WHO KNOWS
Who among us knows the what, how, when and why
of tomorrow about themselves, hurt or happy:
so why waste words whether we’ll be left dangling,
writhing and grimacing, for the amused benefit
of bored, sadistic fascists.
What poor tools we’ve been given, to extricate ourselves
from this prison; but, no matter what, I’ll not be apathetic.
Or, maybe its right when the old pricks become more concerned
with a new gap in a diminishing circle of friends,
than the 10,000 dead from a phony war.
Its amazing how low some people can go!
What it amounts to is this, after our memories
have reduced morning’s least important things,
mankind really is meant for something more –
like to be Free and Happy!
Perhaps travel will see us welcome to foreign lands,
and the seasons will wander off into the drab and dreary
brilliance of a bright blue day, life an endless stream of images
stretched out a corpse as if to say, do with me what you will:
I’m quit of you.
Anything is more interesting than their epidermal conversations
the physics of a screw, a picture of a woman bathing,
and 15th century Turkish literature. I peer out from behind
Father’s gracious recondite gifts of scotch and smoke clouds,
when reality coagulates and I must listen to the departing syllables we always carry with
us –
the distant humming of the hive. It’s the means
of an unceremonious scholar to sort in Kantian categories
this grotesque collage of irreconcilable forms,
as Winter blonde stubble remembers the Spring grass sunlight’s green liveliness,
or, the lusty languor of a warm Summer
spent with you and our boys,
in dark mountain forests, where freedom was more than empty noise.
And, one day these silent words,
which rise specters before you,
and nourished on pain and isolation, adversity and silence
will taste of Noman’s wine
and smell of lotus blossoms,
to another kindred spirit.
AT LEAST WE KNEW
Enjoyment of my past existence
warms my Winter days and sets my heart to glow.
What a blessing these memories persistence
represents, the experiences of a life fully lived some time ago.
My heart has heard that honest greeting,
familiar friends my soul safely conceals,
a beautiful vision, recalled at will in an instant, those meetings
of what the present abyss vainly tries not to reveal.
The past, sweet and sacred, when life was lived complete;
it presses me with its joys, now that we are incessantly oppressed.
Will we win again our Civil Rights and Liberties, now they’ve been lost and we live in
decadence and deceit;
to re-earn the beauty that once was, and, now has faded from the public’s view under
duress?
Can I re-create, in my mind’s eye, what we’ve lost at such great cost?
The basis of a beautiful life, strong and true, that once was our national heritage, one that
everyone knew.
Those distant days, whose appeal is so blatantly obvious, we keep desiring and is lost,
were days so desirable today’s tyrants are compelled to use force and deceit, to prevent
the fact that they’d continue.
More than one survivor remains and dwells in this land in repose,
a vociferous witness of current tyrannical practices and sweet yesterday;
along with today’s terror’s many victims, those sunny days of roses
reside as if in a common grave, conveniently tucked discretely away.
Those dear old times when friends were true,
and when we lived and learned together, we thought they’d never end:
don’t sadly say they’re dead, remember with gratitude:
at least we knew them!
FALL FLIGHT
In the torn tissue polychrome of Autumn leaves
decaying desolately beneath the gray sky
held aloft by tired limbs,
whose trunk gathers them in
absorbed by the brown fertile ground.
Two red tailed hawks hunt
circling the freeway, when suddenly one drops
down the precipice moment, converging circles to a point
that vanishes instantly!
Streamline feathery bullet
streaking earthward, tearing the sky
that flutters behind plastering pieces
over spirals in topological space, gray mists
and burnished gold! The slow wound, gaping before stars,
to ignorance and fears.
But,
impaled on Autumn trembling tips, rigor mortise
segmented trees! The pale, white, soft-edged sun,
vague behind its misty veil
flaming energy descends dissipating scattered
rivet sky, trees, and crenellated earth
bound together in one circular gelatinous mass!
