Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Forever Means Right now

This kind of music is uncharacteristic of what I usually post.  I would urge you to listen to the lyrics

Forever Means Right Now
You want to know me
I want to know you
Space and time seem to flow on
But our eyes stand still against the tide.

You can feel our eyes locked together.
Through these eyes stare into me.
Can you see what I am trying to say?
Will we share this moment forever?

But sometimes these eyes slip away
Past mortal, living time
to the immensity of the eternal:
The instant of a feeling
that takes centuries to explain.
The instant of a moment
That takes a lifetime to understand

This proximity to reality produces
Euphoria so powerful it must be a dream,
But then I look into your eyes again.
Does this light still linger
In the longing glance you find here?

Wednesday, August 22, 2012


I want to keep my work free and available for public use, therefore I have set up a button for donations on the right hand column of this blog.  The donations will be used to support my spartan lifestyle.  The remainder will be used in the propaganda effort (self-publishing, propaganda dissemination etc.) or be saved as precious metals until such a time as they can support the former cause. 

If this is your first time reading this blog, I would suggest you begin by reading some of my poetry on nature, spirituality and identity.

Thursday, August 16, 2012

Negative Solidarity Movement

 This is a quick poem inspired by my interactions with the Occupy Wall St movement (an interesting conversation I had yesterday inspired me to finish it).  For the most part they seem like good, well-intentioned, mostly liberal people who, when confronted by the current situation are afraid of what it might say about the politics that they've been pursuing for so long.  Rather than admit the obvious (the corruption of government as an institution, the need for a decentralized society built on organic community, the fatal contradiction of the leftist worldview that believes one can have personal liberty while the government delivers you your prosperity on a platter), they stand paralyzed in the face of reality saying things like "no one knows what will happen next", "no one knows what to do about this problem" etc. 

I hope all my OWS brothers and sisters who read this realize (and here, I speak from my deepest of personal experiences) that the first part of accepting reality and your place in it is admitting you are wrong.  I have been through this process.  It was hard living in an ideological limbo where I paid attention to so many things I was unable to form an opinion on, but admitting that my previous conceptions (I was, you could say, a generic statist) that set my course of action were wrong started me on the woodland path that I am still walking today.  Your former self will fall to ashes but you will rise a phoenix from the fires of change.

Negative Solidarity Movement
The crowd
Of decaying walls
Whose roof that united them
In common interest,
Has collapsed into the ground
Leaving them stranded:
Searching for someone to blame
As they crumble in the rain.

Out of isolation come the walls
To stand in city streets
Chanting slogans,
Holding placards,
Walking alone
Though with each other.

Between them
All bonds lie broken:
Each one stands
In contradiction with the crowd,
But walks with it
In self-righteous anger
That divides them even as it unites.

This movement stands afraid
To question
To answer
To find
An answer to their anger
For fear of what it might unbind…