Fearless Reason

Fearless reason in an age of frightened absurdity.

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.

Evil is a Delusion of the Soul

Evil
is a delusion
of the soul.

Born of an
uncomprehending
heart.

Perpetuated
by the ego’s
desire for
gratification.

Deluded
dreams
of separate
beings.

Create
perceptions
of separation
to justify hatred.

Manifesting
as violent action
for the ego’s
gratification.

We are never
more separate
than when causing
another being harm.

We are never
more deluded
than when ignoring
another being’s pain.

Evil
is a delusion
of the soul.

Emerging from Cocoons

We are
awakening
one being
at a time.

In different ways
to different degrees
at different times
to the same reality.

We are
learning
the wisdom
of the heart.

We are
realizing
the folly
of egotistical desires.

We are butterflies
emerging from cocoons
marveling at our wings.

Joyous
that we did not
transform alone.

We fly together
Earth bound forms
merely a dream.

Be Authentic

Be honest
rather than
expected.

Bear your soul
to a stranger
with your eyes.

Be vulnerable
rather than
guarded.

Listen
more than
you talk.

Be silent
comfortably
amidst discomfort.

Comfortably speak
uncomfortable
truths.

Be authentic
and vulnerable
with silence
and words.

Life Lives Here in the Now

I can
do nothing
about the past.

The future
is not
guaranteed.

I lived
in the past
I may not
live in
the future.

I am alive
only in the
present moment.

Life lives
here
in the now.

The past
is a graveyard
the future
a dream.

I will not
agonize over
dead things.

I will not
worry about
dreams.

I will live
among
the living.

Where
joy and light
lives.

I will
make my present
a heaven
until I have no
presents left.

I will be good
and practice virtue
without regret
for the past
or hope
for the future.

Ambition Rules the World

Ambition
rules the world
but works
through men.

Agnostic
as to its use
it seeks
only to burn.

Striving
for satisfaction
of the soul’s yearning
to be whole.

Trapped
at first
in the need
to survive
and be.

Moving
upward
after being
toward movement
and desire.

Then
onward towards
the self as
separate from
the whole.

An
ambitious few
learn the lessons
of love.

Recognizing
the self
as both separate
and a part
of the whole.

Ambition
rules the world
but not through
the most ambitious
of men.

Mankind
is ruled
by the
remedial few.

Yearning
to be whole
yet unwilling
to love.

Insane
with thwarted ambition
the rulers of men
move outward
but not upward.

Reigning
as mad kings
upon thrones
of incompetence.

Unbearable Things Inevitably Fall

When the
status quo
is unbearable.

Serving it
becomes an act
of revolution.

Unbearable
things
inevitably fall.

Gravity
gets
its way.

Neither
nations
nor men
escape their
sins.

Though
they bear them
for a day.

Unbearable
things
inevitably fall.

Karma
gets
its way.

When
nations
and men
bear karma
and sin.

Serving them
becomes an act
of revolution.

Unbearable Status Quo

I write
bad poetry
and dream
of revolution.

While
laboring
for an
unbearable
status quo.

That enslaves
master and
servant alike.

A white collar
enforcer of
systematic
injustice.

I seditiously note
unbearable things
inevitably fall.

They locked my body
in a middle class cage
of unforgivable debts.

But my mind is free
to write bad poetry
and dream of revolution.