Media Puppets


Look who’s talking

I heard it on the news today
Geraldo Rivera the talking head

“OJ’s on parole” the newscasters say

Henley’s dirty laundry

More relevant even now

Everything has spin

False stories more than logic will allow

Is there any ethics in media?

Are these truly impoverished minds?

Telling us what to think?

Do they really inform us or do they keep us behind the blinds?

The failure to report

The people behind the scenes

The real crime of broadcasting

Tell us ohh journalists-tell us by all means

Show us the curtain

Show us the Wizard of Oz

Reject the current media puppets

Who tried to sell you the ” Santa Claus ”

Hold them accountable

Spotlight these egregious tube-heads who say

John Q. Public is not smart enough

From the begining to the end of the day


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The Dawn of Humanity’s Twilight

City is burning

Embers fall throughout the night

Burnt ashes of a homestead

Human flesh fertilizes soil after it sails through the air on its flight

Who has the authority?

Who has the right?

Machiavelli in The Prince

Endorsed it from his sight

The imposition of law

Governance to make things right

Can still manipulate the laws

And still make us fight

As in a society

A military uses its might

So does a single person

wronging another out of spite

An eye for an eye

The two wrongs that don’t make a right

Only love can conquer the world

Not a soldier and his smite

Whosoever dwelith in this world

Look back and use your hindsight

If we continue on this path

Till be the dawn of humanity’s twilight


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The Axiom of Trust

The first principles

 

The most important dynamic in a relationship is trust

The most important way to convene a mutual trust is by communication

Our skill level is important in our effectiveness, and our affectivity in communication

Our integrity about our self-assessment is also crucial in the communication equation


Distillation 𝟷


Do we sacrifice our values for security?

We painfully drift through the day with hope we may have miscalculated but still we wait

Part of our intellect rejects our suspicions

Part of our intellect has faith in the glass half-full

But still we tread upon the uneven grounding in doubt

Wobbling around the cliff on a bluff of loose soil and gravel

The axiom of trust is arguably learned through trials of error

Persons with good role models stand to do better than most

The final challenge is dealing with ourselves

Have we mistaken ourselves for something we are not?

The delusion-fueled pride that is easier to see in somebody else is clear, yet we fail to see it in ourselves which can lead to a lifelong challenge for us

If we are not ourselves, than are we just a ghost of a persona we impersonate?

If we are not honest authentic beings, are we but hollow shells of an adopted person-hood?

The beginning point of meeting anyone worth befriending is someone whom will be themselves

This is not to criticize influences and artistic expression that emulates others

This is an honest expression of yourself as you relate to the world without the contrived and conscripted persona’s we sometimes use for some comedic value per se

We are agency’s of expression and not necessarily artists of expression


Distillation 𝟸


An intellectual and emotional war engaging

Two factions of a mind under assault

A minuscule war that devotes much of our sub-conscious psyche

Leaving only the residue of a parched intellect

Like pages turn yellow in the sun

Only the educated

Only the ethical

Only the duplicitous really know

The tricks to deal a narrative

Is it a straight tunnel, or one that is daft?

Do I believe myself?

Am I on the right track?

Talk yourself into a corner?

Talk yourself into the light?

All roads lead to where you are!


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Be You a Captain of Industry


So you’re a man of letters

An alphabet soup after your last name

Sitting in an ivory tower

Moralizing putting other people to shame

Who gave you this moral turpitude?

You sold out your fellow-man

You prostituted your values

Ironically you don’t even understand

Education was the first

That Carnegie and Rockefeller attacked

They infiltrated the system

A globalist idea that was hatched

The “oilagarcy” revised American history

Their puppet board of directors influenced the change

The U.S. Literacy rate now at fourteen percent from the nearly one hundred percent that was exchanged

Those who conspire against us

Are soul-less creatures of greed

To them we mean absolutely nothing

But only profits of the consumeristic creed

So you have a taste of the honey

Without the sting of the bee

Act like the pharaohs of Egypt

Act like modern-day royalty

Be you a captain of industry

Be you a man of the field

Your position doesn’t make you special

Nor how much you make from the yield

No matter how much money you made

If you stand against humanity

Your deeds do not go unnoticed

With all of the suffering and misery

Tesla would have freed us all

Not dependent on energy

JP Morgan the financier killed Wardenclyffe tower

And made his technology disappear

If you measure your life by your money

You are bound to a system of debt

If you measure your life by helping others

There may be hope for you yet


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Echoes from the Past


Discounted

Ashamed

The words you say to me

Direct anger and blame

How did we get here

An echo from the past

A culture of damaged ego’s

An echo that still lasts

Why does this pain attach itself

In a developmental chain

One that binds us to miscommunication

Leaving an indelible stain

What is most disturbing

In the miscommuniqué

The fact we do not see this

The emotional transactions that we pay

Take away the preconception

Take away the defensive beliefs

Listen openly together

Diminish much of the grief

Have I lost all credibility?

