fake things

Fake Things

Fake Things

 

There are so many fake things in the world these days.  Here are some of my poetic observations regarding the proliferation of fake things in the modern world.  There are a few true things in the world still.  But the fake things, the fraudulent things are spreading all over the world like a malignant out of control invasive species, a mental meme of fakery covering the whole world sucking the life out of the world.

Enjoy these poetic rants.

Jake Aller

Fake Gods

Every day

There is another outrageous statement

From this preacher or that preacher

 

Saying that God spoke to them

And told them that Trump

 

Was anointed by God himself

And would bring us all to the promised land

 

Well I hate to bring it up

But felt that I must

 

If God exists

And is all powerful

 

Why would he waste his time

Talking to these idiot preachers?

 

And why would he anoint Trump

The most ungodly of all politicians

How do these preachers know

It is God calling

 

Or perhaps it is a fake God

I mean why not?

 

In this age of fake age, fake asses, fake angels, fake artists, fake booze, fake boobs, fake calls, fake card games, fake casinos, fake clothes, fake computer programs, fake computer games, fake coffee, fake devils, fake doctors, fake drugs, fake eyes, fake faces, fake falls during the world cup, fake fish, fake food, fake friends, fake Gods, fake games, fake hair, fake judges, fake lawyers, fake live celebrities on TV, fake legs, fake lotto tickets, fake hearts, fake languages, fake love, fake meat, fake minds, fake ministers, fake names, fake passes, fake players, fake people, fake pot, fake politicians, fake porn, fake photos, fake poets, fake priests, fake products, fake sex, fake songs, fake sports stars, fake movies, fake TV, fake teeth, fake vaginas, fake watches, fake writers, fake victims, fake videos, fake universities and fake well everything else

 

Why not a fake God

Pretending to be God

Just in it for the power,

the money

 

And the sweat love of the beautiful babes

That he has convinced

Has to sleep with him

As God has ordained it

 

Yeah I think that it is

God has been replaced

By a Fake God

 

Does the fake God speak to them?

And what does the fake God sound like?

 

How did the fake God talk to them?

On the phone? By email? By tweet

Or by visions or voices in their head?

 

Or are they just raving lunatics

Who think that the real nonexistent God

is calling them?

Not knowing or caring it is the fake God

On the cosmic hotline from the fake heaven

 

God, either the real deal

Or the Fake God

does not in my opinion

Talk to idiots

 

Too many things to do

Running this fake God scam

While the real God is either on vacation

Or is locked up in a cosmic dungeon somewhere

Or has been killed by the fake God

In league with the real Satan

 

Nor should God either the real God

or the Fake God

tolerate these fools any more

 

The Fake God does not send us hurricanes or tornados

To punish us

 

That is beneath his cosmic pay grade

And the real God

Has been cut off from his power sources

Locked away into cosmic dungeon

Without a phone, internet, or power outlet

 

The real God is God

and is mysterious

And if he speaks to us at all

 

We surely do not understand

Anything he says

 

As we have surely screwed up

The teachings of his prophets

 

And all we can hear

Is the voice of the fake God

The cosmic shyster

Who has been impersonating God

Perhaps for thousands of year

 

So I wish to end this by saying

Oh you false prophets

 

STFU

 

The real God is not calling you

And never has

But the fake god

That’s another story

 

But, please

Just SFTU already

 

 

 

Fake People

I am living in a world of fake people

Everyone around me is fake

Everyone is running their own scams

Hiding their true nature

 

Behind their fake smiles

Their fake sincerity

 

Nothing is real any more

The news is fake

 

Nothing but noise

Designed to trap you

In endless out rage

And fear

 

For the profits

Made by the evil masters

The spin masters

The people behind the news

 

And everyone pretends

That this is all real

But everyone knows

It is all fake

 

Fake people living fake lives

In fake worlds

Surrounded by fake things

And believing fake Gods

 

As we all move forward

Living our fake life

In a fake world

 

Lost in a fake universe

Governed by a fake God

 

 

 

Fake Love

 

There is nothing real anymore

In this fake world of ours

Everything has been reduced

To nothing but commodities

To be bought and sold

 

And in such a toxic world

There is no room

For true love

 

For truth

For a real love

That transcends the fake world

 

And even if you find the one

You can never be sure

If it is real

Could just be yet another scam

 

