4617546175 "Another Gearwheel In The System"461754 years ago in Emotional More Like This
The human race sure is a spectacle when observing Earth without its existence. Human innovation has taken the Earth by storm. As Earth, as nature, preceded humanity, humans are essentially a cog in the emergent, symbiotic system we call the Cosmos. There is no such thing as isolation. Life Existence is built upon relationship. The relationship with the tree, the body, the bird, your mind, ideas, and the list goes on. The relationship is limitless. The very fact of relationship being the foundation of all existence means that the individual is in the collective; the collective is the individual.
The individual is the droplet of the ocean of existence But, the very fact that it is an ocean means that every droplet is essential in itself as well as the rest of the ocean. In this, Responsibility is recognized. You are not only responsible for yourself but also your relationships. Compassion is the bread and butter of responsibility and mo
know your rightsAmendment Iknow your rights3 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances.
A well regulated Militia, being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the people to keep and bear Arms, shall not be infringed.
No Soldier shall, in time of peace be quartered in any house, without the consent of the Owner, nor in time of war, but in a manner to be prescribed by law.
The right of the people to be secure in their persons, houses, papers, and effects, against unreasonable searches and seizures, shall not be violated, and no Warrants shall issue, but upon probable cause, supported by Oath or affirmation, and particularly describing the place to be searched, and the persons or things to be seized.
No person shall be held to
Is this hell?I am aloneIs this hell?6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No one to speak
No one to hear
No one at all
The emptiness echos
The only sound is my heartbeating
Though I feel dead inside
It is not fair to be alone
Am i forgotten
Is it really this dark?
or am i just blind
Am i breathing
I know nothing
I only have questions
But no one is there to answer them
Will there ever be a glimpse of light
Is this eternal darkness?
or will i sit waiting,
for the rest of my life?
Or perhaps this is my afterlife
Shadows of my ownI'm lost inShadows of my own6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The shadows of my own
Stuck in time
'Cause I loved you
But you're gone
And I never wanted
To wake up
From our dreams
But now that
I face the truth
It hurts so much
That I want to
Come back to
My illusions and to
My fields of innocence
Where the truth
Is hidden by the
Wanted and sweet lies
'Cause the lies tell us
All we want to hear
When we are suffering
Povesti din cosul de gunoi Nu cred că te-ai gândit vreodată până acum cât de multe poveşti poţi găsi într-un coş de gunoi. Am dreptate, nu?Povesti din cosul de gunoi5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Ei bine nu vei găsi în niciun alt loc atât de multe.
Am ajuns aici abia ieri. Sinceră să fiu la început nu mi-a plăcut deloc locul ăsta. Până când am privit puţin în jur şi mi-am dat seama că sunt înconjurată de obiecte care au aceeaşi poveste ca şi mine: nu au mai fost vrute.
Am făcut cunoştinţă cu jucăria ne mai dorită de copil. Era un căluţ simplu lăcuit din lemn. Copilul a crescut, nu a mai avut nevoie de el.
Am făcut cunoştinţă cu buchetul de flori pentru ea. Ea cea care nu a apărut la întâlnire. Ea cea pentru care buchetul de lalele roşii a fost cump
What is the Point?What is the pointWhat is the Point?6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of copying sutras
and carving Buddhas
of reading scripture,
preaching and witnessing,
of meditating and
puzzling out koens,
of genuflecting and
of praying endlessly
holy words always
on your lips?
What is the point
of these and any
number of other
if when you meet
a stranger in need
you dont smile
and offer your assistance?
Non-binary ConceptsLabels are no longer necessary,Non-binary Concepts3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
Judgments, outside the menial, are useless... outdated,
We can no longer quantify identity by past parameters,
The future is a whole new era;-
Evolution, we always knew, was imminent,
These are the days of transition and transformation.
The Gospel According to AdvertisingI want to have what isn't mineThe Gospel According to Advertising4 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The adverts tell me that it's fine
Although it may cause greater mess
What I desire, the answer's yes
A bigger house, a prettier wife
A nicer car, a better life
Dream away, it could be yours
Kick at those unopened doors
Because, of course, your life is s****
You're being denied your every right
Your life must tell the world you're great
Beginning now and never late
Have it now or it is lost
Have it at whatever cost
It may cost your dignity
But surely your humanity
evolutionI dearly want to reject Darwinevolution6 years ago in Other More Like This
the notion that
for gripping daggers
that we are
little more than
seeped in contempt
niggardly with praise
it cost something
false friends that
piss on my shadow while
smiling in my face
that I should
wreak unholy havoc
this too I
I turn away
'the better angels
of our nature'*
because to do so
is to evolve
*Abraham Lincoln, First Inaugural, March 4th, 1861
But in absence of the heartBut in absence of the heart9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't want elongated days
or shadows that curve & stalk round corners
or even segmented hours,
the next one unattainable.
