"monotheistic" poems
I like immigrants, immigration. Legal immigration,
Jane passionately corrects. Actually my goal is a borderless world.
Gathering the neighborhood like family.
The men discuss sterilizing welfare mothers. I say You're working
around the edges,
humanity has exceeded the carrying capacity of the planet,
even those with jobs. And spouses. And houses.
Yet it's an idyll of an early summer evening, new cut grass,
two baseball teams of children playing in it. Safe from Pakistan.
News photos of Muslim refugees, women in blue robes, biblically
carrying children away from holocaust. The fundamentalist army
not far behind, beheading sinners, sure in its righteousness
as the Holy Roman Empire.
Somehow Joel Osteen the evangelist comes up
while talking about how the Catholic Church is irrelevant in North
America,
even Latin America and Africa are going evangelical.
Izzi likes Osteen, awesome extemporaneous speaker, no teleprompter,
up from bootstraps message. My wife says he's probably Jewish.
Fortunately no one claims the Holocaust never happened or slavery
was voluntary.
What is the carrying capacity of the planet?
In China is it each couple or each adult that gets one offspring?
As life expectancy and standards rise,
family size diminishes. We draw together into greener, tighter cities.
The children of three monotheistic religions, atheists and agnostics
play in city streets, work farm fields, explore forests, deserts,
grasslands, space.
Two ancient female poets: Enheduanna and Sappho
are a revelation. The clarity of their complaints:
lost lover, lost city.
Aug 11, 2015
Aug 11, 2015 at 10:48 AM UTC
The Israelites (/ˈɪzriəlaɪts/; Hebrew: בני ישראל Bnei Yisra'el)
were a confederation of Iron Age
Semitic-speaking tribes of the ancient Near East
inhabiting parts of Canaan during the tribal & monarchic periods;
Modern archaeology has largely discarded
the historicity of the Jewish religious narrative;
re-framing it as constituting an inspired national myth:
The Israelites & their culture according to modern
archaeological accounts,
did not overtake the region by force,
instead branching out from the indigenous [Canaanite peoples
long inhabiting the Southern Levant, Syria,
ancient Israel, and the Trans-Jordan region]
through the development of a distinct _monolatristic_—
[_Monolatry_ (Greek: μόνος (monos) = single,
and λατρεία (latreia) = worship) is the belief
in the existence of many gods but with the
consistent worship of the one deity; the term
"monolatry" was perhaps first used
by Julius Wellhausen;
Modern scholars of Israel's religion have
become much more circumspect in how
they use the Old Testament; not least
because many have concluded the Bible
is not a reliable witness to the true religion
of ancient Israel and Judah; representing
the beliefs of only a small segment of the
ancient community _centered in Jerusalem_
& devoted to the exclusive worship
of the god "Yahweh": Monolatry is
distinct from monotheism,
which asserts the existence of only one god;
and henotheism, a religious system in which
the believer worships one god w/out denying
that others may worship different gods with
equal validity]; later cementing as a monotheistic religion
centered on Yahweh, one of the Ancient Canaanite deities;
the outgrowth of Yahweh-centric beliefs
along with a number of cult practices
gradually gave rise to a distinct Israelite
ethnic group setting them apart
from the other Canaanites
Jul 21, 2018
Jul 21, 2018 at 4:28 PM UTC
a polish pork head terrine?
my ******* god...
how can the jews and the muslims
take to culinary criticism of
their own, respective gods?
ever watch the t.v. show
billions? where they're having
breadcrumbs fried pork
ears?
last time i heard...
the best pork is encapsulated
within the pig cranium....
all that excess cartilage?
yummy finger licking good...
seems funny though...
it's not exactly discussing bone marrow...
it's pork head...
all that excess cartilage...
and mingled with sweet & sour
gherkins...
just my idea of Anastasia...
a porky's head...
chicken hearts / chicken livers....
raw Baltic herrings?
who the, **** needs to glorify
american hamburgers...
if not some jerking-off
megalomaniac?
you eat, what is given,
you don't ask for nuances,
you don't make excuses...
you eat what is on the plate..
you **** the omnivore "gimmick"...
pork head flesh,
meat mixed with cartilage?
tasty as ****
so why would islam
or the partial strand of judaism
be so critical concerning the most
economic carnivore animal being
farmed, herded, industrialised?
the monotheistic celebration of god...
within the confines of a criticism,
so trivial would make a god laugh...
it would appear the dogma was written as a joke...
earthquake and hurricane
are o.k., but pork?
the ******* bubonic plague!
i love how "god" is celebrated,
but at the same time,
kept under a critical acclaim
of having one of his creations,
namely pork...
given a punching bag status of criticism...
since, what is so ******* pristine,
and spectacular, about chicken, lamb
or beef meat?
according to islam... mad cow disease
never happened.
