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Folks ask why
I chose Elon as my guy,
Smart and tough
Knows how to fight even when rough,
Let him loose
To put woke projects in the noose,
Cause a stir
For progressives to deter,
Stop the rot
That placed us all in this garotte.
Act with haste
Take a sledgehammer to the waste,
Clean up house
Never mind who first we douse,
Set the scene
For what will come not what has been,
Make us great
Stem the voices that insidiously berate,
Make us strong
Choose what's right and not what's clearly wrong,
Pull as one
Don't cheat and steal then simply run,
Trust in him
For the fate of all excesses will be grim,
Trust in me
See how great united we can be.
My Grandmère and I have long, gossipy conversations,
where we fall into our own chatty, slumber party rhythms.
She’s met or knows everyone important, and people tell her things.
They DM her or whisper secrets of lives ordered but loveless,
of careers choked by excesses and indiscretions.
She gets stealthy, leaked business reports of purported fortunes gambled and lost or of innocence wasted in bittersweet embrace - delicious, tangled narratives that expose the gaps between facades and realities that can’t be purchased.
Sometimes we pop popcorn on our private ends of the Atlantic
watch Netflix, share secrets and laugh conspiratorially.
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Songs for this:
Us by Regina Spektor
Young And Dumb by The Bird and the Bee
Everybody talks about love
People glorify love with attributes
They say love is this , love is that
We all hide the truth!!
Love is always like the body lying in state
Nobody wants to further soil the clay
Love is selfish
And that selfish love is what we all crave
We want others hurt to feel loved by that fave
We say love is beautiful
And nobody wants to admit love is wicked
But that wicked love is what we so desire
We sometimes kill if that's what our hearts require
We say love is Trustworthy
But love is deceitful
And that deceitful love is what we hold on to with alacrity
We all spew and consume lies for emotions' security
Love is flawed
Love is rogue
But Hey,
Love shouldn't be perfect , it just needs guidance
Love's priority must focus on humanity
Commitment of Love to humanity takes care of its (love) excesses
love is us!!!
Religious cooperative
When I do, as a liberal, I should defend Muslims and
their religion and the right to worship as they wish
Yet I think Islam is holding the people back as it is
too self - obsessed putting the absolute demands
of this subversion of this eastern religion that is
a comparatively new religion with elements of
Judaism and Christianity, yet Islam is, despite what
We have heard about the excesses of the fanatics, who
contrary to true Islamic thinking, spew hateful lies,
a peaceful religion as we see practised by
the Palestinians.
Both creeds, Christianity and Islam, reject the idea of
free from all sexual norms of Judaism, and before we are
dismissed of anti- Semitism, I still think we are right
The melancholy way she twists her tresses.
Brilliantly, seductively blond; forever mad.
The pallor of her face, her wail expresses.
Off and on her rocker, the specter confesses,
But excuses the way she murdered the lad.
The melancholy way she twists her tresses —
It’s clearly the mirror, she addresses.
“In the end,” she says, “he was just a cad.”
The pallor of her face, her wail expresses.
Prince Charming wasn’t happy with her excesses.
She is clever - wants the mirror to think she’s sad.
The melancholy way she twists her tresses.
Sixteen, what a bombshell - her curve progresses,
draws lust, in her heyday before her present, bad.
The pallor of her face, her wail expresses.
“No one tells me what to do!” she stresses.
Unlike her Victorian gowns, her anger’s not a fad.
The melancholy way she twists her tresses.
The pallor of her face, her wail expresses.
10/31/2022
THIRD-PERSON VILLANELLE
L. Milton Hankins
A return to Normalcy
As night comes, all are at ease
We return to slumber
In the electric comfort
Of artificiality that is our lives
We revel in the false sense of our own
Modern conveniences
We forget the thin veil between
Our electric life, truth of nature’s brutality
Of our existence, we believe we are
Immune to the real world, harsher realities
Till only a loss of electric life or death, finite
Our comfort zone is rot, lost, and won
Something jars us back to reality
Of the world so frail
So it goes for everything n anyone
We are wrapped in ourselves
We are ignorant of the truth, in flesh
We hid in the comfort of our arrogance
We whitewash our history
We tell ourselves one thing
We miss direct our attention
With glamour, illusions, n media broadcasts
Peel back the thin layer of civility
See the bones of mortality
The flesh of humanity
The blood of our souls, vanity
We are primal and dangerous
Everything foretold, lost
We are comforted by our excesses
We fear what we cannot hold
And believe all we are sold
As we turn in for a much-needed reprieve
A needed night's rest, we are in our woolen
Wilds and slumber in our hypocrisy.
