Sinking the Barbs of Awareness Telling the truth as much as humanly possible, Creates the ability to eavesdrop on infinity, to extrapolate To initiate, manage and shape the future of our species. No longer will we be spatial castaways adrift At the insensate mercy of events, conditions and circumstances We will be able to choose and precipitate the destiny we cherish and desire. For upwards of the currently unimaginable period of Two Hundred Thousand years, We existed dominated and unalterably habituated to the world view, That might was ever and always right, The accumulation of power was our ultimate near instinctive objective, For on this depended the survival of the species. Now power in all its forms must serve and preserve the common good, Improve the quality of life of the majority, And this requires the most fundamental and monumentally difficult change A sentient species could attempt or have The courage or temerity to aspire to or even contemplate. A Victory of Delusion precipitating Despair We do not know what we are doing obviously and incontrovertibly, We stubbornly refuse to know what we are doing apparently and very devastatingly, We are unalterably mindlessly determined to burn fossil fuels and preserve jobs in the coal industry, Even if humanity perishes and there is no one left to work diligently At mining coal or creating smog or manning the assembly lines for automobiles. Because our hubris blinds us to the fact that our cultural heritage, The habits we learned during the currently unimaginably long extremely extended period We existed in a state of nature created shackles of determinism, Made us puppets on the strings of coercion determined culture. Then to survive we had to learn to callously murder, we learned to brutally rape And, most of all we learned to intensely fear as we huddled around small fires Listening to the growls and howls of the denizens and predators that always threatened us. Our only fragile ever receding hope is to from somewhere within find the courage to CHANGE, Only this can release us, can cause us to exit the treadmill of despair On which we have been tragically languished for all of human history. A Deluge of Tears Down the exceedingly spacious corridors of human history literally thousands of years, Members of the human species have shed a veritable deluge of tears, Interminably grieving the pain and suffering created by the perennial inevitable tragedy, The consequence of implementing the modus operandi of deliberately Causing the majority to continue to be easy prey. So that those with power could exploit, coerce and abuse them to satisfy Their innate and socially learned burgeoning nagging often salacious needs, wants and desires. Driven by the ancient paradigm of predation that then and now determines The intrinsic and extrinsic nature of human melancholy and oppressed existence, That shaped into unbreakable immutable bonds the chains and shackles That have cruelly chafed and imprisoned the suffering and maligned species from the beginning of time, Causing them to be puppets forever dangling from the strings of culture, The monolithic ubiquitous pervasive monumentally depraved Enemy Within. I dare to posit the cogent, pertinent question do we dare to change, To tell the truth as much as humanly possible and so embrace A civilized rational gentle guilt free future in which we would be FREE? The Real World I intensely yearn to live in the real world, A milieu stripped clean innocent of obfuscation, Of deceit washed pure and rendered cleansed lily white of veneers, of exploitation. Of cosmetics, false eyelashes and bosoms surgically augmented. A social system in which individuals can be utterly depended on To say what they mean and mean what they say. One in which truth and honor are valuable currencies exchanged In pristine newly minted fashion between the majorities of human beings. I wish for a return to what is natural to impulsive honest sincere responses, Without hypocrisy, without subterfuge or agenda completely devoid of sophistication, So I would exist among the trustworthy, the real and the virtuous. A planet of men and women plunged into the baptismal fount From which they would emerge guilt free and thus emancipated. Beyond the interminable counterfeits of casual lies and petty dishonesties, A brand new world where life and love is dominant supreme and exist in precept not in concept, pretense and hypocrisy. WILLIAM EDWIN VIRTUE
Posted on: Thu, 13 Nov 2014 18:13:37 +0000
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