#anti-ism-ist

Not a performer

An observer, a chronicler

of what I see.

 

 

 

A sane and healthy planet

of sane and happy people

who figure out our core values,

work to embody heart and soul

in our social reality

 

 

 

Why be stuck in “isms”, theories

based on beliefs from the past?

 

delegitimize concepts of war and wealth

 

Underline and all CAP:  Without a functioning planet,

no other issues matter.

 

 

 

[relaxation centers – perhaps retrofitting a bankrupt hotel – crowd sourced, invested as cooperative effort]

 

 

It seems stupid, lazy and short-sighted, to fit our public policies in theories based in past bias and beliefs.

[short-hand to condemn each other]

Rather, let’s get together and figure out our goals and how best to be them, then do the work to create and implement

the policies that take us from here to there.  #anti-ism-ist 

 

 

Not so much Party as personality wins votes.

 

 

We each have our unique relationships with what we believe to be god(s)

We all have ideas of what we mean by “god” based in pervasive and literal mythologies.

 

 

 

2/24-25/19

dreamtime in process

That dream again

running, running

but your feet are stuck, enmeshed in pavement

though all of your intent runs in terror.

Demon warriors form themselves in the grey cloud that surrounds you, become denser, full 3-D attack.

You find yourself at war with your pillow, trapped in twisted sheets.

Another damned day to get through looms beyond the dream-storm tossed bed.  

laws

Moral Majority, law and order,

appealing to people’s vanity and fear

 

 

So men who can only procreate through rape

legislate to keep their DNA in play

 

 

Everywhere, signs

Everywhere, sadness rippling,

funereal blues, drumming

ever slower, ebbing

connection, ebbing time.

 

Everywhere, shrinking, dying.

Everywhere, depleting, engulfed

by agony, bleeding out.

 

Can you, will you, sing into

endless night, tell me a story

of survival

of happy children at play in concert

with verdant Earth?

 

 

could we mitigate ocean heat

using it for energy?

 

 

2/16-21/19

2/2-13/19

What would You do

if you knew you wouldn't fail

if money were no object

if you had nothing to prove

if your will were free and wild

if you loved your inner child

if your wishes would come true

with no nasty consequences due

?

 

 

 

 

 stop relying on old thinkers from a different time

think anew on what we want and how to get there

 

 

 

 

mornings are hard

all that stinging sunlight and expectations

interrupting the vast solace of sleep

 

 

It’s not rule of law

or rule of the King

It’s rule of what enough

people believe

 

 

Curiosity is what we need

to get anywhere

 

 

Chaos promotes control

promotes anarchy

all immovable objects

call forth irresistible force

Yin-Yangs

reality reduced to 101

 

 

Role play plays a role

Feel those rules we need to know

 

 

The quality of your character

is not about what you are born with,

but what you do with it

 

 

Lyrics’ rhythm that makes its own music

 

 

Words that can give strength

 

 

2/2-13/19

for Brigid's Day

For Brigid’s Day

Who am i to bow to You --

me shorn of love, without honor;

You an enduring Goddess,

long honored for your bounty

of knowledge, thought’s ground water

poured, shared, carried forward.

Goddess of brides,

of hope, of visions, of poetry.

We who want a deeper future for ourselves,

more kind, more wise,

a better definition for humanity,

assemble on bended knees to

beg, accept, express your beauty.

Humans alive to art,

flow of mystic cavern seas,

can synergize, can command,

manifest as Magick.

whistling for warmth

A time heavy with pressure, cold in disassociation,

sad, so sad

 

 

Prohibitions lead to war

Harm reduction based regulations

lead to conversation

 

(though, of course, we can lead a mind to

conversation; but we can not make it speak)

 

 

Sometimes power comes from wealth

Sometimes from position

Sometimes from a badge

or the barrel of a gun

Mostly power is an agreement,

an acceptance of

 

 

That on-edge dread

some presences inspire

 

 

permanent, emerging, and worsening

infirmities

 

 

is anybody really listening?

does anybody really care?

everybody out there whistling

filling the air

 

 

1/20-26/19

peaking over Saturn's wall

peaking over Saturn's wall

 

 

Do we? Live like undead slaves?

Do we only move as directed, never dance freely in a whirling wind;

never touch finger to foreign finger for a thrill of acceptance?

Never savor music within assimilated from exhausted nights

swirled into revelation?

Such solemn vibration lingering warm and sweet.

Reach into balance within limits of room, laws of motion, draw of elation.

 

Nothing is sacred; all is permitted; the going is ridiculous?

 

Which of the plagues, weapons, increments of Earth destruction, cataclysmic storms,

nuclear heck, submission to fantasy starving for money, or even more fantastic

lapse of sanity will we choose?

 

Do we go through changes in values, ideas, aging, reremembering?

People enmeshed in self-destruction, species-destruction, world destruction: whoopee! We’re all gonna die, and ain’t it grand!

We made this mess and refuse responsibility.  

People who believe in the plan of their god ought to realize that all this mass migration among humanity just now is about homogenizing us,

making us neighbors in a community of every kind of human being to end these false divisions. 

In a time of potential self-genocide we need to get together to save our species

 -- this is the Judgment some religious have been preaching and awaiting.

 

sexism, racism, colorism, ageism, ableism, classism, casteism, 

any ism that teaches us fellow humans are our superiors or inferiors, are essentially the same ism

– that abstraction that tells us we can order living beings into static categories the better to lash out

with shame/blame/rage/violence rather than look to our own living beingness and tell our most wonderful stories.

 

 

 

Imaginal sketches

of people (places, things)

who inspire remembrance

 

 

Give the people what they want

at a cost they can really afford

get rich without becoming evil.

 

 

Everyone sucks

but not all the time

and some much more than most

so we each need to decide

what level of suckage we accept

from ourselves

and each other.

 

 

Don’t miss this chance to let them know

“I love you” when you can.

Even when the words won’t pass your breath,

jump to hug, gently caress a’smile.

If the worst, they back aghast,

at least in the end you know

they mattered.

 

 

1/14/-19/19