R.M. Engelhardt's Blog: Burn Brightly, page 8
September 2, 2014
THE SUMMER IS OVER
If You Missed It The First Time …
Originally posted on R.M. ENGELHARDT:
The first song
Is innocence.
The last song
Is dirt.
And the summer
Is now gone along with
The heart and the flesh,
From diseases known & unknown
Which constantly
Remind us that
If we are anything
We are flawed.
Human in the eyes to be inhuman
Noble to all our fellow creatures
Except our fellow man,
Woman or child, reporter
“Or God”
And when I was a kid
Isis was a superhero on television,
A Goddess who fought for truth & justice
That now the pathetic
Have now turned
Into a bitch
And the open light
Is now once again
Vanishing from
Our very souls
Yes, the summer is over
The summer is gone
But in the end of all ends
It is the light that depends
Upon you no matter
How dark it gets
Keep fighting.
__________________
~ R.M. Engelhardt
08.29.14
September 1, 2014
Altruism and the New Enlightenment : An interview with E.O. Wilson
I think we are ready to create a more human-centered belief system. I realize I sound like an advocate for science and technology, and maybe I am because we are now in a techno-scientific age. I see no way out of the problems that organized religion and tribalism create other than humans just becoming more honest and fully aware of themselves. Right now we’re living in what Carl Sagan correctly termed a demon-haunted world. We have created a Star Wars civilization but we have Paleolithic emotions, medieval institutions and godlike technology. That’s dangerous.
~ E.O. Wilson
August 31, 2014
THE SUMMER IS OVER
The first song
Is innocence.
The last song
Is dirt.
And the summer
Is now gone along with
The heart and the flesh,
From diseases known & unknown
Which constantly
Remind us that
If we are anything
We are flawed.
Human in the eyes to be inhuman
Noble to all our fellow creatures
Except our fellow man,
Woman or child, reporter
“Or God”
And when I was a kid
Isis was a superhero on television,
A Goddess who fought for truth & justice
That now the pathetic
Have now turned
Into a bitch
And the open light
Is now once again
Vanishing from
Our very souls
Yes, the summer is over
The summer is gone
But in the end of all ends
It is the light that depends
Upon you no matter
How dark it gets
Keep fighting.
__________________
~ R.M. Engelhardt
08.29.14
August 28, 2014
It Is Poetry …
“It is poetry that effortlessly moves the heavens and the earth,
awakens the world of invisible spirits to deep feel, softens the relationship between men and women, and consoles the hearts of fierce warriors.”
~ Japanese Poet Ki no Tsurayuki
905 AD
Something …
Hard pressed to
Write a poem I
Remember the illusion
Of a moment.
Something about
A haiku.
__________________
~ R.M. Engelhardt
August 26, 2014
Once You Read A Book …
Once you read a book it becomes a part of you forever
~ R.M. Engelhardt
August 25, 2014
cultivate
“Cultivate solitude and quiet and a few sincere friends, rather than mob merriment, noise and thousands of nodding acquaintances.”
~ William Powell
August 22, 2014
“A smoke, a book, a cup of coffee.
“
These are the li...
These are the little things that get us through this sometimes weary world and all the rainy days.””
~ R.M. Engelhardt
August 21, 2014
THE LAST CALL
When stars fall out of the sky and
all lights fade into silence.
When you grow cold
Eyes grow old
Touch grows cold
Stars fall out of the sky
And lights still fade.
After years
After hours
After moments
That never mattered
You grow cold
Love grows cold
Eyes grow old
And love fails..falls,
Fucked up and silent
Foolish and waiting
In the corner.
When the universe no longer
Yields to your commands
When the mirror finally breaks
And all you are left with is glass
You grow old
touch grows cold
eyes grow old
And all of the stars still
Fall out of the sky
It’s time for the last call.
_________________
~ R.M. ENGELHARDT
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