Saturday, March 26, 2016



as unknowable

as the One Itself

is all that holds us together


love not die out

not the One abandon us

let us be strong and obedient

to the Unknown

as it girds us all

in the love

we will not fully comprehend

as long as we stay fallen

love is the One

and is all that holds us together

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
there's so much I wish to tell you

but of course in this instant

words fail and my mind is blank

but in your desperate moments

you will say the same

no confession clean enough

to beg for grace or set anything right

there's so much I wish to tell you

but the silence says it all

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
I'm not in a rush to get to any ultimate judgment

there's no need

it's enough my reckoning pulls me to a judgment

like a black hole drawing me in

any dimensions after that

is the guesswork of limited minds

all I know is I'm a stretching stream

flowing into the unknown

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
in the relativity of our private universes

we find truth is not so absolute

but a basic universal Reality is the measure

that no world could refute

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.


this time in the world

suffers no repentance

earth-bound souls

will try to drag you down

into their hells

but to disaffiliate yourself

from this will be your only path

out of the boneyard of earth

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.


you want so much to see me pay

for my sins while you think you're blameless

in all of this downfall

but I needn't wish curses on you

or damn some kind of revenge

none of that is our business

and we all get what's coming to us

maybe you should want so much to correct yourself

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.


"a promise made is a debt unpaid"

so said Robert W. Service

considering the karmic debt crushing me

it makes me kinda nervous

one way or another

that debt will be wiped clean

but every vow I failed to fulfill

will remind me of what it means

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.

Friday, March 25, 2016

failure teaches us

humility or rage

often we're torn

by both

but no magic sign

will teach anyone

which lesson is best

or whether we've learned anything at all

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
you are like a god

you demand love and adoration

and utter subservience

demand mercy and forgiveness

that you would never show

to anyone else

and you will pay greatly

to the god who watches you

trying to usurp his place

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
I would have grace and forgiveness and peace

but God and my fellow creatures

are having none of it

when God Itself seems more deadly

than any idea of 'Satan' we could hold

then to whom do we bring what good

we possess? we have only ourselves (like souls)

let it begin and end there if need be

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
seize your moment

and don't let go

see those who refused

and now have nothing to show

seize your moment and bash

low-grade brains

and keep at it until not one

shred of their evil remains

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
I'm not afraid to die

but discovering the nature

of God's Reality

I admit it does take all the joy

out of living

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
in answer to a previous posting:

this is why I keep writing

as long as the evil scumbags

who'd rule this world onto death

insist on dragging us down

with them into their hells

there will be those who'll stand up to them

and we won't stop until they've been eliminated

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.


I have it on good authority


being the Arch Conservative

is voting for Trump

I'd rather Feel the Bern

maybe not be practical

but then it's about time we violated

and overturned murderous Reality

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
the Divine Plan

is a monstrosity

that crushes the very

moral choice of each soul

even as it demands it

now do you see why people

go mad and this god has no forgiveness

or goodness for even a tiny drop of mercy?

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.

I crushed a bug today

I felt bad

I wanted to kill a self-absorbed asshole

walking (stumbling) along

with his blank face glued

to his iPhone as if he'd go insane

if he did have contact with his own kind

I feel angry and was sorry I had not

means or opportunity to kill this worthless

ambulatory pile of god-shit

the bug was wholly innocent

the asshole and his generation is not

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
every time I do a good deed

I wind up regretting it to the depths of my soul

you leeches you "meek who'll inherit the earth"

you stinking con artists can go

milk the consciences of the faux holy

you bastards deserve each other

like flies and turds

and not even getting the best of that

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.


what's up people?

you need a daily fix

to keep you hypnotized?

you need fresh delivery

of stuff you'll never begin

to comprehend?

I don't give a fuck

what the Grand Design demands

let other whimpering assholes

beg for their imaginary lives

you are the problem

and damn what divine command

insists I love you like brothers and sisters

you self-abusing traitors

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.

Wednesday, March 23, 2016


goodness is best served

when people unconsciously

do right no matter whatever else

they think they're about....

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.


why do I bother to write or talk?

why do I waste my words at all

when my time is running out

and I'm so happy to have it do so?

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
yes the world is more of a hell than ever

but what can you do but suffer it

or give up your moral direction

to pick a side and hope you don't forget

what ideal drove you to war in the first place?

oh unknown hidden One who knows all we can't

is there mercy in the judgment?

will all be well and all matter of thing be well?

