The Green New Deal

It took very little to make us happy young and intoxicated with feeling high on the thought of holding one another, embracing our way to madness, another bite of the apple we were deeply in love. Past guilt not ours yet thrust upon us, by those less brave – by those priests and priestesses of timid wisdom, wise but aloof from the live world around them~ treasures their hearts somewhere above the stars you and I here and now yes worship our chemical reacting with its earth, sensing divine sparkle – We brighten, flair together in our every quaking moment of unrehearsed encounter. Reborn by the lust of human arms. Not rejecting God, but celebrating! What liar convinced man that creation is passionless? What dim seer thought The Seven Days spent bored and yawning~ Evolving spirit something without far reaching tentacles for physical sensing, probing, reaching, bursting with desire to experience? This is not original sin! – the much greater sin that of turning one's back on the breathing, pulsing nature of Soul. Yes, to be tamed! Exhausted into submission, never stilled and wrongly quieted. Yet, we pretend no answers, you and I, for unlike many we consume our scriptures from the inside out, less judging and more opening each day onto widening mystery and enchantment. Innately knowing what sin is, rejecting all content! Sharing the rest, though we are never entirely certain of outcome, for relished always are evolving, bursting fiery skies of new emotional universes uncharted. We seek entirely without caging. Passion is art, poetry, micro and massive inventions. Man is not burned by passion, but more by fear and deception. The Devil is fear! The age-old weapon of despots and their armed administers of hate. The inside joke of the Green New Deal...is more green for their already bloated pockets.