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glass houses are stoned

we ask for peace
and then have to decide
the meaning of peace

what is the meaning of a bad day?
a bad year
a bad century
peace divided by time =
20,000 ways to be sorry
in the aftermath

tend your own garden
hoe your own row
how is anger inspired?
sign said “BITCHCRAFT:
making others angry
by telling them the truth.”

what kind of truth is in peace
what is this great search or destination
this abject crucifixion
upon civilization
a song was promised
and so steps are steps
bridging the gaps
between here and never there…


birds greet the day
and sorrow hopes to see the sun
but if you can’t get there walking,
then you run

and if running wears you down
then you find the wings to fly
a life is only bitter
from cold depths between your eyes

find me now
where human feet touched older roads
where they knew the better path
to turn around and dos-see-dough

like the pages of a book
like the stardust in the sea
did you ever find a rock
that wasn’t free?

if running wears you down
then you settle on the shore
for only waves will understand
no more….
no more….

find me now
and i’ll parry warm delights
for tender strengths you hate in me
i’ll offer up to kill the night

open arms for open days
open lives in open plays
… did you think that less left more between the lines?
or did they wonder where to find a truth
when all that’s known is lies?

weary man will greet the day
endurance always sees the sun
but when you can’t get there walking,
then you run

from the bullet in your brain
where hate decides that life is pain
did you see the hole where hope once made its home?
i gave the best from me
with words in paths and minds that be

the day’s not over
thought gave us her all
find wings that let you fly
and i’ll run hard to touch the sky
for in the end
when spite lets sorrow eat your brain
i will laugh with those before me
who marked time as timed insane …

find me now
and i’ll tell you where I’ve been
the roads are older paths
where grandma walked on needles
do you see the birds?
they’re singing
notes practiced wearing thin …

and if you can’t get here walking
how does fear make armies run?
in woven spirits held together
light will always turn the sun

and if we can’t get there running
then we’ll bless the wings that fly
quiet prayers for every hope that passes by…

find them now
while human feet touched older roads
then countless pain knew better paths
and countless joy knew dos-see-doughs

for bringing edges of tomorrow
turn around to see you see
how wonder fades to treasured mournings
where my heart has always been

like the pages of a book
like the stardust in the sea
did you ever find a rock
that wasn’t free?


Earth of better ground

resistance to the seasons
all is the same
keeping pace

to look out from self
vision is only collective form

i was a baby once
but don’t remember that either

change is no more the explanation
but the need to think quickly
minds of torment reformat desire

though in and out are incorrect concepts
so you don’t bloom like a flower
stages compact blended divides
compartmentalized understandings
form belief

my entire life has been a good day
similarities tied like a woven rug
they are one thing

we call it “existence”
but it’s really
“my reorganized mistakes”

don’t fret the seasons
don’t morn your own death
countdowns are digital
in red numbers

to only bleed when cut
and i’ll tell you why:
you cannot stop change with indignity
math is subject to proven ends
ticked off on other things
not the seasons
the made up theorem where repetition
always wins

shall we all bow to the sun?
no! …bow to the SKY
and tell me, while you’re standing straight
how many fingers am i holding up
to brush away the tears?

carry morose beginnings just one more time
and i’ll find the next song

promises and more promises?
eh… love is me showing up–
tomorrow never made plans that time couldn’t break

the little one stops to tie his shoe

will hate those not under same controls
hate them for their freedoms

makes grouping more close-knit
to have outsiders looking in
to have a common enemy

some widely-used group controls:

common enemy
dietary restrictions
dietary suggestions
time — keeping time, changing time
(a group consensus re death, lifespan)
holidays, birthdays
language — or specifically, forbidden words
promises of situational improvement
fashion/style/appearance conformities

proffered dietary selection
(army mess, school lunches, hospital plates)
leader-based activity

collective parsing of cause and effect
(parables — logic)

the phenom of factions and factioning

(greatest cause is high dependency on indirect control/common enemy)

increase of bindings
will increase effectiveness of direct control
thereby allowing for decrease in direct control factors
to achieve similar outcome

of course in U.S. culture, in most cultures, children and youth are subject to greater degrees of direct control, while indirect control or bindings are still being learned/set. never has been a shortage of clocks within schools. :) positioning is also key … anything above, puts you below.

