I write and publish this stuff because it is part of my own healing. Having learned (wrongly) at a young age that my voice, and myself, have little value, other than my capacity to please the authority of the moment, I continue to witness my adult version of this wounding, and attempt to bring healing to it.
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Childhood trauma: the unwanted gift that keeps on giving!
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Thus, I continue to WRITE, while paying close attention to the content.
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I “hear” what I am trying to express:
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At times, my “unhealed space” tells me that “the world” has become the replacement for the sometime “deaf ears” of my father.
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We all have infinite value.
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The evil comes from those whose lives are antagonistic to this truth, and who would try to convince us otherwise.
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(material below was written in 2017)
The Ultimate Position, God, has been vacated by that White Bearded White Man wearing flowing robes, who used to sit on, and rule from the Golden Throne. Yes, that old, worn out fantasy of an image for God no longer serves the awakening consciousness of our world, though it still serves the ignorant, and the artist, quite well.
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I have an idea. . . Donald Trump could resign from the presidency, be given that position, rule from his White Porcelain Altar, and not miss a beat, or a wipe. It is said that his greatest thoughts are engraved daily upon the sacred white Twitter scrolls of his toilet paper. His followers will have the same success worshiping this false Idol as they did his “predecessor”.
It is a win-win proposition. Our country can then survive and prosper, and Trump can stay in his ignorant, hateful, delusional world, ruling without conflict, while the rest of his hypnotized minions continue to ponder why they feel abandoned by their “God”. Just know that if he tosses toilet paper to you, he has your best interests at heart, based on his own toilet bowl mentality.
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In God’s Universe, and Mind, all that is ever seen, unto eternity, is Itself. In Trump’s universe, in which he sees “shithole countries”, rest assured that this is the most revealing insight into how he sees himself, and his relationship to the ALL. All of the Universe is but a ‘shithole’ to Trump, if it has no use to him with his self-serving agendas. Pardon me if I excuse myself from his twisted, deluded “divine mission’.
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The rest of humanity can continue to witness the real God working It’s Love and Miracles with the Awakened People Of Our Country, and The World, guiding the Aware, opened Hearts and Minds, as It always has. The dark and ignorant will continue to unconsciously benefit, without ever knowing why. And Trump can continue to be worshiped as the Dark King that he is.
Just a thought, with my verbal tongue planted firmly in my cheek.
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Yes, the “devil made me do it!”
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“Angels can fly high, because they take themselves lightly”
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TRUMPED BY A FOOL (a poem)
You know what he still is, there is no need for any more new names
Appearing to be outwardly different, but inside he is still the same
Vacationing on ego trips, and with the world playing his evil, bizarre mind games
Striving for the world’s monetary dominance, and its dark, dubious fame
Remaining a Godless soul while blending back into life’s darkest mass
Affirming his uniqueness, though he still remains stuck in the same psychotic class
With all who have delusions of grandeur, and appearances of a deranged ass
Steering fully clear of love and self-awareness, Oh his transparency of glass!
Spewing words of questionable wisdom, and with only another rabid dogs’ bark
Seeking for his family and cronies a rich life, and on life’s script leaving just a shit mark
Talking like he has seen the light, but, if so, why is his life still so mired in the dark?
Needing purifying inner flames, while he continues to snuff every divine spark
Believing that his life has blossomed, but he does not possess Love’s flower
Demanding that his life be carried by the river of sweetness, while making us still wade through the sour
Never realizing that, over life, ultimately he holds very little lasting power
Avoiding the reality of life, while living in his ivory white supremacist Trump Tower
Bringing up life’s smelliest rear end, while demanding that he should be honored first
Stealing the best from good people’s lives, showing everyone he thinks they deserve the worst
Plotting for elitist’s economic success, while making sure the poorest stay cursed
His life is just an overblown toxic gas bubble, waiting to be burst!
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God, please save us from our Dark King and his minions,
Mankind, resist this demon every step of the way
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Amen
Categories: Musings

Bruce

Presently, I am 67 years old, and I am learning how to live the life of a retired person. I am married to Sharon White, a retired hospice nurse, and writer. Whose Death Is It Anyway-A Hospice Nurse Remembers Sharon is a wonderful friend and life partner of nearly 30 years. We have three grandsons through two of Sharon's children. I am not a published writer or poet. My writings are part of my new life in retirement. I have recently created a blog, and I began filling it up with my writings on matters of recovery and spirituality. I saw that my blog contained enough material for a book, so that is now my new intention, to publish a book, if only so that my grandsons can get to know who their grandfather really was, once I am gone. The title for my first book will be: Penetrating The Conspiracy Of Silence, or, How I Lived Beyond My Expiration Date I have since written 7 more books, all of which are now posted on this site. I have no plans to publish any of them, as their material is not of general interest, and would not generate enough income to justify costs. I have taken a deep look at life, and written extensively about it from a unique and rarely communicated perspective. Some of my writing is from 2016 on to the present moment. Other writing covers the time prior to 1987 when I was a boy, then an addict and alcoholic, with my subsequent recovery experience, and search for "Truth". Others are about my more recent experiences around the subjects of death, dying, and transformation, and friends and family having the most challenging of life's experiences. There are also writings derived from my personal involvement with and insight into toxic masculinity, toxic religion, toxic capitalism, and all of their intersections with our leadere. These topics will not be a draw for all people, as such personal and/or cultural toxicities tends to get ignored, overlooked, or "normalized" by those with little time for insight, introspection, or interest in other people's points of view on these troubling issues. There also will be a couple of writings/musings about "GOD", but I try to limit that kind of verbal gymnastics, because it is like chasing a sunbeam with a flashlight. Yes, my books are non-fiction, and are not good reading for anybody seeking to escape and be entertained. Some of the writings are spiritual, philosophical and intellectual in nature, and some descend the depths into the darkest recesses of the human mind. I have included a full cross section of all of my thoughts and feelings. It is a classic "over-share", and I have no shame in doing so. A Master Teacher once spoke to me, and said "no teacher shall effect your salvation, you must work it out for yourself". "Follow new paths of consciousness by letting go of all of the mental concepts and controls of your past". This writing represents my personal work towards that ultimate end.