, reality, right out of the Bible.
And that's really the problem. The god of the Bible created each one of us, and judges each one of us, separately, and when we are rewarded, it is often at the expense of someone else, or they are being punished for being bad, and we are being rewarded for being good. It's a competition, and it is fear based, and it's about power and control, control of a destiny after death based on actions in life. We try to control our behavior, not because we care about our fellow man, our tribe of mankind, and our mother earth, but because we want the individualistic rewards of God for ourselves. So we think that we, the individual, matter, and very often our benefit it is at the expense of someone else. And BANG, welcome to present day reality, as we rape Mother Earth, and try to keep her performing like some drugged up baby momma, popping out oil and food just as fast as we damn well expect her too, hence depleted oceans, overpopulation, completely exhausted top soil, drought, starvation and lack of potable water in huge portions of the world population, while we buy Evian bottles over here in the "1st world" at a higher price per weight than we pay for gasoline.
"Thus the LORD said to me: Make yourself a yoke of straps and bars, and put them on your neck." (Jeremiah 27:2)
We've kept that yoke on far too long. The Bible is full of it, from Genesis 3:16, when God curses woman for her little forbidden meal, "in pain shall you bring forth children, yet your desire shall be for your husband, and he shall rule over you," all the way to Paul's words on the matter which classmates have discussed.
What I don't understand is why women would want anything to do with representing any church which calls the Bible their sacred book. As Adam and Eve were forced "by God" to leave the garden and toil the fields and eat bread, so have we continued over the past few thousand years murdering and forcing native people's who still lived in the Garden, in harmony with their Mother Earth, off of their land, and into the same curse we have been living out, all for a little snack and becoming "like one of us" (Gen 3:22). Maybe it's time to close Pandora's box. Jesus had some great things to say, but me thinks he was trying to liberate people from the curse, but instead what once was only the curse of the Jews, has become, through a whole lot of missionary work, the curse of mankind. You could cut down the teachings of Jesus to a nice small pamphlet, and ladies and gentlemen who want their humanity back could preach that.
But hey, I'm for equal rights, so if women want to join "the church," have at it, and may God have mercy on our souls.
best,
Andrew
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
the hawbag strikes again
No rough draft on this old friends. I'm just shooting from the hip and decided to jump right in this blog and start writing. Now I should be studying mind you. Scottypants is engaged in graduate school and all, studying religion (HAH!) at the GTU, but i'm not studying, nor have I been studying lately, at least not as much as I should be. I have barely been exercising either. I have been feeling like my feet are stuck in thick weighty jello, and I can't move. This has been going on for awhile now. I go and go, like moving across the country two months ago from New York City to Berkeley California, from the Atlantic to the Pacific, cutting across the country in my trusty car Blondie like a genius on fire, and sober to boot; and so long as I'm running, I seem to have enough energy, but as soon as I stop for a second, boom, the sludge returns.
So here I am in Berkeley, knee deep in sludge, hawk jawed and fooled. I really want to drink some wine to boost my spirits. That's what it does. Wine or herb to my trusty gullet or lungs and right to the brain and I'm right as rain. But it's a lonely mans game. See I'm trying to do it differently. I'm trying to make the decisions which will lead me down a more deep and meaningful road, like finding a good wife, and having kids and being a good dad, and maybe sharing some holy emptiness with a crowd outside of drunkenness, but my loneliness just wants me to take a sip, pack the pipe, and relax. That feels better. Maybe not in the long run, but don't they say to just live in the present? Well, my favorite way (maybe the only way I know how) to get into the present is to take a drink from the glass of timelessness, or a smoke from the Green Goddess home. Earth, a crisp fresh death, a return to the ground, a delicious sip from the grave. The liquid or smoky infinite, the illusion breaking potion of Now. Hard work and meditation in a glass. Comfort all alone.
For the moment all I have is this sobriety, (well I give myself caffeine and a touch of nicotine, but give me a break, they are very ineffective drugs. I guess that's why they don't get you drunk or stoned). So here I am. Empty. Empty. Empty. I am the emptiness, but this world doesn't seem to want to be saved. I'm already dead, should I just take a break in the meantime and inhale myself in time? The drug is the drug is the drug. Where is the love? I am the drug, drink of me, drink this mystery, stop me wasting time. Who is the fool? I can tell you all about nothing. It means everything, nah. Just tell me to shut up and give me a glass of wine. Another line. And we'll all wake up in Hell. Aloha.
