There is not a day that goes by
where I don't think about it.
Maybe there's not even
an hour
going by.
Something is amiss.
Incomplete.
Twisted.
I wish a lot of things
but the most profound wish I have
is that this reality would be
a little less phoney.
I vote for a more outspoken expression
of good and evil.
Since we choose to live by
this self prescribed and
witlessly invented morality
it should be a lot more open
and out there.
Not the tedious little vices of people
stabbing each other in the back
spreading gossip
feeling envious of each other's achievements
pulling rank as if it were a true form
of hierarchy
killing beauty and innocence
denying the natural order of life
and the pure material authority of dust.
It should be demons and gore
versus angels and glory.
Where malice is answered
with an exceeding judgement.
Seeing the inner kingdom
materialized.
Where everything is just
a lot clearer
and no room for interpretation
is left
to those thousands of hustlers
preying on the gullible millions.
Where there is no need for
ancient and worn conceptions as
truth
or secrecy.
Where conviction
frees itself form that ethical pecking order
and from the ragged bounds of custom
or convention.
So that we can step into a new era
with more open minds
and more energy flowing freely.
And which is not restraining
our souls
with a disgusting and ongoing
flow of contrition.
Where we don't have to keep looking
over our shoulders
all of the time
expecting the worst
even from the ones
closest to us.
Where we can be way beyond that.
Focussed on the next stage
in our evolution.
We will have to claw
deeper
into the dust
loosely stirring it about
feeling it sweep
between our fingers
and learning its original significance
before we can transcend it.
Because now
we are just not acting natural.