My Outrage

Recently I’ve see and hear the phrase, “If you’re not outraged then you’re not paying attention.” I’ve seen the outrage and even rage of many “minority” people who are very upset about what is happening in the US today. I feel their outrage and agree with much that they have to say.

After the terrible violence and hate in Charlottesville, I was in shock. I had thoughts and feelings but no actual words to express how I felt. It has taken a week for me to actually get to the point of being able to express my feelings. Throughout the week, listening to and reading the tweets of 45 and his insanity. I myself, a white male, cannot call him “president.” He is not my president. I didn’t vote for him and I have absolutely no respect for him. There have been several presidents within my lifetime and some I didn’t agree with all their policies but I still respected them. I would never say what I am about to say in my outrage to any previous president on my lifetime, Fuck you, Trump.

To see the hate and division in the US now brings to mind that we are probably playing right into the hands of Putin, and a possible hidden agenda of 45 and his, possibly not insanity but intentionally dividing the country out of his loyalty to Putin. Putin is probably enjoying the sight and sounds of the US being torn apart.

As for where I stand and what outrages me.

I am outraged by feelings of hate toward any being, whether human or not. Yet, I heard myself say something contradictory to this statement. I heard myself say that I “hate” the white supremacists, nationalists, Nazis, racists, sexists. Okay, these are most of the words that everyone says is appropriate to describing these people. “Fuck you white plague bastards who think they are better than everyone else.” That sounds more like me.

I am outraged when I hear that women are treated without respect and their healthcare is determined by others, usually white men. For some reason I get crazy outraged when I hear of people calling breastfeeding in public lewd and obscene. Fuck you, people and your supposed “moral values.” It’s fucking natural you assholes.

I am outraged that racism still exists. I am so tired of humans dividing themselves by the color of their skin. I hate that I have to say things like, “I know some great black people.” or, “I know some great Latin people.” I won’t say it because they are people to me and I care about them as I would care about any other people who are worthy of my caring about them. I don’t care about the fucking white plague that ingests the world seeking complete domination over all other people that they declare as inferior.

As time goes I still have difficulty with declaring myself a human. Humans can do such beautiful things but they are also the most destructive being on the face to this planet. It is so strange to me that the only things that can stop the destructive humans are other humans. I feel such outrage at humans who think they are superior to nature and the Earth and all the beautiful beings upon this planet.

This is the beginning of my outrage, which may increase if I see more humans doing terrible things to other humans and all beings on this planet. I can no longer sit passively because this only causes me to feel helpless. It is time for me to stand up and say FUCK YOU!!!!, to what outrages me.

I might hate many of the people who are seeking greater division of the US and the world but I will not succumb to violence but, I won’t scold those who do come to violence while standing up against the white plague who think they are superior to other beings.

 

Why Should I Care?

Each day I look upon the world and all the things that are going on. All the hate. All the racism. All the sexism. The climate change that is no longer some future event but is upon us. The destruction of the Earth for the consumption of humans.

As I look I wonder, “Why do I even care?”

My entire life is based on sacrifice for something that most people don’t even care about, life itself. I don’t drive a car. I think cars are loud annoyances that endlessly pollute the air that I breathe. I walk and ride my bike.

I don’t eat meat, mostly because I don’t care for eating meat. I also feel that the energy that comes from meat is bad energy because the beings whose lives were taken for the consumption of meat were treated so terribly.

I live a simple life. I don’t buy anything I don’t need. I have no desire for such things. I like to walk softly upon the Earth.

I also do these things for my own spiritual reasons. Truthfully, what I do is not a sacrifice but done out of love. Not perfectly by any means but my Goddess doesn’t require perfection as other God’s do. She simply asks for me to do what I do with love.

I can say that I am tired of hate, racism, sexism, and the destruction of the planet. To say this must mean that I am tired of life because these things are so prevalent in this human life.

I am older now. Why should I care? It doesn’t affect my life in any way. Why do I care that indigenous people around the world have been treated so terribly by white people? Why do I care that white people have murdered millions of people and enslaved others who are not of their color? Why do I care that women are treated as second rate beings around the world and even within my own country? Why do I care that people today are treated with such disregard and cast out to live without homes and dignity? I am a male and I am white, what difference is it to me?

Why do I care that people will continue consuming this Earth no matter what anyone does? That humanity is basically a self destructive being.

