Monday 23 June 2014

JOTTINGS


IN MY IDEAL COUNTRY

In my ideal country
                    nobody
Gets to vote for war
                unless
They have some skin
In the action:
      son, daughter,
     mother, father.
              And then
War would be over
Soon
I would guess.

--

A FINE STORY

I can only assume
That many of you people
Of this generation
Had a very poor education
On the founding
Of the American nation

Full of sound and fury, signifying
                                            nothing
              but the power
Of propaganda over you
By statists, having
Captured the high ground
                   longing
To have lasting power over you.

'Tis a pity.
                   It is
A fine story.

--

ON BREAKING THE LAW

I understand that
Some of you are bothered
By the fact that
You have made friends
With Illegal aliens.

              Don't worry.
I'll take that weight
Off your shoulders
                and put it
On mine.

--

      ON EVOLUTION
AND AN INFESTATION
          OF ANTS

Can your pet dog
(for good example)
               have been
A person
With such intelligence??

I don't think that's how
It works.  I think
We keep moving up the ladder
Of evolution
              (kind of like
The Second Law
Of Thermodynamics)
                       from minerals
To plants, to fish -
Ever growing, ever
Knowing 
More -
               until
We come to mammals
And self awareness

           and then
        beyond us
        incarnates
   in the Illusion
    of separation
From the All
That just Is.

    And This
Could just be
    but a drop
In a glass of water
           (not even
a fine liqueur)
                     for all
We puny mortals know.
    
              Like ants
But sniffing the surface
Of our reality,
                   trying
To find our way to
The next place of action
Dutifully.

--

...Wars.  And rumors
Of wars…

--

    COME TO THAT

We will no longer need
Our weapons of self-defense
                          when we
No longer need to fear
Our government.
Or each other
For that matter.
For there will, then,
No longer be
An 'other'.  For we
Will re-cognize then that
We Are All One.

Which We Are
Now
Come to that.
   
--

    A MESSAGE

You don't have to do
The heavy lifting;
That's what we're here for.

You don't  have to do
            a thing
But be.

That is to say:

All you have to do
Is be ready
To take over

   in the war

For the minds of men

While they are still


Of that persuasion.

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