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"Laid Upon Their Alters"
qhapaq hucha
it begins at birth
the most precious
resource of all
we are registered,
audited, one by one
under the rod measured
by lizard rule
the capacocha
children of complacency
dumbed down, some
thorns, uppity, removed
heads counted
to be held high
as trophies, those played
and won
for the greater good
oh yes,
we belong;
we belong,
we’ve always belonged,
to the ruling class
sapa inca
orders sacrifice, daily
all are held up to the Sun
of the others’ huacas,
accountable,
we are ears of corn
sheared and scattered
kurnels sown to replenish
a new world
fresh crops
laid upon
their oily alters
falls the empires
one by one
like conquistadors
they dissolve us
holy sees parted
red and bleeding
we are all children
well drugged
foreplay for prophecies
all war rooms
cleanly wiped
disinfected, by fire
baptised deja vu
submerged
together
we are something else
to behold
realm of the four parts
these final moments
matter
(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)
“With their royalty and focus of worship destroyed,
the general population readily accepted Spanish rule
as “what was done.” This created local assistance which,
along with outside factors, allowed the Spanish
to completely conquer the region by 1572,
marking the end of the Inca Empire.“
“This pattern of manipulating a people’s concept
of ideological power, in conjunction with
relational and material power,
is seen throughout history
and is often a large component
of the fall of great empires.”
"That’s why the banalities matter.
When the real issues come up, healthy states,
the ones capable of handling and minimizing
everyday dysfunction, have a great deal more capacity
to respond than those happily waltzing toward their end.
But by the time the obvious, glaring crisis arrives
and the true scale of the problem becomes clear, it’s far too late.
The disaster—a major crisis of political legitimacy, a pandemic,
a climate catastrophe—doesn’t so much break the system
as show just how broken the system already was."
How can you focus on love, when you’re solely focused on hate?
How can you focus on beginning, when you’re solely focused on killing?
How can you focus on nurturing, when you’re solely focused on discouraging?
How can you focus on fullness, when you’re solely focused on lust?
How can you focus on compassion, when you’re solely focused on ruthlessness?
How can you focus on appreciating, when you’re solely focused on disrespecting?
How can you focus on heart, when you’re solely focused on outward?
How can you focus on connection, when you’re solely focused on detaching?
How can you focus on loyalty, when you’re solely focused on being fickle?
How can you focus on kindness, when you’re solely focused on ridiculing?
How can you focus on defending, when you’re solely focused on abusing?
How can you focus on harmony, when you’re solely focused on war?
How can you focus on happiness, when you’re solely focused on sadness?
How can you focus on growing, when you’re solely focused on minimizing?
How can you focus on caring, when you’re solely focused on disliking?
How can you focus on your emotions, when you’re solely focused on numbness?
How can you focus on courtesy, when you’re solely focused on grievance?
How can you focus on creation, when you’re solely focused on competition?
How can you focus on dreaming, when you’re solely focused on being perfect?
How can you focus on discovering, when you’re solely focused on concealing?
How can you focus on encouraging, when you’re solely focused on hiding?
How can you focus on the present, when you’re solely focused on always looking?
How can you focus on actually living, when you’re solely focused on surviving?
How can you focus on life’s riches, when you’re solely focused on greed?
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We all hear about the habits of successful people,
My habits are not the same.
Successful people, whatever that means,
Their habits seem kind of tame.
I don’t read a lot, nor organize my year,
Nor ever get up bright and chirpy.
I enjoy writing my thoughts, living spontaneously,
Then waking up feeling blurry.
I dance in elevators, touch hot plates,
And practice arguments in my head.
And rather than minimizing distractions,
I live with color and music instead.
And when I’m on the phone I don’t sit
And pronounce with perfect allocution.
I walk the house laughing, joking and swearing-
It’s a trusted institution.
I would like to eat healthy, drink water, walk heaps,
And regularly go and press weights.
But I love my kebabs after a night at the pub,
Dancing, drinking and singing with mates.
Actually, the other day, I went for a run, through the rain,
In the car park, to my car.
It was a fun little run; I dodged bullets and missiles,
Pretending I was a big movie star.
