Scarcity: part 3

spririted materialism
for nation
Fathers'
peace
intelligently
grows
remembrance

Nations
gather and sow
society

Fathers
gather and sow
family

Peace
gathers and sows
humanity

Intelligence
gathers and sows
ideas

Growing
all these
can be
quite a puzzle

Remember
society's
familiar
humanitarian
ideas
began puzzled
societies
of bison
protects
the herd
both weak
or old

familiar
lessons started
as hard nuggets
we picked in streams
hammering these
small truths
until beautiful
or useful

Humanity
shelters the weak and old
so maybe we're a little bison
maybe we're a little of everything
with lessons to open
in churches of life
in sanctuaries of living
Maybe all species
reflect some aspect
of each other's societies
We are called a web of life

The idea,
is no idea
the understanding,
is no understanding
when there is nothing,
it is most fully present
and when in disarray,
is it most ordered

Puzzles
protect
the hard nuggets
we pick in streams
for lessons to open
where there is nothing
protecting
the web of life
is the web of life
there is nothing
needed to give up
for security
except one's
weaknesses.
If scarcity is a weakness
give THAT up to God.

Hard nuggets
are taken
as prizes
isn't it better
to be soft
and weak
in streams
of life
as most is

We pick in streams
that which will feed
our minds & bodies,
our souls
cry in growth
for nourishment
our eyes prize
from puzzled light

lessons open
for those who can see

where there is nothing
except one's
stream
in which we feed
our souls
that see
except one
universe
little?
has ever
been created
from
nothing

streams
start
nowhere
and form
into rivers
and oceans
full of life

feeding
more
life
in wondrous
creation
of living cradles

for souls
to explore
learn
and grow
life
love
and hope
as rain
that creates
streams
of consciousness

that witness
creation
full of life
in living cradles
that explores
learns
and grows
creation
winds clocks
with keys of time
gripped in hands
of freedom
and necessity
for another day's
invention

full of life
we wind clocks
turning keys of metal
gripped with fingers
of duty
and accord
for another day's
coordination

in living cradles
time slows
time speeds
and sometimes
breaks down
or runs out of gas
too, at that.
Don't matter
how much one shifts
if the clock
won't run.

Exploring
time
is pretty simple--
one sits,
and does nothing.
Watch it quickly slow
and turn into pet rocks

learning
that-
is beyond lots
whom must
be thinking
even when doing
nothing

Growing
winds clocks
of accord
as time slows,
simply
even if one
does nothing
unwinding clocks
meter out time
so baked loafs
come out golden
and work
doesn't consume you

accordion clocks
speed and slow down
depending where you're at
in the streams of time
likened to pools or runs
time can pile up
or drain away

Simple time
are like streams
complex time
are aqueducts
multiplex time
is like the ocean
encompassing everything
relevant to its passing
currents and storms
riptides and islands

even if one
ignores Father time
he will catch up
and give you a present
to unwrap upon waking

doing nothing
doesn't consume you
if time piles up
like the ocean
encompassing everything
relevant to its passing
giving one presents
Consuming,
is life
A fire that burns
with its own light
a war that bursts
with its own fight
an eye that beams
with its own sight

When time piles up
swim for islands
shadowing shelter
for many would
scry for dinner
in still pools
cornered tight

The oceans'
islands float
like shoals or pods
boats of life
navigating time's pile
for the rising sun
and setting moon

encompassing everything
are the seas of spirit
with its own denizens
inhabiting heavens
that guide with light
and hide in shadows
truth and beauty
by wonder

relevant to its passing
that begs narrative
of ego's passion
for interpreting
seemingly random
into magical thinking
But we are magical beings,
souls with bodies
if you would believe
in hope, life, and love

One present
with its own fight
shadows shelter-
islands floating-
guided by light's
truth and beauty's
wonder
with fight
we the people
recycle
and advocate
local economies,
acting locally
while thinking globally

shadows shelter
such pragmatism
for it pays for itself
to reduce consumption
and to reuse
is freedom ringing
the call to congress

islands float
from new discoveries,
thrift and conservation,
unity and peace.
All these bring stability
to married economy
twixt scarcity and plenty

guided by light
our unity
cuts pictures
we puzzle over
putting together
new questions
when married

Truth and Beauty
floats like Psyche's
embrace of cupid
in golden thoughts
on quality
often contentious
in their marriage
as most dualities are
in marriage
for richer or poorer
in scarcity and plenty
sharing the essence of peace.