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
you can only know better

once you've done wrong

with a contrast of 'good' or 'bad'

or 'before' or 'behind'

there'd be no definition

in the world and that seems necessary

to find where you are

in the Infinite

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.


what you steal from me

will evaporate into nothingness

but what I give you

will last forever (and I mean forever)

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.

take your measure and be patient

you may be forgiven but it is no free gift

you'll have to earn it like you do

for everything else you do in life

give up your childish mythologies

or you'll wind up needing to be

forgiven for that also

take your best shot and leave it be

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
in the morning you'll wake up

and you'll feel something different

your world will still look the same

but the feeling will not be same

this is how new ages sneak in

under our self-conscious ideas

and all you meet will not understand you

nor you them but each will swear their truth is firm

and you and they will learn the hard way how wrong that notion

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.


I'm free and I'm not

I love but I don't

grace like love

is impossible to attain

while this 'god'

is so business with its lack

of mercy and forgiveness

while his lackeys praise

this monster as love and goodness

oh yes it's on us and we cripple ourselves

endlessly trying to appease

these false idols that we all erect

in the name of our bitter ignorance and self-hatred

and all of us are free and all of us are not

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.


let's stop talking about God

(I swear I'm doing my best)

our salvation is in our own hands

we make the best choice in our moment

of action and do what we must

then it's out of our hands

let the God prove how impartial it is

in forgiving (though we'll never know it

until the end of Creation when we realize

we still have consciousness

and we made it back to eternity in this 'godly' force

but in the meanwhile it is best not to talk of "God"

it only brings out the worse in us

and blocks our sad egos from liberation from our worldly illusions

Content (c) 2008-2016Philip Milito.

Tuesday, March 22, 2016

we are all naked in the glaring light

some hide their privates in shame

while others strut as if they were gods

but all are just so much meat in the eyes of the One

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
we saw it coming

this collapse of the world

currently taking down

all good souls who trusted

and must now trust

their aspiration was pure

and not a self-serving scheme

to evade the end we are part of....

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
I race the moon to be where I've already been

the memories that are my being

making me wistful in that time of review

when all was fresh and supported an illusion of newness

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
love means nothing where there is no love

it doesn't save

it doesn't triumph

it just seeps out of our wounds

as the cold comfort

all sacred texts exalt and soothes only ourselves

in the moment of wounding

like begets like and that is hard to surmount

unless you try to become the Law

by breaking it and there is the most dangerous part

of your ongoing journey

there everything fallen will pile up at your feet

and you'd need that superhuman strength to ascend

to be love itself where there is none

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
no one recognizes himself

in the mirror of his deceit

so when he's called out

he misses his chance and that is

the measure of his defeat

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.

Monday, March 21, 2016

sometimes I know better

sometimes I forget and fuck up

and have to start all over again

why is it so hard to remember

the right thing to do in the yammering

clamor of desire gone wrong

and right intent that goes even more wrong

in amends that do not survive divine punishment?

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
I rest after a busy day of frustration

and trying to get the world to cooperate

you'd think after all these years I'd know better

all those who claim to love me so much

also take turns trying to twist my nuts off

with some grubby little hands

love is hard love is bitter in case you haven't found out

ah but you have and that's why you stumble in pain

just like I do....

Content (c) 2008-2106 Philip Milito.
I believe nothing

and I believe everything

I hurt so much

becuase I was open to so much

I can't complain for my pain

but that's alright

everybody knows everything

but nobody knows anything

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.


no I'm not particularly happy

but nor am I sunk in gloom beyond saving

I accept the whole catalog of grief that is

a person's interior users manual

and I can't kick because I didn't write it

you know "not my will be Thine"

if the Almighty wants it this way

who am I to go on trying to please?

I tweak this and I slam that

and the damn contraption sputters back to service

Content (c) 2008-2106 Philip Milito.

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
oh I'm not stopping here

where past and future grind on the eternal instant of now

I don't know when I'll be called beyond

maybe tomorrow maybe twenty years from now

but I'm not stopping here

I can't

I can only do what I have to do until the bitter end

and even afterward maybe not so bitter but the same journey

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.


god how I miss drugs

and strippers

and long philosophical talks

about God and Nietzsche

that took us passed the dawn

into an early morning coffee shop

for egg and potato breakfasts

and continuous chatter about the grinding

iron and diamond cogs in the heavenly

machinery of the deep cosmic skies

while early workmen came in

still shaking sleep from their eyes

all of us cogs in that divine dynamo

while a deeper silence cradled us all

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.


we stand together before a dark threatening sky

like the famous Magritte painting

wholly in fear and wholly in expectancy

frozen in the eternal moment of revelation

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
I trusted that our amends would make a difference

and maybe it does in some long-term scheme

of grace coming to your service in some future incarnation here

but for the immediacy of life here in the world

it as though every good deed matters not

in some booby trap doing you in

yes I trusted but then what can you really expect

from someone who can spit and miss the ground?

