Living In Bliss

Past life is but a memory,
Hours flying past now gone,
Like transitory dreams given o’er,
Whose images are kept in store,
Not but visions left untold,
All to come is not,
How can I make it be mine,
These present moment’s of import,
Too fast gone as if never got,
Present be our holiest era.
Then talk of inconstancy,
False hearts, and broken vows,
Hold to the miracle of what can be,
This very minute true for thee,
‘Tis all that Creation allows…

easy…

As It Should Be

Enemies we are not,
Though the pulpit insists,
Enemies we are not,
Though many spread hate,

Enemies we are not,
Though a love goes sour,
Enemies we are not,
We can contain our pain,

Enemies we are not,
Even though not the same,
The best of you of lives in me,
The best of me lives in you,

If we but learn to forgive ourselves,
We will be able to forgive anyone,

easy…

Answered Search

Our Long Sad History

This child, born into today’s diseased and deranged society.
The child innocent, helpless, self-loving.
Living on natural instincts, needs food, shelter, happiness, pleasure.
Reaches to experience truth and the pure, true, genuine realities of life,

Just as any other living creature would want.
But this a creature human.
Born into a diseased and deranged society,
This fiction we know as “society” of humans,

From the instant of conception, subjected to evil, insanity,
Deranged unnatural madness and pain.
Society deliberately sets out to destroy this child,
Mind, soul, and body, just as it seeks to destroy every child.

Every child, born perfect, must be broken into pieces,
Re-molded into the twisted, irrational, and insane,
A lie-based reflection of the society we allow,
That which rules over us, existing to victimized individuals.

With limitless malice, this the endless cycle,
Genocidal torture and destruction of human life,
Legitimized and validated by the leaders of all,
“Destroy your children, as your parents destroyed you.”

At every turn, derangements await, child ownership, torture, brainwashing,
Societal punishment of its own tortured victims, war, legalized murder, and hundreds of others,
Each rendered as natural, normal, sensible, moral, vital truths, doctrines, and dogma,
But  in reality, indescribable derangement on which they’re each based.

Most of us have little or no real tolerance for the truth and holding even,
The deepest of contempt for it within us, and not even realizing it…

-easy

George Carlin, who shows he understood this quite well as he expounded on the idea like this:

“People are wonderful. I love individuals. I hate groups of people. I hate a group of people with a ‘common purpose’. ‘Cause pretty soon they have little hats. And armbands. And fight songs. And a list of people they’re going to visit at 3 am. So, I dislike and despise groups of people, but I love individuals. Every person you look at; you can see the Universe in their eyes, if you’re really looking.”

So, do you yet see clearly?

 

Drifting Memories

Art and Words to settle my mind