Wonder
recycles
pragmatism
with thrift and conservation
in puzzling over
golden thoughts

recycle
the marriages
so sharing
creates peace
in our love
of unity's
tempered respect

Pragmatically,
this could
create stability
as soil is
created
through time's
embrace of life

Thrift and conservation
demands
we budget
our efforts
like plants flowering
but once or twice
a solar cycle
or in the case
of century plant...

puzzling over
existence-
we share,
so peace
is a resting place
for us to pick up
tools of prosperity
to flower unity
for pollination
by honey bees
unifying seeds
one would sow
with freedom
and necessity's
invention

golden thoughts
thread created peace
creating stability
in solar cycles
flowering unity
of pollination
created peace
in dualities
is sharing,
the great
feeding the small
so disparity
falls victim
to equipose

creating stability,
a slow thing
that can change, too
as identities evolve
like the name of the wind

solar cycles
bring order
and change
to all things
in nourishment
and feed
in complex manner
10,000 galaxies
through their
simple existence

flowering unity
to grow cradles
that floresce
with lives
of hope
and love
in knowing
the universe's
-lighting truth
-beautiful wonder

Pollinating
is sharing
a slow thing
in 10,000 galaxies
that flowers lives
of hope and love
share
our gifts
for diversity
of interests
is the strength
of numbers

a slow thing
maybe to learn
as often
we befriend
through
similar interests
similar thoughts

in 10,000 galaxies
-we are one-
connected
with more similarity
than differences
add up to

flowering life
creates these bonds
of synergy
Let go, be someone!
"Start by doing
 what's necessary,
 then do what's possible
 and suddenly
 you are doing
 the impossible."
-Francis Assisi

Hope for and Love
our diversity
maybe to learn
connections
of synergy
let us go
do the impossible
diversity
is a web
of interests
separate
but intersects
over and over
again

maybe to learn
the web of life
unites us
in commonality
the fox, the bear
the turtle, the hare
we humans share
much in common
United, but
also anchored
in Nature

connections
unite
the five elements
the seven senses
the 12 disciples
as you yourself
are united
in body and mind

Synergy
is chemistry
of synthetic energy
stored up in
ionic and covalent
electron bonding
elevating moods
  of happiness
securing futures
  of stability

Let us go
 in moods happy
 in futures stable
There will be little
we can't do

impossible
interests
unite us
in body and mind's
synthetic energy
within stable futures
interests
are dreams
we chase
why? maybe
we dream
of having fun
maybe we dream
of success
maybe both
maybe neither
maybe we chase
the impossible
I'm possible

unition
of dreams and reality
a grace so sublime
like unifying
body and mind
can teach us
the journey within
and without

body and mind
a lesson
in grace
for dream's destiny
ruling with worlds of spirit
any realm of materialism:
a river gouging gorges
but to empty in seas.

synthetic energy
of chemical synergy
creates our destiny
but frees us from bondage
through bondage
building us up
while tearing us down
in enemy's entropy

In stable futures
we chase
possible
grace so sublime,
a unition
frees us from bondage
we chase
dreams sometimes
charging,
but sometimes
with steady effort
more is realized
for I guess
dreams probably
are paths
rather than
destinations
as futures always wait
to be filled
with more dreams

possibly
faith
in life
will go far
to realize dreams
taken to heart;
With some effort,
anything is possible
if everything has
taught us well.

