Canto
I
Gangster
Gospel
Canto I
Petrus Romanus
La Sangría
verse 1:
I cannot wait to give you all my love
You are the one that I am dreaming of
You got the body that was made for love
Just like an angel coming from above
chorus:
Si puedes hacer la sangría
Voy a te canto todavía
Mi cancion de la amiga
De quien es siempre mi María
verse 2:
The way you look tonight is so divine
You are a masterpiece of Gods design
Your kisses are to me as sweet as wine
I give you evrything because youre mine
verse 3:
Le veo baile en el Malecón
Te gustaría mio corazon
Me ganas veo le en mi salon
I never knew how much I was alone!
Persian Persuasion
Blessed Virgin of Elam,
My tongue is soaked in spice
ready to surprise you when we kiss.
My love burns for you
as the fires of Zoroaster.
Hide my flame in the caves of Tehran
as the sandstorm threatens to extinguish it;
And it shall surely bless thee, desert Delilah,
as your delicate shoulders feel the coarse hairs
of the Persian rug on which you lie.
I am the great Prophet -- that was, and is (which I guess would make me a whiz!) Nevertheless, I am sent by the Blessed Virgin Mary to preach her gospel in an era of mass-media, mass-culture, mass-consumption and mass-destruction. We are entering an age of mass-communication and mass-transit. We are entering critical mass! Hell, we've got more mass than Massachusetts! And that reminds me, when was the last time you attended Mass, you goddamn sinner!
I am the one we've been waiting for... The Apparition who communicates with me (the Blessed Virgin Mary) has entrusted me, her loyal and most humble servant, I, Petrus Romanus (accent on the a!) to tell the people of the late great planet Earth that if we don't get our sh*t together, our nation will be brought to its knees faster than a Dutch foreign exchange student on prom night!
My little children... The Blessed Extra-Virgin has miraculously told me through the dispensation of numerous miracles and registered gifts that we must stop waiting for change and start changing our ways -- we must take stock of ourselves instead of just taking stock off our shelves -- we must stop fearing the end, and instead, start ending the fear and mass-hysteria that has gripped our nation... if there were any more fear up in here, it would generate its own atmos-fear!
So what's the answer? Well, if told you that, you probably wouldn't buy my book. So, I'll make a deal with you, I'll put the answer in my aforementioned book, and if you read it and don't instantly convert to Roman Catholicism, I'll refund your money. So what have you got to lose? -- Try my product!
Blessed are those who read this book, for they shall laugh so hard, their face will hurt... wait! -- that's not a blessing!... (or is it?...)
I am the GREAT PROPHET PETRUS ROMANUS
The one and lonely!
I am wiser than Solomon playing a solo, man!
Ask and it shall be given;
Seek and ye shall find;
Show me yours and I'll show you mine!
FRESH... for '09, you suckas!!
What is Logos?
In the Beginning was the Logos,
and the Logos was with God,
and the Logos was God.
What is Logos? Logos does not mean Logic -- It means Word. All logical arguments require a premise except the following: "If nothing, then nothing." Therefore, only an empty universe would be a logical universe. The Universe exists, therefore it is not logical, it is grammatical.
"Not logical" does not mean "imperfect." Existence is made perfect in its opposition to non-existence. God explains himself to Moses by using the logical argument "I AM that I AM." It is circular logic. Circular logic is not a logical fallacy or else all logical arguments are false due to the fact that all logical arguments require a premise that cannot be logically supported. Therefore, there is no logical fallacy or imperfection in the logic of God. However, God does operate on the divine premise of her own consciousness, which is to say, she knows she is alive. But how does God know she is alive? -- the same way you know you are alive -- You think, therefore you are.
Mi Chicana Mexicana
¡Chicita bonita de la Veracrúz!
¿Donde estan tus mejillas rosas?
Al noche, cuando leyendo los escritos santos
(haciendo viajes nuevos
a la Guadalupe por la Señora),
yo recuerdo los boleros en la calle sentamentál.
