Friday, March 7, 2014

It does not take hate to war


It does not take hate to war, it does not take love to show care.

 

Hate is complex, an emotion built upon the emotions from yesterday, multiplied by a view of wrongs. Yet a warrior may not hate his foe, he may in fact never know of him, he is ordered to make war, directed by another.

 

Thus is a conflict built upon the flied of a foe, that a warrior may know his foe if given the time, a reality of a standing army. The same door is used by the spy.

 

In war friend or foe, they are at the direction of another.

 

When one walks to a train station, bus stop, or even market place one passes a person in need. There is no order to the act of giving a coin, there is no direction to do so, some do some will not, yet there is no call of action from another. You may not know the person, the reason of need, yet some will give, some will show care.

 

Love is complex, an emotion built upon the emotions from yesterday, multiplied by the view of return, of reflection.

 

When one looks to humanity for understanding or change, one first must look at who the director is, and then one must look at who the people are, thus the folly of all war, the need is never directed to answer.

 

A whisper is herd if directed at you.

 

 

Yesterday


Yesterday I was confronted of being cold, of being depressing in a descriptions of wrongs that need be made right, I offered an apology I know she was right, she hit with a point of beauty, a point of pride reflected in passions of my works, she with but a sentence stopped me upon my day.

 

Yesterday I found some to be of good intentions, but moral directions were not shared, I was hoping for a dream, as an artist a dream, to be remembered like Voltaire or of Jonathon Swift, to author words worthy enough to last a stand of time. To smith a story, a poem, a pose where I use your imagination to color a night sky.

 

The did I set all the day long, listening to what was said, a friend said of me to find love, to find a point of pride, the other said I care not.

 

My reply, love is like business it is built upon a courtship, valued for each step, if I wonder down a road  I am blind but there is reason in my step, if we wonder down this road together I am not as blind.

 

Shame verse encouragement becomes apparent.

 

As for the smith of a word set, they only need be repeated.

 

Thank you.

 

 

Thursday, March 6, 2014

A value of belief


I once pondered the value of a belief,

 

Hard is the anvil of reality, in the forge of life. Of self reflection comes countless doors of possibilities reality dictates there worth, to what value am I to you, or your to me if we have no value in belief.

 

What belief do we have that equals the value of you.

 

 

A body indeed


Think of your body for a one moment if you will…..
 
A piece of sandpaper would be needed to represent war, now you pick where you are going to scrub and rub until you bleed, until you scar.
 
Now I am going to charge you for that piece of sandpaper, not only do I want all of what you make, I am going to go loan against your name at a rate so high that noting makes sense, something over a hundred million each ( I’ll stay conservative today.) Now that you know how much that sandpaper costs, I am going to save a little on face cream, and offer you a new diet at least the rules, food stamps are down, and the faith based partnership bought a new red carpet event so we look good getting our picture taken while we starve people for you sandpaper.
 
Oh yea don’t worry about that scar, new have a new expensive version, man its slick the homeland security model has unlimited check right now, even the stuff they don’t use they get to build and test, we’re so sure of its use to make massive scars, it out shines everything else we have done to make it costly, we are about to test human trails any day now, the preliminary data on home invasion has yet to be held up in courts, but we are sure of the judges we picked. We can keep this in court until you correct any law, so the liability is down, it is just flat the best bet we have right now.
 
Are you bleeding yet? I bet you did use it on seventy percent of your body, not to worry it is an election year woman’s rights are bound to come up again.
 
Can so one wake me up from this bad dream? Where women hide and there are just so many lies.

Wednesday, March 5, 2014

Simple right


Funny things in life we can keep them simple….

 

What would happen if we were at peace?  What would the National Security Council do, and what mandates would they provide? What would Homeland Security Council ask for?

 

Wait. One, how many mandates from either of these Councils to the president suggest peace?

 

Yet these two Councils to the President are responsible for 70 percent of the budget.

 

Dear Mr. President, for the sake of national interest we suggest giving, ten percent of our budget to the following government services, (pause here) we think after careful political conversations we ask this be spilt with all other government functions as we were unable to find one department that did not need the funds, we thought this over at length, and place our normal right of quick cover rescinding should we be faced with someone to actually kill.

