all night and forever in a moment

Last night, I had a dream that our planet was visited by an alien device. People sort of went crazy. There were nations trying to destroy it, other nations trying to destroy each other, while others waited to see what happened. After circumnavigating the planet and seemingly mapping the entire surface, the device began to emit a multicolored beam that turned whole cities into crystalline objects with many facets. The objects then folded onto themselves until whole cities were the size of book which was then absorbed into the alien device.

After the first city was gone, the battle intensified but to no avail. No human weapons had any impact on the alien device. It was like it wasn’t really here. Perhaps, it was safely hidden in some unseen and undiscovered dimension and we were only seeing a mere reflection of the reality of it. It’s hard to say. The device went from city to city and began to empty the planet of all evidence of human life. These were desperate and depressing sights. Humans scattered like cockroaches when the light is turned on at night.

In the end there were a small group of people that believed that they would be chosen to survive. They were wrong, as it turned out. And the alien device swept them away with the rest of humanity. Then it came to be my turn. I had done everything I could think of to save the one that I loved and her children, but there was no defense against the alien device. When the multicolored lights swept over me I felt for a moment that I was like a bug trapped in amber. The lights folded around me in strange angles and then there was complete darkness and I thought it was the end.

Next, I opened my eyes and I was at a beach house with her and I could hear the surf and the children playing. Somehow, I knew I was trapped in a moment of a memory and that I was now nothing more than a hologram stored in the alien device. I looked at her in that moment and smiled thinking that there could be worse places to spend forever. And then I woke up.

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plunder to pay for it all

once, when the Roman Emperor and Senators
wanted to buy off the people with bread and circuses
they just sent out their legions to conquer and plunder
to take the money needed to build a coliseum or provide services

now, our leaders just tax and spend and print more money
and when that still isn’t enough money to pay for it all
they borrow and plunder from our own children’s future
which I fear can only lead to our society’s ultimate downfall

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2015 in review

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A New York City subway train holds 1,200 people. This blog was viewed about 6,800 times in 2015. If it were a NYC subway train, it would take about 6 trips to carry that many people.

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without

searching without looking
hunting without any prey
knocking with no answer
speaking with nothing to say

dancing with no partner
hoping without any hope
yearning without learning
laughing without understanding the joke

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a cold dark nothing

it sounds like it’s raining hard outside
or maybe that’s all in my head
my room somehow seems smaller today
so, I think I’ll go back to bed

then I dream that I’m back at our family cabin
surrounded by the green trees of Tennessee
my father is trying to stop the flooding
the source of which is just a mystery

next, I hear someone crying in the distance
but I don’t have my glasses, so I can’t see
and I hear the sound of tears falling
that plop and echo eerily

I have the weird feeling that I’m missing something
something that should be important to me
but my searching mind comes up with nothing
only a cold dark nothing that is silent and empty

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a better you and me

I wonder, if the nature of sentient life is a path
that is always destined to end in tragedy?
perhaps, we were better off in our distant past
living in the jungle and sleeping up in a tree

do we think we can be saved, in the end
if only we have enough time to invent more technology?
before we destroy each other and all life on this planet
perhaps, we really need to invent a better you and me?

and is our futile yearning for romance and one true love
only a silly modern Disney fantasy?
how sad is it to see all our inner hopes and dreams
come to face with a universe of such harsh reality?

wouldn’t it be better to not know good and evil
and to never experience the depth of human cruelty?
wouldn’t it be better to still be in the garden
simply existing completely naturally?

