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.

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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.

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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.

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      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.

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...Wars.  And rumors

Of wars…

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    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.

   
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    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.