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SpikesMountainDew
SpikesMountainDew
40/M/Eastern VA Do not write about the way things are, write about the way things feel.
Two hands can touch Two fingers can cross Given enough time And the right thread Two hands can be joined Two lips can touch Two tongues can cross Given enough time And the right words Two mouths can speak as one Two bodies can touch Two friends can cross arms Given enough time And the right weather Two people can become one Two lovers can touch Two hearts can cross Given enough time And the right music Two hearts can beat in sync Two faces can touch Two heads can cross at the neck Given enough time And the right surgical equipment Two brains can even meet But two minds can never touch Two minds can never cross Given all the time in the world And the best drugs money can buy Two minds will still remain separate
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Jul 8, 2020
Jul 8, 2020 at 7:39 AM UTC
Two Things
Everyone is damaging Each other Or themselves Hoping to catch a glimpse Not of blood or bone or pain But of some form of truth A hint As to why we are here And what we are supposed to do Some do so much damage That the damage Itself Becomes the answer Instead of the question
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Dec 7, 2018
Dec 7, 2018 at 10:52 AM UTC
Short Three
Blue and yellow both want to meet Without ever turning green. Each expects the other to defy nature's law. Yellow wants more yellow, Blue wants more blue. When green is inevitably produced, Both are disappointed. Everyone wants someone to complete them, Almost no one wants to complete someone else. But nature's law cannot be broken: You cannot take without giving. The only way yellow and blue can complete each other Is by embracing the green.
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Dec 3, 2018
Dec 3, 2018 at 1:08 PM UTC
Learn to Love the Secondary Colors
The universe explodes, Expands, Retracts, And reforms Inside each of us. There is no such thing as singular soulmates, For we are all tiny universes Built from the dust of the Big Bang, Constantly retracting into each other.
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Nov 26, 2018
Nov 26, 2018 at 4:20 AM UTC
Short Two
The world is a gaping maw of ignorance Filled to the brim with hatred, Intolerance, Unadulterated bigotry, And millions of eyes, Blinded mid-lobotomy, That self-performed procedure That protects the subject From any sudden understandings. Things are not as they ought to be, But then things never were And never will Be. The world is the way it is, And those of us who couldn’t cut into our own calculating core, Those of us who attempted the task with a torrent of tonics Instead of hammer and shiv, Find ourselves wandering through a wasteland of willful Idiots and bigoted bullies. Try as we might to open their eyes, Open their minds, We fail. Their eyes are hollow shells and dust. Their minds are awash with religious rules, rifles, ruination, Walls, borders, fences, Imaginary lines drawn everywhere, Over everything, And their brains are protected from learning anything new Or different By miles of scar tissue and an overabundance of barnacles. So that leaves the rest of us, The ones with eyes open, minds primed and wide, Stuck. Lost in a world of people who will never understand, Never let real freedom ring, Never erase the imaginary lines they drew themselves, Never accept that everything they believe Is preposterously perverse. The more we try to spread the truth, Attempt to put an end to the primitive procedure of self inflicted Amentia, The more they try to stomp us out, Extinguish our flames, Burn us to the ground. But we continue to fight, to bleed, to die. Sometimes because we still have hope that things can and will Get better. But more often than not, We fight on because it's the only thing that keeps us From picking up that ice-pick ourselves and becoming Another one of the mindless masses.
