The Toxic Rupture

It's not the destruction,
That's unavoidable,
The death and pandemonium just are,
And irreversible,

It's who is around when the dust settles,
To then clean up the mess,
How they treat those with lost and broken parts,
Are they dismissive or use tenderness?

Do they show that despite life's cruelty,
There's still love to be found,
That what it does is unpredictable,
But on you they can count?

Y'know, like a rock,
Virt'ly unbreakable,
Not moved by the whims of the sky or sea,
Refuge when factors are unbearable.

The First From Suggestions

Silence is a wonder,
If you can find it,
Which you can, in the noisiest places,
If you listen for it,

It's in the moments when others' eyes,
Bounce away into contemplation,
Looking at the space between everything,
That eliminates the perceived distance,

Existing between each of us,
Generating conflict.
How many wars would have never been,
If we were all from the same district,

If we were all alright,
With the differences,
That allow us to see each other,
In this world of interconnectedness?

Protect Yourself

You never know where life will lead you,
You never really know,
Or what people are thinking,
No matter what they show,

And though you can't judge a book by its cover,
Its cover, you can surely judge,
And when that's all you have to judge by,
Surround yourself with those you love,

And, when that's all you have,
To protect yourself from content,
Collect as many as you can,
To minimize each's affect,

On you being alright,
Because you will find,
When one opens itself up to you as your enemy,
The rest will have your behind.

Why Following Your Heart Is Dangerous

When something is coming,
You don't want to see,
But you can't close your eyes,
Or you'd run into a tree,

You can always change your direction.
Oh, yes you can,
Even if you are deathly afraid,
That you can't,

That, if you did, you'd fail utterly,
As everyone observed,
And now you're too far away for help,
And they wouldn't help you if they could,

Because you tried to be alright,
Taking the less traveled path,
And might have showed them that it can be done,
And no one likes to see that.

Society's Ultimate Goal Is Not Our Comfort

There is always a moment,
Between doing nothing and something,
Filled with anxiety for what's to come,
And angst for the passing,

Of what your life should be,
Because that is everyone's goal,
And the reason for doing anything,
At all.

But this moment will pass,
And miraculously,
Doing something will actually feel good,
Because then you will see,

That you're alright,
And can get by, if need be,
Because we are all expected to pull our weight,
Regardless of our technology.

No Connection

For every person that loves you,
Assume five more don't,
And that one-half actively hates you,
As well as the others that simply won't,

Get to know you, 'cause they don't have time,
What with all the demands on their lives,
Which you are so well aware of, yourself,
Which is why you don't have the time,

To have an opinion of most of those,
That you meet day after day,
Except in so far as you can use them,
Or stay out of their way,

Because we're all alright,
As far as our worlds go,
It's when they collide with others,
That our nastiness shows.

How To Be Free

If you're not doing what you want,
But you have little choice,
Because of the responsibilities handed to you,
With a heave and foist,

In the baggage that was purchased,
Before you were even born,
Like Clooney in that movie Up In The Air,
You don't need to have it no more,

Because it only requires that you cut,
The ties that bind to everyone you know,
From parents, to friends, to employers,
And those you meet as you go.

Then you'll be alright,
And free to do what you'd like,
And if you think about close connections with others,
Don't believe the hype.

Others Will Help

There is no way of controlling,
What happens around you,
But, that doesn't negate knowing,
What you have to do,

Which requires more assumptions than,
Our assumptions would like us to think,
We'd need, because it's their job,
To fool us about being,

Beings that know something,
About where we come from.
So, tell me on the life of those close to you,
What is your origination?

And it's alright,
You don't have to tell me today.
Just keep it in mind the next time,
You're expecting things a certain way.

Yes, We're Different

There is a certain point,
Where some people reach,
When there is less left to actually learn,
And more to actually teach,

And less time available for those,
Who do not have the aptitude,
To achieve the same level of ability,
To comparable level of truth,

Or, to put it another way,
Their potential has been tapped,
And their existence in a higher life,
Is not something that,

Can exist, alright?
There, somebody has said it.
Now, can the world start finding places suitable,
For all the different sorts that exist?

Keep Your Ideas

You're really caught between a rock,
And a hard place,
When you want to find out if an idea you have,
Already exists in space,

Because the act of searching the info itself,
Broadcasts the idea to the world,
And puts you in a race you'd rather not be in,
Against people you're,

Never going to meet and who exist,
Just to feed off people like you.
Really makes you want to just build things for yourself,
And not search for anything that's new.

But it's alright,
Maybe you should not be so paranoid,
Or so protective of your ideas,
Or try to make any dough.

