Politics

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Politics will dry you up.
Fast. Just like college
debt and a bad marriage.
And if you invest too much
into it, emotionally,
it’ll drive you to madness
or heart disease or even worse,
bitterness,
very quickly.

You’ll fall into the sludge
of self-righteousness. You’ll
start regurgitating nonsensical
slogans from the party you
associate with. And even worse,
it’ll put you at odds with your
fellow man,
which,
of course,
is the ultimate goal
of politics
in the first place. Continue reading

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Don’t Be Like Them

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Don’t be like them. They want you in the ranks,
the mob — the clan of dullards who want you
to live according their stifling ideals.

They want you brain dead and
soul dead like them. They want
you to work the 9-5. They want
you in a cubicle. They want you
to be a sitcom watcher. They want
you to pledge to their flags and
worship their gods. They want you
take a side. They want you to settle
with their politics and vote for
their two-faced leaders.

They need to be led
because they’re too weak
to lead themselves. Continue reading

The Chains they Crave

Their opinions are frail
but they hold to them vigorously

Their arguments are predictable
but they think they’re on to something

They never consider the unintended
consequence of their opinions

They just react as if their opinions
hold the answer

They just preach as if they’ve
found the remedy

They’re not interested in questioning
their own opinions

They’re not interested in consulting history
to assess what they believe

They watch the news like it’s telling
them something useful

They don’t know they’re
being fed rubbish

They don’t know they’re
being fooled into something

They cling to their politics
in times of dismay

They clamor for more laws
thinking that’s the way

They look to politicians to save
them from the day

Poor slaves

They know not the chains
they crave

Along the Western Front

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Christmas Eve, 103 years ago tonight,
the world burns burns burns like
the furnace it is, but a hard freeze
sets in after an agonizing week
of wind & rain 
along the Western Front.

Tired and ragged soldiers on both sides
of a senseless, brutal war
emerge, with hands up,
from the trenches
harmonizing Silent Night
in unison
as the snow begins to fall.

For just a few hours, these war-torn
adversaries come together
as allies, as friends, as brothers.

They defy the rules of war,
ignore commands from generals
and politicians, and chisel out
their own peace. A peace not granted
by their masters. Two enemies, together,
under a bleak sky in fields of blood and bones,
laugh and sip whiskey and smoke cigars,
while sharing gifts as the grey dawn
gives way to the bloodshed again.

But for one night, just one night, these
young soldiers escaped the cage of honor,
the hell of their undoing, and lowered
their guns, and their goddamn flags
and found brotherhood through truce.

Let every night be Christmas Eve night,
1914, along the Western Front.

 

23 Brilliant Mark Twain Quotes on his Birthday

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William Faulkner christened Mark Twain, “The Father of American Literature.”

The great Hemingway claimed that “all modern American literature comes from one book by Mark Twain called Huckleberry Finn. American writing comes from that. There was nothing before. There has been nothing as good since.”

America’s finest writer was born on this day 182 years ago. So it’s fitting to bring to light 23 of Mark Twain’s many brilliant quotes that show us his unrivaled witticism and piercing insights on human nature. Continue reading

Tragedy of Man

The most dangerous thing
to any society is a man
brimming with emptiness.
And it’s rampant, man,
you see it everywhere.
Empty men, too comfortable,
too stagnant, drive gone.
Unable to create, unable to
grow, these men lose the guts
to command their own lives.

They become resentful
and fall deeply into a
vicious type of despair.

I think we’ve all been there
a time or two but this particular
man gets stuck in it. He gives up
wanting and feeling, thinks it’s
all futile. His boredom eventually
yields to a fetish to destroy all
life around him, including his own.

Mass shootings, murder-suicides,
and snuggling up to warped ideologies
divulge
the sad finale
to all these men’s
sick stories.

Sainthood & Outlaws

 

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Socrates was sentenced to drink the hemlock
for corrupting the youth. Jesus was crucified
for rebelling against the Roman Empire. Joan of
Arc was burned at the stake for heresy. It’s pretty
clear to see that sainthood is often born of rebellion.
It’s usually the outlaws of a society, those most hated
while alive, who live forever in the hearts of mankind.