man in dream
his dragon still loose
new and old as time
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.
*Picture: Pvt collection: Ron Landless' entrance gate, Landless Corner, Zambia
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!
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
When you think … — stop thinking
When you do … — stop doing
When you stop … — stop
When … — don’t
When not … — stop
When stopped … — think
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 +++++++++===========+++++++++ 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
My heart screams. My brain finds no rest.
I have to speak out, and simultaneously I condemn any ridiculous arguments that attempt to justify harming even ONE human being in the process.
(i.e. It is absurd to assume that everyone nearing the fence in the Gaza strip is a Hamas terrorist?)
I see mothers and fathers, brothers and sisters and loved ones in hellish agony. All of this has found echo in my head. Images of the affected in this progressive hate saga between Israelis & Palestinians continually interrupt my whole stream of consciousness when awake and asleep.
The future is for the young first, and only then it is for the rest of us. Alas, there is no future in this case. There is only hate and pain and segregation. Known also as Apartheid, this system forcefully singles out a group of people in the most demeaning, derogatory, insensitive, insulting and inhumane way. As is proven once more here, such systems are upheld by the powerful and the victims are depicted as the villains, who one has to be protected from at all cost, even by murder.
The world is mostly ruled by the old and stubborn who don’t waver from their stance and who continually garner support for what they think is the rightful cause, bending the ear of those who elected them.
When rulers bring war and destruction and hate instead of wisdom, love and peace, then you know they are the wrong leaders.
My roots reach deep into two countries: South Africa and Germany. Both have experienced the worst of humanity. The rainbow also doesn’t shine every day in our rainbow nation but the rainbow will forever be in our minds when we remember the atrocities of the past.
An answer can never be found in war, fences, concentration camps and human abuse.
Also, no answers are found when these leaders sit together because they will never agree as long as they insist on playing chess.
The solution lies with the young and innocent and the dreamers, thinkers and innovators.
They have to sit together and define what they want because the world belongs to them, and not to the warring, dead of conscience fanatics tainted with the brush of history, self-righteousness and other ills.
Analysing history, as we are known to do, should teach us how to deal with the future. Why don’t we get it?
All naysayers out there have a closer look at the miraculous, peaceful transformation of South Africa.
Where there is a will there is a way!
What is immediately required is a human bridge, an influx of support from all nations to stand with the oppressed, confused and petrified.
“Bring the future back to those who have lost it.”
I call on all in the world, young and old, to do this for those who suffer.
The promise of life only exists if you have a future.
“A denied future is dead life.”
Could any conscience live with such a thought any longer than a moment, let alone decades?
Let there be a human curtain made out of every living fabric that says: ‘Stop and change.’
Dismantle the barricades, the obstructions, the walls and fences and melt the ice of the frozen.
The time to forcefully exclude and deny has no space in the 21st century.
Here is an appeal to the big operators, profit-machines, life-changers, innovators and altruists and philanthropists, to dedicate a paragraph in a chapter of their book in their life to aid in solving this human catastrophe now. The affected parties can’t solve it: the UN can’t, and other nations can’t but the people of the world can. Some things are beyond governing bodies; they are in the individual hands of humanity across all and any divide.
This is an appeal to all the young and spirited and compassionate, — who cannot sleep another night just like I at 0230 this morning, — to create a tsunami, an avalanche, an eruption of change through their presence and their voice.
Let the airlines offer free tickets for this human cause. Let the food companies and all industries that make huge profits provide shelter and food for those heeding the cause.
Let it be a humanitarian evolution. Call it the Sunrise of Humanity. Let all nations congregate where weapons currently decide human fate. Let the flags of 190+ nations stare down any aggression from either side.
Will you shoot my flag?
May every soldier with a weapon become aware not only of the responsibility to his country/people but also the responsibility to humanity.
Could you bear the burden for the rest of your life of being a traitor to any one of them?
Let us be part of this movement lest we want to be judged for non-action when our conscience faces its last breath.
Do something. Anything. Everybody, do it. Make music, write, paint, go there…,we have to roll that drama over and bring those, who had the unimaginable happen in the life of their ancestors, to the realization of their inhumane actions. History is wagging a very irritated finger.
My old Zulu friend Jameson ‘Umkuhlu’ Mthembu speaks from deep within his wise soul when he says,
“Don’t put a fridge by your heart,”
…not for longer than a few hours or at most a day or two.
“Everyone: your time is up,”
that is quite obvious to all and yourself.
One of the critical human lessons and actions towards progress is that you have to put ‘stuff’ behind you in order to move forward. — Do it!
It is time to defrost.
*Picture from AFP on http://www.spiegel.de
Unless you are alone one day truly lonesome alone so lonely that you break open You will not find what is important and meaningful in your sojurn within the human shell