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25
Jan
16

The Right to Breath


 

 

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Right to Breath

Banking of Nature: An insightful and somewhat disturbing look at current financialization of earthly resources that opens the environment to speculative machinations of Wall Street with its dire reputation for the loss of trillions of dollars worth of wealth by the crash of 2008, the impact of which is still being dealt with and, now this greed machine is targeting the natural resources on which to bet.  

Watch this documentary presented by the Passionate Eye:

http://www.cbc.ca/passionateeye/episodes/banking-nature

to which I felt the need to express my distraught via the following poem:
Right To Breath

Financial machinations of white shirts and ties
Entombed in glittering glass and concrete towers
While outside, increasingly, the monetized world dies
Succumbing to insatiable greed of stolen global power

Nations stripped of resources for short-sighted economic gain
Common Peoples’ lives measurably deemed expendable
When barren, deforested land for them is all that remains
A reality scourge that is inhumane and incomprehensible

Irrational reasoning of so-called wise and learned men
Around boardroom tables devise, scheme and plot;
Their foolishness of folly questionably there to defend
When all that motivates is growth of their riches sought

Stock market speculation of all future life here on Earth
Already an experienced, proven destructive ending course
Will lead to all that is living being given its economic worth
A time when the `right to breath’ will be a financial source

19
Jan
16

Entity


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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.

19
Jan
16

Thought Du jour 01-19-15


JOKE

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.

18
Jan
16

Fields Of Granite Stone


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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.

14
Dec
15

Conflict of Emotions


 

 

conflict

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?

07
Dec
15

You Tube Conspiracy


DEM

Life can impose a path, not for choosing;
For sake of answers that remain looming;
Leading to a destiny worthy of reality’s loosing;
Not a choice everyone is capable consuming.

Mysteries are mysteries designed for deceiving;
Masters of the message promulgate their believing;
Truth to answers’ lying worthy of conceding;
Security to reason demanding ongoing breeding.

Confusion, misinformation, fact element destroyed;
You Tube invented to discredit by way to joy;
The reality joke is the brain is now their little toy;
Convolution, the mechanism most assuredly employed.

01
Dec
15

Steadfastly Ahead


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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.

24
Nov
15

The Life Drawing Model


Performing naked, fully exposed;
Before fledgling artists awaiting the next pose;
Possibly curious to how, with no clothes,
Save for the socks that cover ugly toes,
How is it, this profession, one chose.

Frankly speaking, being naked, a must;
Truth to this doing amounts to no fuss;
Simply put, it is a matter of trust
That, as aspiring young artists, void of lust,
Focus is the image to paper, with charcoal dust.

Ultimately, left to the life-model to diffuse,
To be the centre, the inspirational muse,
Ideally wanting to vary provocative views;
Challenges what form of pose to peruse;
That stimulate creativeness; beauty to infuse.

In the end, it is a matter of mutual respect:
The artist to give, the life model to get;
For combined their energies are there to beget
Truth; beauty of the human form is not a threat;
A reality Artists provide the world, to never forget.

24
Oct
15

thoughts de jour


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Aspiration

Succumbing to the desire to perceive the unperceivable, to relinquish the structured control of reality’s sensory limitation, to unlock the mind of its ability to delve deep into that which is most often feared for what is unknown to be known, to realize the full potential given to each and every sentient entity born to this cosmic presence.

All as One

In the billions plus sentient minds sharing global energy’s strength in disharmonious and disproportionate fashion, a condition derived solely due to the profound lack of understanding to a designed purpose made elusive by its cryptic encoding within the structure of all creation; resides awaiting discovery, the collective power derived by unification; to perceive All as One.

Embodiment Of Creation

In the base binary comprising cosmic energy resides the potential power of all creation when influences of unseen, omnipresent electromagnetic impulses of unknown origin, uniquely convoluted and distorted to produce generic encoded sequential strings that when subjected to exposure to specific environ’s condition, infuse distinct catalytic enzymes to derive proteins essential to initiating processes of transmutation; the fundamental embodiment of all that is to be created.

27
Apr
15

Summer’s Sun


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The all too familiar hum; lawn-mowers manicuring lawns that line the street,
A quaint reminder of the soon to arrive bliss, of Summer’s golden heat.

The brutal cold, the snowy blast of Winter’s storm, desired to be forgot;
Full knowing, it is a painful trial paid, for the most joyful season of four sought.

Much to do about the woes of climate change and, global warming’s effects;
Given the chance to choose between bitter cold or balmy heat, the latter wins I bet.

Though, the ills affecting the world from calamitous, thunderous seasonal storms;
The want to bask under the golden rays of Summer’s Sun remains, for most, the norm.




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