14 October 2012

Fifty-Four


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The big lesson humankind is still hard-pressed to learn, hard-pressed to even begin to grasp,
Is that absolutely everything is connected at every level across the board.
Each and every particle working, playing, dancing together
Every simultaneous, unrehearsed moment
To create this grand dream.
That so many take it all for granted,
And deceive themselves and others in so many ways,
That we have become so absurdly disjointed, is folly beyond the pale

* * * *
Any given group, any given alliance, evolves and maintains an equilibrium
Between the needs of the individual and the needs of the group.
Imbalance either way creates a tension in the dynamic,
Remedied either by the individual's departure,
Or a change in the group's dynamic.

* * * *
How many times have you given heart and mind
To one thing or another, only to watch it all go badly?
So it goes, deal with it, get over it, move on.
It is all really only the dream of god.
Some get a pleasant reverie,
Others a dark nightmare.
Discern the greatest context,
And be content, at peace, in grace,
That it was your undeserving fate to play it so.

* * * *
From the quietude of boundless slumber, awareness awakens,
And gazing into the pool of memories, stokes the dream into another day.
Dust to dust, a few breaths, a few thoughts between.
Let the vanity begin.

* * * *
It is a most curious thing how so many writers
Feel required to leave some hopeful taste in the reader’s mouth.
The reality of it is that this garden world’s prospects are growing bleaker every day.
There is absolutely no precedent for this manifest mirage as it is unfolding.
Seven billion cancer cells will be nine billion in thirty or forty years,
Assuming it has not begun tail-diving into collapse before then.
And, so sorry, there is no way our little two-legged brain
Is going to keep things rolling forever, no matter
How clever we believe ourselves to be.