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Multinational economic and political and religious leaders,
parents and teachers,
repent!
Do not over-invest in exploiting the weakness of outsiders,
but nurture our cooperative strengths
when we only have insiders
with diverse strengths and weaknesses.
We don't need more lessons
on how and why and when and where
to be good entrepreneurial capitalists
playing WinLose self-redemption games
of false autonomy
and perilous short-term thinking
and narrow-minded planning.
We do need more WinWin cooperative lessons
mentors
games
processes that progress polyculturing regenerativity,
how and why and when and where
to listen to and mindfully grasp
good and healthy and beautiful cooperative wealth
of truth and trust in globally inclusive democracy
of ownership
through co-subsidiary solidarity,
integrity of Earth's self-governing abundance,
grace of nutritional forests,
karma of tidal rivers,
love of co-passion,
kindness of not unkindness,
contentment of positive content,
happiness through wu wei balance,
health of Tipping point harmonics.
Repent not with lamentation
but by reweaving celebration.
What was the original multinational corporation,
economic,
political,
religious?
Christianity spread for faith investment reasons
rather than competing disinvestment treasons.
Faith spreading virally through creolizing cooperations
and bad faith through demonizing fear and anger-mongering.
Messiahs arrive to turn matriarchal Earth upside down.
Not more patriarchal WinLose invasion
past its post-millennial time,
but more WinWin reverse-hierarchical
self-investing bilateral persuasion.
Golden Rules
apply to mega-corporations
remembering communion with Earth's paradise promise.
Then less need to worry
fret and stew
criminalize and demonize
with Rusty Cruels.
Messiahs,
small through megalogical co-mentors,
win through vulnerable weaknesses
of egocentric death
investing increase as eco-centric healthy life.
Left To Wander
Confusion’s underbelly
frustration’s embryo
Orphaned seeds of black and white
spread where nothing grows
Choices wander celibate
new pregnancy unfound
Up or down left to right
— dubiety impounds
(The New Room: February, 2024)
Incognito
Thinking the worst
of people
life has cast a pall
To cover my
intentions
— and camouflage the fall
(Dreamsdleep: February, 2024)
Warring Words
Poets
are the bravest
writers …
you know who you are
Scattered
among
the Johnny Come Latelys
battered up and scarred
Each word
proffered
born of pain
raised in discontent
Dying once
to live again
unwilling
— to relent
(Dreamsleep: February, 2024)
Winning
First and foremost
success is an
entrepreneurial venture
— not a management exercise
(To Dartmouth Students: January, 2012)
Little known holidays occurring on February fifteenth...,
awaiting commercial sponsors to become...
what else...,but hand over fist money makers?
(http://www.holidays-and-
observances.com/february-15.html)
Excess Valentine's surplus sweet treats
and assorted paraphernalia
need not go to waste
said sappy accouterments
can be repurposed
quickly without haste
less pronounced celebrated fetes faced
overwhelming stiff as an arrow baste
in love potion, understandable
no satiny frills laced,
or some other eye catching
emoji, persona, symbol...
awaits deft ploy of marksman/
woman to lift from obscurity,
whose ontological, mythological,
historical...basis replaced
essence mined to the Maximus,
and references to FACTS erased
with brilliance craftily distilling
entrepreneurial finesse aced
to broker psychological seduction,
(albeit subtle) synchronicity braced,
sans free market capitalism crux
linkedin at optimal nexus enterprize prefaced
with salient mania to generate profit raced
to the forefront of popular media
adulterated and of course embraced
by president of United States with
many commercial donning merchandise,
quoting P. T. Barnum,
there's a sucker chased
and born every minute, and
trumpeting how to make
a stack of money
(held together by
toothpicks and paste)
tall as the Taj Mahal,
which occasion aced
with fanfare including
handing out signed "FAKE"
copies of 'The Art Of
The Deal' amazingly graced
on podium along with
candies, gewgaws, tsatskes...
toting, praising, lauding...merits of:
Angelman Syndrome Day
Annoy Squidward Day
(Sponge Bob Square Pants)
International Angelman Day
International Childhood Cancer Awareness Day
Lupercalia
National Caregivers Day -
February 15, 2019
(Third Friday in February)
National Gumdrop Day
National Hippo Day
Nirvana Day – (Buddhist)
Remember the Maine Day
Susan B. Anthony Day
World Information Architecture Day -
February 15, 2019
(Third Friday in February).
