Demons

The boogie man hates it when you laugh at him.

Demons

Life, the universe, and everything equals 42,

But then you must still decide what it means!

Begging the question, of what is it you desire?

What if we all have to decide, what it means!

What can you do, to accomplish your goals?

What do you require, to take the next step?

Despite some claiming, life is but a joke!

Others, claiming life is a simple game.

Mother nature not to mention God,

The Greatest context of them all!

The One Truth, of our multiverse!

Reality as many call them today:

Not quite so cavalierly dismissed!

Not quite so easy for any to ignore!

Not just so much, illusory nonsense.

Nor just a burden, everybody carries!

Not exactly a truck stop along our journey!

Nor just a game all could play for fun!

Not exactly just a simple game or joke!

Nor, anybody’s religious heaven or hell!

Nor just a mystery any fool might solve!

Nor terribly funny, upon many occasions!

Just another wilder fantasy, or nightmare!

Or only a challenge, for us to all overcome!

Merely another test of anyone's endurance!

Merely a test of all our personal willpower!

Despite some of us desiring life to be simple;

Despite many of us wishing it were different,

Apparently life, just gets pretty complicated!

Sometimes as if our lives could even be fated!

Other times as if it were teaching us to dance.

Other times, as if the universe is talking to us.

Other times seeming random and meaningless.

More often than not one big complicated mess!

Sometimes life can become completely baffling!

Life can be easy to live, and difficult to explain!

Something that is not even quite right or wrong!

Something, which really doesn't make any sense.

Something without clear goals, rhyme, or reason!

Beyond even many sciences to actually obfuscate!

Perhaps simply without any real rhyme or reason.

Call me crazy but it seems patently obvious to me,

We are all but Ugly Ducklings begging to be loved.

Some better than others, at getting what we desire!

Confused children of God aimless in the wilderness!

Often with our noses buried in the bark of some tree.

Struggling, upon our ascent to make sense out of life!

Mama always careful, to give us more than we desire.

We are children, striving to cope with mama's bounty!

We are wild roses springing up between the sidewalks.

But, what Ugly Ducklings tend to forget to remember!

What everyone always seems to conveniently forget!

There are more things in Heaven and earth Horatio!

Than dreamt of, in anyone's childish philosophies!

More than even the angels themselves may know!

The prince of lies is a lion prowling in our mind!

Powerless, until we foolishly entertain his lies!

Powerless, unless we buy into all his bullshit!

When our hearts know lies, are meaningless!

Weak as a newborn, without our weakness!

Like a vampire without a real life of his own!

Just waiting for some to foolishly invite him in!

Babbling nonsensically always fishing for replies,

Rambling on and on when we wish he would stop!

Attempting to confuse some with endless gibberish!

Attempting to just wear some of us down over time!

Mocking and flattering whatever we wish to believe!

The devil is the master of sarcasm, as well as, all lies!

Saying anything at all, hoping to gain your attention!

Incapable of really caring, what we might think or do!

Incapable, of actually appreciating, much of anything!

For the devil doesn't actually care, about anyone at all!

For devils never actually cared, about themselves either!

Never earnestly entertain the worst bullshit imaginable!

Never forget any real love can only be given away freely!

Never ignore, all of your own heart's more dire warnings!

Never forget no one may own what belongs to God alone!

Or the devil's own nightmares are all you will ever know!

As you make the devil's suffering and pain your very own!

The devil's greatest fear is that his own fear is his undoing,

The devil's own deranged ambition being his own undoing!

Turning your own life into your own, private hell on earth!

Losing touch with what matters to yourself or anyone else!

Hell is murky, because the devil's delight is in confusing us!

But, the devil is so stupid he can't understand what is good,

Incapable, of ever seeing the greater forest through the trees!

The devil's nightmares cannot quite compare with your own,

For the devil is merely as creative as we encourage him to be!

For his extreme negativity prevents him from really thinking!

For his own negativity enforces his own tunnel vision reality,

For our ignorance is what turns any realities into nightmares!

Knowledge can be the only good where evil is sheer ignorance!

As your life becomes as nightmarish as your own imagination!

None may see or hear anything but their own shadow echoing!

Until upon opening themselves to accepting the inconceivable!

Their ears to that which can never be heard,

Their mind, to what it rejects out of hand!

Their hearts, to what they struggle with!

Their eyes to what they really don't see.

Being more than a simple sum of parts,

Each, possessing a mind of their own!

Every part of the multiverse is alive,

Each, desiring to all become greater!

Hearts all know their great destiny,

Still, recognizing our greater truth!

Because our senses are cross wired,

Our minds and brains, are as well!

That's what recursions always do...

Going down the rabbit hole, becomes quite confusing!

Vision can determine what you hear someone saying.

Whilst the visually impaired adapt their own brains,

Perception and awareness converging in the moment,

To create what is known as a self-organizing system.

Look for what cannot be seen,

Listen, for the inaudible sound,

Feel what none else can ever feel!

Or, soon you will join the ranks of the walking dead!

Knowing nothing but their own endless suffering,

Their own sorrow, hatred, anger, and confusion!

The devil likes watching us punish ourselves!

Forever denying that it is we who let him in!

Thus discovering how we can save ourselves.

If the love of the truth, stops speaking to you!

You alone can take steps in the right direction!

Trust in your heart or you have lost everything!

Without a heart, any soul becomes meaningless!

Pretending you can comprehend the unknowable,

Pretending to know it like the back of your hand!

