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Often in life we have to let everything go.
All attachments will dissipate one day,
only the heart and soul survive the blow
of other fingers, other eyes
making judgments that are hard to realise
as they toss away tid bits we held dear
sentimentality... tokens of emotions
we carried safely inside through the years.
The token is just the physical reminder
of an emotion alive and well,
But it's not the token we carry inside,
which is good -
one day the outside will be gone.
Sometimes I wonder about other old women's lives,
the ones with the security of a warm home,
strong and loving family ties,
joy and laughter sparkling in their eyes.
But come on - that was twenty years younger than I am
and I can't build a past from where I stand
at this moment, in my present state of mind.
Tomorrow's always come
but today finds me paring away
at levels of choices, large and small.
I used to envy their security,
but not their blindness
not their closed mindedness
not their falseness nor their skills
in the labors of lying, stealing and blaming...
they are pro's.
But such is the path they chose.
I chose to spiritually grow.
Perhaps security was the price.
I said I do like I meant it, its finish
The present is our and everything
That almost overtook you in the past diminished
I said do because I know what I have in you
Its for keeps and I know the feeling is mutual
I said I do because we click on so many levels
You understand I'm a misfit and a rebel
But you arose and captured my heart I'm
Just the rose petal
I said I do because in every way possible
You're perfect for me, as brainwashed as
They'll never understand that this is how love should be
I said I do because like Christ did for the church
I'm ready to lay my life down for you
Thats true submission because for the wife
Thats exactly what a husband should do
I say I do because I know what the answer is
You made me whole now that I'm reunited
With my better half my rib
"Why wasn't God watching" ~ from the song Georgia Lee by Tom Waits
Genocide.
I can't remember exactly how shocked I was
learning about genocide
when we studied the Holocaust in elementary school.
Later, I read books about it:
Diary of a Young Girl by Anne Frank,
My, Friend, Anne Frank by Hannah Pick-Goslar,
Anne Frank Remembered by Miep Gies,
Man's Search for Meaning by Viktor Frankl,
etc.
Those books replaced faceless victims,
living long ago, and far away,
to some extent,
with a real people,
in some sense,
in the room with me,
into my life -
so sad,
so unbelievable.
Brave people tried to help,
but ignorance, apathy, and evil
won the day.
There was a measure of comfort -
that was long ago,
that was far away,
I'm not like the evil perpetrators,
good people didn't know,
and, by pure luck,
at least I'm not a vulnerable victim.
At first, I thought history's largest scale,
most notorious genocide
was a freak historical occurrence.
Now, it seems genocide is the rule, not the exception,
repeating in every continent,
in every century,
throughout history.
Have we learned anything?
Do we care?
I don't know.
Do your own research - or don't.
According to Wikipedia,
"a United Nations special committee,[43] Amnesty International,[44] Médecins Sans Frontières,[45] B'Tselem,[46] Physicians for Human Rights–Israel,[47] International Federation for Human Rights,[48] numerous genocide studies and international law scholars[49] (including the International Association of Genocide Scholars),[50][51] and many other experts, Israel is committing genocide against the Palestinians during its ongoing blockade, invasion, and bombing of the Gaza Strip""
At least 60,138 people have died in Gaza - 1 out of 37
70% of Palestinians killed in Gaza are women and children.
100% of the population is experiencing high levels of acute food insecurity.
Is all this death and misery really necessary for self-defense?
Genocide.
I know.
Sometimes, I wish I didn't.
Her face showed freshness of a fecund lea,
Inviting eyes lured me then to explore,
Her bosom conveyed warmth that was friendly,
Lighthouse-like beckoning to come ashore.
Each tiny cell of her anatomy,
Derided by the wise as mortal flesh,
And deemed Maya, if not an enemy,
Posed, why such rare beauty be scorched to ash.
Let all the wisdom warn of beauty’s blight,
I still in life’s splendid things would believe,
Let all keep philosophy’s vague delight,
I fall for beauty’s charm, let it deceive,
And love to kiss its lowly dust on death
To keep alive in loveliness my faith.
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Sonnet | 01.04.2014, revised March 2025 |
Note: Beauty is only skin deep, and if one were to scrape a shade below (forget the sub atomic levels), the scene could be quite nauseating. Beware of beauty’s blight, old wisdom says. It is all illusive Maya. This sonnet nevertheless says: let me keep my illusion and faith in loveliness.
Hat Game, The Elevated Look!!!
Hat Game Sauce!!! Hat Game fire!!! Hat Game glory,
every hat that grace my head, tell a story.
Levels in the tilt, power in the stance
When the Hat sit right, it will make you dance.
When you see me, hatting up
know it's more than a brand. It's identity worn,
it's elegance in hand. The elevated look is more than style,
make sure you fit, this ordained profile. It's a state of mind, posture, and spirit.
The divine is at work, so nobody can kill it.
Leaving a mark, everywhere I go, slaying nations,
the grace only God can bestow.
From this Height, no class seems small,
if you're going to bring it,
you better bring your all.
This is how the Hat Game is played, serving the heat, elevate, rise, and repeat.
Keep stalking and staring, you will never be me, chin lifted not in pride,
but in practical relief. They studying the drip, but it's deeper than the fit,
it's authority you can't buy, recommending you commit.