Have I no valid point to make?

How do we break this cycle?

What is the cost it will take?

Blood is thicker than water

But in a tide of fallen tears

A diluted pool of sorrow

Separates those close to us who are near

A memory can bind us together

A memory can also enslave

How do we heal from the past

Must see the true forms outside of Plato’s cave

Pull back from the platitudes

This plants a harmful seed

Take ego out of the equation

Maybe then we can proceed

Begin in the middle

Use the golden mean

Train ourselves to forgive

In what cannot be foreseen


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The Tenet that Compels


She said thank you with her smile

She said thank you with her eyes

We are best served with a generous grace

So it’s said amongst the wise

Luke 6:31

Make us think beyond ourselves

The ones that appreciate

The tenet that compels

He that’s selective in the judgements that he makes

May fail to see the good in others

And in the worst case scenario

Will cast out against his brothers

If you look for the faults of people

You will surely find many to note

Surely the lessons of life will tell

This wasted time we devote

I ask myself a question

I often beg to differ

Why we subvert our values

A disguise on what we bicker

The popular and the fashionable

Are not what should be sought

Forever do we tally

For what is and for what is not

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Turn your Back on the World


Name caller

Doubt caster

The things you claim to see

Are you pointing to something about yourself?

Or are you pointing the finger at me?

Don’t let your anger control you

Nor let the bitterness sink in

A life is not defined in a momentary glance

It’s what’s on the inside

It’s how we use what’s within

Turn up the heat

Put my feet to the fire

Are you the authority

To place your moral grounding higher?

Turn around

And look at today

What was it for you

That made your fear and anger stay?

Was it in your past?

Spark a memory of defeat?

Turn your back on the world?

Hide behind the face of deceit?

How is it we fall?

The heart captured, sour and depleat

Are you getting any better?

Does it make your life complete?

The older I get

The less I know, the more I see

One idea comes to mind

I once thought other people thought like me

It’s attachment of negativity

The emotional articulation of pain

Results in the dimming of perception

The reflection of light in a mind that wanes

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A Foundation for the Subdued: An Ethics Fable

Honesty

A hard notion to share

When you look at yourself

Even harder to square

When we have skill to discern others

We become adept when we look about

The trouble with this activity

When we peer within ourselves we tend to hideout

The fear of rejection

The worry of disquietude

The dismay of our failures

A foundation for the subdued

Clever is the Captain

Take the helm and lead

Using the Sextant to navigate

Never inclined to secede

The problems of holding back

We impede a possible instruction

Without others as an audience

We avoid finding any obstruction

The temerity of our influence

Upon the golden mean we impose

Whereupon lies the answer

In the delivery of what we chose

Break not away from truthfulness

Cast not your pearls before swine

But to this I will implore you

Be honest and draw a straight line

 


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Whom Among Us

It’s pretty tricky

This life that I lead

Haunted by the memories

Unforgiven for past misdeeds

I think it’s safe to assert

I am not alone

The honest disenchanted

And those who must atone

The mind will resist

All the internal pain

Faulty logic diverts from guilt

Faulty logic diverts from shame

The intolerable truth

That some may make claim

The sociopathic’s proclivity

On the affected one’s disdain

To face the world again

The twelve steps you take

Only save a few

From their self-imposed heartache

The fact to consider

The fact we can take away

The challenge for every heart to give of itself

And forgive each other st the end of the day

The complexity in life

Often exposes us to threats

Some we escape from

Some we may have regrets

Learning by trial and error

Mistakes will be made

Some sorrows will accumulate

Some sorrows will fade

Before you cast your judgements

And all witness accounts are in

Whom among us will forgive?

Whom among us will begin?


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At the End of the Day

So you think you’ve got it all figured out

You’ve taken all the classes

You’ve read all the books

Where does it leave you at the end of the day?

When your friends stop listening?

Are you angry? Were you led astray?

Why do you invest in this energy?

Are your neighbors alienated?

Are your children convinced?

Are their egos deflated and their transgressions rinsed?

Think you have the high moral ground?

Think you have the better view?

Better think again

There is always something new

The minute you think you have it right

The second you believe it’s true

Somebody else will break it up

Someone else will find some fault in you

God knows we try

God knows we want what’s right

God help us

Prideful children running blindly into the night

Don’t tread on me

Don’t make me concede

Don’t make me obey

Don’t make me Plead

I’m independent

Not into the group think

I think for myself

Am I on the brink?

So you think you’ve got it all figured out

You’ve taken all the classes

You’ve read all the books

Where does it leave you at the end of the day?

When your friends stop listening?

Are you angry? Were you led astray?

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