V.I.T.R.I.O.L.
Visita Interiora Terrae Rectificando Invienes Occultum Lapidium
Visit the Interior Parts of the Earth, By Rectification, Thou Shalt Find the Hidden Stone.
Persephone's Place
Mother Earth Pages
UPON A TIME
Somewhere in time, somewhere in place, a
tiny fragment drifts in space
Of ancient stardust was it made, basking in eternal shade
When suddenly a light appeared, a star was born, the way was cleared
For life to grow upon this land, where once was only stones and sand,
There now evolved with natures hand, the air to carry and winds to speed,
Profusions not to be believed..
Life in every shape and form, arising from genetic storms,
Content to simply be alive...and beauty thrived
when man was young he made small plans, to
carry out with nimble hands
His job to feed and raise the small, his pay was joy, enough for all
So perverse would be the drive, to dominate by genocide,
Or ever to exterminate, the wondrous things we can't create
but somehow this is what we face, in this once enchanted place,
Where all were free upon a time, with feet to walk, or wings to climb,
On sweetest breeze that graced the day, on flowers breath now blown away,
Into the past, into the never, into the dark and gone forever.
Unless we find the strength of mind, to
change this course and turn back time,
Alone we'll be, our flags unfurled, the conquerors of a barren world.
So quick to kill, so slow to learn, so blindly on we slash and burn.
Talk of heaven have we heard, to float on high, enraptured birds.
Look not for heaven in the sky, it's where you were born and where you'll die.
Our planet cries the saddest line.
"I gave you life and you took mine
Oh thankless children you have scorned all the gifts that I have borne,
And for those gifts, forever lost, right here is where you'll pay the cost.
For my heaven did you trade, the only hell in which you'll stay,
the hell on earth that you have made."
"Oh my children, why have you forsaken me?"
David Paul
How very sad that the mainstream media is content to lie down in the lawn and hum. Our President, and his cabinet of corporate oil and weapons executives, lead us down a path of violence, with no foreseeable end. The huge profits from the endless war on "terror" will, by strange coincidence, go to these same weapons and oil industries.
The rest of us will pay with the lives of our sons and daughters overseas, and with the sacrifice of our own personal freedoms and security in our backyards. Bullies must often look over their shoulders to see if someone they have hurt in the past is sneaking up with a baseball bat. Do we expect the families and nations, friendly to the tens of thousands of innocents, we will be killing unjustly, to politely say "thank you?"
To try (emphasis on TRY) to forestall terrorist retaliation to our aggressions, we will be asked to live in a world of onerous restrictions, and Orwellian surveillance…to the free America that veterans died for in the first place. Not the America where we treat others fairly, and get the same in return.
Saddam has not attacked us. Saddam has not attacked any other country; therefore our attack is unprovoked and unprecedented in modern America. Saddam is not Osama! The rest of the world does notice our shift of focus, and looks with narrowed eyes upon our country, as it devolves into a nation of conquest, and falls to the corruption of corporate rule within our government, to the very highest levels.
If the media, in their role as the eyes and ears of the American people continue to see no evil, and hear no evil in this, (our forceful taking of a sovereign nation for its resources), then they, the media, deserve the wounded America that their disregard for honesty in reporting will bring about. Their roles may well be reduced to the function of Pravda in the USSR of old.
As for myself, a proud citizen of the land of the free and the home of the brave, I stand and say loudly
" NOT IN MY NAME!".
David Paul