The Cult - Big Neon Glitter (2009 Remastered)

My Uncle Bill

   
   "My Uncle Bill"
   
   Didn't go to college--my Uncle Bill; nevertheless, he could do internal block work on a motor, and after enlistment, made an officer in the United States Army, all due to his intellectual cunning.
   Uncle Bill, my Dad said, went about 150 pounds; nonetheless, he could tear up a bar in Pittsburgh, and punch out plenty of dangerous, drunken masters.  My Dad told me about his brother:  "That was one tough son of a bitch."
   My Dad played college football, a running back, linebacker, during the Iron Man days, when Frank Gifford commanded Terra's 100 yard green.   Anyway, people always counted Uncle Bill out.  Said he couldn't "control his liquor" and all that kinda bullshit.  What beloved, crazy Irish immigration.
   So, I guess if you destroy your liver by hard-drinking, and can control it, you are the linguistic genius of Jack Kerouac--if you can't--you are Faulkner, dropping a cerebral bomb on your own American South.
   Regardless, all my relatives need love--Christ boldly offered:  "Who are my brothers and sisters?--those that do the Will of God."  Still, Jesus knew:  We must forgive family, accept their bad ass toughness, enduring and braving all the bullshit of people ignorantly and stupidly surmising, without true intellect.  
   Love you Uncle Bill.  Wish you taught me how to fight.  I tell my son Francis--Uncle Bill was the toughest dude in the family.  Like I said--could tear a tavern apart.  And my Dad, a tough guy himself, was a bit phobic about rescuing his brother from the heat of the moment's brawl.    

Donatello's Black David, and Psalm 14

   
   "Donatello's Black David, and Psalm 14"   
   
   Michelangelo gets all the credit for sculpting David, the Bard/Fighter; on the contrary, Donatello's work is super-symmetrical, showing a lean, gristle-forged ectomorph in mystical fashion.  After beheading Goliath for an insult against the Hebrew God, David kept the giant's sword, using it for future battle.  Like little yet mighty Audie Murphy, the seed of Jesse was beyond fear of giants.  Be cautious of who you mess with, for all things are possible. 
   
PSALM 14:

1)  The fool hath said in his heart, There is no God.  They are corrupt, they have done abominable works, there is none that doeth good.
2)  The LORD looked down from heaven upon the children of men, to see if there were any that did understand, and seek God.
3)  They are all gone aside, they are all together become filthy:  there is none that doeth good, no, not one.
4)  Have all the workers of iniquity no knowledge?  who eat up my people as they eat bread, and call not upon the LORD. 
5)  There were they in great fear:  for God is in the generation of the righteous.
6)  Ye have shamed the counsel of the poor, because the LORD is his refuge.
7)  Oh that the salvation of Israel were come out of Zion!  when the LORD bringeth back the captivity of his people, Jacob shall rejoice, and Israel shall be glad.  
  
Donatello's Black David:

Revelation 12:7-9; plus,13

   
   "Revelation 12:7-9; plus, 13"
   
   From the King James Version, having attended Southern Baptist School for 3 years, scholastically finding out:  They love Zion; moreover, the Word of God.  And for the believers in the reptilians, greys, and Nordics--here goes:
   
Revelation 12:7-9; plus, 13:
   
7)  And there was war in heaven:  Michael and his angels fought against the dragon; and the dragon fought and his angels,
8)  And prevailed not; neither was there place found any more in heaven.
9)  And the great dragon was cast out, that old serpent, called the Devil, and Satan, which deceiveth the whole world:  he was cast out into the earth, and his angels were cast out with him.
13)  And when the dragon saw that he was cast unto the earth, he persecuted the woman which brought forth the man child.  

Mentally Ill-Fated In Web Of Wyrd

   
   "Mentally Ill-Fated In Web Of Wyrd"
  
Super-symmetrical frontal lobe stimulation
Does tend to increase shapeless cerebral capacity, for relaxation;
Moreover, they're self-medicating, you finite fool;
Specifically, no Orphic knowledge to most from Bush League school;
Alas, clinically insane is the felicitous name
For those having uncanny wisdom concerning the lesser gods and their game;
Plus, pain medication does not axiomatically subscribe to injecting heroin--
Only if you pursue the dragon, letting a reptilian win;
Nevertheless, there are morphine and cannabis receptors within corporeal mass--
We come from Terra's shimmering-green grass,
And to mercurially thieve away an individual's non-violent rights with an incarcerating indication,
Spawns a theocratic (Devilish), non-free American Nation.
Abe Lincoln knew:
"Prohibition is not taming of the shrew."
So live without mercy, thinking love is sloppy, frat-sex college;
Also, eat your Vaseline sandwiches and perish for lack of esoteric knowledge--
Many have imbibed things medicamentally and never hired a tramp-like moll--
So, sheath your guns in the ground, or like Adam fall,
For the sub-culture will never die,
Wisely knowing mercy; plus, that love outshines the establishment's rotten pie,
Aware of a glorious gimp's pain when the demons do revel,
Yet with Davidian Psalm is the playing-field made level;
Furthermore, Jesus Christ was a Jew--I guess so am I,
Having the crazy coyote of Woody Allen's singular eye.
Like Christ and Wicca knowing:
"A mystical glimpse into the Otherworld, and all the shit here overthrowing."  

Trump: Possibly, Islam Hates Us

   
   "Trump:  Possibly, Islam Hates Us"
   
   Not ambiguous a bit, in my opinion were Trump's words to Anderson Cooper; specifically, the devil is in the details, and axioms reside within the cerebral capacity of billionaires, sometimes.
   The Arch-Angel Gabriel teaching an amateur poet to read and write, giving the gift of the Koran, which basically informs:  "Life is over in the blink of an eye."  What Arch-Angelic linguistic wisdom.
   And it further instructs to keep your eye on the prize, that God knows every thought and glimpse into sin within every individual soul.  Christ, teaches the LORD'S PRAYER, giving reverie of His Father, claiming boldly and verbally that God already knows what you think; thus, say These Words.
   And even Christianity deplores America on some level.  The Internet porn, images harder to get rid of, more so than narcotic dependence, which can be flushed from the corporeal system.
   But Christians will not pick up the sword, yet supposedly, one bad ass mystic/visionary named William Blake, a mere tradesman to Fraiser Crane, knew Christ's Words:  "I came not to bring peace, but a sword."
   There is only that America should be apple pie again.  A Protestant Nation not further splintering, and a Catholic and Orthodox remembrance of the theological antiquities, beyond Donatello's "Black David" and all that well-sculpted jazz, constructing THE ART OF LOVE.  
   Damn, I sound like a freak'n hippie.    

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