There's a coming new world order

There's a coming new world order

There's an old world fading further

There's a fresh world hoping for a cure

That we'll stop killing each other

There are people hoping for the better

There are people saying we would rather

Be going to hell than to live in fear

Then we'll finally see our future

There are too many end times preachers

Who said I'd be sentenced to suffer

That I'd spend my days in fire forever

Just because I'm not a believer

Let's forget there are jihad fighters

Who wants to do their god a great favour

Because they feel that god lacks the power

To rid of me to usher in the final hour

god is great

but god is weak

she needs our help

to get rid of unbelievers

god is great

but god is sick

she needs your help

to be a suicide bomber

god is great

but god needs help

she needs your strength

to put in place a new world order

When she comes to reign I will not cower

She might throw me into a pit of fire

But I will stand and not take any cover

In great pain but repent I shall never

I will lift my eyes beyond the hills of fire

To the unknown who never wanted to be god ever

To a name which we could never even utter

To my keeper and my redeemer

Rise thou good and faithful

I commanded you to kill but you never

I asked of faith from you but you remained unbeliever

I knocked your door yet you did not answer

So sit now on my right and my left here

And rule over these idiotic believers

Who love to be goats led for slaughter

Who once made judgement but never

I made them humans but they're failure

I made them free but that's not what they prefer

Just as 1 Samuel chap 8 says

They prefer the bondage of a kingly messiah

A king who would tax them

till it ain't over till it's over

A messiah who from them would require

belief in human sacrifice otherwise it's everlasting fire.

The Oaks of Mamre

'Neath this tree where Avram sat

With the LORD whom he'd earlier met

Hence and where was salvation's plan set

Whence G`d was there when Avram pled:

"Peradventure there be fifty save five,

Would you still that they be spared alive?"

And G'd leaned back, His eyes arise,

"Though there be ten just righteous in life,"

The LORD answered without a strife,

"They will I spare alive."

Might the serafim sat in disbelief

How strange an answer that G'd should give

But every heart is a tree beneath

Thence and where G'd would sit

Waiting, waiting for that to breathe

That avramic voice of I believe

~ Fall 1978

Mustard Flavoured Sky

Life is but a dream

Tracks and multi-coloured stream

Joy and peace are all abound

But is there any more to be found?

Don't we spend our hours searching

But let me tell you while you're still breathing

Don't waste your time

Life is all and worths a dime

So live while you can

Suffer while there's a chance

Come follow my dream

You'll love it when heavens touch the ground

Let us fly

The high and mustard flavoured sky

Let us live and not die

You'll love it when heavens touch the ground

My!

Look oer'here

You hear?

I say let us fly

I want to live

And not die

~Spring 1983

Success

Between the reaches of time and space beyond

There I stood within the stark and naked environ

I saw, I walked, I stopped

As if you walked a million miles more

And your feet hurt sore

At times, the challenge is gone

No more mysteries to unwind

Yet the want to go on

Hides behind your mind

As if I took a bin

Overturned it only to hear a din

As if I held my hand

What sifted through was only sand

Behind the great and faithful

What lies behind?

People!

Did you not see what I have done

Have you not seen that with success I've run?

But the world, it paced at a silent din

And the night faded away

Into the darkness of its stay

I want to walk a million miles more.

Agnostic

Though I walk a thousand miles

Take a million steps

Strive a few more miles

Make a few more laps

What would I have done?

Or accomplished?

River Nile

Can't wash me clean

Ganges?

Who am I

Purity is a commodity

I buy from G`d

~ Spring 1984

Mustard Seeds

No solemn requests

If ever

Redeemed such bequests

Persons at best are comforters of their own counsels

Though it seems encouragement must be bought with despair

And comfort given by persons too knowledgeable

Isn't that a heavy price to pay for a troubled soul?

To be comforted or not to be, is the begging question

Quiet concern exudes more comfort than splendour of words

Or disposed opinions

Perhaps

Perhaps, some people are more concerned about dispensing

The mustard seeds of their faith

~ Summer 1984

To Believe

To procrastinate is to need but not to want
To want is to respond to what is observed
To observe is science without creating
To measure is observing in participation
To participate is to know and then to perform
To perform is to give and then accept
To accept is to receive and respond

But to believe is simply to procrastinate

• Like an idea without substance,
• An indictment without evidence,
• Or evidence without observation.
• Perception without measuring risks,
• Or risking that to which the belief
• would not respond.
• Performing indulgences without participation,
• Or participating in unacceptable responses.
• An orgy of wishes without morals of hope.
• To be right by avoiding any or all
• persuasions it could be wrong.