Penetrated by the limbs upward thrusts
perforating! the mortally wounded whole
sliding resolutely through, from the right,
and in between, after much agony
and heart searching, the jewelry of the intellect
buried beneath an opaque opal avalanche
counter-pulling upward mysterious mass,
not yet adumbrated in obscurity
ground in an immobilizing drag of a waning world
that binds all life’s problems with its inertia,
while trees’ fiercely clinching toe-roots
desperately cling gray bound brown.
In the torn tissue polychrome of Autumn leaves
two red tailed hawks pounce on their prey,
with a piercing scream! Now they
spiral upward and away – suddenly departed!
EVENING RAPTURE
Exhausted, day wearily sinks to sleep,
pouring crimson over the river as it descends,
the heavens empty blue brilliance expires,
as cool lengthening shadows darken;
steeped in gentle quiet, evening begins to creep,
and night travels her beautiful nocturnal path,
as radiant stars illuminate its indigo firmament.
A magic multi-colored veil departs
exhaling soft vaporous clouds that heal
and give peace to the tired troubled heart.
Its arrival assuages our soul’s anguish,
as tormented these bruised and battered people languish
while your sweet singing provides a reprieve for the oppressed
like a mom singing a bedtime lullaby to her child
bringing it a much needed and beneficial rest.
BEAUTIFUL TRANSFORMATIONS
But consider, how God turns the budding blossoms
of my wife’s breasts into twin fountains
as beautiful as they are bountiful giving life producing ichor;
that spontaneously flows in its abundant bounty, its massive softness
casting a silhouetted shadow over her rounding stomach
that swells firmly with our ripening human fruit.
Or, her subtly widening hips that expand like her newly widened waist
as God’s wisdom accommodates woman’s wondrous lovely form,
to make room for the child’s long wait, nestled in the mysterious fertile dark
patiently waiting for its time to arrive. Who in the whole wide world
would be as poor as we if we missed her moistened breasts
and subtle beautiful transformation as her form shifts to fulfill its woman’s function.
May it prove adequate to meet our growing child’s needs.
He’ll be robust and thirsty as he embarks on life’s multifaceted journey,
and, he tries to realize the greatest thing of all: Liberty for the individual!
SILENT SADNESS
Silent sadness stood before me,
who battered and worn had made my weary way
to the sweet solace of your serene grave;
where ravaged and scarred from sadistic assaults,
I come, charged with emotion, to ease my pain;
and, am greeted with a powerful reminder
of fleet footed time and dear former friends....
And Dad, though I never knew you, this side of Heaven –
Fate forced you to leave us, when I was still a baby –
your peaceful grave provides overwhelming profusions of love
like Paradise does.
There all earthly troubles disperse,
and, there, residing outside time, are dear friends and fond times.
Immersed, in deep reflections of Heaven
and profound penetrative thoughts, and enveloped
in the deepening shadows that stretch across the landscape,
gently green grass is absorbed by nocturnal silence,
and skies fill with faint scattered stars;
white vapors float from hollows, and drift down draws
they obscure the colored lights that turn on and cover the hills and valley,
as cold tears condense in the Night....
PAUSE TO REFLECT
Have you ever noticed, my ol’ lady,
how the moon slicing through the sky
pauses above the point of a steeple,
reclining in repose, its color can vary
from mother of pearl alabaster to pinks and golds?
Observe, how in the pale blue of early morn,
when the pellucid sky is serene
as the becalmed surface of a windless sea,
the waning moon is smooth as a polished sapphire.
Observe, how the converging sweep of the steeples’ lines
tries to halt harmoniously at its pinnacle –
tries and fails; as the penetrating thrust,
that is the gothic cathedrals primary ornamentation,
invisibly extends and impales the sky at its intersection with the moon.
See how the converging lines proliferate,
exploding and escaping, in a firework of rays
that radiate constantly dividing
into harmonious segments of eternal fecund space;
and, in a constantly growing bouquet
of flowering fractals, recede into infinity.
See how the arrested sweep
pauses motionless,
its repulsive pitted appearance,
a reflective irradiant beauty
that forms a lovely fenestrate,
on to the infinite varied mystery
that is the universe,
which pales to a blue opacity
in the soft light of early morning.
