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 Sep 2014 rob
Shannon Jeffery
To be what they want
Is to win a battle
To be who you are
Is to win a war
 Sep 2014 rob
The Messiah Complex
What is at the root of our societal ills?
is it religion? with it's antiquated dogma and decrees
packaged neatly in the form of a pill
militant atheists call for it's eradication, but that
*would only cure a symptom, and not the disease
This poem was inspired by long held beliefs that religion is not the disease, but merely a symptom of a greater problem; human suffering.  Also partially from the article below.

All people operate from the same two motivations: to fulfill their desires and to escape their suffering.

Learning this allowed me to finally make sense of how people can hurt each other so badly. The best explanation I had before this was that some people are just bad. What a cop-out. No matter what kind of behavior other people exhibit, they are acting in the most effective way they are capable of (at that moment) to fulfill a desire or to relieve their suffering. These are motives we can all understand; we only vary in method, and the methods each of us has at our disposal depend on our upbringing and our experiences in life, as well as our state of consciousness. Some methods are skillful and helpful to others, others are unskillful and destructive, and almost all destructive behavior is unconscious. So there is no good and evil, only smart and dumb (or wise and foolish.) Understanding this completely shook my long-held notions of morality and justice.

I encourage you to read the full article here: http://www.raptitude.com/2010/10/9-mind-bending-epiphanies-that-turned-my-world-upside-down/
 Sep 2014 rob
wordvango
some cats
 Sep 2014 rob
wordvango
I got a few cats who
want to be fed continuously.
Unless it's 20 degrees they slink away at every attempt
to stroke or pet them ,
but, come payday they are all perched up high stalking
and contemplating
attacks.

Born under a trailer, they kind of adopted me with their plaintive cries
when mama was out foraging I could not help
trying to tame them.On really cold nights they cuddle with me.

Otherwise it is futile to attempt to pet
these *******.
 Sep 2014 rob
Megan Grace
but
 Sep 2014 rob
Megan Grace
but
go       d    
at       the
        end       of the      
        night i       am  just      
     looking       simply        
             f o r       someone      
who talks       like      y o u
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