Friday, January 19, 2018
Holland and Natural Selection
"Holland and Natural Selection"
Nietzsche said there are many people unfit; thus, giving Darwin plenty of due shit. My Nordic prankster pal, Holland, told me that Earth Girls are easy; specifically, instructed that plenty of garden-variety girls and guys would go home after a night at the bar with anybody, for it was their only hope; hence, if people are skanky; next, how can Natural Selection be axiomatic truth?--it's not!!!
Cop brakes; cop shocks--good for them--if they are not enforcing unjust laws as Gandhi spoke of. Too, Einstein spoke through frequency during Gandhi's funeral, vociferously voicing of how the man had no title, in a sense, though known as a Mahatma. It's all cool. The Just are the Just, and Caesar has no true authority, only before the Son of Man coming down from the Clouds of Heaven. King David mentioning that God is behind the clouds. Ezekiel and the top or circle within the top or circle, yet they spoke to him, not ignoring the true priest on or near his 30th birthday. Also, Isaiah and the Man in White with Wheels. F-18 Hornet pilot, 13 years ago. O'Hare Airport recently. Fatima. Dig it.
It's all about being selfish--in my opinion. Some are givers; others are takers. Give and you shall receive. My Father's Commandments, and Mine--not cruelly, making blonde angels cry, for if they cry before Yahshua--truly, their sins are forgiven. Blessed are they that mourn, for they shall be comforted--said a mere tradesman, and they invented the calendar due to His birth.
And my step-daddy always wanted to play guitar. Good for him. I'll do the vocals, with many glass-shattering octaves.
Ham and me: El Paso
"Ham and me: El Paso"
The prime of angst-driven adolescence, rolling in a GLX 4.2 small block eight with a two-barrel, it shimmering electric-blue with white-letter tires and the curiosity of a single tail pipe for an 8; next, retreating from the City of Angels back to Hog Heaven, Border Patrol in El Paso having us pinned for no sublime reason; moreover, after our exodus, Ham looked at me and said: "If it wasn't for that Texas Ranger, we'd be in jail." God Bless the Rangers wearing white hats, six-guns loaded, not needing to spray prey with a high-capacity magazine, for my step-daddy says it only takes one, and he thinks he's a cowboy, and maybe he is--all for single-action mercury.
I don't even know about the Superbowl this year. Yet I still see Staubach and an eyes-closed Hail Mary, throwing footballs in Vietnam, or so I've been told, and always wearing the electricity of a blue and white star, like it is with Spica in the Virgo Constellation.
Canis lupus arctos
"Canis lupus arctos"
Unyielding. Eyes in Clint Eastwood/Solomon-instructed squint, facing the cold winds. Relentless and platinum perfect. Constructed for frozen tundra and beyond the treeline. The coyote can adapt; however, the white wolf knows her geography, and guards it well.
If you are the light and salt of the Earth, show them a Virgin, that Mirror of Justice, Tower of Ivory, Tower of David, as you already displayed to Her a Son tortured and murdered. She is very nice; at the same time--She knows Her family, and will not be smeared or owned by any indoctrination, for She is the Queen of Heaven, and has many friends.
Love, yes. But even Jack Lambert knew he had to play defense. What's wrong with freedom, and who is anybody to thieve it away? Mama don't like that. Her Son gave His Word, and no man should pervert it. If you make an angel cry, well--there's always a big sister.
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