I dream of a Star Trek world. This think tank will focus on creative actions
designed to initiate a global paradigm shift towards a world where racism, poverty
and war will be a thing of the past.

Month: January 2016

Aftermath by Siegfried Sassoon

Have you forgotten yet?…
For the world’s events have rumbled on since those gagged days,
Like traffic checked while at the crossing of city-ways:
And the haunted gap in your mind has filled with thoughts that flow
Like clouds in the lit heaven of life; and you’re a man reprieved to go,
Taking your peaceful share of Time, with joy to spare.
But the past is just the same–and War’s a bloody game…
Have you forgotten yet?…
Look down, and swear by the slain of the War that you’ll never forget.

Do you remember the dark months you held the sector at Mametz–
The nights you watched and wired and dug and piled sandbags on parapets?
Do you remember the rats; and the stench
Of corpses rotting in front of the front-line trench–
And dawn coming, dirty-white, and chill with a hopeless rain?
Do you ever stop and ask, ‘Is it all going to happen again?’

Do you remember that hour of din before the attack–
And the anger, the blind compassion that seized and shook you then
As you peered at the doomed and haggard faces of your men?
Do you remember the stretcher-cases lurching back
With dying eyes and lolling heads–those ashen-grey
Masks of the lads who once were keen and kind and gay?

Have you forgotten yet?…
Look up, and swear by the green of the spring that you’ll never forget.

Gilbert and George Bend It

Now Sleeps the Crimson Petal

 Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white;
Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk;
Nor winks the gold fin in the porphyry font.
The firefly wakens; waken thou with me.

Now droops the milk-white peacock like a ghost,
And like a ghost she glimmers on to me.

Now lies the Earth all Danaë to the stars,
And all thy heart lies open unto me.

Now slides the silent meteor on, and leaves
A shining furrow, as thy thoughts in me.

Now folds the lily all her sweetness up,
And slips into the bosom of the lake.
So fold thyself, my dearest, thou, and slip
Into my bosom and be lost in me.

By Alfred, Lord Tennyson
 

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Suicide isn’t painless.

White, middle-age male suicide has hit 40% in the last 10 years. Why?

Middle aged Americans are turning to suicide in alarming numbers. The reasons include easily accessible prescription painkillers, the mortgage crisis, and most importantly the challenge of America’s troubled economy. The Centre for Disease Control suggest suicide rates due to automobile deaths is in the increase among this age group.

Whilst in the UK, new figures show that men in their forties and fifties are twice as likely to kill themselves as the rest of the population.

That more men take their own lives than women is not new. But in 1981 the men’s total was only about double, or just under, the women’s. Now it’s nearly four times as many.

Is this due to the austerity measures the UK government have rigidly adhered to or is there something else to it?

The fact that middle-aged men do not feel they have a life anymore due to a number of reasons but chief among them is their workload could be another factor.

Since 1973 wages have pretty much flat-lined. This has meant both couples have to work. It has also increased the pressure on families.

Whatever the reason this is shocking news and has to some degree be attributed to the way we all have to work these days. Slaves to the wage working in a servile state whilst the few get the money whilst the others commit suicide.

the bell

May the sound of this bell penetrate deep into the cosmos

Even in the darkest spots living beings are able to hear it clearly

So that all suffering in them ceases,

understanding comes to their heart

And they transcend the path of sorrow and death.

The universal dharma door is already open

The sound of the rising tide is heard clearly

The miracle happens

A beautiful child appears in the heart of the lotus flower

One single drop of this compassionate water is enough to bring back

the refreshing spring to our mountains and rivers.

Listening to the bell I feel the afflictions in me begin to dissolve

My mind calm, my body relaxed

A smile is born on my lips

Following the sound of the bell,

my breath brings me back to the safe island of mindfulness

In the garden of my heart, the flowers of peace bloom beautifully.

Corporations – John Médaille

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“Unfortunately, in a hierarchical structure, power relationships tend to determine the content; there is always the danger that a “rank-based” logic will prevail. Managers, intent on advancement, tend to supply the information they know their superiors want to hear, rather than the information they ought to hear. Large organizations tend, therefore, to become systematically stupid.”

A Murder of Crows

Here they come, black as death, cheating the daylight hours,

Eclipsing the sun with their sullen wing beat, flapping a storm.
Tar feathered and ominous like a worship of bishops,
as a murder of crows from the pale beyond.

Stories Spill Out as Spotlight Is Shined on Sexism in Astronomy – The New York Times

Stories Spill Out as Spotlight Is Shined on Sexism in Astronomy – The New York Times:

“Jessica Kirkpatrick, an undergrad student, was wearing dishwashing gloves to clean part of her research experiment when a senior member of her team walked by.”

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Love and all those hard long term connections

Love you cant start it like a automobile
and you cant kill it with a suicide vest
pure Warren Zevon rip off
but why is it illegally
under threat by the FBI
to take ideas and push 
them forward
that as a matter of fact
is why we are so fucked up
the copyright holders
are holding us back

I am so fortunate in my life
I have only loved one
women and coincidentally
she is my wife
so I do not know the turmoil
of heartbreak
and the tsunami of human 
emotions
that happen
when one side or the other
declares war
and says 
not you

Never had my heart ripped out
and stomped on
because to my love
I have always been true

Love at first sight does
not work for everyone
but it has sustained me for
four decades and I never
think about moving on
cause she is the light of 
my life
somewhat older 
but still a staggering beauty

Good connections make 
every device work
and they need to be maintained
religiously
if you want to avoid
a divorce

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