When I think of humanity being a self destructive being, I think of the “god’s and goddess’s” that created humans. There were five extinctions before humanity, all done by outside or natural forces. Maybe the deities were tired of monitoring the Earth so they created a being that will inherit then destroy themselves. It seems to be naturally programmed into humans to think only of themselves and ultimately destroy themselves. This would save the deities the work of having to clean up the Earth once it becomes overly populated. Humans would be an automatic extinction machine.

Why do I care? I really don’t know. It seems that I’ve been programmed differently than the rest of humanity. I love life. I love the Earth. There are many like me in the world but not enough to balance the world. Maybe this will change. I am not special. It is just who I am. I love my Goddess therefore I love Her creations, including myself.

So I continue on.

 

Tunnel Vision

The swirling, whirling world of human productivity
Captivated by their endeavors, like deer in headlights
A lifeform of trillions who’ve made their appearance here
Consuming and exhausting the Earth, Her resources
Discarding their waste anyplace but within their cages
Out of sight out of mind, this is their mantra

Going here and there
Doing this and that
Being and seeking to be
Achieving and believing
Striving and competing
They go on and on about their business
While reefs die
Glaciers melt
Soils become parched
Plastics wash up on shores
Air becomes toxic
Oceans acidity increases
Temperatures rise
Beings go extinct because they can’t keep up
Yet, they believe they are in the right
Nothing can stop them
Like deer in headlights, they stand firm in their ways
Accomplishing their goals (they place great importance on goals)

When will it end?
When they’ve accomplished their goal
The consumption of the Earth and all Her resources

 

City Sunrise

Summer sunrise saturates
the golden landscape with light
City arteries fill
with metal corpuscles of various colors
Hustling and bustling to their places of purpose
Glass reflects light in random directions
Ravens supervise from high rooftops
Pigeons cautiously peck at seeds
and drink from puddles remaining
after the nocturnal water ballet
Worms drawn out by the moisture
move across the concrete
by waves of muscular constriction
in a slow yet desperate race
with the inevitable arrival
of the moisture draining heat
as well as the appetite of birds
darting and chirping from branch to ground
seeking life sustaining energy
before the Sun’s rising power
fully reigns and dominates the day
causing life to recede into the shadows
of the Mother’s loving embrace

Within The Night

Whining, whirling sirens
Flashing brightly in the night
Voices in the distance
Offer opinions and insights
Waxing Moon in the heights
Nearer to giving birth

Flapping wings and squeaks
Invisibly pass through the air
Moths to light fulfilling their delight
Shouts in the distance
A battle for dominance
Sudden cries, then silence

Lights upon the wall
Expanding then disappearing
With each car passing
Whooshing like waves on the shore
Inconsistent rhythm
Seemingly never-ending

A barking dog, then another
Aggression and growls
Defending their territory
A shout, slap and a yipe
Silence in the night
A gray cat passes by, lurking

Crickets delightful screeching
Music of the night
Comes forth in the moments
When creatures pause movement
The sound fills the air
Memory inducing

Candlelight illumination
Incense burning elation
Celebratory adoration
Worshipful expression
Moonlight dedication
Offerings to the Goddess

Life Goes On

Cars
Whoosh, hiss, roar, honk, thump, squeak
Standing on the corner
Waiting to cross the street
Examining the clouds overhead
Mountains in the distance
Birds in the trees
Snake darting to the bushes
Wind on my face
Sun’s warmth on the skin
Thoughts in the mind
Feelings in the body

The light turns
Crossing the street
Cars lined
Idling impatiently
Engines churning and chugging
Exhaling fumes
Passing before their eyes
Silhouettes behind glass
Stepping up to the sidewalk
Looking behind
It begins again

Cars
Whoosh, hiss, roar, honk, thump, squeak
Walking upon the grass
Stepping over a snail in the shade
A robin feeds on a worm
Geese overhead in formation
Water flows beneath the trees
A cool breeze
Ducks swim about here and there
Blue sky with cotton ball clouds

Life goes on…

Natural or Man-made

Chaos looms politically

Flowers bloom beautifully

Protests and unrest

Clouds flow freely overhead

Healthcare crisis

Butterfly flutters carefree

Bombs explode

Deer graze in a meadow

Stress and anxiety

Grass dancing in the breeze

Violence and hate

Moon softly illuminates the landscape

Threats of war

Waves fall upon the shore

Control and containment

Stars fill the firmament

The latest fashion

Love and compassion

Waiting For The Rain

A poem to no one
Well, maybe myself
And those
Who might take notice
For one reason or another

