You can’t share your delusion and expect me to believe

You can’t share your delusion and expect me to believe

Empirical observation and reasoning in logic are our only tools

A subjective reality cannot be verified

It is only in our misuse of them that turns us into fools

History has always shown us

We set ourselves up for failure if we make supreme the humanist laws

The temptation of human reasoning

Places us as gods and this is the original flaw

The summit of our failure

The deepest reflection gives the epiphany to atone

The argument of the Christian faith

How many have been persecuted alone?

My middle name is Christian

And so is my faith

Not yet a grain of mustard seed

Maybe closer to about one-eighth

We live in a chaotic world

Delusional people populate society

That’s what drew me to psychology

That’s what drew me to philosophy

I must declare I am a pragmatist

Critical thinking and common sense will defuse

The illogical and prejudicial fallacies

Realities of outright distortion and abuse

DCG

I’d love to change the world / Alvin Lee / Ten Years After / 1971

What would you embrace?

I’d rather see wonder

Than a bully on the street

I’d rather stand up to tyranny

Than to bow and kneel at their feet

How we choose

How we live

What we take

And what we give

We are agents of our decisions

In our mind/body vessel we navigate

How shall we proceed?

What shall be our fate?

What gives meaning to our values?

They are tested over time

When we have no answers

Where do we turn for a sign?

Ask an elderly person in hospice

Ask a cancer patient in stage four

What would you have done differently?

What would you have payed attention to more?

When we face our mortality

The men of God

The men of war

What would you embrace?

What would you deplore?

DCG

Not unlike a Salvador Dali

Ask any Olympic athelete

They compete against their personal best

Seeking conquest of there own achievements

Done on their own behest

In our conquest of our own ethical behavior

Countless factors make up this equation

The wisdom in aggregate from past encounters

May often help us on occasion

The problem with self- improvement

The reflection in the mirror is tainted

Not unlike a Salvador Dali

The surreal reality that is painted

It takes skill and clear perspective

To acquire moral character

If blessed with a loving upbringing

You benefit as a blessed inheritor

Some will never ask the questions

Some will never answer the call

Treading water in the pool of humanity

The vast majority will sink in the squall

DCG

Care to make a wager?

Care to make a wager?

Anyway the wind blows

With no ties to the ground

That where your destiny goes

If you do something wrong

You can make it right

Better to be honest with yourself

Don’t give up the fight

Just when you think you are close

So close to reaching a goal

Life throws a curve ball

An unexpected variable takes its toll

Catalyst of change…self-indignation

Finding a better way

Learning a new method

Sick of having the same old day

We are creatures of habit

Problems in our conditioning are evidential

An alchemy in our behavior

That is truly consequential

DCG

It is only I who must live in my skin

So many people

Go along to get along

Do they understand the implication?

Do they have a sense of wrong?

The social dynamic

Dead poets society

The boys walking in a circle

The axiom of propriety

If you are raised by the morally impoverished

And you see this first hand

You may question the world around you

To help you understand

Not all searches

Will provide the answers you seek

Yet only the prudent

Will provide the best critique

The complexities of human relationships

One ethic may not fit all

Only the deepest thinkers

Are likely to make this call

My individual journey

Is a personal relationship within

Tested relentlessly throughput my life

It is only I who must live in my skin

DCG

The many ways we lie

Confabulation, miscalculation

In deceit we deceive

In the confidence man’s scheme

If gullible we believe

Distraction, retraction, hyperbole, guile

Dishonesty, distortion, evasion in exile

Falsehood, fiction, falsify, fib

Fraudulence, forgery, fabrication, fake

Just how many lies in this life will we make?

The many ways we lie

Countless exchanges

How many of us?

Should make some changes?

DCG

Opportunity is not hard to find

Send me an angel

I need some help to look over me

I’m weary and I’ve lost my way

I seek liberation lord set me free

My attachment is my bondage

My mind both troubled and conflicted

This might explain why

My better senses are evicted

This battle goes on inside me

Opposing forces will collide

Which force will I follow?

Which force will I hide?

The reason for a prayer

I just don’t have it all figured out

And even if I think I did

Am I certain I am free from any doubt?

I sometimes ask of the world

To give me a ray of hope

Opportunity is not hard to find

If I simply narrow my scope

DCG

The curious mind turns inward

This can get complicated

In case study after case study I find

The intellectual and the emotional

In the aggregate are not well defined

That is to say

Cognitive ability

Does not ensure

Emotional stability

Though the two are entangled

Beyond most peoples awareness

Easier to see in others

Because this does not usually scare us

Are we so keen?

As to diagnose another?

Or is this just a pretense?

To place yourself above your brother?

The curious mind turns inward

Attempt to use introspection as a tool

But only the best of us

Will not become the fool

Self discovery is vital

For every human being

But it usually takes others

To guide through the unforeseen

DCG

I say this all with sincerity

A narcissist with an inferiority complex

It is a horrific thing being in between

A non-empathetic father

With a low self-esteem

Any one who grew up in this family

I share your pain

I’ve spent the better part of five decades

Searching for answers to keep me sane

Don’t get me wrong

I’ve had a good life

But nobody should have to endure

Such an existential strife

Sometimes I’m haunted by my dreams

But I do not claim to be a victim

I’ve educated myself

And this is my dictum

Make good memories

To replace the ones that harm

Over time these new ones

Will be a healing charm

Maybe this is a poem

Maybe this is my therapy

Maybe this will help others

I say this all with sincerity

DCG