7 May 2008

Pi of Progress

Ceteris paribus

states it all

No external connection

Or resources to stall

So, We find ourselves living

in a world with no limits that moans

Constrained by unsustainable models

that give markets a life of their own

Inferring "...it's natural"

blinding the small

Market models become

the new spirits we adore

Just like our ancestors revered

the Gods in the sky

We look up to our leaders

who don't seem to know why

Yet predict with maths models

the fault once called sin

Religious shamans

are still not 'has been'

The world of reality

is too plain to be seen

By the eyes of society

that love to simply Dream

6 May 2008

Holographic, Phantomatic & Idiocratic

Phantomats

for every denomination

Attractions, distractions

For the worker Nation

Lost in thoughts

formulated by scholars

Branded and sold

To a wide consumer audience

Idealist dreamer

born naiver and cleaner

See the creation of a workforce

porting white collars and revelling in divorce

1 May 2008

Progress and Stress

To progress

we are strained

To fight

and fight again

Love sometimes

left behind

Ditched for quests

to explore and find

Something new

Something different

That will challenge

your innocence

Self-centredness

inherent in ambition

Anxiety

from the adrenaline

in your tissue

Stressed

from constant fear

All reactions

from thoughts unclear

Don't let all this

make you frown

Get angry, stay focused

Keep your head down

Push hard.

And I've no doubt

you'll go far...

2 June 2008

Ascension from the Real

Once all is said and done

we will glow bright like the sun

Turn away from our cruel bones

find a path resembling souls

Leave away the want and waste

for a life beyond the tastes

The sights,

The sounds,

The days that hound

Our lives with profit

A Corporate puppet

Pull my strings

and I will kneel

Thinking rational

aggression real

Your raison d'etre

which left you burdened

With a crumbling empire- alone,

composed of drones

Just listen to the sounds

drunken singing all around

Merry lot

banned from pot

Unwinding like a pack of dogs

Making a right mess oh Lord!

Call me prude

Call them sane

Having fun

Or drowning in shame?

Life or heist

you decide, ok?

30 April 2008

Mechanical Response:

'Creative Destruction'

With metaphors dead

The laws of nature spread

A strategy of probability

raw talent and ability

To perceive what isn't there

Thought structures laid bare

These numerical anomalies

that break the trend of families

No longer seem that necessary

Within a corporate strategy

It creates an ever branching tree

That envelops all that you can be

Those dreadful roots

crush the tiny shoots

Grow into sores

they block your pores

Then formulate boxes

that encase your throught processes

Progress slowly looses steam

Within the socialist machine

30 April 2008

No lines, no clear distinctions

Linear regression

Impossible to tell?

The formula is there

clearly the answer as well

Strategic functions

following set patterns

Random:

merely the antithesis

of the latter

Mapping choices

predicting voices

Planned outcomes

Harness your thumbs

Evolve through your thought

Forget what you bought

Commercial enquiry

Your job is your dowry

21 April 2007

A systematic anomaly, Born of Imperfect Symmetry

'Human...' he said

Understand that Flaw allowed Creation to flourish

learn to do away with your notions of perfection or perish

Under extremists who do not heed

From pride continue the cycle of ' I need'

Truth: You need nothing but what is minimal

Be humble, not demanding - not cynical

Learn to appreciate what you have

Freedom of choice, a right to decide

Nothing is worth the hassle of tears

Get over it, build a bridge- wipe away all fears

To be witness of consequence cross to the stoic's side

see happiness personified as a product worth a tithe

Say Bah! to status and prestige

Or suffer like those who 'must have it' by any means

Blinded by their ego they seek criminality

the third choice invented by a primitive human mentality...

he paused, then began to whisper:

If these attitudes remain

Your wars will continue to stain

Your path and feed the vultures

Your conscience and your cultures

Nothing is worth the hassle of tears

Not even perfection - that must remain clear

22 March 2007

What is truth? That Canonized by ®?

Open your eyes to see

The illusion of reality

So created, manufactured

As to promote a human structure

A single consciousness

All for one!

Civil liberties

Truly won?

Bring in conflicting myths

Individuals, sift through this!

Contradictions,

State afflictions

What is truth?

Find me proof!

Don’t bite the hand that feeds you scraps

Of Sugar, chocolate…social traps!

You see…

Questions loose their relevance

When brains don’t think

But need to laugh.

If Prosperity is all you seek

and Hedonism all they preach

Your life would therefore lack the depth

To create a Self-fulfilled state for you to reach!

As long as pain and suffering we abhor

we will cloud our judgement more and more

We will find ourselves with no true voice

in a world with so much choice!

checkmate!

4 March 2007

The Blood Red Moon

So pull at my heart strings,

and see me so weak,

guided by the tears,

that fall down my cheeks...

I'm scared of the darkness,

afraid of the wild,

although I grow old

I still feel like a child...

Insecure of world structures

which cage in my race

and keeps me away

from my lover's embrace...