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.


you think you know better

than anyone else

what's fair and what's fowl

well don't go preening too grossly

you will find yourself

down on the killing floor

evaluated like the other cattle

who thought they aspired to a paradise

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.


we're a long way from

some Ultimate Judgment

but it can still arrive

in a flash

meantime God will give you

plenty of rope

and plenty of opportunities

to fail

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
so we stumble through life

two by two

with no idea through all the strife

what it is we should do

hold to the deadly course and maybe

we're forgiven and maybe we're not

at the Great Culmination then we'll see

what it is we've lost and what we've still got

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.


little left to demonstrate

in the way of repentance

plead with the universe

and find there's no forgiveness

you pay your price to divine vengeance

and in your unmerciful suffering

find your sin erased and if you don't believe me

look at Jesus on the Cross

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.

Sunday, March 20, 2016


you knit your chain of consequence

one terrible link at a time

and you wear it like a coat of arms

while you live in the earth

but it will bog down your soul

when death releases you

then will it be the drag that holds you back

a king of the world reduced to a humbled penitent

but you never learned sufficiently

that the least are the greatest

that humility is the only thing

that will keep you to your track onward

to other forms of repentance

and other opportunities to free yourself

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.

Thursday, March 17, 2016


oh my love

the things we do to defeat love

but our tiny fatal ignorance

is all that keeps us from some paradise

I will love you surely

no matter how things end up

maybe it's better to say we will endure

when we let love defeat us

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
I will work as hard as I can to defeat myself

(granted that's not such a hard feat)

but the divisive self is the plague we all suffer

and all of us lie down and cry

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.


something to mourn after all

you live your life and give it your best

and after all the damage done

you still cry for a miracle that won't save you

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.


we were given streets lined with gold

and we tarnished the damn things

we were given pure flowing streams

and we pissed in them regularly

we were given the chance to redeem ourselves

and we failed every test

we were given Life in Its eternal abundance

and we choose death every time

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.

Wednesday, March 16, 2016


choked from behind

by the ties that bind

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.


I hold your heart in my hands

and burn them with your rage

I never know what I've done wrong

there's a part of me that never understands

that the disdain of love grows strong

as we come to close to engage

the fire that invites your abandoning mystery

while I know you live to do this to me

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.


yeah I know

I can sympathize

it played so well

in your head

then you opened your mouth

and let it out

and you and your audience

wondered WTF?

thus are the silent perceived

to be wise

and so they are for knowing

a little mystique goes far

in not disappointing others

by showing what they really are

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
where I live

a circus is going on

every minute

of every day

I live in the earth

and clowns and trapeze artists

tumble and fly

over yawning faces

everyone who lives

lives here

and we acknowledge

each other (mostly)

and those who die of the world

often miss the laughs

when they move on

carrying a piece of side show merriment

into the unknown beyond the tent

I live here but I admit

there is much I'll miss

when when this particular

show of my life is over

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.

Tuesday, March 15, 2016


here I go

here goes all of you too

the eternity for which we hunger

is always what it is

our salvation is on us

the better we treat each other

without kowtowing to some evil idea of God in our minds

the sooner we will be free to live in Reality as It actually is

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.


my meds are kicking in

whatever lack of mercy God may possess

He at least allows you to be at drugged peace

think not of 'god' as such

God is life itself and it is on you to do the right thing

and if you're forgiven you'll only know it by still

having consciousness and being there such as that may be

do the right thing...and keep those meds is indeed hell....

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.


my anger is exhausted

at last I am empty of all my error

including worshiping a false idol

of God as being merciful and good and full of love

empty means whatever sins I must pay for

at least I woke up to Reality

I just never knew how insufferably painful

it would wind up being....

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
slowly I am fading from this world

at last Lord I have reason to praise you

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
waiting for God is like waiting for an unfaithful lover

treachery and betrayal

and all the crap of it hoisted on you....

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
I'm empty and ready to die and leave this horrible sojourn

so why does God keep me here?

what worse does this wicked deity want from me or all of us?

never ready to lift a finger to help us

but ever ready to damn and destroy us?

