Category Laughter
Identity is Difficult
~~~~~ Identity, difficult to guarantee, even when you firmly believe you know exactly who you are. One morning, look in the mirror, you are certain it cannot be you. Hearing your voice, somewhere, know it must be somebody else. Your clothes drape, bind, pinch, yet, your keys are in the pocket. House you’ve lived in […]
I Dare You
~~~~~ Interaction with humans is often a hazardous proposition at its best. Since others often end in a coffin, Are we equipped to pass the test? Speculative fiction likes to imagine groups of advanced aliens out there, we might someday join, if invited in. If they’re out there, I wonder where. Despite not knowing, why […]
Change
~~~~~ It is not that no one speaks the truth, Simply, that power refuses to listen. We are not in any way hail or soothe, We need to change, quit our bitchin’ ~~~~~ Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength, Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment ~~~~~ Please, leave a comment and let me know what […]
Memory
~~~~~ Remember what brought us here. Recall what carried us, harried us, Sent us to strange, distant territory, New frontiers, complex challenges. What do you think this may mean? Do you think it means something? Can you remember who you were, Before being the you, you are now? Plants and prey played their parts. The […]
Another Conversation
~~~~~ So what, if someone knows your name, If they have no idea who you might be? You might be king or queen of the world, And they could walk by you on the street. When you were laid-out, dead and gone, They would not ever, even remember you, Except. Perhaps, to say, “Oh, yeah, […]
In Their Stupidity
~~~~~ Men, In their stupidity, try to control women. It is not merely power and sex, but fear, jealousy. What they have done and we have allowed, is a sin. Women as equals, would better the world, you’d see. ~~~~~ Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength, Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment ~~~~~ Please, leave […]
Children’s Laughter
~~~~~ Make not my coffin of wood,. Neither stone nor metal either. Make the sides of living trees. Make the bottom of rich earth, So my body becomes new life. Make the cover of protean sky, Where I’ll feel sun and seasons. Weave not my shroud of cotton, Neither silk nor cambric either. Wind me […]