Where gray canyons
filled with silent shadows
that shift between regular rectilinear shapes
riddled with long parallel rectangular corridors
that connect the equally geometric lacuna interiors
usually painted in quiet pastels and puritanical white,
to meet the modest needs of dull decors.
But, observe the ponderous oppressive weight
and the square window eyes that blindly reflect
in a million panes the same overwhelming gaping emptiness
outside that’s found within these slumbering edifices -
filled with little cubical spaces magically perched in mid air!
And, observe, lighter than pale cherry blossoms,
the ethereal lightness of the ebullient moon,
as it pauses in its flight.
MEMORIAL
They would have us pretend that time is dead!
They claim that they murdered it and chained us
for the sake of their irrational claim:
to be for children; and further,
to be for children required exclusively being
their special kind of specious bigot.
And, now we stare at the world aghast,
broken into two arbitrary camps; them -
the saved severe persecuting, tormenting tyrants,
and, we their tormented victims damned wailing sycophants
who they’ve beguiled into a living death
grotesque specters who they torture for pleasure and profit
with hate, spite and malice trying to turn our honest and innocent human desires
into an open wound weeping human misery.
The stream of life’s dark river rolls silently past
its waves are unreturning;
but, we stand on the blood stained desolate shore,
like tombs that mark the memory
of shattered dreams broken by vain fears –
left fading in the light of life’s dying morning.
FUSION
Each morning when waiting for Her to arrive,
I build a temple of blue marble out of morning air,
and assuage the deep distress of the dreary day
folding it into a dark corner of my heart,
safe from miseries merchants and the mocking eyes who’d tear us apart.
There sculpt an alter, from azure and gold,
to worship our rare pure love and your kind and good image as it gently grows old.
A great gold crown I’ll cast for you,
to shine radiant in the dark corridors of time,
randomly rhymed like Shelly, a rare jewel for a precious gem,
mortal love who reigns Queen over my heart;
and, from my tender care a clock I’ll fashion,
marking the moment we met at Mather Point
and fused our fates into one.
WHY
To believe in God, even if God doesn’t exist,
is to create something wonderful.
Then, you make your life into something great,
and, you justify your existence.
Why lie down in the great cosmic darkness
and cry to something that’s not there?
Why?
Because,
it places our life’s significance in our own hands,
to make of it what we will.
To make our life a monument that’s worthy of respect
regardless of whether anyone is there to witness it
is to show self-respect and it is an accomplishment
the triumph of goodness, happiness and solace over darkness.
RESTRAINT
These obstinate restraints bind fast my troubled heart,
Freedom is all that I desire, but tyranny restrains us
with its shameful fetters. I’m sure immense stolen wealth resides with you
and hypocritically you pretend to befriend, but sadism leers over your shoulder.
The room is filled with beautiful objects but it’s little more than a cage,
the dark shroud that covers me is a trammel of dirt and death,
I hate this golden cage, but I continue to live in its comfortable confines.
My life is an open book, its many accomplishments and one great failure
form the experiences from which I know life
and forms the foundation of sorrow and suffering on which I humbly aspire,
to attain happiness tempered with wisdom – I secretly fear that it will be granted.
A TIMELESS IDEA
My hand trembles, and, my heart beats,
a mist veils my eyes,
I’m assailed by troubles
as storms rage within –
I sternly face the struggle,
mark my measure, against overwhelming odds;
but, the battle must be fought
between tormenting tyranny,
and, Truth and the voice of Reason;
beware, the bitterness that kills one’s insides.
I write with my own blood
breaking open my turgid veins,
I write with well worn words,
but, the real question is – why?
I travel through a blizzard of thoughts,
to the bottom of my storm tossed soul.
I live with my entombed memories.
My trembling hand writes words,
whose phonemes toll deep within my soul
revealing, the immaculate pure birth
of a timeless idea:
FREEDOM!
The content contained in the following essays and discourses are the express opinions of their author.