God damn the whole issue

ignore God and do what you know is right

and if God is so level when it comes to  damning or forgiving

you'll find out only by knowing you're still alive in eternity....

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.


what could be worse than a phase change of history?

what's good is bad and what's bad is good

and humanity once again blows it big time

there will be no 'Kingdom of God' established

in the world...all we do is pass through this phase...this sojourn...

and the heartless unforgiving 'god' will yet call the shots...

let a new generation make it's mess...they too will pay

and damn our Oneness where only one asshole is enough

to drag the rest of us down....

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.


thank you...thank you...I've calmed down...

but it changes nothing...

America is dead and gone

and 'god' alone knows what bullshit will replace it...

you unmitigated unforgivable fools...

you take the weak down into your hells...

then let all of you suffer it...

thank you...thank you...I've calmed down...but so what?

'god' has the last word...and we might all of us be dead....

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.


well you all got what you wanted

America has become a fascist outpost

and you low-grade morons will suffer accordingly

and blame everyone else but yourself for the misery

you'll reap

let God...that alleged force of love and wholeness and good...

let God turn away from the He always does...

life in the world is a punishment of this so-called 'god' intractable assholes...suffer

but know that you will be opposed...we will go out

of our ways to kill you all...and let your evil 'god' turn 'his' back

even on you all...

the gall...I have to forgive the asshole who puts his blade to my throat

on behalf on your psychotic notions of self...damn you all and your blood-soaked hands....

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.

Wednesday, March 9, 2016

I'm ready for nothing

perhaps that's for the best

it keeps the hands empty

for what will fill the heart

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.

sounding depths like a bat in the night

only to come out the other side

hearing silent spheres like a dove in sunlight

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.


Do not rejoice too soon; what’s good at first will wilt with time, while what you would think of as bad could be the life-saving peace worthy of your silent praise.

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.

Tuesday, March 8, 2016


the thought of us all being One in God

sickens me

how much strength do I need

to look at a fool struggling and have

compassion for him

because I've struggled likewise

rather than hate him for dragging down

all the rest of us in our cumbersome Oneness?

then multiply that fool by a hundred million

and not realize what a sordid sad world in which we find

ourselves as if the fool will keep dragging us down

and all our alleged God will do is turn His back

and weep for us? is being sickened by creation as is

an automatic fail or another way to amend and atone?

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.


do you expect a warm welcome

after all the shit you've pulled?

you don't go demanding obeisance

as if you were some queen

you don't oppress somebody

because they refused to worship you

you can open your arms wide but all

you'll embrace is an image of yourself

that fades as soon as it is touched....

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.

Sunday, March 6, 2016


oh it won't really matter

after a few thousand years

who was right or wrong

about this or that

in fact it doesn't matter now

the work of redemption is continuous

and is on all of us whether we return to

God is up to each of us

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.


new hordes

of old proclivities

having their day

like all before them

trying to reach up

into the sky

to choke the sun

willing to destroy

the world in the name

of their madness

a strange comfort in the continuity

as it is hard for you to witness your life

and the world you came up in

die away together

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.

Saturday, March 5, 2016


heartbeats fading in the western world

the american empire is finally falling

brought down by its own insufferably

vain and stupid citizenry

it was bound to happen eventually

there never was any golden age of principled

compromise for the good of all

every swing of the pendulum

delivered an agenda good enough

to raise the ire of its opponents

until compromises were nothing more

than weak treaties to allow foes to regroup

democracy never quite took hold here

and now america takes its place in the waste of history

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.

Tuesday, March 1, 2016


make a bed of your lands

dress yourself in memory

the joy and the sorrow

to assuage  your vanity

then lie down to your anxiety

how the crossing over will be

before the light goes

you will draw still with a folding of hands

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.

the ache of living

will never disappear


an ongoing concern

for what will I amend

and atone and wreck it

and start all over again

the ache of living major and crushing

but also no more that the bite of a ill-fit shoe

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
wee-wee-wee you fey little bastards

oh how life will beat the entitlement out of you

oh how thoroughly you will be crushed by

your own weakness and no one you know

will lift a finger to help you

you've become such a drag with your seriousness

they'll turn their back on you and if you survive you'll have

the joy of seeing them end up broken in their immaturity

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
to the dopes who think

life is a good thing

you will die of your own volition

and you'll deserve every ache of it

you take life for granted

and proudly wreck what and who you will

but life will have the last word

and your own silence will seal you into your own hell

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.