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Cruel God

Is God vengeful, vindictive, a sore loser? Getting his own back on us?   What did we do wrong?   What did I do wrong?   Is being born a mortal sin?   Our mortality rate is very high, a hundred per cent. We’re here for a good time, not a long time said a man in a pub.   And I quote.

Edna O’Brien, who is a good Irish writer, not of Mills and Boon type though we have some of those, said her mother said we are not meant to be happy. Another man in a pub said there’s no such thing as happiness. He said his wife went off with a million pounds. I recommended my sister marry him, she said she doesn’t want to marry a man who drinks whisky at ten in the morning.   He has a nice house but my sister has one already.

Why marry? Find a woman you don’t like and give her your house. I’m full of quotations, some Irish comedian said that first. Another man said he tried being a comedian but no one laughed.   That’s a joke for a start.

Now where was I, God. Don’t get me started. I asked my nephew, who does not believe in God, if there is a God could he have made people with a burning desire to be an artist, with the soul of an artist but not the talent?   Yes, my nephew replied. He is an artist, my nephew, not God. Ok maybe God is an artist. A piss artist. Will I go to Hell for saying that? Is God Van Gogh, passionate, I would say so. Is he misguided? Who has he to look up to?

As a young person I had interaction with a paedophile but he didn’t do anything. He said I was too innocent. He did with other boys. Duane Eddy, guitarist, had a piece of music called last moment of innocence, which I didn’t like. I mean the name. I thought it was too close to the bone, being then a teenager, innocence left behind. And lamented.

God, do we have to do it all for you? Do I? Okay, joke. A man asked another why do you always answer a question with another question and the other man said do I?   He was a Kerryman. Has God a dirty mind? What can he have been thinking of when he dreamed up sexual reproduction? Porn movies?

My title here, Cruel God, may be ironic, sardonic, sarcastic, whatever, or just a grab your eyes headline, speaking as a former journalist. Are you buying? A newspaper should make you fall out of your chair in amazement said William Randolph Hearst, newpaper magnate. See tabloids, red tops, comics. Or any other paper, posh or otherwise. We read newpapers which support our prejudices. Judge not lest ye shall be judged.

Is God a psycho? If so, what hope is there for us? Some boys like pulling the wings off flies. Are those boys made in God’s image, as we are told at school we all are? A fight broke out in a jail during anger management class, I think that’s funny but that’s just my sense of humour.   Would psychiatric help help? Help God, I mean. After all, he is a serial killer. He kills us all. Can he reform or be reformed? You have to want to give up your addiction. Are you persuasive?

I’m dying to meet God, so are many others. In fact all, believers and non believers alike.   Does God believe in God? Do you believe in yourself? Do you believe yourself? Can you believe your eyes? Are you hallucinating? Is God a drug addict? Or has he left us to our devices, devilish though they may be?

Imagine for a moment that I am God. What do I say? I’ve done my bit, now its up to you.

Call me mad, call me non-existent, but call me. Wars are waged in my name. Who’s wrong, who’s right? You figure it out. I’ve got better things to do. Sudoku. Karaoke singing. Whatever turns you on.

Life is a joke but you don’t get it.

Sorry God, I’m only joking.

Tich Ennis

8th December, 2018

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While texting a message he fell down the stairs.

The man without cares.

He didn’t care what he was doing.

If I said that about you would you be suing?

If you tell the truth about people they hate you.

If you told your wife would she mate you?

Be careful who and when you text.

You could be next.

Tich Ennis

26th December, 2017

Skull Two

I like saying things that mean two things at once.

Some hate it and treat me as a dunce.

Two for the price of one as I once said.

You may get the joke before you’re dead.

Why has a skull a grin on its face?

Maybe a joke is not out of place.

Must I explain clearly as to a fool or child?

Some don’t want to know at school, they drive their teacher wild.

The skull smiled.

Tich Ennis

26th December, 2017

Remain

God in the damp, God in the stain, God in the pleasure, God in the pain.

They do their best to kill God, kill the truth. God remain.

Stay sane.

Tich Ennis

26th December, 2017

Objectivity 101

Objective about others but not yourself, does that hit home?

Are you the pope of Rome?

Seeing things from others point of view is all very well on the road to Hell.

Or only from your own, leave me alone.

You may infer, I may imply, and on and on until we die.

So objectivity is not possible someone said I don’t know who. You?

Absolute subjectivity may be a contradiction in terms.

Your body may be eaten by worms.

Are absolutes absolutely wrong?

You be the judge, I end my song.

I’m not quite sure about one line here, so what?

That’s your lot.

Tich Ennis

22nd December, 2017

Ballbreaker

God keeps kicking me in the balls or is it the other fellow?

Have I a streak down my back of vivid yellow?

I never really expect anything much, I sure don’t get it.

I lay in bed as a child and wet it.

Now in later life I have no wife.

If I had how would she put up with me?

Patron saint of lost causes, rescue me.

Some few like what I do.

Do you?

A lonely soul struggling to be true.

I apologise for using a coarse word.

Its not the worst I ever heard.

That word is synonymous with bravery.

I’ll have a cup of tea.

Should I end here or say so many promises are broken?

I speak a truth unspoken.

Where is Hoboken?

I do my best all the time.

Am I guilty of a crime?

Kafka instructed that all his work be burned.

I am the worm who turned.

No, I don’t want my stuff to go up in smoke.

I don’t want my life to be a dirty joke.

Self-pity is despicable, I know that too.

I’ll get over it, will you?

Believe me I pity all of you.

I have more or less run out of tears in my advanced years.

Against all odds I have one more thing to say, to turn night into day.

This dope has hope.

Tich Ennis

10th December, 2017

Latest Fashion

God is out of fashion because God is truth.

Fashion is a fickle jade, it corrupts our youth.

Who wants the latest thing, who rejects the old?

Who says only new is good, who says a child is bold?

Who says it makes no difference, who says it doesn’t matter?

Who says its no one’s fault the obese are getting fatter?

The same ones who hate free speech, they hate freedom too.

Its never anybody’s fault, the blame is all on you.

Logic, reason, truth itself, are they dead and gone?

They are in the mouth of some and yet the truth lives on.

Tich Ennis

9th December, 2017