Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts

Friday, 25 December 2015

The Gospel of Existence

In the beginning was the absurdity and the futility filled the void and the nihilism was forever. Everything that was in the beginning was emptiness. That which came to be was meaningless and the meaninglessness was everywhere. Nothing came to be that was not without meaning. In this meaninglessness was life and this life was the futile absurdity of Men.The meaninglessness fills the void and the void is nihilistic without end.

There came billions of beings out of the void. They came as witnesses to the futility of life, to testify to the nihilism so that all might comprehend there was no meaning to be found. They came and were not always well received as Men tried to avoid their experience and pretend otherwise. But those who did receive this testimony got no benefit whatsoever from the knowledge. They learnt only of the absurd, futile nihilism of their existence and of their fate: to come from the void and return to it.


Our futility became flesh and dwelt in the void and we saw its emptiness, emptiness that could only be an empty eternity in the void. Many testified to its purposelessness and empty promise. Nietzsche testified about it saying "God is dead and we have killed him!" Of its emptiness and futility we have all received, time after time. For hope was given through the naive beliefs of Men but the futile absurdity of life was given through the nihilism of the existence we all share. No one has ever seen eternal meaning and the void reveals the futility of it all.

Tuesday, 22 December 2015

Christmas Poem

Christmas is bullshit.
Yes, its true.
Its all made up,
A load of poo.
There is no Santa.
Jesus is dead.
Put away your tinsel
And go to the Med.


Christmas is bullshit.
Its never some fun.
Sit next to Granddad 
and your farting Mum.
You eat too much dinner
and get shit you don't want.
Its like being invited
to bed with Donald Trump.


Christmas is bullshit.
They say its a laugh
Full of joy and peace
but I think its quite naff.
The tree is all plastic
and the mince pies are stodgy
and that X BOX you got
is off the back of a lorry and quite dodgy.


Christmas is bullshit.
I know you agree.
I could tell when you left table
to go for a wee.
The look on your face
really gave it away
that you think this is such
a god awful day.


Christmas is bullshit.
Its all so not a jape
and the presents have been wrapped
in industrial strength tape.
You pull this way and that 
and look like a twerp
and you can't get inside them
you flippin great berk!


Christmas is bullshit.
I won't tell you again.
Its like finding out you must climb
to the top of Big Ben.
So no peace on the Earth
and good will to all Men.
Get stuffed the lot of you!
I want to keep to mi' sen!*



* "Mi' sen" is Nottingham dialect for "myself".