Long Ceasar Poems
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Can a man – all alone - foist a god upon his fellows
Even if it’s only himself
And they his subjects
G.. is Akbar!
Does the muezzin from the minaret of Qoutoub-Minar
look up or
down to the illiterate savant emperor
whose newly-ordered cosmos
much as Tamerlane and Genghis Khan's blood
mixed gods
invented the Gysin-Burroughs cut-up and fold-in method
a cornucopian chimera
shi'ite-sunnite-kharidjites
hindu/buddhist-jain
confucian-taoist/zoroastrian
orthodox-christian/judaic
saivite-vaisnavite
mahayanist-theravadite
shintoist-zen-chan
agnostic-atheist
A…. is Great!
In the begining there was no VERB for him
In the end
from
"brahmana" Himalayas to the "asurya" Deccan
from
Ghazna and Kabul to the spent chugged mouth of the Ganges
where bloomed the Allah-Upanishad
One common language
One uncommon religion
One classless society
One mutually nourishing art
One scientific quest
and the sweet music of friendly disputation
within then the world’s vastest book and art collection
though knowingly
took to wife an Hindu princess
chose his prime counsellor from among the Brahmin élite
where within hearing distance lithesome nymphs bathed in scented milk
his victoriously wearied warrior limbs back from punitive expeditions
through Panipat Delhi Agra Punjab Gwalior Ajmer
Gujarat Bengal Sind Orissa Baluchistan Ahmadnagar Kashmir
Khandesh
to circumscribe the sub-continent
a Ceasar at the court of Fatehpur-Sikri
Akbar is ___!
Who would parse and complete or conclude the syllogism
For « One » who dared abolish the jiziyah
Note: Jalal ud-Din Muhammad Akbar (1542-1605), the third Mughal Emperor, edicted that muezzins should herald the rising of the sun by the call: Allah-u-Akbar!
The « jiziyah » , a word of Arabic origin, meaning a tax levied on non-Muslims who wished to conserve their own property, and imposed by the Moghul sovereigns – on and off - in India, was abolished by Akbar in his seventh year of accession to the throne.
©: T. Wignesan, March 13, 1992 (from the sequence/collection: "Words for a Lost Sub-Continent")
Jeremiah 10 OH oh christmas tree oh christmas tree how have you lied to thee
santa claus is a black man jesus is white with blonde hair and blue eyes
how much longer must we listen to these ridiculous lies???
God is love God is good God is great
but i bet you didnt know that God can hate!!(Malachi 1:2-3)
you say open your heart come to God come to truth
but did you know your God delights in destroying you?(Deuteronomy 28:63)
you celebrate christmas and easter as if it were so
but the devil has kept you out of the loop out of the know
two calendar months were added to the year
ignorance of the truth is no different than fear
july for julius ceasar and august for augustus ceasar complete this revolution
but you believe in the pagan traditions with no proof or absolution
september was the seventh month
october was the eighth
november was the ninth
december was the tenth
do you still believe dec 25 was the day jesus was sent?
the bible says they have eyes but can not see and ears but can not hear (Ezekiel 12:2)
ignorance of the truth is no different than fear
you give gifts once a year and celebrate his birth
he died for all our sins is that all that he is worth?
you love to nail the law of moses to the cross
and in doing so youre sending a message saying the message is lost
jesus didnt come to abolish the law he came to fulfill them (Matthew 5:17)
but it is the devil in you that is determined to conceal them
Ezekiel 12:2
"Son of man, you are living among a rebellious people. They have eyes to see but do not see and ears to hear but do not hear, for they are a rebellious people
Deuteronomy 28:63
Just as it pleased the LORD to make you prosper and increase in number, so it will please him to ruin and destroy you.
Malachi 1:2-3
. “Yet I have loved Jacob 3 but Esau I have hated. I have laid waste his hill country and left his heritage to jackals
Matthew 5:17
Do not think that I have come to abolish the Law or the Prophets; I have not come to abolish them but to fulfill them.
