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the warring will always be with us


Moon

Moon (Photo credit: shahbasharat)

 

 

 

some people
always some people

the warmongers will be with us always

some people
like death and destruction
killing of innocents

“they blowed up good!  they blowed up real good!”

well, hey!  you know what?
you wanna keep your warring ways
and blow shit up

keep it to yourselves
find a neutral ground
fuck
go to the Moon or Mars if you have to

but leave us “innocent” peace loving folks alone

 

why do you worry so?


Don't Be Happy... Just Worry

Don’t Be Happy… Just Worry (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

 

not just the precipice
we peer over expectantly
waiting
there is peace in the light
but also in the darkness
peace
is where you find it
find yourself
not ruminating
over things that have no matter
nothing
nothing has matter
so why do you worry so?

 

reading of this poem on SoundCloud

 

 

 

grist


grist for the military machine
foolish little boy dreams
of glory on some forgotten battlefield
as if freedom demands the blood
of those that love it

perhaps one day
war will be a fading memory
among those taught
freedom begs a better way

Lay off my quadrant, Gumbytron!


Una hembra de hamster ruso

Una hembra de hamster ruso (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

The Jehovanator had gotten pretty up tight over the millenia, having been confined to this backwater sector of a minor Galaxy.  He especially didn’t like other gods muscling in on his territory.  He had pressed the “smite” button on the followers of a few minor gods who were trying to get a foothold in his franchise on more than one occasion.

 

This Gumbytron was gonna be a problem though. She was insidious. She would do stuff for Beings she had no hand in creating and not expect anything in return. He looked at it as a sort of “loss leader.” You know give out some free stuff until you can get your foothold in a market, then when they’re hooked, hit them with the worship and sacrifice shtick. He had seen it before.

 

But, the Jehovanator had completely misread Gumbytron’s intentions.  Her mission with the Hamster planet of Snadragon had taught her a few things about sentient beings.  She had watched the fear that the human population lived in from their designated god.  That the people of the planet still found joy in their existence was a tribute to the human spirit and not a reflection of anything the Jehovanator had done for the local population.

 

The cycle for one small planet in the sector presented an opening for Gumbytron.  Earth had been sequestered since the end of the last ice age with a probability randomizer and was unable to send or receive signals to any of the other populated planets in the sector.  Because of this, most of the humans sincerely believed that they were alone in the cosmos and that maybe the info the Jehovanator had planted with his pyrotechnics and smiting was all there was to know about human history.   The randomizer had start losing its phase response in the year 1994 of the major Earth Calendar and people were already plotting transdimensional grids in a few of the larger Earth settlements.

 

The phase response fluctuations would come and go but were fairly predictable.  Gumbytron had sent Agnew to Earth in 1963 to prepare a transition point for the Hamster People so they could open trade negotiations with the aboriginal peoples of the planet.  There were of course many alien seeded species on the planet that would have to be avoided.  They usually had agendas that were contrary to hamster principles.

 

Gumbytron had taught the hamsters of Snadragon many things that the Jehovanator had withheld from his created beings.  She knew that once she had lifted a spirit from the vacuum of non-existence there were really only two ways to control its ultimate destiny.  Through love or through fear.  The path of love would, of course, create beings of infinite potential that would learn that their bodies were merely a tool for the expression of the great Spirit on the lowest plane of existence.   The teachings she passed on to the hamsters through her many incarnations empowered them to teach their offspring that more could be achieved with cooperation than with competition.

 

Not that competition was useless, but that because of the transitory nature of the physical vessel, more could be achieved by the accumulation of wisdom than by the keeping of secrets.  New insights that even Gumbytron was surprised by were constantly being revealed in the woven mythos of Snadragon.

 

to be continued

 

a renunciation


a renunciation

i will not celebrate
another year of war mongering
another year of fake news to keep me programmed and docile
i will not celebrate
another year of slavery to an unsustainable system

let the cliffs come
let Malthus have his Day
the status quo is killing me
it may sustain my carcass
but my Spirit has had it

be Patient?
i have been patient my whole life
it is time to take my Staff, my Book, my Helmet and Kazoo
and cast my own Future

and if that leaves me
sitting Alone, frozen
on an Asteroid going anywhere
pondering a Coke booger
I once drew from my left nostril
(Oh holy Magnificent Coke Booger)
for a Thousand years of Peace

i’m on my way
gladly

in my crystalline state
i will learn who i am
and how to dream
and my Friends
i will see you in those dreams
in Peace

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