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Nov 20, 2018
Nov 20, 2018 at 10:47 AM UTC
One Foot Nailed to the Floor
The world is a gaping maw of ignorance Filled to the brim with hatred, Intolerance, Unadulterated bigotry, And millions of eyes, Blinded mid-lobotomy, That self-performed procedure That protects the subject From any sudden understandings. Things are not as they ought to be, But then things never were And never will Be. The world is the way it is, And those of us who couldn’t cut into our own calculating core, Those of us who attempted the task with a torrent of tonics Instead of hammer and shiv, Find ourselves wandering through a wasteland of willful Idiots and bigoted bullies. Try as we might to open their eyes, Open their minds, We fail. Their eyes are hollow shells and dust. Their minds are awash with religious rules, rifles, ruination, Walls, borders, fences, Imaginary lines drawn everywhere, Over everything, And their brains are protected from learning anything new Or different By miles of scar tissue and an overabundance of barnacles. So that leaves the rest of us, The ones with eyes open, minds primed and wide, Stuck. Lost in a world of people who will never understand, Never let real freedom ring, Never erase the imaginary lines they drew themselves, Never accept that everything they believe Is preposterously perverse. The more we try to spread the truth, Attempt to put an end to the primitive procedure of self inflicted Amentia, The more they try to stomp us out, Extinguish our flames, Burn us to the ground. But we continue to fight, to bleed, to die. Sometimes because we still have hope that things can and will Get better. But more often than not, We fight on because it's the only thing that keeps us From picking up that ice-pick ourselves and becoming Another one of the mindless masses.
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I don't know how to write The words that will end the war, So the battle rages on, And the soldiers don't even realize, They could have been saved, If only I could think straight.
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Nov 15, 2018
Nov 15, 2018 at 3:50 PM UTC
Short One
Water and loose gravel Tumble down mountains. Stems, leaves, and branches Grow toward the sun And sway with the breeze. Stalactites form and drip, While stalagmites grow below. When lava has nowhere else to go, It bursts through the surface of the earth. The planets spin and turn, The stars burn and send light flying, The ocean spits out dead things. Objects in motion continue moving forward Forever. Everything in nature Follows the path of least resistance Including mankind. Every path was forged, Every rail road was built, Every highway was paved Because it was easier than the alternative. Every skyscraper went up, Every paycheck went down, Every war was fought Because it was easier than the alternative. Imaginary lines were drawn, Around everyone and everything, And we learned to believe they were real Because it was easier than the alternative. We followed the path of least resistance And now everything is easy. Being so poor that you can’t afford food is easy. Living with disease and cancer, Rotting from the inside out Because you can’t afford to go to the hospital is easy. Getting bullied, harassed, and beaten Because you act or look different is easy. Getting ***** without ever seeing A shred of justice or remorse is easy. Being gunned down by the very people Who promised to serve and protect you is easy. Everything in nature Follows the path of least resistance Including mankind. Objects in motion Continue moving forward Forever… Unless they are Compelled to change direction By an external force.
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Nov 12, 2018
Nov 12, 2018 at 5:54 PM UTC
Voltage Over Current
Water and loose gravel Tumble down mountains. Stems, leaves, and branches Grow toward the sun And sway with the breeze. Stalactites form and drip, While stalagmites grow below. When lava has nowhere else to go, It bursts through the surface of the earth. The planets spin and turn, The stars burn and send light flying, The ocean spits out dead things. Objects in motion continue moving forward Forever. Everything in nature Follows the path of least resistance Including mankind. Every path was forged, Every rail road was built, Every highway was paved Because it was easier than the alternative. Every skyscraper went up, Every paycheck went down, Every war was fought Because it was easier than the alternative. Imaginary lines were drawn, Around everyone and everything, And we learned to believe they were real Because it was easier than the alternative. We followed the path of least resistance And now everything is easy. Being so poor that you can’t afford food is easy. Living with disease and cancer, Rotting from the inside out Because you can’t afford to go to the hospital is easy. Getting bullied, harassed, and beaten Because you act or look different is easy. Getting ***** without ever seeing A shred of justice or remorse is easy. Being gunned down by the very people Who promised to serve and protect you is easy. Everything in nature Follows the path of least resistance Including mankind. Objects in motion Continue moving forward Forever… Unless they are Compelled to change direction By an external force.
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I am, We are The fuel for their fires, The sugar in their coffee, The vulcanized rubber tires Of their impossibly pretentious transportation. I am, We are The only work they do, The grease between their gears, And the motor that turns them, Round and round and round we go; When will it stop? I am, We are Their commodity; Their work force; Their slave. I can, We can Find a new master, Find a better master, Enjoy slavehood, Sing and dance for them, Spend more and get less. I can, We can Never really escape, Never be our own master, Never break free from the tyranny Of their master plan: Work, to get out of debt, Accumulate debt, because you work, Repeat, Ad infinitum.