People think plants are not violent
This is where I will tend to disagree
Have you ever seen a vine strangle a tree?
What about when a fly is devoured by the Venus?
When the weeds clog the yard with such immensity that drains every nearby plant?
Sure you have
Therefore you have witnessed the hard-wired DNA principle
To survive
Regardless of species
The predation and the prey
All within the concept that.....
Celery somehow made it to dominance in a seemingly peaceful fashion
Yet deceptively, as stoic as this ... Celery... seems
It most certainly practices a turgid diplomacy of violence
Showing its importance as
An invaluable part of classic broth
A team player in regards to fiber
And
Let's never forget the partnership with peanut butter
So it began
Celery was allowed into the favored gardens of the chosen vegetables
Walled away from the thorny, thick monstrosities that grew unattended
On the other side of the gate
Shedding their pollen without the slightest of apologies
But none of this was a concern for Celery
As Celery grew strong, robust and prolific
Soon it was apparent Celery had larger dreams than walled-off gardens
It was time for world domination
It was time to run the competitors unto the topsoil
Celery's surrounding mother roots went deep and everywhere within the soil
This unquenchable thirst caused
Many neighboring plants to become so stifled
A massive plant exodus occurred
Creating even more harsh turf conditions
This was compounded with the
Many casualties from plant-like warfare
Yet, one may ask
Did Celery show mercy and a vegetative state upon its face
No (and yes)
The roots took over and drained the essence from every beet, scallion and basil
In proximity
While simultaneously and
Ravenously soaking in every bit of energy needed for
Survival
Even at the cost of Celery's family and friends
So
Given this veracious tale
Do you still believe plants are not violent?
Revised in two parts
Mysteries of Human Hairs I of II
Hairs, O’ hairs, O’ lovely ravishing hairs,
Fascinating and beautiful, you often resemble,
When nicely looked after and softly taken care of.
Hairs O’ hairs O’ lovely ravishin hairs,
Your beauty and elegance, has often inspired,
Your softness and shines have captivated many and
To put their hearts on fire,
Your aroma can evoke to extremes,
Passion and lust like streams.
The lustrous beauty of these hairs,
Have raised thousands of wars sacrificing millions,
To win only a Helen of Troy and
Even great warriors like Ceasar and Antony became a prey,
Before the killing magic of your arts and flying colors.
Even the ravishing beauties of these hairs,
Have charmed many eminent enemies and warriors
Besides the millions and millions of moving lovers since ages,
Who fall prey to the loveliness of these alluring hairs.
Hairs, O hairs, O’ Lovely ravishing hairs,
Your graceful presence, has produced men of letters,
Your locks have killed many, in the history of the world,
While many have altered their existence, completely,
To win, the beauty of your hanging hair locks and curls,
Even the dullness of your hairs too,
Have often inspired many wandering lovers and singers.
Hairs, O hairs, O’ lovely ravishing hairs,
When you hang, you look like dark clouds,
Playing on the forehead of a woman,
By watching such clouds many get lost,
In the colors of your showering rains.
Many Writers, poets and artists find their inspirations,
Under the love and softness of you O' hairs and
Many have produced things of beauty and joys forever,
While many have found the goal of their life,
In the beauty of your lustrous curls and colors,
What a strange it is, that still many
Would like and love to get sacrificed,
In the enchanting flames of hairs, like small flies forever.
Ravindra
Kanpur India 17.10.2010
Revised on 28.03 2012
High Powered Fences,
Beyond Your Vote
Armchair Politian's sitting beside Ceasar(a),
believing or at least making believe...
that they are for the people,
and not against.
"They" have been there too long.
Rot is strong, coming from the corpses.
They point thin-sharp fingers,
and makeup rules,
using the tools, of the trade.
Lies like snakes,
that live on both land and water,
in every form of underling,
pressed into service...
for the queen, of nothing.
Lowlife voters pleading for honesty,
from dark web media that has sold out.
The land-turtles living in office,
fighting over the scraps of the victory garden,
a warning of war already in the distance.