Well, thinking about it, my habits are successful,
Other people’s just don’t match mine.
To me it’s about being happy, open and free, it was easy,
“Success” I would redefine.
Life can be hard and anything can happen
We can do our best and sudden changes come about
It takes strength and determination to handle things
It takes time to adapt to new ways and new places
It may be easy to feel as if everything is impossible
It requires taking one day at a time, minimizing tasks
The big picture can be overwhelming, feeling trapped
But there is always an open door, just patience to find it
Never give up; things can change for the positive too
It may be little things, big things, anything that matters
Nothing stays the same and you deserve what is waiting!
Heidi Sands
8/3/24
(C)opyright
Corners brightened by Christmas' lights dispel ugly grins
Halls of the big house are adorned with true artistic craft
Revere for His birth is heard in those sumptuous hymns
Inside walls display beautiful ornaments of red velvet
Spiritual songs declare the glory descending on Earth
Tempo and beat swiftly increase, then decrease at times
Myriads of shoppers roam streets with foaming breath
Above the cold sky echoes with carols of perfect rhymes
Surrendering the observers feel a faith they had never had
Minimizing his discomfort, the sad haggard whistles a choon
Urgent is the need of the orphan, a gift makes him very glad
Surging from the dark ocean, stars reveals the splendid moon
Imminent is the attraction it draws from cold faces in a rush
Consuming their delight with brisk smiles while noises hush.
Entered in Andrea Dietrich's contest,
" Something New: A Christmas Sonnet- Acrostic
My pick: Christmas Music
Written on 12/20/2015
Magnificent marauders masquerading magically might mean
Messy mollusks masticate marbled marigolds momentarily.
Maybe.
Moreover, momentous mosquitoes might make marvelous mini-muffins mixing marmalade momentarily.
Meanwhile
Minnie made monthly memories merely medicating masses
Mediocre men mysteriously manufactured man-made missals
Might mean
Millionaires mystify magical muggles’ meager melodies making
Magnifying, mollifying mortifying mind-blowing majestic missives.
Moreover,
Mummies, mammograms, mushrooms, minks, musicians,
Models, maestros, minions, muskrats, merry men
May
Momentarily medicate marvelously magnificent marauders.
Meanwhile
Mary May memorize multiplication minimizing
Mark’s Mother’s marmalade mini-muffin memory.
M might make momentous mountain-mincing molehill.
The believing man said:
"I wanted to bypass many things then...
My story was solemn and virtuous.
After storytelling came a momentary pause,
To understand your body, without losing all
And a realization came with a sheer pain
Let us talk together, I’m just getting started!"
The believing lady said:
“Don’t you have this concept of love?
One body wounded, sends signals of pain for all ?
Unites one soul, strong and bold
And in poems and prayers, together we hold!
Let us talk together, I’m just getting started!”
"Our global charm is minimizing day by day .
Are they not in our refrigerated perishable items?
Is it not your TV watching time ?
Or newspaper reading time?"
With a consoling voice with agreeable options ,
He replied, “Let us talk later, I’m just getting started!”.
Both of their inspiration was in poems, big and small
She dreamt of a generation gap mitigation model tirelessly
Through the power of positive tones of poems and poets.
Yet, often times both used to find poets , wandering out there
Jobless, faithless, devoid of energy, passion and emotion
Like a lemon served already in life, for quite a while, understood
And a funny paradox is that, I’m just getting started!
'I'm just getting started' Contest
Sponsor
John Hamilton
9-21-2019
Are there any patriots left
to howl and cry for the sake of audacity
that echoes through eternity?
Is courage enough to defy ghastly death?
Stand on a pedestal and declare victory,
while tyrants continue their walk to enmity!
How often does someone come along
with a plan beneficial to Humanity?
Isn't greed their rising to power from thin air?
We've heard the hypocrisy of their song,
no mention of trustworthiness but fanfare!
Is this a play written without irony?
A cry of audacity is greater than cowardice,
to hide prospective and strategic ideas;
a throne was the centre stage of kings,
they governed according to empathy or malice!
Does a pathetic liar fall flat on his face,
and yet unharmed gets up to redo his betrayal and win the race?