Grace sublime
is synergy
to seven senses
of body and mind,
may we free
our potential
through doing good
works

Unition
advocates
in the noise
and quiet
streams of life
as the Song of Creation
that still echoes
at dawn

freeing us from bondage,
paths
taken to heart
of our soul
frees potential
in streams of life
paths
turn like keys
opening ways
to places
barred
from frontal
assault
and crude
assays

taken to heart
understandings
can unlock
the world's
chains
upon
your heart's
fulfillment
lifting
like doves wings
guiding
like fish fins

our soul
hands the rudder
to our life
of hope and love
for a lack of peace.

Free potential
resides in faith
of dreaming hearts
let not your dreams
fall
unsown
in mind's garden
to never sprout

in streams of life
to open ways
of fulfillment
for lives of hope and love
where faith resides
for dreaming hearts
opening ways
before
lend dreams
to soul's psyche
and behind
rises remembrance
of spirit's haunting

fulfilling
things
live in both
directions
which may
unlock progress
either way
through intuition
or reflection
with a little work

lives of hope and love
live in the present
for moments in time
are the greatest teacher
for the poorest
and richest soul alike

where faith resides
lives life
of inspiration

for dreaming hearts
and soul's psyche
unlocking progress
in moments of time
for the poorest
and richest souls
living life
soul's psyche
lends ambition
to your dreams
growing
as they struggle
to sprout
out of darkness
into light
in more than
a non-sequitor

unlocking progress
is human tendency
like a bird
that builds
a nest
we do it
for function
and comfort
instinctively
and with great
planning

moments in time
spell meaning
to those
that would
listen
with intuition
and see
with mind's eye
all commonality

for the poor
can learn to be wise
and the rich
can learn to be humble

living life
struggling
to sprout
sunshine out of darkness
for function and comfort
for those that would
mature
struggling
towards peace
progress
and fertility,
for prosperity
and enlightenment
are what I'd
rather reap
with freewill
than inherit a fight
over scarce resources

sprouting
advocacy
is a curious thing
that grows from coping
with a thorn in the side
we aren't consumers
we are strugglers of life
others would hear you
raise your voice

bringing sunshine out of darkness
fighting ignorance
demanding rights
showing paths of progress
setting right your life

for function and comfort
to secure futures sublime
at first they will ignore you
then they will laugh
then they will start to fight
then you win

those that would advocate
are picking their battles!

Mature
prosperity
grows from coping
and demanding rights
to secure futures
with winning
your picked battles
Prosperity:
Health, Wealth
Ingenuity, Acceptance
is the step-son
of existence's
struggle
to farm
several acres
of wheat
and safflower
for food and energy

which grows from coping
with time's budget
of sunshine
and rain
that would change
landscapes
from winter blasted
to east of eden
and back again

Demanding rights
irrigates
your fields
in times of growing
by turning on the tap
to forces of Nature
that would advocate
on your behalf
with impunity

securing futures,
is what humans do best
with their guns
and their bombs
and their bombs
and their guns
Peace sells
but who's buying?

Winning
is the fall harvest,
it comes around again
in more than one crop
in more than one field
on more than one planet
and feeds more
than just the farmer.
Life is about connections
of synergy.

Picked battles
of struggles
for sunshine and rain
in times of growing
by turning on taps
to forces of Nature
is what Humans do Best!
Life is about connections.
struggles
are unifying
in a merry crisis
and a happy new fear
in War & Peace
be true to you

Sunshine and rain
witness
all wars
are materialized
for money, power, respect
just as all peace
is spirited
by life, hope, and love
with our souls the battleground
of choice

in times of growing
understanding,
ambiguous
indicators
may bring
merry laughter
connecting
to harvest dreams
come true

turning on taps
in the natural cycle
of the day
of the season
of the year
of the decade

Forces of Nature
are winds of change
the light of growth
Earth of renewal
Waters of life

Humans do their best
navigating
growing
observing
catching
these elemental horsemen
herding time

Life is about connections
unifying witness
for understanding
in natural cycles
by Earths renewal
of herding time
unify witness
of all creation
"we are a way
for the universe
to know itself"-c. sagan

Understand
that we are all one
in the same struggle
to teach our souls
the meaning of life
the dream of hope
the heart of love

