sharing and revealing

Why aren't people taking over these foreclosed houses and renting them out legitimately. Home prices are down, rentals up because so many people who lost their homes now have to rent. Where are the real capitalists?



I was just musing about this to-square and saw the Saturn in Libra energy as grounding the Uranus in Aries electrical outthrust, each a reaction to the Pluto in Capricorn shifting of the foundations. Saturn exalted in Libra could provide the kind of just social framework to pull the shift together for the kind of positive outcome you seem to envision.



Nader, Ron Paul and other idealistic candidates know they are providing a serious public service using the opportunity of candidacy to put forth arguments and ideas not addressed by those who need to keep a large constituency to actually win the office. They are providing more of a balance to the overall body politic who tend to wing out in competitive rhetoric and lose sight of the very basis of democracy as diverse groups working out common policies to keep us all moving in a useful direction as a nation.

I agree there is a rift between those who want authority to keep everyone in line and those who want the greatest possible liberty. Saturn v. Uranus. The reality is that we need a good mix of both to have needed changes and maintain a backbone of structure within which to usefully employ innovation.



To get away from early election coverage, I was watching a July book event with George Lakoff on C-Span2 this afternoon. He brought up a point I have been thinking about since. The reason we really like a candidate is not about their positions on issues. It is because of the mirror neurons that cause us unconsciously to feel empathy. He said when we see Obama we feel the calm and self-assurance he feels within ourselves. That is why we feel good about him and what he says.



I was just watching Nova (PBS) telling me about how the Bible was
created. It was just a bunch of folks trying to become a people.
We're folks too. We can figure out how to be a better people.



It's not the drinks or the guns that do the stupid stuff. There is no way to keep monkeys from playing with the dangerous stuff. But, you know what works with monkeys? Peer pressure. And ridicule. And, of course, getting burnt when they play too close to fire.



I find the best way to edit is to get far enough away from the piece so as to be reading it as an objective audience. You know what works when you read it.



Money itself is a fraud.



My understanding is that Bush could do a wholesale pardon against criminal prosecution within US courts, but that international war criminal charges may still apply, as well as civil actions. However, I could be wrong: don't quote me on this. In fact, if you have better info., let me know.



I get totally obsessed with a character, learn all I can about them, live with them as a parallel reality until they are like true old friends. As I have a strong background in astrology, I create astrological charts for them which helps me to keep in mind exactly who they are.



The American electorate were exhorted by the candidate whom they voted in as President Elect to take back our country. A President is not a God. He is a leader of a country full of people who must all be part of the change if it is to happen and be a change for good.



You are always being exactly who you are. It takes a lifetime to learn your life.



I have been more irritated than usual lately by that tactic of stating some mess of words as if obvious incontrovertible fact. Then, when one thinks a second and quite reasonably asks what they mean by that, or if they have considered some alternative point the response is an emotional "blat!" somewhere between exasperation and hatred.



You are resentful of being treated like "white" instead of like you. Replace you with person of your choice, replace white with characteristic of your choice.


Obviously the safe haven idea is very badly needed. So many kids get thrown away, living as best they can on the streets, usually by prostitution. For whatever reason, and they may be well justified, there are parents who can't care for their children. A caring society would have places where these kids could be safe.



Anyone can be a racist. But why would you want to?



The point of separating Church and State (or as earlier expressed by a certain pre-Christian that of God's and that of Caesar's) was instituted in our Constitution to protect religion from state, to demand that there be no official mandated religion.



Do you believe in the ways of the wicca? There is nothing bad or wrong with such beliefs. Do you believe in the Christian faith? Whose Christian faith? For that matter, whose Wicca ways? Look into yourself. What do YOU believe? "And ye harm none, do what ye will."



It came out so clearly in the arguments around this week's election that here in the US we have been doing a terrible job of teaching our young people what they need to know to be good citizens. I do believe that was the argument for public schooling in the new republic.

If these silly Americans would learn English and American History they would not need to be so afraid of words and political concepts. We really do have to improve American education.