As 2022 draw to a close, It is a time to reclaim your ‘FutureNow’.
Our world is reaching out for God, but most in the incorrect way.
In some case politicians are putting the needs of special interests over the needs of the people. Underserved communities continue to be ignored and our families, friends, neighborhoods are paying the price.
Billions of dollars are being spend for wars and rumor of wars and people are suffering hunger why political fights are going on throughout the world.
Taxes are rising and the cost of living is too, yet the salaries of individuals remain the same.
Now in 2023 is the time to realign our ‘FutureNow’:
We must make sure the politicians advance the policy blueprint that will ensure our lives in a pro-growth place where everyone can thrive - NOT a place those to escape to not pay their taxes, but equal share.
To educate people from all walks of life about the devastation unleashed by high taxes, out-of-touch regulations, government corruption - and how we can get our states back on track.
Generate actionable solutions that the people and lawmakers can implement to unleash states entrepreneurial spirits that would life them out of their state of dilemma.
Demand a fair, cost-effective criminal justice system that enhances public safety.
Empower taxpayers to have a voice in the often-biased news media, through op-eds, policy analysis, podcasts and social media outreach.
Let us surge into 2023 ready to make our place where people can raise their families, start and grow their lives, and pursue their version of the American Dream. Let 2023 be a great year and the start of a great ‘FutureNow’.
My Motto is: "Our youth are not just the future to come, they are ’The FutureNow’. What we do for them NOW will determine WHO and WHAT they will be TOMORROW."
Eight former champions.
Eight uncrowned atheles
Four officials.
Two championships
One purpose.
When the guy losses the title
A group of wrestlers used the
Alumni clause in there contract
To reinstate a former championship
They were to present it as there
Worlds champion.
A group of entrepreneurs heard the
Sqark. And developed a new company.
They sought profit, but were wise to know.
That creating new veiwership, using different
Tactics might create the following others
Inspired. The used a gimmicky concept to
Involve those who usually couldn't afford
Going to areanas .they used semi pro settings
To gain audience they sold discount clothing
Sold ramen noodles, sold notebooks and
Discount shoes, like swapmeets. They discounted
Tickets for church groups, and even made quilts and
Sold them. Thirty dollars got two in And the apparel
Discounts made it easy to explain ones interest. They knew
They were faced with keeping people interested.
But great quality showmanship, entrepreneurial steadiness,
And having a respectable cause to take care of masses
Of people would have both experienced professionals
and eager startups alike, move progressively forward toward
The goals of the company!
Your intentions follow you. The stuff you're intending today is not going
to show up today, for it is new. It's going to show up in days, weeks, months and sometimes years on down the road, remove the worrisome load.
Being successful in the Entrepreneurial world and making the Law of Attraction work for you, is a lifestyle, not a 1-2-3 formula for instant manifestation that is true.
Every day is a new act creation, and your manifestations will show up in multiple ways. When your desires show up, your manifestation arrival will seem natural, normal and expected in so many ways.
Probably not that all exciting; this is normal because you have matured to the point that you can manifest the dreams you longed for, put them in writing.
Rome wasn’t built in a day, a famous saying. Take time to see each new level as a new path opens for you to move forward with grace and appreciation.
When we are grateful for the small things in life; that is when the bigger manifestations arrive without strife.
Understand this and you're halfway there. Relax and enjoy your accomplishments as well as the journey with loving care.
Have fun with it and embrace your adventure!
I wonder if the “gods” have a union
a collective bargaining unit of sorts
to protect the language of their contracts,
mediate jurisdictional disputes,
proclaim that “all gods shall be compensated
in direct proportion to their minions devotion.
The “god” union would also have to discourage
any of the “gods” from breaking off to start another union
offering better or more lenient conditions.
Perhaps less severe response to crossing jurisdictional lines
allowing the minions to decide what union to join
which “god” to serve.
But wait, wouldn’t that open the door
for “open shop gods” who recognized no unions,
compensated “their” minions unequally,
offered little training, or job security?
But wait, shouldn’t all minions have the right
to work for any “god” they choose?
Who are these entrepreneurial “un-gods”
who choose to go it alone,
demand a slice of the celestial pie
and become a “god” unto themselves.
John G. Lawless
©11/24/2021
Shucking Evil In Favor Of Good...