Like bugs eating their own fallen,
while striving to start a new colony,
they chant over the electric lines...
martyr-ism.
Of a hero, no, of a monster.
How is lifting evil up okay?
If not backed by the lies of a religion,
as dark as those that hide their face,
like cowards do,
and bow.
You have read it at the end of every book.
It is the same sunrise and sunset.
It is just another day,
no matter what the media say.
They scream and yell and cry,
like Hinny Penny and the Sky.
The facts quit... not quite the case.
The prayers of a country,
saints gathered knowing all are coming.
Standing up for the weak,
taking back and remembering.
Waking up the old to dance again...
on the government franchise,
we should own from the illegal gotten gain,
the children of the political elite,
and supreme, cheerleaders of the third world.
The larks in the media,
busy telling us...
all they want us to know.
The reality is "they" do their best business,
lying to us all.
There will be an accounting.
There will be, a fall.
The time is coming.
That is the call.
The sound of
the wind is
the
wind that
makes the
sound
what is a
sound?
What is a wind?
What is the sound?
What is the
wind?
What is the
sound of the
wind?
Censored the
sound is
shimmering
to fissure the
fetter
a locust of
beigns rigged
out
If war means
death why
do people go
to battle?
war and
battle are
they the
same?
Which one is
bad?
which one
incites a bard?
a necessary
end death is
to Ceasar but
why come
when the end
is
unnecessary?
If hunger that
has hope kills
what does
hopeless
hunger do?
What defines
a foreign cow
and a
local
cow...the
milk or the
colour
Is the
evidence of
absense
same as
absence of
evidence?
If poverty is
indeed a
curse
what is the
cause?
why is killing
someone
called
murder but
killing at
the right time
called politics?
What is
murder?
Is it the same
as mother?
Which one
annihilates
and
which one
creates?
What is
politics?
Is it a game
is it a war
is it a battle
is it evil or
is it all?
What is evil?
Nothing!
The heart
only makes it
so
if the heart
could think
evil
is the heart
not evil?
Since one
acquires
one's mother
tongue
what forbids
one from
acquiring the
murder
tongue too?
If the patient
dog eats the
fattest bone
and a
person
who
arrives at the
well
first
draws the
cleanest water
what then is
the
equilibrium?
Saying what
you mean and
meaning
what you say
are they the same?
Does the
constant
nodding of
the
lizard mean
all is well?
Now the
sound I know
the wind now
I know
but the sound
of the I know
not
Tell me the
sound of the
wind
"It harder for a Rich man to get into heaven,
than it is, for a camel to get through
to get through the eye of a needle"
with great wealth comes great power
God expects more of the wealthy
in a position of wealth,
you are expected
to take care of the poor
You have a responsibility
I'm glad I'm not rich
I don't want to face God
I didn't do enough to care for people
I would not like to say
I increased the cost of medication
so people couldn't afford to pay for health
I don't want to face God and say
I took the money off sick and poor
so I could live in luxury
I don't want to be the Pope
and stand up and say
I'm sorry God
I thought that I only had to bring
people to your church
I didn't realize
I had to invest your money
building banks jewelry shops
and business creating wealth,
creating investments
I read about Jesus
with the Hebrew people
where they tried to trap him
who should we pay
should we pay the tribute to Rome
or the tithe to the synagog
and Jesus said whos face in on the coin
they repeated Ceasars
so give unto Ceasar what is Ceasars
give unto God what is Gods
what choice did he have
to say only give the tithe
would have lead to war with Rome
to say only give the tribute
would have lead to the end
of their religious Government
The end of the beginning Church
it had nothing to do with the separation
of church and state
it had plenty to do with keeping the peace
The Church was the State in Christs time
now we are expected to pay
ten percent to the Church
and tax to the Government
But when we pay both tax and tithe
we should expect both Governments
and Church to provide jobs
and provide lives for the people.
When Jesus was asked about whether or not it is healthy and safe for the colonized Jewish people to pay taxes to kleptocratic Ceasar, he said to give back to Ceasar what is his.
