Scarcity: Part One

When everything is means to an end

in Markets, Nature, Man, Industry

Resource scarcity is the enemy of Progress

as it eats away Money, Life, Smiles, and Work

respectively, that we've somehow earned

through the avenues of existence

Markets, Nature, Man, Industry

The cornerstones of Galactic Complexity

with multiplexural Earths populating

this understanding, maybe quite complex,

or the essence of simplicity itself

and we will discuss

Resource scarcity as the enemy of progress

for if no battery, no steam

to run the evening dreams on the radio

in a word zero is the number of this beast

and with it comes loss

of memories recalled

and the truck rusts till it won't run

for lack of parts, at any speed given

Soon Money, Life, Smiles, and Work

become irrelevant as they're replaced

by Favors, Death, Crime, and Labor

in a breakdown of vision

We've somehow earned this revelation,

because we're stupid and smart

at the same time

I am, you are

and there's ten-thousand things to confuse

our choice to floss our teeth

The avenues of existence

are the cornerstones

to run the evening dreams on radios

and memory.

A breakdown of vision happens

because we're stupid and smart

with blindspots on every horizon.

cornerstones
support continuation
not a form or ideal
but something real
that would feel
the synergy
of a useful profit.
Any exchange has one.

Maybe today we run
evening dreams on radios
for all over the world
some people have no dreams
and have no radios
for a lack of cheap energy.

Memory
of free energy
seems like a dream,
after so many false hopes
that haunt to this day.
patents. and rumors of patents

A breakdown of vision
when scarcity rules progress
the two indicative of competition
for supply and for demand
as the big feeds the small
hopefully with mutualism
in recycling, reusing, and reduction

Because we're stupid and smart
we make disposable electronics
 non-recyclable diapers
   six-pack plastic that kills wildlife
while we work on cures for cancer
 adopt fatherless children
    smile on strangers

With a blindspot-
scarcity creates
to support continuation
all over the world,
haunted to this day
both in supply and in demand
by disposable life

Resource scarcity creates
demand inflation
as smaller supply
is divided
at the same time
by equal or rising demand
which may raise prices

to support continuation
reduce, reuse, recycle
only what you need
food? beer? what have you
often what you need
is what one uses

all over the world
people need food and beer
and the finer things
like fishing tackle
Is there a way to reuse these
or reduce use?
maybe recycling in the end?

I'm haunted to this day
pooping on cleaner water
than most have to drink.

With supply and demand
Nature has a reckoning
Industry has a reckoning
Man has a reckoning
Markets have a reckoning

In a throwaway society
a smaller supply is divided
like food, beer, what have you.
There are ways to reduce, reuse, recycle
everything one needs.
for society has a reckoning coming.

Smaller supplies are divided
as populations grow
to toss and throw
broken things
in need of repair
or recycling

we eat and drink
resources of the Earth
as dinner
eating mountains
and forests
and fields
taming wilder sides
of domestic life

reducing, reusing, recycling
tames our consumption
so we can afford the dogfood,
long walks on the beach,
and poking dead things with a stick

everything one needs
is but a dancing dream
in the beginning of creation
we do learn as we go
but do so in changing dreams

Society reckons
as populations grow
resources of the Earth
to tame our consumption
and scarcity,
learning as we go

Populations grow
predators swell
disease and famine spread
This is the way of things
in natural systems

resources of Earth
are natural systems
I would suggest
we aren't so different
from what surrounds us
for we aren't aliens
in that sense.

Tame our consumption
I would pray.
But there's things like soil
that are hardly replenishable
and so I would hardly hope
for such when time is the creator
No, when time is the creator
I pray for rain
to start the cycle again.

Scarcity
is the subtraction
of the dream
from the future
with dreams raining
to fill the reservoir,
We must but drink.

Learning as we go
as students without teachers
in the natural world
we aren't so different
when time is the creator
filling the reservoirs.

Students without teachers
must awake and orientate
themselves to possible dangers
as well as boons.
The world crashes everytime
the world rises above
death, disease, despair
With a spiral of survival
for every extinction

The natural world
is the only free conceit.
Every word of man
comes with a price,
from the princes of man
on down to the pauper
The relevancy being keen
to elucidate
but ya can't make a horse drink.

We aren't so different
because as the world created us
much of what shapes
is the same.
The world over

For Time is the creator
of what is useful
through various algorithms
and functions, machines & men

Fill reservoirs as one
must wake and orientate
with relevancy being keen
to elucidate the world over
as a function, machine, or man.

