STANDING vs. SITTING

When nature calls me in the night;
I would be lying and be remiss
So as to avoid a wet n’ messy miss
Sometimes I sit down to take a piss
Go ahead n’ laugh it’s quite alright
I won’t think you impolite…

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RAMP-UP TO RE-ELECTION

Seems Obama has regained his ability to hear
In light of pending election for a second term
Getting ousted from White House his biggest fear
So more empty promises ‘til votes confirm


Promises to reduce armed forces to pre-surge levels
Withdrawals ‘til 2014 when again “Afghans’ self-govern”
“By then we’ll have killed Bin Laden and Taliban devils”
“Then we begin mining there for precious metals”


We know this politician is lying when he speaks
We know this man will say anything to get elected
By using deception n’ other nefarious techniques
More of the same…
Unless Obama’s ploys are detected and corrected

Wake up Americans, before it’s too late

The next 18 months determines our collective fate

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APATHY

“As is true regarding evil;

Truth can hide in plain sight,

When you don’t look for it”

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THE SURLY "MR. B”

“My oh my” this fellows so pragmatic
“One + one is two n’ two + two is three”
His responses are so cold n’ automatic
A static mind on cruise control you see

Expects a sunburn on a sunny day
Sees only foible in happiness n’ joy
Danger for a child happily at play
His surly nature does annoy

Makes you wonder why he’s so sour
When hoarding money his only joy
Holding over others his only power
Belittling a lovely wife his only toy

Time to “Pull it together” Mr. B
To make amends n’ finally atone
To face the truth n’ accountability

‘Lest you die unhappy n’ alone

(To Micky)

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NEARLY FAMOUS HIPPIES IN HISTORY

The hippy lifestyle may be a thing of the past,
But many stinky hippies made the White house,
A better place in which to live, work and sing.

Here’s a look at the few of those dragonflies of the 60’s;
"Barefoot Ray" was an absentminded songwriter who wrote
About love and nincompoops’.
His stupid music inspired millions of nimrods everywhere.

"Crazy Daisy Eva" was known for weaving beautiful lamps in her hair.
This woodland flower child also painted blue murals,
Depicting bugs living in peace in an old piano.

"Grandma Groovy Pants Nefertitti” was an anti-war activist who,
Championed equality for all the nerds in our society and,
Supported smart beliefs by marching for justice and “Whirled peas”.

A “Mad-Lib” by Eva (Almost age 8)

SCHIZOPHRENIA?

A few lost souls walk our city streets
Talking to beings no one else can see
Visiting realms beyond “The five senses”
These gifted few, are scorned for this ability

“Medicate” the ignorant doctors’ say
“Bind n’ gag these strange creatures”
“They’re no good for society anyway”
“An aberration” bleat the preachers


In truth;
When the thin veils to other realities begin to fall
What’s seen as “Madness” may be “Transformation”
Assuming activation of Spirit, “Drugs” do not forestall
One moves to higher consciousness and illumination


Judge not those you do not understand or accept
For varied is the path of a “Spiritual Adept”

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“POWER OF LOVE”

Love you come by such stealth!
You catch lovers by surprise;
Cause frozen hearts to melt
Cut tough men down to size

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CALL ME LUCKY…

Call me lucky or call me blessed
God has always taken care of me
For this brief lifetimes just a test
To help me learn from adversity


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GREAT CHANGES UPON LAND AND SEA

Hurricanes, tornadoes, tsunamis and earthquakes increase
As a brown dwarf star now enters solar system
Wreaks destruction, chaos, purification, then comes peace
Sheep are spared, whilst goats pay price for war n’ mayhem

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LOVE COME AND GONE

You were not always gentle but you never failed to love as strongly, as you did everything, you loved me.

It was a fire in you and it pained. I think you hated loving, were afraid of it, as though it might expose some tender scar that never truly healed. But I was grateful even for the cruel, insensate passion that lashed against me. Perhaps I needed punishing. My own love was not always gentle.

