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The White Nigger

I peel grapes for him
And am angry at him
A rich man with a stick
Who beats me 
Metaphorically speaking
So I curse him
In the forest.
Then, Steve arrives
And embarrassed and ashamed
I bow down to the forest floor
Knowing I am a nigger.
But a good thing for it to be---
For I am free, and perfectly
Fine commiserating with the lot.
I'd rather be the poor nigger with white skin
Set free like Aesop was
Than the Rich Black Man with no soul.
Yet even then, I was never made a slave.

When Christ Returns

Hazy are the clouds, like a nuclear winter
In the spring day, a yellow hue is on the horizon.
I walk in the brisk fifty degrees,
Up the familiar path, and am surprised
By the forest walking over yonder the hill...
I say to it, "The bees, they are coming out of their holes"
For only one or three days of the year
Do the bees peak out, and over the hillocks 
Fly in their immature bodies.
I am surprised by the sudden meeting and hazy
As the sky above, for so it will be like when Christ and I meet
Surprised, and suddenly, and without warning.
I'd rather be looking at the bees, than gesticulating
At my enemies around me, wishing to curse and cause a stir;
Or beating Christ's fellow servants
When I am surprised by that chance meeting
And then the haze lifts, and the sun becomes seven times brighter:
Yes, I'd rather not know what to say, and be studying the bees.
I do not wish to be a chicken aside the road,
And scared to approach Him, knowing I'd been doing wrong;
For the Bluebells are immature,
And the Hyacinth are half strong, and half growing
For another week there shall be bluebells like clockwork:---
We do not know the time or hour, and it may be when everything
Seems untimely and half in bloom, and surprise you as the sun did me
When it burst from its haze, and shone today
As I ate, and there seemed to be Zion, which seemed
Impossible to reach, and its heavenly songs
Yet I will feast there upon the sweet nectar
And the Meat of the Fruit of Life---
It will have seemed like it could never be done
And it, too, seem so very early, and unexpected;
Yet there it is.

Pilate and Lentulus

Coming upon these two Syriac manuscripts
One by Publius Lentulus and another by Pilate
I've found 5th century Syriac sources
Written in the Syriac tongue---
When translations were fruitful
It would be around the 5th Century AD.
460 years after Christ.
Catholics say, "It is pseudepigraphal
"For no Lentulus ever was Publius."
Although, scholars said Nazareth never existed;
They've even gone so far as to say Israel
Didn't exist until the seventh century B.C..
Which we know is not true.
Why would translation work be done
And then hidden until the Renascence?
Mystery upon mystery.

The Enlightenment

[What people are calling "The Enlightenment"] is the exact opposite of the [E]nlightenment. Maybe we need a new [Enlightenment]? Don't you think?

[T]he introduction of Buddhism to the West is what caused it, like [one says] Nietzsche and Kant. The actual [E]nlightenment was what came before it. That's the beginning of Modernism what [they're] describing. 

Generally, The Enlightenment was established in the Philosophy of the Declaration of Independence, and based itself in reason and sound first principles. Fortunately, we still have its tradition preserved in the Constitution and Declaration, but in the phrase "We hold these truths to be self evident" [t]here's no admission of subjectivity, as "Self Evident" is not "Subjective" but rather based in first principles of something being of itself evident, which is how Geometry works. You read in Thomas Jefferson's letters, or Locke the cusp of the Enlightenment, which was philosophy based in sound and evident first principles, that were apparent to the learned, but maybe not the unlearned.

Descartes was famous for saying, "I think therefore I am" but the whole point of that, was to establish a true set of knowledge. Like Descartes was a Mathematician, and framed the Quadratic Equation in its modern incarnation. He was not afraid to claim there's objective knowledge. 

I'd actually say Nietzsche and Kant were the beginning of Modernism, as Modernism is the exact opposite of the Enlightenment, which it opposes that there's any true knowledge beyond the material. And Postmodernism objects to there being knowledge at all. 

The Enlightenment was man first discovering there was knowledge, and then giving that fire to the people, like Prometheus. I mean, the entire Enlightenment was of course created by the Masons, who founded that there was knowledge. That's why The French Revolution deified Reason. 

I don't know... something smells fishy about this.

My Brain

My brain is like a top of the line
Graphics Chip, only second from the best;
A fragmented, but top of the line Hard Drive 
With perfect recall; top of the line qRAM cards
And a Quantum Single Core Processor;
With a top of the line sound card,
Second from the best..

My graphics chip, is because I have Phantasia, and not Hyper-Phantasia.

My Hard Drive because I have great recall of events that have happened,
Even as far back as the age of one and a half.

My qRAM because my mind wanders all day, every day, and randomly bring back memories
So Qubits are the only thing that can run a Quantum Processor.

A Quantum Single Core, because my mind is singularly focused
And can only run one program at a time,
But I see through dichotomies, and see things through multiple layers and dimensions
While comprehending things without having direct evidence--I make pretty accurate leaps like in Calculus
By predicting the patterns.

My sound card, because I have near perfect pitch---
Not perfect pitch, but near perfect pitch, as my Memory cannot keep track
Of all the different pitches to have perfect pitch;
But I can recognize pitch when I hear it, and have something to base it off of.

Where Have the Fire Flies Gone?

I see lots of fireflies, they just have a short gestation period. About two or three weeks, that's all they're out for. Usually between June and July. Most insects are only spawning for a short period. Dragon Flies are no different. First comes the Horse Flies and House flies around Mayday and they peak around Memorial Day, and then the Dragon Flies come out and gobble up lots of them from July into August, that lasts about two months. The Mayflies are also usually only out around August and September--ironically because they're called "mayfly" but aren't out very long. Ticks also come out for a short period, about two months. I've observed that for close to seven years now. The Fire Flies aren't out for very long, and most people just aren't outdoors during the summer anymore, so they miss them. Now House Flies have a long gestation period, and so do Mosquitoes. But horseflies are usually dormant in Late August or Early September.

The Weal of Time

The weal of time is good, I say
As Robert Burns, Clive Lewis, gay,
Sings a song of Satan's din
Of the horrors of science been
Born of man who did gross deeds---
The moon of Sin is looked at clean
Where strange wars are fought in mental sides
And the miser of the world commits suicide.
For the frightened fact of great all tamed
Deceits of riches and worldly fame
Is to be ever lived upon this Earth;
But my love, such could only be a curse.