Marcolorenzo Ruggenti Poet Free verse

SOCIETY OF SCIENCE AND SOCCER

“Life sweeps across my brow
And the light of Christ’s face
Then flows into my heart
And out into the world of grace
Of which I pray to be a part
But live and rest in another place right now
Praying and fasting withholding laments.
Saints’ past places are filled with financial fame
And secular sanctity and its gods are science and soccer”
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“Believing that religion is a botched attempt to explain the world… is like seeing a ballet as a botched attempt to run for a bus. Running for a bus is a focused empirical act and the steps you take are instruments to its end. The positions one assumes in ballet have no such end; they are after something else; and that something doesn’t yield to the usual forms of measurement.”
“Reason is a non-starter in the absence of a prior specification of what is real and important.” Terry Eagleton
“An era ends when its illusions are exhausted “, Arthur Miller
“Common sense reality is what the majority sees “, Luis Borges” 
The material scientific is constructed to prevent you from seeing and living the true reality which is spiritual. (Plato, Hegel, Dante)

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Surrounded by soccer and science
Material worlds sing society’s raw religious rites
And myths and superstitions grow on grassy fields
Or on the glassy tables of sterile laboratory yields

Myths of golden idols of money and of force
Of domination and competition and bestiality of course
Of men and nature in perpetual war and violence
Conflicts of internecine blind and selfish insolence 

Creeds and gods are combined in controlling drugs
For a toxic mix of mental poison and death
Of creeds with no connection to God or good
And its empty texts testifying to no universal truth

Conversations with God in prayer are unknown
And the eternal harmony of the oneness of Nature
Are places where science and soccer cannot reach
Beyond its grasp in unquantifiable protected places of peace 

Science and soccer can see only what is narrowly confined
Superficial realities of a blind material sense
Reaching only a superficial truth of substance
Having neither life nor any form of transcendence

Surface realities packaged as pleasures
Of commercialized desire and death
By used car dealers or casino kings now politicians
And vacuum cleaner salesmen now shouting theologians

The coming of the Kingdom of God
Lies unconscious in its temples
Of greed and gross materialism
What is man? remains an un-examined question

Inhabitants are arrested in complacent bondage
To infamous proud idols of science and soccer
Socially engineered icons of progress and power
And the depths and tragedies of life are left untouched

Dry dreams do not cry
And human progress does not save
If soccer and science are the facts of life
Who needs God - a long dead medieval superstition?

Its temples are built in police states
Of compromised thought
Under paralysed skies of promotional posturing
Sinking into the wastelands of sleeping suburbia 

Its converted prayer rooms filled with useless stuff
Of boardrooms and marketplace campaigns
With valueless thoughts of easy understanding
Generating an intense poverty of famine and sterility

These new un-pious myths of incredulous superstitions
Beliefs in reason alone with little use for beauty or love
Creeds of justice leading to a death by crucifixions
Incapable of responding to the hunger of the human soul

Self sufficient triumphal creatures of reason
Creations of the ideologies of science and soccer
Where man is his own self originating author of popular culture
Creating himself in a great bourgeois fantasy of omnipotence

We created ourselves, didn’t we?
There was no Verb or essence before being
Keep on going, pulling progress out of your ass
Science and soccer do not start with any Verb

Science does not contain any un-testable truth
Soccer’s faith is in individual freedom and force
And science’s faith is in its own dim lighted observations
Facts and information flowing from a material source	

You can’t have facts without faith not one without the other
In the Satanic Statutes of the Faith in Omnipotence
You go it alone by your own independent intellect
Unmediated by any of the transcendent realities of God

The reigning Kingdom of ice and darkness
Is frozen in the stark core of its faith in nothing
All reasoning conducted within its material power
Meaning, value, truth, reducible only to half truths

Facts generated in faith in gold, in force, in war
The faith of transcendental truth must be rejected
As absurd, assertions of an unknown invisible world
Unsupported unmeasurable truth and non-observable fact

Transcendental truth collapses the atheism of materialism
Collapses the faith in the power of selfish reason
Collapses the faith in progress without spiritual content
Collapses the void where money is pressed to drip into every crevice

And can the future be transformed?
A future disfigured by the blind leading the blind
Where Christ and Love are made worthless and void
And true sanctity sabotaged by commercialized fame and pseudo genius

Blocked by the smell and swell of labyrinths of garbage
Surrounding the shallow school-yard atheists
Kicking themselves silly on groomed grassy fields
Or madly boiling alone inside the glass of their sterile laboratories.

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