The Pension Debt of New York City rivals
the Gross Domestic Product of Bangladesh, at #59
*in the world of Nations!

The
weight of
this moment.
Bearing down on me.
Something needs to change, and quite soon.
The inertia of this situation is so great.
The momentum of my past is running me over.
The passive nature of my self
has to come to terms
with the things
that need
change.

Senator Bernie Sanders
has been invited to the Vatican
by the Pope, himself,
and Mr. Sanders
graciously accepted.

I just gotta wonder
"how's that for 'auspicious?'
I mean:
in this Presidential Election
where every other candidate
flaunts their unflinching 'faith'
as a means to woo potential voters,
how perfect
that the belittled underdog
is summoned to meet His Holiness
as the others, without fail,
put their feet in their mouths
and proceed
to valliantly shoot themselves in the foot,
yet the voting populous
doth so seem to revel in the spectacle.


What a show!

"No,
not this.
Not like this.
It just cannot be!
Not like this.
not me,
please?"

"No,
not now,
no mercy.
No mercy for thy soul;
damnation,
suffer,
pain."

"No,
the pain,
so much pain!
Unceasing anguish..
such cruelty is this, thy wrath!
Sadism, thou beast,
Curse thy name
for this
pain!"

"Yes,
Victim,
suffer more!
Thy screams are so sweet;
Satiate my lust for torment:
Thy screams sound so sweet
to my ears,
Victim;
writhe."

God-King of the Heavens;
usurper of the throne of Saturn-
his Father,
the Titan-God of Time and Agriculture.
Saturn:
the personification of Time.
Also known as Chronos; Odin.

But, back to Jove-
that is to say, Jupiter:
archetype for Masculinity.

To some, the true Patriarch.

He's said to have once called himself YHWH,
but some know him as Yahweh, Jehovah, or Allah.
Others swear he goes by Zeus or Ammon,
and yet others, by Thor.

Or, perhaps
that name brings to mind
the largest planet in our Solar System.

The fifth from the Sun,
and largest by mass and volume:
Jupiter alone has 2.5 times the mass
of all the other planets combined.

It has a diameter of roughly 11 times that of Earth,
or about a 1/10th of that of the Sun.

I venture to say
that the Scientific and Mythological namesakes
both tend to have a similar temperament
and gravity
for they who are caught
within his sphere of influence.

I once was a Person far too set in my ways
to realize how much what I didn't do
hurt the person I love.

I one was a Person too consumed by Self
to see past it's Illusion
and into the beautiful Truth of my life.

I once was a Person lucky enough to be close to you;
and though you say I didn't fail, I sure feel like I did.
I may not have failed you, but I sure failed myself in the process.
Maybe I didn't, but it sure made me think
about how I could change;
and Change has been made.

I'm sorry for the things I did that I shouldn't have
and for the things I didn't that I should have.

I'm terribly sorry my actions and inactions
made you seek your course of recourse.

I hope you can find it in your heart to give me another chance,
I know you may well not want to, and I don't blame you;

Time can be good.

To quote another poem of mine; Age:
"It does take Time
to find and travel your Path,
but it can begin at any Time,
and one can stray at any Time."

I'm sorry I strayed.
I think it can begin anew.
More beautiful.

We had something.
What's gone is gone.
We have potential.
We can begin anew;
begin something new
and more wondrous
than either of us can imagine:

I think we can grow together,
You nourish me.
I want to do the same for you.

I love you.
I miss you.
I adore you.

I miss you so much.

You complete me.
I know it sounds cheesy.. but it's true.

Last weekend at the wedding
when I laid down with you sobbing
about the things I was sobbing about
I had a realization:

I can see myself marrying you;
perhaps not quite yet, but I'd be down.
Normally thinking of marriage freaks me out,
but with you it doesn't.
It would be an honor.

You push me towards a better me
even if I've unintentionally resisted:
(That's part of what's changed
I see how I've been resisting now.
Sorry it took so ******* long ><)

You got me to write things down and share them.
You got me to try new things and to push my comfort zone.
You inspire me to pursue my passions;
to not be ashamed to get in front of People and share them.
You think in ways that the Ordinary can't even imagine.
You make me feel like I belong and that I am loved..

Something so very precious is being lost;
within me
and between us

I really hope we haven't thrown all hope out the window.
I think we have something far too dear to just toss out.