So here I am in Berkeley, knee deep in sludge, hawk jawed and fooled. I really want to drink some wine to boost my spirits. That's what it does. Wine or herb to my trusty gullet or lungs and right to the brain and I'm right as rain. But it's a lonely mans game. See I'm trying to do it differently. I'm trying to make the decisions which will lead me down a more deep and meaningful road, like finding a good wife, and having kids and being a good dad, and maybe sharing some holy emptiness with a crowd outside of drunkenness, but my loneliness just wants me to take a sip, pack the pipe, and relax. That feels better. Maybe not in the long run, but don't they say to just live in the present? Well, my favorite way (maybe the only way I know how) to get into the present is to take a drink from the glass of timelessness, or a smoke from the Green Goddess home. Earth, a crisp fresh death, a return to the ground, a delicious sip from the grave. The liquid or smoky infinite, the illusion breaking potion of Now. Hard work and meditation in a glass. Comfort all alone.
For the moment all I have is this sobriety, (well I give myself caffeine and a touch of nicotine, but give me a break, they are very ineffective drugs. I guess that's why they don't get you drunk or stoned). So here I am. Empty. Empty. Empty. I am the emptiness, but this world doesn't seem to want to be saved. I'm already dead, should I just take a break in the meantime and inhale myself in time? The drug is the drug is the drug. Where is the love? I am the drug, drink of me, drink this mystery, stop me wasting time. Who is the fool? I can tell you all about nothing. It means everything, nah. Just tell me to shut up and give me a glass of wine. Another line. And we'll all wake up in Hell. Aloha.
Sunday, March 07, 2010
I Blew it on Posting this USS New York Post when it was more timely
The USS New York, made with steel from remnants of the World Trade Center, launched a few months ago, and is an amphibious assault dock (sounds menacing).
7.5 tons of WTC steel. It's like a phoenix of war rising from the ashes of terrorism; a giant steel bastion of potential violence floating on the seas. The lesson we failed to learn from the Sept. 11th attacks is that having huge weapons doesn't always keep a center of the American Capitalist universe from getting flown into and blown up by a bunch of terrorists who are willing to blow themselves up in a battle against our greed.
They may be mislead, just like our own young soldiers, into thinking that there is justice in killing. The terrorists are also trained, like us, to believe that their war and its means are just. They are often mislead by leaders who use religious zealotry to feed their power. Some are motivated by genuine spiritual seeking, but in their violence they are completely off track.
To us they are terrorists. To them, we are terrorists. Until one of us gives up fighting, there will always be war. They may never give up, so we have to. The righteous turn the other cheek. Let he who is without sin cast the first stone.
The USS New York is a floating bastion of violence and represents our history of violence, and the slavery on which our capitalism was built. The boat represents our righteousness no more than it represents our violence, fear and greed.
What are we so afraid of that we need such a big army to protect us from? Have we built up this force to protect the greedheads more than ourselves? Is the average American, sitting at a desk in an office building, laboring for the profits of some huge corporation, or the man in uniform who is defending this nation which defends those corporations, victims of a savage individualism, inculcated greed, violence, and licentiousness, propped up and called freedom?
Friday, March 05, 2010
Suffering on a Thursday or Another One For Jenn
Everything and nothing exist concurrently
Nothing is true at the same time as everything
The middle way is just as true as all the way and no way
It's all nothing and everything
Emptiness and form
Finite and infinite
It is what it is and it is what we make it
I'm so tired sitting at my desk
I get in bed and I can't sleep
Stacy was so right
I could have stayed in New York and got a firmer foundation
Now I'm all the way here
and there is no turning back
Forward Ho said the Goose faced bandit
sliding burnt from an ungreased pan
Oh well, I had a paradise apt. in NYC
and I ran like hell
Now I have a train honking every few hours making sure I never really sleep
and no good delivery and no real heating
and no Donaldo sitting in his wheelchair
outside 245 West 25th street smoking cigarettes and singing about the Kingston Baby
Too many realities all existing at the same time
Everywhere and nowhere
The Madman on parade
Listening for God and studying Buddhism and trying to save the world
Where am I going? Nowhere
Endlessly rushing nowhere
It's all right here.
Everywhere and now.
I'm wide awake
Just as soon as I get in bed
Oh fool
Empty glass of dilapidation.
Wet meat.
A sliver of decay.
I am crab.
Flem shnort
plus rag
flor hound
Glaz drop
yep. that about sums it up.
Eat my taco
Flag heads
Eat shrimp
Can't you see?
Zarathustra mouths
Eyes covered over with throat grass
stump eared and glazy
Tie tongued and easy
Drunk on steam.
Flesh eaters at the greed trough
munching in the weeds
Skinning naked Children on your motorcycles
flame broiled with lazy breath
Oh wrench people
Hot bed wetting video games
Sucking on TV
Jessica Simpson Tits
floating on a spewing vagina coughing lava from the depths of the Earth
Eat my flea house.
It's just me and my dog.
He wears a tuxedo and his name is Kingston.
We live on Jones street next to black people
who are the same race as me,
color of my dog,
born real tan while I get my worthy skin cancers removed and reconcile death.
This ship shrinks every day
and we all same tribe
See the Mezuzah on my blue door frame
We are all to blame.
