If Not For You....

.:t o u r i n g :.

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Even after all,
even after all the terror in the streets,

Even after all the violence in society,
Even after all the death toll towers, the burnt bodies now stacked, the graves dug into the earth, and the soldiers never coming back, the smoke shock of Nagasaki and the ghost echo screams swimming up still from Germany, and even after all Your people who said they can’t now believe,

And even after all the lesser known scars like the machete mutilated hacked, the Karen systematically raped, the dragged black bodied, and the little screams of tiny red Khmer skulls,

Even after all,
even after all the waves crashed through Sri Lanka and limbs washed to shore, the turned over world of earth, wind, fire, wood and water,

Even after all the ash which has come, the shook and scarred earth, the fallen down and the buried alive, and the head held in hands questions of why,

Even after all, I still love You.

Even after all the pains in my own hands, even after the crippled blind, the stretched out waiting hands, even after the professors knock you out, even after all,

Even after I don’t get what are wants and my heart sinks black and we don’t see You show Your face around every wall, and even after all the questions go quietly mute and tired,

Even after all, I still love You.

Even after all the bad I can’t control and they say You can’t either, even after all the ways and schemes I’ve played, and the rivers of doubt flooded into me, even after all the times I got let down,

Even after all the bad things people say, and I wondered what they wanted from you anyway, just a cosmic errand boy and a thoughtless Mother Nature that never takes, and even after all the Hitchens, Dawkins, Darwin, Harris, Gould, and lies,

Even after all the Job jabs I’ve never gotten,

Even after all, I still love You,

because even after all, You first loved me.

Moto Grand Touring -- From Monterey/Big Sur

C H I L A O -- coyotes howl into the night

having left your mark on this life

The Rebel Against Himself

We believe in Marx Freud and Darwin
We believe everything is OK
as long as you don't hurt anyone
to the best of your definition of hurt,
and to the best of your knowledge.

We believe in sex before, during, and
after marriage.
We believe in the therapy of sin.
We believe that adultery is fun.
We believe that sodomy’s OK.
We believe that taboos are taboo.

We believe that everything's getting better
despite evidence to the contrary.
The evidence must be investigated
And you can prove anything with evidence.

We believe there's something in horoscopes,
UFO's, and bent spoons.
Jesus was a good man just like Buddha,
Mohammed, and ourselves.
He was a good moral teacher though we think
His good morals were bad.

We believe that all religions are basically the same-
at least the one that we read was.
They all believe in love and goodness.
They only differ on matters of creation,
sin, heaven, hell, God, and salvation.

We believe that after death comes the Nothing
Because when you ask the dead what happens
they say nothing.
If death is not the end, if the dead have lied, then its
compulsory heaven for all
excepting perhaps
Hitler, Stalin, and Genghis Kahn

We believe in Masters and Johnson
What's selected is average.
What's average is normal.
What's normal is good.

We believe in total disarmament.
We believe there are direct links between warfare and
bloodshed.
Americans should beat their guns into tractors.
And the Russians would be sure to follow.

We believe that man is essentially good.
It's only his behavior that lets him down.
This is the fault of society.
Society is the fault of conditions.
Conditions are the fault of society.

We believe that each man must find the truth that
is right for him.
Reality will adapt accordingly.
The universe will readjust.
History will alter.
We believe that there is no absolute truth
excepting the truth
that there is no absolute truth.

We believe in the rejection of creeds,
And the flowering of individual thought.

If chance be
the Father of all flesh,
disaster is his rainbow in the sky
and when you hear

State of Emergency!
Sniper Kills Ten!
Troops on Rampage!
Whites go Looting!
Bomb Blasts School!
It is but the sound of man
worshipping his maker.