Natural cycles
in these lessons
reveal fullness
we dare not ignore
for it is the rock
upon which all is built
even your cities in the sky
cannot leave this 3rd rock
and would spoil in ignorance
of these connections

Earth's renewal
happens in New York Minutes
and in Epochs
through erosion and birth
microbes and earth
trees and flowers
deer and birds
little exists
that doesn't live
in cycles of life

herding time
of all creation
to teach our souls
lessons
which build
cycles
In all creation
life is the most precious
so try remember
conservation of Life
goes hand in hand
with conservation of Earth

Teach our souls
reflect, debate
participate
upcycling
recycling
reducing
reusing
a new virtue

Lessons
in Nature
show nothing
is wasted
Even space,
that great vacuum,
allows orbits of planets
and sunshine to come through

Build
a roadside buffet
for vultures,
a freezer locker
for ice fisherman,
hitch your wagon
for the oregon trail,
keep in mind
it all takes time
there is no easy fix

Life
goes hand in hand
with conservation of Earth
as students without teachers
reflect, debate
how nothing is wasted
keeping in mind
it all takes time
hand in hand
with conservation
is surprisingly
living modestly
there are no millionaire
can hoppers or dumpster divers
or I should say
very few

Conservation of Earth
should revise
Maslov's hierarchy,
what about society's
needs
to live long and prosper
oh, right
economics supersedes
but, It's not like we'll
move on to another planet

Students without teachers
learn from mistakes.
Let's take mistakes of greed,
economic thoughtlessness,
It pays real money
to conserve
in sustainable income
and it's growing
like it or not.

reflect, debate
how industry can grow
from growing things
Upcycling a carpet
to make a couch
and wallhangings
that adorn abodes
of living Earth
soaking in the suns
and the stars
that came before
All in existence
is a cycle of form
as we live and breath
rain comes from oceans
to run rivers
back to Earth's basins
wherefore it forms
rain again
And as more rain falls
more life grows
with bites of sunshine
life flows on

nothing really dies
even a turd
has a lifecycle
after we flush
for sanity
We are a part
of most everything around us
and in some people's hearts
far away

Keep in mind
your part
and explore
your world's
embracing life
that plays us
as much as for us

Everything takes time
in modesty,
to live long and prosper
to learn from mistakes
as life flows through
lifecycles'
embracing play
modesty
moderates
modes
or rates
of consumption

Live long and prosper
logically unlocking
dreams of
-Nature's
recycling
-Markets'
products
-Industries'
growth
-Mankind's
fortitude

Learn from mistakes
both your own vice
but also virtue
for one in excess
can consume
leaving little
rationality
You may scrub the skin
right off the dirt
in quests for sanity!

Life flows
through the Universe
to some magically
to some gracefully
to some forcefully
Let us call it a mystery

of lifecycles
building from synergy

in the means and ends
of sustaining
life's creation.

Embracing play
of consumption
logically unlocks
recycling markets,
growing Mankind's fortitude
for rationality
in means and ends
Consumption
of Markets
of Nature
of Man
of Industry
are societal mores

logically unlocking
progress of growth,
Resource Scarcity
being an ever present
enemy only ever
mitigated by

recycling markets
growing, reusing, reducing
where waste would eat away
Money, Life, Smiles, and Works
of mankind,
but also mankind's
societal boundaries

growing mankind's fortitude
that we're born with, true
but also worked for and earned
so our strengths grow
through practical magics and schools
One gets out what they put in,
concursively.

