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  • world view

    world view

    There is a problem with the premise
    that the original sin is passed
    to everyone who ever lived.
    Even though millennia have passed,
    an angry god seeks retribution
    and still holds a young earth grudge.

    The problem of the premise
    is that that blood is required
    to appease this feuding god.
    The worst of ancient religion’s practice,
    shunned by civilization,
    is worshipped by faith communities.

    The problem is in the premise
    that genocide is the answer
    to build utopian societies.
    Yet millions hold out for the end of days
    and a god’s torturous massacre to
    bring a new heaven and earth.

    The problem throughout this premise,
    is that god is not better
    than the best of us.
    The worst of mankind breeds
    blood-lust and revenge.
    A god should be greater than, not less than.

    There is a promise with a new premise,
    not about bloody retribution,
    but individual and societal recalibration
    to align with ancient-future greater ideals
    of peace that compounds
    and love that surrounds.

    The promise of this premise
    is that peace and love are not postponed,
    but active in the actions of those who
    live out justice by leveraging peace
    and work out that peace by mentoring love
    as their legacy for this world’s future.

    The promise in this premise,
    is that together we can
    reclaim the world to what it could be and
    recalibrate society to how it should be;
    reclaiming peace, restoring justice
    and redeeming everything through love.

    The promise through this premise
    is that as others have,
    we can live in self-changing peace
    and live out world-changing love,
    nurturing justice through our commitment
    to walk this path and redeem this world.

    Pops 2014

  • double six

    double six

    Life’s a journey, age is just a road sign
    Take a step
    Take a breath
    Love someone
    Love yourself
    Be present
    Be you
    Life’s a journey, age is just a road sign

  • quiet

    quiet

    all of the things
    that sometimes are left
    not said and unsayable
    not known and unknowable
    alone without a muse
    a quiet spell ensues

    all the things
    that are left
    are not said
    and not known
    alone and without
    a quiet spell

    the things
    that left
    are unsaid
    and unknown
    all alone
    a quiet

    things
    left
    unsaid
    unknown
    alone
    quiet

  • turning pages

    turning pages

    reading my life like a book
    turning pages so fast it’s a blur
    that makes my head spin
    and scarcely gives me time to wonder
    what just happened
    to another year

    chapter and verse
    for better or worse
    here I am

    each page written is the last
    one I can barely read with blurry eyes
    yet what is around the bend
    keeps me foraging and wondering
    what is coming
    with another year

    chapter and verse
    for better or worse
    here I am

    the story is of loss and love
    and triumph and defeat so glorious
    that the protagonist and antagonist
    merge in a Gemini sort of way
    standing together
    to face a new year

    chapter and verse
    for better or worse
    here I am

    unfinished, the end is unwritten
    and perhaps the climax is not past
    As I wade for inspiration
    in the lost and found of muses
    turning the page
    to this new year

    chapter and verse
    for better or worse
    here I am

  • sixty-five

    sixty-five

    “With All My Love”, I always say
    But clearly that’s not true
    For our love grows with every day
    And it’s all because of you

    With every year that passes by
    A more beautiful woman I see
    And even though you’re sixty-five
    You’re still nineteen to me

    Happy Birthday Catherine
    With All My Love (so far)