Virgo candles

Neptune's Sky

Desperate to fly
I grow gills
dive into mystery
beyond thought or trepidation
Floating within the sea
bones of ancient mariners
cleverly collaged with living shells,
sparkling creatures,
sensual delight
Great ancestor Neptune's
flowing beard
paints heaven's landscape
coldest stars mapping constellations
transformed, animated, playful
I am flying

Folie à deux

Folie à deux
Me and you
In a world of two
Don't skip a beat
out on the street
in our nondiscreet
Folie à deux
Keep it clean
[Queen to Queen
You make a mean
Folie à deux]
I'm not fine
Sun don't shine
Unless you're mine
Folie à deux
Love that style
Hypnotic smile
Bewitched, beguiled
Folie à deux


Drunken Sailor

Getting to the source
Pumping the prime
Apprehending "Of course!"
Living outside of time
Exploring inner realms sublime
beyond question or balance
Fearing that I'm up to
the challenge
I may take this leap
wake from my sleep
break from my gilded cage
the excuse of my age
no longer strong enough
to make me behave
as society's slave


Riffs on a Theme

Watery affluence
unimpeded flow
to eventual fruitions downstream
Like stone soup
picking up valuable
bits and pieces
adhering into wealth
Casting nets for silver fish
Panning for nuggets
Leisurely sipping cool drinks
to the song of ocean waves
Open your veins unto the
ocean floor at midnight
drinking cool salty life
into your lungs
Who you ever were matters not
A creature of sea-change
swims apart

August 24, 2008 Laurie Corzett/libramoon


Nightsong

Night dreamer
Night weaver
Night seeker
of what's hidden by day
Burning light persuades
I am the bearer of my name
broken under debt to
masters of the law and ledger
Broken under shame
Mask of tears shining
my disgrace
Harsh daylight has ceased
to be my friend, my confidant
Lonely, searching for my
rightful end, I find
dreamers of the night,
weavers playful, out of sight
of those who would condemn
this place of magick,
their self-selected spite,
self-fulfilling need
to define what may be
can't touch the power of night


Self-Indulgence

A born writer
(whether any good, another story)
I am definitely part of the clan,
of solitaries
exhibiting all the signs and symptoms,
including avoidance of any cure.
Don't cry for me.
I do it just fine, crystallized into words
Laugh!
My written reflections
reverberate life.

(c) August 30, 2008 Laurie Corzett/libramoon


Dark and Stormy

Night and storm
Do we dread?
exult?
engage with fantasy?
Blowing into Louisiana
dark gulf legends
hungry ghosts
licking onto shore, howling
Sea reclaims land,
seeping semen into soggy
womb, engenders
Future crises, coming change
Halflings gleaming in
moonlight, peeking through
veiling black cloud formations
Portents scream, drowned
in thunder, raging sirocco
dust of desert sand
caught up in reverberating wind

(c) August 30, 2008 Laurie Corzett/libramoon


Of an Age

Two old men
sitting under a banyan tree
talking of philosophy
their darkest nights, coldest days
Was Nietzsche right
did life amaze us
with strength and beauty?
Did we survive our trials
to be rewarded
in ways we could never find
without misfortune to guide
into a promised land?
Wondrous lovers in magical nights
of dream come true
Sons marching off to war,
a father's pride
That sickening loss and horror
when they died
Derision from socialites
on fallen streets, defeated
The dismal sight one becomes
when hope has fled
before and after
That haunting laughter
never ends
Though faith can be replaced
better friends may follow
true amends may allow
new visions to form
The nightmare, the storm
give way to rainbows once more.
Two old men,
weathered, withered, wise
Listen and learn
to the music in their eyes
to the gentle loving smile
echoing through visions
inscribed
upon the cave walls
of their minds.

(c) September 8, 2008 Laurie Corzett/libramoon


Harvest

Mornings come later now
permeated with scent of harvest
green and red and the bright orange
of the Harvest Moon
Morning air, heavy with moisture
seeps through my pores
into my bones
I see ships sailing in rough sea
their fortune a deity's toss of dice,
or whim
ships laden with treasure
and sailors desperately loved
On a placid pond three ships sail
a fine sunny regatta
The deep decay of harvest
carries me home


Pre-Genesis

Before the Beginning
Before imagination,
sound or fury,
in a wraithlike pocket
outside of time and space
none to command
none to hinder
how does the spark ignite?
Spontaneous combustion?
Multiplicities of zeroes
encircling void
before chicken or egg or seed.
Was there a silent prophecy?
If the system is closed,
nothing created or destroyed,
where does it all come from?
How far can it expand?
If the system is open,
how far does it go?
If there is no system,
chaos endlessly realigning,
helpless to demand rule of law,
form but temporarily
delimiting substance,
no matter.
In our space and time
we play at definitions.
"In the Beginning . . .."
Words upon a screen,
analyzed
over millennia.

(c) September 5, 2008 Laurie Corzett/libramoon


Of the Day

In the beginning
Before the threads unfurled
for reassignment
Basic forces vied
in the throes of creation.
Telescoping backward
Watch the magic
explode
faery storms
vivid electric bursts
eternity singing in language
unfathomable.
Over vast aeons
threads weave into fabric
Recognizable forms
play out destinies.
In this great game of life
infinitely recombining
take pleasure in moments
tied in gaily colored threads
for remembrance.

(c) September 14, 2008

toxicity

Evil was unleashed upon the American people. Subprime Primer
Demons of Greed created an illusion made of paper and hypnosis in the guise of home ownership for the underclass.

In the way of legends, karma replied. These demon spawn illusions came in the light of reality to show their toxicity. Clever and desperate minions now exclaim these toxic investments must now be bought by the American people to avoid some kind of vague CRISIS!!! that will destroy us all!!!

It seems to my more reasoning mind (turned from the distracting smoke and mirrors) that the real problem belongs not to "Wall Street" and those whose game of choice is trading in what they like to call a "free market" but to the neighborhoods of "Main Street" losing credit and credibility to empty, unmaintained properties foreclosed upon in a frenzy of insanity.

These properties are of course, "real" estate. They are real. They have value. Not so high as the bubble tried to make us believe, but real value. They especially have value to those who thought of them as "home." A real life cure for what ails US economy would be the encouragement of the profit motive along with the encouragement of sanity to enlist investors (looking desperately for somewhere to put the money they have taken out of the karmically challenged investment banks) to buy these properties at true market value, work out mortgage or rental arrangements with those who want to live in and maintain these properties, by-pass the whole evil episode and get back to real market trade based on real values that can be easily understood by Main Street and learned through the true educator of experience by Wall Street.

The Wall Street Model: Unintelligent Design

Virgo voices

By the
time we reach middle age, if we are paying attention, we usually have
a pretty good layering of experience from which to make some
hypotheses about what we are about. This is the time to stop getting
through, start enjoying the moving strands we find to play about in.
Life/virtue/work are all their own rewards. Waking up and feeling
alive is what gives life value.



I have faith in my own set of precepts, not those of the religions of "the book" which seem much too contradictory both internally and to my own life experience. When I look to my inner voice or ask the Goddesses with whom I co-create for help, it is always there. No Jesus involved at all.



Come on, people. Get over the "race" thing. We are all human; that is our race. Also, get over the fundamentalist religion thing, all the hateful divisive things that have nothing to do with working together to make a world we all have a positive stake in keeping real.



Let us find the secret land before Babel, before the gods divided us, when we were young and full of wonder.