For Other Reasons

If you can't believe it,
Just stop to consider that,
No thing you can consider in this world,
Is no more a believable fact,

And if you really stop and think about it,
Like that caveman played by Jack Black,
How weird is it that the sounds coming from your mouth,
Cause others to act?

And how weird is it that when no one knows,
Where we actually came from,
That something as banal as money (which is not real),
Demands such consideration?

Oh, it's alright,
I know money makes the world go round.
How silly would it be if we all just did things,
Because, utilitarianly, they are just sound?

Communication

It's not enough anymore,
To do one thing,
In a thoughtful and consistent way,
Because that is boring.

You must keep up with the times, and they say,
That multi-connectivity is the way,
And done so in a frenetic tone,
Because that's the how the world functions, okay?

Because there are so many lines of communication,
That you must use them all,
To reach the small proportion of people in each one,
With whom you share an iota of soul.

But is it alright,
To bank on just one,
Line of communication? I have a feeling,
Not if you want to start a revolution.

Help's There

Things are never as bad,
As you imagine them to be,
Because what you imagine is mostly based,
On what you think other people see,

But if you assume the best of other people,
And that they want to help you succeed,
Then there is no such thing as a quagmire,
Only bends, dips and high weeds.

And you might even be surprised by the outcome,
And reaction from someone you'd never think,
Would have had anything at all but bad thoughts about,
The way you are doing things.

And it's alright,
If sometimes this theory fails,
Just like you can't win the lottery without a ticket,
You can't be helped if you think that no one cares.

What Now?

When your hands are full,
But you really don't mind,
Don't make excuses to others,
For a life that is sublime,

For outside of the society you live in,
That demands much work for little pay,
Imagine what you'd be doing with no rules,
And then think what you would say,

In those moments of pure idleness,
When your mind's free to contemplate,
Why you've ended up where you are,
And what you're here in the first place,

And you'll see it's alright,
That society ain't all that great,
Except for the freedom it gives your mind,
From the onus of figuring out where you originate.

Free Will

If the moments of marriage,
Are the most free offered by life,
Because it's the simplest example of,
The will exercising its right,

And the new union expresses itself,
As one being exercising its right,
In the larger union between the rest of free wills,
Who rule by the justice of might,

And that simple union dissolves and regroups again,
In the same relation but different actors,
What is the space between the exercises called,
And which one offers freedom more?

It's alright,
You don't have to answer this right now,
For it would impose on your free will,
To truly understand how.

Just Don't Do It

It's never easy knowing the truth,
So does that mean you must be shallow,
And never participate deeper with others,
Than so that you can up and go,

So that no one can connect you to anything,
And so never accuse you,
Of doing anything that might be critiqued,
Because there's nothing that you do?

You're never misrepresented,
If you never represent yourself.
True, but you can also never be anything,
And, actually, you can never help.

But it's alright,
Maybe if everyone just did that,
There'd be a lot less reason for fights in this world,
And that ain't so bad.

Politics

Either you want to progress,
Or impede that of others,
Or do nothing and complain about it,
Or just watch from under the covers.

The thing is no one knows the all of it,
So, it's best to let everyone know,
What it is that you're thinking about everything,
Unless you're in it for your own,

Unless what interests you is not community,
But community the way you want it,
Which takes one view born of the unknown,
And treating it as an agreed covenant.

And it's alright,
Because the truth prevails in the end,
Though by its nature the end never comes,
Which leaves us all with this fascism.

How does you know,
What people really think,
When it's so hard to find the place,
Where you are all in sync,

Where you all know you're speaking the same language,
And want to do the same thing,
And there is no doubt that you're not all separating,
And backstabbing,

And talking to each other about how,
One of you just doesn't get it?
If minds were only open for observation...
Well, then, there be no need for poets.

And it's alright,
There may not be any, anyway.
It all depends on the truth behind,
What others say.

Change From Within

There may be different levels,
On which people operate,
Some of which, and probably a minority,
Is mostly double-speak,

And assumptions of collaborations,
Where such collaborations would be evil,
Except that society as it is,
Would not run properly without such people,

Would not run at all for these seem to be the ones,
That make the decisions that affect the most,
Which begs the question, "is it these people or,
Is it just the way things naturally go?"

So, it's alright,
If you want to try your hand,
At changing the way things are done by those in power.
Though, most believe you just can't.

Once you've gotten somewhere,
Where you've done all that you can,
To the extent that you are capable,
It's time to look to other humans,

And have the faith that those making an effort,
Have found themselves thinking the same thing.
Really, what happens is they're always cranked out,
And you just have to catch the next one coming,

And show her that she cannot do it alone,
Because she might not have actually seen,
That there are others like her, and the only way to do more,
Is to look to other human beings.

And it's alright,
If the first one doesn't agree,
We're talking here about a higher consciousness,
Undiscussed for many centuries.