Moloch Over Georgia

The Osirian age is supposedly at an end, yet the U.S. still practices human sacrifice to the Almighty State. Executing a man without absolute certainty of his guilt isn’t “justice”. Even if you’re looking for retribution for the murder of your own loved one (and I’m not going to make pronouncements here as to whether such desires are “wrong”), are you truly getting it? If you’re not even certain that it’s being exacted against the REAL perpetrator? The execution of Troy Anthony Davis was nothing more than a government-authorized human sacrifice, to appease…what exactly?

The State of Georgia and the Supreme Court of the U.S. have blood on their hands. May whatever the Hell it is that they actually pray to have mercy on their souls.

Moloch! Moloch! Nightmare of Moloch! Moloch the 
loveless! Mental Moloch! Moloch the heavy 
judger of men! 
Moloch the incomprehensible prison! Moloch the 
crossbone soulless jailhouse and Congress of 
sorrows! Moloch whose buildings are judgment! 
Moloch the vast stone of war! Moloch the stunned governments! 
Moloch whose mind is pure machinery! Moloch whose 
blood is running money! Moloch whose fingers 
are ten armies! Moloch whose breast is a cannibal dynamo! 
Moloch whose ear is a smoking tomb! 
Moloch whose eyes are a thousand blind windows! 
Moloch whose skyscrapers stand in the long 
streets like endless Jehovahs! Moloch whose factories 
dream and croak in the fog! Moloch whose 
smokestacks and antennae crown the cities!
Moloch whose love is endless oil and stone! Moloch 
whose soul is electricity and banks! Moloch 
whose poverty is the specter of genius! Moloch 
whose fate is a cloud of sexless hydrogen! 
Moloch whose name is the Mind! 
Moloch in whom I sit lonely! Moloch in whom I dream 
Angels! Crazy in Moloch! Cocksucker in 
Moloch! Lacklove and manless in Moloch! 
Moloch who entered my soul early! Moloch in whom 
I am a consciousness without a body! Moloch 
who frightened me out of my natural ecstasy! 
Moloch whom I abandon! Wake up in Moloch! 
Light streaming out of the sky! 
Moloch! Moloch! Robot apartments! invisible suburbs! 
skeleton treasuries! blind capitals! demonic 
industries! spectral nations! invincible mad 
houses! granite cocks! monstrous bombs! 
They broke their backs lifting Moloch to Heaven! Pave-
ments, trees, radios, tons! lifting the city to 
Heaven which exists and is everywhere about us! 
Visions! omens! hallucinations! miracles! ecstasies! 
gone down the American river! 
Dreams! adorations! illuminations! religions! the whole 
boatload of sensitive bullshit!
Breakthroughs! over the river! flips and crucifixions!
--excerpt from Howl by Allen Ginsberg

What dystopia the hard reality world? Where we are taught to fear expressions
 of emotions, truth and confrontation, but find it legally and socially
 acceptable to murder the innocent?
The other reality, the one that the doctors frown upon, it too can be a
 horrific place, but there's no consensus zeitgeist of time and place,
 masses who tell me "that's how it is." "this is our System, and we are
 the Greatest of Nations". No one who says this is how it's supposed to

Someday I'm told, I'm meant to cross some sort of Abyss. But I see a
 collective Abyss in our Nation's psyche, and it fills me with nothing
 but despair.

R.I.P. Troy Davis, may Light be extended upon you.


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