In a world filled with fake people

Fake relationships

 

Fraud, and fear

Rule the world

And the market rules us all

 

And so true love

Has no role

In the fake modern world

 

 

 

Fake Life

 

We all live in a fake world

Imagining the illusions

Are the real world

It is all in our insane heads

 

Nothing but psychotic nonsense

That we project into the world

 

The world is filled with fake people

Living fake lives in fake villages

In faked communities

 

Following the latest faked scandal

The latest fake outrage

 

Not knowing or caring

That nothing is real

 

Except perhaps death

And taxes

 

And if you have the right attorney

Even that can be faked

 

 

Fake Death

The Gods of Science

Are about to discover

 

The secrets of life and death

And banish death

To the dust bin of history

 

As we all replace

Our bodies and our souls

With robotic new fake bodies

 

With the illusion

That we can live forever

Just replacing this and that body part

 

Living out our empty life

Wishing that we could end it all

And embrace death

 

But in world of fake life

Death too becomes fake

 

And so we are doomed

To live our futile fake life

 

Until at last we meet death

Perhaps in a thousand years

Perhaps in a million years

 

Perhaps tomorrow

Death in the end

 

Will prove to be

The one real thing

In this fake universe of ours

 

 

 

Fake Calls

Fake Calls

Every day I get woken up

As the sun comes up

By my phone ringing

With a fake call

 

It seems that the only people

Who ever bother to call me

Are the fake call people

 

Who all call me

With fake sincerity

 

Offering me a great deal

On this and that scam

 

I curse at them

Yell at them

Mutter obscenities in foreign tongues

And block their calls

 

Yet it does not seem to matter

The next call will be

Yet another fake call

 

Am I doomed to receive

Fake calls until I day I die

 

I turn on my computer

And read my fake news accounts

And watch TV for the latest fake news

 

And the politicians lying

And the criminals scheming

To take my money

 

The Zappa song comes to mind

 

You will obey me while I lead you
And eat the garbage that I feed you
Until the day that we don’t need you
Don’t go for help . . . no one will heed you
Your mind is totally controlled
It has been stuffed into my mold
And you will do as you are told
Until the rights to you are sold

That’s right, folks . . .
Don’t touch that dial

 

And I scream to the universe

Just leave me alone

Then the phone rings…..

 

 

Fake News

 

I

am

tired

 

T

I

R

E

D

 

Of the constant deluge

The constant flood

Of fake news in my inbox

 

It seems everything is fake these days

The Presidents lies

The media lies

 

The country lies to itself

Everything is not all right jack

And never will be right

 

As long as have the idiot in charge

With his constant tweets

Posturing and lies

 

And the spinmeisters

Spinning away

 

The truth is a lie

The lie is true

 

I can’t tell any more

It is all fake news to me

 

Enough no more

Give it to me straight

 

Quit the god damn lying

And tell us the truth

 

But then we can’t handle the truth

Can me?

 

And so the fake news continues

The constant spam

The constant lies

 

As we all die

From too much information

All the time

 

I want to quit

Go away somewhere

 

But nowhere is safe

As we all stuck here

 

In the world of fake news

 

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Author: Jake Cosmos Aller

I am a novelist, poet and retired U.S. diplomat having served 27 years in the Foreign Service. I have been writing poetry and short stories for decades, and have published my poetry and fiction in over 25 literary journals. My poetry can best be described as “neo-beatnik" as growing up in Berkeley I was been heavily influenced by the beatnik writers. I have completed four SF novels, - Giant Nazi Spiders, the Great Divorce, Jurassic Cruise, and Ft. Ashland. I hope to have all four readied for possible publication within the next six months. I have completed ten volumes of poetry and one volume of short stories. During my foreign service career, I served in ten countries (Korea, Thailand, India, the Eastern Caribbean (lived in Barbados but covering Antigua, Barbados, Dominica, Grenada, St Kitts, St Lucia, and St Vincent) and Spain I grew up in Berkeley, California and have lived in Berkeley, Stockton, Seattle, Washington DC, San Antonio, Texas and Medford, Oregon, and have traveled to 49 states, and 45 foreign countries. I speak Korean, Thai, and Spanish. I am married with no children. I live half the year in Korea and half the year in the United States. the views expressed here are my own personal views and do not reflect the views of any of my prior employers. my web page is https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

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