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The Good Life

The machinery is all connected
but it’s not the same.
Life exists on different planes
but you remain.

The mystery is at the transition
the points where ideas become actions
become thoughts
become feelings
become ideas
become thoughts
become feelings
become actions.

The key to a good life
Is being willfully uncomfortable.

Facing Hate

The world isn’t ready to have some conversations.
so…fine…
leave them behind
leave them in the dark
but then…
how do you not let
the dark
win?

What do you do
when faced with hate.
I feel embarrassed
as soon as I ask the question.

As if people haven’t been dealing with that for all time.
As if people haven’t shown the answer
As if people haven’t paid with their lives
As if I don’t know,
and therein lies my coward…
as if I don’t know…

Campbell says:
“The Labyrinth is fully known”

What do you do when faced with hate?
You hide
or
You stand and face it.

The Monster

The girl shrieked
the cameras recoiled
and then
came forward
to eat.
No one had to look up
Because there was
no one left.
There was just…

Feeding.

And there was no way
to ever get back again.
Everything had been…

Consumed.

The mothers knew better
but the knowing was not
accessible to them.
They had sealed it
Cauterized
with the pain of mortality
and reality of chaos.

The fathers knew better
but most were afraid
of the mothers
and were not strong enough
to hold.

I don’t know if I am strong enough to hold.

The biggest monster
has been revealed
and he…

HE

is hungry.

The Myth

I can hear
the tiredness
and the pain.

It will always break my heart.

But what else is a heart for…

What will I do when it’s over
What will I do when there’s nothing left to fight against
What will I do when they win.

Will I join them?

A fate worse than death.

Will I join them?

They will welcome me into their maw
glistening, sharp
ferociously hungry
they will consume me
like all the rest.

And then, I will be joined to them
part of them
and I can consume, unheeded
I can roar through
the life
deafening all with my hunger
to cling
to the myth of my incapable
and violated
self.

Bright and Hot

As I remove the blocks
and wet slabs of earth
that have shielded me
from my flame
I feel cold
disoriented
alone.

But there my flame is.

There it is.

Burning, bright and hot
True.

Futility

Under seige
under water
but I hear that I deserve it

And so it fits
my guilt, it sits
Eager for the brunt of it

But there is a glimmer
brighter than before
but still small,
and fragile like a flower.

There is a world
and I feel assaulted
from all sides
and from those I love

I’ve been practicing
to find myself
since I learned
of my true fate

And I wish I could do better
in the face of all the hate
but I’m grateful that I see it
especially in me
I’m grateful,
though not free of it
it’s not how I want to be.

And my single minded focus
will make it lonely in the end
So I listen to the Dalai Lama
and become my own best friend.

I’m told that I’m controlling
I’m told I am the key
to other people’s freedom
I’m told that without me
Their life, they would be free.

And I see how I’m the teller
of all the tales and stories
How I’m the holder of the keys
and the definer of all glories
I see how I’m not different
than what I claim to hate
I see how without me changing
I’ve stamped and sealed my fate.



Smoke and Mirrors For You

I am the center of it all
like the earth
in stories of old,
you all revolve around me.

I do not care what has been proven
because what I know
is that
you
revolve
around
me

And so I will take my
righteous place
at the center
and point outwards
at the ills
shooting at them
like skeet.

Are you telling me
that you are right?
And what if I agree
and you no longer
have the resistance
to define yourself?

What then.

Have you killed
the ills
and settled your soul
and now can feel peace
and now are safe
and justified

No?

I take my place at the center
and point out at the world
sure
I am sure
that is my gift
to myself
I had pain
and I turned away
the truth came to my door
I’d be searching for so long
and there it was knocking
and I turned away
and went back to my anger
and because I turned my back
there was nothing left
but to stoke the anger
glimmers of hate
growing stronger
and blue green
I stoke
and point my fingers outward
from my central place
in the middle of all things
I am the king
you are a bother

And it’s ok to continue as you are.
It’s ok.

But if you want to show yourself
beyond the smoke
it’s possible,
you just have to want
to face the mirror.

Smoke and Mirrors

There is something coming.
There is always
something coming.

But I am light

And you are light

And what’s coming
is light

You cannot be afraid
of light and live.

This is the test of all time
the one every hero
every sage
every god
has faced
and come through.

We are not meant
for what we think.

What we think is shrouded
in fear
the darkness in front
of the mirror
the smoke

And we can’t see
our reflection
because of it.

Is your life
the smoke
or the mirror.

Trouble Time

I think it’s time to get into some trouble.

I’ve been writing since I was, what…12 or so…maybe 11.
I’m sometimes good at it
Mostly indulgent
With brief sparks of clarityand beauty (I think).

I started and written many blogs in my life
Hundreds of posts
poetry
prose
and diarrhea (sorry about that)

I started a blog called “Lynch”
the day after Trump was elected
The first poem was called”Rooting for Trump”.