I never look too far forward
in fear of
the second after eternity
and then nothing will go to plan.
Atop a hill that whispers to the clouds
there lies valleys only seen from here,
valleys usually pathways trodden
to see this monstrous mound
(and not so deep at all).
And gloomy seas set in feathered cliffs,
the rocks are sharp to touch
but from the shore
are statuesque and sculpted
by indecisive tides
that tease my toes
in knowledge they have seen the hidden seabed
& I have not.
I wonder if the deeper sand
is swished around like the sand upon the shore
never here or there
or sometimes taken away
& never seen again.
There are no stories to be told
with each survivor engulfed
and persuaded (only by distance)
to ensure they are secrets kept.
Or if the grains of sand between my toes
have seen it all
but dare not speak
Freely EnslavedYou poison your mindFreely Enslaved6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
With beliefs, divine
A part of your life
now left behind
You've no common sense
You weave a defense
Of some plan which was made
Without your consent
You justify how you behave
And choose to be, freely, enslaved
Check the cons
Break the bonds
Don't become their pawns
Escape from the hold
Say you won't be sold
No more messed up stories
From the days of old
Maybe it's time to misbehave
Show them you won't be freely enslaved
Happily Never AfterIt appears we are nothing more than just mere puppets, childhood playthings to be thrown around and disposed of as you wish.Happily Never After6 years ago in Teen More Like This
I remember when we used to be able to wish upon a shooting star, sit atop the traffic lights and watch the cars pass us by. (Back then we had all the time in the world.) Its crazy how quickly things can change. I turned my head for one second and then you were gone. Poof, right into the thin air. I closed my eyes, rubbed them, shook my head; I did all I could think of in hopes you would magically return. (But you never did, and I fear you never will) I now sit atop those same traffic lights alone and dejected, pathetically continuing to watch the cars pass us, no now just me, by. I believe if I stay there long enough youll come back to me. (I never was one to think realistically) Every now and then someone will honk at me and wave and it will lift my spirits a little, only to have them crash right back down when
The CPDA's ManifestoThe CPDA's Manifesto11 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Communism In Life: A Short Manifesto
1. Abolition of property in land and application of all rents of land to public purposes.
2. A heavy progressive or graduated income tax.
3. Abolition of all rights of inheritance.
4. Confiscation of the property of all emigrants and rebels.
5. Centralization of credit in the banks of the state, by means of a national bank with state capital and an exclusive monopoly.
6. Centralization of the means of communication and transport in the hands of the state.
7. Extension of factories and instruments of production owned by the state; the bringing into cultivation of waste lands, and the improvement of the soil generally in accordance with a common plan.
8. Equal obligation of all to work. Establishment of industrial armies, especially for agriculture.
9. Combination of agriculture with manufacturing industries; gradual abolition of all the distinction between town and country by a more equable distribution of the populace over the country.
The Darkest CornersPersevereThe Darkest Corners6 years ago in Open More Like This
For the unknown,
What has to be
Anything other than this,
Anything's better than this,
Face the shadow
Hiding the misery,
Work for change till
You see its downside,
Change again and
Watch it demise.
Scour what's left
Of the faint remaining
And use the remains
To relight the shadows,
Even the darkest corners
To see clearly
Opening My WoundsI'm afraid to show I'm interested,Opening My Wounds6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Afraid to show I'm rotting away,
You're afraid to show you're interested,
Or maybe you just don't care.
Fake that we don't care,
Fuck our chances forever,
It's a game of who falters first,
I'm bound to trip,
No second chances on first impressions,
I'm lost in what she thinks of me,
What she doesn't,
What she keeps inside,
What pity exists,
What interest lives on.
With each breaking moment I'm waiting for word,
With each small chance I jump with joy,
Then dissipate with disappointment,
But I can never show.
Staring off between honesty
And what I really am,
Maybe my impressions are right,
Becoming a paranoid worried
I've finally found what I'm tru
Twisted Nursery RhymeMary had a little lamb,Twisted Nursery Rhyme6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Her father shot it dead.
Now it comes to school with her,
Between two loaves of bread.
