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We are all cockroaches and rats including the queen of England and presidents of the USA!

We are all cockroaches and rats including the queen of England and president of the USA!

Go on be arrogant! Go on being self boaster! Go claiming yourself as president and king, sultan and tsar! Go on being pretending to be homos sapiens sapiens! Go on killing one another for your glory, for your power, for your control, for your wealth! Go on being a real bastard to yourself and to others! Go on building your empires of power, of wealth of dominance!

Above all make yourself lord and look down at others as shit. Play the role of a god and you shall know the truth sooner or later.

But, at the heart of is you're nothing but shit, utter shit. Cockroaches and rats are better then yourself, for they know their place in this universe and you don't! Like a stinking shit you claim you are big shot. One change in the vowel and you realize who you really are.

Dominate and shed blood for your glory! Be a Hitler, Mussolini, a Caligula and a Nero, a Julius Caesar and Alexander the great!

Be a lord, a saint, a chief, a president and king, a sultan and an emir. But you're nothing but shit that stinks.

You are going to die and when death takes you away you rot in your grave and worms eat your heart out. For you have forgotten who you really are, a miserable creature among two millions of other animals like yourself.

You deny the power that has created you! You deny the creator that has gave you life and you were nothing, stinking ashes and dust. Your worth is nothing but you boast like a cock. You think you know and you know nothing. Not even who the hell are you!

Where did you come from, before the arsehole of your mother? Near the exit of her shit and urine. This you forgot for now you are a human being. You forgot for who cares about the other world. You don't care for there is no proof, since you are an eminent stupid scientist and refuse to believe except in what you see, blind like Stephen Hawking, the crippled in body, mind and soul.

You are a stupid artist but think you are a Picasso, Van Gogh and a Michelangelo. Picasso works of art, disfigured as it is, sells now at Christie's for hundreds of millions of US Dollars, for their value. Picasso denied God and rejected His existence, for he was wise and intelligent, a genius donkey on two feet.

His work of art, scribbles of lines showing cock eyed women in memory of his many wives, is worth nothing, not even a dime, in the other world. He is dead now, like Nietzsche, in absolute denial of the creative Power that has made them artists and philosophers.

The so called artists are appreciated for their work is more sublime, more heavenly than the work of God, the creator of artists and their imagination. But no one looks at the original works of God exemplifies in the majestic wonders found in nature. No one appreciates the works of an All Mighty creator, the greatest of all artists and their creator. No one appreciates what we see and hear of miraculous wonders of breath taking sceneries all over our planet earth and all over the universe!

No one admires what the hand of the All Mighty creator of all beauty and provider of all aesthetics. What is the worth of a color or oil painting on a rotting canvas, distortion of reality misrepresentation of the majesty and beauty of what Go has created.

No one painting, sold at  for millions of Dollars, can be compared to what God has painted.

Four dimensions for the works of art that God has made, compared with the imbecile cheap scribbling of Picasso and Van Gogh. But man , being an arrogant ungrateful bastard to his creator, the greatest Artist of all, blinds himself to the divine works of art and gazes like an idiot into a few centimeters long distorted colors and lines. How blind man can be! How self boasting and arrogant to reality can humans be?

They forget the originals and busy themselves with worthless scribbles of mad men! They wave aside the original majesty of unexcelled beauty to look at shit! They do not appreciate the creator of art, artists and majestic wonders of works of real art but turn towards ignorant miniature imitators representing crookedly the works of the creator and appreciate their scribbles!

No one artist, no one scientist, no one philospher, no king or queen, no one president, can even stop his ageing for an hour, or postpone his, or her, death for one day, or create one atom of any material or substance, not even a fly's wing, even thought if all humanity come together to do so!

Who is more worthy of honor and appreciation, recognition and worship? The creator of all or the miserable creation in all its helpless creatures?

How utterly, utterly blind to the real truth and to truthful reality can man be!

How far away has man strayed from being modest and humble, acknowledging his own creator and his helpless being and helpless death!

About the Author

What is the queen song "another on bites the dust" about?

It's about love gone bad.

Interesting...In the US it first appeared on the R&B stations on the radio and it was thought to be performed by a "black" band.

Queen - Another One Bites The Dust

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