We both need to change, for ourselves and each other,
but I feel that we can do that together. Perhaps better.

I'm really truly sorry it took me losing you
to make me realize what I already had in you.

I'm really sorry it took what it took:
I'm really sorry it took so much Time.

-
I was stubborn and stupid.
I strayed.
We all can.

I value things differently now.
We all should.

My Shadow and Ego had been puppeteering my Mind,
but I've felt the metamorphosis, the renewal, the cleansing;
the Change has crept up and consumed me.
My Worldview has shifted, from the inside turning out.
The World is more beautiful now;
and so are you.

You are the full Moon
in the night of my Mind.
I know I truly love you.
[Please, Forgive me.]

Politicians cannot ever agree
unless it's about stripping privacy.

What a sad state of affairs it is
when the cure becomes the ailment
when hope turns to despair
when loves turns to disdain.

What a sad state of affairs it is
when the free are enslaved
when information has a price
and when laws are unjust.

What a sad state of affairs it is
when people worship their tools;
when the path is worshiped
as opposed to traveled.

What a sad state of affairs it is
when empathy and kindness are mocked
and subtle wickedness is the status quo.

What a sad state of affairs it is
that we find ourselves in today.

Ich habe es satt am Leben in dieser Welt zu sein.
Ich habe es satt im Sozialkreise zu laufen.
Ich habe es satt falsch zu sein auch wann ich ruhig bleibe.
Ich bin in meinen Mitmensch bitter enttäuscht und habe keine Lust mehr ihm zu vergeben.
Sie gehen immer zu weit.
Ich bin mehr Wohl gesinnt gewesen als sie je verdient gehabt haben.

Ich muss ebenso geduldig warten.

Respectful disagreement
is much more compassionate than
disrespectful agreement*
could ever even hope to be.

Poetry isn't written:
                                                        ­                                    
Words are written,
and Poetry is read.

When my muse eludes,
I pick up my Guitar;
and when that fails,
I seek the (albeit sometimes symbolic) Pen.

When that as well fails to impress the Divine within me,
I regress to something much, much closer to home;

I Meditate.

Neither speaking to nor being spoken to by the Divine;
Asking not and seeking no Answers;
trying to be content with this.

Just Meditate.

Do not stare it in the Eyes
for it is the Void itself;
the Mystery itself;

Meditate.

Look into the Pond in which you're standing
and try standing still enough long enough
to let the ripples and sediment settle;
to be able to see thy Reflection;
Such is Mind:

Meditate.

Realize that you are a Fractal of Manifestation;
a pattern begot of patterns upon patterns upon patters
throughout time upon time upon time;
symmetrical in a parabolic sense, perhaps even circular;
Birth, life, death, (etc.?).

--
Universe:
The all-encompassing Chord:

A
Fractal
Manifest.
begot of the One;
relatively horizonless,
each point sees itself as Center;
when really there is no Center,
except the Center
relative
in time;
Now.

It's very difficult to do simple well:

Overthinking
is a folly of the Human condition
just as Underthinking
is a folly of these, our modern times.

We must remember
and return to the ways of
the Natural virtues:
Balance, Respect, Harmony, and Elegance.

Wu wei.

Let it be,
it is fine;
it is we
who need to be
pliant and yielding
all the while retaining
our own individual integrity.

Only then can we, as Humans,
reach our full potential:
It is within our ability
to become Gods. Titans.
Transcendents,
Enlightened Ones;
as Humanity,
the Enlightened.

Good Morning,
Global Consciousness.
So happy to see you've survived the unnaturally long Night.
I hope we remember our dreams;
we sure could use some right about now.

Satan is a metaphor
for destructive manifestations
of cosmic Energies;
allowing Potential
to go horribly awry;
and, in that sense,
is very much real.

Lucifer is a metaphor
for a seeker and preacher
of deeper understanding;
informed dissent,
liberation via mass enlightenment;
and, in that sense,
is truly a Saint.

I find it rather funny,
the power Names hold
while it's also rather funny
how hollow Words really are,
that is, until someone
reads, listens, thinks, or speaks
using Language as we know it;

then the ancient Spells
come wholly into a Life
entirely unto their own:

It is within the Power of such Spells
to incite and to quell
grief, joy, confusion, insight
inoculation, ignorance,
inurement, indoctrination,
harmony, discord,
love, hate, disdain, respect
peace and war;

God as well as the Devil
lie dormant within our Actions and Words.

