Far Away and Far Behind

Reason has it

You are first

You’re the starbound

I’m the worst

From the mountain

See my kind

Far below and far behind

Always been this way

It seems

Orders from the thrones of kings

Build the tower

Chains that bind those

far below and far behind

Still the race was from the start

Between the head and in the heart

Now it seems we turn around

And head toward that flowered ground

To find our place has been reversed

Those who where last

Are now the first

So wait in joyful gratitude

For spring in lower latitudes

To not do so would be unkind

so far away and far behind

Sure

Sure

You know

Certitude

It comes and goes

Authenticity

Is something different

It will make allowances

For all the faults that we have left

And found us wanting in deep regret

the only thing I know is true for now

Ears to Here

The language of my backyard poplar tree cannot be translated into English.  

At least not by me.

I understand a French poet tried it long ago.  Tho’ I don’t know if he was translating Poplar.  It could have been Oak or Elm.

“Lovely” was the word he left us with. Maybe that is the best we can do. Something always gets lost in translation.

Just went crazy

Just went crazy

And flew off the shelf

With this version of my better self

Guess the reason says psychology

Is a case of bad identity

Still I’m trying

And I just don’t see

How this thing is just a fantasy

So hold, hold , hold onto me now

Don’t sacrifice my sacred cow

Just wait, wait, wait, please wait and see

My next new self is one to please

I’m working hard

And paid my dues

I’ve spent my time

To see it through

But you just pay me steel bars

And say my efforts went to far

But hold, hold , hold onto me now

Don’t sacrifice my sacred cow

Just wait, wait, wait, please wait and see

My next new self is sure to please

Cause I Just went crazy

And flew off the shelf

With this version of my better self

Guess the reason says psychology

Is a case of bad identity

Still I’m trying

And I just don’t see

How this thing is just a fantasy

Just a fantasy

Just a fantasy

Just a… fan ta see

Make Her a Movie

The lines to the food drop

Wind long through the woods

The hulks of the armor

Now rust where they stood

A clump on a black street

The middle of day

Smoke in the background

A house is ablaze

The child she is holding

Is withered and

grey

They say it just happened

It Happened today

Make her a movie

Or a sad novelette

Show her as fake news

On the Daily Gazette 

Drape her in diamonds

And lift up her heels

Make her a hero

Just don’t make her real

Put her on Broadway

Her name bathed in lights

Make it her debut

A record first night

turn off the darkness

And hear our appeal 

Make her a big star

Just don’t make her real

At least she’s a story

That’s one step away

She may be a fiction

Just written today

It may be a mercy

A mercy to me

To see her on tv

Not dead in the street

So Make her a movie

Or a sad novelette

Show her as fake news

On the Daily Gazette 

Drape her in diamonds

And lift up her heels

Make her a hero

Just don’t make her real

The power of fear

If something is rooted in fear, it doesn’t matter if is true or false; it will spread like an all consuming fire. Fear is like a fission atom bomb, it creates great destructive energy through division of the smallest parts. So too, one person who is fearful can rapidly spread the fear to others , regardless of which side that person is on.

Free Speech

What we call free speech really means having the freedom to speak in opposition to whatever you consider wrong/your enemy/injustice.  It is to have an opposite or alternative view the speaker believes is “better/truer” than the prevailing view. True freedom of speech is to support everyone/everything and not be in opposition to anyone/anything.  It is not constrained by its “rightness/wrongness.”  It does not have enemies because it is all things to all people.   It is “both/and” speech.  It says, “Yes!” to everyone and everything.  It gains nothing in the “winning” sense, because it has everything in every sense and “losing” is not part of its algorithm.

Fear Rules the World

Even a brief look at our media, television, newsfeeds and games brings us to the realization that most of our communication is fear based.  We are bombarded with fear of the future in our politics (what will happen if they are in control?), our personal lives (what will happen if I am not successful?) and our community lives (what will happen if they move into the neighborhood?).  It constantly asks the question, “What if I lose what I have, or what if I am not able to get what I want?”  Behind that feeling of fear/dread those questions usually lurk.

But what if we just observed those feelings in a non-judgemental way rather than becoming those feelings (eg “I am afraid.”)?  Try it, a noticeable peace may present itself to you.