Friday, December 23, 2011

...Pride, Or Disgrace...

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The tiniest voice from the farthermost place... not heardis a whisper, a murmur—a trace.  Persons "more worthy" turn ears to scant source, then choose to ignore the more sensible intercourse.
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This commands an attention from me, if NOT you! There is LIFE, not from here (?), and that's VALUABLE news! Though we hear it the least, and then not from the fringe; it's besotted and drunken with rancor, my friend.
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These facile elitists use made-pompous science to counter opposing progressive alliance, so prosecute error—"They" are here and not there ... begins the prerequisite to becoming aware!
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We open our minds—*supposition*—it's true! We embolden ourselves with conjecturing views!  We'll open our eyes, and take stock when we dare; it's better we know; and it's better "they're" there!
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How is it better?  What is our end?  Where is the profit contending with "them"?
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Well, forgetting enlightenment, advancement is there, there's fellowship proffered in which we might share! Fact! Mere "presence" alone would provoke our alliance! It'd thrust us to SPACE in a new self-reliance!
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...So, we'd clean up our act, and then do the smart thing; no longer "apart," we would CARE what "they" think!  "Unmasked" and "exposed" or no longer "alone" we'd tend to the circumspect —change errant tone!
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Moslem, Christian, Hindu, and Jew could link up their arms and then clean up their views! Gone—the errant derision for women and gays, we find that they're "human," more "us"—friend—than "they"!
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...The tragedy's that, message sent... it's unheard! It takes a refinement, we lack, to concur. We find we cannot... trust the word the few... who say they're working, but lie to us too!
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We can't know, you and I, still, perform all the work. Perception is worthless... we're less than alert! We are disrespected, denied "right to know..." what's existed in ink as evolved from dead stone!
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...Then consider our "lives"! ...one without the old limits! We *REJOICE*! We're released! We're rewarded and with-it!
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We're STRENGTHENED to find out that we're not alone! Our metal is tested. We're NOT driven prone!
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We'd fly to the moons and the asteroid belts! We would "soar" and we'd "cleave" and we'd ring cosmic bells!
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We'll laugh, and we'll sing; we'll depend on ourselves. We'll find new realities: a robust new health! ...And the tone could be sweet and so pure, grand, and strong... now hollow, so empty ... and futile! So, wrong!
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A challenge from "voices" off-planet in space? That dearth of a whisper reveals a blank face?
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Friends, it's all up to us, and the actions we take! Are we talented humans, or talent-less fakes?
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We have the accouterments; we have what's been needed! Yet we waste potential, and stay so conceited?!
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Will we cop to the end of our terrible loneliness; will we wrest from our fear what it takes and withholds from us?
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Oh, what will become of our sad little race! What is our future? Is it pride, or disgrace?
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Or worse? Futility... My intuition is for optimism regarding a justified pride.  That's fact.

Restore John Ford!

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