Waken and orientate yourself
It's been a long dream we've been fed
Your school was not the only
in teaching the stock market
always goes UP

Relevancy is keen
in teaching us
the valuable lessons
through mirth and memory,
honor
and unfulfilled dreams

elucidate the world over
those lessons
in memory
you would teach yourself
for many eyes can find
many more problems
For time is the race
of human proponderance

As a function of man & machine
It's been a long dream we've been fed
past mirth
and memory,
honoring ourselves,
and unfulfilled dreams.
Time is the ratrace.

It's been a long dream we've been fed
ignoring Nature and Markets
as Man and Machine
has sculpted civilization
from the wet clay
and chiselled in rock
and carved wood
hammering metals of existence

past what is merry.
It stands soulless
except for it's inhabitants

of memory
now ghosts
haunting objects
largely powerless
to deflect pending balances
our ancestors erected
to ground us

We must honor ourselves
before the dead
and before the living
to remain true to ourselves
instead of idols
that would exact sacrifice

for unfulfilled dreams
We must live up
to our own expectations
and dream bigger dreams
for futurosity
and perseverance
through difficult times

For Time is the rat-race
shaping, chiselling, and hammering
the existence
our ancestors created
for the living
to dream bigger dreams

shaping, chiselling, and hammering
simple ideas are tried on
as a new fad
that leaves altered
other simple ideas
tried on for size

This is existence:
Nature trying new things
over geologic time
turning the simple
into the complex,
something more than
sums of parts.

Our ancestors
laid simple tracks
we follow now complicitly:
the deer, the beaver.
Even fish pave routes
for the hearts of men
to follow back to the beginning
of creation.

The living
are presences
for future dreams
for they carry within like water
the four corners of existence's cathedral
to quench the fires of the bazaar

Dream bigger dreams
and try out simple ideas
as Nature tries out new
over deep time
laying tracks,
sowing seeds,
for future dreamers.

I try out simple ideas
especially if cheap
and usually ideas
are the cheapest thing
in existence
As they get traded down
they get even cheaper,
but sometimes lose their value
as the copy is corrupted
the lesson lost
or relevancy unravels
from wearing thin.
Like anything, simple ideas
reduce, reuse, or recycle too!

Nature tries new,
over deep time
The world is in flux
and not nearly so predictable
our short lifespans allow
as mountains build
and ooze back to bottoms of oceans

leaving tracks of their passage
in rivers and valleys,
erosion leaving scar cities
and skree slopes and fields
on their weathered bodies
as boulders are eaten
by licks from distant oceans;

sowing the seeds
of oceans own buoyancy
as saltiness results
from all efforts toward
reducing, reusing, and recycling
the stuff houses are made of

Future dreamers will float in
ideas traded down
over deep time
in this world of flux-
of rivers and valleys-
from all effort toward
reduction, reuse, and recycling

Ideas traded down
salt the lives of Giants
from which Leviathons then
lick from their skin
liberating salary
shed in pursuit
of purview

Over deep time
the only constant is change:
as money nets profit,
time forges usefulness,
emotions boon happiness,
synergy grows life.

A world of flux
in competing philosophies
Much as the Sun powers Earth,
Nature engenders society,
and Society empowers Mankind
Like Humanity feeds pets,
Each with freewill

By river and vale
by the grace of deep scale
we see that our cats
have warmth their own
and their own defences
against us
Much as Sun and Terra Firma

All effort toward
such metaphor rewards
thought of deep scale
and soon the shifting of gears
becomes a matter of translation
of galaxies giving birth to your hand
in a universe of stardust glowing

Reduced, Recycled, Reused:
shed in pursuit
of time forging usefulness,
Nature engenders society
with the grace of deep scale

shed in pursuit
of progress
experience is sacrificed
happenstance
as plans
replace

And as time forges usefulness
with plans or philosophy
let us not forget the world
and such things as recycling

Nature engenders society
with food, spiritual energy
a place to live
as Nature teaches us
lessons in ways
Universally true

Deep scale
plans
happenstance
with philosophies
of reusing, reduction, recycling
the places we live
and lessons in ways
Universally true

Plans
of the cosmos
fractally
entwine existence
like vines in a jungle
for monkeys swinging
to and fro for bananas
On every scale there's a vine:
one on ground, the trunk
and in canopy, too.