Mientras, yo te veo en la cuerpa de la guitarra,
cantando 'La Paloma' en la luce de luna
(memorias de las aztecas antiguas tambien.)
Deconstructing the Tower of Babel
The builders of the Tower of Babel were motivated by their desire to make a name for themselves:
(Gen 11:4) And they said, Go to, let us build us a city and a tower, whose top may reach unto heaven; and let us make us a name, lest we be scattered abroad upon the face of the whole earth.
People already had a name (or identity), but they were not satisfied with their God-given name. They were in search of a new name, a new identity, a new definition, a new way to see themselves in relation to God and each other. Thus, it was the people's ambition and not God's intervention that led to the confusion of language.
Today, it is fashionable for so-called intellectuals to create new terminology and new definitions in order to reshape the dialogue. Not only does this tactic produce a sense of "relevancy" to the intellectual's input with regard to the dialogue, but also it ensures the intellectual's position in history because he or she would receive credit for coining the new term.
The history-making "new" idea increases the word-builder's chances of being published because publishers don't want to publish old ideas or things that we already know. They are as the Epicureans who equate relevancy with novelty:
(Acts 17:21) (For all the Athenians and strangers which were there spent their time in nothing else, but either to tell, or to hear some new thing.)
Of course, the word-builder's increased fame that results from the coining of the new term is also a plus as publishers only want to publish well-known people. It's a selling point insofar as publishers (and other media purveyors) market their wares to a Hellenized world culture that prizes intellectual prurience over prudent rigor (go figure!):
(1 Cor 1:22) For the Jews require a sign, and the Greeks seek after wisdom:
Furthermore, it is also in the economic interest of the word-builder to get published even without the book advance. Being published in an academic journal virtually guarantees tenure status at any university. Universities promote published professors because they want to retain people who are well known and "relevant" in their field. This attracts students to their university, increasing its revenue from tuition. Thus, the word-creation game is a "win-win" for everyone involved -- everyone, that is, except the student who actually wants to learn something.
Because academicians emphasize term-coinage over genuine insight, college classes become lessons in vocabulary rather than in truth. This makes the professor's job easier because he or she only has to teach the vocabulary rather than engaging in real conversation. Furthermore, liberal arts institutions can measure the "success" of their students by testing them on their grasp of the new vocabulary rather than on their grasp of true wisdom. Paul prophesied this situation in the first century:
(2 Tim 3:1-2, 7) This know also, that in the last days perilous times shall come. 2For men shall be lovers of their own selves, covetous, boasters, 7Ever learning, and never able to come to the knowledge of the truth.
As the thirst for the "new" continues to permeate the academic establishment, the language of academia becomes increasingly more esoteric, creating a situation in which only a "specialist" in the field can communicate with another specialist because he or she is versed in the terminology. This also secures the professor's teaching position at the university because only a few people can speak the lingo of their field making them less replaceable. They are glorified interpreters rather than original thinkers living in a modern-day, linguistic Tower of Babble.
Although human language evolves, human thought does not. We only find new ways of saying old things. We are not more intellectually sophisticated than our ancient counterparts, just more verbose:
(Ecc 1:9) The thing that hath been, it is that which shall be; and that which is done is that which shall be done: and there is no new thing under the sun.
Nevertheless, there is nothing inherently wrong with term-coinage as long as it doesn't become terminal. After all, God did bring the animals to Adam to see what he would call them and if we find a new species of fish at the bottom of the ocean, why not name it?
Society Sucks!
Society sucks and you figured it out,
But don't let society cause you to doubt;
Because if you do, you will not transcend
And if you can't beat'em, you'll join'em in the end
So seek after wisdom (if everyone lies)
And be sure to find it before your demise!
But just for the record, I'm not one of them;
So please just be careful of whom you condemn.