If you feel defeated,
lost, alone without comfort
unheard, unseen, unrequited
leave this arid wasteland
that never was your home



Its the end of the world as we know it (and I feel fine?) that is predicted. The Mayans had a very sophisticated calendar/oracle system in which there were cycles within cycles that took millennia to play out. The end of the calendar foretells a new kind of cycle, previously unknowable.

If you, as I, understand a difference in the concepts of "world" and "planet" -- world being a social construct while planet is the physical Earth -- the end of our world might well be due to a new construct being formed.



liars, liars
in theaters shouting "Fire!"
dousing all desire
for what could bring us higher
not left or right
always pushing for a fight
not admitting any rights
not approved in today's soundbites
it's not a race for human good
just a bunch of rabid hoods
punishing with hype and shoulds
keeping us from what we could
be learning, doing, working well
wresting heaven from your hell
before you ring that final bell
echoing the lies you tell



Hey kids, let's all go out and vote ourselves some super-human disciples to rearrange our national perception of reality! Think of the Christian paradise they could make us all believe we see in our daily puppet lives.



It's worse than the "Choice" issue because that is just the tip of the iceberg of choices that today's power elite right want done away with. Their agenda is to entangle us all in their weird cult's definitions of reality, morality, and acceptable American lifestyle, while singing away about being the land of the free. Meanwhile, change agent Obama is working to bring back the home of the brave.



I was just thinking in regard to the pro-Hillary contingent who now say they will vote for McCain/Palin: if you do see yourself as adhering to the principles/platforms of the Democratic Party, just what is it you are so afraid Barack Obama will/won't do that Hillary would have done differently? Just what do you think McCain/Palin will/won't do that would be those actions you fear Barack Obama won't? Isn't this anti-Obama stance actually prejudice, and I don't mean racism, but sexism?




One would think even ignorant citizens would welcome more thoughtful, intelligent, responsible leadership rather than voting for a least common denominator so they could feel they are just as good as the folks in the front office. I blame the incredibly poor public education we have allowed to devolve.



McCain is not another GWB. It's worse that that. McCain is a man who has given over his principles and immortal soul to try to win favor with the Republican faithful.



Yeah, getting shot down and captured is wonderful experience to pass on to our troops. Notice how a clear definition of "victory" has not been offered for this invasion and occupation of a sovereign state which was not in any way threatening us (the most powerful nation in the world, btw with the technology and talent reduced to picking on little nations?) So, if McCain so badly wants victory in Iraq, he can just proclaim it. As it turns out, Obama's call for redeployment is apparently looking much better to everyone involved.



Yes, how dare we questions a war hero who spent so much time imprisoned (like those hapless folk at Gitmo, but with more back-up), unlike John Kerry who turned his back on the Vietnam insanity after serving valiantly? How dare we presume that getting shot down and tortured would not be the experience we need in a world leader?



5 years of torture in a foreign cell makes one eligible to be US President -- hey, all you guys at Gitmo, listen up!



This is what I keep trying to explain to the naysayers, the "Obama the Savior" cynics, the "Barack Star" or "elitist" accusers. It's not about him; it's about us. Obama is offering us the chance to take back our country from those who sold us out. It is not that he can do that himself; it is that he can give us the inspiration and the leadership to do it for ourselves.



Like people in most professions, lawyers run the gamut from purely evil to amazingly wonderful. I have known some truly dedicated humanitarians who earned law degrees to help them help others.



Regardless of political gain to the Democratic candidates, these allegations against the Bush administration really do need to be clarified, fully investigated, brought into public scrutiny, in the ways we a civilized nation do these due diligence responsibilities. Otherwise, how can we present our nation to the world as worthy of moral respect?



Bentsen definitely had it all over Quayle. However Dukakis (and I loved him as Governor) was too much the tight-wound technocrat who didn't understand connecting with the people, much like John Kerry in 2004.


And they laughed when Nader said none of them were on our side. Maybe if the press was still providing oversight? Maybe if we the people could get our act together and work in our own best interests? Maybe if politics were something other than a game?



No one who is seriously supporting Obama is doing so because "he gives a good speech." It is the content of what he says, what he does, how he approaches government and public service that are meaningful.

I suppose if you are voting based on physical attractiveness, Obama/Palin would be a good ticket. If you are voting based on years of experience, perhaps McCain/Biden would be your choice. I would be a lot more comfortable with Biden in the wings when McCain strokes out. However, if you want to vote based on who will work with us to bring our country back and move forward, please listen to those speeches and vote Obama/Biden.



People who consider themselves Democratic, believe in the general Democratic platform, and say they are voting McCain as a protest against what the big bads did to their Hillary are obviously not thinking with their own or their country's interest in mind. You want to protest, write in Hillary, vote for Nader or another third party candidate, yell scream, protest. But don't be stupid.



It's a horse race. We love to pick our team and cheer, including hate speech and dumping rotten fruit on the other side. The media pundits really egg it on. They were all saying how Obama had to go negative on McCain at the Convention to show his strength. I, apparently like you, do not see strength in metaphorically throwing rotten food or picking on little blemishes or misstatements to roar in like a rabid lion. We do seem to forget that this country is supposed to be about us. We are electing representatives to do our work, to give our face to the world, to set the agenda for our benefit. This only can work if we turn our energy, not toward negative characterizations and nasty catcalls, but toward the future we want to make our home and how to work together to get there.

I see the most important issue as being that of we the people's loss of rights and respect during the Bush Neo-con administration. In my opinion, Obama is the leader who can inspire the courage and vision needed if we are to regain our nation.




We have school choice, as much as we want, as much as we take responsibility for. I am, I admit, getting tired of everyone clamoring for government to do it for them, then complaining about big government and big taxes. We can homeschool, send our kids to private schools we can afford or with scholarships, form community alternative schools whether charter schools or collective private schools, have alternative programs to teach what we wish on nonschool hours, get active in our parent-teacher organizations and local school boards, need I go on?



I keep seeing people complaining about the either/or choice without taking the responsibility to broaden choices by voting third party, or even promoting third party candidates who may have views closer to their own. Self-fulfilling prophets much?



You want impeachment on the table:

Do the research:

find out which congressional reps are up for reelection in November

Do the outreach:

find like-minded people in each of those districts/states and tell them to write/phone/fax/email those reps insisting that no impeachment process started, we'll be voting third party

Do the organizing:

work with your like-minded others to put together protests marches, petitions, advertising, letter-writing to all the media, blogging, monkey warfare

Reapply, rinse and make your voice heard.



In a sane world we would have one life, fluidly moving from task to task within social contexts, within family community work play healthful activity meditative inactivity, the whole enchilada.



There are folks always saying the market will take care of it. Maybe yes, maybe no, but we do not (and never really did) have a free market. There are not only regulations, tax advantages and disadvantages, but also fiduciary commitments, tricks of marketing that disallow real consumer choice, and inequities in resource distribution that limit options for those most needing services. It's a mess. I remember the whole healthcare thing being much simpler. Get sick, go to the doctor, get treatment, pay the bill. If the bill is too high, work out a payment plan. For major medical have major medical insurance, which can be reasonably priced because most of the insured get by most of the time without needing the service. For the poor, free clinics, docs doing pro bono work, communities organizing services and payment through fund-raising activities, grants, philanthropy. This ain't brain surgery, even if that is sometimes the required result. With the computer number crunching/spreadsheet power it can be rather simple.