Rationally, though
through the avenues of existence
the penmanship of our dreams
has writ the future
with big hearts and large hopes
as toppled lives
have struggled to survive
the taxes of humanity
and worship of death

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

Scarcity: Part 2

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

Within our own freewill
are the sun, stars, and moon
with auspicious actions
in cycles of time
growing
to dictates of seasons

Many shadows loom
in long light of morning
forests of modern
resource scarcity,
entropy,
population size,
instability,
block out warmth and light
of renewable inspiration

Giants shelter us
with their strength
as they dream of song and cheer
silent teachers of the past
let us remember what they taught
of Love, Hope, and Life

Minding
where we've come from
and where we hope to go
for life is a journey
through space & time
with many things to see
and many things growing

within ones garden and recycling pile
growing, always growing
in cycles of time & space
with renewable inspiration
lending strength
for where we hope to go
Growing, always growing
with punctuated pulsating change
like the solar rays in 11 years
The ocean too waxes and wanes
with the moon, and the rains
come in waves thundering through

Cycles of time & space
meter change & grace
in all invention
even steadfast trees
sheltering, have cycles
drawing sap or shedding leaves
even growing seeds
nothing is as steadfast as it seems
or quite as lazy as it pleases

Renewable inspiration
as these cycles transpire
reducing, reusing, recycling habits
till something is found
that feeds the ground one grows
like a tree and its leaves
and the critters that feed below

lending strength
cycles of circular logic
are reusing, and reducing.
to help the loop,
Or upcycling too
to make something better
through and through

Where we hope to go
are cycles of where we've been
with the moon & rains
drawing sap or shedding leaves
till something is done
to help the cycle of life
Cycles of our lives
are beginnings and ends
history's repetitions
of growth and hibernating
of plenty and scarcity
like day and night
light powers us
as a tree of life

with moon & rains
replicating
moments in our lives
we spread our branches
to catch the winds
and shelter the Earth
for our children

Drawing sap & shedding leaves
signal Earth's cycle
beginning a new pattern
It could be said there
are no ends
but successive beginnings
what will you choose today?

Something is done
in the act of waiting
One listens to wind
learning its name.
One watches rains
following its cycle.
This is being awake

to help the loop of life
of plenty and scarcity
catch the winds
beginning a new pattern
in successive beginnings,
and learning its name.
Plenty and scarcity
float like a hummingbird
above existence
its two wings ever present

catching the wind
to fly around
suckling sweet nectar
from the worlds

beginning of patterns
like climatic tidings
hummingbirds migrate
to new grounds
in seasons cycle
for honeysuckles
but air-conditioning too

Successive beginnings
for each generation
of thumbnail eggs raised
and each day played
unified by struggles to survive

Learn the name
and float above existence
with two wings
suckling sweet nectar
in seasons cycle
unified
Float above existence
through cognizance
of duality's mirage
for light creates
but shadow shapes
the seeming
opposites

with two wings
on a single creature
hummingbirds
seemingly appear
out of nowhere

suckling sweet nectar
as a derrick
sips
oil and natural gas
to feed wings
of steel machines
for procreation
in energy
and industry

in seasons cycles
boom towns
rise and die
centering their power
over and over again
through repeatable industry
and pinching pennies
soon after harvests end

Unify
duality's mirage
into a single creature
of procreation,
centering one's power
through repeatable industry.
duality's mirage
separates the visage
from the principle,
the left and right
of a beasts will
for good or evil
and indifference

A single creature
has symmetry
the starfish is fivefold,
most though is bilateral
with ventral and dorsal sides
as well as left and right

Procreation
means the beast lives
to replicate
if given a chance
to prove its salt
can Ideas replicate?

Centering one's power
into an effort
creates a symbol
of focus for motivation
like a paycheck.

Repeatable Industry
in principle
is a creature's will
and symmetry
to prove its salt
in focus of motivation
The principle
in labels is general
conveyance of behavior
but look at the diversity
of mankind or dogs,
each with different
temperament.
Not a restful
summation

A creature's will
ultimately decides
how to react to past
present and future
in service of pleasing
the seven senses,
despite any faulty logic
or delusional data

Symmetry
descibes context
but behavior get used
as mirages of existence
covering books
within lie content of lessons
learned over ages
time unwinding
so we create narratives
of rationality
both perceptive
and bullshit

To prove saltiness
of ego's satisfaction
mankind's flexible strengths
are set aside.
Mutualism dies
when Narcissism rides free
Me-first entities are greedy
for money, power, and respect
in hoarding.