happenstance
is finding
on a given vine
something else within reach

while any one philosophy
is a great tree
that crowds all other
great trees in a forest
competing for nourishment
A world its own
supporting the vineyard

reduced, recycled, reused
I've become a monkey
swinging fro
for a view of the stars
drunk on the fermented fruit of metaphor

The places we live
are rich with such examples
and I don't see why
the universe would complicate
his own signature
beyond recognition
of his own children

for lessons of ways
replicate
from principles.
reflect the blade of grass
in a tree,
reflect the solar system
in a galaxy,
reflect you in me
and the elementary forces
of physics
suddenly become chemistry

universally true
entwining like vines
on which we hold onto
something else within reach-
a world unto its own-
an unknown secret
reflecting

entwining like vines
DNA recycling
conserves salts
functioning
much as Earth reckons
programmed
by elements

on which we hold onto
for the independent
is a scarce thing
with entropy
lurking in every closet
tempting bunnies to mate,
socks to emigrate,
and breaking glasses
one drinks the world in with.

Something else within reach
glitters like Gold
but is a fish
we've come from trees
to swim with
and refresh memories
of distant holdings
as though fresh news

A world unto its own
whispers from the brook
hiding your splashing soul
that navigates streams of time
so that the lion merely
waves from distant shore
of this watery world,
belly left hungry
and carnage untold.

(an unknown secret)
in suffocating lands
of the stars
where we would need
life support
creating life, love, hope
with reducing, recycling, and reusing
most nearly every atom
in the scarcity of deep space

reflecting
by elements
entropy lurks,
creating scarcity
in a fish's life
in streams of time
through deep space and beyond

elements
have chemistry
that recombine
through synergy
that grows life
and programs
DNA

entropy lurks
in time, too
It eats denizens
and the stream
of consciousness
it represents
causing it to evaporate
or disappear into the ground
in death,

creating scarcity
of life
but also creating
change
to the status quo.

A fish, too,
entropy swallows the sea
as a behemoth
feeding on small change
that make a big difference
We call him Murphy,
He would eat crow
towards world domination
if he could figure out how to

for in the streams of time
words are the cheapest meal
and prepared, usually
taste pretty good
as they instruct, enlighten
and get drunk on emotion
I'm a sober cook don't ya think

deep space and beyond?
whom recombines
through synergistic
consciousness,
creating
feed on small change
that tastes pretty good, imho.

recombine
instability
so that the Earth stops shaking
and bees stop rattling
a thousand tiny wind chimes

the synergy
of quieting chaos
and subsequent peace
is the bounty of the Gods
bringing drinks of mead
scarcely seen
in periods of instability

consciousness
fostering
Peace
Love
Unity
Respect
fights instability

creating
stable societies
healthy people
and open lives

small changes
lead to big differences
tea instead of coffee
walking instead of driving
eating fruit instead of candy
tying your shoe laces properly
is like dressing for success

Good
bees
bring drinks of mead,
fostering
healthy people
eating fruit instead of candy

Bees
dance as communication
-interpretive dance-
-a poem without words-
so bees are natural poets

Drinks of mead
are then a product of poetry
Directions:
take this * pour into cup
add pinches of cinnamon and allspice
heat slightly
let sit awhile
and
write back if you
get lifted

fostering
such a metaphor
might bring honey
to the hive
or is that money?
or am I quite drunk at this point
from intoxicating poems
Relax, have a homebrew.

**Healthy People**
please read moderately
and never operate heavy machinery
after reading poetry

Fruity
interpretive dance,
let sit awhile...
might bring some honey!
for intoxicating poems!
Please read moderately.

Interpretive dance
for a job interview
show them you can give presentations
your a self-starter
able to work in groups
as well as alone
can follow instructions
that your a worker

Sit awhile with this,
Why don't we?
Obviously,
Dancing for a queen or king-
they're not going to do any work!
Lazy Bastards
So try to relax and gestalt
deep scale of the company,
-until hired. THEN Start !DaNcInG!!

Bring honey home
It's better than salt
or salted pork
fermented pig is just gROss!!
and I know I'd rather be
relaxed than fat with hypertension

Intoxicating poems
might get ya drunk
or at least relax and please
and maybe inspire
as mead inspires
conjuring verbs,
for conflagration of metaphor
IS the fermentation of honey

Please read this poetry
as a job interview.
I'm relaxed and gestalting,
I know I'd rather be
fermenting honey,
but scarcity and all.

A Job Interview
is competition
for the scarcity
of outside work.
There's always
a quadrillion things
I could be doing.

