Found a use for some old code. Short one coming after VIII this time. Description of the parts will be posted at the top of the page.
Also... hopefully, ah, I've got re-ignite my love for life now. If St. Peter got to decide over the cruxifixion, he would have ended the whole world and himself. He would have been a terrible God. Good thing God's God, and that God doesn't just kill right away for wrongs. St. Peter though, the Pope's are always tempted, that is if we're going by what he did with his sword.
Missed a day on my schedule to watch a baseball game. Twins win. It rained for a full hour. Delayed the game. I slept through the last bit, because I spent the previous night sleepless writing drafts for letters. Well, here's part 7 of a Tale in Babel. It's longer than all the other wons, so here's a synopsis.
Tale of Babel (VII) - The narrator speaks of the State's 'Entertainment Economy,' where economic prosperity is determined by which actor can remove the most attention away from God. The people are always in want, which is the source of all their problems mainly because they want for the sake of wanting rather than for needs. After this, he speaks depreciatingly about himself.
Cont... Specifically, about the form of writing he's used to relay his thoughts. After this, he accuses the Christians of his day for hypocrisy and abomination. Hypocrisy for accusing those men who lay with men, and abomination for being men who wears women dress and women who wear's men dress. A specific parties are credited through allegory, and he reiterates his desire to witness men worthy to be king.
Cont... What follows from this are further accusations of hypocrisy, and a manner of pity towards abominations accused, those who fly under "God's colored bow" where those accused should not have to suffer from those deserving accusation. This pity extends into a tirade against masculine women and feminine men, with much complaint falling onto those Christian men who compromise the faith for their lusts.
Cont... There is a final accusation of hypocrisy... abominations crying about abominations, and a turn to God where the narrator introduces his name and makes mention of his wife, again, this time in more scathing terms.
In all, speaking as myself now, I think this piece is probably an expression of pity towards LGTQ+ people. Society today is just gays persecuting gays. If you marry a woman who acts like a man, you are gay, so it pains me to see Christians like that make fun of people like themselves behind closed doors. I sometimes wish the Pope would just call everyone out, but then we'd all be kicked out of mass.
In V, the narrator laments about the gifts of those born in wealth, about those born into wealth are more virtuous than himself, who was a man who was "self-made." To Him, Pride is more a friend of self-made men than to men who were already born with nothing to lack. The idea of this part can be summed as such: Can a man with sight be proud of seeing? No, because people can't be proud of what they don't work for.
In VI, the narrator cries about the disparity in perspective between those born favored by God and those born without God. He illustrates this disparity by describing the marriage of a beautiful, virtuous woman born and a working man self-made. Through this, he tries to prove two classes of people: those who need to pray, and those who do not. To him, there's nothing more certain than beautiful people marrying.
Cont. To him, it insults them that the beautiful pray. What's more, he's insulted that he's insulted. He laments because he's insulted. This section ends with light commentaries on popular rule, of how there's no rich or poor. Only good and evil, with 999 out of 1000 being evil... so why expect a majority to choose good leaders? One will choose good while 999 choose evil. There's no check to this but the rule of one.
Here's what's new. In the proccess of making my site easier to navigate, so my index is now white, with no animations or superfluous additions. Soul vs no soul runs through my mind, but truth be told, I prefer light rather than dark nowadays. Besides, my own site's been confusing me lately, so the changes are also for me.
In other news, a new long poem. A description of the content: The narrator begins with a short lament over his ugliness, sighing, "Once ugly, always ugly," before diving into a song about adapting and evolving to the world which is bad; because as they say, those who do well, adapt, because strong stance on anything is considered death. After his song, he starts a story from reality, a love story, he hopes.
With how long some of these poems are, perhaps I should start providing intros about the content. Let's see: A poem about how the majority of people err towards destruction in Hell rather than Life. Also, heavy critiques against Protestant Republicanism at the end, especially the clash between the idea of a "Christian nation" and what the law actually says.
As for how this relates to the previous part. Babel's called Babel for a reason... babble. I think I was babbling, but I'll do my best to form a story. These self-publications read like first drafts, but I appreciate the few viewers I have, in case this suggests that you all would be curious enough to open this kind of book.
Short one this time. Instagram might have ruined affirmational poetry for me, but I like these lines. Scrolling through that site makes me feel like an enemy of the whole church though if we're going by what I think: Protestants, Catholics, the whole world. Sometimes I feel that the reason why there's so many athiest today is because Christians now are practically athiest by the Latin, "Without God, godless."
I'll comment on the page. I keep clicking "Comment" and losing what I meant to say.