posted December 03, 2005 11:24 PM         

I live in the testing grounds for the "marketplace"
The Advertising Industry.
I live in a place where I am minority.
Minority not of any physical descriptors.
I am minority because I have awoken
to the reality of the illusion of the culture I was born into.
The culture that denies that humans are animals
subject to the laws of nature.

Interdependent upon the Mother,

Just like all the other animals.

Those who surrounds me,
they spoon the media blitz
into their bloated mouths,
numbed souls,
broken bodies,
with both hands.

The party,
the endless consumption.
The mindless middle – like a drug they cannot get enough.
Debased,
degraded,
desperate to hope
the next “big thing”
will fill up the vast holes inside their existence

It used to cause me anxiety - their blindness.

Now,
I turn my back on the highway,
look at my flowers
noting the beauty of
A Painted Lady butterfly collecting nectar on top a pink zinnia.

I throw the ball
and watch the sun
gleam off her back
as she springs
to catch
the golden orb

My dog is radiant.

I am hibernating until
Winter thaws.

posted December 04, 2005 12:07 PM         

What matters is what I do and how I teach MY children. Not that I am unconcerned with the rest of our species, I onlly have control over my direct environment so that's where I can make a difference.

I am glad it spoke to you Magus. I think it's one of my better ones recently.

posted December 05, 2005 05:33 PM         

I was born in a house with the television always on
Guess I grew up too fast
And I forgot my name
We’re in cities at night and we got time on our hands.
So leave the driving to us.
And it’s the real thing.

And you’re rolling
In the blender
With me.
And I can love you
Like a color
Tv.

Now love is here
C’mon and try it
I got love for sale
Got love for sale
And now love is here
C’mon and try it
Got love for sale,
Got love for sale.

You can put your lipstick all over my designer jeans.
I’ll be a video for you.
If you turn my dial.
You can cash my check if you go down to the bank (down at the bank!)
You get two for one
For a limited time.

Push my button...
The toast pops up
Love and money
Gettin’ all
Mixed upu
And now love is here
C’mon and try it.
I got love for sale
Got love for sale

posted December 05, 2005 06:23 PM         

Big Country is another good one...since he talks about the heartland.

The Big Country
---------------------

I see the shapes,
I remember from maps.
I see the shoreline.
I see the whitecaps.
A baseball diamond, nice weather down there.
I see the school and the houses where the kids are.
Places to park by the fac'tries and buildings.
Restaunts and bar for later in the evening.
Then we come to the farmlands, and the undeveloped areas.
And I have learned how these things work together.
I see the parkway that passes through them all.
And I have learned how to look at these things and I say,

(CHORUS)

I wouldn't live there if you paid me.
I couldn't live like that, no siree!
I couldn't do the things the way those people do.
I couldn't live there if you paid me to.

I guess it's healthy, I guess the air is clean.
I guess those people have fun with their neighbors and friends.
Look at that kitchen and all of that food.
Look at them eat it' guess it tastes real good.

They grow it in the farmlands
And they take it to the stores
They put it in the car trunk
And they bring it back home
And I say ...

(CHORUS)

I say, I wouldn't live there if you paid me.
I couldn't live like that, no siree!
I couldn't do the things the way those people do.
I wouldn't live there if you paid me to.

I'm tired of looking out the windows of the airplane
I'm tired of travelling, I want to be somewhere.
It's not even worth talking
About those people down there