Saturday, March 31, 2012

I Can't Find It!

    As children, sometimes we give up...before we begin.  Instant mental depression when told to clean up our room! Six months of clothes , games, and candywrappers.  Old socks or new? Washed or clean? Do I have to smell'um?  Better to close the door and hide the mess.  We were overwhelmed.
    Rather than beginning to even challenge the convoluted quagmire that has tentacled itself around our beating hearts....we have given up.  The task seems overwhelming now, as we have rested on our laurels....or someone elses laurels...and allowed decades of garbage to pile up as we thoughtlessly gazed into fantasy's oblivion.
      How would you approach a seemingly overwhelming task today?  Would you attempt to feed off fantasy until your life's end? Or would you confront reality and pick it apart...piece by piece ...until you conquered it?  Would you, like a child, close the door...overwhelmed....and give up,  before you begin?
      There is a truth in the value of freedom. Truth finds a way of revealing itself. Somewhere....under the will be found by those who have taken on the task to uncover it.

Monday, March 19, 2012

Bound by Freedom

       In your elusive quest for freedom, have you become bound by the illusion. Are you freedom bound, or bound by freedom's illusion. What will you sacrifice to keep the dream alive? Will you cannibalize the reality to maintain the fantasy?
       Your dream is important! But do not make it a mere fantasy. While you wait, hope, and meander in the fantasy, reality is changing. Will you wake up?   ....or will you comatose, atrophy....surrender to being spoon fed.  Reality of oppression nears, as you acclimate and assimilate.....As you sleep to keep the dream slowly kill it with your complacency.
     Tasers, redlight cameras, patriot act, sopa.....pipa...the irs...trillion dollar federal budgets...pride in legislation....judgement before trial...the most incarcerated nation in the known universe.  Symptoms of an illness whose cure won't be found while quivering under the bedsheets.......