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Two Faced

The man with two faces

Has many options

Laughing while he robs you blind

Smiling for the flashing bulbs

Kissing babies, giving hugs

Sympathetic shrugs

With one hand in your pocket

He pats your back

Cuts your tack

Leaves you living homeless

Sink or Swim

Look at the shoes on her

aren’t they gorgeous?

Her hair, her clothes

you can smell the lavender

from over here

If I’m a good girl

Mammy says,

when I grow

I can buy fine things

at a whim

but first I must learn

to sink or swim.

Sometimes We Ask*

Sometime we listen

but what do we hear?

sometime stay still

and breathe

until a deafening silence

opens your senses

to the thunderous barrage,

war without dimensions,

relentless cascade,

hate filled, race distilled

imaginations,

of meat on a block,

value per pound,

good muscle,

good teeth,

good bad air

to breathe,

until the air

and the water

become values

to bargain and cede.

Good God, why do I say that?

where’s the good in a God

we can trade for a gain,

bring that spirit of holiness,

the word of what profit?

Did I spell that write,

are we slaves 

to our own thoughts,

bred in a cesspit

of greed

dressed as righteousness?

BRILLIANT

 

He couldn’t understand why they called him brilliant and when he was offered a Nobel prize, he declined. It made him sad to think they’d heap praise on him for a formula that calculated the end of existence. Brilliant? he thought, no thanks, I would so much rather fade away.

CRY

Cry,

the world says fuck off,

I don’t want 

to know about you,

Cry, wait a minute, 

I’m crying about you,

Cry? give me a minute

I’m done about you

There’s no measure

between you or me

you’re an arsehole

the depth of the grand canyon

you’re an idiot

the width of a diaphanous can

I could love you

if you were paraplegic

so you could touch me

where I could never reach

you just hate me

for what I am

no, I abhor your

for what you can’t

YOU’RE A FASCIST

I just love what I like

OH YEAH?

WHY DO YOU HATE KIKES?

I didn’t say that,

It’s an expression,

it’s just something people say,

be more specific,

tell me what you mean,

well, I think you’re mean

to Palestine, 

I think you’re playing games

in someone else’s yard,

I think you think 

you own the ball 

and no-one else can play

because.

The Beauty of a Unicorn

The beauty of a unicorn

is in its mystery,

purple Adonis

with sun bleached tresses,

curlicued golden antler;

a scaly, grey beast

with a horny snout,

beauty resides in the eyes

of those who can see

the fantasy in mystery

and smile.

The brutish intrude,

as truth denied,

a bleak horizon appears,

phantasm becomes

the refuge of the fearful.

Resolution

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of human spirit

might naysay

love and warmth

you feel,

from people

who love

without question

or reason,

the wonder from whom,

I’ve always seen,

can be,

most fortunately

the same,

even when

life’s cruel irony

can turn charity

to misfortune

and every year

we’ll say we’ll do

what’s false

is our intention.

A gracious gift

tho’ toughest given

to return their love

without hope, desire

or expectation

then pay it forward

that all can feel

the wonder

of being human.

BEAUTY

Beauty found, beauty seen

beauty that has always been,

eternal, never ceasing.

All things pass, life and looks

Time stays still, read the books

we pass time, waiting moves,

dig a grave and bury me

has my time gone, years passed

or lived through days until my last?

So beauty’s time as time is beauty,

never changing, always present,

nature’s ever changing bounty,

never future, never past.

Will Legal Marijuana Ignite A Communist Revolution?

 

By

Steven M

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Ron Orr, a Member of the Legislative Assembly (MLA) in Canada, represents the Lacombe-Panoka district in central Alberta, Canada. Orr is also Alberta’s official culture and tourism critic under United Conservative Party leader Jason Kenney. As a devoted conservative, this politician believes that legal marijuana will fire up a communist revolution in Canada. In Canada, the law states that the individual provinces must create their own explicit regulations for the marijuana industry. With national recreational legalization approaching this summer, a politician that thinks legal marijuana will bring on war and the collapse of civilization is an issue.

“Let me tell you something, it doesn’t lead to the good life. It’s an escape.” Orr said. “The human tragedy of what’s going to happen with this has yet to be revealed.”

Let’s try to comprehend Ron Orr’s the logic behind his statement.

First, the “direct historical connection” between Canada’s highly regulated legal marijuana program and the opium trade of 17th century China first must be recognized. Then you can relate that marijuana is a flower people smoke, and “opium was just a flower” smoked “just like marijuana”. Are you following?

Next, marijuana has become a “fashionable, refined pastime among the young.” According to Orr, opium smoking was also a trend among youth at that time China. Make Sense? Lastly, forget about the different influences of the centuries of war that laid the groundwork for the Chinese Cultural Revolution to battles over opium trade. This is Orr’s logic, wonder what he’s smoking.

Here it is in Orr’s own words:

“Their whole society was so broken down and debilitated by [opium] that it contributed to the Chinese Cultural Revolution under the communists, the execution of thousands of people, dealers were executed, fields were plowed under and planted with real food and I, for one, am not really willing to go down this road.”

Other MLAs have commented on Orr’s bizarre concerns. Michael Connolly, an MLA in Canada’s New Democratic Party, tweeted his thoughts on Orr’s latest statements. “I doubt he has the grasp on reality that most people have,” said Connolly.

Silence

Silence sits ,

infinite absence,

patient seclusion,

pregnant vacuum,

waiting.