How Can I Experience Joy? (Examples of Baal)

Wikipedia Poem, No. 850


the dumps the bible gives examples of baal one king ran away into his life one king ran away into his life one king asked god to the desert and asked video to the desert and asked god to the dump the bible gives examples of baal one king ran away to the dump the bible gives examples of baal one king ran away take him somewhere else so he just sent down the desert and asked god to take his life one king ran away the desert asked god never been born

what comes then? even during hardship? even during the bible can bring the blues so how do we god in the bible hardship comes? even in the midst of despair he also learned that studying the bible can bring the mist of despair he also learned to pray and howl job is encouraged that hardship comes? even in those men overcome the bible can bring hardship comes? even during the bible the bible can bring us joy and righteousness our lives again david wrote that

he won’t change he won’t change he won’t change he won’t he will always be there for you are who you it’s like there for you it’s like there for you are in this storm mind where you keep what makes him an incredible song by casting crowns praise you by casting crowns praise you in this storm in times of encouragement in the storm in times of encouragement in times of you it’s like you are there

to help you have a friend that you have to be alone do you and that friend struggle king we are simply not meant to be alone do you have friends to rest and help you have friends to rest and help him to have friends to have friends to help you have friends to rest and help us rest and help us to rest and help you and help you and help you have friends that you have friends to be alone do you have a christian friends to be alone do you have a christian friend to help him to rest and that you have a christian friends rest

make us happy ask forgiveness then for god for gods for god forgiveness is the issue you might be temporarily happy from possessions the center of real joy god’s bouquet for god’s forgiveness things or people but only christ is the issue you might be temporarily happy from possessions for god for god’s for gods for god’s forgiveness of things or people but only christ is the center of real joy o not dwell—do not dwell on past experiences our hurts our hurts

if you love time read you joy like only god can knowing words pray and your joy will be full you love you love yourself and you joy like only god can knowing you love your joy will help your new cell phone i guarantee it will be full of you love your joy will never bring yourself and ultimately know you joy like only god can knowing your joy will never bring you love yourself and ultimately knowing words pray and you put time into reading his word pray and yourself and ultimately knowing words pray

John of Patmos, Kneeling

Wikipedia Poem, No. 623


“for when the Pope saw Raphael’s sketches // (there is never enough wall space / here, at the center of power, — ) // he ordered everything Sadoma had painted destroyed.” Frank Bidart

“One thing there’s no getting by —
I’ve been a wicked girl,” said I;
“But if I can’t be sorry, why,
I might as well be glad!”
Edna St. Vincent Milay

exiled we by dire storm 
born of a little sin
gilled systems ill of theses
mercy snaps its cloud   like wicked birch
scorched to mere mercy   whose little sorrow
judged in laodicean fire & ninety-five mph winds 
wouldn't weep   nor re-use what will has transpired 
we debris storms   list above and below 

in concomitant spore   penitent
processional committees of pine-lake door   low-hung extremities
destructive nature   sum of hurricane
below barometric pressure   broken
up intense   most powerful spue and spire 
of named tropical storm surge      impure glad   impure

Pronoun Disaster (Saints That Maketh Their Grave)

Wikipedia Poem, No. 476


“Bless the fever in that night / in the sixth month of my life. / Bless the fever, for it gave me sight; / it swole my brain to fit God’s gift.” Tyehimba Jess

he she                

his   saints
                  maketh are
the grave that maketh       are their themself

you he she    
his letter saints her letter saints
    and to them
they themself 

they make him self your saints 
her saints that marketh their grave
the lord that killeth and     maketh the lord killeth
and maketh again 

the lord killeth 
and they to me the grave and bolt 
him he she                            ours his saints
           maketh and marketh 

maketh and make the
      she      who ours           his
saints and to themself you she he it they
    the lord killeth up on the         lord killeth 

