Friday, March 28, 2008
“Areas of the world that are the most biologically diverse are also the most diverse in language, yet the rate of decline is greater even than that of species loss.” –Paul Hawken
I am free
of that society
Walls surround me
constructed by culture
I am free
inside my mind
You can be free
even in this prison
You can free yourself
but you can free
no one else
Walk with me
past the walls
I am free
but what good is free
If I'm alone?
Ivan: fortunately marriage has had the opposite effect for me. it's freed me from solitude. i'm no longer alone in my freedom.
Freedom exists only in small isolated pockets, it seems. Canada is more free than the states. We cannot show a woman's breasts on TV, even at night, but every day we have to talk about a war, terrorism, torture, all manner of domestic crime and re-runs of Cops.
I have to agree with Oli Stone's Jim Morrison, "What is more obscene, sex, or war?"
Just one of many issues regarding freedom. I can holler all night about it, so I'll stop...
But I would really like to smoke a joint before bed and not be called a criminal for doing so. Is that too much to ask from the current proprietors of the Home of the Brave? I mean, really. Drug laws, the first ones, were instituted in order to have leverage against minorities. The opium laws for California's sacred crusade against the Chinese, and marijuana laws so that the Texas Rangers could justify kicking the holy snot out of Mexicans. Obscenity might be in making these laws in the first place, and then in enforcing them until this very day because brown skinned people might make too much money from sales of their commodity, and white business people would have to deal with less money for their non addictive/dangerous products like Red Bull, Budweiser, Mad Dog 20/20, polyester, designer tasers, Marlboros (got a light?), diet pills, and pharmaceutical items with a list of side effects as long as the northern winter night.
Seriously, we the people are fed up to there (look up) with being told how free we are before being told that we should like a war with the family enemy of our current "leader". We are sick of being told that home remedies and good nutrition are not recommended by a doctor, but some how, stroke inducing, heart gyrating meds that have barely been tested are fully endorsed. I'm sick of being told what recreational drugs I can and can't use. I'm sick to death from the current paranoia expressed by the world towards my nation because of the acts it commits every day, because of the dictators we install in other seats of power. I'm sick of being told not to worry, it's a good thing that the middle class is shrinking. I'm sick of the thought that at this point it's looking a lot like my grandchildren will be serfs to whatever American Czar holds the reigns of power in their time.
ach... there I went again.
I like the opening line best. Maybe emphasize the word "that". Other than that, I couldn't possibly have a suggestion.
Escapism is a double edged luxury-- many abuse it to the point that the escape becomes all that they seek. I've grappled with it myself, and luckily, I've come out of it alive, physically and mentally.
So many others cannot say that.
My problem is insomnia related. A joint does one-hundred percent more for me than a sanctioned "sleep aid".
Sorry to be so vociferous on your blog. But your poem did strike a nerve triggering a cosmic-scale grumble to fall out of my psyche.
I don't mix my volunteer work with my blogging too often, because my blogging is quite partisan, but in my role as an officer and director in a 501(c)(3) nonprofit partisan politics is forbidden by law.