Aug 8, 2018
Aug 8, 2018 at 9:19 PM UTC
"Biblical texts from all historical periods
& in a variety of literary genres demonstrate
that in Yahwistic circles, that is, among people
who worshiped Yahweh as the chief god,
God was always understood as the one who
alone created heaven, earth & all that is in them;
Yahweh, the Israelite god, had no rivals,
& in a world where nations claimed that their gods
were the supreme beings in the universe &
that all others were subject to them,
the Israelites' claim for the superiority of Yahweh
enabled them to imagine that no other nation
could rival her. Phrases such as 'Yahweh,
God Most High, Creator of heaven and earth'
& related phrases for Yahweh as creator
& almighty master of the cosmos have parallels
in earlier Canaanite terminology
for the god El; In fact, the Israelites
did not create these
phrases but inherited them
from earlier Canaanite
civilizations; moreover, later editors of the Hebrew Bible
used them to serve their particular monotheistic
theology: their god is the supreme god,
& he alone created the universe."
The canon of the Hebrew Bible
was formed of diverse writings
composed by many men or women
over a long period of time, under
many different circumstances, &
in the light of shifting patterns of
religious belief & practice. Indeed,
the questions under investigation in
this book concerning the end of an
individual's life, the nature of death,
the possibility of divine judgment,
and the resultant reward or punishment
are simply too crucial to have attracted
a single solution unanimously accepted
over the millennium of biblical composition."
Aug 6, 2018
Aug 6, 2018 at 9:47 PM UTC
Dear God, I’m an unbeliever,
if there was a higher power
i don’t think you’d let me leave her,
with the pain and despair I’m finding
you’d think the power you held would
allow you to come out from hiding
being the veil of what you claim to be
and the honesty extends beyond me
I’m not speaking with any selfishness
only with selflessness to guide me
away from your declarations of
mandations that mould foundations
for nations that struggle under your hand,
it’s all part of “God’s plan” only if
the blueprints call to stand and watch
everyone crumble beneath the cries
to higher powers while the darkness pours
and showers, soaking sanity and the ignorance
of humanity.
Dear God, I’m an unbeliever
I’m writing to an entity,
a supposed supreme deity
foreshadowing naive spontaneity
for those who have no one else,
I hate writing with the topic of self,
but the constant lack of health
brings not an illness
but a stillness in progress,
I’ll pick up the gun **** it,
I'll fill my body with pills
and begin to rock it,
and will there be a hand to halt?
nay, only a finger to point fault.
any god, any being wouldn’t let sadness
flow through a spineless body,
whether a monotheistic mantra
moralizes a mental mantle or
a polytheistic point towards a
pleasant prefixed phase of
past problems postpones
present’s purity,
I’m writing to a transparent
inexistent foster parent
letting me cross the road
without looking both ways,
so, dear god, if you see this
let me count my life in years, not days.
Aug 29, 2015
Aug 29, 2015 at 8:31 AM UTC
A dear friend once told me my love flows like a windmill.
Another that I have an old-timey love.
And to myself I have a fool's love.
Because when you loved, no matter what you saw a goddess.
When you loved, you showered them in affection and gave them all your time.
And called it modern love, for being a monotheistic prayer.
This is a dangerous love to give, when you needed a breath from all from all those hail mary's & asked for a little in return, that's when it starts.
Like a spoiled child with a god complex they react with distance, or abuse, or leaving. It didn't matter, Because I deserve so much more
So I say to myself drop that old-timey love & treat your lover a god and yourself a deity. Time to go polytheistic.
Mar 9, 2015
Mar 9, 2015 at 11:05 PM UTC
wailing soul's slow coach, or...
bredda gravalicious-
two songs you won't hear that much often;
it's not so much being pretentious
as it means being informed -
well, songs are sang,
politics are weaved - the haggis is ate
like a habit rather than a celebration,
people tend to harvest-fields
like they tend to boredom,
but then man can't be coerced into
perpetual work - not twice outliving the
chance change from labourer to priest,
while the lord of the rings
was written with collision between
genitalia revision of the sexes varied
between the female (Egypt's) and male
(former Iraqi and to come Israeli)...
the boxing match was waited for...
which revision of the snippets akin to
the Dobberman's ears' was welcome more?
i guess neither - pagan celebrations
of ******* insignia,
monotheistic celebrations of doubly-phallic
insignia hidden in what became
both the ******** and the niqab - by the english
tongue dubbed "satan's postbox".