Focus of motivation
for mankind or dogs
ultimately decides
how to react
to please the seven senses
within content of lessons
promoting mutualism
Mankind and dogs
form bubbles of respect
that float over
scarcity of indifferent worlds;
the respect
turning into love
and back again
in companionship

Decisions
are opportunities
for mutualism,
I can serve my five senses
like wolves in wilds
hunting to fill my taste
or act with wisdom
in planting victory gardens

How to react
is a pattern
we call instinct
Dogs howl at moons
calling his hunting group
Only recently have we
gotten our own yards
with fences and chains
of civilization's
expectation

The seven senses
gate our mores
branching into complexity
freedom and necessity

within content of lessons
God bows to present
at our feet, unseen
because of buddha bellies
and any number of reasons

promoting mutualistic
companionship
in acts of wisdom
and victory gardens.
Only recently have we
the Rainbow
of freedom and necessity
at our feet, unseen.
Companionship,
is that a resource scarcity?
Who we trust
often is,
so we build
our relationships
on person by person basis

in an act of wisdom
which is also precious
if mostly pragmatic.
What is it, when I seek
an ends for a means I wonder.
I hazard that something
isn't worth a lot if it
isn't pragmatic

A Victory Garden
recycles, reduces, reuses
the lawn:
clippings for mulch,
less trips to store,
the same plot every year.
Expanding one's thought,
but these aren't new ideas
they're as old as Natural history.

Only recently have we
started remembering
as Geologic time is largely
unrecorded-
Astral time is a jig-saw puzzle...
Recorded history but
a speck of dust on
the beaches of time.
Make no mistake, time
has volumes like
chapbooks on shelves.
Maybe blackholes are the library

Rainbows
access to bring
promises of peace
lending time
to roses
for stopping
and smelling
the beautiful
words of poets,
A red red rose

of freedom and necessity,
we bow to beauty
as sorts of harmony
that plays with our heads
forgetting the ills
of world's rubble
and all the work left
to rebuild temples
of Life, Love, and Hope
in the hearts of Mankind's
soul.

At our feet, unseen,
we build
mostly pragmatic
ends for means,
expanding our thoughts
on beaches of time
with volumes
of beautiful harmonies
swimming
Building
through scarcity
encourages pragmatism
In our hearts
In our markets
In Industry
In Natures bounty

Mostly pragmatic,
as anything non-useful
soon becomes so
in deep time
as forms evolve

ends for means
My body is not
the finished product,
the only one I'll know...
but maybe humans will lose tails!

Let's expand our thoughts
like a tree
that shelters
from wind
and grows soil
for thickets of protection

on the beaches of time
that constantly recycle
grains of sand
reduced from mountains
reused in mandalas
from here to Tibet

With volumes of life
in Earth
wrapped up in far reaches
of time

Beautiful harmonies
erode the stoics heart
pondering upon stone
and circles of oceans
across the galactic rim

swimming
with Nature's bounty
in deep time
as forms evolve
finished products
that shelter
in far reaches
and circling oceans
Nature's bounty
feeds industry
supplying markets
selling Mankind
their own hopes and dreams

Deep time
observes this flow
of Materialism
in awe that all
returns to Earth
after all troubles
of delivering Mankind
most fruits of labor
and returned in such
crude form

Forms evolve
despite Platonic theory
of permanent truth
and stoic harmony,
in the tumult
and reinvention
of definition
that is Life

Finished products are
merely on sabbatical
until returned
to Earth's
zero altitude orbit

Sheltered
there
until needed again
in recycled reduced reused
form
that Plato thought so highly
penultimate, pfft

Far reaches
of galaxies
will attest
to an infinity of forms
for which a cat will sue
multiple definitions
completely different
for the same word
like some mandarin subtlety
or asemic hieroglyphic

