during the last hours of the final waxing moon of that decade.
less than a day from the fullness of it’s presence.
the gemini moon. as the sun ran with sagitarius.
these secret twins, am i allowed to change my mind?
this horse that wins, if fresh grass he finds.
the weighing scales say’d the same as the time on the wall in the maternity hall.
“those doctors told me that you would be backwards, i knew they were wrong”
if only you knew the truth, it doesn’t help nor sooth. let’s write a record in the insanity booth.
the top ten percent
i keep remembering….
years ago i was working with some Kenyans at a waste recycling facility in my home town.
some of the cleverest people i’ve Ever met, apparently my name in their home tribal language means leopard 🙂 better than a spear carrier 🙂
anyway, among our wide ranging conversations including how language evolves, politics and nature, was poverty.
i among others usually bemoan my lot, i’m definitely grateful, don’t get me wrong but it’s easy to think that we are being taken for a ride by the big companies and governments, whether it’s another tax or food scare or invasion of my civil liberties with data protection etc, and there’s enough evidence or lack of it to keep most conspiracy theories alive, i’ve got my favourites (r ;)o th 😉 ch i l d ;). ) lmao and we always blame Big Brother or Little Brother
but anyway, these guys n girls gave me another perspective.
even if you are on jobseekers or welfare or what ever your nations equivalent is;
you are more than likely in the top ten percent of the richest people in the world.
(apart from the tribes that haven’t been introduced to the modern age, they’ve got something more valuable)
i have to remind my self of this fairly often.
even with every problem i can think of, we’ve still got a roof over my head, And light during the dark of night, And heating if i spend the money wisely, And cleaned water, for us to bathe in, that even rinses the toilet when we flush, my daughter doesn’t go hungry, unless through greed, etc et al
so basically when we moan, we are an ungrateful bunch.
but we’ve given ourselves the right to so many things, that we feel we are right to moan, even to the cost of others.
i wanna continue writing but busy bee time