Archive for the ‘Perspective’ Category

As an artist,

I realize the impossibility of replicating perfection.

As a plebian,

I understand your frustration and choose to let your criticism slide.






“The manda,

she’s got some spunk in her!”

(Fight and cry…)

The soldiers laughed

and went off to die.




Democracy, an illusion,

a dream rarely come true.

Can you really rely on others

to make the right decision for *you*?




“Vote for me!” and

“Investing in our children’s future!” the politician proclaims,



An excuse, in actuality for perpetual current pain.

And tomorrow: “Suck it up! … I have a mandate. You ‘chose’ it. And, after all, it’s for the kids’ kids…”





50.00000000000001% of people,


decide to consign 49.99999999999999% of people to hell on earth.

… At best perverted purgatory.




Free speech on one side of the border means practically the opposite of the other.

Free? Yes, if it’s acceptable to the powers that be.


Not really.

They declare:

Choose which side you’re on.

Renounce as applicable,

past despicable.

I despair.


Society loves complicated simplification…

Reinventing the wheel,

toxic, caustic peel.




That news that horrifies,

That history that terrifies,

The impact is all in the telling,

Details emphasized,

We all bias,

Our fears amplify.




O, the depths of decadence we plumb,

living in this world.

Daily we acquiesce, succumb,

forgetting the power of words.




I felt dizzy.


I said something, I know not what.

My interrogator slapped my face

and cursed harshly: “Wrong answer, Манда!”

“No, shit-head!” I screamed back,

“Wrong fucking question!”




“What is the truth

and what is the bullshit?”

I ask,


as I try to discern

the extremes,

the news,

you bring to me.

Somewhere in between,

where the circles of understanding meet,

there you will find life.