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Some cars and a truck are moving on a mountain road.
The truck driver at the rear is toting a large load.
Suddenly, there’s a speeding car coming from somewhere.
It misses a turn, and goes flying into the air.
It falls and crashes at the bottom of the mountain.
The driver of the car is found to be an old man.
The vehicles stop, then each driver descends to aid
the injured man who lies outside his car very staid.
When they reach him, the dying man has a confession
about a large sum of money in his possession.
Three hundred and fifty thousand dollars in money
was stolen some years before in a bank robbery.
Buried near a big “W” where only he knows,
he tells them all where to find it just before he goes.
It can be found in a park in Santa Rosita.
It’s a town located in Southern California.
The location of the money is an unsolved case.
Soon, the police arrive to ask questions at the place.
All of them deny knowing what the old man had said.
They keep it a secret now that the old man is dead.
Although they agree to divide the buried money,
they all could not decide how to share it evenly.
Nothing was decided that would be equitable,
so the greedy persons dash out on a mad scramble.
Each one gets back in their vehicles to move that day
and be the first one to the treasure that’s far away.
The police now track the people wherever they go.
The law suspects they know the location of the dough.
Detective Captain Culpepper working on this case
obtains information about each one in their place.
Some strange predicaments are a result of this chase.
There are many funny situations they will face.
Based on the 1963 film "It's a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad, World"
Joy mixed with bitterness
Hope laced with scoops of mud
This journey unseen
On the way to the holy matrimony
Love is blind
So they said without holding back
Till reality set itself to their face.
"Iwalewa", golden a watchword in our clan.
Imprison it. It will free it itself.
Get along and the signs are mere.
He's a cheat, woman beater, lazy and what you can see. . .
Oh let me breathe!
Shut it up.
My ears ache.
You've made your lashes and acquiescence
Enslaved your equitable rights
You need not cry
Fighting is never the best
With faith hold to fate.
You like to quit? Do!
Pick up your pieces and refresh.
It's a green start. But not your stars too thank too early.
Something different or similar to come.
All pretend to get results
And thereafter let loose of self.
Die not in depression
Die not in the hand of a demon
You have the right to Life
Please live it to the fullest - and not as the foolest.
©? olorunleke Olorode.
Peaceful and equitable democratic government
does not treat residents, or even non-residents,
as potentially predative property
to further grow the wealth
of those who already have too much
due to past profit histories of enslaved
and indentured
and domesticated
and commodified labor
Winner v Lower caste-preservations
falling short
of Win and Win's evolving
cooperative
caste expansions.
Democratically healthy
wealth optimizing governance
serves our most cooperatively polypathic nature-spirits
of co-arising nutrition-nurturing
eco-political healthcare properties.
We cooperatively own,
and too competitively lose,
and therefore need to more regeneratively WinWin manage
all our assets,
and those other organic mindbody parts too.
Born May 5, 1818, in Trier Germany
to Heinrich and Henrietta Marx,
sans the third of nine children
(and second oldest heir)
Karl Marx thinking begot incendiary sparks,
asper his two most controversial publications
titled The Communist Manifesto,
and Das Kapital
which political philosophy
incubating seeds of self destruction didst birth
doctrines of class struggle,
historical materialism, dearth
of equitable wealth, and inherent
contradictions of industrial capital
distributed unevenly
across avast swath of Earth
thus inviting his perspective
(conveniently exploited,
mined, and usurped) advocating
the working class (proletariat)
to expedite organized revolutionary action
to topple capitalism and bring about
socio-economic emancipation,
where wages of sin exchanged for labor bled
fingers to the bone life source, viz proletariat
till slaving laborer nearly became gratefully dead
despite being cased in 12 point
Times New Roman garb, who incessantly fed
insatiably maws of production,
(no way to get a supportive talking head)
particularly highlighted
within schema of Capitalism),
a predominant paradigm
stratifying society led
to internal tensions engendered
between bourgeoisie red
dilly controlling means
of production codified as said
as die a critical approach Marx coined
as historical materialism,
where figurative landmines forced one to tread
gingerly, thus above stated philosophy
would supposedly lead down the road
where self destruction wrought marriage
birthing Socialism offspring from shot gun wed
ding, thus coaxing eventual establishment
of classless communist society meant
to establish free association of producers who spent
exchanging merchandise amidst classless
campy population hood pitched a tent.