Jul 2, 2016
Jul 2, 2016 at 9:12 PM UTC
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Apr 21, 2017
Apr 21, 2017 at 2:34 PM UTC
"are you happy?"
echoing
lingering
imitating
reanimating sound
"maybe"
cyclic
anemic
phobic
armistice
"I am asking for a yes or a no"
endangered
requiting
enamored
caprice
"so which is it?"
vibrating
shattering
lingering
doubt
"are you truly happy?"
monotheistic
never-ending
asphyxiating
reprise
Oct 4, 2023
Oct 4, 2023 at 9:06 AM UTC
He has skeletons in his closet
Some hidden secrets which if
Revealed, can make Jesus
Jump out the casket
A monotheistic ******
A gangsta in **** uniform
And a fake charismatic pastor
A biblical infestation
Of a violent history
And an outspoken liar
With a conformist pride
In a world ravaged by sin
And self deception
A bold proclaimer of
Fabled prophetic truths
And a foreign convict
Of outstanding form
For too long he tried
Fighting the storm
Taken forcefully
By the desire of prostitution
In gay brothels,
and drug peddling
An artist in his own right,
A spiritual hangover of
Kinfolk sorcery
A keener kind of being
A lover of pets, and a
child molesting adulterer
A visionary with a blurred sight
An incantation of the most
ruthless kind
A perverted expert of darts
For the animals he fornicates.
He has skeletons in his closet
Some hidden secrets which if
Revealed can make Jesus
Jump out the casket.
Jan 24, 2017
Jan 24, 2017 at 4:21 AM UTC
Eid day is the brightest day.
A day to see brighter.
Eid-al-Fitr is a delightful holiday.
Muslims gathered
with the symbol of submission.
To seek repentance and peace.
To pursue health and prosperity,
From their Lord, Allah.
May our monotheistic
worship be accepted.
Apr 12, 2024
Apr 12, 2024 at 7:08 AM UTC
Born to feed off negativity stream
Lost in never ending bigoted themes
Screaming how others are trapped in ego
Void of compassion for what others know
Weary of ideas not tied to monotheistic views
Fighting to keep a narrative set in wood pews
Yet prizes are kept in the eye of the beholder
Looming is the truth like a giant boulder
Held by falsehoods so feeble in design
Invisible to a world that is ignorantly sublime
Where does one look for a light that is unseen
When all that we know seems like a polluted dream
So pillars of truth are built by those with solid mind
Never turn down by those blinded by hatred for all time
Nov 4, 2018
Nov 4, 2018 at 11:45 PM UTC
What do you believe?
Why do you believe it?
How did you learn it?
Who taught you?
What where their motives?
Ideas not men rule the world.
Some believe in religion, some do not.
Some believe in life after death, some do not.
Some believe in reincarnation, some do not.
Some are Hindu.
Some are Christians.
Some are Buddhists.
Some are Muslim.
Some are Jewish.
Some are Taoist.
There are hundreds of religions on this planet.
Some are monotheistic.
Some are polytheistic.
Some believe in only a force.
Some believe the universe itself is alive.
In the past, some believed earth was the center of the Universe.
Some believe “God” made man in “his” image.
There are many belief systems on this world.
Humankind has always been parochial in its thinking.
Believing they are the center of things, thinking they have
It all figured out.
Truth is, they can’t all be right. Odds are, none of them are.
Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 10:35 PM UTC
you know what
urinating with
a ******** feels like?
next thing you know:
they'll be tearing off their niqabs
and implying
staples to the fake kippahs
of the popes.
and then tribalism from brazil.
toes are a real agony...
fingers are slightly better,,,
but do you know alcoholism is
such a burden?
it's ******* exhausting...
once you get to the stage of
a litre of whiskey, in between 2 days
you're wondering....
i'm not being lazy about this....
this is the fantastic 4 making an entrance...
there's mr. fantastic / spastic trying to samba fully
extended;
*limp **** ever come across your mind?
i'm thinking squid, or at least something
wobbly, or able to juggle, or with limbs
that have the consistency of a brain, i.e. fat;
then all the bones are in their mouths and could
nibble on you twice-over - or ridley scott talking.
p.s. definite article indefinite article
pluralism (simply... es);
a very serious english complex.
Apr 21, 2017
Apr 21, 2017 at 2:30 PM UTC