RUMOR MILL
New Beginnings January 2007
I dedicate this essay to you gentle readers, Its another year and another installment in the ongoing struggle to which I’ve sacrificed much, but not courage to dare to know - as Horace once put it; and because, I desire for you to consider this important protest, of an independent individual against the failed radical right faction Republican Revolution, and its accompanying obsolete slavish, and spurious ideology that vainly tried to rationalize it, which belong to an expired era and which lingers meaninglessly among us, a sad blight to some, and a presumptuous irritating nuisance to others, and a tragic terror to still others. Unlike some I’ve no desire to deceive. I merely endeavor to expose what I believe to be an ominous Truth, and by utilizing our native intelligence and ability to reason be able to penetrate and understand the approaching spectacle of chaos and faction’s avaricious impotent effects to sustain structure and stability by ill advised oppressive tyrannical means.
I’ve no wish to profit from your ignorance and misery; you must know the Truth of faction’s unfortunate agonizing errors and incredible incompetence as I’ve come to understand them through 20 years of serious study and objective observation. This is necessary to avoid further devastating disappointments and preserve what’s left of our historic Democratic heritage.
In any person’s life there are plenty of other important questions and concerns which need addressing and would benefit from the application of our labor to the end that people would experience improved prosperity and an ease in their suffering. In the twenty-five plus years of the radical right faction’s ascendancy we’ve already experienced some terrible shocks. However, this discourse doesn’t pretend to have a monopoly on solutions, it wishes to focus our attention on the problems stemming from the failure of faction and the fact that the upheaval their tyranny is driving us for will only be a dead-end for American society that will be exacerbated by their oppressive ploys.
They do not build, they exploit and destroy; they don’t offer anything that is new, only archaic faction’s old litany of lies. Modern man should seek to build a bridge from past Truths into an uncertain future. If it will be the continued Democratic heritage of our forefathers, one based on Equality and Liberty that results in prosperity, freedom and Happiness, or, if it’s based on a factional tyranny aided by an adjunct media and subordinate tyrants disguised under a fraudulent Democracy and a manipulated majority who are ignorant and impoverished and function as enslaved sycophants, is for the present generation to determine and our children to endure. If it’s the latter we may live to see its inevitable collapse, under the weight of faction’s accumulating legacy of vice and corruption. The only certainty at this point is change. But, I beseech that we don’t stagnate here under the reactionary heel of the radical right faction, who’ve already clearly demonstrated that this is all that they know. It’s better to retool Democracy so it extends seamlessly from a free and equal, just and prosperous stable society.
The seeds for the destruction of faction where first sown when it rose to the fore with the radical right faction Republican Revolution that started with Reagan’s puppet-presidency. The USA had at the end of the 60s and 70s the highest standard of living experienced by any nation in the history of the World, a small national debt stemming from the preceding WWII and Cold War Era conflicts; and, at the end of the Cold War Era, the USA hadn’t an external enemy anywhere in the World. The prospects presenting the country where fair as blue skies warmed with golden Summer sunshine, and humanity’s horizons where bright with hope. Where are those pleasant prospects now? Faction destroyed itself with its own making.
Here are the fruits of their impaired factional leadership. The poor are becoming more numerous, as the working poor try to subsist without home and healthcare; and, the majority confronting Third World labor markets and Third World standards of living are modern times equivalents to Sisyphus, with the constriction of wealth a huge metaphorical rock to be rolled up to the top of a hill with irregular intermittent precipitous crashes sending it tumbling back down hill for the wealthy and about 20% of the population who function as technocrats with good paying jobs and poverty as the only prospect for the poor wage slave sycophants who get crushed periodically by the rock, as they live between the proverbial rock and a hard place, to extend our metaphors. The working poor experience continuous difficult times being divorced from the benefits from an economic pattern that’s a cumulative circulatory causatory spiral in a negative direction, where both parents work 60 plus hours a week, till they drop in the grave never being able to save enough to afford to be able to retire, besides under the radical right faction government is only a means of making as much money as possible for a very limited number of the radical right faction’s ruling elite. The future of mankind obscured in dark somber storm clouds.
