CIII
For
those few moments of pleasure,
So much
potential grief in the offing.
* * * *
Is
truth of it really so difficult to see?
* * * *
Who
knows but what it seems
To
perception’s haphazard trail?
* * * *
Give
the body plenty of air.
* * * *
Humanity’s
incessant inhumanity
Is ever
a source of numbing wonder.
* * * *
Indifference.
* * * *
Our
desire for fame, fortune and power
Is the
desire for a security, an immortality
Which
cannot stand but through imagination.
* * * *
There
is no way the human species
Will
ever totally agree on anything.
* * * *
Rather
fascinating how so many
Attempt
to persuade and convince,
Even
coerce others to see it their way.
* * * *
What
better enslavement than voluntary?
* * * *
Little
girls are not necessarily sugar and spice,
Nor are
little boys always snails and puppy-dog tails.
* * * *
Harvest
some peace in your soul.
* * * *
Fairness
and accountability
Wander
a two-way street.
* * * *
Will
the herd ever learn?
* * * *
Dear
God, please feel free
To rapture
your Christians ASAP.
We are
weary of their tedious ignorance.
* * * *
How
tiring so many personalities become.
* * * *
Find
that place where time has never trod.
* * * *
Selective
memory is what it’s all about.
* * * *
The
countless faces of personality
Are the
contortions of time’s wind.
* * * *
It is
you own observation
Which
really settles the way.
* * * *
Anyone
who cannot clearly see
What we
have done with our irresponsible,
Pathetically
ignorant chemical play
Is
beyond mere denial.
* * * *
This
witness you cannot
See,
taste, touch, hear or smell,
That
which cannot be sensed in any way,
It is
that I am you truly are.
* * * *
Do not
let society’s whims hold you hostage.
* * * *
How
much easier to attend a breath you enjoy.
* * * *
Turn
into the moment.
* * * *
You
haven’t got the time.
* * * *
There
appear to be many levels of introspection,
But
really there is only one infinity to realize.
* * * *
Fate is
a rather strange illusion.
* * * *
Take
stock in your life occasionally.
See how
insignificant the past becomes
As your
travels spin into eternity.
* * * *
Take
ownership of whatever you do.
* * * *
Who
doubts?
* * * *
The
universe ticks eternally on.
* * * *
It’s
all about process.
Goals
are vain notions.
* * * *
Too
many problems in our own backyard
To
blast off into the final frontier.
* * * *
Allow
your own experience
To
unleash your intuitive wisdom.
* * * *
A work
of fiction.
* * * *
Reject
the notion that upward mobility is everything.
* * * *
Humanity
has won many a battle
With
nature’s many creatures great and small,
Yet
this crusade we wage is far from over.
The
Great Mother has unseen tricks
For
which there will be no cure
But our
own mortal demise.
* * * *
Life rarely
hosts a pretty ending.
* * * *
All the
waves so different,
The
same weaver crashes all.
* * * *
A quiet
feast by most standards.
* * * *
Why
would it be up to anyone else?
* * * *
Close
your eyes with your hand in front of your face.
What is
the relationship with that nebula so distant?
* * * *
Setting
limits is okay.
* * * *
Peace
is a statement of sums.
* * * *
Your
are in the world, but are you of it?
* * * *
Who
ever came up with the idea
That
god was compassionate?
* * * *
If
science says it can’t be measured, it doesn’t exist.
Exactly.
* * * *
Save
the last bullet for yourself.
* * * *
You can
only be responsible for so much.
* * * *
How
often moral indignation
Is
merely a blustery smokescreen
For
even more outrageous acts.
* * * *
You
know how long that’ll last.
* * * *
How
often it seems you know more
What it
is you don’t want.
* * * *
I
really, really, really enjoyed your ad,
But I’m
still not going to buy
Your
bullshit product
(Even
it I did have the money).
* * * *
All
that really matters in life is that you are
For as
long as the container allows.
* * * *
No
claims are laid upon you.
