Saturday, July 13, 2013

What a Blackman’s Life is worth in 2010

years ago i wrote this out of mourning for Oscar Grant and disdain of the justice system

today I repost out of mourning for Travon Martin and disdain of the justice system

 

 

 

What is it worth?

A fraction of yours

 

The law reminded us that

 

JUSTICE IS NOT SERVED.

 

Power remains with the few

The many remain oppressed.

 

When injustice is weighed and dealt out

the people have the right to tip the balance.

 

When

 

FAIR

 

is taken from those that deserve it

 

They have the

 

RIGHT

 

to take it back.

 

What is it worth?

A fraction of yours.

 

A bit more than the dirt on the floor

But

Far less than that of a dog

 

That is what they told my:

 

Nephew

Cousin

Brother

Son

Uncle

Co-worker

Classmate

Husband

Father

ME

 

what my life was worth.

 

© Christopher F. Brown 2010

Saturday, July 6, 2013

Steampunk Parable

The hardships of this world

This dimension with men made of straw and red fish

never to swim anywhere

 

When a person speaks from their soul

lives from their heart

they are surely practitioners of deceit   

 

Where competition

is thee way

Where cooperation

is thee theory

 

One

normally finds out / expresses their

 

TRUTH

 

in fits of:

rage

intoxication

or in some other claimed state of altered being

 

One

claims not to be their normality / inner expression of their

 

. . .

 

Ist’s can hide their ism’s in the many layers of a joke

bastardizing the divine gift of laughter

 

Knowledge and Wisdom are disregarded

Neither are profitable

 

A once sound and true

but young

science of the mind

was called a lie

was replaced with a pill

which became very profitable

 

Irony became strong in this realm

 

In some

more than most

the very aliment that the pill is meant to

fight against

often makes worse

 

In some

more than most

the very pill will began a flanking assault

on the very taker of the pill

wreaking havoc upon them far worse than the ailment itself

including

but not limited to

 

. . .

 

In this dimension

this world of improper role models pulling wagons filled with loud bands

passing out poison water from ancient wells

 

People have come to the realization that we are animal

yet

can not fathom their very own humanity

 

A cosmic 12 year old we are

 

aged enough to have a concept of

just right

just wrong

 

aged enough to have a concept of

oneness

self

other

collective

individual

 

aged enough to be ready to embark

onto the next stage of remarkable growth

 

yet

 

young enough to hold onto

greed

separation

power

material

 

In this dimension

this world of misleading ambiguity and prejudicial euphemisms

the occupying beings use their opulent creativity

their fantastic fortitude

to construct

hate and fear

forcing hurt upon eachother

then forgetting said hurt ever happen

forgetting what has separated them from the other animals

fully displaying the juxtaposition of their

mental

emotional

spiritual

collective

selves

 

when the natural response of pity has been summoned

the beings of this world have trained themselves to view pity as a negative

the beings of this realm have taught themselves that

they are nothing more than animal

only the strongest animal survives

the weakest animal must be shown no pity

the weakest animal must be given no help

for the sake of all of the animal that is human

 

The beings of this realm teach themselves

pity

is

pitiful

 

In this dimension

this world where reason says that circles can have a point and slopes can be generalized and questions are often not hasty and contradictions are often very loaded

 

One

has the freedom to choose

but often

 

The Majority

attempts to control said choice

 

What was once so simple

as asking for

 

IT

 

so simple

as speaking

 

IT

 

and

 

IT

 

would

 

BE

 

Collectively we are still a bit

irrational

a mark of youth

maybe a foreshadow of foolishness

 

we know better

but

we do not chose better

we do not do better

 

In order to be considered

normal

functional

members of the collective species

we have to operate in a manner

handed down to us by collective constructs

long dead

long forgotten

 

that today

are unnatural with the ways of living in the current age

that today

are dysfunctional with the ways of living in the current age

that today

are without reason with the ways of living in the current age

 

In this dimension

this world where the beings have made themselves to be strangers to their:

soul

flesh

planet

self

one another

 

They sit in a place of cosmically perpetual pubescence

hungrily desiring

 

LOVE

 

but

collectively having no concept

collectively have no experience

 

some even question    

 

“is this

intangible

noncorporeal  

entity

feeling

emotion

construct

concept even real?”

 

What a cleaver and lonely child we are.

 

© Christopher F. Brown 2013  

 

Wednesday, July 3, 2013

Your Oppression Is Not Welcome Here

We hold these words that were first hypocritical

these ideas that were first rebellious and treasonous

to be so

 

fundamentally

self-evidently

basically

 

true

 

children have to teach them to adults

yet

they that call themselves adult still

have to fathom something so natural

it needs no thought

 

All people are people

All things on Earth are Earthlings

 

Whatever differences there are

were not meant to divide

they were meant to support

 

Life on Earth

 

There is no country

There is no state

There is only the truth of you

There is only the freedom of self

 

The only boundary

The only border

is made of

mountain

ice

sand

imagination

 

 

Do not entertain ignorance so basic Children wont tolerate

Do not entertain ignorance so basic adults have to use force

Do not give weight to something so meaningless it gives heaviness to your heart

 

Let those that wish to wallow in the muck and mud of designer shallow do so

 

Do not negotiate with your freedoms

 

those that are real

are truths

those that are real

are not negotiable

 

Free to be is just that

 

any infringement on a self’s freedom

is an intrusion upon the self

 

any opposition to the position of expression is

an abomination

 

Freedom is non-negotiable

 

© Christopher F. Brown 2013

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