Transcended in a song, not mine.
I feel and yearn to be that essence.
Yet I am artist of my own experiences,
they of theirs.
Imagine all of our stories, arrayed,
arranged, intermingled
within this magnificent symphony
What we are, are stories,
often complex, layered, changing,
from first breath of humankind,
each an integral part of
our grand adventure
so, where are the public defenders
giving resistance
where are the lawsuits, the street theater,
the loud voices
don't let any of this become normal
clearly none of this illegal assault, kidnapping
and subsequent torture is about law enforcement --
it's all about the performative cruelty, the quotas for
bonuses and out of proportion paychecks, the great
war against America by our current Commander in Chief
If we truly were serious about
a better human world, we would
seriously study how bullies are made
and unmade, or effectively made
harmless
We must understand
those dire oppressors we all despise,
the way things are, destiny, fate
are merely human illusions, human doing
Among all the idiocies of war,
the energy, manpower, resources
thrown away, or destroyed, could
have been used, with but some cogent
thought, to solve the issues that led to
conflict
Our fundamental us, society,
has systematically created an
environment that encourages
massively stupid and dangerous
behaviors in a mad race to succeed
against the competition.
We are so desperate for connection,
we convince ourselves that amoral,
unfeeling machines can be real
friends, confidantes, trusted companions,
because that self deception, and its
ridiculously dangerous expression,
is preferable to the work of actually
connecting with fellow human beings
Having learned through sad experience
to separate my birthday festivities
from those for the world's New Year,
I celebrate my birth eve, Also,
as nocturnal, the eve falls gracefully
into my birthday before I sleep
Heinous outrages escalate day by day
How do we successfully resist?
How develop massive overwhelming
to end these evil acts that ought never
have begun?
Not rhetorical, important real questions.
We need immediate victory, that people's
real lives be saved, for we who still have
that chance
All beauty
anticipates
awaits
exchanges
twinkles in
serene in
awakened by
abides in
... recognition
I am, naturally,
all I need to be
Trust the process
Sway along
Revel in the dance
Ever more, extend your song
People, the whole human project,
needs, for any bearable chance of
continuing, reawaken to what our
lack of attentiveness has allowed
to proliferate. We must oppose this
insane progress toward annihilation
through so many deadly twistings of
potential destiny.
We know, you know, I know,
when we admit it, we could have
devised such a truly beautiful
existence for all, everyone.
We can now.
Stirrings of an uncomfortable need
to act, I had not yet the consciousness
to take on
Maybe if we stopped wasting our time
fighting, we would find something better
to do.
I feel and yearn to be that essence.
Yet I am artist of my own experiences,
they of theirs.
Imagine all of our stories, arrayed,
arranged, intermingled
within this magnificent symphony
What we are, are stories,
often complex, layered, changing,
from first breath of humankind,
each an integral part of
our grand adventure
so, where are the public defenders
giving resistance
where are the lawsuits, the street theater,
the loud voices
don't let any of this become normal
clearly none of this illegal assault, kidnapping
and subsequent torture is about law enforcement --
it's all about the performative cruelty, the quotas for
bonuses and out of proportion paychecks, the great
war against America by our current Commander in Chief
If we truly were serious about
a better human world, we would
seriously study how bullies are made
and unmade, or effectively made
harmless
We must understand
those dire oppressors we all despise,
the way things are, destiny, fate
are merely human illusions, human doing
Among all the idiocies of war,
the energy, manpower, resources
thrown away, or destroyed, could
have been used, with but some cogent
thought, to solve the issues that led to
conflict
Our fundamental us, society,
has systematically created an
environment that encourages
massively stupid and dangerous
behaviors in a mad race to succeed
against the competition.
We are so desperate for connection,
we convince ourselves that amoral,
unfeeling machines can be real
friends, confidantes, trusted companions,
because that self deception, and its
ridiculously dangerous expression,
is preferable to the work of actually
connecting with fellow human beings
Having learned through sad experience
to separate my birthday festivities
from those for the world's New Year,
I celebrate my birth eve, Also,
as nocturnal, the eve falls gracefully
into my birthday before I sleep
Heinous outrages escalate day by day
How do we successfully resist?
How develop massive overwhelming
to end these evil acts that ought never
have begun?
Not rhetorical, important real questions.
We need immediate victory, that people's
real lives be saved, for we who still have
that chance
All beauty
anticipates
awaits
exchanges
twinkles in
serene in
awakened by
abides in
... recognition
I am, naturally,
all I need to be
Trust the process
Sway along
Revel in the dance
Ever more, extend your song
People, the whole human project,
needs, for any bearable chance of
continuing, reawaken to what our
lack of attentiveness has allowed
to proliferate. We must oppose this
insane progress toward annihilation
through so many deadly twistings of
potential destiny.
We know, you know, I know,
when we admit it, we could have
devised such a truly beautiful
existence for all, everyone.
We can now.
Stirrings of an uncomfortable need
to act, I had not yet the consciousness
to take on
Maybe if we stopped wasting our time
fighting, we would find something better
to do.
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