Hawking claiming we can know the mind of God!

Evidence the British, are the masters of dry humor,

Evidence famous physicists, have a sense of humor!

Evidence, that every physicist has a sense of humor,

(His publisher says no date has been set for a séance)

When no one sees the back of their own head clearly!

Mystical metaphysical metaphorical mumbo jumbo,

Who could really comprehend the mind of any God?

Meaningless bullshit people spout to get attention.

Posturing and standing upon pomp and ceremony,

Making more provocative statements for the day.

More tiresome mindless zombie TV distractions,

So they can watch football, and drink lite beer,

Whilst complaining endlessly about anything!

Like lemmings, about to go right over the cliff.

Complaining nonstop about really bad service!

Nipping at each other, and getting very crabby!

Some of them, seldom ever getting enough sleep,

Watching, commercials for growth and progress.

Commercials for new cars, lawyers, and bullshit.

While drinking more, and eating cheap junk food.

Debating who and what might still be believable!

Talking about what cars and stocks they can buy!

Talking about how everybody, wants their money.

Talking about how much they can't trust someone.

Only ever caring, what any others can do for them!

Only ever caring about what people do for a living.

Arguing nonstop, about who they should all blame.

Arguing all the way down who deserves any blame!

Arguing, about who deserves to hit the ground first!

Arguing over, who is going to hit the ground harder!

Arguing, whether going over the cliff was avoidable!

Arguing, about how high up they are actually falling.

Arguing, about whether their falling is really a crisis!

Who they still wish they could blame but really can't.

Whose explanation happens to actually be believable!

Who they still desire to kill, who really isn't to blame.

Who they wish to witness living long enough to suffer.

Who should not have to suffer, as a result of the crisis!

Wondering if they really should go and buy more guns!

Who should receive, what kind of horrible punishment!

Whilst, changing their T.V. channels hoping it can help.

Wondering if they only need, better insurance coverage!

Wondering if their warranty covers Armageddon again!

Wondering if Armageddon part seven will begin sooner!

Wondering, if they should start stocking up on supplies,

Wondering, if money can't actually buy them happiness,

Wondering if science, could figure out a way money can!

Wondering who, may survive the disasters underground.

Wondering how soon, before we colonize another planet.

Desperately seeking hope, while talking on their phones!

While their own children, grow up to hate the word love!

While all their children abandon fundamentalist services.

Worried what the future might yet hold for their children.

Watching the entire world steadily going down the drain!

Watching their quality of life steadily go down the drain!

Worried we'll all look back on these as the good old days,

While buying all the bullshit that their little heart desires.

Arguing online about spirituality, humanity, and bullshit!

Still arguing over who, is more deserving and undeserving!

Sometimes always looking for love in all the wrong places.

Other times, having given up on ever finding love anyplace!

Only a few ever seriously suggesting, politics is the answer,

Many uninterested in even finding, any actual contentment!

Many unwilling, to allow themselves to seriously be happy!

Merely, wishing they might live long enough to comprehend!

Just a glimmer of understanding what the hell was going on,

Some sort of sign, their lives weren’t all just a waste of time!

Hoping after they die they might discover what it was about.

What the hell anything in life could have ever actually meant.

Screaming and yelling that nobody ever supplies any answers!

Exciting details to follow, after the next series of commercials;

War, hate, peace, and love metamorphose into,

The same, unending TV edutainment program!

The cult of personalities spouting any bullshit,

Simply more of the many distinct faces of God,

Most are not really thrilled to examine closely.

Once seen countless things can never be unseen!

Like how hot dogs, are really made in a factory!

Examining larger contexts may be self-defeating,

Seeking the forest through the trees is a mistake!

If it means never seeing our lives the same again!

If to do so means opening the scary can of worms!

If doing so means acknowledging any real feelings,

When mindless masses lose touch with their hearts!

Sacrificing awareness, losing touch with what's real,

Sacrificing awareness, losing touch with one another!

Sacrificing awareness losing touch with being touched!

Some searching for more convenient answers remaining!

Some searching for answers in more unimaginable places!

Some searching for answer at the bottom of nearby toilets!

Some come to believe, something is wrong with the universe!

Some come to believe that unhappiness, is just a cultural myth!

Some come to believe life is their personal hell, they've all created!

While others come to believe happiness is collecting more bullshit.

Or come to believe happiness is just more trouble than its worth!

Some merely hoping God, will extract their personal vengeance!

For refusing to take responsibility, for their hatred and anger!

When the only thing gentler, than the laughter of a toddler,

Is the unconditional love that we each still have to offer!

What can only be given away and may never be stolen.

Follow your own heart, and leave your demons behind;

Follow your heart climbing up the stairway to Heaven!

Follow your heart until the sun shines on you yet again,

Follow your heart, remembering how to dance yet again!

Rediscover your own joy, and gentle laughter once again!

Follow your own heart dancing to your beautiful melody!

None can follow you down the path, you alone can travel!

Demons cannot follow in your footsteps on the way either,

No demons may ever take the fork in the road less traveled,

For no demons, can ever survive in the full light of the truth!

Evil forever remaining ignorant of all things great and small,

Evil, can never thrive in the hearts of our smallest of children,

Evil could never even tolerate being around the most innocent!

Who often remain in close touch, with their own loving hearts.

Never allowing even anyone's God, to ever come between them!

See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil never knowing happiness;

The devil can't stand to hear, our dancing and sparkling laughter!