I was watching a debate on PBS about the right to health care. None of the debaters on either side came up with what I consider an underlying argument for some kind of universal healthcare -- not that people are dying without proper care, or that people are being cheated by insurance companies that don't come through when needed, or that government is inefficient and should not be in charge of healthcare, but that the healthier the general population, the healthier the nation in every way.



I remember during the Congressional hearings on credit companies a representative on the side of a banking institution spoke of having some kind of review policy for their customers who had become delinquent in their payments because they were in a coma. Does anyone else find this hilariously macabre?



People often resort to insults when too angry to think clearly and thereby engage in actual conversation. Blame after Blame is not a game that is going to clear any thought processes.



You know who the real "terrorists" are that you need to fear in the every day? They are your neighbors gone completely crazy from the stress and disdain they endure until they no longer have endurance.



I don't think you understand. These are not insects, nor off-world creatures. You are speaking of human beings as if you share none of their needs or aspirations or expectations of dignity and respect. Was your Mom bitten by a Mexican?



I don't know what idiot devised a "terrorist" list by name, as if each name is unique. I've heard the list can be bypassed by simply spelling one's name differently. Hey, terrorists, I bet you can find several possible ways of spelling or presenting your name. Meanwhile, young children, disabled people traveling for medical attention, people with common names traveling to visit dying loved ones or to find out of state jobs or for the jobs they have finally acquired or for any of the reasons we travel through our free country find out they share names with terrorists, which means they are no longer free to travel. Somehow I think this makes us less safe.



What's wrong with us is that we sincerely believe that vital resources are finite. What goes to you is taken from me. Therefore, I must do what I can to destroy you and yours that me and mine have enough.



I don't think the people "on the ground" care about formal definitions of recession or depression or improving economic outlook or whatever the academic spin. People are scared, angry, concerned, desperate because of the lousy economic outlook in their own lives.



a crisis is both a wake up call and an opportunity




Kuhn's main point was that we as human thinkers evolve through taking on greater knowledge which allows us to move into new paradigmatic boundaries that allow us to discover greater truths.




mutual admiration, respect, attraction and enjoyment, that's romance
romantic moments are made of those little remembrances, celebrations, and grand acknowledgements of these



To be able to truly love others, to have the full measure of love to give, you must first love yourself. This is actually true, not just a homily. You have to build the inner strength to be your own best friend, advocate, admirer. Sometimes a loss is an emptying of space to make room for a greater gift.



living by our own values keeps us more alive than trying to be what others want



I find it interesting that people who claim to believe in the benefits of marriage, to those involved and society in general, would rise up in disgust and divisiveness against people peacefully entering into loving commitments.



We all wear masks
because we cannot naked face
a world indifferent to our pain
a world that asks us to refrain
from asking
for true civility and grace



I have been taking up the study of the benefits of dance for several years now. You can dance right where you are, even to music in your head, without anything but your body. It's free, always available, wonderfully enjoyable, and good for mind, body, spirit and developing energy, strength, balance, grace. You get the benefits of exercise, meditation, often social interaction, and momentary vacations from stressful situations. I think school children ought to be encouraged to dance for a few moments next to their desks between lessons to keep them alert while working off the excess energy built up through sitting quietly.



There are so many wonderfully effective "alternative" therapies, yet everyone seems to be getting hooked on pharms. Is it that people are too lazy to work for their health, and would rather pop a pill? Is it that people are not adequately made aware of these more healthful therapies because big pharm advertising is so in your face ubiquitous? Is it that medical professionals don't have the time to do much more than write a prescription rather than explaining these therapies? Is it that medical insurance won't pay for them?



People are angry, seething, bitter for a variety of personal reasons, but also because these emotions are not appropriately vented. People getting tied up in overwhelming stressful lives with little time for recreation or reflection, bumping into other people fuming away on all sides, turn into crucibles of anger. I suggest large doses of expressive art therapy, time alone in nature, and joyful social interaction, wherever we can fit these in.



These monetary valuations have nothing to do with the values we claim to honor such as hard work, sacrifice, ethical behavior, love of family, loyalty, neighborliness, even good grooming. Money lives on another spectrum, the one of power. Those with monetary power get to make the rules and put us in our hierarchy. The happy secret is, we don't have to pay attention to the man behind the curtain. We can live according to the real values, thus enjoying real lives.



When people of several minds make prohibitory laws against what they want to do, it all becomes a mess. Laws are best when direct, simple, and few.



Atheism may well be a religion, for those who practice devoutly in a community of their faith. That's what religion is -- not a set of precepts or pages from a book, or the exhortations of ministers. Religion is a yoking of people into community based on openly professed beliefs and rituals. There is nothing wrong, or even not right, about that. It's when people use their beliefs as rules to judge others that the complications come in.



The fork that turned me into lead
played with the marbles in my head
left me bleeding, almost dead?
It took me.



I have no problem with Palin's gender. I have a big problem with her
ideas about "God's plan" and management of Earth's resources, as well
as her extreme "pro-life" position. Far from a feminist icon, Governor Palin proudly
represents the extreme Christian Right, especially including their
insistence on enforcing a woman's sacred primary duty to the productive
value of her womb.
Rather than be concerned with someone's
race, gender, national origin, sexual preferences or other
demographics, I am concerned about who I feel best represents the
direction I am hoping for our country to be taking. Of course, your
opinions on issues may be quite different from mine. That's why we
have elections, and not just consensus rule.




This country was created on liberal principles. I fail to understand how it is honoring the vision of the Founding Fathers to denigrate their political philosophy.





There is a vast difference between a "maverick" and a "reformer." A maverick is a creature that moves separately from the pack. A reformer is someone with powers of thoughtfulness, ability to see the big picture, and a will to change what does not work for and with the community.



It really burns me when I hear about needing to give all these breaks to the upper crust so they will give us poor slobs jobs. As if they give anything not absolutely required (and then find ways to get out of those). Working people are the true heroes, the true creators of wealth. Yet, we get no respect.



We the tax payers are responsible to fund every crazy scheme the governmental/financial complex can dream up. Then we get vilified as stupid, lazy, irresponsible when we can't scrape up enough to pay the outrageous prices for our more and more minimalist lifestyles.



Giving to the wealthy does not work. If we want a thriving economy, it has to come, like a thriving polity, from the mutual benefit of the trade on the commons. Enlightened self-interest knows that win-win is ultimately the most profitable philosophy.



Whether we consider financial markets a fine game to join in or somebody else's stupid hobby, or theft from the common wealth, we get to underwrite the whole fiasco.



If we are helping to pay to bail out these companies, doesn't that mean we are stockholders in these companies just like any investor?



We are the fodder of the neocon-corporate state. Close your eyes and repeat until you feel sufficiently enslaved.



Abortion choice is not about birth control or killing, but about having control over, and therefore responsibility for, our own lives and choices. You want to make abortion less likely, make not only birth control, but general control for women over our lives and bodies and availability of the means to well provide for our children more likely.



The word Conservative (like the word Liberal) has been co-opted by people who are not about conserving or valuable values at all. There are those living in some fascist sci fi consciousness in which America must be Super Power, with all citizens in service to the machine. There are those who think that "big government' is all that is keeping them from financial utopia, without realizing that government is bigger and stupider under recent Republican administrations. There are those who are just mean, and want to legitimize their prejudices and fake superiority. There are those who are just easily led by anyone extolling God and Country. Every little once in a while there are real Conservatives with their fairly reasonable, logical, back to basics world view. I would welcome seeing more of those.