uniforms are mainly to identify factions. when comes to fashion/style/appearance conformities, the number of factions will determine quantity available for selection. in other words, we’re all in uniforms. the woman with spiked heels and a $2000 handbag is in her uniform.

personal adaptations are not encouraged ……..
laughter by group

what is laughing AT?

to shun
to castigate

individual expression is acceptable when, and ONLY when adopted by the group as a correct addition to indirect control (bindings).

but these same systems are being placed on parables — logic — story-telling ; ie: movies, television. so that “style” is limited to only small changes at a time, and you get nothing but boredom then within our programming. late night hosts sit behind desks, ask questions. sitcoms have laugh-tracks … which some have tried to change that. or use music-cues instead. movies have their formula for creating a parable, or directive within a story. most specifically that formula involves length, and what portion or directive occurs when.

but aside from that tangent, these are indirect control mechanisms that channel behavior and not only outcome, but the motivation or instigating factors for that behavior. and so we get the ones that decide it’s ok to shoot up a mall or a movie theater, with everyone wondering what is wrong with our system and what needs to be changed. and then of course, the de-buggers for our social system have become the psychiatry and diagnostic means for detailed predictions of behavior. and stupid will be stupid, with the immediate answer that we need to shore up on the psychiatry.

which if we do much more of THAT, you are going to be looking at crazy as the norm and norm as the crazy. although they try to put THAT off, by creating factions within the “crazy” …. so if are one form of crazy, you are not grouped with the other forms. so that book and list of different kinds of crazy has just grown and grown over the years, and aren’t we special?

one thing you will always see, in every parent group of those displayed as crazy or problematic — there is a clinging of those parents to the parental role. you know, momma wiping her baby’s mouth, even when her baby is 20 years old.

so we need to look at that. chicken and the egg situation, but IF it is the chicken that comes first — easy enough to cook and fry up the chicken and leave the eggs to never happen.

what causes a parent to not perceive the adult nature of their offspring?

we, as a nation, are a mass of roiling and bubbling INDIRECT CONTROLS. and we call it freedom. an illusion of choice is better than no choice at all– is better than despair.

in more military states — there is the increase of DIRECT CONTROL — and poverty itself will enforce greater DIRECT CONTROL elements, such as dietary limits.

there are a lot of colors to this bigger picture. and currently i feel like we, as a nation, are on a trek to hunt for more common enemies. and don’t think if you are liberal-minded and accepting all, that you escape that. because your common enemy is then those who do not accept all. bit of a fix.

it’s how we have one source of information — the bubbling outward of TV news and programming. now transmogrified into computer information from at LEAST larger numbers of sources. but still………. it’s like letting the biggest town gossip decide what the town is going to think. not very bright of any of us to be going this road. but it’s done.

so i’m not seeing a lot of answers to creating any better than what we’ve currently got. but since what we’ve got NOW is staring at more world wars, time to consider options.

remember that everything was put into place …someone decided to put clocks in all the schools. it wasn’t a matter of one really good clock salesman that canvased the nation.

what is one of our favorite sayings? “there is a method to our madness.”

might take more than thinking outside the box. gonna have to think outside of the entire solar system. so what will it be? a new indirect control, a new direct control, (which hospitals and medical care working to be necessity–doctors are your new generals and hospitals popped up as prolific as mcdonalds) which i’m not saying that isn’t an answer ………. but a nation that finds most conversation centering around ailments ….. that is a BIG effect to be causing for a dubious benefit.

but anywho — don’t mind me, i’m just typing outloud.

worlds and worlds, my friends. worlds inside worlds. heck, the ants have it down pat.

and they all go marching down — boom boom boom

remember ART …….. it means “look at that”

collective wonder
how does collective wonder save us?

what is a miracle?
what does it mean to say “i can count to potato”

one potato two potato three potato four
random that never was

contentment and pattern
there is them, and there is us

but eventually, it all becomes the same dirt

so your common enemy becomes death and your army is a hospital

could be the whole enemy part needs to be reexamined … but dang if that isn’t the most effective binding of the lot

right now we need to fix the environment
that will improve health
clear minds

and then we go from there.
a lot of the institutions really need to be looked at

some of the ones that made them
were not good people
even our food is based more on what is easily produced
than what might be the better consumption

i am very cognizant that most of my enemies are dead
but i see them in the design of things around me

every day
how many more choices?
how many more actions?