I suspect mercy may be more resiliently empowering
for optimizing multicultural health and safety
as compared to uniform law
and ordered, cookie-cutter, justice
unresponsive to ubiquitous mitigating circumstances
of unique spaces
and relentlessly changing times.
Mercy recognizes society's environmental
historical contributions to loss,
to absence of equitable justice
more aware of each individual perpetrator's responsibility
to society,
to family,
to local community
Society's justice,
without nurturing
restorative mercy,
speaks decontextualized
un-nuanced authority of capital-measured economic systems
including reasonable and fair expectations
of retributive law,
imprisoning neglect
and sometimes violently punishing order.
I wonder if both justice and mercy
improve therapeutic co-arising potency
restoring merciful justice
AND
revising metaphysically just
equitable
reuniting mercy,
co-redemptively resolving
what Earth has positively conjoined
in thoughtful truth
and felt beauty
Breathing,
re-animating,
enspiriting
inspiring nature's in and out climates
of seasonal development,
undevelopment,
redevelopment,
anti-development,
pro-development,
fractal phases of leftbrain space
mercifully greeting,
halfway meeting,
bilateral rightbrain TaoTime
With merciful multicultural anticipation,
so less competitive room
for monoculturing white justice anxiety
about sufficient health and tribal safety
for all EarthTribe's resilient health.
We are also voiceless matriarchal YHWH,
I AM
what WeBecome
reborn
reweaving bilateral Time
sacred multiple YHWH vocations,
polypaths
Seeking Beautiful Truths
more significantly cooperative
than Angry JealouSeas
of lesser gods and goddesses,
egocentric idolatries,
fundamental theologies
of less green than greed
for SacredEcology Possession,
ownership of anti-equitable Powers,
Energy Elitism
lacking Left with Right eco-centricity
West with East bilaterality
Yang with Yin
Patriarch with Matriarch
OneUniverse WinWin DoubleBound with ZeroZone.
We are YHWH eco-binary cities
and towns,
counties
and bioregions
longing to become organic farming gardens reborn
from beautiful cooperative tables and designs
spread across our forested river banks
to and from Resurrecting Jordan,
Promised Easter Land
and Sea
and ecological baptismal Air,
We are Good-BadFriday YHWH
ego/eco-centering adolescent children,
demi-natural gods
and holonic spiritual goddesses
becoming Earth's sacred natural Beauty,
WiseElder TruthTellers,
Creation Story ReWeavers
spiraling dynamic
systemic
organic camouflage
YHWH
DNA-RNA
WuWei
I AM
bilateral co-arising Time
highway
WinWin HealthStrength
and low camouflage FlowWealthWay.
Atomic ZeroZone complexity
within wave-linear bilateral
PositivEnergy/NegativErgodic
BiNomial Time
"An Equitable Assassin Trying to be Nice"
...he
slides the coldies
across the table,
the beer, American
not as sharp,
but slides down
quick, smoothly
clean
cold
crisp
he thinks,
lips ripe
for kissing
the prints warm
the motive missing
somewhere lost in the hallelujahs
Jacob’s Ladder
crawling with
footprints
hands, fingers
and lips
all over glass walls
Snow White
doesn’t sleep
at all, but ...
cool as a block of ice,
history melting
all over the place
a cold case
trying to be tidy
trying to be nice
an equitable
assassin
out of place
trying to be nice
cool as a block of ice
history melting
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
“All minds and hearts connected with love and light of universal consciousness, in a flicker free continuum ~ what does life on such a planet look like?”
- Unseeking Seeker
Together as One,
One voice and one song,
One goal they pursue,
This heartedly they do,
A mission to accomplish.
None indulge in recrimination,
Turbulent waters abated,
War is not an option,
None is at loggerheads,
Crime does not lurk around.
Equitable distribution of resources,
All stand on equal footing,
Benevolence is at the helm of affairs,
The strong aid the weak,
The mighty prop the weary.