These
are only a plethora of words
Which
you will use as all words are used,
By the
limits of your imagination.
* * * *
Of the
human species,
It can
be asserted without much argument,
That
most have rubber necks.
* * * *
It’s
all guts and glory till you’re dead.
* * * *
Are you
really any different?
* * * *
The
breath is the way to both heaven and hell.
* * * *
Is evil
what you don’t like,
Or what
I don’t like?
* * * *
Don’t
pay so much attention to your thoughts.
* * * *
Remember
when you didn’t know so much?
* * * *
As soon
as someone brings “God” into the picture,
Everyone’s
tip-toeing around a new level of bullshit.
* * * *
Clothes
may dress the man,
But
they do not make him.
* * * *
Why is
it so easy to laugh
At
another’s misfortune?
* * * *
Commandments
are not easy to follow,
Nor is
wisdom easy to practice.
Obligation
is a challenge
For any
human being
* * * *
Hmmm....That
wouldn’t be so bad.
* * * *
Don’t
forget to remember how silly it all is.
* * * *
Just
another measurement thing.
* * * *
Is
there anything without irony?
* * * *
Tales
of another artificial experience.
Just
another human being
Lacking
human potential.
* * * *
Wallow
in bliss like a pig is slop.
* * * *
What
you don’t know about,
You
cannot miss.
* * * *
Toys
define us.
* * * *
May as
well happen sooner or later
Because
later ain’t gonna be round forever.
* * * *
So
shoot me.
* * * *
Time
changes so as it wears us down.
* * * *
Justice
is a nice idea.
* * * *
History’s
full of rocks.
* * * *
Integration
now.
* * * *
Be as
unconcerned about this moment
As you
will be its memory.
* * * *
Not for
all and all for naught.
* * * *
The
details of your life are evaporating.
* * * *
Just a
drop of Soul.
* * * *
Tit for
tat and tat for tit.
* * * *
Welcome
to Michael’s world.
* * * *
The
savage garden
Will
never submit
To the
will of man.
* * * *
Everybody’s
playing god in a different way.
* * * *
Prayer
is just a feeble excuse to babble to yourself.
Like,
why do you need an excuse to pray, man?
* * * *
The
trick is to remember to laugh at it all?
* * * *
Facades
are the walls of illusion.
* * * *
Hell
for some is nothing.
For
others it is everything.
* * * *
Tears
for all our memories.
* * * *
It’s
all so much more simple
Than
most would like to believe.
* * * *
Hope is
just another four-letter word.
* * * *
Big
problems usually start small
* * * *
How
ridiculous popularity polls.
Who
cares what anyone thinks
Of the
decisions you choose?
* * * *
Thought
crawls around the mind
Like a
monkey in a cage.
* * * *
Be
grateful for people who teach you not to wait.
* * * *
Once a
decision is made,
The
pain of indecision seeps away.
* * * *
Pass along
what crumbs you will.
* * * *
When
you see, you detach.
* * * *
Method
is as method does.
* * * *
What do
we leave the children yet to come?
* * * *
What is
this thought that suffers so?
* * * *
Release
into the unknown
* * * *
Harmless
is as harmless does.
* * * *
Our
invention is just that.
* * * *
You are
attached to the nervous system.
* * * *
Is
reality much different
Than a
television show
Without
a laugh track?
* * * *
Let’s
face it.
This
isn’t what most people want to hear.
* * * *
Bother
me, boy, and either I walk away,
Beat
the tar out of ya, or dust ya proper.
* * * *
Mind is
methodical.
Reality
is chaotic.
Both
the same.
* * * *
Maya is
a holograph
Printed
of a sensory mind.
Gaze
into the picture
And you
will see.
* * * *
Down to
the core of DNA, we are pattern.
* * * *
Where
were you?
Where
are you?
* * * *
Mass
hysteria is for the masses.
* * * *
We are
all elite in our own way.
* * * *
Who is
not self-conscious in a crowd?
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The
Stillness Before Time (Compendium)
©
Michael J. Holshouser 2009
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