are you comfortable in your own skin?
every day
i wake up and greet the day with an apology

because i already know what i can’t do


paper dolls are flat

do you prove you can write?
see i leave out caps
because words are words
and reaching for a shift key is
awkward and unnecessary
should have thrown that puppy out
when they first invented the

but somebody with poor skills
in time management
designed what we still have
and carried through into
electronic keyboards, now

for handwriting, caps worked
in typeset it is a little redundant

writing verse, i pretend i can
punctuation — though for those who
don’t know,
you are supposed to punctuate
i like to not bother

mainly because requires a decision
is this or that break a comma break?
a period?
a semi-colon or a dash or so on

it is exhausting
and for what purpose? simply one would be enough.
but if placed incorrectly, that period calls you stupid.
for creating an incomplete sentence.
it is maddening

we all talk with the dangling preposition
but god forbid you write with one
so i have taken up hyphenating them

it probably won’t catch on
my ideas almost never-do

and we have the pronoun dilemma
you can use “you” or “one”
but if you use the latter, one
might sound inordinately stuck up
or too stuffy
the “you” is more intimate
but entire practice is part
of rhetorical criticism and
convincing others by bringing them
into the conversation

i use ‘you’ a lot
terrible habit
i use ‘just’ a lot
even worse habit
though you just aren’t being fair
if you hate me for-it

found myself looking at books in the bookstore
and thinking how all these unknown female writers
are usually bad
women tend to think more of themselves
than what they are

why? eh — they seek validation and get it
even if the writing is terrible
praise will have them believing they can do no

and believe me
–in writing,
there is a lot you can do wrong

i like that i can make perfect sentences
and well-structured essays

if i choose

for me, it was always enough
to just know how to do something
be your own judge and jury

prove you’re capable
and then move on

see i don’t make bucket lists
my lists are about what more can i master

what am i able to do
not what can be done to me
or with me
or thrill seeking
unless i decided falling to the earth
might prove handy to know how to do
you aren’t going to see me jumping from airplanes
pull a chord
try to not break your feet on the land

doesn’t seem terribly complicated

this week i fixed a DVD drive
went fishing on internet forums
for ideas
you must know the best sites
learn how to skim over wordy entries
pick out what is useful
leave the rest behind

considered my uncle as i tinkered
how patience is something you teach yourself
teach oneself

there’s a lot of ways of being in this world
i’m not ‘me’ because i pick the right ones

i’m ‘me’ because i invent more

or maybe that’s just an ego talking
entire world–all of us–little cookie cutter paper dolls
no memory of better days
as the blank page…we only become
what everyone has infinitely been

paper dolls upon paper dolls
left hanging on a line
one mirrors the other
hung out to dry
personality the ultimate delusion

but hey — what of it?
there is always the breeze


up for away

how can we be better people?
each day lived
is an improvement on the last
because the last is gone
yet here the hope stands, now

should you laugh more
love more
sing more
hug more
work harder
play harder
have more vacations
read more books
drive more cars …

should you be something you are not
so you can think you are something
you always thought others should be

where are the lines?

i never thought it was important to love yourself
because passion doesn’t need to tell itself to love passionately

self-preservation is one of the instincts
doesn’t require intellectual reinforcement

a better person … does that mean more conformed
to idealistic parameters?

is that when you get to be happy?
or is it now
as something that isn’t a better person yet
something still growing
because great expectations were always ….

so we are constantly young
even though the body has begun to scream from age
…….. how do i make other people THINK i’m a better person?
THAT’s the question
how does one change those structured opinions
of actions and being
based on what is fundamentally appearance?

it is all appearance
the whole damn lot

i never cared because i had other things to do
but might some day
might turn around and put on that face everybody
believes they understand

because no one gets that this is it;
smooth, tenderized destruction within the infinite
births of the present …

will conjecture manifest a better person?
oh never … i don’t think so
the woken mind is already on the better side of yesterday:
you … you, my friend …
already contain the truth of being alive.