It is crazy the way big pharm is taking over our health and lives. I watch those tv ads telling me how I need this drug to have a happy life like the actors, never mind about those possible fatal "side-effects" so I can be a little more comfortable, when there are simple exercises, nutritional supplements (or actual nutrition instead of fast foods) which could safely make me so much healthier.



It was explained to me that the oil prices going up now because of the gulf hurricanes causing gulf refineries to be shut down is temporary. But this did bring up the fallacy of drilling, since the actual limitation to more oil production is refinery capacity. It was further explained that the big oil interests don't want to build more refineries, a substantial financial investment, unless there is enough oil being drilled to assure profit. The time, energy, and other resources going into oil would so much better be spent on renewables, on creating a sane energy policy which would also be a blessing to a future US economy.



There is a vast difference between faith and religion. Those who cling to religious dogma out of a need for structure or security are allowing their lives to be dependent on said dogma, thus making rational thought more of a threat. Those who have faith in some set of underlying principles, whether spiritual, rational or other, are able to work with those principles in concert with the lessons of actual experience.



It is so incredible the way industry is allowed to poison and otherwise destroy people and our common resources. Someday maybe we the people will wake up and take back our lives. People have done before, various times and places. It could happen here.



Sarah Palin gets a great laugh line from comparing her work as mayor with Obama's community organizing. However, looking at their compared resumes, the mayor job for her would be comparative to his time representing Chicago in the Illinois State Legislature. The community service job for him would be comparative to her time as a hockey mom on the PTA.

She is a successful governor only in that her state is rich in natural resources for her to exploit. Giving everyone a hefty tax rebate because of taxation of big oil companies is bound to make anyone popular. Big oil, meanwhile, gets to make all that extra profit with only a minor kick-back to Alaska. Everybody wins. What's she going to sell out in the greater America when she has that power?

She may be a pawn/cheerleader, but she is far from insignificant. She seems to have real grit, a pugnacious spirit, and a velvet-gloved mean streak, plus wit and charm. She is energizing the right-wing base in a way McCain couldn't, because they knew he was not genuinely one of them. She knows how to play the cameras and the audience, to say just the right amount in just the right way without being specific enough to give the opposition an opening. I was earlier watching the Alaska Governor's Debate from 2006 on C-SPAN. She seemed to have a strong grip on certain issues which she stridently presented as "the" right way to go and vagued out charmingly on the issues her opponents seemed to better grasp, all the while keeping up a screen about how it was the people's right to vote as they might choose. Apparently her big claim to fame was negotiating an oil pipeline that was already well in the works. The big issue she kept harping on (I guess you have to be Alaskan to understand the implications)



If big oil were taxed appropriately, instead of enjoying their sweetheart deal with the neocons, there would be more economic incentive for all the energy entrepreneurs. If you people really believe in the market system at all, why not let it work for us for a change?



The drilling not only misses the point, it is counterproductive. Resources wasted on drilling for minimal long-range return will not be available for creating and marketing the energy solutions that will make the future oil availability moot.



It's the stupidity of the stupid economy making us all stupid. Never put lipstick on a pig. It won't change the economy; and it annoys the pig.

"Pigasus for President: All hail the reincarnation of the fatted pig!"

Sorry, I got carried away. 911 and out



We are who we are at every point of life. Childhood is not a staging area or waiting game. Children are living their lives, everyday, just as adults, and the old. People with mental difficulties, physical challenges, social anxieties are not in some holding pattern while it gets worked out. They are living out who they are. We are not only human beings, worthy of respect, when we fit some limited idea of who we should be.



When we all live in the Tao, there is no thought of rulers.

Lion Share of Candles

Dammed

I am thinking of a brick wall,
hiding dangerous imagery.
Walls upon walls.
High, low, immoderately
profuse,
bearing illusory murals,
scorched out graffiti
wicked symbols
unclean, unpurified.
Trauma reverberates
messes with circuitry
irreverent irreconcilable
discrepancies
in cellular reproduction,
glitches and stammers
in data processing.
A wall. I am building,
brick by painful brick
cemented with blood and pus,
tall, thick, obscuring
day and night
laughter and warm embrace
secret words of consolation
hidden in humor and homilies.
The walls stand
ready for bombardment
awaiting a destiny of chaotic rubble
when reverberation reaches
critical mass.

(c) July 25, 2008 Laurie Corzett/libramoon


There Is Only One Sin

Christ died to save us
for the sin of hubris.
But you can't be forgiven
while you persist
in claiming your own definitions
as Truth,
then using this madness
as righteous excuse
to quell self-expression
that you proclaim "sin,"
persecuting lifestyles not
condoned by your kin.
Because, truth is the All
Knowing and Giving
includes multitudes as
expressions of living.
Now, you've been enlightened
to the need for amends
to people outside of
yourself and your friends.
Yes, bend down on your knees
while you open your eyes,
humbled by larger truth,
loving and wise.

July 26, 2008 Laurie Corzett/libramoon


In Memory of Harriet Jones

Dear, sweet, Harriet Jones
I am so sad at your passing.
You did all you could with
your stiff upper lip
despite ghastly confrontations,
harassed unfriendly aliens;
you stood your ground.
Was there anyone more sound to
lead your nation?
You showed courage far beyond
your station.
I must applaud your
heroic resolve to do right
no matter the cost, to die,
be forever lost
while we carry on,
your honourable example gone,
but to the few who honour you
as a shining memory.
Harriet Jones, former Prime Minister
of the Doctor Who Universe Great Britain:
we know who you are.

July 2008 libramoon


Going Home

Not one thing or the other
Streams converge, swimming
multi-layered waters.
There is the rainbow
The rain
clouds and airwaves
converging into the sea.
I feel myself running, running.
I have no destination, so
I run until
breath fails me
heart pounding a symphony
speaking tongues and rhythms
overplayed through ages.
Truth evades; it teases.
Having no one left to please, I
walk slowly
step by mesmerizing step.
One day the clouds open
cleansing rain overwhelms
I see the rainbow,
arching over the world,
speaking my secret language.
I have found my way home.
Not one place or another.
Streaming convergence of
layers upon memories
breathing free.

(c) July 30, 2008 Laurie Corzett/libramoon


Arabian Nights

Baghdad, romantic metaphor
mysterious alleyways and minarets
sheiks and viziers
princes and thieves
Lovers
under Arabian moonlight.
Magic enchantment, myth and
fairytale
buried under years
under rubble
under misunderstandings and
revenge.
Tragedy, divine comedy,
humanity
unveiled.

(c) July 30, 2008 Laurie Corzett/libramoon


Hiroshima

Peace
Fight for peace
Give our sacred honor
arrows flying
piercing armor
piercing amor, pride in
full measure
Feeling wrath, revenge,
mortal fear, coiling
paranoia
bayonet strong
Toddlers at play,
unarmed, unwary
skeletally still
bared secrets slipping
from space and time
Scorching pinprick holes
in heaven's fabric
petrified souls thrust into
premature rebirth
Hellfire ripped from metaphor
rends scream-echoing
palpable texture,
daring phantoms,
death's brigade
Crying "Peace!"
-- unheeded command
because real glory
belongs to destruction

(c) August 6, 2008 Laurie Corzett/libramoon


Indie Vision

Chilly scene
Electrical
Unjamming retinal replay
Fleeing through green forest
Leaves
falling, obscuring
Fleet foot dashing not sinking
hyper-saturated dense
carpet leaves and loam
dead and living embraced
water and earth
sun and sky
entangled elements
create stories of
spiral strands,
chance meetings,
grasping for meaning
in old songs and dances
Bodies biologically merge
promises like prayers to wind
cut, rough surgery
moment from moment
A walk along a darkening road
pumpkin wise, scarecrow laughing
Faces shine in the darkness
grotesquely metamorphing
One silken face
encouraging change
grows arms, reaching
grows legs, entwining
grows voice, murmuring
love songs, lullabies,
twisty tunes tying
here to now through
freshly painted yesterdays
A cowering gypsy
cursed with fiery vision
dreams of fleeing through
green, falling forest,
sinking into wet, wet
earth, unbinding,
becoming the imagery,
escaping sight.

