Neither the carrot
of heavenly paradise,
nor even the stick
of eternal damnation,
will win my soul to your faith.
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A spiritual
journey requires only
open hearts and minds.
Month: April 2015
Haiku 29 Apr 2015
Daylight slowly fades
Along with remaining strength
Darkness embraces
Persistent Presence
The steady press of
companionable silence,
over time, shatters
even an iron resolve
opening frozen floodgates.
T.P. Partnership
Transparency, obfuscation,
opacity, deceit.
Get out of the kitchen,
if you can’t stand the heat.
We’re none of us mushrooms
to be sheltered from light.
Most of us, usually,
can tell wrong from right.
A treaty’s no secret
to be hidden from view,
so listen up, you lawyers
you know what to do.
Keeping it secret is simply insane,
Unless us voters won’t reap any gain!
Growing Pain
A slow decent to
darkness with burning eyes dry
from acrid smokey
fumes and bitter tang of tear
gas perfuming grief-wet air.
Mudita
Entangled hearts,
Uniting distant people,
Forge a vast kinship.
Attention!
Attention, you haves:
Systemic oppression yields
Baltimore’s result!
Attention, have nots: haves’ want
any excuse to
ignore your valid concerns.
Protest without violence!
Unthinkable
A whole day slipped
by without a single verse
and yet, life goes on…
Misunderstanding
“Emulate Buddha”,
I said! I’m sorry you heard,
“Emulate Buta”!
In the Face of Uncertainty
Life shivers forward,
unshaken by the quaking
of all we hold dear.
To stop that forward shiver
we capitulate to fear.
Absolutely
Self effacement may
produce an even temper
but there is no way
that he will sit and whimper
when you rise to beat him down!
Zen Thought
Benefiting from
purposeless activity.
Useless creation.
Existential Questions
There must be more than this endless
sequential waiting for something good to stumble my way.
Must I be wholly dependent
upon someone else to meet my needs in their own sweet time?
If I should choose to seize contol
of my destiny, would the earth screech to an abrupt halt?
Or would the dark powers that be
Awaken to my defiance, and seek my prompt demise?
An Economy of Words?
Perhaps I present as pretty perturbed,
but, people, pause please, in our public
pandering of corpulent pundits and
placating complacent patricians!
Pray tell, people, Is it possible that our
primary public purpose is to prevent this
passel of patriarchal, partisan pricks
from pocketing petty politicians and
prostituting the public policy process
for their own prurient, paraphillic
pleasure and preposterous
personal profit?
Respected readers, I really regret
this rambling, ravening, rant
but when, recently, I read that a
couple of compassionless cocks
callously connived to
cast themselves as kingmakers,
I, kind of, lost my cool and
violently gave vent to this veritable,
voluminous volcano of
vitriolic verbiage!
So sincerely sorry!
Yours, One Plenty Pissed Plebeian
Aroil in Pain 