Bigots follow him to his end, not weighing the cost of pretense!
The deceiver lives in luxury,
he wears designer clothes,
he looks elegant, a politician so creepy,
on the front page of Time Magazine:
is he another fake generator so mean?
Who's paying for all costs,
is he minimizing losses?
His fallout is an accurate prophecy!
They allow him to do more damage,
no blind can see the actual carnage
of bleeding folks who are denied pity and clemency;
they count nickels and dimes to feed their family!
Some folks lack guts; they let fate run its course!
They stay silent, allowing things to get worse;
lift your cry of audacity; it can't lie in dreary shadows:
doers are heroes, lazy people only wait for handouts!
Communications among organic creations
of sacred EarthMother
are overwhelmingly rooted
in nonverbal
nonviolent communion
Complex evidence of things
within relationships of feeling
and touch,
creatures seen
and heard,
recreations smelled
and tasted,
cognitive awareness of purpose
and intuitive integrity for meaning
sacred smooth full-wombed
woked mindedness
We are, together,
at our best,
on and in and for and of
Earth's rest
in solidarity play day,
compassionate communion
of verbal humane purposes
and nonverbal divine meaning
unspoken yet repurposing
Compassion's enchanting communion
turns movement into dance,
reincarnates muses into instruments
of recreative music,
covers ecofeminist songs
of indigenous wisdom,
evokes birdsong joy
and pensive grey choired mourning,
shushes ebbing and
sloshes inhaling surf,
murmurs in babbling brooks,
capital infested crooks
speaking suffering sibilant servants.
Nonverbal communion
does not bring roaring evidence
for falsely claimed wealth risks
against universal democratic health.
Sacred integrity
proposes a good faith alternative
to zero-sum
win-lose competitive
compromised organic trust.
Earth's meaningful
richly resonant
robustly resilient Tribes
nonverbally know,
regeneratively believe,
feel with redundant cultural integrity
Our univocally global economic need
to advance ecologically healthy opportunity
While minimizing unwealthy
unwise partisan disempowering risks
to this profoundly communing
politically living
regenerative planet
for verbal and nonverbal persons,
quieter peaceful plants,
and all sentient incorporations
organically communicating,
communing beings
health becoming
True purposive effects
and Beautiful
meaning full yet soundlessly nonverbal
causes felt
as sacred needed
and positively wanted
co-passionate
co-operative
communicating
green EarthMother communion.
February 10 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Numbers 5-8
Key Verse– Numbers 5:6 Speak unto the children of Israel, When a man or woman shall commit any sin that men commit, to do a trespass against the LORD, and that person be guilty…
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY GUILT CLEANSER
Lord God, You are my guilt Cleanser against trespasses
Thank You for checking my carnality’s imbalances
I repent from indulging in jealousy curses…
Please forgive me while You bring me near Your miracle-instances.
Lord God, You are my guilt Cleanser against bitterness
Thank You for confronting my bad thoughts, causing filthiness
I repent from breaking Your law due to my stubbornness…
Please forgive me while You free me from chains of haughtiness.
Lord God, You are my guilt Cleanser against evil communication
Thank You for correcting my lack of discipline and devotion
I repent from neglecting my vow of consecration…
Please forgive me while You guard me with Your protection.
Lord God, You are my guilt Cleanser against shallow commitment
Thank You for chastising my hypocrisy in sacrificial engagement
I repent from offering with wrong motive’s settlement…
Please forgive me while You accept me of my favorable ministry-involvement.
Lord God, You are my guilt Cleanser against being worldly
Thank You for calling my attention in my folly
I repent from minimizing value of testimony that’s godly…
Please forgive me while You teach me to come near You prayerfully.
Lord God, You are my guilt Cleanser against proud flight
Thank You for cutting my fleshly pursuits toward vanity’s height
I repent from seeking temporal delight along worthlessness-might…
Please forgive me while You purge me to do what’s biblically right.
Lord God, You are my guilt Cleanser against iniquity
Thank You for chastening my disobedience for me to follow with sincerity
I repent from doubting Your promises of loving authority…
Please forgive me while You assure me to trust You with faith’s certainty.
February 10, 2023