Tag Archives: civilization

Who Calls the Tune?

~~~~~ Regardless how brilliant, how noble I believe my thought Scorning how gracious, how grand I envision my dreams Futility wraps them up, a cerement, as small minds  plot Hate, fear, want, and murder shape their selfish schemes I understand I can change the world, if just my little corner So I strive to add […]

Paranoia Will Destroya

~~~~~ Strange, disturbing and unnatural, the sight I witnessed earlier today, two people, women, sitting outside, talking in the old-fashioned way. No phones, smart or dumb, no tablets, no pads, no games, no e-readers, could I detect anywhere. Should I go and warn our fear-filled leaders? Anyone not plugged in twenty hours per day might miss […]

Beautiful Dreamers

  ~~~~~ Are you liberal, conservative, radical, stoic, centrist, anarchist, green? You can fill in the blanks I’ve missed. Maybe you want to bring back the Wobblies or worship the sun. What you label yourself is much less important than what you believe. Can you tell me why you believe, what you believe and why […]

Hope We’re Still Lucky

~~~~~ What proof do we need of our existence? Power, now, though it will fade in time. Our skulls, bones in a museum display; see an ancient specimen of a lost culture. Will it be left over from our destruction? Did we scavenge our garbage, heritage? As hubris leads us to think we need none, […]

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 […]

What We Need?

~~~~~ Video games train us, violence, murder, hand eye coordination. Mayhem’s future, except, perhaps, we have not reached, reach far enough into tomorrow. Into all our tomorrows, extrapolated final effects. So much; too, too, too much death, destruction. A random boy, twelve-years-old, tells us he likes to play, play Leona, feminine, heroin. A killing machine, […]

Carpe Hora

~~~~~ They know they are outnumbered ninety-nine to one; We, the larger number, say that nothing can be done. Is it something in the water, or maybe it’s in our food? Whatever it proves to be, it must be something good. Good, for them, at least, but not for all the rest of us. And, […]