What is his,
to serve WeSacredPeople
mind/body health
and environmental safety?
Christ's implied church v state reverse corrollary:
Do not give Ceasar what is not his,
to disempower mind/body health
and panentheistically wealthy
polyculturing Earth safety.
So what would happen if the international religious sector
offered tax sanctuary for all their extended family members?
friends,
allies,
cooperative and family businesses,
co-invested partners,
work and play associates
To be held by the nearest neurosystemic
trauma-informed
GreenState compassionate communication
win/win sanctuary government
Tax sanctuary funds re-invested to restore peace
in our ongoing ecosystemic struggle
against feeding further AnthroSupremacist colonization
by anti-health and unsafe wealth
kleptocratic regimes
Openly warring against
First Amendment religion and liberating voice protected
freedom to practice panentheistic communion
and multiculturally healing communication
empowering Earth's climate health Sanctuary
re-connecting
re-ligioning
re-weaving
creolizing co-investments
Regenerating Left/Right bi-partisan
dipolar co-gravitating wealth of resonance
Resilient mind-liberating
body-conserving
health and safe wealth
re-engaging inter-religious consensus
YangMind enlightened
YinBody empowered peace-making
EarthCommunion indigenous wisdom systems
Compassionate as bodhisattva MotherTrees;
wealth wise as messianic serpents.
I was born a pauper
In the early Roman days
When Ceasar was the ruler
Of the soldiers and the slaves
We lived within the outskirts
Of the city life domain
Feeding from the lamb
And the produce of our grain
I grew to be an athlete
True of heart and strength of steel
I joined my nations army
To defend our rulers will
They sent me off to Bethlehem
To take the sensus toll
I counted every head that came
And wrote it in the scroll
A shepherd and his wife came by
Joseph was his name
He said his wife was Mary
And they need a place to stay
I took their names and wrote them down
Then pointed to the town
I said, "I make no gaurantee
I only serve the crown"
So there they went upon their way
On that December night
I finished up below the glow
Of something shining bright
A brilliant star up in the sky
Above the nearest town
I had a room there at the inn
Where I would soon bed down
That night as I was there asleep
My eyes were torn awake
I felt as though I'd met a king
That we would soon forsake
I grabbed my robe and took my sword
And made my way outside
Something told me He was here
A will I must abide
I saw a stable all aglow
Where wise men stood around
As well as shepherds and their flock
And others from the town
I pushed my way past local priests
And other sordid lives
I had to see what caused the glee
Of everyone inside
But there was just a manger
With an infant in its bed
Swaddled in a tiny cloth
As mamma held his head
I looked upon the moment
And I heard the angels sing
Glory hallelujah
Praise the birth of our new King
Rockman
I was born in a world ruled by emperors and organized power.
I was Armed with a spirit of combat and weapons of warfare.
Resistance to the death led me to be captured and imprisoned.
There was one, Jesus, whom I had heard about but had no use
for him. Notwithstanding, here we were, accused criminals of capital
offenses. Authorities of the Jews preferred my release and not Jesus'.
We both were revolutionaries, but our methods were different.
His was a revolutionary plan based on love. Mine was a plan of
revolution to defeat the Romans by any means necessary. I sought
to destroy a system made by men of greed and power. He sought
to save all people from their sins. My crimes were against the kingdom
of Ceasar. Technically, his crimes were against the kingdom of Satan.
Before my arrest, I was very busy seeking to overthrow the
Romans, but not so busy that I was never aware of the ministry
of Jesus as he went about doing good. It never occurred to me that
we would meet, but here we were at the crossroads of our lives.
There were no words spoken between us, but I heard life-changing
words penetrating the very core of my soul.
So, as I freely walked away from my prison chains, I stared at
Jesus and wondered which of us was really free. Every fiber of my
being was wrapped in confusion and filled with questions, and I was
forced to deal with his claims of Deity.
Moreover, I was pardoned and released by a mob. Jesus was condemned
by a kangaroo court and crucified. I was released to fight again. Jesus
was crucified so that all mankind might be able to live forever.
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