The aristocratic 1% who will literally control everything are becoming increasingly alarmed and angry. They oppress us with increased severity and stifle and displace every intellectual movement that they can, and strive to make the vast majority of over 265 million Americans live poverty stricken, desolate lives isolated in front of TVs and computers, which function as our most recent recreational drugs. We live in a land of sever persecution, darkness covers the land, double standards with lawlessness for subordinate tyrants who engage in politically motivated acts of violence and murders for pleasure and profit, and citizens openly coerced into ominous silence, where dissidents and their families are starved into submission and citizens are sadistically tortured if they’re disliked or are virtuous, hold honest opinions based on reason and don’t slavishly acquiesce to the caprice of tyrants’ popular programmed prejudices. All efforts to organize and oppose contemporary faction controlled oppression have been futile, till personal safety and happiness no longer exist beyond a limited mindless materialistic enslaved state of being which reflect reality in modern America.
Any reader of these studies of the modern effects of faction and the more recent effort to examine Democracy its pros and cons in contemporary circumstances will be struck by its dark tone. But, the failure of faction has resulted in America society suffering in a serious state with a social disease, because like people countries can periodically experience illnesses, too; and, the USA is experiencing venomous malignancy mixed with feverish avaricious activity injurious to the organism that has left us weakened and anxious. Gone are the great ideals of the past, the social characteristics that benefited the US and were necessary for its sustainable prosperity were neglected, or worse viewed adversely, or with suspicion by faction who tried to benefit and base their prosperity at everyone else’s expense and thus pursued the exploitative and oppressive policies that impoverished us and made us miserable. The displaced public institutions and utilizing government for making money are symptoms of tyranny, which will culminate in doom for the nation as it currently exists and those portions of the World under the radical right faction control, or control of its covert terrorist organizations, which it utilizes to extort public policies from legitimate governments and engage in social engineering including genocide and acts of violence against dissident groups all over the globe in culmination of previously made public statements during the radical right faction’s formative phase. I love the very things in the World being threatened: Equality, Liberty, and Civil Rights and our right to be Happy! Tragically, these are the very things being persecuted. I respect the very basis of our culture’s virtues, which are currently being executed, I stay and suffer exponentially; first, I suffer personally and second, I suffer to see the foundation of that which is beautiful and good perish. The world hurtles towards the destruction of Democracy, perhaps to the sound of thunderous applause of a misled majority, as it races towards its chaotic demise.
I stay because the radical right faction has exported their tyranny like previous forms of American slavery that originated in the Southeast region. It knew it couldn’t compete and so spread like a cancer and survived temporarily by a mindless expansion, which made its eventual inexorable demise all the worse. I stay because in spite of the blood and tears that the subordinate tyrants to faction enjoy causing, in conjunction with the social and economic problems that they’re creating, but here, while targeted for severe persecution, defrauded, afflicted with violence, slandered, extorted, and sadistically tormented I’m allowed a certain degree of free speech that enables me to articulate the wrongs and the struggle confronting society – only because, realistically my small voice is too tiny to make any real trouble for the radical right faction, with the huge hurricane of noise available on internet. It is a struggle hidden by the media, and violence inflicted is great, but public awareness is increasing and the protest is increasing, with fighting conducted in established political channels, too. And, with heads high and Truth conveyed by Reason through free speech to the public, there is hope for a more open struggle in the future, for free speech and the right to be heard to prevail. The role of an intellectual class is to responsibly instruct the majority; and, as part of an energetic minority it helps alter the course of the country, and helps save the fate of Democracy and restore why it’s held in high esteem.
For sake of Equality, Liberty and Civil Rights I’ve sacrificed my life and my family’s future. I’ve aligned them with the suppressed citizens with men and women of good will and understanding, and if we should fail dark times and great woe will be our country’s fate. I stay with those who at present experience bitter tears, but demonstrate tremendous virtue and desperate courage to preserver against all odds because they realize that there is no other alternative.
