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Premium Member Rapture Revolution

Feeling entitled to self-pardoning Grace
Elitist tendencies
within democracy
competitively arise
as cooperative trusting gratitude
fades away
from anti-colonizing 
post-traumatic revolutionary space.

Patriarchal problems
seek matriarchal resolutions.

Republic governance structures,
raising up legislative and executive representatives
to judiciously restore healing
where social and economic and environmental wounds
become public cooperative power
to redeem pathologies
by inviting transparently trusted remediations.

Republics must justify control
of too liberally inclusive love,
and have anthro-supremacist issues
deteriorating into bipolar anger
and polycultural fear
of rabidly overpopulated xenophobia 
slowly hatching boundary enhancement schemes,
nationalistic entitlement competitions
replacing humane polypathic hope and faith
in international ecological cooperations
for multicultural health-wealth
2020 revolutions
furthering downstream PositivEnergy Democracy.

We are not wrong
to democratically hope
European Union trust
is a more resilient political ecology
and resonant social theology
than pre-millennial wars
and internecine creedal crusades
and building moats
around castle embattled walls
for hoarding up nutritional treasures
against predative invaders
and polyculturing ideas.

Social and
personal and
economic and
ecological and
theological political integrity
invite democratic gratitude
for republic non-violent bilateral communicating leaders,
green legislators speaking and listening,
and deep learning judicious ecotherapeutic executives
facilitating balance between
LeftBrain deductive unity
and RightBrain sacred inductive diversity,

Secular with Sacred Integrity,
in-between universal ego-health resilience
and unitarian eco-wealthy resonance,

Yang breathing in
Yin bleeding gratitude
ego/eco-redemptively out.


Premium Member Tabled Destiny

Tabled Destiny
             by Odin Roark

Life's tsunami starts way back
the shifting tectonics of time
re-form yet another evolution
one's bargained death wish in disguise

Most know not
when disturbance begins
when spilled milk begins to teach
when failure trumpets wisdom

From cradle to grave
we're taught
you can't have that
preschool
elementary
middle
high
higher
ahhh
the onion skin admission ticket

PERFECT JOB

Do this
Have that
Eight hour work day
No
Twelve hour work day
Yes
Be reasonable
No
Shark-infest your waters
Yes
Earn your bonus
No
Scheme your advance
Yes
Retire with honor
No
Cash in beating the system
Yes

PERFECT RELATIONSHIP

Honest background
No
Fabricated heredity
Yes
Thinking
No
Status quo
Yes
Intelligence used
No
Entitlement expected
Yes
Quiet and focused
No
Loud and scattered
Yes
Enjoined
No
Divorced
Yes

ONE DAY

The next random shift erupts
innate calendars run asunder
you're finally free
no more corralling of instinct
no more downside to curiosity
no more programs to die by

INFINITY CALLS

Shackles fall free
unhappiness exits
flames cleanse bodily disease
smoke and cloud transport molecules of ecstasy
to form anew

NEXT STOP

Catching the first breeze to nowhere
to everywhere
to schedules unknown
to existence sans time

Where chance be not tabled
where worth be not an issue
and day and night be one
with all that
was
is
and will ever be

WELCOME HOME
© Odin Roark  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Entitlement

I am not amazed he lost both sight and fight
She walked unfettered into calm
In "Paris Blues" one peach-clad pussycat was pursued
The Proprietor's goal lacked glitter
Historically, he knew better
She departed 
He felt the blues

He wore imaginary badge of entitlement
and breathe air of pseudo pride
She read his lips, looked him in the eyes
Then smiled her clairvoyant smile
His words were weighed on scale Source
She sat snug with fuel from the Source
She knew lighthouses affording light that guides
They were transparent with genuine streaks

Should entitlement be legalized?
One fine day, more folks will cut the crap
They'll stop getting what they've got
crippling the crippled now stats
The dumb, the deaf, the blind is made new
What goal of goal beckons you?

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Premium Member In the Land of Opportunity

In the Land of Opportunity
    Entitlement reared her pretty head
  Without a backstop to plain bad luck
    Social Security's safety net was spread

  Next came the 'War on Poverty'
    Food Stamps and ADC                                 
  It might have staved off hunger for a bit
    But dependency was galvanized, and (yes), obesity

  Today there is unprecedented help
    for anyone who will only yelp
  Free computer classes, GED, ESL too
    Guaranteed Job Training programs in high schools 
                                       and community colleges, Yahoo!