I look up at the stars but don’t find any answers
only that our purpose and the meaning of life is such a mystery
and I face the bitter knowledge that we would be blissfully unaware
if only we had never eaten from that tree

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don’t do the crime, if you can’t do the time

so, I’m sitting at the kitchen table early in the morning
trying to eat some breakfast, so that I can take my pill for the pain
when I hear the sounds of someone being investigated on Law and Order
coming from my living room and almost driving me insane

but, I have to stop eating and listen to the intense voices
because I can’t help but wonder who just got shot and what is going on
until it hits me that they are actors in a make believe story
and no one was killed because it isn’t even a real gun

after which I finish eating my bowl of cereal
thinking it’s not good to waste precious time
so, we should all turn off our TV sets and enjoy life
but we don’t and that is the real crime

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Let’s talk sex

Why is it so important and natural
Why do some like it strange and kinky
Why do women supposedly like it big
When so many men are sadly just dinky

Why does it seem to sell everything
Why does it get politicians into trouble
Why is it so romantic and lusty in literature
When, in reality, it just bursts our bubble

Why does it make us feel so good
Why does it make some feel ashamed
Why does it lead to so much frustration
Who is the one, in the end, to be blamed

Why do we daydream about it
Why do we do it in the back seats of cars
Why do we think about it when driving to work
When will we get the chance to do it on mars

Why does it take two to tango
Why do some people like it rough
What does it all have to do with love
And why do we never seem to get enough

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morning glory

I wish I may
I wish I might
write a little poem
for my blog tonight

it doesn’t have to be
anything earth shattering or very big
as most of you probably know
that is not my gig

if only I could find the words to express
the simple beauty of a morning glory
or describe the lost feelings of youth
with a little unrequited love story

but, I’m tired and my body is aching
so, I think I’ll just go back to bed
and leave all the might-have-been words
to only exist as fragments in dreams in my head

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lost history

sadly, there is so much now lost and buried
so many long forgotten years of human history
like why ancient people completely buried
the megalithic ruins of Gobekli Tepe

or why someone shaped the beautiful stones
now fallen in disarray in Puma Punku
demonstrating that we can also forget
even the most amazing things we humans do

or how ancient Egyptians engineered and built
the awesome and enigmatic giant pyramid
the meaning and answers to which
now seem to us to be forever hid

or why the Rapa Nui people went to so much effort
to carve and move the hundreds of Moai
and erected these strange colossal statues
with backs to the sea and eyes looking up at the sky

so many civilizations, cultures and lives
that we have lost and long forgot
was it all just wasted time
that, in the end, was all for naught?

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Kennedy (with glasses)

have you had the chance to watch
FBN’s novel show, simply named “Kennedy”
in which the unique host talks fast and quips
with cutting intellect and a fun sense of comedy

she flashes her smile with confidence
captivating viewers with her TV chemistry
while expressing her libertarian views
with sincerity and not too much zealotry

with diverse guests and a topical storm
that demonstrate a lot of range and flexibility
and, if you didn’t know, she graduated from UCLA
and has a bachelor’s degree in Philosophy

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N-dimension

I was suffering from an abnormally long drought
in a land that was so arid that all tears had stopped flowing
as if they were trapped forever behind a dam
and were just floating in a reservoir of despair beyond all knowing

I was folded and then went forward around a corner
that was a flat dead-end and obviously went nowhere
only to burst into a new dimension
that seemed to appear out of thin air

until we reached the control room of the starship
frozen in the lake of tears because of a failed inter-dimensional jump
only to discover that it was counting down in a self destruct sequence
which exploded as I woke up in my bed this morning with a little bump

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Girl of my dreams

I spent all late last night
with the girl of my dreams
It was so much more than I could hope for
But, I don’t know what it all means

It’s not like my stingy subconscious mind
To grant me one of my most secret wishes
So, of course, you can understand
Why I’m more than just a little bit suspicious

It’s a lot like winning the lottery
Although, it’s not really a big deal
It was only a dream, after all
And, sadly, dreams are not real

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black lives matter

‘black lives matter’
that almost goes without saying
and, of course, ‘all lives matter’
should be the mantra we are all praying

from each innocent fetus
just waiting to be born
to the perverted purveyors
of popular hardcore porn

from a young black man
shot without justification by the police
to the innocent youth caught in a drive-by
by criminal gangs running wild in the streets

from police ambushed without warning
while simply being on duty
to the one percent in their high castles
busy being all rich and snooty

yes, ‘black lives matter’
because all life is precious and fleeting
and all those that would take life without regard
are those that are the most worth defeating

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