It will come -
A time when I will no longer need to believe.
I hope. Or did I just believe?

Thinking outside the box? Think again.

How can I think outside the box when I don't know where its boundaries lie?

So many people are thinking outside the box that thinking outside the box may now require me to venture back into my box to actually think outside that monstrous box everyone has created by thinking outside their box.

Why should I think outside the box when the inside of my box is still unexplored?
My box is still mainly unexplored because I have not ventured outside the box sufficiently to look into the box.

Now that I have succumbed to packaging our opinions in boxes, it has become rather confusing over which boxes I should venture out from and which I should venture into.

I feel the idea of thinking-outside-the-box has become rather over-prescribed. Hmmm ... need to think outside the box to find a better object from which to think outside.

Asking if a glass is half full or half empty is only helpful for people who tend to experience motivational dyslexia. A box, into which, all of us seem to have misplaced ourselves.
Is your box half full, half empty or full of crap?

To box or not to box: that is the begging question.
For here or to go?

If I had to choose between snack and TV, the quick brownie box trumps over Boston's Red Sox.

My boxicle/cubicle is like a grocery store.

I am always encouraged to think and act outside the box but whenever I do try I am being yelled at by the same people because outside my box is inside theirs while inside my box is outside theirs.
There must be a box that defines what it means to think outside the box.
Think as though everything exists outside the box but act as though everything exists inside the box.

Grass is always greener, steaks are always juicier on the other side of the box.

Wife to husband - Why are there so many boxes in the garage?
Husband to wife - Why are there so many boxes in the attic?
Parent to child - Why are there so many boxes in the basement?
Who left this stink'n box in my thinking space?
I think that thinking in terms of boxes is detrimental to society.

Is that why they call them boxers?

Therapee to therapist:
I seem to have misplaced the box outside of which I was thinking.

Coach to heavy-weight championship contender:
Think outside the box.

My hobby had been to collect boxes of all sorts. I gave up because I just didn't have a box large enough to contain all of them.

Strangers in delight exchanging ideas wondering what's insight.
Strangers in the night exchanging boxers wondering what's inside.

When we do, do we all think outside the same box or different boxes?
When we do, do we have to think outside the same box all the time?
Where can I find an appropriate box to think outside of?
Should I be thinking about things found outside the box or could I be outside the box thinking what's inside?

The parable of the merchant and the box:
The kingdom of heaven is akin to the case where a rich merchant had travelled over many lands and finds a box. He then decides to sell all he has to buy the box. However, when he opens it, he finds he had to think outside the box.

Suggestion of names for towns - Boxford, Boxfort, Boxbridge, Boxham, Boxington, Boxcester, Boxland, Boxmouth, Boxton, Boxburg, Boxhill, Boxfield, Boxkill, Boxgrad, Boxdad, Boxcow, Boxport, Boxworth, Boxville, Boxhamton, Boxkarta, Boxchiminh, Boxbay, Los Boxantos, Boxico, Boxgow, Boxelona, Boxfurt, Boxberra, Boxillia, San Boxe, Boxwana, Boxlin, Ulan Boxtor, Boxmandu, Boxtown, Boxadishu, Boxes Salaam, Abox Dhabi, Boxiskistan, Port-au-Box, Boxdrid, Boxapore, Boxenhagen, Box Kong, Cape of Box Hope, Kuala Lumbox, Taibox, Boxage, Boxtawa.

There's a town in Massachusetts called Boxborough.

Boxie Chicks - possibly up and coming female country group.
Bruce Boxsteen - the Boxx of rock.
Boxed in the USA - His new top-charting hit.
Boxilla - possibly new Japanese movie about giant montrous box attacking Tokyo.
Snow White and the Seven Boxes.
Rumpelstiltbox.
Wrinkledboxskin.
Jack and the Box Stock.
When Will Carlin Print His Box Plots?

Jack and Jill went in the box
To fetch a stale of ideas.

What was Schrodinger's cat doing inside the box?
- To illustrate the phenomena.
What was Schrodinger's cat thinking inside the box?
- To be hypothetically dead or alive but famous.
What was Schrodinger thinking having a cat inside the box?
- Inside the box.
What would the SPCA/Humane Society think of Schrodinger's cat in the box?
- Put the fr'kin cat outside the box.