A kind of drowningIt is like the traveler, who rolls out of bench he spent the night on and swallows back the years. His bones creak as he makes his way foreward, and he swallows back the tears so routinely, without even a second's notice.A kind of drowning
How hard is it to let these flow? How hard to break through the rhythm of the low?
It is the hardest of things to demand breath from the drowning. And so too, does the traveler drown.
Drowning with every step he takes, steps the numb the senses as much as they strike to the knee, he stumbles on from place to place, moment to moment, like one who is being dragged by some stormy river. &n
Against Bush's Freedom SpeechIn support of Bush’s “Freedom Speech”Against Bush's Freedom Speech
With President Bush’s inaugural so called “Freedom Speech” the extent of the damage to the American perspective and to its respectability becomes bleakly clear. It is not comforting that this nation, which now holds the world in the clench of unquestioned military and economic power, has transmogrified its positive ideals into blanket abstractions that justify and uphold a dangerous crusading militancy.
As Mr. Bush proclaimed the validity of the American constitution overall all peoples of the world he transgressed their freedom for the purpose of validating further intervention
American FundamentalismThe Dangers of American FundamentalismAmerican Fundamentalism
The idea that the people of this country are “free” is one that is firmly entrenched in the minds of the American masses and the President. This is not particular to merely the idea of liberty, but to several concepts that structure American’s mode of perception about themselves and the world at large. It has never been more important than now that the US has become the lone superpower ruling the world, to reflect upon precisely what motivates this country—one that holds the world in its grip.
Yet it has become a quality of America, like fast food and the proliferation of the su
On the Sacrificial StoneOn the Sacrificial StoneOn the Sacrificial Stone
How can I motion through the air and ignore the tugs and the tear?
They are happy—those around me, victims of my stony glare; these that have not been born.
But in my burning and the sworn, amidst solemn sighs and grinding corn, what has been my sin? And what have they to win?
These generic smiles—their tomb. They philosophize from the womb.
But step into my maze, my maize and earth; rip through in lonely rushes—into birth.
The leaking of unshared breath; the pulsing of a world of death—
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