Money For Old Rope

The path to crisis is boulder-
strewn difficult. One must
strenuously avoid the
temptation to do nothing–
that is, they say, when evil
triumphs. Beware any
chance to sit in silence
clear the inner murmuration
of starling-thoughts flying
intricate patterns of karmic
misperceptions. Try and try
again! Do! Move like a murder
of crows as the tempest
feeds on your panicked
activity. Onward, to the
breaking point! Trouble looms
and brewers, we foment
with such good intent, and yet,
our trajectile initiates from
hate, the very rules we seek
to dismantle. This is more than
we can handle.

We set down
the old-world tools
curious, unsighted
to receive what now
has newly lighted.

Inspired by: Triumph, Crisis, Nothing, Temptation and this photo taken in 1890 of my great-great grandfather visiting his son in Colorado.  Do we carry the old ways in our genes, or do they carry us on a wave of preconceptions?


Grove Child

It’s important to keep drawing attention to the way we’re being manipulated out of having any control over not just what happens in our world, but over what we think about what happens in our world.~Caitlin Johnstone 

As a child, I knew one and one
is more than two. Objective science

impossibility, how can we
subtract ourselves from any

equation? Daffy ideas, and foolish
notions, separation presented as fact,

emotions denied, some caprice of robotic
will drummed into me, drumming me still.

As if an unsound tangent took the place
of integrated, syncopated pace

that I could see and feel and trace
in roots and branches, leaves

the grove in which I bathed perceives
me, dissected and inspected

enslaved by depraved systems
which I ought to imitate

for a good grade, abandoning
my precious glade. Urged to behave

while all around me science dug
its unearthly grave. A circling

pattern of thoughts inserted
and my young self perverted

until we arrive today.
That story no longer holds sway.

We see we are complete, as obvious
lies crumble at our rooted feet.

And here we compost this rich soil
with our collective intentions,

the cosmos glimpsed as we uncoil
poised for this evolutionary leap

waking from cultured hypnotic sleep.

Inspired by: Tangent, Daffy, Complete and  Caprice.