The sun is hot
Walking is an effort
Dreaming comes easy
I imagine it is raining
Or at least cloudy

The wind is pleasant
Cooling, though it is warm
With eyes closed
Imagine I’m flying
To a cooler place

The shade is a delight
A generous gift of the trees
The grass is cool beneath the limbs
I lie down
Imagine I’m in a cool forest

The sun
Give and take
Life reaches out green
Then falls away brown
Waiting for the rain

Positive Thinking

I saw a bird eating berries. As it flew away I could see the magic of nature. The bird ate the berries which gives it energy to live then it carries away the seeds of the berries and plants them elsewhere so berries might grow elsewhere.

As I envisioned this process it revealed the true magic of life. What really matters in life. The balance of life. I could see this process happening all around me.

They say that we should think positive. But what is positive? They say that positive is what feels good to each person. This means that positive has no actual definition other than what causes a person to feel good.

If things in life are going your way in life then you would view it as a positive. Does this mean that your positive is everyone’s positive?

When I watch a skyscraper being built I don’t view this as a positive. Yet, it is a positive to those who are building it and making millions of dollars. I see destruction as they see wealth. Universally, is that skyscraper a positive? Does it benefit nature?

Humans seems to stand outside of the magic of nature. The simply process of life. They have deemed their importance to be above that of nature. Their positives are not in align with the positives of life.

I read an article about how those who believe in climate change are often seen as hypocrites because they still do the things that they believe cause climate change. It was compared to cigarette smoking. People are so addicted to the way of life that they can’t stop, even though they know it is causing great damage.

Is this addiction actually a universal positive? That, just as with cigarette smoking, humans will simply keep doing what they are doing until they destroy themselves. They continue to live their human “positives” which are, in reality, a positive for nature because nature, which is ever patient, will win in the end.

It seems negative only to humans because they are the ones who are threatened by their own behavior.

Nature has tried over and over again to balance the human population yet humans have found ways to defy these methods of nature, deeming nature to be the enemy because they believe that she is trying to kill them. They fight against nature and with each temporary victory they declare this a positive.

When thinking of positives, it seems that positives often lead to negatives. They seem to go hand in hand just as life and death go hand in hand in nature. Humans think that it is a positive to extend their life expectancy but if this is not in balance with the births then it will actually be a negative.

Humans have a way of thinking more of themselves than they really are. From one time thinking the Earth was the center of the universe and now they see themselves as the central theme of the Earth. Their hunger for control is led by their need to feel good. To think positive. In the end, their addiction to feeling good may well lead them to their own demise.

Spiritual Journey

There are times when wish I could express my spiritual journey. Express it in ways that are concise and informative. Yet, if I were to try it would be an expression that would seem mysterious and even contradicting.

As I go deeper into my spiritual journey, I find that it is everything I expected it to be while being everything I would have never expected it to be. I pass through that which I never expected which reveals that which I expected.

One must seek the darkness in order to experience the light. If one seeks the light they find only darkness.

The one thing I know for sure. As I pass deeper into my spiritual journey, all that once seemed important is no longer important. What is now important is not of importance to the place where I once was.

I find myself shedding all that I once was and all the material things that defined who I once was. I do so with no feeling or regard to that person for that person was nothing more than an illusion. Now, as myself, I attach to few things. Only things that increase my connection to the Goddess and God. Knowledge, understanding, lesson learned. I have attained small trinkets that honor my path and the Goddess which I hold dear but still have no attachment to them.

There is no longer a plan. I live in each moment and experience more things in a single moment than I used to do while seeking out adventures in the world around me. In the dark caverns of self there are many unexplored places that reveal new and amazing things. The most difficult part is getting to them.

My connection to nature is almost eerie. Ravens simply appear in my life, coming to offer me messages. Mother Goddess reveals herself to me within the trees, grasses and flowers. Within the insects and animals that seem to speak to me in an unknown language that doesn’t contain sound.

At times. I feel so connected that it seems like I am being taken someplace. Like lying down on a stream of water with closed eyes and allowing it to carry me to where it is going. Not asking or caring where.

There really are no words to describe the spiritual journey. It isn’t easy. There are many paths one can take. In some ways, I chose the direct route because I have nothing to lose. Since I have nothing to lose, rather than end it all, I decided to begin.