The coagulation of wealth in society
is like what would happen
if one particular ***** in the body
stashed all of the body's blood:
The whole body would inevitably starve, wither and die,
including the one greedy *****
which pooled all of the blood and ruined it
for the other 99% of the body.

We've been conditioned
to project our Shadow
onto all that's around us
and then begrudge the faults we find.

Self-fulfilling prophecies and confirmation biases:
If you look hard enough for something
you're bound to find it
especially when you're subconsciously projecting it.

We've been trained to let our Shadow speak for us, to act for us
instead of confronting it and integrating it;
many act as a puppet to their Shadow
few (if any) are truly holistic in the realm of mind.

The Shadow is a powerful backseat driver:
it knows what you fear, what you desire, who you hate, and what you can't stand.
It is the manifestation of those parts of yourself
you'd sooner forget than have over for tea.

The Shadow is not something that can be discarded or destroyed
it is only a powerful source of energy and inspiration
that will run you over if you give it the chance;
it will make a zombie out of you.

A creature dominated by Shadow can be said to be a Demon;
a vessel for evil, a conduit for the Shadow's destructive potential:
We live in a demonic society.
By this definition, an evil society.
A society that uses the powers of manifestation and Shadow to breed hate and suffering
as opposed to utilizing them to help preclude such torment.

It isn't just isolated to any one country;
it is a plague upon the people of Earth the whole planet over
for the Shadow is an integral part of the human mind
and anyone can fall victim to it.

With all these counter-examples of maturity and fairness
it's a wonder anyone has any morality to speak of.

Here, from the king's mountain view;
here, from the wild dream come true;
feast like a Sultan, I do,
on treasures and Flesh, never few;
but I,
I would
wish it
all away
if I
thought I'd
loose you
just one day.

The Devil and his had me down,
in love with dark side I'd found.
Dabbling all the way down,
up to my neck, soon to drown;
but you changed that all for me,
lifted me up, turned me 'round.
So I; I; I; I;
I would,
I would,
I would,
wish
this
all
a-
way.

Prayed like a martyr dusk 'til dawn.
Begged like a ****** all night long.
Tempted the Devil with my song,
and got what I wanted all along;
but I,
and I would,
if I could,
then I would
wish it away,
wish it away,
wish it all away;
wanna wish it all away,
no cross that could hold, sway,
or justify kneeling away my Center,
so if I could I would wish it all away
if I thought Tomorrow
would take you away:
you're my peace of Mind,
my Home, my Center;
I'm just tryin' to hold on
one more day.

Dim my eyes;
dim my eyes.
Dim my eyes,
if they should compromise
our fulcrum
if wants and need divide me
then I might as well be
gone-

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Shine on forever,
shine on, benevolent Sun.
Shine down upon the broken;
shine until the Two become One.

Shine on forever,
shine on, benevolent Sun.
Shine upon the severed,
shine until the Two become One.

Divided, I'm withering away.
Divided, I'm withering away.
Shine down upon the Many, light our way,
benevolent Sun.

Breathe in union.
Breathe in union.
Breathe in union.
Breathe in union.
Breathe in union.
So,
as one,
survive
another day
in season.
Silence, legion,
save your poison!
Silence, legion,
stay out of my way!

Life oft entails two Paths:
endure the pains of Self-Discipline
or suffer those of Regret;

As always, the choice
is solely up to you;
yet the consequences
fall not only on you,
but also on all those
who happen to be
close enough
to you

Victimized by external circumstance;
Vindicated by internal perseverance.

I try not to heed news that yells at me that everything is going to ****;
I do, however, read lots of news that leads me to the same conclusion.

Though I do care
how current events impact my fellow Humans,
I wish to form my own genuine opinions
based upon objective information;

Is that really too much to ask?
Seems like it.

Objectivity in Journalism is a dying breed.
Media doesn't like Objectivity anymore;
not since the inhuman atrocities of the Vietnam war
were so enthusiastically televised.

Now it's all sensationalism and demagoguery
and who **** X is ******* this week
and that's how they want it;
for, you see,
we, the People of Earth,
are far too dangerous
with accurate information
and a bit of vested interest
in what happens upon this,
our sole World
our soul World

"It's a 'sink or swim' World;
which do you chose?"