Libya, the endless tragedy
A shower, first thing at daybreak, washing away the night's excesses stalking the bleak corridors of the nether world and the dead bodies refused by the sea
are demanding a proper burial, like the man who built
the dams that bring sweet water to the coast.
How many died 10000 or more, no one cares like when NATO bombed Libya, deaths were not reported.
When the tragedy hammered the once proud state into
a breakable portion,, the migrations to Europe became
an unstoppable flood of lost humanity seeking shelter.
As this tragedy unfolds, oil pumped up from the ground
that is the only thing that matters
Whoever exults himself will be humbled
but whoever humbles himself will be exalted
Matthew 23:12
I’ve heard it said that the top three virtues needed to live the Christian life are humility
Humility
Humility
I hope that made you smile
Everyone can use more humility
the foundation of all virtues
Our society tends to exalt excessive selfishness and personal power
as well as pleasure
wealth
fame
fortune
No one is immune from such attractions
Yet humility’s power detaches us from what fails to satisfy
While humility sheds light on our vanities
mistakes-things God might be calling us to reform
Or repent of during Lent
It also empowers us with the good
The true and the beautiful
Only by ridding the excesses
Our sins
Our vices
Can we be empowered to do the things that bring God’s love
Redemption to our fallen world
"The ways in which we apply these [empathic] abilities
to controlling the excesses of growth and expansion
[by nurturing multicultural synergetic balance]
over the next century
will be the greatest test
of our evolutionary [democratic Win/Win]
sophistication." D Holmgren, Permaculture, p. 73
Sophistication is not
jingoism
nor tokenism
nor nationalism
nor sexism.
Democratic evolutionary sophistication
requires developing holistic integrity,
invites and nurtures polypathic
health of interdependent pleasure
and wealth of intersectoral compassion.
Until our League of Women Voters
becomes a Legion of EcoFeminist Speakers and Listeners,
leaders and co-operative
co-invested followers.
Until our democratic national party
becomes an everyday
InterNational InterDependent PolyCultural Health Party.
Until our republican nationalistic party
becomes a cooperatively-managed
EcoTherapeutic Wealth Development Project.
Until each educational and religious system
becomes a polyamorous paradise
for mentoring Restorative Peace,
a remedial safe space
for battered and neglected
abused and exploited
miseducated and disempowered
Republican girls and women.
Until each Town Meeting
becomes a bipartisan win/win part
of EarthMother's CoPassionate Discernment Network.
Until each political campaign
becomes a NonViolent Communication progression
reinforcing our EcoPolitical CoOperative Health Trust
of and for Earth's Peace Wealth.
Until Type A caste supremacist planning
to extend competing Win v Lose Yang
reweaves equivalently
with processing Type B
nurturing Win/Win
caste-abolishing Yin.
Until Left deductive dominance
panentheistically religions again
with Right inductive
mind-passion/body-pleasure.
Until masculine strength with endurance
also means feminist flow with nurturance
through mutual Left/Right bicameral
cooperativity.
Until day
becomes not so much nightmare.
Until "unsophisticated women"
becomes an oxymoron,
a population of zero,
empty vacuous imaaginary population
now singing more resonant harmonies
dancing more resilient memories.
To totally trust Earth invites
no one perfectly correct health path
Suggests we will find no wealth path
totally corrupt.
To commit to our best way
for healthy now
in this quasi-wealthy place
and this RealTime,
with resources accessible
may be irredeemably wrong
only in our potential
for egotistic excesses,
ego-mania
non eco-woman Earthy enough.
Polypathic balance,
polyphonic harmony,
polynomial integrity,
polymorphic bilateral intelligence;
these are the love
and faith
and hope
and wisdom
of revolutionary compassion
for ourselves
as part of EarthOther
Forgiven climate trespassers
as we forgive
our inhumane ecological debts
Empowering further ego-recentering
in curious pathway nonjudgment
by patiently enlightening,
choice enlivening--
Past Yang left-brain autonomous,
Future Yin right-hearted interdependent--
Ego/Eco-systemic experience,
bilateral balancing memory,
healing compassion's doubled
yet untroubled image.