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24
Dec
22

This Reality – A Mind-bending Quest


This Reality – A Mind-bending Quest

Marching toward the threshold of insanity,

Through the doorway to madness’ bliss,

Giving to schizophrenia; a duality,

Painted in shapes and colors, hard to resist.

A conspired fiction intertwined by questionable reality

Both a hallucination, being chemically induced.

Which presence of mind does  contrive banality;

Which illusion, can most truth be deduced?

What barb-hook catches want from  this fall,

For the truth to this reality is waning at best?

To an inevitable state that is sure to befall,

Rose colored glasses toward a mind-bending quest

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31
Jul
21

Relevance


Happiness

The nebulous presence of impeding distractions giving rise to misplaced

priority to what the life journey is meant to flourish:

I travel this path to this life given

Distracted from seeking the truth to Being

Though my mind has not been dulled to its presence

It is the search for this truth to enlightenment

That my spirit seeks its knowing

That I may flourish by the fruits of its giving

To in turn be empowered with its teaching

That those others in my presence

May too favor from its reward

07
Jul
21

DUCK for COVER!


DUCK for COVER!

They among the global population whom speak of human history as though it must be sanitized; to deny the pain history has inflicted upon humanity through the ages; naively, or purposely ignorant to Reality: without Pain, there is NO GAIN!

But more significant to this presence: those among the global community whom pacify the vocal minority body demanding this paradigm–shift, must deny this happening before an atrocity makes its way.

The ongoing delineation, dissemination  of language, particularly in Western Culture in the sphere of social-sexual-moral-gender-racial-political– etc., cultural identity is taking daily conversation down the preverbal rabbit-hole!

It should be clear to any rational observer that Humanity, increasingly affected by this growing discourse is pursuing a trajectory toward chaos, and potential civil-unrest. A development made most evident with the advent of DONALD J. TRUMP; first as presidential candidate, then exponentially when elected 48th President. He should not be deemed a cause, but more the impetus fueled by general discontent in all strata of American populace save for that of the Wealthy!

It might go down in `history’ as a matter of there being a powder-keg’s fuse, waiting to be lit; and Donald just happened to be the lit torch!

This growing crisis of disruption to social-institutional norms is unprecedented since the 20th and now, 21st century for the majority of Western Culture countries. Evidence to this being the case: the growing cry for Nationalism and Racial identity; independent State-hood; termination of global-unity/alliance agreements such as NATO, BREXIT, the dissolution of the European-Union, etc..  The demonstration cry voiced by bands of primarily, young-White members of the global community of western, allied countries.

Pervasive distrust of all the sources and medium of information communications seems to be surpassing the critical-point of no return. Skepticism virally affects any opportunity to gain consensus to that being as true versus false. Rendering remedy for solution highly questionable to attain especially given the diversity, scope, and spectrum of any topic of social discourse.

Of course this gives ample fodder to foes of allied western countries. Through false information and directed propaganda circulated on all forms of pervasive, and highly consumed social media platforms they can easily infuse themselves as accelerant to the current brush fires of discontent, with hopes they will incite violent rage of destruction. And significantly: distraction!

There is no reasonable observable conclusion to this growing condition save for that future historical accounts will ideally speak to clearly; however, in the mean time: keep eyes and ears open to the discourse in order to know when it will be appropriate to DUCK for COVER!

28
Jun
21

Penance?


PENANCE?

Reshaping the making of future’s thought,

Result of history filtered, reasons brought?

Propriety of purpose, morality sought,

Or guilt of human experience, fraught?

Millennials’ millennium redefining the course,

Humanity’s trajectory made better, or worse?

Black Swan abridging insight to discourse

To past ailments, now the driving force?

Reconciliatory edict presently defining a way

History’s forgiveness being the price to pay?

Or character of true purpose to convey,

What was done, will never be white-washed away?

01
May
21

Lockdown


As one amongst the countless many, the persistence of the Pandemic to make its presence globally known, and the consequence of it; no doubt many are feeling as the following short prose aims to amplify; but understand, it is meant more as recognition: many are as so inclined to think yet too, the day will without doubt come when ALL will once-again rejoice and bathe in the day’s bright light of happiness!

LOCKDOWN

Passing through each new day resembles walking into a seemingly endless tunnel; dark save for a dim, dot of light in the distance, beckoning you forward as reward for the effort to its source yet, unyielding, the darkness persists to encompass, and the light growing no more brighter by the effort, and time spent.

22
Jan
21

To Be Heard


As one who has spent many hours of his life infused with the need to express what is felt, seen, and heard; to acknowledge a young, inspiring Poet Amanda Gorman [https://youtu.be/FpR7iELvVrI]: to give poetry its place to affectively communicate in so many words, the hearts, minds, and consciousness of the many; gave inspiration to the following in tribute to her glorious achievement(s):

To Be Heard

To write a Poem, is not just words;

It is an individual’s feelings, felt to be heard.

