wondering, mumbling and a world crumbling

Pavlov 's kids are fed Ritalin at the tolling of the bell, and come salivating in their hyperactive boistericity at boredom's beck and call. Bow to the flag - a dumbed double jeopardy and a spin on the acronym of fortune . The mothers loot this stash of miracle-drug , trading lack of attention for re-adjusted pity, bouncing off the walls. Trained to straighten out in a twilight of emotional catastrophe and Prozac 's comedown. ~~~~~ Such a tired civilization, lost and depressed. Proctor and Gamble make the rules and the health service simply drags behind. As we turnaway 'cos we dont wanna hear the rest, It reminds us of where we let ourselves be led and confined. Yes, its a prison of what's termed freedom, while life's self-imposed solitarily confined. A sentence as long as you believe in none, pretended desires and a land-locked mind.

twinkles sprinkled through - just enough to make it true - an innocence lost once but refound. as a memory creeps in from what you feel is real. river ocean-bound. an infinite sky painted with stars, in past places not what they once were. a deepness reflected in a gazing eye lost in endless beauty. wonderous stare. tingling fingers an excitement-giving glimpse of eternity, as an 'i've seen this before' affirmation stresses time's limited complicity. silver, tracer vapour trail shoots through from it's birth to it's death fizzling away. faded, leaving only a memory, a fate for us all to share. and earth, star-dust we come from and to our mother's bosom we return. God's mercy encompasses our servitude rebellion and resistance is a burn. ~~~~~ from gathering clouds fell dark. no rain, because the hearts didnt seek purity. coldness, sinful thirst not washed away. dry tides turned by just fear. and hope, for that's submission's key. light, to his Lor...

Well, as i was walking here this evening a few notable thoughts crossed my mind. One, which has been scouting around in my mind is the fear people have of people like me, and how strange that is for me when I know that my perspective is the right one... There's another aspect in that they are prepared to place their fears anywhere except where they most deserve to be - and that is of God, Allah. We really shouldnt fear anything except Him, as everything is under His will... Now one might think thats a mite presumptious (that's sort of proud, for those who's 'mother-tongue' isnt English, and I hope I spelt it correctly), of me to be so self-assured, but thats the way it is. There are self-evident truths in the world, and you just have to allow yourself to see them. I have taken that freedom, and that is where I am. I call others, but I know that most will not be able to listen. Then, its not for me to apologise, because I only want good for all. Now, a second thing w...

if it never stopped, would it go on forever? we boldly ramble on like our time's eternally guaranteed, but perhaps not in the right frame of mind... a dream after hearing about those thousands in the philippines, showed earth moving in and around, and covering from above, and gradual suffocation. and how is a grave? not lightly named - a 'grave' matter. we all return to the bosom, and the dark embrace of our 'mother earth' one day. our minds like to deny, and our spirits soar, and reach rock bottom, but never,ever does this make the end more real in many of our escapades. ann escape from thinking about the one thing there's no escape from. how impossibly optimistic? well, that womb of earth awaits, and then eternity begins. of course after renaissance in a life where this little time on earth will seem only as a day... what's the purpose of this? you may ask, and i may know. there's a sense of holding onto what you know, in fear of unacceptance. how to ...

Time was you could say of locality Im going up south And what a term in Eurocentricity To exit a marginal's mouth. White man makes his north up Anything's possible in a New World Renaissance Old Columbus never owned up Sailing under a Moorish captain's no plaisance. How many times do the apologists cry "Dont forget our part in the tale." But it's been told in legend and lie, The future-present is where we dont fail. None can ignore, The Muhammadans've come to the fore, Influence same as it ever was, And the enemies have no power any more...