(c) August 7, 2008 Laurie Corzett/libramoon


Between Us

Too much unsaid between us
Too much blather, trying to be
clever, arrogant epithets,
migraine strong
"You," "No, you," are wrong!
Then wonder why we're lonely.
We might be sharing tales,
over drinks and laughter;
sharing our travails
with hugs and tears.
Sharing this world, these years,
could be salvation,
a joyous dance to the music
of our choir.
Bonds of truth between us
inspire warm regard.
On common ground,
safe harbor found,
releasing reticence.
There is so much
to say.

(c) August 8, 2008 Laurie Corzett/libramoon


Over the Rainbow

New edge, over the rainbow
running through iridescent swamp,
mystic desert, lush green
fantasies covered in silken
poppy-killing snow.
Who do you ever really know?
Sins and shadows
Erupting like boils, like
volcanoes dormant for years,
like
"Caught you! Thought I was blind?
Or a fool! Can't catch me twice, with
one eye sleeping. My fury knows
no writs nor injunctions.
Take your medicine, writhe in
agony; lose your integrity,
become a thing of poignant
beauty, limping off into bitter
days."
No defense. No glory.
I sneak through a crack in
the world.
Here in the center, we bake bread,
forge untold treasure, sing
holy dreams into the ears of
misbegotten slaves.
Sometimes a song on the radio,
slipping through the airwaves,
tells us something true.
Sometimes I look at you,
and see a wondrous child,
rainbows shining in
wide-open dreaming eyes.

(c) August 10, 2008 Laurie Corzett/libramoon


God's Warriors

Squeezing the breath
out of my heart
Squeezing the love
out of my mind
Squeezing the life
out of my soul
in your quest to conquer,
constrain, consecrate all
to your narrow creed.
There is no room in your congealed soul
for recognition of the cruel suffering
welcomed by your prayers,
the damage of your arrogant disrespect
upon Creation.
Having built the fires of Hell
to burn your perceived enemy,
letting evil loose upon
the Earth we were meant to share
in peace and prosperity,
proving only that the Word
you claim your guide
you ignorantly ill-define,
expecting salvation
through worshipping sin.

(c) August 11, 2008 Laurie Corzett/libramoon


Fate's Calling

Chilly summer mountain night
Fateful ring around my finger
Long years stuffed into a box
of memories and dust
The songs we're singing
brightly beneath the jukebox
under breathless stars,
dreaming moon
I loved a separate way
in awe of madness
loosed from limits,
expectations a failure's game
Sweet frozen cream excites
lips smiling ready
dancing kisses whirl
jasmine, lilac
You are haunting, carrying meaning
Eclipsing now
to transmit this vital message
in private code
Hope, exhilaration
the joy of me

(c) August 15, 2008 Laurie Corzett/libramoon


Neptunian Sun

Grey sparkling polyester
veiling sunlight to tiny rainbow
wavicles
projecting an eternal movieshow
Sometimes I know where
the plot goes, over rockcandy
mountains,
under champagne waterfalls
between idle fantasy and
speculation
Shadows dance,
flicker like candle flame
Points hot and cool,
dappling patterns
Enhanced, processed
we are art
Left to our own itinerant vices
we are madness
a safety valve
between worlds

(c) August 17, 2008 Laurie Corzett/libramoon



Marketplace

In the agora
we bargain
for trinkets,
lush silk,
poignant spices,
drama and mysteries
from afar
Veiled spirits scurry
spread toxic honeysuckle,
sweet death and resurrection
Stalls of forms proliferate
Zombie, Vampire, Were Creature,
Human, Deity
Vendors calling wares
voices blending enchantments
In the agora, lost forever
choose well
how you spend your days

(c) August 16, 2008 Laurie Corzett/libramoon



A Different Voice

"Mommy, don't make me!
Don't keep me and hate me.
Your poisoned womb
tears my soul.
Please let me go."

"Child, it will be alright.
I'll give you to strangers
who have prayed for your life."

"No, Mommy. Don't you see?
I am your destiny.
Please release me. Do what you must.
In this inner voice, put your trust.
Grieving, set my spirit free.
You know this is meant to be.
We know how much you care.
This is your cross to bear."


Nightsong

Night dreamer
Night weaver
Night seeker
of that hidden by day
Burning light persuades
I am the bearer of my name
broken under debt to
masters of the law and ledger
Broken under shame
Mask running to tears shining
my disgrace
Harsh daylight has ceased
to be my friend, my confidant
Lonely, searching for my
rightful end, I find
dreamers of the night,
weavers playful, out of sight
of those who would condemn
this place of magick,
their self-selected spite,
self-fulfilling need
to define what may be
can't touch the power of night

(c) August 22, 2008 Laurie Corzett/libramoon

shining some sunlight

Taking in the companionship of the natural
I am made so happily aware
of all that I have to share



It's the sweet little gestures
the warm caring touch
the joyous glint of welcome
that say: you are safe and loved;
open and be fulfilled



Liberalism is a political philosophy that raises the rights of the individual above the government. Unfortunately, not only is liberalism misconstrued in today's politics, so is conservatism. Today's "Conservatives" are not about free markets, allowing people to enjoy each their own little economic fiefdom or supporting freedom.
They are about protecting big business at the expense (financial and in a great many other ways) of the individual.



I recently watched Bill Moyers' Journal's reporting about the issue of torture against "enemy noncombatants." A story was brought up about psychiatrists planning interrogation procedures, to some extent based on experiments with dogs who were given electric shocks on an intermittent (not related to cause/effect) basis. Eventually the dogs were so dispirited that they cowered and would not leave open cages. It seemed to me that is what depression is. People shocked intermittently by life without means to intervene or mitigate these shocks may well eventually give up, cower, no longer have the spiritual endurance to move forward.



I have seen studies suggesting that impairment from mj for drivers is far less dangerous than that with alcohol. Usually people on mj are going more slowly rather than more quickly, and concentrate more, rather than the more careless loosing of inhibitions of alcohol.

As to being able to test if someone is driving impaired, well are they driving in a dangerous or erratic manner, for any reason? I have seen all kinds of studies indicating that the most dangerous condition is not being drugged, but lack of sleep, which is ubiquitous in our culture.



We can not be absolutely positive in the existence of anything, at least not in the way that we define and relate to its existence, including ourselves. There is way too much clutter, static, confusion, in the general human structure of belief and "knowledge" to claim truth in this regard.

As to the existence of "god": My take is that there is everything, there is what is called "universe" or even "multiverse" -- all that is, which is both eternal (outside of time) and infinite, ever in flux, ever manifesting in a variety of dimensional possibilities, in a diversity of forms. Some of these "forms" exist on a "spiritual" plane, others on "material" planes, yet fluidly between dimensions. Some of us who have manifested in human form on the planet we call Earth have interactions with spiritual beings. Often we gather around some spiritual being(s) in a community of worship. But this is about our limited human interpretations.