It is hardly a weakness to explore new ways of expression. It is a strength of mind and character. There are a great many religious traditions in the world. It can be fascinating to learn about them. There is no need to take on any traditional faith. You can (you do, you know) believe what YOU believe.



Maybe, if we're good, after all the hoopla and divisive angry exclamations we will eventually realize that we are not enemies, that it is not about one way or another, but that to be successful we need the whole country, each of us working in our own genre. We need the breakthrough new ideas and the old tried and true, a secure structure within which innovation can be usefully developed. Remember, you can't fly with just one wing. To get anywhere we want to go, we need the balance, the whole bird.



What to do with your life? Live it. Life is what happens while we're making plans which often never come to fruition.



"Why all the petty bickerings and mean spirits? Is it that people think we are owed treasure we do not create together?"

from Persephone's journal




Notice how they want every woman to pay for her sexual activity by forced pregnancy to term, but complain bitterly about the irresponsibility of people who have kids they can't afford to support.



Words like "conservative" and "liberal" have been so twisted by interest groups as to have derived meanings totally disparate with their original intent. It's no wonder we seem to be so often speaking at cross purposes.



What about that great socialist President (General) Eisenhower? Do you have any idea what the top tax rate was in the conservative's paradisiacal 50s?



not brave flying wing
I am conscious inner eye
scanning the landscape

neon elephant's dream

Neon Elephant's Dream

The bubble bursts
throwing us into wakening
Neon elephant, released,
trumpets: abandon hope,
all ye, all ye
Cast upon cold, raging seas
Melting ice
jagged, threatening
drown or be pierced through
Damn that trumpeting
loud and out of tune
Neon elephant slurps floating
ice cap tasting of
polar bear and cool jazz
Muffled notes of alarm
deny the dream,
long abandoned to
holding out hopeful arms
crying for salvation
Shiny soap bubbles
slippery laughter
treasure and sad, sad lives
slipping under
Neon tons
pierced by hungry ice shards
brief angry red screams
call mindless sharks to frenzy
Top of the food chain to ya.
Sleep -- the world spins out
from under
Awake, crashing through chaos
Neon elephant trumpets,
plays the blues

(c) Laurie Corzett/libramoon 10/20/08

Libra Candles

Fragments

A very straight and narrow
infrastructure
humming, running,
in elegant alacrity
The rest is fringe land
gloriously free
Jumble, tumble play
Exuberant celebration
Ungrounded rambling
Flights of fantastic splendor
Played to the limits of
acquiescence
melting in the center of
structured performance
Dancing outward for a spell
until drowsy and spent
gently crawling back to center
nesting in sensible routine
Touchstone, relay continuation
Stimulation and reflection and
their progeny
Here, on the vast open fringe
we don't stand on ceremony
We dance each to our own drum
Sweet interweaving rhythm



Just a vision
Cast out of stagnant time
translated by a mime
intent on derision
Yet entranced
by sights sublime
Unveiled,
caught beyond expectation
outside rifts of generation
tasting of sea, earth and sky
Just a vision echoing by
cleansed through dye-clearing tears
glistens, then disappears
as they dry


In word work
the hard part
isn't the writing
It's the figuring out
what to say
out of the vast variety
of what could be said
Out of the ether, the ethos
(where invisible black holes
suck out time, space, memory)
words adhere to musings, to
blocks of conversation,
combining imagination with
voices externally real
Caught in the interstitial web
coherent sequences
vowels and consonants
subject, adjectives, verbs
cut from the endless stream
pasted on the printed page

(c) Laurie Corzett/libramoon 9/27/08



Raising Hell

Not true sacred magick.
Cynical sleight of hand
turns sweat and dreams,
lives of desperation
into neat bundles of greed.
But the pain burns through
not content to be twisted
into fast cars, high-stakes games,
brilliant careers in glad-handing.
It wants its payment.
False wizards of arrogant charm
play with chthonic forces
more angry and deadly than flame.
Unaware of the cursed seeds
they cultivate,
now strangling life force from below.
Unsupervised children
playing with matches,
grizzled and gray as some may appear,
laughing at the bright spectacle
as homes burn.
The balance is always paid.
Magick is never free.
Will the lesson ever sink in?
Be careful what you conjure.

