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Time

7/24/2018

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Time tome. A book of rhymes.
The story of our lives.
Could we have written a different ending?
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Digital Lives Digital Lies

7/24/2018

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Social.
Media.
Hive mind.
Break free.
Independent.
Alone.
Too much fear.
Must re-connect.
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Media.
Medium.
Intervening instrument.
Closing the distance
Between human and event.
We can’t experience it.
So we read about it instead.
Or role play.
Or watch on flickering screen.
Anything to live it.
To understand
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On Being

7/24/2018

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So much promise cut short.
Deferred.
Why wait for another lifetime?
Do it now.
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Tired and hungry he sleeps.
Tired and hungry he waits.
Tired and hungry he still runs.
Which are you?
Peace. Stoic.
Unfiltered.
Thoughts wash across the mind and
Drain the water from the shore
Titanic  tsunami on the horizon.
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Cold play. Cold fusion. Cold fire.
Icy heart of all things
Too badly damaged to be made whole again
No, wait. A solution. Warmer than it all.
Love.
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Round holes.
Square pegs.
No alignment.
Stop trying to force
Real communication brings compromise
How about a triangle instead?
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Anger plays its part.
Forces movement.
Expressed kindly.
Creates understanding of the hurt
Unless you turn anger inward and go sour.
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Hats
They disguise
They enhance
They identify
Which hat will you wear today?
Love?
Caring?
Concern?
Happy?
Sad?
How about wearing a bandana instead?
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Returning.
Returned.
Revisit the scene of the hurt.
The act of a coward unless you came to apologize.
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A labyrinth of choices.
Determining who I am.
Where I go.
What I can see.
What I choose to see.
Reality is in the eye of the beholder.
Can I see with quantum eyes?
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Driving a car
Driving a golf ball
Driving a purpose
Isn’t humanity amazing?
So many ways to be in the Now of driving
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Text me no lies
Only truth
Sing me only tunes with heart
Dance with me until sunrise
Feet bare upon the burning sand
We will find the symphony together
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The human orchestra has picked up their instruments
Oboe, cello, violin
Drums and horns
The symphony we’ve begun to play?
Humanity is Woke
We’re performing the Overture
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Let’s build a bridge
Let’s build a new life
A new society
Tuesdays only
After all, compromise is hard work
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Old ideas
Brittle leaves against the breath of a young wind
Falling, changing, dying
Mulch
Rich soil for the birth of the new
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Chirping birds
Marching youth.
Springtime
Renewal
Red-chested robins
New voter ID cards
Worms and guns will be sacrificed to the hungry bellies of youth
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Consequences seen
3 steps down the road
Crisis averted
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Knowledge
Transformed into wisdom
Doesn’t come from years on the planet
Eyes, heart, and mind open creates it
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History’s keeper
Which ancient song will you sing?
One based on the party line?
Or the truth?
But then again, truth, that wily beast is always in the eye of the beholder.
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Be brave. Be soft.
Young. Ardent.
Yes. No.
Move forward.
Make a change
Make a difference
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Fear Less
Fear Full
Climb out
Dive back in
How long do you swim in the vat of green gooey fear?
Until I’m ready to leave it behind.
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Special words
Disappearing ink
Secrets held
Lies believed
Forcing trust
In the untrue story.
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She said I did it for all the wrong reasons.
Are there right reasons for doing something wrong?
Who decides?
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Do we live in a black and white world?
Will we opt out of choosing?
Opt out of dichotomy?
Simply blend into grey?
Should we?
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There can be no words
Only
Heart protection
Bearing witness
It’s a hard path your friend has chosen
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A dozen china pots
Crystal glasses that have never been used
Stacks of unread magazines
Countless DVDs, yet there is no machine
Are you hiding behind ‘stuff’
Rather than forging an alliance with love?
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On Nature and Humanity

7/24/2018

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Daylight.
Sunset.
Some are comfortable.
Many are not.
We all beat with the same Heart.
Gaia.
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The One Heart beating
All grass growing
It’s My turn, She cries,
“Treat Gaia kindly.”
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The Mind of our Mother
Sweet Juice of life.
Waterfall, mountain, open plain.
All this for you.
Treasures beyond imagining.
Yet you spit on Me and grind My treasures to dust.
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Connect.
Embrace.
From the thinnest of pine needles
To the jagged bark of a baobab tree.
Passion in all creation.
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Rain
Mountain
Thirsty in the moonlight.
Green shoots of spring will grow on her flanks.
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Grass
Rain
Rocks
Fields
Missing them
Time to find the sweet breath of wind across the mountain
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Riding the wild wind
Up the mountain side
Storm coming
Change brewing
Why are you still playing in the valley?
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On Words

7/24/2018

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Plainspoken. Outspoken.
Speaking as a gift.
Speaking as a weapon.
All minds. No mind.
Same mind
Same words.
Where do they come from?
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Languages, many.
Ideas, few.
Humanity’s burden
Humanity’s bliss
Speak your truth and others will listen.
Maybe.
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Yester—Day
Al—Ways.
For—Ever.
Made up Time.
Thinking. Being.
Now.
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We enslave
By words
By deeds
Freedom of thought
So very far away
Shackles can be broken
By love
Understanding
Compassion
Recognizing you in them
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Open
O- Pen
Tool for hate or love
Tool for change
Use it wisely, please.
Our future depends upon your ink
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