Disengage from the guilt of others. It is not yours/ours but theirs. I take responsibility for my own actions, the ones I can have some sort of control over. No possibility of control = no responsibility = no guilt. So, no, don't deny the bad things that others do. Take responsibility for what you can do, like speaking out against them. From much of what I read and experience, a true counterbalance to the powerlessness of depression is taking back your own power, doing what is meaningful to you.



I have been involved in a discussion of a lack of outrage in the populace over current socio-economic-political situations due to a large number of people being "numbed" by antidepressants. I wonder if there is some pharma-governmental if not conspiracy at least understanding of mutual benefits in keeping potential troublemakers numbed out on drugs, starting at the earliest possible age. You get the street kids who don't have so much access to medical insurance and such thrown into jail for being involved with street drugs. Those who are seen as more potentially productive get chemically emotionally castrated. OK, it's a sci-fi conspiracy nut scenario, but that doesn't mean there isn't some truth to it.



Money is just a concept. Those pieces of paper and metal are mere metaphors for work done, products distributed, services served. It is neither evil, a root, nor a necessity.



The civil suit is meant to be our best protection against harmful activities or negligence. Unfortunately, it has been made more of a joke or a scam by so many bad actors that no one gets righteously concerned when penalties and conditions lower the protective value.




In my long and varied life experience, I find heterosexuality to far outweigh homosexuality as hurtful to society, and individuals.




Educators, noneducators, parents, friends, neighbors, we all have a role in the education of our upcoming generation. I have been thinking a nationwide mentor program would be beneficial.



In the fullness of eternity
may happiness speak
to your soul of souls
in its own language



Oh grow up, anti-gay Christians. Christ was as gay as they come. Why do you think he hung out with all those men he had abandon their families,wandering about, sleeping rough, talking about loving neighbors?



Sweet and strong. I feel this song playing with my inner windblown airstream, gentling into a misty breeze.



The compromise is not between freedom and equality, but freedom and rule of law. Obviously we are not equal. We each have our own set of talents and foibles, different world views, different manners of expression. We can, though, be equal under the law. Laws that we are all expected to honor are best crafted to give fair and equal treatment to all. Yet, laws curtail freedom. But laws also protect freedoms from mob rule. So the compromise needs to be carefully crafted to limit freedom as little as possible while promoting legal procedures to work out disagreements and limit violence. All of these ideas are important to the crafting of a workable, honorable, humane and reasonable society.



Olive Oyl, how she did toil
to get her man,
or at least his foil
In cartoon land
where a silly plan
is better than
the rules of Hoyle.



Politics is not something reserved to running for elected office. It is the fundamental jockeying for power evident in any group.



You think you have love to give to someone? Exactly what is that love you have a want to give? Give it to yourself.



There is no need to limit the freedom of the businessman to make profit. Laws, of course, must be in place to assure the profit is not based on dangerous practices that do direct harm. Financial considerations are a separate matter. There is no reason that capitalism be the only tier of an economy. We could well (and to some extent do) have parallel systems whereby everyone gets a fair share of the society's wealth in terms of basic goods and services, while more specialty or consumer items could be provided by the capitalist business model. Or, some other arrangement.



Scientists are not gods, nor infallible authorities. Scientists do not create truth, or even discover it. They merely make suppositions, observations, experiments, hypotheses. The bits of reality, how things work, what exists, discovered by science is often found to be incomplete or even untrue by further investigation. It is a process, but too often casually interpreted as set definitions, real reality.


I don't think that it is a surprising commonality between metaphysics and science, but more that science is getting advanced enough to start to understand the truths that have been presented by metaphysical research.

Science is just a way; not the way. I have been involved in metaphysical study for a great many years, and recently am starting to see new ways of understanding and experiencing experiences. Well, not new, but new to me. Having gained these insights through hard and treacherous journeys, I find I want to tell whoever will listen and add to their insights as well. It is wonderful that you people are responding here so intently and wisely. I know I still have a lot to learn.



We can never demand freedom too much. There is a balancing act involved, indeed. However, far too often people unthinkingly deny the value of freedom in pursuit of other (social, economic which is also social, security which is foolish in that freedom allows for better security than nonfreedom, etc.) goals. Of course we can not have limitless freedom. This material world is all about limits. Freedom in this regard is not a physical, but a political issue. Politics is the art/science of power. Freedom is our ability to live as we believe is best for individual us in spite of the power others want to use to take over our lives.



Yes, the weird and dangerous gay agenda: to peacefully enjoy lives with love and family. Obviously this can't be allowed as it would undermine the chaotic destruction of humankind so ardently worked for by those whose goal is to bring on Judgment Day and Rapture because their mean, horrible lives are too unbearable.




America Take Hope, and Stop Praying to the Media God. What should I care what the media wants me to believe? I use the media for what information and entertainment I find, and let it go at that. If the rest of us would just take their rantings for what they are -- attempts to raise ratings -- and not some kind of Truth, we would all be much saner.



I see everyday wonderful creative market, research and other solutions to the energy problems -- or rather the problem of oil addiction. We all know that any new drilling opportunities provided by the President's will being done would not produce results for some time, and then would not produce enough to significantly lower the price. Not only that, but by the time this oil would be available, we most likely won't be in this mess because we will have found that trademark American ingenuity has already come to the rescue (or, perhaps worldwide ingenuity).



There are plenty of mean-spirited and even adolescent in behavior older folks, plenty of mature and kind young ones.



When you know your best
are your best
live your best
cuddle up in the warm arms
that best support you
stand gracefully on the strong legs
that take you where you best would be
listen intently with the best of wisdom
moving through into your heart
see the best of everything
yours for the desire
You have bested those of greedy
souls, insecure mouths, mindless
enthusiasms, caught up in glamour
You have no need of admiration nor
validation
You are you as best you might be



It's all a big game, a joke, isn't it. People say they want to know where candidates stand on the issues. We still keep hearing that old refrain from the talking points mill about Obama making pretty speeches but saying nothing substantive. Yet, he always gets as much substance in his speeches as the polity will allow, which isn't really much. John McCain's crew, the Republican machine, has it pretty well down. People don't really think that much about issues, even those that directly affect them. People like the gossip, the small talk, often vicious, to put those in the public eye in their private place. People like to agree with their friends and show proud disdain to those outside their circle. People like to make clever quips or spread soundbites as sound doctrine to show off. People very often vote a party line, or to be in line with their social set. Remember Bush's popularity as the guy we'd rather have a beer with? If we the people don't take our government seriously, why should the candidates?



Closing, closing, closing
winding in among memories and dreams
hiding saintly still
caught in reverberation
ever more densely
molecules bending in, condensing
whole, strong, hard,
fit to stand,
unfit to move



The fallacy of aggressive action is that there is something to be won which outweighs the losses, labeling an enemy to make the murder alright, destroying what we intend to save, squandering treasure and goodwill because we don't know how to effectively communicate and make good bargains




I do not agree with presidential candidate Obama's every policy or strategy. There are many issues on which I have very strong disagreements with his stated opinions. What I do admire and appreciate is his attitude of serious thoughtful consideration with eyes on the big picture. Some hopehead rhetoric is not what he is offering, but serious reasoning and respect to bring hope to we who listen.

Obama seems to me a true gentleman, a man of character. He has the qualities I want to see in a world leader. In many elections I have voted out of protest. I am glad to be voting out of conviction.



