LIARS DEN

A whirlwind of lies This divisive cocktail of hatred Truth is no longer an option   Protection of power; priority Predator hierarchy; mandatory Do whatever it takes to keep control   Burn it all down this liar’s den Burn it all down and start again   All the lessons from history You choose to ignore... Continue Reading →

Bail Out

You bail out the rich And hang the poor I don’t know what to think anymore    Billionaire corporate hospitals Sending workers to the street As fat cats in their office take a money bath   Meanwhile the janitor cleans covid  Hoping not to breathe disease  Through her mask made from a t shirt

White Privilege? Ok, let’s talk

Remember these are generational problems will require generational solutions. They will require patience and grace on all sides. They will require the willingness to ask uncomfortable questions and also a willingness to look beyond the current manifestation of these generational problems and find the root cause. 

Looking at Racism – part 1

Racism is a doctrine so utterly devoid of merit that it is offensive in its very suggestion before we even get to the odious nature of its effects. It is the bastard child of arrogance and ignorance and it has been wielded as a weapon of division by power hungry rapacious sociopaths for far too long.

Color Blindness

Color blindness is a part of the problem Trying to say we’ve moved past it Denies your history It denies the issue   Good intentions won’t change the world Ignoring reality does not provide equality What is written on paper doesn’t always manifest in practice Yes color blindness is part of the problem   The... Continue Reading →

Jumble

How are you supposed to compose this jumble of thoughts into a cohesive expression? How am I supposed to compose myself long enough to process? Lord help me I need to understand. How can we ever change if we are so unwilling to change? What the heck is this new editor? I guess it’s been... Continue Reading →

How can it be this way?

I am angry, so very angry I am scared and confused My heart breaks as my mind rages How can it be this way?  We are all equal That’s what they say It is what I believe Yet it is clearly not what they mean   When rights are abused Protected on paper  Yet ignored... Continue Reading →

Separation From the Dream

It is a difficult grief to explain To have dreamed a dream So real and so true Only to be separated from it By failure Disappointing, unexplainable failure The heart aches The soul is heavy To dream and fail comes with a cost Yet so does not dreaming at all Is life without beauty and... Continue Reading →

Disinterest

The morning mists swirl A foggy cloud Obscures the objective of the day That is, assuming there is one Maybe it is just sleep Roll over and surrender to the disinterest Yet, there is fight There is always fight The fight remains stronger than the mists So forward I march

Children of Blood and Bone

There is a delightful flow to the book. It dances around the perspectives of the main protagonists to weave a rich tapestry of intrigue. The tension slowly builds throughout the book, just when you think you know what is going to happen, then narrative twists and the turns again, and again. It is a majestic piece of story telling, a wonderfully written and engaging story that will delight you. 

Representation Matters

Representation matters in movies, because when we do not portray a world that is representative of the reality of this beautifully diverse planet that we live on, when we do not present the possibility of impossibility to all; we deny people the opportunity to dream and to project. It is not simply the narrative that we lead people to believe, by giving them this historic line that they are some how less than, but it is also the lack of possibility that we deny people, by reducing their capacity to dream.

Limit the Limitless 

So often we seek to limit the limitless  Contain it in rules, in words, in a book We assigned a gender to the divine  God the father, God the man  God the person?  God the human … hmmm   But is that what God really is?    Eternal, infinite God The holy, the divine We... Continue Reading →

Random Thoughts

A combination of time and thoughtfulness is slightly delaying the progress of season 2. I feel I need to be much more deliberate with what I write these days. Even though we don’t mean them to be, what we choose to share in such a forum is to an extent indelible to the reader. As... Continue Reading →

Insignificant

The Universe, so infinitely vast With seemingly limitless possibilities Encapsulated by the impossibility Of really understanding it at all   Particles, atoms, molecules Matter, it all matters The tiniest of details matters Cosmic energy maintaining the great dance of existence   And we, the humans, on our little planet, our corner of it all A... Continue Reading →

The Light is a Window

Through the darkness A light invades Uncomfortable, unwelcome   A shining light Interrupting Our comfortable slumber   The light it appears Is a window Small & difficult to see through   Yet, even from a distance You can see something different Something beautiful through the window   The closer you get, the More you can... Continue Reading →

Lessons

There are some things that only experience can teach us Lessons only time can offer   However the challenge, when taking advise from someone more experienced   Is trying to discern if they have learned the things they were being taught Or if they simply allowed the lessons to pass them by

Finding Time

As time goes on The older I get It is not finding time To be creative That is the issue It is finding time When I am not exhausted That is the constant challenge     I have so many half begun thoughts for season 2, yet so many unfinished pieces haha. It will all... Continue Reading →

Toe Waterfall

So there you are Thinking, worried About the "why" Maybe even the "how"   And here I am With the “is”, only the "is" It “is” raining “Why” does not concern me   I hold my foot past the porch A liquid crystal lands on my toe A solitary universe of hydrogen and oxygen It... Continue Reading →

The Age of Bones

There are times that I feel old Tired, stiff, ready to stop Though I’m not quite as old  As my bones would have you believe   Sure I could be carbon dated An accurate figure assigned As my joints complain Creaking and cracking   My playful, mischievous mind Tells you a better truth Regardless of... Continue Reading →

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