gliding

gliding

Wednesday, July 13, 2016

Purified

the ocean never refuses the river
I am that river
seeking home
letting go of all
that does not grow corn
the silence speaks louder now
I am not alone
in the void a voice
breaks the silence
with a gentle snap
who is it?
is it a trap?
letting go of fear, of doubt
the river rushes on
into arms that don't judge
but don't choose sabotage
the river leaves the debris behind
merging not as one
but as one drop
purified

ready to take on
any petty tyrants
that spoil the party

life goes on
babies are born
cute little baby animals
ripped from limb to limb
such is the grim truth
of anything
angling away from love

Sunday, July 10, 2016

What is this debate about Maharishi

What is this debate about Maharishi?
So what if he slept with young women
He will give you nothing to swallow
God, guru, who cares
Why do you follow?
I bow down to no one
No deity bows down to me
I don't prescribe to their killing sprees
Strange fruit
Hanging from tree’s
A weakened society
Bloated with gods blood lust
duped with gods plea
fearful they will be punished
like animals in a pen
When they need us
More than we need them
Leaving when the going gets tough
Sucking the sadness through straws
Of smug trust
In humanities surrender
and then...
humanity
Finds its own victims
Feeding off the energy
Of suffering
Damn the gods
Damn the people
For making something
Out of nothing

They are no more divine than a ghost
no more cosmic than you or I
no more entitled or intended to run the universe
than any other gang of warlords might be
this debate about Maharishi
well, its just more gossip
to fill an empty day
as an empty cup
waits for tea

who gives a shit about the Maharishi