Fabrics interweaved into one colourful piece,
Cultures integrated and tolerated,
Hands in hands they push against the tide,
The table is set for all,
There’s room for everyone besides.
A world we dream of,
Speculative future we envisage,
Tomorrow’s cities beyond our view,
Their internal architecture, classic and ethereal,
Rays of hope permeate the space.
May 29, 2022,
Unity Consciousness Poetry Contest,
Unseeking Seeker.
For many days, I am yearning with my pastime longing to bargain for a mountain
Even though I am not knowledgeable about that marchant, for a dealer of that, then.
I long , I wish I could meet
A payment payable for the price, never could cease any upcoming, though hitchhike
I have a river of my own.
I would exchange that for the mountain
Who else is there, not knowing that the mountain costs less than the river
A mountain static, a river enchanting undercurrent for evermore, meandering trail
Yet, I will prefer the mountain in lieu of the river
I would buy
As I will be the thug, trying to be an equitable mug end, a moron.
Even Though the river, bought earlier was possible for a deltaic plain
During my childhood days, I had a brief, accountable memory
of the deltaic plane, free from any obesity
Enriched with the fullest swings of Butterflies, innumerable
When I reached my adolescence, the deltaic plane turned a misfit
Not one size fits all as the demand shows. Rather I loved the running undercurrent of the river.
Friends said, “In exchange for that small delta, this big river!
A deed, indeed!”
With full churns, I used to feel sheer Joy! Then!
Then I loved the river, with all my truth.
The river used to answer many questions of mine,
Such as, “Please inform about the weather forecast of this evening,
Will it rain today?”
Regarding that, the river replied, “Today, here it is a hot and humid northern breeze, passing through."
Only there is incessant down pouring rain over a small delta
What a rain it is! Seems like a festive eve!
I am no longer able to return to that delta.
He knew that! Everyone knows that.
No one is able to return to childhood days.
Now I yearn to buy a mountain.
The foothill of the mountain will be about dense forestry
I will travel along the forest, and then
This will all be all hard mountain trail
To the top, up close
The sky, hung, close, the lowly world underneath
An agonizingly ruthless silence, with no one nearby.
My voice will not be heard there, audible to no one.
Facing the world with the happening entity, I shall speak
Everyone is here for boasting, here I am a loner in my perceiving try
Instead of a victory, here, I beseech in mercy.
O my world! I am not sinful
Have mercy on me!
Copyright © Tamanna Ferdous | Year Posted 2024
A Belated CCV Das Kapital event...
regarding birthday anniversary
wicked candle box event burns bright
for Karl Marx,
who amazingly graced,
and kindled pinterest
jumpstarting money fest destiny.
Born May 5, 1818, in Trier Germany
to Heinrich and Henrietta Marx,
sans the third of nine children
(and second oldest heir)
Karl Marx thinking begot incendiary sparks,
asper his two most controversial publications
titled The Communist Manifesto,
and Das Kapital,
which political philosophy
incubating seeds of life
of self destruction didst birth
doctrines of class struggle,
historical materialism, dearth
of equitable wealth, and inherent
contradictions of industrial capital
distributed unevenly
across avast swath of Earth
thus inviting his perspective
(conveniently exploited,
mined, and usurped) advocating
the working class (proletariat)
to expedite organized revolutionary action
to topple capitalism and bring about
socio-economic emancipation,
where wages of sin
exchanged for labor bled
fingers to the bone life source, viz proletariat
till slaving laborer nearly
became gratefully dead
despite being encased in 12 point
Times New Roman garb,
who incessantly fed
insatiably maws of production,
(no way to get a supportive talking head)
particularly highlighted
within schema of Capitalism),
a predominant paradigm
stratifying society led
to internal tensions engendered
between bourgeoisie red
dilly controlling means
of production codified as said
as die a critical approach Marx coined
as historical materialism,
where figurative landmines
forced one to tread
gingerly, thus above stated philosophy
would supposedly lead down the road
where self destruction wrought marriage
birthing Socialism offspring
from shotgun wedding,
thus coaxing eventual establishment
to house scholar and gent
of classless communist society meant
to establish free association
of Indie producers who spent
exchanging merchandise amidst classless
campy population hood pitched a tent.