 

Don’t worry about our souls, Mr. President we can always walk over to the “New Council of Faith Based Inceptives,” I mean Faith-Based and Neighborhood Partnerships, and discuss this at length as weather or not to call this urban development, while we pray for the money to actually do something about it.

 

Of course, Mr. President this could lead to tears, we might want to stop over to the department of Civil Engineers and see what kind of water damage repair we might need to make, but hey you know its like the roads system they put up with anything as long as they can save a little gas.

 

Speaking of Gas, Mr. President, your idea about capturing it from congress, the building isn’t air tight, so unless you like the hose idea, which I sure the media can sell, kilts would work best sir.    

 

Okay…so much for comedy…

 

I mean like would they be saying to the President if someone actually asked for peace, and some how like when Reagan said this “Tear down this Wall” and how the people actually listened, I mean it was the people right, not the government that torn that wall down, the people actually did it right…

 

Okay

 

Dear China, would you not like to have peace, would your people not be better served by using the money on your own people…

Dear North Korea would not your ancestors be at peace, if your people were at peace.

 

To the world, what could you accomplish with peace, how much can we change our humanity if we had peace. Could we not try this for one year, just one to see how much we can do for each other, then at least we could have something to compare to the war, the blood shed the destruction of life, for once could we not at least try to invest in ourselves other than our toys of war.

 

Can we not see that every city shows that we come together to live, and so do life as is our nature within these boarders each to a one, no matter where, no matter the government, no matter the theology, nor handicap, nor wealth, but as humanity.

 

Can we not repair the damage done to our own children; I ask that we lay the weapons down. Can we not show them the very value we teach them that fighting is not right.

 

Ask this as a father, special to none, a father just one, I ask this of every mother, of every father of everyone, what could we do that would have more impact, what message would stronger, than if we simply lay those guns down.

 

I ask for no war, I know there is a father and a mother in every country of the world, I ask for peace.

 

I ask that not one child ever be killed by a weapon of war.

 

This is done everyday in every major city of the world, even in the most hostile disputes of us can be settled by courts and laws and is everyday no matter the courts or the laws no matter the governing political office, most of the time we try to live in peace, we gather and live in peace.

 

This is not hard, what we ask for never really is, even the doing of it is never as hard as the believing that this can happen, that each person, no matter where they live, can live without the fear of war, that a child from anywhere can have a life they desire, that our governments can be reflection of who we are and what we do, we are just people each to a one, with culture the history of the very value of life from which you came, a value in the history of humanity.

 

Is not each human life a history, a value not just to itself but to those it touches a human life can not be made by itself, because it touches more than one, as it takes more than one make it, its journey is a journey of value to the others we see as we see that human life.

 

Can not we for the first in our history show by act of love and of law and lay our guns down, what proof of care do we need to know what is right, each to a one.

 

 Could not we share our cultures our music our art, our foods, our products, in way not of worry of war, can we not invest in our nature enough to share who we are, a value of a farmers song, or the rhyme of an urban city’s way, can we not show the value of our trades as an investment to our own history?

 

 

Could we not once just say we value human life enough to live in peace?

 

 

 

 

 

Tuesday, March 4, 2014

10 to one


I once pondered up a story of a boy named Santo, desperate was his life, but inside he knew, knew a wrong from a right.

 

Deep, deep inside of you, you know man does not fight, look again to left and your right, this day like yesterday how many fights did you see. How many did you see, how many guns a blazing did you hear. That is here, where you are, each to one around, the globe, maybe in the readership of this site, maybe we would find ten that herd such a fight. How many countries are here, how many read, write, look for work, right here maybe ten would share that plight.

 

Your governments debt is your debt, only ten percent of the planet is at war at any given time through history, the exceptions are the Hitler’s, they are not the rule.

 

To spend 1000.00 to 1. of all other government functions is a wrong. How about this year we say 10. to 1 of every dollar made.

 

Anything more would show a desperate life. Filled with good intentions ending in a wrong.

 

 

Morals the fight they make


The morals of children, the fight they make.

 

In many ways being around kids, a lifetime of being a mentor being split between two generations, mine and theirs I have found that kids don’t really like to fight, if they do it, it is over a few simple things like sharing, that’s mine, and the response he did this first. One kind of learns to be listening for the sign of the issue before the fight.

 

Humanity usually does not fight over or about money, if they do it, it is about deceptions.

