learn to be

 

 

To judge, file people

based on inborn traits

makes no sense to me.

I don’t identify with my physicality.

I see my body as utilitarian conveyance

-- happy with it when it does as I desire;

unhappy when it won’t.

Who I am is multitudes

permeating time and space as mind,

imagination, interface with

contextual information, emotional

empathy, feeling beings not me

based on commonalities that transcend

physicalities.

 

 

 

We don’t choose to be reviled.

They choose to hate.

 

 

 

If all sexual behavior is sin, then

God doesn’t want us reproducing,

all children are damned by their

creation.  Why so much of life

is suffering.

 

 

 

Chaos, confusion, drama, and the

serious self-talking to

my process of unfolding what I need

to know, what I need to tell you,

despite your interest or response.

How I learn to be me.

 

 

 

Evil isn’t about sex.

Evil is about cruelty and the self-entitlement

of believing one deserves to rule the world.

 

 

 

All the almost infinite ways we can be

outsiders.  How are those designated

inside in any way superior?

Inside whose walls?

 

 

 

So easy, entertaining, to complain.

Far too lazy to take on the menial work

day by day,

responsibilities of real leadership.

We don’t really want to be free,

to be decent, to be realistic, to be what

we claim to want to be.

So easy to play our habitual games,

ride neurochemical highs, believe

flattering lies.  Letting our lives,

your lives, all life unravel, run out of

disguises, numbed from marination

in pain.

 

 

 

hey, capitalists, want to prove the worth

of your theory?  get your acts together and

end these commodity shortages -- do it

competitively thus prices will be what

we want to pay

 

 

 

ha ha, money is a social construct with

no actual existence -- no there there to carry us

 

the real value is in people, what we can

do, what we can imagine and learn to do,

how we can make each other and ourselves feel

 

 

 

6/13-16/22