Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Jorelys Rivera, In God’s Dumpster



We thank God for so much…We express so much adulation for Allah…We profess our love for Jah…while knowing full well we know not what we love. If we knew what and who we love we would not be in this predicament, The World is a Terrible Place. 

We are a forsaken species. We have solidified that fate. Thankfully and with great anticipation for some, death is abound…knocking on our door. 

The Price of Freedom is Death. Only death will remove us from our self-inflicted torture…So, when it is all said and done we are headed to a ‘dumpster’. It is not a pearly white dumpster. The Dumpster is back to the earth from which we came. Only this time, the soil of earth has been contaminated by and with more Humans.

It, the nasty dumpster, has become a cesspool because we pollute what once was a wonderful creation with our filthy particles. With our dirty lifestyles. With our misdeeds. With our self-created evil. Yeah…we are self-made trash. 

If you are reading this you are aware that I do not have much respect remaining for the Homo sapiens. For the longest time I have been repulsed by what we have become. One day we love and the next day we hate. The next week we are putting on airs attempting -and most times successful- to fool those who care to notice us. We are what we neglect to confess that we are: 
Mentally Unstable

“Ego presents a twofold barrier: conflicting emotions and primitive beliefs about reality. You might call conflicting emotions anti-shunyata, anti-emptiness, because they do not allow or experience any space or lubrication to develop things. They are solid and definite. It is like the analogy of the pig, the symbol of ignorance & insanity, which just follows its nose and never sees any direction of any kind at all. It just keeps following , constantly guided by impulse. And whatever comes in front of its nose, it just consumes it and looks for the next one....”

As a matter of fact, in the full conception - we have tragically made ourselves: Insane (repeat of the same detrimental behavior), Unhealthy (overindulge in food gluttony), Sinful (lie, steal, and cheat), and without a doubt: Religious (The Dumbing Down of Man’s Intellect).  

Religion and Dumpster…God and Dumpster…Jorelys Rivera and Dumpster…

The dumpster is where they found her…in a dumpster…with our trash…with what we have used to scar us eternally. Jorelys was in our trash! Someone decided to defile her with their conflicted life. A life that –in my final estimation- is unworthy of God’s protection. However, bearing witness to God’s history over the past three decades, God will not provide any protection anyway. 

God is an Impotent Deity

I am convinced that God has abandoned the Humans. Sadly, among us within this troubled universe are the most innocent of us…

I have prayed, leaned not on my understanding, and begged God for more understanding. I, since I have been on this journey of truth, have not received that understanding. Leaving me with two beliefs. One unchangeable belief and one belief that’s thinning:

Emphatic Belief:

1)    God is unwilling to protect children. God is extremely selective and racist.

Dubious Belief 

2)    God is Real…God is Able…

I am there…and I am no longer apologetic for where I have landed…my tentative disbelief ensued and was massaged at takeoff, in The Church. 

Dear God, I have come to you so so many times in the bosom of question. Needing to know, why? You were supposedly efficient with waking me up this morning. You are supposedly capable. You are above all, in need of nothing so the church people say. Nonetheless, a CHILD has become garbage. And, without sanctioning an understanding of your omnipresent decisions, we all are headed to 


The Dumpster…

All the prayers for Jorelys, and God did not answer again…same with Troy Davis. Twice this year God has been Unable. Silent. This time God has been without grace for the Joy of the World, kids. But, God woke me up this AM??? If kids must die in the most violent ways…my next prayer will be to stay asleep. I can’t continue to face this world if something does not change. 

 The Pseudo Preacher