Character Development
A Literary Figure
A literary figure is a master of his art, not a student of it. He is contemplative, without being contemptuous. A literary figure is diligent, without being belligerent. A literary figure spends his words with thrift, relishing his gift to uplift those whose souls have gone adrift. A literary figure needs no introduction -- no, not his! but his manuscript's (as its first sentence is a book unto itself).
His style is his substance; His method is his madness; His form is his function; His art is his life; His fact is his fiction; His pen is his sword, cutting through pseudo-intellectual layers of false dichotomies to draw Blood from Wisdom spilled on a digital page.
A literary figure is not afraid either to say his peace or to keep it. A literary figure is prepared to be impoverished, imprisoned or impaled for the sake of his angelic impresario. As a prophet is not accepted in his own country, neither is a literary figure accepted in his own lifetime.
A Literary N*gger
A literary n*gger is someone who writes to enrich himself, rather than enriching others. A literary n*gger is someone who bases his artistic decisions on what will sell, rather than what will tell. A literary n*gger is someone who writes because it's what he does, and not because it's who he is. A literary n*gger is someone who writes for a living instead of living to write. A literary n*gger panders to his readers, meandering around like a slandering salamander, instead of commanding them to greater states of intellectual grandeur. A literary n*gger comes with his own death warrant, also called a letter of recommendation.
He goes to school, where he learns his trade. He goes to work, where he earns his paid. He goes to club, where he yearns his laid. He goes to hell, where he burns his prayed.
A literary n*gger talks the talk, but cannot walk the walk because it was all small talk outlined in police chalk. A literary n*gger takes his chick to the flick, then creeks in through the back door marked "exit-only" cuz that's what everybody else is... A literary n*gger wills himself ignorant in order to suck the fiduciary dyck of the devil quick (just as his children will and his children's children spill unto the third and fourth generation), before staring up at him to ask, "So what'd you think?"
Pater Roaster
OUR Father, who art on earth
Basketball be thy game!?
Thy business run, thy will have fun
On earth as it is your heaven
Give us your pay, we always said
And forget us our rent,
as we forget those who lent the rent to us
And lead us not into starvation,
but deliver us a pizza
For thine is a symptom of much sorrow and worry
(Whichever is better)
Oh man!
Letter to Destiny...
breathtaking complexity
and thematic multiplicity
rivaling that of a Beethoven Symphony
or a medieval tapestry
surely this poetry
will go down in sistory
(no, I didn't mean history)
because you're a chick, you see?
as I read this in ecstasy
from my home in Schenectady
I hope you'll connect with me
cuz I'm just a young emcee
hoping that you won't be
thinking any less of me
if I ask you to express to me
just how much this reverie
appears to be
getting the best of me
like a prelude by Debussy
you wrote it so masterf'ly
like "sense and sensibility"
debauching my literary chastity
as I read on int'restedly
and ruminate endlessly
on the existential mystery
you conveyed so convincingly
and expressed with such intimacy
look at me!
I just can't help being impressed, you see?
LORD JESUS CHRIST,SON OF THE FATHER,SEND NOW YOUR SPIRIT OVER THE EARTH.LET THE HOLY SPIRIT LIVEIN THE HEARTS OF ALL NATIONS,THAT THEY MAY BE PRESERVEDFROM DEGENERATION, DISASTER AND WAR.MAY THE LADY OF ALL NATIONS,WHO ONCE WAS MARY,BE OUR ADVOCATE.AMEN.
LORD JESUS CHRIST,
SON OF THE FATHER,
SEND NOW YOUR SPIRIT OVER THE EARTH.
LET THE HOLY SPIRIT LIVE
IN THE HEARTS OF ALL NATIONS,
THAT THEY MAY BE PRESERVED
FROM DEGENERATION, DISASTER AND WAR.
MAY THE LADY OF ALL NATIONS,
WHO ONCE WAS MARY,
BE OUR ADVOCATE.
AMEN.
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