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Copyright © Jamfox Rock | Year Posted 2014



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In Gradeschool I Couldnt Decide If I Was the Class Clown Or the Fat Kid

i'm dang wordy. 
just a word-filled bird. 
i'm up to my eyeballs in words. 
adjectivy nouns verbing as if they were an age.. it's Disgusting. 
see, i can use the excuse that i like to 'switch it up' or say i just hate redundancy, or i can propose that i require a particular prose to everything i write, and that it's just my style, as you can clearly see. i can shift the blame left and right to see there's really no denyin'- i'm dang wordy.

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The Well Is Dry

i do not fear the legislation of man
or the degradation of individual rights.
i do not fear instant gratification
as it's message more aggressively rapes every outlet of entertainment,
even in seeing how it tears into our children.
i do not fear it.


i do not wonder why the dark side has power.
i do not wonder why kids don't respect adults and adults don't respect each other.
i do not wonder why there's so much death and murder and sickness and divorce.
i do not wonder why the clubs are full and churches are empty and abortion is legal.
i do not wonder.


today is the day people are making the choice of just who it is they serve.
today is the day the family bond is broken over self-importance, power-struggles, and sexual deviance.
today is the day that those who lead, prey on those who have trusted them and disarm those who knew better.
today is the day we have to lock our cars and our doors and our hearts.
today is that day.

 
but know this:
no law of any government can direct the heart of man.
no restriction can limit his ultimate rebellion,
and no physical depravity, his spiritual.


you can keep a tiger in a cage.
you can restrict his consumption to strictly vegetarian.
you can train him to sit and stand on command,
and to jump through hoops
and to walk on fire.
but you can never make him anything other than a tiger.


there is a much larger issue that is being clouded with the debris of the American constitution and its amendments-
an issue that reaches deep inside the being of a human, into what makes a man a man.


it is not our civil liberties we are being robbed of;
it's our hope, our faith, our strength.
it is not our personal security that is being invaded;
it's our minds, our morals, our purity.


it is not our children's sensitive psyches we are protecting;
it's our comfort, our feelings, ourselves.
it is not fetal tissue we are throwing away;
it's our children, our responsibility, our future.


see, humanity as a whole will arrive to the destination,
but each individual will be responsible for how we get there.


consider what's more important; what you do or what you know,
and remember that out of your heart will the entirety of your actions flow.

Copyright © Jamfox Rock | Year Posted 2014

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If We Are the Final Grains of Time During the Inversion of the Hourglass

and eventually existence will purge itself of the upsurge that cannot be calmed, 
the detested, repugnant billowing of progressive thought 
with a sickening and fatal denial of fault. 

maneuvering, shape-shifting- a chimera history, 
a ridiculous binding to a self-fulfilling prophecy. 
by propagating a barrage of self-serving liberty, 
we're taught how to sell our souls for free, 

and if indeed we do, 
then who am i to deviate? 
and who are you to negotiate? 
and who are we to procreate any intimacy between God and state 
on a personal level in a humanist age? 

how infinitesimal all this must seem to the accumulation of infinity.

Copyright © Jamfox Rock | Year Posted 2014

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But Now Through the Looking Glass

everything has become nothing; 
nothing has become everything. 
i am all too happy to rid myself of yesterday- it's tomorrow that has me unaffirmed. 
i've spent the majority of my cognative years dreaming about, hoping, and planning for the future. 
but now?... 
now i'm amiss- void and exhausted from a lifetime of constant excorcision. 

i dream i'm dreaming that i'm having a flashback. 
i feel like i left and just haven't come back yet. 
somewhere, squeezed between myself and my identity 
is my dignity. 
or have i lost it? 
or have i lost my mind? 

vapours are insignificant unless this is the butterfly effect. 

the network of human lives, as it progresses seamlessly, is extravagant enough to quell all demons. 

i am overcome with emotion.

Copyright © Jamfox Rock | Year Posted 2014



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Silver Linings

"i want to fall out of this cloud, mars." 
she looked at him with sincere eyes, running her fingers through his golden locks. 
he lifted her chin with a single finger and kissed her, and with a warm voice of discipline, told her,
"earth was not made for you. thinking like that won't grant you freedom on earth, it will only bind you to it." 
she rolled onto her stomach and stared down onto earth with longing, and bitterness grew inside of her. 
she breathed heavily and murmered, "heaven is hell when you don't want to be in it."

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Lucidity

i was a child, pushing aphids into and popping them under my fingernails, letting their green corpses gather like dirt before sucking my fingertips clean.
my mother caught me and slapped my hands away from my mouth with a disgusted grunt. 
i felt embarassed but acted ashamed, continuing my compulsion in secret; then, in two decades' time, i became an aphid.

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Good Luck Monsanto

my voice quakes with the gnashing of teeth, my breath sulfur and firey embers. 
beneath the weight of my powerful paws, the entire solar system strains and bruises. 
i shake with the force of a mighty wind, my ropes of fur spreading out and latching onto the plantation of the worlds on which i stand. 
and they constrict, and they choke out, and they kill off. 

i plague the system. 

my essence is satisfied; the purpose of my being.

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Auriel

enlightenment came in the form of a finch, and perched itself on my windowsill. 
for an infinite moment, existence was explained to me in complex simplicity. tears swelled in my eyes as the bird opened my mind to the meaning of the golden backlighting of the warm, summer afternoon- how fear doesn't exist and time is the essence and the grass is greenest where i stand, if i'd only open my eyes. 
i listened, both intently and emotionally, to the unspoken wisdom of his flashing, yellow wings. in their movement, i felt the weight of existentialism and the nullity of perception and the importance of personal experience. 
it was this day that the dawning was golden, and i soaked it in in a split second for a thousand lifetimes.

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Lord of Induction

the sun awoke this morning with only thoughts of shining solely on your lands. 
absorb all you can of it's lifegifts and power, 
as i am;
allowed to share in it's glory with you. 
the stars crept into my room last night and slid beneath my eyelids, 
and i didn't notice them until i caught them this morning dancing on my irises.
they told me you had sent them- 
that a moment's rest sent your soul to the heavens, 
and you gathered them, 
and brought them to me. 
you brought me new vision. 
the properties of third dimensional living are no longer vague, 
but an acknowledgement of things past.  
i hope i can now return to you these gifts given; 
that what was meant to be will always return itself to you. 
i'm internalizing you today. 
a new moon gifts me new eyes, 
and with gratitude, 
i make you come true.

Copyright © Jamfox Rock | Year Posted 2014

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