To those whom encounter such a poem;

Know, its meaning is to find an emotional home.

Inspiration, often from the most innocuous place,

Can stimulate a composition of wisdom, hope and grace.

So, understanding that a Poem is more than just words;

Let its next encounter give cause for its meaning to be truly heard.

14
Nov
20

Cosmic Trail


With all the strength that is my mind

I reach down deep, within my soul;

Prodding in search to find

My purpose – my ultimate goal.

My brain all muddled, and confused;

Consumed in search of a truth

To answerer the question:

 What am I here to do?.

I know, with degree of certainty,

Countless others are of like mind;

Accepting life’s given challenges,

In hopes of this answer too, they will find.

Day in, day out – life-cycle continues;

Plodding along in mindless routine

Changing hats, and coats but, not the venue;

Driven forward by energy forces unseen.

Emanating from the minutest of Earth’s creatures;

Time’s life spirals outward, increasingly to an empirical scale;

Though we exhibit different living features,

Incrementally, we all follow the same cosmic trail.

20
Jan
19

Where Have I been?


 

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It has been some time since posting to NAYKD POET, not for lack of want, but truly, finding little that is positive to inspire expression; what ever the topic, and/or, medium of communication conveyance.

This tumultuous era, as a collective: Humanity, we are now experiencing, by my armature examination, is a culmination, in fact a collision, of the facets that constitute the infra-structure of society: civil or unruly.

The basic, principle category components: Science, Religion, Politics, Finance/Economics, Nationalist Culture, Sexuality, Genetics, Technology(ies); all being, presently, challenged to their relevancy, to the individual, and as a collective. The latter being discriminated into groups, or tribes, defined by such criteria, resulting in a matrix of potential, conflicting beliefs, truths, and acceptance.

And, not unlike the trauma imposed upon global humanity during historic revolutionary changes in human development, duly categorized as the: Stone-age, Iron-age, Industrial-age, and now, the Information-age; this latter period likely to be the most daunting to lapse into a state of manageable, universal conformity.

The exponential presence, and societal relevance, of Internet communications, the portable devices making possible instant communication: text, voice, video, are contributing to a climatic change; the temper(ature) of tolerance: capably, willingly assumed, without direct imposition by a ruling-class.  When a true, scalable instance of expression, within moments of happening can culminate in violent riot, or the saving of a life, simultaneously witnessed, and responded to, by every globally connected individual, instantly.

The diversity of viewpoint, opinion, on virtually any topic of free expression, or conflation of information, has manifest a vital opportunity, but at the steep cost of credulity: who, or what, to believe to be true, honest, and factual. 

What the Information-age appears to have most successfully achieve, to date, is to expose how dangerously disruptive diverse beliefs, and allegiances, to the definable, basic component structures that form an evolving human presence on Earth can be.  And, unfortunately, with the ever expanding web of virtual influence of information technologies; matters have greater promise of unbridled upheaval and disenfranchisement.

Not a happy, nor positive projection of time to come; but, awareness to this potential, to this mind, will serve well to temper what ever storm is yet to erupt.

Comments Welcomed:

29
Sep
18

To a life borne


 

 

proclivity

Here I am found behind locked door

To a life I swore to be no more

But, what has been gained, is lost

It is to moments of life, the cost

Hidden by the shadow of what was

For no reason, just because

Movement of time has given to dictate

What will be, not given, but to take

Forlorn is the cause de jour

Not to be exposed, but demurred

Reason for last chance to find remedy

To a life borne to hardship and calamity

28
Mar
18

Thoughts De jour


tash canIt’s been a while since motivated to put random thoughts to reality’s gain; but, so goes this day:

Nights Spent:

Like roaches that feed in the void of light; hiding their machinations from morality’s sight; to garner the lust of debauchery’s delight; filled with feelings contrite; displacing rancor with blithe; to find refuge in other’s fright, so go the hours spent by night.

Field of Dreams:

Blazoned upon open fields of trails; foot passages that hide deviant tales; trodden by exploits where wanton lust prevails; greed for pleasure hard to curtail; a place, ethical prohibitions are destined to fail.

Bathhouse:

Through dim-lite corridors, naked men parade; each lost to their own charade; to orgasm of pleasure, they’ve become the slave; for it, their moral soul to trade; open doors, engorged lust wantonly displayed; stale sweat, spent cum pervade; pheromonal triggers waff and cascade; driven to frenzy, driven to engage.

Creative Block:

Cloistered in a humble room of mindless imagination; spawned from germ of discontent; survived by the fruit of constant failure; striving toward ill-conceived ambitions; thwarted by the causation of reason; hopeless to gains of promise; foments realization to threat of survival.

Book:

Brandishing tool of eloquence; striving to be creative and communicative of mind, thought toward their realization of meaning; embodied in time, the measured vehicle of distributed reason; unencumbered by resistance of ridicule; saved for perpetual salvation of archival history.

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