I’ve embarked on a personal course of passive disobedience by refusing to participate and following a path of eremitism, I’ve sacrificed everything to the cause of Human Dignity and Liberty. Ultimately, I had only power over myself and two tools Truth and Reason, at my disposal. To obey the abuse of power against one’s convictions, when one has the choice not to obey: is immoral. To cooperate with tyranny becomes impossible. I’ve witnessed the radical right faction Republican Revolution with its hypocrisy and deceit; I’ve seen a society become sick and enslaved, where a free people became chained by a ruthless propaganda campaign based on heinous crimes duplicitously caste at others’ feet causing them to be severely persecuted, and, I’ve seen people beg to have their Civil Rights stolen and be chained to tyrant’s bigoted beliefs, while being deceitfully distracted with phony wars of aggression that paved the way to having the public’s pockets picked by faction, not to realize the importance of freedom and the need for the people to know the Truth. In America we now have a great common cause – Democracy. Ask anything of me as a free man, but, don’t expect me to participate in maintaining a sterile silence, forging chains of poverty and ignorance for future generations, and don’t demand duplicity and blind obedience: respect my Civil Rights and Liberty, and respect my fundamental Equality and the fact that I am a free man!
The greatest thing in the universe is Liberty of the individual. It is the basis of all God’s many various blessings. It is the exclusive basis on which the true will of the people can develop. Mankind must respect a person’s Liberty and they must hold it in the highest regard in themselves, realizing all else rests on it, no less than they must respect the Liberty of their neighbors and demonstrate the same forbearance for their neighbor’s Civil Rights that they’d desire shown toward their own. If you are convinced of that, then you understand the basic importance inherent in Democracy.
I know all the answers that can be made from the point of view of subordinating personal rights to patriotism and formal civil responsibilities, but I can’t accept the veracity of those anachronistic attitudes. I’ve lived long enough to see them defrauded and duplicitously manipulated in service of faction, and it’s precisely what I oppose when I champion Democracy as the great protector of mankind’s God given human rights. Fortunately, in America custom and 150 plus years of experience function as a ballast to the radical right faction’s failed Republican Revolution and its absurd theories and equally absurd laws. The country’s citizens live on land fertilized by two civilizations; and, they are the most recent stop on a journey traversing over 2,500 years made at great cost in blood and tears and with great effort that will not have been made in vain; and, it is the source from which our virtues arise, and it is where they’re developed independent of the external manipulation that can only warp them into vices, and would ultimately destroy them, because they’re incompatible with the self-serving self-delusions that always accompany tyranny.
Even in the worst periods of American history respect is accorded for the individual and some recognition given to the independent basis of all human behavior. This respect is more than a mere rationalistic basis for materialism, but free will serves as the foundation for all moral actions in a moral universe. It is one of the great unifying principles of life.
For a person to escape from one of the fundamental fallacies of rational thought, cultural relativism, a person must, either, travel abroad to other cultural regions, a prospect progressively more difficult to do; or, they must seriously study history, with a certain degree of aptitude stemming from heightened intelligence. After the Vietnam War a blind adherence to error, “Dulce et decorum est”, it is fit to die for your country, was no longer required for one to be considered a Patriot.
But, in America today the individual is being destroyed and subordinated to the will of faction, as the individual is absorbed in the herd before the person has a chance to emerge. Free speech is considered personally abusive regardless if it speaks the Truth; and, free speech, even in the privacy of one’s own home and car, is viewed by the dominate right wing extremists as subversive, insolent, and personally insulting. The radical right faction Republican Revolution made our US Bill of Rights obsolete, subordinating Civil Rights to the interests of faction and the caprice of its ruling elite’s personal prejudices. The fact that this process was a populist movement accelerated the erosion of Civil Rights, and guaranteed that the most extreme elements would be rapidly advanced. And, the adjunct media transformed the function of the majority from serving society as a ballast to one which proliferated the process of negatively transferring prejudices, which meant larger numbers of victims where being severely persecuted than ever before - the same thing transpired during the 1930s in Nazi Germany. And, thus the USA lurched out of control into absolutist tyranny, with no moral check on power, and a Constitution that increasingly was being ignored, while the Freedom and Rights of Man, Free Will and Self-Determination were openly held in disdain. And, in the entertainment industry that provided the nation’s news while openly disdaining Truth, which had the unfortunate effect that the overwhelming majority of people became cynical and did not believing anything that they were told; also, it was openly advocated in the media that these previously mentioned essential social characteristics that formed the basis for our country’s individual Civil Rights should be abrogated.