Nothing is true at the same time as everything
The middle way is just as true as all the way and no way
It's all nothing and everything
Emptiness and form
Finite and infinite
It is what it is and it is what we make it
I'm so tired sitting at my desk
I get in bed and I can't sleep
Stacy was so right
I could have stayed in New York and got a firmer foundation
Now I'm all the way here
and there is no turning back
Forward Ho said the Goose faced bandit
sliding burnt from an ungreased pan
Oh well, I had a paradise apt. in NYC
and I ran like hell
Now I have a train honking every few hours making sure I never really sleep
and no good delivery and no real heating
and no Donaldo sitting in his wheelchair
outside 245 West 25th street smoking cigarettes and singing about the Kingston Baby
Too many realities all existing at the same time
Everywhere and nowhere
The Madman on parade
Listening for God and studying Buddhism and trying to save the world
Where am I going? Nowhere
Endlessly rushing nowhere
It's all right here.
Everywhere and now.
I'm wide awake
Just as soon as I get in bed
Oh fool
Empty glass of dilapidation.
Wet meat.
A sliver of decay.
I am crab.
Flem shnort
plus rag
flor hound
Glaz drop
yep. that about sums it up.
Eat my taco
Flag heads
Eat shrimp
Can't you see?
Zarathustra mouths
Eyes covered over with throat grass
stump eared and glazy
Tie tongued and easy
Drunk on steam.
Flesh eaters at the greed trough
munching in the weeds
Skinning naked Children on your motorcycles
flame broiled with lazy breath
Oh wrench people
Hot bed wetting video games
Sucking on TV
Jessica Simpson Tits
floating on a spewing vagina coughing lava from the depths of the Earth
Eat my flea house.
It's just me and my dog.
He wears a tuxedo and his name is Kingston.
We live on Jones street next to black people
who are the same race as me,
color of my dog,
born real tan while I get my worthy skin cancers removed and reconcile death.
This ship shrinks every day
and we all same tribe
See the Mezuzah on my blue door frame
We are all to blame.
Inverted Nonsense
Hey plow horse
What gravy you belching from your glazed fags?
Hot butter in your fireplace, monkey man?
Go shovel worms you foul mouthed sucker
I'll eat your fresh caught trout on a french BBQ
In Colorado mountains riding horses by the lake
Suck my train horn you savage!
You bunch of gay fags with your women sex and multicultural affinities!
Aha, now I caught you in your queer theory class
when I had sex with self-identified lesbian on my couch
studying white lesbian feminist womens studies
Only to get cock jabbed in Christian Education class by a womanist mujerista
rejecting gay whitey as a rag doll racist
unperspectivized with generalizations
Oh, they are all so wrong
We are all so trapped in our own lenses
With our ME MOUTHS
Pushing steam with our butt cheeks
Suck my Craw felch fuckers
We're all the same.
Take your PC pussy dicks and yank them inclusivity
invert revert poopy heads-
I know Green Man-
Suffering weehaw cause his rich girl stole his smoking children from his Rasta mouth
Everybody's suffering in this claw horse beast called Bank of America run by nobody getting dumber by the day
What gravy you belching from your glazed fags?
Hot butter in your fireplace, monkey man?
Go shovel worms you foul mouthed sucker
I'll eat your fresh caught trout on a french BBQ
In Colorado mountains riding horses by the lake
Suck my train horn you savage!
You bunch of gay fags with your women sex and multicultural affinities!
Aha, now I caught you in your queer theory class
when I had sex with self-identified lesbian on my couch
studying white lesbian feminist womens studies
Only to get cock jabbed in Christian Education class by a womanist mujerista
rejecting gay whitey as a rag doll racist
unperspectivized with generalizations
Oh, they are all so wrong
We are all so trapped in our own lenses
With our ME MOUTHS
Pushing steam with our butt cheeks
Suck my Craw felch fuckers
We're all the same.
Take your PC pussy dicks and yank them inclusivity
invert revert poopy heads-
I know Green Man-
Suffering weehaw cause his rich girl stole his smoking children from his Rasta mouth
Everybody's suffering in this claw horse beast called Bank of America run by nobody getting dumber by the day
Tuesday, March 02, 2010
Somebody tell the physicists at CERN that their job is already done... leave the Higgs Boson (GOD) alone, its already a part of us, don't blow us up.
"Science is nothing but the finding of unity. As soon as science would reach perfect unity, it would stop from further progress, because it would reach the goal. Thus Chemistry could not progress farther when it would discover one element out of which all others could be made. Physics would stop when it would be able to fulfill its services in discovering one energy of which all others are but manifestations ... All science is bound to come to this conclusion in the long run. Manifestation, and not creation, is the word of science today, and the Hindu is only glad that what he has been cherishing in his bosom for ages is going to be taught in more forcible language, and with further light from the latest conclusions of science." Swami Vivekananda (1893)
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