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Nov 9, 2018
Nov 9, 2018 at 10:24 AM UTC
World Without End
How did Love, Of all things, Become so entangled with selfishness? The poets used to write pages just to admire their beloved’s hair; Now they just write lines lamenting their own unfulfilled desires. Love used to mean Wishing someone happiness Wishing a wonderful life for the admired one; But now, Love means cursing your beloved, Or feeling sorry for yourself, If love is not returned. How do we get back to real Love? How do we get back To admiring each other, Caring for each other, Wishing the best for each other? How do we teach (and learn) To truly Love each other Without requirement? How do we teach (and learn) That Love, Real, True Love Does not ask for anything in return.
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Nov 5, 2018
Nov 5, 2018 at 8:18 AM UTC
True Love
Man Invents Art. Man Learns To appreciate Art. Man Realizes Whole world, Whole universe, Is Art. Man Invents God. Man learns To appreciate God. Man Realizes, Whole world, Whole universe, Is God, Is Art. Man Invents religion. Man Learns to fear God. Man Forgets, Whole world, Whole universe, Is God, Is Art. Man Invents sin. Man Learns Art is sin. Man forgets, Whole world, Whole universe, Is Art, Is God. Man Invents hate. Man Learns To hate other man. Other man different, Other man never learn fear, Other man still Artist. Other man never learn, Art is sin. Man Forgets, All men, All people, Are Art, Are God. Man Invents law. Man Learns To use law As a weapon Against other man. Other man Realizes, Man forgot, All men, All people, Are Art, Are God. Other man Invents teaching. Other man Teaches man, "Remember, All men, All people, Whole world, Whole universe, Is Art, Is God. Other man Realizes, Man too blind, Too afraid, To see truth; Whole world, Whole universe, Is Art, Is God. Man Invents war. Kills other man. Man Refuses to learn, Whole world, Whole universe, Is Art, Is God. Man Forgets, Man And Other man Are same. Both are Art. Both are God. Man Invents propaganda. Man Teaches man "Other man different. Other man bad. Other man sin. Be afraid, Be very afraid." Man Kills other man. Man Invents self-delusion. Man Learns To believe what man was taught; Other man scary, Other man hates man, Hates God. Man Never realizes Other man, All men, Whole world, Whole universe, Is God, Is Art. Man Never realizes, He is other man, Other man is him.
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Nov 2, 2018
Nov 2, 2018 at 8:29 AM UTC
Man in Cave
Man Invents Art. Man Learns To appreciate Art. Man Realizes Whole world, Whole universe, Is Art. Man Invents God. Man learns To appreciate God. Man Realizes, Whole world, Whole universe, Is God, Is Art. Man Invents religion. Man Learns to fear God. Man Forgets, Whole world, Whole universe, Is God, Is Art. Man Invents sin. Man Learns Art is sin. Man forgets, Whole world, Whole universe, Is Art, Is God. Man Invents hate. Man Learns To hate other man. Other man different, Other man never learn fear, Other man still Artist. Other man never learn, Art is sin. Man Forgets, All men, All people, Are Art, Are God. Man Invents law. Man Learns To use law As a weapon Against other man. Other man Realizes, Man forgot, All men, All people, Are Art, Are God. Other man Invents teaching. Other man Teaches man, "Remember, All men, All people, Whole world, Whole universe, Is Art, Is God. Other man Realizes, Man too blind, Too afraid, To see truth; Whole world, Whole universe, Is Art, Is God. Man Invents war. Kills other man. Man Refuses to learn, Whole world, Whole universe, Is Art, Is God. Man Forgets, Man And Other man Are same. Both are Art. Both are God. Man Invents propaganda. Man Teaches man "Other man different. Other man bad. Other man sin. Be afraid, Be very afraid." Man Kills other man. Man Invents self-delusion. Man Learns To believe what man was taught; Other man scary, Other man hates man, Hates God. Man Never realizes Other man, All men, Whole world, Whole universe, Is God, Is Art. Man Never realizes, He is other man, Other man is him.
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