My sister called us one night
She’d come back from a museum
In Vietnam
She sounded like she was crying
I couldn’t make out her words?
Something about Agent Orange
When I looked it up on the internet
And saw all the pictures
…
Can you blame me for sometimes losing faith in humanity?
Sheer stupidity cannot excuse the absolute evil of this act
Tag: Humanity
Adharma
To examine a thing in its entirety,
The easiest way is to look at (its) opposite
Adharma, straying from the Way, Sin City
Something that twists First Principle Truth for the worse
But, does not experience of sin lead to further quests?
The Wheel perhaps is powered by opposing polarities
Witness injustice, witness crime, and question reality,
Seeking answers, searching for Truth, moving on the Wheel of Dharma
I watch the news, the antics of those crooks in power, can’t help smile at their style
I really do think we are entering into a Golden Age of Questioning,
[Poem] Freudian Slip
I misspoke today
‘What am I?’, instead
Of the ‘Who am I?”
Just a monkey with
A wrench on spaceship Earth
Wreaking havoc with the navs
Sating curiosity
Regardless of consequences
Shielded by ignorant arrogance
Taking endless pride in my opposable thumbs
[Poem] Stampede
“Stop,” bellows the young bull,
“Cease,” he cries, but no one cares
No one dares disturb the herd’s eventful
Stampede towards the edge of the precipice.
“Can’t you see where we’re going?”
Shouts the young bull with one eye
“Are you just running without any knowing?”
He gives it another try
“Damn traitor to the herd,” the leader yells
He can hear everything from the front
“Stall our progress and you’ll hear the death knell.
“Look at how awesome we are, how fast we run.”
The young bull is shoved and hit by his companions
“Traitor, pest, moron,” they jeer, as they run without sight
The young bull turns bitter, “Self destruction: our expansions.
Serves us right, serves us right, serves us right!”
Image: johnlund.com
If only the young bull had found a way to break out of the stampede 😦
Whispers of the Universe 