Pray for Peace

December 28, 2007

The dogs of war continue to rule this world. Your place and mine. Their opportunity is hostility and ignorance. Their game is manipulation. Terror is a tool – the fear of hell, ridicule, beating, bombing, jail, locusts,  the list goes on and on. Each place has its own special box of terror.


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Peace on Earth

Love,
Qazse


Missing Him

December 24, 2007

Let’s work backwards:

First, I will miss him just sitting in his chair
content to smile as if he had no needs –
connected by spirit, happy to be.

I will miss the shuffle of his brave feet
planting the walker ahead like an ice axe;
climbing mountains we could not see.

I will miss him presiding above the fondue
a sorcerer in candle light,
stirring up batches of yuletide glee.

I will miss him saying grace at the helm
from which he would love, work, and lead
a life of no regret – a life of family.

Only then can I feel safe…

December 22, 2007

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Hopefully someday –
there will be a camera

on each square of this earth

from back country meadows
to the underside of every dock.

Hopefully someday –
a secure fence will surround
and protect our country

running south of Manhattan
and returning from the north.

Only then can i feel safe.

Only then should they bring back our liberties.


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Put yourself on the cover
of every issue.
Name it after you.

Live in a mansion
with fourteen bathrooms
and only two asses.

Build an exclusive school
amidst great need –
create clones of yourself.

Go orgasmic over
shiny things
as if they bring happiness.

Sick fundamentalist thinking:

December 19, 2007

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this can become
a self fulfilling prophecy

Belief in the The Apocalypse of John posits peace as unattainable
until the second coming of Christ:

until there is worldwide conflagration and a Christ based theocracy – peace is impossible.

How can you conduct sane foreign policy when you believe in such inevitabilities?


The God Gag

December 16, 2007

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Jesus was a little baby. Christians believe He was the Son of God. (we are all Children of God)(the mystical body).

Don’t you think Jesus would have written something himself? It was such an important mission. (As is ours.) Why allow chaos and doubt – why make the path convoluted and contentious? Why not simplicity and congruency from the Prince of Peace?

Perhaps there are other princes serving themselves – magicians to our minds. Sleight of hand artists yelling threats of damnation to distract and befuddle.

Yes, there is always something fishy in this cosmos – as if gangsters take over a loving God. Power plays. Land grabs. God gags.

 

When I Become Santa

December 14, 2007

We move operations south
to Newark, Watts, Bronx
East LA and ten thousand
other empty places.

We begin to make toys for souls.

Peaceful and playful
thoughtful and joyous toys.

Now
unafraid and knowing –
we will walk this earth
giving gifts.

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there is no place
quite like the other

each valley
each plain
each mountain
each plateau

each
with its own
land forms
life forms
weather
and light

encased in a shared
halo of air

we are binding this earth in asphalt.

binding
and branding
we block the night sky
with our signs.

from
above
we look
like fire