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Conservatives and the Art of BS

You know how to tell if a religion is total bullshit?  There are plenty of ways, chief among them a cursory reading of the religion’s holy book.  But the most amusing way to arrive at this conclusion is to just listen to the representatives of said religion speak.

Inner Demons

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Enter Bryan Fischer: radio host, Christian, and dumbfuck extraordinaire.  I’m sure you’ve all heard the story of a pastor claiming that Melania Trump requested an exorcism of the White House.  If you haven’t, check it out.  Cue America’s faction of idiocy, the Christian Right.  Continue reading Conservatives and the Art of BS

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Our Haphazard Oblivion

We are shrapnel.
We are constructed, the controlled ingredients

of our haphazard oblivion,
the wires of burning marionettes,

the discipline of terror. We are embedded
into the sky,

the dazzling apathy

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An Open Letter to Atheists

Hey, its me, Josh.

I haven’t heard from you in a while. In fact, it has been so long, I get the impression you’re avoiding me.

Why?

I thought we were close. I thought we had an understanding. That was the whole reason I showed up: so I could understand. But you took my reaching out to you and slapped away my hand, and I just don’t understand why.

Why don’t you love me?

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Naked Sky

When it’s raining, you imagine
the whole world is drowning.

But
it’s not.

It’s
moving along without you, bathing
in the sunlight
beneath a nude, azure

void.

~ryas 2017

Bukkake

We disappear
into folds of skin informed
by fast food and
airbrushed glamour, our sin
the gluttony of survival.

We don’t survive, anymore; we live
hard and long, fellatiotic
music, the whispers of a mess
about our lips, our faces
concealed beneath our future children.

~ryas
2018

Fear, the Great Motivator

Fear is a funny thing, isn’t it?

I recently commented on another blogger’s post regarding a question asked within that post.  The question was about how two educated people, educated in virtually the same field of study, could have such disparate views on God.  The two in question were Francis Collins and Richard Dawkins.

After listening to Collins’ answer on how he came to his faith, to me, it was easy to see why he had faith at all.

He was afraid. Continue reading Fear, the Great Motivator