Hat Game Heavy!!!! Hat Game Power!!!! Every stitch tell a story, every curve hold power, from grind in the midnight to bloom in the hour. This ain't fast fashion, this aglignment and vision
where faith meet favor in tailored precision.
The vibe is eternal, and the standards stay high
I just don't wear hats, I crown the why!!!
That climate change
Is affecting the world
There are more hurricanes
And off season tornados
Frozen ice caps are melting
Does anybody care
That it’s causing the
Sea levels to rise out of control
Creating large amounts of flooding
It’s separating our government
Causing hasty decision making
Does anybody care
That it causes an unstable government
Who makes important decisions
It has caused the old diseases
Like the measles, mumps, and chicken pox
To resurface, causing death
Does anybody care
That even polio came back to life
You have more hate
In the world than love
Mainly because of jealous people
Who sets out to destroy others
Does anybody care
02/12/2020
You made me feel safe for only a short time.
The rest of the memories are burned into my head as you danced in your hornets red nest.
Then you abused me and our sons, for vengeance and retaliation of some unknown cause that I will never understand.
How are you considered a man?
When you tell him to read of mice and men; you were the monster along with him, and him.
We are your captives, and it never ends.
Along with your spiteful nature you cost me my limb.
I have been revictimized again and again.
For you took no truth to wedding vows in which you were to love, protect and cherish.
As you only find ways for your selfish greed to flourish.
There is no happy story here, for me it has been prolonged abuse.
You really did it now, when stealing my son and the tumultuous misuse.
The tri fold effect you created when having no heart.
Created doors to open while others also tore me apart.
I am presently broken now, and I have been for awhile.
Beat up on all levels, and horribly defiled.
On trial for your sins, in which you hold no accountability.
There is no tranquility, there is no tranquility, nor indemnity.
#I_should_have_said_all
when I decided to walk out of your life, not that I had any option but situation beyond levels of my reach and explanation, I so wished to made sense of my leaving, at least say enough to fill all the questions that put holes to your heart and soul, at least left you with something to hold on to, just to fill my absence, to your life
I should have said all, at least admitted to the tearing wound inside me, the love, which we conceived the day we met, possibilities and hopes our first kiss assured me and thoughts and dreams that filled my mind whenever I thought of you, a future I told you about, though it sounded wishful and of fantasy
the truth was that, you mattered more than you could ever imagined, yet circumstances took decisions, out of our control and that remains unquestioned, though painful, I could never learned to survive without the cord my heart sourced its life from, which was you, never imagined nor dreamed of your absence to this world without you by my side
I lost a life tht lived inside me,the day I called quits, a life which gave my soul a stand, my hopes and dreams that came to life because that life in me, I too ceased to live, though none realized that, I died joy you love, a smile that connected to my heart and soul, which your presence in me carried, this world felt cold and empty, dangerous and scary, all you changed with your presence, I wish to have said all
# Poetic_Ink
a Pyramid, my answer...
In the Tomb of Inscriptions
it was said to me
"...show a count, of seven, four, one, and three..."
So I wrote them down as traditionally,
one easy step makes a year you can see...
7 x 4 x 13 = 364, plus 1
but seven days, four seasons, and 13 moons
were just too easy... this riddle would tease me
Then there upon the top most floor
I heard an entry through the temple door...
"...this way..." echoed "ever more!"
So I wrote them down to move them around
until they made sense to me... this 7, 4, 1, and 3...
Nine levels, four sides, and the steps for counting...
They don't amount to the sounds I'm seeing
"... four bacab and a pair of twins..."
four bacab support everything...
the 7, 4, 1, and 3...
I wrote them again so that I might see
where they've been...
7 4 1 3
7 4 3 1
1 3 4 7
3 1 4 7
Nine levels, four sides, and four threes within...
741.............................3
741........................3
147..................3
147............. 3
1776 and 12 = 21312 = bacab
... so why the dating in a score of thirteen?
this is
to be
continued
What is that awareness by which each body-mind feels alive and becomes aware?—Unseeking Seeker
The underlying of dog-eat-dog world,
dialogue used to defuse what’s within,
unveiling characteristics, plots and tension
Wilty pleasures of ha ha ha’s thin skin
the restless measured writing in prose
adding realism with metaphor tags
Anxiety insomniacs expose egocentricities,
loyal coterie, and owning denial lags
In what’s plain and unembellished, ordinary,
unpretentious loud screams heard
See me, feel me, read me,
clinging to ink, expecting gold
Unadorned yet in an uptight hold
Give me Kodachrome and enhance my view of life!
A brighten-filter emulsifies, nothingness’ behind
Breathe in, pause, exhaling into wake-sleep
I go beyond the sky and stars, the earth moon trails,
minus space junk’s desires, cheap mind-litter
I am Artemis ll, yet I’ve no mind-space or time
Without a shell without a conch,
I'm the propeller in a solar system
accelerating into orbital grace in a single launch
Earth appears with green auroras and zodiacal light,
A home planet, a breathtaking sight,
a sapphire hovering in velvet
The lexicon of language, the portrayal of image,
Off the cuff spontaneous levels roaming
Aware with deep breaths and where nothing nests behind
I seek refuge, I speak well-spoken, I’ve guidance unbroken
I make merits in holy days through alms,
offerings in namaskar and in mantras healing verses
I maintain these days, I Am this moment
Eye of the eye, nothing behind me coerces