Today's "Conservatives" are not about free markets, allowing people to
enjoy each their own little economic fiefdom or supporting freedom.
They are about protecting big business at the expense (financial and in
a great many other ways) of the individual.



I recently heard, yet again, a successful writer interviewed explaining that if you have to write, you will. It is true. Probably for any expressive art, the impulse becomes an overwhelming obsession of that story that has to be told. There are a vast variety of ways to be creative. Some have no discernable product beyond the moment, creative play or creative interaction or creative understanding. It happens all the time without comment, possibly without notice.

Writing can be like magick. I put myself in the ritual space, summon my intent, move deeply into the collective stream, and scratch out arcane symbols. Writing is moving the images from behind my eyes onto a visible surface. Writing is working out zig-zaggy thoughts and emotions into a more coherent flow of imagined conversation. Writing is my conversation with those I show that written message.



Trapped inside random generations
Caught up unwieldy, wheeling round and round
soundwaves, waves of perdition, waves
swirling through sand blinding
no true visions allowed inside
tied up in bitter thornbriar
no way to emote, erupt, erase
make reference to exquisite taste
or degrading pain
as hurried harried humanity
rushes by




So very many ills are caused or exacerbated by unnecessary stress. I have found meditative dance to be an excellent mood stabilizer, stress buster, negative energy release, positive energy generator.



I love artistic minds and the art they engender. I love liminal experiences, way out possibilities, the movies in my mind and probably the movies in your mind.



Governmental machinations have become far too complex allowing all kinds of irrelevancies, hidden profiteering, useless bickering resulting in maladroit legislation, nonadherence to basic rules and precepts, quite a mess. We have become too needy of big government, dependent on leadership that does not lead, empty democratic calories. Each of us who becomes aware needs to take back responsibility for our own lives, and join to take back our own neighborhoods, communities, making a system that works for us.



Apparently more drilling will not immediately solve anything. Apparently the real problem is finding cost-effective, quickly efficient alternatives to foreign fossil fuels. Apparently there are many entrepreneurial and even environmentally motivated thinkers/doers out there working on these issues, and finding a plethora of options. A supermarket view of energy options rather than narrow focus is probably best, and what we seem headed towards.




If the month of August drains ye, write of drains and secret seasons
If the month of August grieves ye, write of grief and the miseries of love
If the month of August dries ye like a grape in the sun, write of lush wet rivers and drowning rains, saluting to the fruit of the vine



There is so much more to the world than left and right and center. The points that make up the full circle are more visible when you are not so fixated on the extremes.



I don't think a death penalty is a concept for the realm of "belief." It is a tactic, not an ideology, like terrorism.



The soul is not a piece within
like liver, heart, blood or brain
It is the very essence, we begin
from, every part of which we're made



I would whisper secret songs
willing you to dance
I would whisper strange enchantments
to twirl you into trance
I would whisper deep emotion
to lift you from despair
Whispering beneath your wings
lifting them to air




Boundaries are made for bending
Listen to your dreams unending
Move beyond the walls to find they're gone
Nothing but words refined to form
a comforting bed for a weary head
rest inside until you find markers for your trail
beyond the bordered veil



Money is not the only value, even in the "marketplace". Better products, better pr due to better business practices, better value, can outweigh mere price differentials. Look at all the "super-premium" products -- higher cost for higher value. Business and social paradigms are in flux. Let's take advantage and promote values more valuable than elusive, imaginary money.



They are not "putting their lives on the line for perfect strangers." They are doing their job, which may at times be dangerous. They chose these vocations because of the meaning doing these jobs have for them. Perhaps they come from families who have traditionally held such jobs, or have someone in their family who extols such work. Perhaps they enjoy the excitement, the adrenalin rush. Perhaps they or close ones have been adversely affected by the "enemy" they now fight. Perhaps other scenarios. I am in no way denigrating people who do valuable, dangerous work. I'm just saying, their motives are usually not so simply altruistic.



I don't know about you, but I don't give or withhold political support based on personal sexual infidelity. There are, to me at least, a few more important issues.



We who are not bound by the faiths of "the book" know that spirituality is the real deal; religion is a fan club.



Creative play allows us to makeover our points and swaths of view, to see different ways of perceiving what we and others do, to take the raw and bleeding soul and make it whole and new.



Dancing is heaven on Earth. It is a very basic healing wholistic healing tool. Dance all you can. It will make you healthier; it is wonderful exercise. Dance where no one is watching if it is the only way you can. Eventually, the practice will lead to better balance and grace, that you will be happy to share.



If I let it, my heart would ache and ache and there would be nothing else left of me for all the needless suffering based on stupid principles of what we call "economics" but is really some kind of horrid societal curse of blindness.



rules are an integral part of magic (as is naming, which is in a way a rule) -- we create what doesn't materially exist, such as groups and other relationships, by making boundaries that say: this is [ ] without these boundaries, everything just kind of mushes together



I wonder why Ron Paul has been so unobserved by the mainstream media.



ok, I think I'm starting to get it. All these people who complain Obama never says anything or hesitates too much, as here, I thought they just weren't paying attention. Apparently we have different definitions of "saying" or "specific answers". As a slowly thoughtful person myself, I understand that Obama is deeply considering and responding with nuanced complexity. The people who complain, however, are probably those who more easily engage in light conversation and expect short, direct, simple statements.



I have been having some long talks with myself about the kinds of status, security, belonging, even base safety needs that may exhibit as tight-armed (or other parts of the anatomy) righteousness. People talk about needing to fight for our freedoms, but we push those freedoms right out of our homes and neighborhoods and public places. What mainstream America really seems to want is our own straight and narrow fiefdom so we never have to worry because everyone fits right in to where we belong. We rant and expect the government to make it all right with laws and enforcements, small government without taxation of course. We want the schools to be injectors of morality, somehow fitting the knowledge necessary for high-paying jobs into squeezed-smaller minds. We want those who might threaten in their angry poverty or social confusion or misfit unpredictability to be thrown away.



Happiness is a mind thing, not a state of objective reality. I have recently thought about this, realizing I do not want at all times to be happy. Emotions are not only situation specific, but an important source of information and artistic inspiration. I enjoy all the emotions, each in their time. If I did want to be always happy, I could find that happy place in my mind and live there only. I'm more of an explorer.



I've have been meditating on finding that opening into the collective well of art/inspiration/dream imagery/polylinguistic possibilities. I do wonder what the walling off is about. Perhaps its that thing that happens of unconscious vulnerability when we don't remember our dreams but only murky bits, or when in the throes of ecstatic experience that fade away.



I was earlier today thinking that it is the common folks, the peasant class, who lose and yet admire and prop up their lords in an effort to maintain a world they have learned to expect.




I read Doris Lessing's The Golden Notebook so long ago now I only have a vague impression, though I know it was a transcendent experience at the time. One of the greatest books ever written, to my mind, is The Four-Gated City, which deeply yet so very accessibly explores ideas of identity, madness, relationships, family, and fantasy. It is not, though, an easy book to read in many ways. It demands commitment and openness of mind.



We do need to be more innovative about educational resources. I like the idea of the organic roof gardens -- for everyone, not just schools. I really like the idea of teaching kids outside of the classroom, where they can move around and explore. I am also in favor of regular exercise breaks, even just dancing around in the classroom. It is proven that exercise is good for keeping the brain active, alert.

It's true. We don't have to be slaves to the local public schools. Especially in these days, with so much knowledge available to anyone who can get access to the internet, if we have the will we can learn, and teach our kids, even create our own educational groups.



