the platitudinizes
I have woken up to the world we inhabit
so, much double-speak, self-interest, egotism
and tame excuses make me physically ill
For many, it is about getting the upper hand
how to lure money out of the innocent
The law is ordered, and the guilty are often
forgiven by those they swindled.
We see through them, they are not willing
to help anyone unless it is beneficial for
them, then demonstrate their kindness
so the whole world can see their greatness
there is a greedy content to their action.
we have lived long enough we see phoniness
the glittering prizes, the hollow press
uncritically reporting on events that are based
on lies by the self-serving elite.
The herd amasses together
The numbers provide the semblance of societal norms
It's a collective value system called conformity
Like bees to a bee hive - they swarm
Non-compliance is unacceptable
The fear of alienation is what drives the herd
The outsiders are entitled to their opinion
Yet crucified for their words
They are self-professed social warriors
With superior morals, values, and beliefs
They project - true virtue
Living a life of victimization filled with childish griefs
Self-righteousness becomes their identity
No one is excluded from their attack
Like a snake that eats its own tale
We all lose something we can never get back
Conformity - presented as collective value
Exhausted - we accept uncritically
The line between fact and fiction
Becomes a complete absurdity
“Herd morality is a powerful beast, with the force of the majority behind it.” - Friedrich Nietzsche
Men grope to put blame for the chaos for our country
Accusing of uncritically ideas and believes with lack of judgment
Delegitimize good names with slander of religion and birthplace
Attempts of discrediting humans beings with no fault, but seeking freedom
Challenges were fought and fought hard against terrorism, negotiate peace,
and health care. He became an incredible source of inspiration
Together we can be an inspirational wholeness in humanity
1/28/2017
Fallen are chosen, Beware of Evil!
Processes flowing,
Penetrate the state of this rhyming,
Devouring clowns clowning around down town,
What’s found is amazing,
Beginnings begin in this system,
Viruses lift up the curtain higher,
These story rhymes fire up at height,
So I write them through third eye eyesight,
Might this be wisdom applied?
Fighting the lies in action,
All the distraction making us fall,
Keeping cool with words of higher calling,
One day crushing the ruling class elite’s heartbeat,
Deception seats their spirits above you,
Few only know what’s really true,
Everyone spewing out “knowing I am aware”,
They're uncritically willing, but winning in this illusion fulfilling our prison,
Applied wisdom in forward and reverse,
Verse after verse like Proverbs,
From the Multiverse,
Applied hidden and forbidden written idioms,
Those of the past I flow for you and take a seat,
Eat these words wisely, deeply rooted knowledge meets with us divinely.
Quincy Mac
Date Written: 23.6.2016
Five after four in the morning. Night-sweats
rumple silk bed sheets. Vague cusp ‘tween night and day
blurs chiseled contours of sanity’s sharpness.
Dreams half-way loosed into consciousness waylay
snuggling comforts. Wee hours’ vague demons lurk
tucked beneath pillowcased hopes, threatening melee.
Coffee at four twenty, brewed under knee-jerk
rituals uncritically gleaned in tender years,
won’t clear the spider webs. Thinking is hard work.
Terrible, really, yet recently shed tears
obscure simple joy’s sole right to imminence,
caking like blood drawn by yesterday’s spears.
‘Til mercy’s sunbeams despite grief’s vehemence
melt bitter frostbite of long lost innocence.