  Yet the percentage of those working has gone down
    and dropping most free classes reigns supreme
  Seems that 'giving away the farm'
    won't bring back the American Dream

  It's only one man's unscientific perception ~
    but 'teaching a man to fish' still passes inspection  
  __________________________________________________________
  ADC = Aid to Dependent Children
  GED = General Education Diploma (Equivalent to High School Diploma)
  ESL  = English as a Second Language (for immigrants and their children)
Form: Rhyme

Blind Loyalty

The worst kind of loyalty, is often 
meted out blindly 
It’s an entrapment, and it always
ends badly 
I once thought to try it on for size
But I couldn’t afford its high price 
I found it made a rather merciless 
and relentlessly evil master
Pushes its ardent fans, with all the strength it can muster 
Under its spell they are suddenly rendered senseless 
It appears they deem common sense as rather useless
Happy to replace it with a pair of blinkers in the end 
Soon tunnel vision sets in, to mess with the head
Goes ahead and trades in all logic for herd mentality
That stubbornly refuses to face reality
Pretends to honour patriotic duty with such fake regality 
Yet another crafty way to justify injustice 
And satisfy the lust for collective prejudice 
In the end it's bound to kill a nation's rich heritage  
as moral decay spreads down each lineage 
A fruitful legacy lost just to appease entitlement 
And blissful ignorance relished as divertissement 
Such a waste and a steep decline to self sabotage
It's a tragedy within a mixed media collage 
A strange reality where biased perceptions are well renowned 
In a world where critical thinking has long since been renounced
Form:


Premium Member Growing Health Her Dipolar Self

Sherri Mitchell invites us all
to gather more cooperatively in our search to avoid
once again in this Fifth Extinction MultiGeneration,
the entitled
privileged
win/lose colonizing
leftbrain dominant potential patriarchal terrorist
lurking within
our climate darkening ego identity.

How do I sabotage my more benignly intending self
repeatedly into predative win/lose games-manship?

How do I hate my lose/lose mortal degenerating nature/spirit Body,
And reject my own physical/mental
ego-natural/eco-spiritual
fragment/interdependent
universal/unitarian bicameral individuation?

A lifetime process of co-acclimation within EarthTribe
secular metamorphic transmutation
of sacred transubstantiating spirits
of win/win
left/right
dipolar co-arising
inform/exflow binomial correlation;
creative appositions

We all,
Mitchell responds to her own question
strangely
prophetically before she asks it,
following an Industrial leftbrain-dominant Revolution
leading away from rightbrain win/win 
more organically compassionate moments,

In which we, more domestically together,
possess harmonic left/right States 
of cooperative understanding
climate YangLight
and YinDarkness
infant/womb nondual potential fecundity
ego/eco-co-acclimating inside/outside attachment
primal connectivity
ego-interdependent win/wins overpowering win/lose detachments,
from our co-creative
re-creating win/win cooperative health development
caregiving/receiving communal green ego/ecological abilities.

Our metaphysical question,
Why me; Everything ZeroSum,
and not just nihilistic Zero-NothingCore?
Is not just why growing healthy consumers
developed robust competitive EarthMarkets,
but also how we co-productively show up
most powerfully to meet this depleting nutritional time
in which we lose to climate monoculturalism

We are most egotistically invested in
when not interdependently win/win
bicamerally conscious internal DNA multi-regenerational cultures
resisting win/lose predative climate-death trends.

How do we invite cooperative dialogue
rather than trigger competitive debate,
mere empty theoretical words?
Devoid of heartfelt rightbrain compelling experience
deeply learning through our win/win mutually co-invested actions
not of win/lose leftbrain entitlement
but of win/win interdependent engagement.

I Hear the Christmas Bells

So relieved at the Christmas bells,
Which abound in stores and on cards,
That we hear on Christmas Eve,
From churches sounding for their services,
Reminding us that there's a story behind it. 

A bell can be rung to call someone,
Stating that a person is in need,
Endorsing an act of service in care,
Whether you close a window or feed.

It reminds us that all people have the entitlement,
To presume their right to be cared for,
And not just accept what their carer wants to give,
But demand the help which lets them live how they want to live. 

