I am sure of this.
No one is ever as confident as they seem, or as they perceive themselves to be.
We all have flaws known & unknown.
We all have hopes & goals left unfullfilled.
We all have fears & doubts that have as much if not more to do with how we govern our lives than we believe.
each piece she's torn from the whole she gathers up to organize in a way that makes sense... A discussion point where ideas, articles, and stories that contain much of what you want and need to become aware of the existing corrupt reality we are experiencing and of ways to solve them...
Wednesday, October 6, 2004
Order of Things In Chaos
So many of us are afraid to questîon those in charge especially when their authority is questionable & without right, when it is we who put them there. Imagine how much more placid & persuaded we would be if the danger of unquestioned authority were not so evident. It can be so easy. One in authority need not round up the populace to prevent dissent. We lock ourselves in our homes with obese inducing foods & inane television entertainment that works just as well to keep us in our place. Our jail keepers are television channels & networks of moribund entertainment, these modern subversive, subconscience icons of misinformation & passive entertainment give us what we want most, to be comforted like children, to be coddled & quelled, a stacis that so conveniently, whether deliberate or not, keeps us from thinking for ourselves, & questioning those in control.
Tuesday, October 5, 2004
Out on A Limb
Kerry by A Landslide!!!!!!
I dare say, I do. Republicans voting for Kerry. No way. But in a way, yes. By not voting. So many Republicans support the party, but not the man. An embarrassing President. A man who should be equally as smart as the rest of us, if not more so, but is not. Between the large numbers of new Democratic registrations and those Republicans who in incredible excess will not vote at all, we will have a Kerry landslide. Some say they're not voting for a President, but for the Presidents Cabinet. Yeah, really, I've heard that. Does that make any sense? Vote not for The President, but for his subordinates? I don't think so.
I dare say, I do. Republicans voting for Kerry. No way. But in a way, yes. By not voting. So many Republicans support the party, but not the man. An embarrassing President. A man who should be equally as smart as the rest of us, if not more so, but is not. Between the large numbers of new Democratic registrations and those Republicans who in incredible excess will not vote at all, we will have a Kerry landslide. Some say they're not voting for a President, but for the Presidents Cabinet. Yeah, really, I've heard that. Does that make any sense? Vote not for The President, but for his subordinates? I don't think so.
Welcome to The Slaughterhouse
each day passes as the last
and the next.
a sea of bobbing heads hobble forward,
sure of purpose,
unaware of the doubt that guides them,
the cement of perceived sanity they walk on.
forever on a quest for reason and truth of purpose,
a path strewn with the waste of past,
lost dreams spent,
run over by reality and left like roadkill,
to dry in the sun.
rhythm, sound, light and motion,
permeate blankets of warm metaphor,
that which we accept to be reality.
we stride forward in kind,
step by step,
whittled down to a single file,
toward a black hole of expectation,
hope and desire,
the hammer of reality awaits
to crash down upon us and reveal our innermost,
crimson bright and chunky,
spilt out on the slaughterhouse floor.
and the next.
a sea of bobbing heads hobble forward,
sure of purpose,
unaware of the doubt that guides them,
the cement of perceived sanity they walk on.
forever on a quest for reason and truth of purpose,
a path strewn with the waste of past,
lost dreams spent,
run over by reality and left like roadkill,
to dry in the sun.
rhythm, sound, light and motion,
permeate blankets of warm metaphor,
that which we accept to be reality.
we stride forward in kind,
step by step,
whittled down to a single file,
toward a black hole of expectation,
hope and desire,
the hammer of reality awaits
to crash down upon us and reveal our innermost,
crimson bright and chunky,
spilt out on the slaughterhouse floor.
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