Blabberjam

It has always been there, in plain sight,
in the hiding place.
The painter painted it there,
in negative space.

I’m tired of all the anger.
It feels so inescapable.
All of you. Just you. Me.
Time seems so infinite
Between now and the manger.
Our gods appear quite incapable
Of taming the beast
That demands to be.

A Grey Knight’s Prayer

I can no longer endure this slow demise.
I can no longer defend the line.
I can no longer don the delusive disguise.
I can no longer proffer my time.
I grow weary. I am tired,
My shield is chipped and cracked,
My armor is weakened with rust.
Lead me beside the still water, my Lord.
Restore my soul before I am dust.

Gunners Lament

There’s a rider in the distance,
A silhouette in the sun.
On a pale horse he sits,
And tallies what I’ve done.
The horizon is in flames.
Time is melting down.
The others have all fled.
I stand here on my own.
Down to my last round.
Religion can not help me.
I must face my fate alone.
As the rider slowly approaches,
I am down to my last round.

Lazy Day

New Year Card…

Christmas Card

Love – Divine Love – is a gift from God.  It is the essence of God.  I find it ironic that the greatest gift from “above” seems to incessantly rise from the bottom up within the human experience more often than it flows from the top down.  We are born of the Light of Eternal Love; we must be taught rapacious behavior.

It defies spiritual gravity that those who have so much are able to give so little.  Now, I am not talking about the gravitational pull of bills and coins, rather, Love.  While it is true that wealthy  philanthropists give funds to help those in need, it is not  likely that it is done out of the shear goodness of their heart. Perhaps they are motivated by tax exemptions, egotistical expressions of how good they will appear to be, or guilt, but if they really cared they would probably not be so wealthy in the first place. Accumulation of wealth is more often achieved by windfall luck, inheritance, or aggressive, avaricious business techniques. Love has little or nothing to do with financial gain.  It would be “easier for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle…”.

If the opulent understood Love – genuine Love, not lust – then it is likely that they would have been more compassionate on their way up, and consequently not have escalated so far.  I suppose that it is easier to climb to pecuniary heights if one does not help others on the way. To share and share alike takes time and becomes cumbersome and heavy.  Those ahead in the climb are rarely willing to give one a hand if they perceive to be weighted down by compassion toward others. A monetary hierarchy cannot exist without it’s various levels.  This is an ageless human characteristic that seems embedded in our genomes, and not likely to change.  Not until we elevate Love above the status of money.

“You cannot serve God and mammon.”

M