 

This is not about weather the founding fathers did right, or about the concept of this nation, nor even how this nation works, they all work fine. This not about weather or not you can and do have representation, in the law, and in the leaders, this is about whether you are picking the right one, right now on election year, and the next.

 

The minute man the reason we have guns..

 

America, the land of free, is free because of the minute-man, so powerful was he in reflection they named a nuclear missile after him.

 

That gives the right to bare arms the teeth in law, that is why from street hoodlum to Teachers in the Colleges of Idaho, you have a right to own a gun, to wear it if need be, but to use with restraint.

 

Now think for a minute about right and wrong, what country out there would want to try to walk down our streets to war with us, I mean first they would have to cross a sea right, fly a plane, stack up enough to try and war with us, bomb smashing war, tank shelling war.

 

They would have an issue, the minute man, the unknown into the fight.

 

It takes one man to scare a man into his house; it takes a hundred to scare him out. This is my reflection of Waco, Texas.

 

Right or wrong we have that right, I care not what you hunt if you do it right, I care little that worry, your fears are so strong so much as to buy a gun, I do not as is my right, I will barrow one of yours if we need to make that fight.

 

Would you go to a bank and loan for a gun…would you indebt yourself for a gun?

 

Think for a moment how much do you spend for your gun, your bullets, as cool as they are how much of your budget do you spend, reality please, do you spend enough that yours kids if you have go hungry even one meal, do you play with your mortgage or rent even a dollar barrowed from one, to buy that gun or that bullet or in the use of that gun or bullet, do you waste on the gun that is your right, but how much do you allow out of that budget at home, how much really do you allow yourself your excess. Any excess…

 

A tenth of your budget do you play with, maybe more how about thirty percent, maybe more fifty percent, or maybe you’re rich enough to play with seventy percent of your rent and mortgage, seventy percent of your income.

 

Seventy percent of your income to endanger, do you use to play with your excess, be it wine, or cars, or guns do you allow your need of the excess, that seventy percent you would spend.

 

 

The drunk upon the street wears the clothing of his excess, a reflection of life spent needlessly partaking spirits the mirror of his self esteem- a life given to the excess.

 

The realities of the war machine are far worse, for a friend a friend in need.

 

Seventy percent of this country’s debt is the war machine, paid for this year, seventy percent paid for last year, and yes seventy percent of that budget paid for next year, on really cool things that go boom.

 

That is what we give our friends, Seventy percent of our budget to make them feel as safe as we do with our minute man.

 

Now about that minute man missile they have never dismantled him, his age, his toxicity, like the drunk of the street, has never been cared for, they cannot sell him, they can not but wait to bury him or use him.

 

This is true of every weapon of war not used; this is the fate of a weapon of war. If you cannot expend it, you carry it until it is buried. The same is true of a warrior’s fate. Thus the wrong, with the soldier of fortune, to profit on his fate, to sell a weapon carries the very same weight.  To sell our weapons is to prostitute their fate.

 

To indebt a nation, to indebt our friends, to indebt you, to barrow money on your name, your credit to purchase this, a multiple value times a multiple value of weapons of war. To be prostituted to highest bidder, the manufacturing of such at a level to create carnage until the end of time, to able to kill life on earth a thousand times over. The production is at levels above our own planet’s population world wide.  

 

If we but paid for what we have right now, we would have enough to extinguish every human life, everyone with what we already have.

 

What fear of a hoodlum wouls justify this? Is there another Hitler out there, massing tanks and invading lands? Who is out there in all these lands, that has enough weapons to kill every land, every man? Who is out there to purchase your excess?

 

Would the debt be easier to bare, if it was about your education, your science, does not the school share an importance of your life, does not a road, does not a library, to understand this debt your must understand the size.

 

If you were to take the amount of just this year, (which is on the order of trillions- thousands for every person on Earth) you would be able to put a new laptop computer in the hands of every person in the world; you could call it education. You could then hand them enough food stamps for the entire year; you could call that public assistance. You could vaccinate them and give every single person, a health exam, and call that public healthcare… All this, to every person in the world, not just in our country. You would still have enough left over to cover every government function we have today.

 

So, what is the message you are giving to our children?

 

What amount of care are you giving when you say that their school is not important enough because we need the tank?

 

What guiding light of prosperity are you showing the world?

 

 

Conclusion