peek a boo my darling

convoluted comprehensions of money
you have it
then it’s gone
the word “spent”

but unless you take paper money
and burn it in your backyard
shred it
make hats out of it ….
money is not spent
it is

so most americans
are stuck playing peek a boo:
i don’t see it anymore
therefore it must be gone

that money just has a new master
the float and drift
of who gets the most
at the end of the day…

and everyone has decided you can buy happiness
because they were told you can’t buy happiness

money is merely a trade chip
reducing transactions to metered rates
can’t waste money
because even if given away
it is eventually traded for something…

saving is wasting money
where it sits and is not used
then that becomes a reduction
of value to the system

you hold a penny in your hand
from 1967
is that penny ‘worth’ a penny?
or is it worth every 1 cent item it ever bought….
functions of trade over time

if your friend buys a gift card
every minute of time that money
spends with the retailer while they
have both the goods, AND the money

one can calculate investment earnings
that occur while that money sits in a
plastic card
but it is not in the card … the money
is in the pocket of the retailer
and you have a debt chip … a chip
that says they owe you

so what is debt?
is the money they owe you
subtracting from their wealth or adding to it

and we have the factor of
debt$ X TIME

americans are happy children playing peek a boo
the money is right there!
in the gift card! no…. it is not
that is a promissory note
with how much regulation or management?
is the money taken in via gift cards
placed on company books as a plus or a minus?

so we culturally accept gift cards
there’s no turning that tide

is a symbol of control….
i want to give you trading chips
that you can only spend here or there
and this huge game starts of which
retail giant do we support ….

how many debt chips do we hold
and then flood them with cashing many in all at once
who do we hit the hardest
then make sure you bet AGAINST them
on the stock market….

it’s all very cute and only emphasizes
the grapple
the churning and fighting
the biggest piece of the pie …


in some weird way
America built this house of cards
and for the most part are better off?

lots of things
lots and lots of stuff
stuff and money to buy more stuff
and if you spend more money on better food
that makes you a better person?

i don’t think so
if you share food
if you give of time and effort
if life is not about how much you own
or how much you trade
but rather about how much kindness? no
a little too trite
a little too ‘just be good to your neighbor’
and all will work out…

no … simply see
and realize that it is peek a boo

the money was there but it’s gone!
no it was only transferred
where now computers keep track
of who has the greatest flow
the biggest pile ……….. of what?

something to trade with
to get more stuff? oh well …
children looking in the candy store

i want THAT!
that one and so you sell time
for trading chips

it is a harmless game
but a very, very rough way to live
decisions are based on money
on status
on desires that go well beyond
simply more stuff

so we play peek-a-boo
it’s gone!
but here it is back again
looks the same
same numbers … same good old money

and what is the delight within peek-a-boo?
you would have to ask a child
are they thinking of bucket lists
or someplace they would rather be?

no …….. they are waiting
for hands to come away from the face
because behind those hands

is a smile
what do we consider a reward?
what is the bottom line
of a life well SPENT?
or is life merely transferred

the empty cup
the empty home
the disguise of limits

on the grid
off the grid
the cry over the ‘homeless’
but maybe the cry is that they seem too at home
are those in jail homeless?
what does it mean to change the lives of others

what is power
what stays in motion remains in motion
systems and system development

money is the root of all evil
trade is the root of evil? these barter chips
what do they represent?
the goose that lays the golden eggs
the water into wine

the tables of the money-changers overturned
by an upstart philosopher
the plate passed after a sermon
the negotiation of removed transgression

from what? the rules made by power
to benefit power ….but then are rules
the part of power that is kindness?

and so we have where we land
with a disenchanted youth and understandings
realized, if not voiced

system controls wind tighter
more run through prison
more enter hospitals with
failing bodies and poor health
because power must first support itself

falling through the cracks
falling through the cracks on the grid
and we have parables coming out our ears
the next and latest greatest psychological shove
from Hollywood ….
there seems to be no end
and no out

he who dies with the most toys, wins

depression solved by delusion
and the ants go marching down, two…three…four

so what are you going to do today?
i’m going to find a bite of breakfast
see if i can’t get enough energy to wander over
to the store
i need a new air freshener and have been
experimenting with my own mixes
i keep a running tally of how many trading chips i own
in my head
do we really own them? are they borrowed?
i have absolutely no idea
things made and things bought
advertisement….so i had a cup of coffee
and am typing on the fairly new notebook
worth so many chips

i swung the better bargain so that
makes me feel pride
how does pride work?

dollar signs stamped on everything
laws of supply and demand
i will sit at the computer and see
what is going on in the world

this day for me, like any other
yet is it?

where is the road out
from increased depression from not being good enough
from not having bunches of chips to transfer for bunches
of goods and services
what is opportunity?
what is a failure?
is the homeless person a failure?
is the billionaire a failure?
is a starving child anywhere a failure?
is a starving adult anywhere a failure?
is the system a failure?
but the system never dies, it only transfers….
where is the light at the end of this tunnel?

well why do we ask? when light is all around us
and there is no tunnel in sight?

favorite saying: whatever works.

who can hate peek-a-boo?



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