(c) October 2, 2008 Laurie Corzett/libramoon



Prediction

The question is of
the moment.
Playing out narrative
serial stories strung
fully in tune with the moment,
resonating with immediate energies
into a layered frame.
There is no future.
Past is but prologue.
We are spinning wheels and looms.
Each processing growing into
the next, never completed.
Within the sacred crystal
of the moment
question and answer merge,
synthesize eternity.


I hold a ball of fire
in my palm
behind my eyes
consuming me
engulfed in flaming pain
crackling frame-dissolving
into ember
into sparks
igniting hair and lashes
Yet out of ash
always renewed
ready to burn again
I can't sleep for the light
find respite from agony
I am consumed
atom by atom
then realigned to play again
at disintegration
Towers fall carrying
their servant's blood
and sinew stripped from angry life,
terror, torture.
Imagine burning stars
fire sprites twisting, evolving,
given form and awareness
low-wage jobs, small talk;
they woo and reproduce,
fall into regulated line.
Over millennia memories lose shape;
days lose their charm, become mundane.
Consumption means something different
from disease or connection.
Embers rearrange, form scary bits
of insight, inspiration,
pinpoint bright,
urgently burning.


Sorrow, numbing ice, inconsolate
pain too profound to acknowledge.
Vultures circle, maggots feast.
Blood-sucking parasites
imbibe sacrificial delight,
leering, sneering, snarling, slavering.
Your servants so eager for your favor
fatten themselves for slaughter.

(c) October 7, 2008 Laurie Corzett/libramoon



Red-Blooded

Let's talk about this.
Exactly what are we afraid of?
Different skins, different thoughts?
"These people are not like us."
Nor we like them.
Legends say we fear
and fight the barbarians.
A receding panorama
of battle upon battle.
Millennia of genocide
proudly proclaimed.
We must be strong warriors,
rough, sharp, explosive,
valiantly a barricade barrage
protecting Our valued and values
from Their predation.
Lines must be drawn clearly.
Womanly, childish fuzzy vulnerability
cast far behind, confined to
defended shelters
kept at bay with bitter laughter,
raucous play.
These patterns built up over
generations serve us well,
minimizing weakening contamination.

(c) October 10, 2008 Laurie Corzett/libramoon


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balancing act

meditating on
imaginal nature plays
swept into current



I am considering starting a campaign (or finding one to join) of "Vote for Anyone But the Incumbent" if our so-called representatives sell us out to Wall Street.

I checked out my state info. and found out who I can vote for instead of the ingrates who voted for the "bail-out" despite my letters of warning and thousands of others.




What I don't see pointed out is that during the Clinton years the agencies were working. The economy was thriving. A bubble got out of hand when it should have been reigned in, but that doesn't mean the policies weren't useful in their time. It was this most recent administration that were asleep at the wheel who allowed this crash.





It was about 35 minutes into the debate. McCain was obliquely
responding to Obama's budgetary prioritization in light of the
devastation of the bail-out debacle. One of those priorities for
Obama was his healthcare plan to help most Americans to afford health
insurance regardless of their employers' policies. McCain ignored
the main question of budgetary restraint in this instance (he
addressed it earlier by condemning "earmarks"). Instead he attacked
Obama's healthcare plan (which has nothing to do with a
governmentally controlled oversight of services) and insisted
families and physicians have control over healthcare decisions
without interference from the federal government. Thus, I
interpreted his sentiment as agreeing with the pro-choice position.
*facetious comment*



if we accept the label of "maverick" as generally used, it only means one who follows one's own path in contraindication to the herd. It has nothing to do with reform or even doing anything better than the herd. In the case of Senator McCain, I believe it is a reference to his belligerent nature -- not the kind of temperament to rule wisely, justly, or even sanely.



I get so sick of people saying we are against the "bailout" because
we don't understand. I understand perfectly well that this was an
ill-thought-out plan rushed into legislation which does not address
the issues that caused or could cure the situation. I will not be
voting to reinstall my representatives who so clearly ignored my
pleas for a more measured understanding of the situation.