It was my outlet for processing the world.
I love social media for what it makes possible
I hate social media for what it makes possible
I work to stay on the “love” side

The more I face the violence
and apathy in myself
the more I find the necessity for art
because art transcends externalities
and has the potential to touch souls
and now, more than ever,
touching souls is what I think we need,
It’s what I need.

There is so much that has been unsaid
There is so much that has been left unsaid
As a male as a man as a boy
I am conditioned to heroic stoicism
but worse
I benefit from my silence
Not a real benefit
But the perception of safety
The perception of acceptance
My benefit is only a perception
and is not real
In fact, if I am a good person,which I realize I am,
the reality is my silence
has created the world
And I think the world needs to change
so I think trying a different approach might be good.

As the GREAT Peter Tosh sings
“I don’t want no peace, I want
equal rights and justice”.

Before anything and anyone
My son and all those I love
I want justice for myself
my internal self
and without speaking
with curiosity
convictionand experience
I can never know my internal self
and if I can not know my Internal self
I cannot have justice for myself
and if I cannot have justice for myself
I can never attempt to offer justice to the world.
There is so much to say
So much to express
so much pain
so much love
and much fear
and much hate

So with the intent to pierce hate
with Love
and to temper fear with Character
I will be releasing “LYNCH”
to the world
I hope you’re affected
In a way that touches
your soul.

The Machinery of Hate, Pt 1

You don’t have to stop calling it Racism. Racism exists and it’s not good and it would be good and it is important to prioritize, especially, State Sponsored racism, for example the criminalization of society which affects poor people of which black people are disproportionally represented. We need to decriminalize living and we need to do it now and we need immediately release anyone who the State has put in prison because they were made a criminal by society, non-violent drug offenders come right to mind. This is where I have failed, where I have been complicit, where I have been afraid to speak out, where I have been apathetic and maintained the attitude that if it’s not happening to me, it doesn’t matter. I’m ashamed of this behavior and this moment in time has woken me up to my complacency and the injustice it’s helped foster. As a white skinned brother I say we need to do more to address the injustices that our black skinned brothers and sisters are bringing up and we need to do it now.

But there is a larger villain than racism. There’s an issue that’s so fundamental and so ingrained that it hides in plain site even as it spreads. This villain is so old and wise and thorough that it has convinced many of us it doesn’t exist, even as we demonstrate it. This villain is so crafty that it is able to attack cloaked as it’s opposite. This villain is so deadly that it has us teaching our own children how to embrace it. This villain is so prevalent that it has entire systems of machinery that help do it’s work.

This villain is Hate.

Racism as we see it today can not exist without Hate but Hate can surely exist without Racism. Hate is internally sown and infects everything that comes through it’s filter. Hate flavors everything. Racism is externally focused and can be called many things, all of them basically meaning hatred of another person for the differences you see in them. A loving person will not be a racist person and that’s a heavy sentence to put out there, but it’s true.

A loving person will not be a racist person (in the way we understand Racism today). That doesn’t mean that we must all be loving in order to have Justice (but it might) but it does mean that there is only one cure for Racism, there is only one cure for injustice, but it’s a real cure, it’s a final cure, it’s the ultimate cure, it’s the cure for Hate which is the cause of racism. It’s Love.

When I look at the Machinery of Hate, it’s so complete. It’s literally like in all the movies ever made. It’s Mordor, it’s The Dark Side, it’s the Kracken, it’s the Devil. If you haven’t read Joseph Campbell, and you’re concerned about this struggle, you MUST read or listen to his series with Bill Moyers, “The Power of Myth” because he talks about the Heroes Journey and he talks about the fact that none of this, none of what we face today is new, it’s been with us for all time and the “Labyrinth is fully known” because it’s been traveled by the heroes that have come before.

The Machinery of Hate is too subtle and sublime to dismantle as you would a bomb or a prison or a political system or even a society. You could dismantle all of these things and you will not touch the Machinery of Hate, the machine will chug on because it doesn’t exist outside yourself. For a terrifying example of the Machinery of Hate – watch the last scene in “Devil’s Advocate” with Keannau Reeves and Al Pacino. This is the Machinery of Hate. I am no God fearing person, I’m not religious in the popular sense but the analogy is powerful and the task is daunting. In fact the task is so daunting that it’s much preferable to call the problem something else, like Racism, because then we have a villain that is outside ourselves and who doesn’t love a villain outside themselves. This is such a problem because in the process of trying to achieve Justice today, people are using Hate. It doesn’t matter what side you’re on in the fight because you’re not on the side you say you’re on. You’re on the side you act like you’re on. And if you act from Hate or with Hate, you are on that side, with all the others on that side.

The Machinery of Hate. This is what killed George Floyd. And if you want Justice you have to call it by it’s name.

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