VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Heath Brougher

Your God

Your God is a slave to human imagination and flights of ridiculous fancy.

Your God is more dead than Nietzsche.

Your religion is an insane social disease, 

childish and created to help cowards 

cope with vaguely cultivated conundrums concerning Truth. 

Your God is an anvil tied to Humanity’s tyranny of evil traditions and mania. 

Your fairytales are a form of slavery. Most states of mental slavery

are also forms of insanity.

So, this is where your God, your Savior, has

brought you at last: right into the arms of a worldview 

rife with insane deception and servitude. .

Your God has forsaken you 

as your God is a violent lie 

talked of through the millennia of humanity’s seeming need for delusion.

Built to Forget to Remember 

It’s been two months and I still 

occasionally forget my mom is dead.

When I go to her house 

and I don’t see her there

there I begin to fall apart.

Just like the soothsayers of Iron Chic had predicted. 

One song— 

almost perfectly worded for how I was feeling

when I first found out how badly the sudden and true pain

of death can reduce a soul to the size of subatomic particles.

The Truth

Nietzsche did

not go

Mad. He

went Sane

Ugly on the Inside

Hey Momma!

I’m gonna blow my fuckin brains out!

I’m gonna fade to white.

I’m gonna die like a dog.

Like a lovely, lovely dog.

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