Cowards Onslaught

Silk road 2.0 is out, and Tor was breached. So it seems, the grapevine says. Mmmh. What’s going on there? Fighting crime is commendable….when what’s being fought is real crime. But I wonder, at what point ‘fighting crime’ becomes autocracy. At what point harassing nerds and restricting of liberties is passed off as acting against criminals. Big brother’s hegemonistic bullying of innocent people. Borrowing the words of Steve Jobs (which I have rephrased and reworded for comical effect), If they want to be relevant, they need to chill, smoke a joint and sit back. One day, today’s so-called “heroes” who we see prancing around in military kit, SWAT style (whether literally or in effect), throwing out press releases praising their supposed bravado, will be unmasked as fools; cowards with little purpose other than subservience to bourgeois hyenas. On that day, a smile shall cover my face – be it in life or in death.


Thoughts on Born a Criminal

I was there in the flesh

when a young man

was slaughtered in cold blood.


The last poem in my poetry book could have been written soon after Michael Brown’s shooting in Ferguson. It could have been written a day or week after, by someone who was at the scene. But it wasn’t. It didn’t need to be.

The template that saw others including Trayvon Martin murdered in broad daylight is all very familiar. It’s as predictable as ever. And when 2 years ago some of us convincingly put forward the case why it would happen again, many people who claimed to know more scorned us. Some said we were prophets of doom with nothing better to do. Others scoffed, claiming that these kinds of shootings happen all the times….That it is the media who are selective in reporting the incidents. Both groups had a point.

You can write a story today about what will happen in some US town next year to 80% accuracy in this arena. It will come to pass. If not next year, then sooner than later it will happen.

Because if you’ve lived on planet earth long enough, are alert, if you question what you are taught, and look for the alternative viewpoint in an argument, wanting to know the real truth, it becomes quite easy to spot certain patterns. The fallacies, lies and bigotry can easily be sussed out. You can smell the conniving, the lawlessness, the absurdities from a mile away. The worthless gossip and busybodying has a distinctive shade of green on it. When laws are used as tools to oppress minorities, your eyes light up in disbelief. When military budgets are more important than preserving life, it beggars belief. You become astounded when you learn that the presiding attitude in some quarters is it’s okay to prey on the weak and vulnerable in society. To prey on poor countries, to do anything and everything – as long as the authorities don’t find out/ as long as the authorities can ignore it – for profit. When the poor are made to pay for the mistakes of the rich, and leaders refuse to tread the purist’s way. All because of votes. Or wealth. Leaven that leavens the whole lot. A mental disease that corrupts a global village.

What’s more chilling is that there are people alive today who think it is normal for things to work this way. They have been conditioned to believe it is okay. They’ve never questioned themselves as to the morality of their actions, because, well – they have no moral code.

I can imagine that some of them think that asking questions of morality or ethics is for the weak minded. To them the strong minded just get on with it. Champions don’t ask questions which can arouse guilt….

They’ve never looked themselves in the mirror and dared to challenge their worldview – no doubt passed on to them by their parents or friends.

Brethren, there are people who think things should remain as they are.

After a while your eyes will open. Everything becomes crystal clear. The sustained inquiry has paid off. Even the quiet ones who never say a word can reach nirvana. They know, even if they don’t say it or show it. You can see it in their eyes that they know what the deal is.

And it makes you cry. Because essentially they are enlightened slaves.Locked potential. Untapped potential. Underutilised potential.

But then it makes you smile. Because the vanity within this bubble of lies is but for a time. Like history has often reminded us, its days are numbered. Its officers will die very sudden, painful and tortured deaths. Maybe during the end of civilisation as we know it, maybe before.There’s no redemption for the architects of evil. Lost souls destined for calamities worse than hell deserve just that.

My heart laments our world today. The reality of life on planet earth weighs heavily on my shoulders. Such are the predicaments of the 21st Century. Such is our cancerous shared destiny.

#philosopy #life #decisions

The seeds in my kitchen

seeds - Copy

Sometimes life brings harsh things your way… rather people’s/ institution’s harsh decisions put you in a place where not much of the world matters anymore.
You still have control of your mind, emotions and everyday’s decision, but a big part of your welfare is taken away from you.

As you wait, day after day, month after month, year after year, it feels like you are in a prison…like you don’t matter. Your mind tries to play tricks on you. In the end it’s up to you how you react.

But while persecution (especially institutional persecution) can never stay forever, and while the dictates of an institution says more about the kinds of people who lead / work in it, than about anything else, in these times, you learn a lot more about the world and people. In fact, it’s interesting that sometimes during your toughest times is when you can be your strongest. The redeemed time is a miracle in which massive rearmament on all levels occurs. Unbeknownst to your aggressors, they are giving you an opportunity, to become a lot better than you were before, and after the years in the wilderness are over, life will be amazing…literally

In these times you learn not to miss a thing, your senses become acutely aware of your surroundings, you begin to see a lot more opportunities in ordinary phenomena, its like a switch inside you to the brilliant version  of you is engaged… and time is never enough.

And you then begin to realise that there are many other things that are more important than your own life, there are many causes that are timeless…. and worth your time, whose beauty and character is a wonder.

And it’s not only the big things, even the little things