Confessions

Growing up Catholic, and participating in one of their sacraments, called Confession – one enters a darkened chamber where, upon stepping into, you rest your knees upon a kneeler, with some type of square screen before you, where the priest in a second chamber on the other side of the screen of the chamber you’re kneeling in, waits for you to spill your guts of your transgressions.

There, if so inspired by the Holy Spirit, you might start jabbering on of the litany of transgressions you’ve committed since your last confession. Now, depending how long since your last confession – the list might be long and very distinguished – that is if you have not a shred of embarrassment of the telling of the tale of the nefarious deeds you accomplished…without regret, since your last confession.

Confession, in the modern era of f**kery, has been replaced with Facebook and Twitter, just in reverse.  You no longer go into a darkened chamber to talk of dark things, you go out onto the world wide waste and proclaim all the grand shyte you’re doing, or thinking of doing, or just fantasizing of doing, keeping the nasty little details of your sins that the gods will remember upon your death, entrenched deep in your wretched bowels.

On social media outlets…you are a god – screw it if it’s only in your own mind who is a god.

Tales told of the latest shyte you’ve bought, the latest vacation you went on, the latest ‘thing’ you’re into, the latest meal you just ate, along with a string of other ‘who gives a shyte’ items, you sit back after pounding away on your keyboard – satisfied that you’ve given your world a taste of your epic stature.

But the sins remain hidden.  That gnawing queasiness in the pit of your stomach that the f**kery you provide to your tribe, is the same type of f**kery the government, media and  corporate dickheads provide to you each and every day is unsettling.

You read a headline:

Whole Foods will be cutting medical benefits for up to 1,900 workers starting Jan. 1, 2020. via CNBC.com

And a thought lights through your mind: Ah…Jeff Bezos, with a net worth of a paltry $114 Billion can’t provide 1,900 workers with medical benefits.

And Jesus wept…

Screw the 1,900 workers, right?

Back to Twitter and Facebook to check the reality of life.

Then another hit of reality outside social media drops into your brain that those in California have to deal with, but thank the cosmos, you don’t:

Pacific Gas & Electric Corp., or PG&E, began shutting off power in phases early Wednesday to about 500,000 customers in northern and central parts of the state, including sections of the San Francisco Bay Area. A second wave, affecting about 250,000 customers, began in the afternoon. And more outages were reported early Thursday. – via nbcnews.com

Wow! Cool and normal! (Of course, how many have heard of this from corporate media dickheads)

Back to Twitter and Facebook to check the reality of things. Yes, all is right as I have the number of likes from other of brain-dead followers of my shyte.

But then…

An “All-Out Blizzard” that is “unheard of for October” is about to hit farms in the midwest with up to 2 feet of snow. – via activistpost.com

According to the latest USDA Crop Progress Report, only 22 percent of the corn in North Dakota is considered to be “mature” at this point…

Many farmers continue to wait on the sidelines to get into the fields. With freezing temperatures, heavy snowfall, and high winds set to hit the northern Plains this week, the corn in North Dakota is only 22% mature vs. a 75% five-year average, according to Monday’s USDA Crop Progress Report.

Also, South Dakota corn is rated 36% mature vs. an 80% five-year average. Minnesota farmers have a corn crop that is just 39% mature vs. an 83% five-year averageAnd now here comes an “all-out blizzard”.

And you wonder, what has this got to do with me.

Nothing…and everything.

When the end times arrives is up for debate.

Who knows when holy Jesus, the committee of dolphins or Mother Earth decides that the f**kery of the era has reached its zenith and ends this shyte.

In the meantime, nothing will interfere with my shyte, right?

After all, I have social media, and I’ve Skyped before unbelievers of my shyte in the corporate slave factory I work, where I can tell the “world” of all the magnificent shyte I’m doing – of the goth shyte I do on the side, of the lifestyle that me and my significant others dive into, before an audience of the unlightened of my shyte….proclaiming that life is good, no matter how fucked up my life is personally.

A personal note:  The temperature high on Wednesday in the shit hole I live in was 82 degrees.  24 hours later, the high temperature was 26 degrees, with 6 inches of snow.

Cool and normal! And if you believe it’s global warming, try to think again…and then… try and think again

“In the name of God, stop a moment, cease your work, look around you.” ― Leo Tolstoy

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Tonight’s musical offering:

Mozart: Symphony No.38 (Prague) K504,  Bernard Haitink (conductor)  – Chamber Orchestra of Europe

Photo by Shalone Cason on Unsplash

 

2 comments

  1. Sorry to hear of your weather whiplash, we’ve had it here as well. 93 down to 45 in a matter of hours. I like to get up at night now to witness these events, feels nothing like normal storms, how can folks not feel this?! Cool and normal indeed. When I say ‘weather whiplash’ to folks they give me a blank stare, like they don’t even notice or remember how abnormal this is. Then I really get the full picture of how removed we’ve been from nature for generations, even rural folks who’ve farmed for generations don’t get it—‘oh but we sure needed that rain’ they reply (we got about an inch, after over 2 months of drought)—so as long as someone is taking care of the weather they don’t care if it’s god or man one bit. Poor folks with the snow already, I feel for y’all! Stay strong and peeved my friend.

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    1. Brilliant stuff you say there. I too am…everyday, just amazed that folks either don’t, or won’t see what’s happening right in front of them. And then if they do…they simply don’t care. ‘Strong and peeved’…I like that. Cheers!

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