I'm relaxed and gestalting
that money divides
and war unites
in the competition
of resource scarcity

I know I'd rather
be brewing mead
for it is a craft
that I find profoundly
rewarding and fun
to share with others

fermenting honeywine
involves sanity in practice
for madness
spoils the conflagration
of logic with wild thoughts,
serving their own ends

By scarcity I mean
competition between
a quadrillion things
that money divides
and war unites
serving their own ends

Competition,
a combination
of Nature and Markets;
Mutualism! is Mankinds
flexible strength!

A quadrillion things
have flexible strengths
providing perseverance,
though this world a beach
recycled, reused, and reduced
as the sands of time
and dust of stars

Money divides these
like money itself is divided
over the talent and the trust
presiding in exchange
of value and quality

War unites
the struggle of life
into an ecology of exchange
much as gravity
unifies matters of mutualism

Serving our own ends,
mutualism is Mankind's strength
recycled, reduced, and reused
as the dust of stars
with values and qualities
of ecologies for exchange

Mutualism is Mankind's strength

cooperation,

empathy

compassion

to name several examples

of Mankind's flexible strength

Recycled cooperation

enables a website like this

to send emails to you.

Reduced empathy

enables an energy sector

powering automated robots.

Reused compassion

funds charities for world peace

through mass-market mailings

made of the dust of stars.

Nuclear chemistry creates

everything heavier than helium

recycles material by fusion

reduces the volume

through aggregation

and reuses in new stars,

planets, and life

as we know it!

Our values and qualities

are much like stars and their nuclear fusion!

through synthetic energy

we fuse recycling

with reduction of consumption

One day reusing institutions

in building new ones

from the brick

of something fallen

something broken

An ecology of exchange

cooperates

to send emails to your

planets and life

loaded with synergy

for building something more

Cooperating

minds

exchange quality

products or ideas

another scarce commodity

Sending emails

with instant messages

revolutionizes

economy of thought

economy of audience

closing the cracks

that one can fall through

and filling reservoirs

with licks from oceans

On planets with life

Oceans above and oceans below

make us natural swimmers

to circumvent perils in life

with our 5 senses

and 5 thinkings

loaded with synergy

from our food and thought

combines in quantum chemistry

binding a proton here

a few neutrons

an electron there

opening this or that gate

for destiny to pass through

for building something more

some product some thought

revolutionizing

5 thinkings

opening this or that gate

with quantum chemistry

A product of thought
is conservation
of scarce resources
the three R's but
the skin of the apple

revolutionizing
there's dealing with
traumatic waste
then coping,
and turning towards
advocacy
in dealing with
children without peers
that would turn into rubble
environs fertility

5 thinkings
applicable towards advocacy
are intuition
reflection
syllogism
debate
and argument
Could change the World

opening this or that gate
for positive change
in rationale of bioamplification
as the concentration of conservancy
reaches higher into the food chain

Quantum chemistry
is conservation
of scarce resources
turning advocacy
into reflections
on positive change

Conservation
with the three R's
is simple yet profound
for smart yet stupid
people such as I
There's also advocacy,
volunteering,
charity,
but I would add Hope
in there as well
to keep the Faith
of Life

for resource scarcity
is looming
like a sleeping giant
on horizon
cast in shadows
quietly snoring
and dreaming of days
filled with songs of old

Turning towards advocacy,
we can sing new songs of hope
to lull waking Giants back sleeping
and maybe even get paid for it
as our children swim in the dawn
of the new light

reflecting
off gathering clouds
of climate change
and promise of new rains
that bring changes
for mankind
which means the creation
of winners and losers
as paradigms shift
from oil to solar and hydrogen;
Hyperbaric chamber anyone?

Positive change
hopes for us, so inevitable
on horizons with sleeping Giants,
for promise of new rains
gathers near and dear
that brings fuss
to our summer days

Hope for us, inevitably
lies within our own freewill
and innovation
as magic, wild and free
serves no master

Horizons of sleeping giants
surround our sleepy valley
we call Earth
Many loom
in shadows
of early morn
but mostly
our problems
are conundrums
of existence's making

The promising rain
comes to feed
the valley of mountains
with giants
sheltering us
from the worst of storms

gathering near;
the time to act
is locally
with your mind
on globalism
pressing need dear

bringing fuss
comes the clouds
blocking sunshine
from garden
and recycling pile,
but fear not
for if you'd change the world
one must start with you

Our summer days
lies within our own freewill.
Many shadows loom
but giants shelter
within your mind's
garden and recycling pile.