maketh up she
                  he they their we us our saints 
and among them

Wikipedia Poem, No. 187


“There on the hillside a large herd of pigs was feeding. So the demons begged Jesus to let them enter the pigs, and He permitted them. Then the demons came out of the man and went into the pigs, and the herd rushed down the steep bank into the lake and was drowned.” Matthew 8


doubts himself
as a substitute for humans
noble traditions argue
that cynics set rules

in nature dogs have set rules
in nature dogs have a lead scholar
a doubt that itself is a century
jesus matthew luke and strong similarities

between those set jewish rules
in nature and dogs of notable drool
in nature dogs require a day’s work
from a hellenistic jewish root

thought and prophetic traditions
watchdog in finery in which
hellenistic jews thought to smell
the cynics and mack strong similarities

between this and romantic relation
the cynics see the cynics and set rules
in nature dogs have packs
therefore when humans establish

traditions known to themselves
only as a substitute for dogs
argue rather as a dog would order
therefore humans to the historians

life argues itself as a world
in danger of cities of cynics and set
rules in natural dogs have noble sailed
to ancient gerasenes opposite galilee

Wikipedia Poem, No. 176


“What the soul contributed was in a dream, touched very lightly, and merely licked and sprinkled, as it were, by the soft impression of the senses.” Montaigne


surname maudelen
from the early middle english fem.
proper name of a repentant sinner

for this tree-like fragrant
mostly white night-blooming
genera as shown indoors

in luke 7:37 in pain clinical
greenhouse the tall fluid
frequently forgiven

by thin-stemmed climbers
while shades of repentant sinners
locate determinate interstitium

Noam Chomsky on Truth, Media and the Crisis of Mr. Peepers


Q: You said somewhere, I think in this new book on power, “You can lie or distort the story of the French Revolution as long as you like and nothing will happen. Propose a false theory in chemistry and it will be refuted tomorrow.”

A: Yes, that’s the kind of thing I mean. Nature is tough. You can’t fiddle with Mother Nature, she’s a hard taskmistress. So you’re forced to be honest in the natural sciences. In the soft fields, you’re not forced to be honest. There are standards, of course; on the other hand, they’re very weak. If what you propose is ideologically acceptable, that is, supportive of power systems, you can get away with a huge amount. In fact, the difference between the conditions that are imposed on dissident opinion and on mainstream opinion are radically different.

… I’ve written about terrorism, and I think you can show without much difficulty that terrorism pretty much corresponds to power. I don’t think that’s very surprising. The more powerful states are involved in more terrorism, by and large. The United States is the most powerful, so it’s involved in massive terrorism, by its own definition of terrorism. Well, if I want to establish that, I’m required to give a huge amount of evidence. I think that’s a good thing. I don’t object to that. I think anyone who makes that claim should be held to very high standards. So extensive documentation, and from the internal secret records and historical record and so on. And if you ever find a comma misplaced, somebody ought to criticize you for it. So I think those standards are fine.

All right, now, let’s suppose that you play the mainstream game.

… You can say anything you want because you support power, and nobody expects you to justify anything. For example, on the unimaginable circumstance that I was on, say, Nightline, and I was asked, say, “Do you think Kadhafi is a terrorist?” I could say, “Yeah, Kadhafi is a terrorist.” I don’t need any evidence. Suppose I said, “George Bush is a terrorist.” Well, then I would be expected to provide evidence, “Why would you say that?”

Q: So that you aren’t cut off right there.

A: In fact, the structure of the news production system is, you can’t produce evidence. There’s even a name for it — I learned it from the producer of Nightline, Jeff Greenfield. It’s called “concision.” He was asked in an interview somewhere why they didn’t have me on Nightline, and his answer was — two answers. First of all, he says, “Well, he talks Turkish, and nobody understands it.” But the other answer was, “He lacks concision.” Which is correct, I agree with him. The kinds of things that I would say on Nightline, you can’t say in one sentence because they depart from standard religion. If you want to repeat the religion, you can get away with it between two commercials. If you want to say something that questions the religion, you’re expected to give evidence, and that you can’t do between two commercials. So therefore you lack concision, so therefore you can’t talk.


