for what ails you

freedom is
walking away from your
cell phone, walking away
from technology,
but remembering where you left it
in case you need to make a call.

being awake
isn't about waking up
as much as it is about
'waking in',
realizing that the sleep you have
encountered
over the years is nothing more
than a self induced
hypnosis.

we lie to ourselves about
security,
about being safe from
the fears that haunt us
from youth.
the lessons we learn
as we grow
are nothing more than
roadblocks
constructed by the subconscious mind
to keep us safe from the very safety
we crave.

new walls are built as we grow,
dividing lines
that tell us
to buy one product over another,
to vote for one evil
over another,
to condition ourselves
in order to maintain a level
of imagined security
so we don't fall off the cliff
of life into some unknown
drama
where we may lose ourselves.

it's hard to forget
where you have been,
but it's easy to lose sight of
who you are.

being natural isn't as
concerned with the new diet craze
as much as it is concerned
with the nature of being natural.
it's a type of placebo we embrace,
not unlike the placebo we ingest
that beckons us to
make new friends,
to be a part of the hip crowd,
to consume the newest gadgets
to make our lives
brighter,
more resilient,
and sustainable.

the truth is
that nothing happens outside of
self.
it all begins from within.
embracing yourself
is the same as treating the disease.
society is a sickness,
and awareness is the cure.

back door boogeyman

the light
by the back door
                     is on
so when the monsters come
we'll all be the wiser.
we'll see them shamble, stumble, grumble
to the porch
with wicked smiles
and deformed limbs
scream, scream, screaming,
"where, o! where is all the meat?"
scream, scream, screaming,
"what's a monster like me
when there's nothing left to eat?"

clear intent

suddenly
i'm sick
          i'm groaning
             again
i'm full of filth;
endearing sin
and i'm guilty
           just like you
how long?
  i'm in love
             with it all;
vengeful and
                      trembling
at my heart,
              i suffocate,
deteriorate
a little more,
enduring
what's wrong?
            are you there too?
with nothing left
but the blood they claimed
was blue
as it surged through
                                  constricted veins,
searching for something close
                                                  to truth,
but only found the pain
                                        in the cracks
left behind
                         i hope you find
               something true,
something beyond the dreary dirt
that clings to the skin
as if it's something that rattles within
the crust of your heart-
a terrible art
                                 made of ribbons
composed from the insides
                           of the heathens
they claim us to be
and i hope you'll see
it's nothing more than illusions
etched in time
to a rhyme
that can never be spoken
broken,
i heal
as long as i can feel
the breaking strands of a peace that never was
above a makeshift representation of you,
but i think you already knew
my intentions were pure.

if, and, or where

no magic here
in this love-lost
kingdom
of perpetual
            dust
lingering upon the air
like flakes of
             spent skin
from the dead
                 and dying
                            womb
of our mother
   blown from
   consciousness
in a strike
        of forbidden war
where the land
       of our father's
blame the children
   for their woes
based on ill gotten
                faith
where they rape;
for that is the law.

no truth here in
     the land of
luscious lies
where no friends
           no foes
belong
           begotten
      . . . brave
beguiled infants
          in a race to the
        end
           pretend the
      false prophets
who speak of magnificent
                      gods
             destroying,
                          toying
with the lives of the lost
             and the cost
            which it affords
                    is all but your
                                soul
impostors poll the masses
          for opinion and
          perception
     as we all grow further
                      apart.

without a heart,
they draw us dumb
to the institution,
the deprivation,
the consumption
             of life
                  and strife
built upon leaning towers,
destined to fall.

no magic here
   but the flailing
      tongues
that tell no truths.

Lies and Money

There are those
that treat life
like an elaborate
joke.

They lie about
anything that might
get them attention.

Fake causes
are made up
and strung along
just for the sake
of attention.

They stand behind
the most
outlandish arguments
hoping to strike
a cord with others
in order to string
them along
through the fallout
of their words.

But lies lead to more
lies that lie in the face of
lying
while throwing in
small portions
of truth in order
to manipulate the masses
with more lies.

When it comes down to it,
these people hardly believe
in the bullshit they're spreading
around. But it's like an infection;
it builds and grows out of
control.

The next thing you know,
all that is left is
misinformation
leading to other, bolder
lies with just enough
truth thrown in
for good measure
to make it seem like honesty
when it's honestly bullshit.

Entire systems are
built upon these types
of fabrications.

People are told
that
Planned Parenthood
is all about abortions
when it only accounts for
3% of their total services
by 10% of their total clientele.
There is medical screening
for STD's, contraceptives
to prevent unwanted pregnancies,
and cancer screenings.
Now this is just an example of
the type of information
that is 'modified'
by certain people
to sound worse
than it
actually is. It is also a hot button
topic so i have decided to
include it.
But the only thing we are told
about Planned Parenthood
is that they do these horrible things
to unborn babies. It's just not true.

Certain people
in the know
want to do away with
funding programs like
Planned Parenthood
because they believe
it enables the poor.
As if being poor
was a choice.

So to make their point
clear,
they use religion as a prime
target for their
bullshit campaign
rather than reflecting on
the potential reasons
behind poverty stricken
people needing abortions.
There are a fair amount of
health reasons behind
a woman's decision,
 as well as
reasons including
rape, incest, and
plain old poverty.

So let's be honest,
shall we?