Category Archives: self-realization

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Hoarding

Me, me, me!

A contemporary slogan.

The subconscious, ‘very consciously’ ordering to hoard:

as much as we can,

as often too,

even forecasting the requirement of such self-benefiting actions

and somehow making everything right to achieve such,

ruthlessly adamant in its resolve.

Just look around.

Yeah, me too, also hoarding.

Why?

Is it for security and survival? Is it out of fear? Is out of hedonism?

Manic hoarding? Creative hoarding? Instinctual hoarding? … ???

Hoarding is a ‘feasting’ while the possibility exists, regardless (most are unaware of any impact during the quixotic rush) as long as the feast can continue.

It probably is a constitutional right too, wrapped into another layer of words for some clever jurist to unravel.

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Premise

That

  what you say you are
      you are not.

Now,

  go critique yourself.

(Find who you really are, and who you are not,

and be Criti Cally) 

 base it on That premise
         and not
on what you say you are.

Thought-stream turbulence ahead!

      It's like wearing a garment inside out, 
       for the utter change of it 
       and accompanying perspective and revelation. 
      You should never have to do it
       you should only want to do it.
      Have a look at the 'what' and 'who' now.

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~ Chill&engage

ronlandless entrance1

Haiko is in Magenta

Prelude and epilogue is in Black

 

Think about it. --- Life is not about chilling.
You can slow life to a chill

If you want

Otherwise, engage action
Write, compose, create, talk, jump, do, enjoy, live
Pleasure it.

If you burn it, life returns it

 

*Picture: Pvt collection: 
 Ron Landless' entrance gate, Landless Corner, Zambia
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of did and didn’t do

A few times he did
Many times he didn’t
He doesn’t know why
He had his cry

A grown-up kid
Oh Lord forbid
Still doing what he didn’t
and what he did

Reading this stirs me to choose
This is what I want to do:
Change my old pair of shoes!

Do better
and less of what doesn’t matter

Look ahead, ’cause looking back
always puts me off track

Express what I think
so it doesn’t make anyone flinch

Know you some more
Move on from before

Dance in your joy
Be your happy boy

Embrace your love
Treat you like a dove

Listen when you call
Stop playing only my ball

Understand your pain
Empathy doesn’t shame

Feel your need
and not misread

Explore your dreams
Bathe in your light beams

Unite against your fears
Pioneer your frontier

Join you in distress
Help clear away the mess

Be your other side
A backup on your ride

Return your touch
My senses never get too much

Explore your passion
Confession beneath layered fashion

Answer your questions
Provide some suggestions

Disperse your pain
like blades of a weathervane

Sing along your song
professing loud and strong

Taste your tears
The sweetest salt is here

Treasure your laugh
with full measures, not half

Smile when you smile
mile after mile

Take your hand
Together we stand

Hold you close
Let other’s say “look at those”

Watch you dance
Your movement is my trance

Kiss you to sleep
That’s so romantique

Scent your hair
Stoke this affair

Catch you looking at me
Crazy, like the sting from a fairy bee

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Rechtfertigung – Justification 

Sometimes thoughts use another language.
English translation is a few stanza's down.

Der Gräuel der Rechtfertigung
Wahnsinn und Unsinn
Unser Schweigen
 noch mehr Dunkelheit
 belastet mit Schuld

Ich bin dabei
 mit Augen nur, nicht mit Herz
Abscheuliches reißt an meiner Seele
 und doch stehe auch ich mitten drin

Ich schaue zu und baue Worte
Auf dem Grund fließt das Blut
Schreie wie damals
Die Schatten der Rache
Erbrechen von Säure und Hass
Gestern mit Messern
 und Schwertern und Gas,
 heute mit Kugeln
 und jetzt mach ich Dich tot!

Weg mit Euch allen!
 Unmenschlichkeit!
 Teufelsbrut!
Niemand ist Farbenblind
 und doch ist alles schwarz-weiß
Mein Gott sagt dies
 und meiner sagt das

Wenn Du, dann Ich auch
 wenn nicht, dann trotzdem
Vernichten, Alle und das System

Gelehrte Insassen
 reiche getrieben bei Macht,
 sie erobern uns
 wie das Vieh auf dem Weg zur Schlacht

Ich kämpfe zurück
Meine Stimme erbricht
Ein Leben, ein Wunsch,
 die Freiheit, ein Land

Ihr nehmt von mir
Aber ich habe doch nichts
Ich flehe
Besinnt Euch
Wacht auf
Meine Kugeln sind Tränen
Meine Bomben das Wort

Streck aus Deine Hand
Lass fallen die Axt
Es geht um die Menschheit
— nicht Gott, Ihr tapferen Krieger
 und nicht um den eigenen Akt

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The disgrace of justification
Insanity and nonsense
Our silence
 creating even more darkness
 loaded with guilt

I am part,
 with my eyes but not my heart
Horrid forces tear my soul
 while I stand amidst the turmoil

I watch and build words
On the ground the blood flows
Screams of the past
Shadows of revenge
Vomition of acid and hate
Yesterday it was knifes and swords
 and gas,
 today it's the bullet
 and I will kill you!

Cease ye to exist!
Barbarians!
Devils disciples!
No one is colour-blind
And yet all is black and white
My G_d says this
 and my G_d says that

If you do, then I will too
If you don’t I will still do
Annihilate all, and the system too

The learned
 and those driven by power,
 they conquer us,
 like livestock destined for the abattoir

I fight back
My voice breaks
One life, a wish,
 freedom,
 and a country of my own

You take from me
But what do I have?
I plead
Please rethink your actions
Wake up
My bullets are tears
My bombs are words

Reach out your hand
Let go of that axe
This is about humanity
 not the kingdom of G_d,
You are all brave soldiers,
 no need to fight
 and this is not your final Act