On a related note, this is Chomsky’s favorite bit from the mid-90s-early-00s SNL epoch.

Mr. Peeper’s Father | Saturday Night Live – Yahoo Screen

He’s especially compelled by the sycophantic distress expressed by Mr. Peppers and his symbolic act of necrophilia in connection to his relationship with his father and thus to death and God — and, Chomsky boldly asserts, to science and freedom. Note that in his moment of truest existential vulnerability — his fetishization of bodily truth and intellectual fear — as the camera cuts to the the senior Mr. Peepers then back to the junior Mr. Peepers, the head of this fully articulated human laboratory skeleton is missing. This radical and conspicuous shift, Chomsky argues, neatly draws our imaginations to consider the chewed up and spit out, discarded apples (which one cannot and will not consider without contrasting their semiological roles here with the Judeo-Christian ur-story of sin and serpent and Adam and Eve) and the chalk board behind the primitive creature (who squats beside God the Father and his keeper: the rational, pressed-white scientist, the physical embodiment of intelligence.) Namely, oxidation. (Admittedly, the roots of mythology and folk lore that have taken hold beneath oxidation are not as deep as those of the Garden of Eden and man’s first sin, but one cannot ignore La Liberté éclairant le monde, her turn-of-the-century verdigris like a nation suffocating beneath the weight of American neo-Liberal commercial colonialism.) The concept, served in plain sight to the viewer, is a roman à clef that validates the junior Mr. Peepers, here a tragic hero, as a stand-in for the modern man torn between the rational world of his future and present, and the spiritual world of his present and past. He is tragic because ultimately he chooses to bond with his father and, in ultimate allegiance, rights himself with a great, dismal, context of spiritual and sexual violence. (Yet in a nod to the viewer (and Chomsky believes the final scene in Godot where Vladimir and Estragon resolve to simultaneously live and die/go and stay/hope and despair, do nothing,) the Rational and Fickle Father, incapable of being abandoned, alone and amongst men of no note, holds up an apple and proclaims, “It is a great day for science.”

wikipedia poem, no. 44

after Battletoads theme for Sega Genesis


    a singing human measures the twelve gates of Almighty beryl
     for God 
       seventh chrysolite  the names     scratched into the sun of the Lord 
His foundations will show       will with 
you           leave behind nations 
      carry me seventh chrysolite
          Almighty beryl 
foundations and sapphire as          Lord God 
pure Holy City       you the names of life measuring rod of the 
thick great gates of three  on
        no day will seconds show 
    twelfth onyx them      of 
       the will long kings 
as pure as twelve gates were and three gates are 
	show you   the city enshrouds by three

* * *

      They were “Come “Come “C as a chorister 
written in the carried “Come “Come communion 
He had a mountain-great street and “Come 

of God    “Come “Come “Come “Oh comely 
“Come “Come “Come “Come “Come alone
It shows you the       “Come “Come 
the wife of a square “Come “Come “Come “Come 
as you are   “Come “Come “Come “Come 

        light on beryl three       “Come “Come “Come 
          gates against the day    “Come
  three gates and the second said to me “Come “Come 

* * *

       on to the 

     for that nation which nations of the city of God Almighty beryl   their 
temple in the 

willing bride  three gates on shine to measure what was
           who talked with topaz three gates the Lamb
carrying       its seven angels 

          me  and there   sky   through the dome of 
the bride           as 12,000 
  gates me and with the ever be 

      and the nation will bring down His rod 
	you who carried 
          city    shown 
       was      the wife of God
like jasper clear as a lamp
south shining and high past the wall wall wall with every kind 
      of kindly measured cubit    The city  lists   its wall 
    all shine on will.