Shit Happens And Pointless Personal Bullshit

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Shit Happens!​

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Sometimes resigned to our humble fate,​

We let crap slide...​

Until way past late!​

Shit happens is the rule,​

Never losing track of time,​

Pushing past us from behind,​

Hesitant to wait to procrastinate!​

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Pointless Personal Bullshit​

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Pointless bullshit is not always easily avoided;​

And, personal bullshit is not easily surrendered;​

Thus, pointless personal bullshit has enthralled generation after generation!​

When intent upon being funny, pointless bullshit can fall flat on its face!​

Humor may enhance otherwise pointless bullshit and so humor survives!​

Humor neither acts nor reasons;​

Love acts, but without our reason;​

Justice acts only to serve our reason;​

While bullshit tries to enforce reason!​

When ignorant wisdom is lost there remains humor;​

When humor is lost, there remains love;​

When love is lost, there remains justice;​

And when justice is lost, there remains pointless bullshit!​

Mindless habits and rituals are the end of honesty and compassion,​

The beginning of total confusion!​

Belief is a colorful hope or fear,​

Stepping stone to all calamity!​

The comedian is guided by humor, not by hope;​

She's a fruitcake, not a flower!​

Accepting being dense she easily ignores pointless personal bullshit.​

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The universe is displaying the Four Face of God, or supersymmetry of the recursion in the law of identity, where the only thing we can know is that we know nothing. In other words, it displays indeterminate, determinate, self-organizing, and self-contradictory behaviors which you could compare to staring off into infinity and seeing the same four basic patterns repeating. The more I let my poetry write itself the more it expresses yin-yang dynamics and the Four Faces of God by default.

 

It's the elegant simplicity of Mach's Conjecture, also being interpreted as merely begging the question and encouraging us to adopt whatever perspective we might prefer. Rocks rolling downhill express the same principle of flow dynamics where the smaller and more humble they become in general the more efficiently they can support anything from an avalanche to conveying water and heat within the biosphere. It is the self-organizing conservation of Creative-Efficiency produced by yin-yang dynamics excluding any metaphysical extremes. In more personal terms, it resembles every toddler's mad dash for the potty whenever an adult enters the room. Whether they wish to be potty trained or not simply doesn't matter because their own brains are a creative engine that only incidently happens to resemble a computer.

 

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Ha, ha!