(courtesy of tasseled colonel corny maise aye aire)
Challenge more difficult than threading
camel thru eye of needle, hence catchy title
scotched, and I aim to endeavor and steer
away from task surpassing
defying gravity clear,
nonetheless (sorry), I still hotly air
glomming pablum attesting ill
success while sitting
in this wooden hard backed chair
oft times a means to leap bajillion
miles, cuz yours truly doth despair
one composite primate being forged care
fully vis a vis from carbon based life
je ne sais quoi essence Earthenware
composed, whether flora or fauna,
one species, sans latter, whose fanfare
of self importance don, trumpet
white out blinding search lights glare
ring essentially making grist for mockery,
parody travesty, etc shady spectacle
buzzfeeding nothing of pinterest to hear
blabbering blaring blather most teeny
tiny in utero homunculus hazardous heir
to the porcelain throne
faulty genes impair
ability to reign reduced
to basket of deplorable
what, particularly as
one benighted longhair
pencil necked geek refused treatment,
(cuz preexisting condition) by medicare
not covered, thus accursed
imp of the pervert
resigned to toss in hat
unsuspecting nightmare,
and run for political office
touting offering nuclear
weapon to every man,
woman and child
additionally larding couture
to design outerwear
housing protective
missile deflecting capacity,
which article designed by
Penn students, yes a bit
elaborate what with
doodads, thingymajigs,
and whatchamacallits
they (especially Eden)
did amazingly overengineer,
but, what the hey, now
the prophesied armageddon
answered courtesy
oven entrepreneurial pair
two peas in a pod, which
success stories ain't *****,
where Ivy League University
flush with funds to bolster
any promising idea, yea
even full body pod suited rainwear.
Circa February 28th, 1968 - The Former Leiper Estate
Soon after our family settled
into the sprawling estate
named "Glen Elm" approximate
half century old from date
mentioned in title, said treasure
rosy Gypsy foretold fate
Harriet Harris, (daughter
of Antebellum Rebecca great
Kuritsky - Brooklyn transplanted
Southern Belle), create
head "FAKE" story, whereby
former did absquatulate
with jack of all trades (Boyce
Brandon Harris) too late
above named ramshackle
mansion, they remained mate
to each other til death did
thee mum part, congratulate
sans, her high school chums
felt envious - girls did rate
papa (now octogenarian widower)
most handsome (master) bait,
whose smarts earning advanced
degree applying his pate
as mechanical engineer for
General Electric did satiate
penchant solving complex
mathematical equations tete
a tete for super intelligent
entrepreneurial fella alleviate
head real passion rehabilitating
derelict property, allocate
ting leisure time resuscitating
neglected homes ameliorate
head procreative itch practically
rebuilding this did animate
dad's profuse true calling
spending hours fame did anticipate
(though papa quite modest,
and other people gushed appreciate
ting self taught revitalizing
unseen hidden gem and to articulate
unique artistic flair himself
as taskmaster masterpieces intimate
ting creations nobody, but
himself could imagine brilliance pate
drew forth unbelievable
enhancements doppelganger did berate
rarely could family, friends,
strangers...do more than capitulate
with ceaseless praise always
adding final touches to captivate
most flattering aura, charisma,
karma (credit) perfectly calibrate
head aesthetic qualities even
shabbiest building communicate
ting magic touch of, who plied
blood, sweat and tears culminate
ting in unbelievable transformation
particularly, how to designate
ideal amount of appeal to abode
came to screeching halt dissipate
head after mum passed, and papa's
raw talent earned thru educate
ting himself, no amount of inborn
inherent blueprints did illustrate
native bent, BUT no new life could
resurrect demise of his queen soulmate!
An evening of social justice
paid for by the “alleged” perpetrators
of the grand injustice.
What cads, these bastards
of the billions, usurpers of
our “common” wealth,
cream skimming purveyors
of the entrepreneurial spirit.
“They did not build it alone!”
No, they did not. They built it –
first in their minds imagination,
fashioned into a dream,
molded into a plan
hammered by determination.
Brick by brick, stick by stick,
thread by thread,
hour by endless hour.
And now the bread is made.
Now they come - the naysayers,
the doubters, the mockers,
in the guise of “social sainthood”,
to tear down the success,
condemn the economics
regarding the slicing of the loaf.
“The laborers may be worthy of their hire”*
but The Little Red Hen* runs the kitchen.
3/29/2018
*paraphrased biblical quotation
**1950’s(?) childrens book (The Little Red Hen)
submitted to – social justice free verse – Poetry Contest
sponsor – John Hamilton