Fearless Reason

Fearless reason in an age of frightened absurdity.

Pity the Blind Heart

Pity
the blind
heart.

It knows
not what
it does.

Severed
as it is
from self
and world.

Hungry
amidst
plenty.

Thirsty
while
drowning.

Bursting
from
want.

Pity
the blind
heart.

It sees
not what
it needs.

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Pity My Mad Blind Brother

I will not
have you
as my enemy
nor cast hatred
your way.

Life
is too precious
hatred
too great a burden.

I will not
taint myself
with anger
nor reject you
as myself.

I greet you
instead
not as enemy
but as lost aspect
of my own soul.

Looking
through eyes
clouded by the darkness
of a blind heart.

Possessed
by the madness
of a hallucination
of the separate self.

Pity
my mad
blind brother
is the only burden
I will bear.

Elbow to Elbow Eyes Astray

Electronic
hallucinations
crave our
attention.

While
cacophonous sound
competes for our
thoughts.

Elbow
to elbow
eyes
astray.

Sipping
comforting poisons
served
by the glass.

Drawn
together
by human
need.

Alone
together
in private worlds
of flashing screens.

Seeking
one another
elbow to elbow
eyes astray.

Creature of Her Own Mythology

She was
a creature
of her own
mythology.

Exquisitely
alive in
her own
narrative.

She wore
an unseen
drama amidst
mundane moments.

Making art
with the
drawing
of breath.

Her life
her canvass
people
her muse.

Each
vying for a bigger role
in the unfolding
life.

Each
more alive
while living
in the unseen story.

Artist and muse
both seeking immortality
in the mythology
of their temporal lives.

Working Alchemy on the Soul

Mundane miracles
shine forth
beacons of hope
in a sea of despair.

Illuminating
with synchronicity
divine purpose amidst
indifferent causality.

Possessed with
the sublime madness
of the mystic
I converse with god.

Disguised
as Earth
born
strangers.

In conversation
with the universe
we vibrate sounds
for unseen purpose.

Chanting didactic
incantations
in a conversational
tone.

We transform lead
back into gold
working alchemy
on the soul.

Sacred rites
performed
in public
spaces.

Consecrating
conversations with god
speaking through
strangers.

Disarm Your Bellicose Heart

Disarm
your bellicose
heart.

Quite your
warring
mind.

The cost
of hatred
is too great.

The burden
of violence
too dear.

Do not add
to the cacophony
of sound.

With the
drumbeat
of war.

You will not
earn peace
by violent means.

Nor love
with a hate filled
heart.

Be a peacemaker
in a world
at war.

Evil’s Remedy Is Not Virtue But Laughter

Evil’s remedy
is not virtue
but laughter.

Note the
ego’s quest
for validation
and chuckle.

Observe the
wickedness
of evil’s delusions
with mirth.

Watch
duality’s drama
infinitely unfolding
with laughter.

Evil
inevitably falls
under the weight
of its contradictions.

Self-righteousness
sows the seeds
of its own
corruption.

Transcendence
alone destroys
delusions
with laughter.

Evil
holds no sway
when the heart
is gay.

Stars Wearing Anomalies

Stars
wearing
anomalies.

We shine
forth
infinite
possibilities.

Transcending
man made
mediocrity.

We emit
god made
luminosity.

Gods
wearing
bodies.

We are
lights
bearing
the dawn.

A Half Blind Heart

A half blind heart
wonders if it is
better to be blind.

Witnessing as it does
casual cruelties
and systematic atrocities.

That a blind heart
will never see
nor dare to know.

Bearing witness
in silent horror
to the uncomprehending
evil of the blind.

It wonders
if darkness
is better
than light.

If blindness
is better
than sight.

What good
is seeing
if the world
is blind.

What good
is loving
if the world
is full of hate.

Yet neither
light nor love
would the
half blind heart
unsee.

Invisible Courts of Esteem

Whiteness
maleness
and comfort
in my own skin.

Buys
undeserved
privilege.

In invisible
courts
of esteem.

Weighed
and found
to be more
than I am.

More than
others
deemed less
than.

Owing to
undeserved
debts.

Born of
undeserved
circumstances.

In invisible
courts
of esteem.

Where privileges
and penalties
capriciously given
create injustice for all.