You were a god I had to own, keep to myself and could not even share with you. When we first joined our love a trumpet sounded from a storm that rode the shoulders of the night. I lay sheltered, glad to be afraid, in your arms with your lips hard pressed to mine and I drew warmth from you that would never cease protecting me against the rages of boiling from without and from within.

You were my other self, my only love, a self I found and had not known was lost until that moment when I felt you grow within me. It was as though I had created you. No separate lusting flesh was ours that night but one united.

We could dare anything and did. We dared to be reborn in the music of the morning, dared to die a little when the cello sounds of twilight sang. But Love's a celebration not a diary of days. You felt the weight of my dependence and the candle we had lit was not enough to see by. The dearest lovers do not walk in unison or it becomes a prisoner's march.

So we moved on, two rivers forking out from their main stream. You to your work and I, a woman what could I do? I tried to love. I never found myself again as I had lived in you, but I found love of sorts to ease the pain of living.

(Poet unknown)

"I AM A RAVEN"

I am a raven

Freer than a breeze

Beholding to no one

Doing what I please

I am a raven

Watch me fly

Aeries are for eagles

Not me!

Don’t ask me why

I am a raven

Eating what I please

Sleep anywhere I want

Have no one to appease

I am a raven

You’d better let me by

I’m a bit combative

Might pluck out an eye

I am a raven

Better left alone

Unless inclined to marry

Have ravens of mine own

I am a raven

Feathers black as coal

Robbery my stock in trade

Stay clear

I may steal your soul

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VELVET MIST

 

 

She comes to me thru velvet mist

That special place in lucid dreams

Where light and darkness coexist

A sanctuary, where love redeems

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OUTSIDE THE BOX

We’ve been conditioned to accept the “Status quo”

“Go along to get along” seems to be the norm

When our natural way is to live “Outside the box”

A guileless, loving heart our best way to conform

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2012

Academics, scientists n’ mystics looked to 2012

For unprecedented n’ chaotic cosmic events

It would have been good for lay-men to delve

Less into, angst, fear n’ suspense

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IMPORTANT TEACHERS COME AND GO

Years ago I met and experienced a workshop with a very gifted man named "Drunvalo". A man possessed of a gentle soul of mild demeanor, but at the same time in tune in with what is going on in the world around us, and where we might be going.

Drunvalo once said;

"Imagine as a new born baby looking up at parents that are so very different and surroundings with colors and shapes you could not begin to imagine on Earth. Indeed a whole new world to experience...just think about how exciting that would be." Drunvalo was describing what it might be like to be born on an entirely different planet in a brand new galaxy. This speaks to the limitless potential of the human soul and its endless possibilities.

"Inspiration is the true essence of an awakened being"

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TWIN SUNS

Look up through "Chem trails" gloom
Where a second sun shall one day loom
John’s Book spoke of such an aberration
When shines above the Earth twin suns

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PAHANA=JESUS?

Legends of “Pahana” abound in many a tribe
A Healer who spoke of love and brotherhood
“White skin, green eyes” they would ascribe
“A man with great capacity for acts of good”

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PEP IN THEIR STEP

I grew up watching “Laurel and Hardy”
They’d quarrel n’ fuss, and often dance
Two happy guys that knew how to party
Seen them dance to Santana perchance?

(Thanks Bill for the link)

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TEARS OF REMEMBRANCE

After I give up this body and leave Earth,
Who’ll be standing by my cold grave?
As those left before cannot shed tears of grief
That is left to the living who long ago forgave,
The error of my ways, in this life so brief

When spirit lifts skyward, troubles left behind
A few may shed tears of remembrance
For deeds of mine, good and kind
Unnoticed acts of little consequence?

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LICENSE TO KILL?

“Drop weapon” is the military term
“A get out of jail card" or “Magic pill”
When asked the U.S. Generals squirm
About this illegal/unspoken license to kill

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GEEKS SHALL INHERIT THE NET

Obama has a finger on the so called “Internet kill switch”
Like in China he threatens to censor or kill the Internet
“Hackers & Geeks” will take the Net over without a hitch
Then cyber-space heads underground, on this you can bet

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