Showing posts with label creation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label creation. Show all posts

Friday, October 11, 2019

№ 702: The Creator's Confession (God damns it)

Genesis 6:6 New International Version (NIV)
The Lord regretted that he had made human beings on the earth, and his heart was deeply troubled.

INFINITE (October 10)

I AM YOUR GOD.
BUT. . .let me be clear,
you human beings
were my worst idea.

What was I thinking when I set things in motion?
I only wanted 24/7, unending devotion.
NOT all this dam-ned meshuga commotion.

Before begetting you damned H. Saps.,
I shudda called the world off, perhaps?
All you people do is kill one another.
Where did that come from? Was it my mother?
(Ah, ma mère.
Mere thought of her induces paralysis.
Even now, after years in analysis.)

Looking back now, you know what I wish?
I wish Mom got me a couple a' goldfish,
who'd peacefully swim around and around,
smacking their lips, never making a sound.

(Me damn it! I Googled. And Geez-Louise.
Goldfish lip smacking might mean they're diseased!
I never get anything right.
Were I not “Almighty”,
I might be contrite.
This whole schmegegge
ain't what I “planned”.
All I can say is,
“Well, I'll be damned.”)

Friday, June 21, 2019

№ 622: Let By God Be Bye God (a solution)

Krypton Finite, June 20

God is not omniscient
nor even proficient.
I suspect
Dunning-Kruger Effect.

They say God made the world — 
which is (I guess) possible — 
then took the position
of not being responsible
for all of the bother
and all of the fuss,
so all of the messes
are down to us?

A weak alibi.
Not even pig swill.
I mean, after all,
who gave us “free will”?
And if it's “free will”
that makes things go rotten
I'm sure we agree
we're misbegotten
and that our maker,
who I needn't name,
is a ball breaker 
and solely to blame.

“True believers”
do not have the guts
to look God in the eye
saying, “Listen, you putz.
WTF were you thinking,
you egomaniac,
with this idiotic
universe hack,
where in order to live
you have to kill.
(Is that the way
you get your thrills  —
making all things compete
to breed and eat?)

“And, pardon me,
herbivores are no exception,
since plants also demonstrate
some sort of perception
and a sort of will
for they, too, kill
with alacrity
and seeming impunity
given the time
and opportunity.

“In the beginning
when it was just you —
endless time on on your hands
with nothing to do,
did you think to yourself,
‘Why does nothing adore me?
Why not create creatures
who'll grovel before me?’

“Or did you do
everything only
because you were alone
and feeling lonely,
wanting a friend —
or something like that?
Maybe next time,
just get a cat?”

Tuesday, February 12, 2019

№ 529.2: EXTRA! What A Worthless Jerk Is Man


Insects are essential for the proper functioning of all ecosystems. If policymakers don’t act now, we’re all in trouble


Investigators with the state department determined the killing was justified, spokesman Peter Tira said Tuesday.

We kill bugs
and mountain lions.
If we leave somethin livin'. . .
don't mean we ain't tryin'
to claim dominion
just like it says 
in Genesis.

Wanna see elephants,
whales, eagles, pandas?
Watch YouTube clips 
on your shoreline veranda,
which once was well inland
but with seas rising
a Tennessee seashore
ain't that surprising.

Anyways, even it there's really a problem,
it's good exercise – tryin' to solve 'em.
We are advanced – some say evolved*.
There is no problem that we can not solve
while making us powerful
and even more rich –
even if there's
an occasional glitch,
a minor setback,
like something which
will make us sit back
maybe say, “Sonufabitch!”

Coda:
We, H. Saps., think always,
We have the answer.”
When, truth to tell,
we are a cancer
metastasizing, moving “ahead”
until at long last everything's dead.
Call it Creation. Or evolution.
We ourselves are THE FINAL SOLUTION.
_____________
*Not, however in Tennessee. See The State of Tennessee v. John Thomas Scopes. 


Thursday, June 7, 2018

№ 351: Evolution, Creation (Whatever)

Has civilization undone the bit
where evolution favors the fit
and gifted us with a surfeit nitwits?
What ever happened to natural selection?
Shouldn't it head in the other direction?

BUT, if everything's down to creation,
perhaps the creator needs a vacation
or, worse, took up the wrong occupation,
for which, sadly, he's badly equipped
and daily requires reassurance and worship.

Or is LIFE more luck of the draw,
depending entirely on who draws which straw?

IT is what it is. For better. For worse.
Each of us lives in his own universe.
Which explains everything, finely and clearly:
You tell me your TRUTH, I say, “Oh! Really?