words for today...

the breeding of war...

In all history
there is
no war
which was
not
hatched by
the governments,
the governments alone,
independent of the interests of the people,
to whom
war is always pernicious
even when successful.

the true peace...

The first peace, which is the most important,
is that which comes within the souls of people
when they realize their relationship,
their oneness,

with the universe and all its powers,

and when they realize that 

at the center of the universe 

dwells Wakan-Taka (the Great Spirit),
and that this center is really everywhere, 

it is within each of us.

This is the real peace, 

and the others are but reflections of this.
 

The second peace is that which is made between two individuals,
and the third is that which is made between two nations.

But above all you should understand 

that there can never be peace 

between nations until there is 

known that true peace,
which, as I have often said, 

is within the souls of men.

Black Elk

Oglala Sioux & Spiritual Leader

1863 - 1950

the arms of love...

4 am can’t even sleep
don’t even mention countin’ sheep
abc cbs cnn news makin’
earth shakin’ humanity quakin’
images of chaos words of death
lovin’s like scenes from macbeth
sun flarin’ thoughts blarin’
skies cryin’ babies dyin’
moon phasin’ souls crazin’
global warmin’ bees not swarmin’
axis shiftin’ ozone missin’
movement and chaos life in kiosks
ice caps meltin’ where’s the smelting
mud slidin’ critters hidin’
runnin’ rivers of somebody’s homes
mountains of debris cry and moan
hunger and thirst make animals new
with only medicine for a few
big ball’s axis way off kilter
water now all on filter
breathin’ poison eatin’ chemicals
only salvation crystal skulls      
dirty waters now a’ flood
filled with fishes crimson blood
mud slidin’ down the hills
just more folks gettin’ killed
big brother livin’ in all our homes
DNA done by phone
virtual livin’ no tactile givin’
communities neither heard or felt
all goin’ on in invisible belts
children raised in the streets
no happy memories for them to keep
electronic families all plugged in
now become our next of kin
digital this virtual that
whatever happened to a little chat
wars now seem ever’day norm
taking sons and daughters from the farm

threat of fire from the sky

with no one left for goodbye
nightmares screamed in black and white
dreamin’s rampant day and night
fatal flaws become animal claws
lions roar shore to shore
enemies within enemies without
bringin’ to their knees the most devout
cycles of consciousness
holy mother to confess
gods are feared
only hate seems near
thoughts transmit and transcend
warning all of the end
we think our thoughts and thoughts create
we design our own life’s fate
spirits take flight
nothin’ to fear nothin’ to fight

but then - then -
a flower blooms
and knows no doom
babies are born with a squeak and a smile
lettin’ us go another mile
a child gets fed and put to bed
nemo’s daddy searches for him
never mindin’ the tortuous swim
another day another way
brings a little hope
givin’ us light to better cope
lunar wings descend in the night
cradlin’ us soft in their cozy light
sister sun warms our days
wrappin’ us all in golden rays
a touch a glance
bodies meetin’ in the dance
it doesn’t take much it doesn’t take long
and life goes on
arms of beauty spreadin’ up and out
and love survives without a doubt

the soul of the fearless warrior...

the celts were
fearless warriors 
because they wish to inculcate 

this as one of their leading tenets, 

that souls

do not become 

extinct

but pass after death 

from one body to another...

and still...

The atom bombs are piling up in the factories,
the police are prowling through the cities,
the lies are streaming from the loudspeakers,
but the earth
is still going
round
the
sun.