Who Decides?

A Shade of Smoke a Shard of Mirror

A shade of smoke a shard of mirror, a puffery and shame doll disguising a disfigurement, an all around folly kissing a manikin idealized as an icon to fervor…a child conceived by a broken pair of nightstands, sentinels of darkness.

A shade of smoke a shard of mirror, a memory radio, a voice stuttering slogans, a smart mouth gargling jargon and spiting into demi cups, a magus hung, a bell tolled, a fiction unraveled, shamen extinct like rosary beads.

A shade of smoke a shard of mirror, a money tree, thieves dancing, page turners and fast forwarders, mice men scurrying not to be late, the old ladies fallen, a child abandoned, the cab that never takes you anywhere but late…

Another Dear God Letter

Dear God,

To make a poem of you, to limit you to a word or phrase, no matter how beautiful, would be to emphasize or dress you in rags.

Flower drum chant man eyeglasses tipped on a nose, eyeball darting over gray plastic frames singing the chant – Good God, Glory God, Hallelujah… I am amen and the silence that follows.

At a distance God might as well not exist!

Close-up – in the action of darning hope to Joseph’s Multicolored Dreamcoat; god is not so important as the connection of a smile, the outstretch of a hand, or the laughter of poor minstrels strumming blues chords.

This God knows, but cannot teach.

In the holy name vestibule where well-worn versus and vespers are practiced, children die of hunger… and intellectuals ask with scoffing mockery “God allows this” all of us missing the point entirely.

God is not in the word, no matter what the original parchment states. The word is a description of something manifest, and what was manifest was an action. Therefore by my decrepit logic, God is an action, not a scribble.

As far as I am able to understand God has no need or desire or even time to attend to forming for me, or of me, a plan. It is for me to form a plan to act towards or in accord with God.

It is for me to journey to the mountain… because that mountain cannot precisely be reached I am to journey forever, towards the eclipse of two conjoining ideas; that of reason and faith.

And I am to find a way to enjoy this… and I shall!

On The Day Before It Rained

At or before the beginning there was something tall something
small and the tiny space between them called everything – the
possible, the almost, the maybe because…

At least the beginning was a point of reckoning, of gaining ones
bearings, but now has shifted away from everything, and this is
how – the fact of this, that we came to decide we were alone –

And since, by this I mean the beginning, we have donned sailors
garb and screeched into every kind of night, stripping mountains
of their iron, zeroing like magnets towards home.

All origin stories have at their root a tale about nothing – some
myths about the empty, of a stillness that so rattled nothing, that
nothing’s only recourse was to exercise its only option and move.

Apt as actors and motivated like sinew, but still only apes, we fell
from certain trees onto savannas and moved clumsily from their
stillness – away from the calm, into the whatever…

And have since conquered what?

Daily Thoughts

The only way to redemption is through the door marked remorse – the key to the remorse door is a “change in behavior”. A change in behavior happens when you remember your true nature. Not the one molded within you by institutional others, but the one you were sincerely born with. We were all once sainted children…

Daily Thoughts

Pulling at daisy petals – is there a God, is there not a God hastens humanities demise. It prolongs our misery…ants have a better chance at comprehending humans than humans will ever have a chance of comprehending God.

So let God be God (whatever that is) so that you can be human and act accordingly…

Daily Thoughts

If you work like a “Cain” at the expense of an “Abel” then the murder of another’s ideals is close at hand…It is a matter of ones dietary preferences – weather to eat meat or potatoes…

Daily Thoughts

If you want pleasant surprises in your life – then create pleasant surprises for others. If you want to live miserably then cause misery in the lives of others. You will always and forever be known by the effects you have on others…Castigate their religion and they will castigate yours – steal their dignity and it won’t be long before you are walking naked and ashamed with the embarrassment of what is lacking about your own humanity

Daily Thoughts

When it comes to explaining the origins of all of reality – it is helpful to remember that no matter how fine our perspectives are, they are about as relevant as a grain of sand raising its metaphoric hand to a passing whale – waving it back and forth; hoping to be called on by the whale – so that it can explain to the whale the source of all water.

Daily Thoughts

How great – that you have so much profundity to share, I wonder when you’ll take the time to listen to others…?