The stated problems supposedly addressed by this bill could be solved much more cheaply and surely mostly with powers already held by the Fed. I heard (though haven't checked out officially) that even that raise in FDIC could have been accomplished without Congressional intervention. I think this mess is being given to Congress because it is known they don't have the financial expertise and will vote to what they see as their political advantages. Get them scared enough that they will be on the line if the economy goes nuclear and they'll find a way to do as bidden by the finance guys. This way when this half-assed plan fails, the blame can be spread around, while the toxic assets get to be passed from the gamblers who created them into the responsibility of the rest of us.



We all have to have a fair stake in the commonwealth to make an economic-social system that works.



To my simplistic mind it seems as though we went through a long season of Saturn opp. Neptune in which reality slipped through a bubble. Now as Saturn moves opposite to Uranus, we get the rude awakening.



I see no good reason not to take people as they are, to accept the truth they offer, without needing to label them as symptomatic. If someone is suffering due to a dysfunctional imbalance between their perceptions of what is and the norm, it seems to me that is an area where education and communication can be useful.



I often wonder what draws some people toward clinical practice. As you indicate, often the so-called professional is not so well-hinged themselves.



Does anyone remember in the robust, halcyon 50s when the world was wonderful and the great Republican General Eisenhower was in charge, what the highest taxation rate was in the US?



the insurance industry is actually making our lives and property less safe.



I have no reason to believe that any religion is more correct than any other. My argument is with the poor practitioners who attempt to use their religion or religious differences as an excuse for violent conflict, often in direct contradiction to the original precepts of their code.



It is elitist, to my mind, to put down someone who is trying to do a good job because they do not fit the image you want to impose.



I see nothing wrong with labeling fascist or socialist or communist style politics. This is no more an insult than using the terms conservative or liberal, which are so often used contrary to actual meaning.




Much worse than people who worked to right wrongs and may have gone too far out of frustration, people who cynically invoke words like "patriotism" and "terrorism" to promote their own ambitions.



GIGO has a corollary of self-selecting information based on one's own precepts and predilections. It happens with any form of media, in all historic instances. People complain about the dumbing down properties of tv when we watch "reality" and hype. Yet, we can choose to watch programming which is enlightening. Even more so with internet derived information.



keep moving and wear layers. Long underwear and wool socks are so wonderful. Even keeping the heat at a lower level cuts down, or closing off the rooms not being used, insulating windows, floors, walls with fabric, rugs. Flannel sheets do make a big difference



it is not only the devil that remakes scripture to fit his taste. I wish the fundamentalists would really read their books and get back to the fundamentals of true religious teachings, not about petty fashion statements but about how best to be human.



According to what I understand about Jesus' message (peace, love, brotherhood, throwing the money changers out of the Temple, you know the drill) a great many people who profess to be Christian haven't got a clue as to what that means.



so much unknown, unsaid, uncomprehended
essential atmosphere surrounds
allowing breath of life
automatic, unnoted expression



The problem with guilt by association? 6 degrees of separation and common dna links us all.

Isn't it wonderful how agents of the Grand Old Party keep hitting the opposition with the brush of their own wrongs. It's better than Doublespeak. Just listen to what they are ranting on about the other side's bad acts to know where to look for their own miscreant tactics.

I had heard a great deal about ACORN's good works years ago, so was quite surprised that they were suddenly being portrayed as more or less agents of evil. Amazing how complicated situations get broken down into vilifying soundbites.

I checked on Acorn at Wikipedia (including the commentary). This is a hot air storm in a tiny cup of tea.

This nonissue about nonpeople getting registered to in no way be able to vote because they don't actually exist, is being misused to ramp up actual denial of voting rights to legitimate voters through a variety of barriers in predominately Democratic communities. There is always method to their madness.



It's so painfully sick and sad. At a time when we need to pull together, we have people who work to their own ends by picking us apart. I feel like these people are living back in the '60s trying to erase the counter-culture gains in freedom and diversity. They subvert all the messages of love and community to divide and conquer with a message of aggressive hate.



You people make me so tired. You can't do anything helpful. You just want to promote hate.