Circling Oceans
of hopes and dreams
delivers Mankind
in the tumult
and reinvention
to zero altitude’s
infinitesimal form
Hopes and dreams
sown in fields of glory
live on

delivering Mankind
from pits of sorrow
and despair
to mounds
of respite

in the tumult
of turning worlds
and galaxies
hurtling past stars
and diving through dust

reinventing
in the process
what it is to be
conscious beings
acting humane
and compassionate
with mutualism

at zero altitude,
landing like butterflies,
indeterminate
just when
or where
fancy rings
the dour toll
of grief's passing
and death's successful hunt

Infinitesimal forms
live on
respitefully
hurtling past stars
in the process
indeterminate
Live on,
do not give up on
hope love life grown
in one soul's

respite
from materialism
though pervading
in most emotions,
and motivations.
Not all serve
Mammon and his minions
in the battle
for worlds domination

When hurtling past stars
I would suggest
giving thanks
for safe passage

The process
requires
something near clairvoyance
as navigators pray for guidance
from God
through faith alone

Indeterminate
hope love life grown
motivation
serves
for safe passage
from God
Grown love life hope
sprouts
in the spring
of mind's garden
whenever,
wherever...
fertile soil
is tended.

Motivation
is likewise
found within,
despite fires being lit
signalling
dancing monkeys

serving
girl meat
which
does nothing
for my appetite
what with the pending
zombie apocalypse
as prophesied
with closure
of red scares

Safe passage
no matter what
the crisis,
relies upon faith
and a seed
of experience
sprouting in minds eye

The Powers that be
in mind's garden
intends
dancing monkeys
with impending
experience
Mind's garden
is the only utopia
I've ever found
worth fighting for
because dreams
give birth
to worlds
far beyond
our own

I intend
to spin
a galaxy
of yarn
to thread
something warm
and protecting from
winter's grip
upon my soul

Dancing monkeys
are of course
a fine motif
to something
so coarse
as my knitting

Impending
lessons
seem to thicken
my appetite for drink
so those monkeys can dance
like butterflies from my ass
Maybe I should eat caterpillars
instead?

Experientially
give birth
to something warm
and protective
with fine motif
so those monkeys can dance
give birth
to progress,
take us beyond
stars that shine
onto astral planes
of fantastic galaxies
burning
with invention
that betters all
through experience

where something warm
and oh so multiplexural
burns with a light
true to life

protective
of the five elements,
a weapon against
the encroaching dark.

A fine motif
isn't really needed
materially
as spiritual fractals
would have you
thinking
in metaphors
profound with
simplicity
of all existence,
for truth
is stranger
than fiction

Those monkeys can dance
beyond with invention
true to life
in the encroaching dark
as spiritual fractals
profoundly
stranger than fiction.
Journey with invention
as most dances
seem awkward till worn
enough to seem normal
and most paths seem crude
till they're well used

true to life
paths take ups and downs
and bends around
dances involve prancing
repetition like politicians

The encroaching dark
storms alight with lies
of advertising striking
through programming
of vidiot machines
telling what to believe
in 30-sec corporate raids
upon pots of money
set aside for infirm, and elderly
to give loop-holes for rich

a spiritual fractal
would be sherwood forest
with Malignant Robin
stealing from the poor
giving to the rich

Profoundly
this almost rhymes

Truth stranger than fiction
seems awkward till worn
and bent malignant
on programming
through vidiot machines
in Sherwood Forest
awkward till worn
The butterfly
hatches to dry wings
like addicts
freeing their mind
of painless dreams

bent malignant
on mind control:
destruction of your thoughts,
destruction of your soul
It's Mind Control

programming
dependency
to feel un-awkward

like watching television
or listening to radio
where programming
is done on levels equivalent
to psychological warfare
what with advertising everywhere
eating minutes of life

Sherwood Forest
hatches chrysalis
to dry wings
waking from mind control
to feel un-awkward
where most everything
eats minutes of life
hatch from chrysalis
for nicer days
will not visit
to journey in
the path of life,
the streams of time.
Today is the present!

dried wings
will lift up
to greet suns
shining in peaceful breezes
for Earth is host
to 10,000 things
with many agreeable
if one keeps looking

wake from mind control,
free your mind
and your ass will follow.
Though drugs and tv
are a great escape,
life begins out there
among the weird and strange
awkward lessons of life
you won't know
unless you talk with people
and seek adventure for yourself.