A bell can chime the last call at the pub,
Signalling you to abstract and summarise your conversation,
Collect yourself, your thoughts and conclude,
And feel the warmth that your friend has given you.

And of course, bells remind us of history,
That old technology which stood for so many things and operations in the past,
Like calling lifts or elevators,
Signing to shopkeepers that customers had just come in the door of the store,
Announcing danger ahead for a ship (like the Titanic),
Locating a lost dog or cat (now done with a GPS).

An elevator's bell never asked for your weight,
A store's door bell didn't specify your identity,
And a care call bell didn't state your request,
Nor how it was to be given.

I like bells, because they make me feel secure,
They suggest that making another aware of your presence or problem is fine,
And they normally sound so happy, so joyful,
Without any suggestion ever of guilt,
About their possible calling purpose at the baggage you may have.

Premium Member Legacy

Observing the realities of today's society 
While contemplating the legacy we leave our children 
Seeing only degradation of morality 
And destruction of purpose 
As we liberalize a generation 
Making murder of the unseen child
Obsession of materialism 
Exploitation of the human spirit
Not only acceptable
But encouraged  
Dividing by status 
With governmental repression of achievement and the repeated errors
Committed three centuries ago under puritanical rule
A legacy of blatant stupidity supported by
A not so supreme court of lawless 
And a House of Misrepresentation 
Promoting failure
Demoralizing effort and vision and 
Creating entitlement minded robots
Of human flesh and programmed minds
No longer able to rebel only to accept what is, as is
 A cry for the return of the patriot
A need to resurrect the glory
A reversal of the demise of faith 
Restoring hope
An assault on ignorance then will become 
                     A legacy of love

Premium Member fashion messaging

Vintage Chanel lives rent free in my mind
the colors are deep, subtle and magical.
Over time, the originally soft textures,
become luscious like a lover's caressing touch

In college, you dress down,
you want to blend in, not stand out
gods forbid you flag entitlement
and draw envy's barbed compliments.

The simple styles bear the twin burdens
of camouflage and practicality.

In Paris, fashion can be capricious,
but elegance is a silent conversation,
with its own intricate vocabulary in drape,
line, fabric and in painstaking choice.

In places where fashion matters - Paris, Manhattan, the Hamptons,
it can signal position, the way uniforms signal authority everywhere.

A splash of fashion can not only have a fabulous effect
on how its wearer feels, it can tell important stories.

I’m told that, in back rooms, where fortunes are awarded or lost,
fashion can announce arrival, rank, and intent.
It can whisper new wealth, in upstart display
or a threadbare, silent duel with mounting debt
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Songs for this:
The Way It Is by Bruce Hornsby & The Range
Read Between the Lines by The Bingtones

The Terrifying Teens

the Terrifying Teens

2010 

The dark days of the great recession
Begin slowly to fade away
Ending my Barbados experience -the best job in the foreign service  on high note best labor officer award


2011 

the president and Congress locked in battle battles
glimmer of hope as economy comes back to life
Studying Spanish arriving in Spain
worst year ever part of three years bad luck


2012  

the US re-elects the Black President
rejecting Romney entitlement mentality
I leave Spain my last foreign posting
buying new property in the fall 
 

2013 

In the US the religious right
loose the social Battling gay marriage, legal pot
Starting a new job as an evaluate program evaluator
ending my six month wandering the halls of State


2014 

The Obama presidency 
The tea party rebellion on the right
Moving to Capitol Hill
My sister’s sudden death rattles me

2015 

The end of the Obama era
Was this the beginning of the end of America
Beginning the year with a new job
resolving to retire, enjoy life while I still can


2016 

 American voters and at the madness
Elects the mad would be king President Trump
We traveled across the country 10,000 miles
To celebrate the end of my foreign service career 

2017 

the year of the chaos president
Fast and furious disruption to the norms
Went to Oregon to renovate property
becoming wealthy in the process

2018 

the American public woke up
Send a blue wave to clean up the mess
Moving back to Korea
Blogging up a storm

2019 

in the end of the year that was 
The house races up and impeach is the president
I travel to Vietnam, Alaska, Washington, Oregon, California and Okinawa
© Jake Aller  Create an image from this poem.

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