Cute and cuddly small-town gal
But strident, with something to say:
"You will listen and obey! For my God
is an awesome God who has given
you such a winsome Leader."
A businesswoman and a breeder
packaged and priced to sell.



I just saw Obama on tv, from some fundraiser, admitting he was not born in the US, or even on Earth. He is an illegal alien from some planet called Krypton.



ok, let's go over this one more time. A "liberal" is one who agrees with the classic philosophical position that the rights and freedoms of the individual trump the interests of the state when these are in conflict. The United States of America was created by liberals to be a liberal state. Those who blanketly talk trash about someone being "liberal" is either ignorant or anti-freedom. This is not putting such folks down, but merely stating the literal truth.



This is underscoring the reason why the abortion issue is so divisive. If one truly believes the life of the unborn innocent is more important than the health of the mother who would presumably be responsible to care for said innocent once it is born, one is in effect promoting the bare fact of birth as the hallmark of life. The "right to life" is very narrowly defined. The right is to get dumped into the world to live or die or suffer horribly until dying, not what we "liberals" understand to be life.

The US Constitution says absolutely nothing about abortion, which is as it should be. Such medical decisions have no place being regulated by government at all. The 4th Amendment "Right to Privacy" theory is what the Supreme Court based its decision in Roe v. Wade on. However, many say that this was a flawed decision, not because it affirmed a right to choose, but because the legal arguments are not well laid out. Again, this is no province for government. The correct Supreme Court decision for this case, in my opinion, would be to state that very clearly. It's about being able to make our own decisions about our own bodies -- not privacy as such, but personal integrity. It is very dangerous to legislate in these areas. For instance, look at the drug laws which have been used to lock up those perceived as social misfits, which is apparently a vast percentage of our society according to the numbers of prisoners who have had their rights abrogated for nonviolent personal choices.

No one is saying anyone should be killed or not be born. This is about expectant mothers' choices in their special circumstances, whatever those may be.

It continues to amaze me that the so-called party of fiscal conservatism and individual freedom so incredibly stomps on their stated core values. 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.



"Love with us, sister,
take our tales into your soul."
A strong breath of sea air
carries me onward
into the chill of life.



I gave up on the NYT as any kind of reliable reportage when they went along with the whole we need to invade Iraq insanity.



Totally expected this nervousness at starting something new. Do you meditate? Deep breaths, yes, very important, and maybe some soothing music if available (even from memory); take yourself to a quiet peaceful place in your mind and teach yourself the warrior wisdom of moving effortlessly through the jungle.



Finding that balance, that place where the income/outgo works not so much financially or socially but internally emotionally, that is a special kind of wealth.



Breathe in the music
Air to the soul




Fantasy dinner party guests:

Doctor Who - look at the stories he has to tell!

Valentine Michael Smith (from Heinlein's "Stranger in a Strange Land") - to get an offworld perspective, and apparently he was quite hot.

Tom Robbins - my favorite fiction author; I would love to get into a deep conversation with him about his philosophical views and how he makes his words do that

Sappho - talk about your marvelously talented maverick! We could all get into quite a philosophical/metaphysical discussion

Amy Goodman (from Democracy Now) - the best interviewer I have seen. She could definitely get a lot more from my guests than I to really open up the conversation

Michelle Obama - a truly refreshing, intelligent, modern view from a woman of vast experience in living through these millennial times



a contemplative muse
just write for dreaming
scheming to create a dance
of syllables and fancy

Raising Hell

Not true sacred magick.
Cynical sleight of hand
turns sweat and dreams,
lives of desperation
into neat bundles of greed.
But the pain burns through
not content to be twisted
into fast cars, high-stakes games,
brilliant careers in glad-handing.
It wants its payment.
False wizards of arrogant charm
play with chthonic forces
more angry and deadly than flame.
Unaware of the cursed seeds
they cultivate,
now strangling life force from below.
Unsupervised children
playing with matches,
grizzled and gray as some may appear,
laughing at the bright spectacle
as homes burn.
The balance is always paid.
Magick is never free.
Will the lesson ever sink in?
Be careful what you conjure.