Feeling unawkward peace
takes time and patience
in economy of thought
not to get wrapped up in worry.
Listen to your body
and feed it the things it needs.
You're a Soul with a body
and so have to take care
of Hunger, and Anger
Loneliness, and Tiredness

Most everything
is scarce
YOU Are the most precious gift
do not sell yourself cheaply
as Rumi confides,
but exact your wages of fun
from existence, I confide,
without the hurting of others

Minutes of life
to journey in
with many agreeable
among the weird and the strange.
Take care for you Are
the most precious gift.
Journey
in the present
in this here time & space
for the future and past
keep their own counsels
and worry little
of your destiny
as dreams have ways
of overwriting
fear

Many agreeable
destinies await
many hearts and dreams
are carving and whittling
the raw blocks of unspoken time
Your choice is how to spend
the present time
you've been given
Which dreams to let in
which hearts to love
so dream big, love large

Weird and strange
is an awkward peace
for what is normal
when we're drying out
from preoccupation
with ourselves
and our common opinions
of ways worlds work

Take care
for worlds are built
on understanding
and compassion
through dreams
and intuition!
plans are for what
you do in idle time
I wonder if all time
is idle to God
(which would suggest
there is no destiny)

A most precious gift
is keeping your own counsel
in unspoken time
for what is normal
is built on understanding
and compassion
through dreams
and intuition
of life itself
Keeping one's counsel
is thinking for yourself
words and thoughts
but work
all the same
all your own

in unspoken time
for minds are sites
of creation's void
in which God spoke
creating light
of all Worlds
in the Universe
to guide us
into compassion
and understanding

What is normal
is a wasteland
of common rubble
patrolled by robots
that are powered
off human life
in dystopia

building on understanding
and compassion,
Love is a revolution

through dreams
and intuition
this truth has come to me

of life itself
think for oneself
to guide us
in wastelands
patrolled by robots
for Love is a revolution
in truth
Think for oneself
as the driver
of your own destiny
unless one pays
for taxis
your whole life;
wheelchair bound
people get around, too.

To guide us
we have compasses
and maps
signs
features
and orientation

in the wastelands
of normality
where children
without peers
waste worlds
unseen for
profitability

Patrolling with robots,
mechanizations of markets
pass wholesale destruction
on to you to pay
for enterprise
of crowning
themselves
Kings without conscience

Love is a revolution
that would set Men free
from chains of death
despair and hate
Greed provides for
in business methods

in Truth,
destiny
and orientation
of normality
in enterprise
should set Men free
Destiny
of Men is peace
of Nature is survival
of Markets is freedom
of Industry is facility

Orientation
of Markets is loving
Nature's bounties
for Mankind's luxury
in Industrial progress

Normality
of Nature's destruction
by Industry's greed
for Market's self-service
disrupts Mankind's continuum

Enterprise
creates Markets
which Natural
Man
may Grow
spiritually and
physically

Men should be free
in Industrial Facility
sowing Market love
for Nature's bounty
and Mankind's continuum
growing progress
Industrial Facility
is traumatic
as we cope
with its needs
to feed society
in times of scarcity

Sowing Market Love
in Advocacy
of change
from status quo
could be good
for a soul

as Nature's bounty
we rely upon
to alleviate
the struggle of life
in time's of scarcity

for Mankind's continuum
in spiritual needs
in material needs
in one soul's godhead

to grow progress,
we cope
with need
until advocacy
amends
the struggle of life's
spirited materialism
We cope
through conservation
preservation
mitigation
reclamation
of nations'
spaceship Earth

with need
to sustain life
and recycle our waste
so Fathers
can garden
victory

Advocating
peace
for it is our
destiny
to grow.

Amending life
with intelligence,
we may grow
beyond
physical
limitations

in struggles of life
so poverty and hunger
are things of past
remembrance
of

spirited materialism
for nation
Fathers'
peace
intelligently
growing
remembrance