In America the university served to produce technocrats and trained professionals who functioned as rubber stamps to establish a false legitimacy for our country’s policies and programmed prejudices. The state functioned for the exclusive benefit of faction, serving as a conduit from the public to the private accounts of an elite few rulers of faction: government administration and the legal system became displaced with its military and administrative bureaucracies metamorphosizing into a corrupt, monstrous ubiquitous state. In the USA under faction if it weren’t for greed driven efforts to dismantle its social functions and privatize them, which meant run for profit for the benefit of faction, in a way that consistently conflicted with public interests, it could be said without danger of exaggeration that no human being could live with personal dignity as a free individual in the totalitarian USA.
Pampered faction abused its authority, without effective opposition, which was coerced, extorted, corrupted and eliminated with unprecedented vice, corruption and violence in the history of the nation. The intoxication of arbitrary power has overcome all moral restraint. Every coercive means abrogating Civil Rights, every perversion of science and technology revealed a brazen shamelessness, an arrogant display of vice and moral degeneration bordering on complete bankruptcy, denoting moral indifference that the inescapable insulting conclusion was drawn that under factional abuse of power individuals will corrupt everything and endure anything: sadistic torture, scientifically perverting people, and viciously seducing without legal moral restraint reduced humanity to its lowest common denominator and unprecedented decadence, so in the end in America it was a common held belief that everyone had their price and no one bothered to question the legal and moral basis of the radical right faction subordinate tyrants open operations. There was no respect for the legal restraints of civilization and there was no respect for the norms and morays of civilized culture.
In the past government at least felt restraint due to the shame of behaving badly before the eyes of neighboring nations. Now it feels compelled to corrupt, and instead of being the Mecca of the freedom loving world, America home of the brave and land of the free has become the magnate to every degenerate, vicious pervert, immoral monster and sadistic misanthropist on the face of the earth who wishes to exercise their cruel and brutal proclivities with impunity.
We’ve witnessed the most monstrous developments to the abuse of power. We grew up protected under our Bill of Rights and under Laws that protected our precious Liberties and Civil Rights; but, now we experience terror under the black wing of oppression, and cruel torture in the talons of private secrete police that’s contemporary organized crime; and, we are just barely able to survive to the point society is populated with cripples and deformed grotesques. But, is this enough to expect from existence? Isn’t it time to untie our people’s hands and tongues? Shouldn’t we resume Democracy and wake our slumbering people’s consciousness? But, can this happen, when even to whisper can lead to your children being starved. And, your criticized for not working, when your not allowed to work!
All this may sound strange to those who aren’t aware. But, actually this is business as usual, for those who experience it as the basis for their reality. Through out history, before every upheaval nations experienced reactionary periods of oppression, while minds are yoked and made weak and people chained to ignorance and poverty, and people of energy are corrupted, or distracted or coerced, till the country knows nothing else. The people of good will withdraw, their free speech falls silent. Then, the Truth rings out. It acquires a strength and authority, because they’re backed by actions and sacrifices. Their strength grows as faction becomes more corrupt and extreme. Society suffers as wealth constricts and stagflation sets in. The people become aware of the false façade and they grow dissatisfied of their government.
Until now we’ve continued believing in American government, but that was the Democracy of its first 150 years. We’ve been oppressed, embarrassed by our own ignorance, and too awed by the brutal power of our oppressing faction and discouraged by our lack of Civil Rights and Liberty. We’ve forgotten the courage and good hope that created the Declaration of Independence and the US Constitution. We’ve been reduced to an abject state. For Shame! I may accomplish nothing with this essay. But, one thing is certain, if I don’t try I never will! And, so I personally withdraw my labor in passive disobedience. And, write my essays to encourage others by speaking the Truth. One small voice, but the words are large and the Truth they speak is larger still. For America and for freedom! Fellow citizens know those of you who are people of good will that I love you. And, perhaps we will never be free again; but, my heart and my head refuse to believe it. I will keep the faith!