(c) October 2, 2008 Laurie Corzett/libramoon

say "NO!" to bail-out mania

I don't get why they are pointing fingers as if not passing this ridiculous bill were a bad thing. Those who voted against it should be shouting their victory as representatives of the massive voice of the people who have been calling and writing to demand this nonsense be defeated.

It's nothing but panic. That's the way gamblers work all too often. But look, the corrections are happening. Investors are investing in what they perceive to be the safer courses. Trade goes up and down as it is meant to. I think these people who talk about capitalism often don't know what that word means.

This is not anything but manufactured panic and consequent reactions. Stocks and other securities are still being traded. For all the money lost, money is being made. Companies with assets are buying companies with debits at a bargain. Housing prices are way down. Oil prices are dropping. If you can remain calm while all about you are running around like headless chickens come home to roost, this is not a crisis but an opportunity. For all of us on the low end of the economic scale, it has been bad and will no doubt get worse before it gets better. Now is the time to get out of the mainstream mindset of panic and find creative ways to make our lives work better individually, in our homes and in our communities.

It's not about who is to blame but about not making a bad situation much worse. People complain about how little money we have to stretch. Where do we think the $700 billion or more would come from? Does Congress have that money lying around? It would seriously devalue the dollar to give that much imaginary credit to the investment bankers. It is exactly the people who are barely making it who would fall off the edge. Then the government has a perfect excuse to get rid of social programs because there is no money for them.

I am all for anyone who will put reigns on this incredibly stupid and anti-democratic bail-out plan. It grieves me that the Democrats appear to be so much for it, but then look at how they have ignored the pleas of the people who voted them in for the change we're not getting.

It appears that most Americans want nothing to do with this "bailout." Amazingly we have the Socialists agreeing with the Conservatives that this is a very bad idea indeed. Yet, Congress seems determined to go ahead with some minor adjustments. When did Congress decide the will of the people no longer matters?

This whole economic "crisis" appears to me to be part of a last grab attempt for the outgoing Bush administration to rip off whatever they can from this country before they're gone. It continues to amaze me that the leaders of the so-called party of fiscal conservatism and individual freedom so incredibly stomps on their stated core values.

My understanding of the US financial market is that we have the Fed, which is not a governmental agency but rather a consortium of bankers, which lends money to financial institutions for them to in turn lend to businesses and others seeking financing. Then, there is the stock market in which businesses offer shares to investors in return for operating capital. I have heard on the tv network I am now defaulting to, Bloomberg, that people are investing vast sums in 0% interest Treasury Notes because they are looking for a safe place to put their money. So, what's the "crisis"? It sounds like a political soundbite to increase fear and lower rationality to me.

The only real cure for the scourge of the "too big to fail" monsters is small, local trade based on our own economic realities.

In this time when the failure of the over-the-top wealth destroyers gets all the attention and all the bailing, we people who actually do the work and keep the country going will have to help each other with our own bailing.

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.

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.

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

Congress ought to demand unbundled mortgages be sold at bargain basement prices to local financial institutions and groups then required to work out equitable arrangements with homeowners/residents to keep them in those homes. This is how it should have been, mortgages held by community lenders who have a stake in keeping the community healthy and the authority to work out compromise arrangements with their customers.

http://www.thedailyshow.com/full-episodes/index.jhtml?episodeId=186045

http://sanders.senate.gov/petitions/?petition=Financial_Crisis_1

http://www.americanprogress.org/issues/2008/08/bushonomics.html


http://docs.google.com/TeamPresent?docid=ddp4zq7n_0cdjsr4fn&skipauth=true&pli=1

http://www.counterpunch.org/martens09202008.html

http://www.ft.com/cms/s/0/9973c5b0-8a6d-11dd-a76a-0000779fd18c.html

http://socialistaotearoa.blogspot.com/2008/09/financial-meltdown-why-capitalism-is-in.html

http://www.michaelmoore.com/words/message/index.php?id=235

http://www.oftwominds.com/blogsept08/destruction9-08.html

What Crisis? a.k.a. Creative Destruction Is The Beating Heart of Capitalism

http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-9050474362583451279 Money as Debt

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