Breaking downMy brain had a melt down you seeBreaking down6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
All the emotions and pieces of me
Spilled out onto the floor in vibrant red
Such sadness and despair poured from my head
No matter what I did no one could see
What was staring in front of me
The loss of something I couldn't express
I had to find a way to clean the mess
Betrayal followed shortly you see
Friendships I thought meant everything to me
I was invisible again
Trying to avoid them
Everyone deserves to be happy see
Though, not black rainclouds like me
So it's better if I hide away
Showing no emotion today
If I hide behind this mask
No one will ever ask
And I can be alone you see
To tear apart the pieces of me
Breaking down in front of you
Was something I didn't want to do
I'm supposed to be in charge here
No one else should ever get near
To the depth of my weakening core
To the places the scars are sore
Freezing it all back into place
I'll find my way and erase
All the traces that led to me
So that no one will ever see
The pain I've kept inside o
Don't Don'tDon't6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't pretend to know me,
Don't pretend to care,
Don't think you're clever;
I can see in your eyes, there's nothing really there.
Don't lend a hand,
Don't ask if I'm okay,
Don't think I'll trust you,
When I know you'll look the other way.
Don't be nosy,
Don't be mean,
Don't cry for attention,
Don't make a big scene.
A Different Serial KillerSmiling,A Different Serial Killer6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the tiny corpses
to the kettle
and turned up the heat.
She turned her attention
towards another one
on the chopping board,
sharpened her knife
her macabre ministrations,
that used to be him
were joined by
his former lover
and an old friend,
both now evenly sliced.
She tore off
limb after limb
paying no heed
to their owner's cries,
shrieks and pleas for mercy
for the poor owner
was just lettuce
and she was deaf
to the plant language.
Fake DemocracyI can't live in a worldFake Democracy5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Where dreams grow old
And memories are sold
I don't care what they say
I don't care what I'm told
This place you call America is a joke
A lie thicker than smoke
It gets so thick I can't breath
Don't tell me that I'm wrong
Because I really don't care
Everywhere I look
Two names, Two parties
And you try to tell me
That our elections are free and fair?
It seems I can't look anywhere
Tax breaks for the wealthy
Soldiers for the war
Scandal on the news
Money, money, more
What ever happened to the Great Society?
Help for the poor?
When did this become the homeless man's fight?
Since when was the working class a blight?
Welcome to America
Land of the Gross
Home of the faithless
In the end, I suppose
I'm just one of the lost
A moth to the flame
Someone to blame
A man with no name
You sicken me.
Read This And Remember.You live life the way you want.Read This And Remember.6 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
In life it doesn't matter what people say or do, only what you take from it.
It only matters what you think, it's your life to live
The most important person in your life is you. Remember this.
You will always be there for yourself
Take care of yourself.
Take care of the people that love you, try for you, and hope for you.
To have a friend you must be a friend.
Learn to love and you will love life.
Open your mind, understand
Forgive, never forget
It's life's lessons and pains that teach us
Not everything happens for a certain, predestined reason
It happens so you can learn from it, take from it, and use it for your benefit,
Always keep trying.
Never give up
Never give in
You are a strong person
You will persevere
With love and hope,
here we go again.Im searching for something that was never lost,here we go again.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Im paying for it, when it has no cost.
Im crying over it, without shedding a tear,
Im afraid of it, when I have nothing to fear.
Im loving something that Ive always hated,
Im free to roam, though my freedom is wasted.
Im screaming so loud, yet silence is my friend,
Ive only recently started, but Im closer to the end.
Im planning something that doesnt have a plot,
Ive gambled all my life, and Ive never lost the lot.
Im hurting deep inside, though Ill never show the pain.
Another day of confusion, here we go again.
Holier Than Who?I have met, in my opinion, way too many people who refuse to accept new ideas into their life and belief system. Too many people, also, who think critically about any part of their life outside of the material few things that through which they can achieve social acceptance, be it money, status, fame, etc.Holier Than Who?6 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
I know too many religious people who tell me that I don't know what I am talking about. A few, even, who tell me I am a blasphemer for not accepting their Lord, Jesus the Christ, as my Lord. I don't even personally believe the bro ever existed. Can they not respect my standpoint in these issues? I have never gone to anyone of a different faith and told them, in person, that they are damned for believing what they do. Yet, I have people who look down on me for believing that the cosmos and everything in it are one, and in that, our overall being is the true creator and creation.
They believe in miracles and a man who died for our sins, and a man in the clouds, so to speak, who sees ev