ok, it's biblical
addressing our lowest
common denominators
bi-polarized
it's where Jesus went to die
spiritually before physically
(yeah, kind of important)
so sad
we are challenged every day
the elements can be so cruel and yet
humankind continually transcends that which hurts us
i'm not a religious person
but Jesus, God - whatever
i'm a subscriber
despite being
sensationalized and desensitized
hypnotized - purified - sterilized
reaction versus pro-action
i'm not a religious person
but Jesus, God - whatever
i'm a subscriber
despite being
sensationalized and desensitized
hypnotized - purified - sterilized
reaction versus pro-action
i am astounded
at how resilient we are
and i am in a place in my life at the moment
where optimism circumvents chaos
in a newborn alignment ascending
after the final no, there comes a yes
and it's on that yes, that the future world depends
Wallace Stevens
but there's no one left at home
and i believe i'm going to rain
looking back on the home movies
that Dad took of us in better times
when nothing mattered but us
in love with life - lunging forward
captured on celluloid - on 8mm film
(now on VHS tape - not yet digitized)
on a used camera he bought for 30 bucks
in 1965 - just for fun, working for a few months
that summer, before it broke down
where fixing it would cost more
than what it was worth
back when fun - was still an option
ok, sometimes i took pictures
of them too
silent, all rather choppy, disjointed and yet
relevant
absent of sound and music
.
we are afraid and so we should be
in a world that hangs onto damage in a determined dementia
we rise/evolve/resolve - here today, gone tomorrow
appreciating my British heritage
now in Canada
kids with guns in america
beating and shooting each other
still in high rotation - in a relentless revolver rampage
playing russian roulette
with guns that can be purchased
at a corner store
despite all that
i'm beginning to admire human nature
in a way i couldn't up till now
more recently in observation
the progress is real
we humans are essentially benevolent creatures
who love more than hate
history continually shows us
that there's hope
in the ruins
we always rise up
homophobia transcended into a new beginning
in recent events where those who hang on to the past
are left behind
where the storm finally takes it's toll
ending life, prematurely
survivors of the holocaust
gather in remembrance
in appreciation
renewal/hope
moral courage, compassion/empathy
in a whole new forum of exchange
political agendas becoming remarkable resources
despite what we read, hear, feel
adjusting to modern times
where corrections are being made
out of necessity
all fueled by the will of the masses
abolishing fossil fuels/carbon emissions
embracing renewable energy
so yes, good news
the world is changing exponentially
thank god
so many good things going on
we're so sorry, uncle albert
but if anything should happen
we'll be sure to give a ring
focusing on what works
over that which doesn't
on what's real vs.
what isn't real
we're FINALLY getting what needs to be done
more emphasis on ecological and environmental sustainability
dancing in the debate
in what's doable
climate change being addressed in new forums
that challenge the status quo
the biggy in Paris in December 2015 coming
and so the monsoon keeps coming - year after year
bringing life and death with it
and yet embracing it nonetheless
because we need the rain
either way
through the floods and the drought
feast and famine, profit and poverty
a time to remember
g e t h s e m a n e
this memoir is for my grandmother, and
for our precious children/grandchildren
our future generations
we live in a beautiful world
because we remember
what works
so there you go, good news
for a change
i miss you
hands across the water
heads across the sky
dedicated to Mona Batho
in a newborn alignment ascending
after the final no, there comes a yes
and it's on that yes, that the future world depends
Wallace Stevens
but there's no one left at home
and i believe i'm going to rain
looking back on the home movies
that Dad took of us in better times
when nothing mattered but us
in love with life - lunging forward
captured on celluloid - on 8mm film
(now on VHS tape - not yet digitized)
on a used camera he bought for 30 bucks
in 1965 - just for fun, working for a few months
that summer, before it broke down
where fixing it would cost more
than what it was worth
back when fun - was still an option
ok, sometimes i took pictures
of them too
silent, all rather choppy, disjointed and yet
relevant
absent of sound and music
.
we are afraid and so we should be
in a world that hangs onto damage in a determined dementia
we rise/evolve/resolve - here today, gone tomorrow
appreciating my British heritage
now in Canada
kids with guns in america
beating and shooting each other
still in high rotation - in a relentless revolver rampage
playing russian roulette
with guns that can be purchased
at a corner store
despite all that
i'm beginning to admire human nature
in a way i couldn't up till now
more recently in observation
the progress is real
we humans are essentially benevolent creatures
who love more than hate
history continually shows us
that there's hope
in the ruins
we always rise up
homophobia transcended into a new beginning
in recent events where those who hang on to the past
are left behind
where the storm finally takes it's toll
ending life, prematurely
survivors of the holocaust
gather in remembrance
in appreciation
renewal/hope
moral courage, compassion/empathy
in a whole new forum of exchange
political agendas becoming remarkable resources
despite what we read, hear, feel
adjusting to modern times
where corrections are being made
out of necessity
all fueled by the will of the masses
abolishing fossil fuels/carbon emissions
embracing renewable energy
so yes, good news
the world is changing exponentially
thank god
so many good things going on
we're so sorry, uncle albert
but if anything should happen
we'll be sure to give a ring
focusing on what works
over that which doesn't
on what's real vs.
what isn't real
we're FINALLY getting what needs to be done
more emphasis on ecological and environmental sustainability
dancing in the debate
in what's doable
climate change being addressed in new forums
that challenge the status quo
the biggy in Paris in December 2015 coming
and so the monsoon keeps coming - year after year
bringing life and death with it
and yet embracing it nonetheless
because we need the rain
either way
through the floods and the drought
feast and famine, profit and poverty
a time to remember
g e t h s e m a n e
this memoir is for my grandmother, and
for our precious children/grandchildren
our future generations
we live in a beautiful world
because we remember
what works
so there you go, good news
for a change
i miss you
hands across the water
heads across the sky
dedicated to Mona Batho
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