It is amazing the way people will see the same event differently based on our preconceptions. I am still having trouble getting my mind around people who continually harp on Obama having no real plans or answers or specifics. John McCain basically hopes it will all turn out well, gives anecdotes about his war experiences in Vietnam, and does his avuncular life of the party routine. Barack Obama gives clearly nuanced, thought-out responses and keeps reminding us that this is our country together, that we all have obligations to make it better. I fear for the lack of discerning ability among a meaningful percent of the American public.



Renewables, "alternatives" really are taking off. People who have been working on these ideas since the '70s finally have the incentive in the higher oil prices that have gotten the general attention. I am seeing all kinds of mainstream tv ads about alternative energy plans and technologies. This could easily be the dotcom boom of this decade solving energy issues and economic issues simultaneously, if only political posturing would get out of the way.

keep these ideas coming
don't let our planet die because we were too stubborn to be creative
the only reason we are on a fossil fuel economy is because that was the cheap and easy alternative chosen at the time of the industrial revolution
we are post-industrial
time to rethink energy commitments



I keep wondering, with all the advances in brain research and body/mind connection, why we don't have a simple method to break the pain connection.




If we stop to think about all the truly stupid, horrid, ridiculous and dangerous ways our so-called government works to undermine us, no wonder depression is rampant in the US.




Of course none of us like being taxed. [Personally I much more hate the yearly self-disclosure job, and would prefer to just be billed, but I digress.] On the other hand, most of us like to have the use of public works, public infrastructure, governmental agencies, and military might. Presumably these could be paid for by means other than taxation, but if taxation is the method we have agreed to use, taxes there will be. The rich obviously get a greater return on their tax investment than those who lack the resources to make much use of anything. They are also in a better position to pay more, even if only for a short career burst of time. Yes, saving and investment need to be better encouraged. Those who are wealthy have the option of paying for top advice and making good investment decisions. The encouragement needs to go to the barely making it, so they will gain the advantages of growing their resources and have more of a stake in the game. In terms of economic growth, we have become a consumer economy. That means that the more dollars going to the margins means more people have the means to be consumers, means more products will be consumed, greater economic advantages for all.

In terms of percentage of income, we are overtaxing the poor. There are many taxes other than "income tax." The wealthy get to pay for lawyers and
accountants so they can minimize their taxes. The poor get hit everywhere they look. Yet, it is more fair and useful to tax the wealthy. They are the ones that are getting most benefit from the structure provided by that tax income. A great many of the wealthy get there through inheritance, or at least growing up with the advantages of wealth to give them a leg very far up the ladder. Do you have any idea the discipline and effort it takes to be of the working poor, having to take on several jobs none of which give benefits, all of which pay poorly to do the most obnoxious work that no one wants to do? People struggling, and not even making it, living on the streets or in substandard housing, eating from dwindling food pantries or dumpsters or unhealthy fast and cheap foods, freezing for lack of funds to pay for heat, you get the idea, these people are not really benefiting from the great wealth of this nation. I believe the income tax was created for the Civil War, and subsequently brought back to pay for other wars, then for other programs, and so forth. It was not about thieving. It was because people wanted the programs and Congress wanted their votes. In any case, this is the system we are now living with. Fine, do away with all taxes altogether. Then we can look at other ways to do what we all need and want done as society. Probably we could find much better, more efficient methods. The resources that morally belong to all of us, and even more to the Earth itself, are being stripped, wasted, destroyed for a quick profit. That should be paid back. I don't want profiteers exploiting our resources. Economics needs to include the costs to the Earth, the general resources of those living here, the ability of laborers to maintain a healthy life, the ability of those coming up to get useful and comprehensive educations that they have the skills to do well, etc., and so forth. Maybe we could tax the resources directly, or license their use, for enough money to do away with taxes. There could be waives for use which is shown to be for the general good. People could use for profitable enterprise resources that they have helped to produce, or buy or license their use for fair value.



Rape is exploitation. It is dehumanizing in the service of a selfish demand for inappropriate power. It is dividing off humane feelings because a numb machine is so much more efficient at hoarding resources rather than let the natural flow allow all to succeed. It is pain wanting to produce more pain rather than looking for a cure.

Maybe this is why there is such a fear of gay soldiers: the rapists realizing that payback's a bitch.



In my experience, a child does not automatically get bestowed any rights. Rights generally come with responsibilities. We mostly get rights by being active citizens and having the power of the vote, if not other forms of social power.

I wish people who claim to have concern about human life really had concern about the living and not just the souls to give to their hungry lord. Why would anyone want to be born into such a mean-spirited world?



Child of man
glowing in the warm sunshine
rolling naked in the muddy rain
taking back the day and night to gain
a worthy place to stand
a world that's yours and mine
and billions strong
learning that living isn't wrong
when you play to the music
of our ever after song



I was just wondering about the people who claim to be Christians but forget about the mission of Christ. They quote from the worst of the angry OT god, fearing and kowtowing to him. Yet Christ was given to man as sort of an apology for the excesses of that pre-Christ time. The OT time was violent, angry, about slaves freeing themselves and building a new world separate from the others of their time. There were many unfortunate results in the psyche of these tribes. Christ is sent to say, turn away from these old teachings. Life on Earth is meant to be about Love, not Hatred, if we are to create the Kingdom here for mankind.



There are none so blind as those who insist on looking through a distorted lens.



We are no longer free to travel throughout our country. It is no longer our own, but owned by the terrormongers, not Islamic Jihadists but US Neocon Crusaders. Looking at the political landscape of the early 21st Century, China, Russia, Iran, North Korea, we're all caught up in a worldwide fascist alliance.



Last hours in the sun
tasting ecstasies, agonies, peace and pain
trailing like fading rays
on glory's highway
fading from memory
into eternity

life on Neptune

Neptunian Sun

Grey sparkling polyester
veiling sunlight to tiny rainbow
wavicles
projecting an eternal movieshow
Sometimes I know where
the plot goes, over rockcandy
mountains,
under champagne waterfalls
between idle fantasy and
speculation
Shadows dance,
flicker like candle flame
Points hot and cool,
dappling patterns
Enhanced, processed
we are art
Left to our own itinerant vices
we are madness
a safety valve
between worlds

(c) August 17, 2008 Laurie Corzett/libramoon



Marketplace

In the agora
we bargain
for trinkets,
lush silk,
poignant spices,
drama and mysteries
from afar
Veiled spirits scurry
spread toxic honeysuckle,
sweet death and resurrection
Stalls of forms proliferate
Zombie, Vampire, Were Creature,
Human, Deity
Vendors calling wares
voices blending enchantments
In the agora, lost forever
choose well
how you spend your days

(c) August 16, 2008 Laurie Corzett/libramoon

Hiroshima

Hiroshima

Peace
Fight for peace
Give our sacred honor
arrows flying
piercing armor
piercing amor, pride in
full measure
Feeling wrath, revenge,
mortal fear, coiling
paranoia
bayonet strong
Toddlers at play,
unarmed, unwary
skeletally still
bared secrets slipping
from space and time
Scorching pinprick holes
in heaven's fabric
petrified souls thrust into
premature rebirth
Hellfire ripped from metaphor
rends scream-echoing
palpable texture,
daring phantoms,
death's brigade
Crying "Peace!"
-- unheeded command
because real glory
belongs to destruction

(c) August 6, 2008 Laurie Corzett/libramoon