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Peace is a Verb

No passive meal, no rare stuff bird, true peace is not a noun, but verb; inaction, apathy and doubt that whisper are not her. She shouts from rooftops, making foul war shake in fear at her approach. Mistake not mewling … Continue reading

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A Million Years

Just like we’ve done for a million years, we strike out blindly in the dark in fear. Some use rocks or bombs, that’s their choice; me, I use music, my words, my voice. We each know nothing, but take on … Continue reading

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If you would make a difference

So many look around the globe and say, “How can I start to help in what small way I can, and find work with a heart?” They look to spread their peace abroad, and be more well received than in … Continue reading

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The Roots Must Lead

The roots must lead us further down; it does no good to taste the fruit unless we first have knelt in shadows there among the rotting leaves. The kneeling first, and then the crawl along the coursing, mottled bark that … Continue reading

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Let Those Who Would Reform

Let those who would reform the world desist their feeble mewlings at the citadel that those they choose to fight built to resist more legions than the gods themselves could quell. Let others beat to useless, bloody shreds their fist-clenched … Continue reading

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New Year’s Eve 2004

I may resolve to change my ways this year, exchange old habits for ones I’ve not tried. But there’s no point in much of that, I fear, for one’s true nature cannot be denied. Perhaps I’ll vow to focus more … Continue reading

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Don’t Believe the Hype

The world is suffering and pain or so the Buddhists say but with control of mind and flesh for some, it goes away Not for the tree, or rock or mouse does this travail desist; nay, ’tis for man, and … Continue reading

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