Born from the fertilized, gestated, encoded seed to dimensional reality’s pre-ordained state of contrived synergetically composed presence, an integrally contributing component-facet to the whole cellular determinate, securing the defined composite’s welfare toward living life’s cycle of scripted, freely unfolding, experience.
The grist of daily awakening, encumbered by the resolve to eliminate the angst of being within this captive vessel of genetic codes making, uncontrolled control of free will choosing, blind to ultimate consequence of dimensional implication, experiencing reality of experience realized, seeking what is not yet known to be sought, suffering what is not known of suffering, limited by the limitless choice for choosing, forgetting what is yet to be forgotten, ultimately dying from the death of it all.
The world ends for many each passing day
An end, All, with less suffering, do pray;
Given to life expression in every which way,
Knowing one’s breath, the last toll to pay.
Solace is given by those who remain;
Left to relinquish lingering emotional pain;
Imploring forgiveness for each living stain;
Given to glory: remembrance to a dying name.
Time’s passage erodes any presence made;
Etchings material, weathered, eventually do fade;
Forever lost beneath the gravedigger’s spade;
Fields of granite stone, the sole witness to life once played.
Crying into the Peoples’ well of hope
By generations’ want for peace to evoke,
Parched dry by empty political promises spoke;
The clock of doom ticking toward its last stroke.
What reason to conflict eludes permanent solution
Be it famine, war or runaway global pollution?
Humanity’s advances surpass its evolution
Yet, the path to tranquillity evades tangible resolution.
This current incarnation of earthly human existence,
Its true origins indeterminate yet strongly persistent,
Should, by this 21st century, have become stridently resistant
To self-annihilation, however, such reality seems far and distant,
Should the tears of pain and sufferance ever subside
Transmuted into swells of happiness with love forever to reside?
Or, will the dark essence of what humanity seems too willing to abide
Render an eternity where such emotions conflictingly collide?
Not one to believe in the existence of the mythical domain of despicable hate and vileness mastered by one referred to as the DEVIL however, if ever there is to be one human on this Earth who could/would easily be considered to qualify as an agent to such an incarnate, it has to be the Chief Executive Officer of Lockheed Martin, a well known international purveyor of the instruments of WAR.
In a recent shareholders’ meeting, C.E.O. Marilyn A. Hewson, shown here:
proudly and confidently assured her investor audience that the World is rife with conflict despite the tentative ratifying of the agreement with Iran such that a 30% increase in revenues is confidently anticipated. If not solely for the instability in the Middle East but, gleefully, the brewing tensions in the AsianPacific with not only North Korea but too, growing tensions between China and Japan.
Video: start at 1:52min. to hear her speech (have a barf-bag ready)
One could almost suggest the lips on the pictured face of this despicable agent of the Devil are flush with the spilled blood of the countless millions of innocent men, women, and children for which she and Lockheed Martin shareholders are directly responsible through the industry she advocates and administers. Though she and her financial supporters did not create the state of conflict that consumes this world, they do little to nothing to stifle its advancement and aggression. The revel in her pronouncement, assuring the insatiable desire for conflict and killing around the world to be a source of growth and profit for her shareholders, can only be described as gut-wrenching to anyone with a gram of empathy and human emotion. Obviously, Ms. Hewson proves by her own admission in this video; she and those who gain by their efforts to promulgate the killing of innocent lives for profit, are void of any such human qualities.
It is not enough to support our elected officials in defense against terrorist and radical extremist both foreign and domestic, it is time to demand they financially stifle the advances of companies such as Lockheed Martin, Raytheon, General Dynamics and other provocateurs, from manufacturing and distributing tools of mass destruction.
Hollow are the words of any national leader who purports to be against the brutal killing of innocent lives be it through war or domestic violence when they are unwilling to ONCE AND FOREVER: shut down the source of the tools of war.
To view this volatile world by its extremes,
Difficult to define their measure by any other mean,
Essentially, leads to disasters unfathomably obscene
Yet, unfortunately, no other conclusion is viable to glean.
The binary portrayal of all human issues confronted
Demands and delivers an outcome progressively stunted;
Historical records examined validate this presumptive
Yielding a contemporary civilization stagnant and blunted.
Progressive models to humanity’s advance have long been touted
Yet, these envisioned dreams become quickly diminished and politically flouted.
Even though voiced and demonstrated desires are publicly shouted;
Economic and monetary limitations, excuses given, though strongly doubted.
The pessimistic conclusion to all that here can be said
Is beyond the myth of `tea leaves’ to be read;
The future of global, civil unrest and potential for blood to be bled;
Leads to all that is undesirous, with certainty, lies steadfastly ahead.
Malignant chaos’ sufferance globally grows;
Chronicling an age of brutality, suppression imposed;
Religion, ethnicity, skin colour given cause to diminish, abuse;
Repetitively spoken with indifference, nightly, by mainstream News.
Political factions volley reason for remedy course to chart;
Pulling the strings of humanity’s ailing, callusing heart;
Hope; a candle lit to a darkened room, looms bright,
Yet, is easily snuffed, its flame doused by hysteria and fright.
The battle between goodness and evil, thought to be ancient foe,
Yet, deeper into a darkening chasm of hate seems the current flow;
Modernity; period of intellect able to overcome these incessant storms,
Renders without precedent; historical antecedent to this expected norm.
The hammered wedge of divineness that grows increasingly wide;
Bought by differing nationalism, theology, moral beliefs and pride;
Need be diffused by reason of intellect, compassion and compromise to succeed
So, the collective of humanity can finally cauterize this gaping wound’s bleed.
Since December 2011 by this blog, I’ve purged my heart, mind and soul; laying Naykd my thoughts to all, to know but, with time of near four years passage, what most did not grow, is awareness to a wisdom, my words, with hope, would sow. Yet, undaunted I pursue this work, not for the charm of accolade or renown but, for the mere chance of survival from that which ails this world; I feel so emotionally, so profound. It is my only vehicle to solution short of violent revolution upon the corruptness metastasizing throughout this Human institution but to remain discouraged, by its prolific infusion. `Words can be mightier than the sword’ but, for that truth to be known, the right words need be shown, for the courage of strength, to be sown.
Through the lens of seeing the state of this world,
Its dwindling beauty shows dire signs its coming unfurled,
The presence of an illness plague spreads unabated
Sadness comes knowing it’s humanity conflated
Generation after generation cautionary signs being ignored
Heedless to the wrath of darkness ebbing ever closer more
Conspiring to hide the true fate of what is to come
Smart technologies contrarily keep the majority dumb
When will it arrive and, in what manner manifest?
The list of poisons is long, whatever feels the best
No matter the manner or ferocity of the final scourge
Mother Earth will surely recover from this blessing purge.
The full cold depth of death’s slate-marker pierces the seething heat of raging, blood-filled aroused cock wantonly seeking to be sucked and suckled by the demised, lewd waiting mouth to this earthly grave’s benefactor; to yield, to be swallowed and consumed into vacant deceased gullet; the sweet white flow of life-giving nectar held in the sanctity of human man’s testes; the mythically promised gift of Creation rebirth and renewal.
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