[ox-en] uv :: v ) e ) v ) raining stones
- From: kes <adam diamat.org.uk>
- Date: Tue, 20 Jan 2009 15:34:10 +0000
e) ... there is this thing called
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"my only desire ...
-- said geraint --
... is that this game
shall no longer exist,
nor shall the hedge of mist,
nor magic, nor enchantment."
i recall a debate about a change
to us firms web site --
the discussion didn't concern
a change in the textual content,
nor one discernible to all but a few
to the form of the metadata,
nor much of a visual one either
no flashy graphics, no rebrading,
no change in the offering
no nothing really changed on the surface of things
the only thing being debated
was whether to use us own software
to re build the site to house the content
or stick to our existing, mainly static one ...
small changes
... do you know what
i think, to ask for cash
is the wrong question
in fact, i don't think now's the time
to ask for any thing in particular
but i think the time is ripe
to ask a question, about a who
that is, to ask a question
about a people, or at least
to ask a question, on their behalf
and it is this --
given the present world state
what possible worlds
are we authoring
for our future generations
this one keeps me up most night
if only because it appears to me
that they are being offered false options
that is, false facts
rather than true fiction
and no real hope but
to bob quietly along
down towards barbarism
well, if your bob
doesn't give our bob
that bob, that your bob
owes our bob, then our bob
is going to bob your bob
a bob on the nose
it's nonsense isn't it
the kids seem to get it though
and so do the old folk
and it usually starts
with the same question --
why is this happening
what can you say
when you're looking at wished for death
disease, world wide waste and slaughter
recently, i've heard this same one liner --
it's very complicated
well, it might be complicated
but it's not very sophisticated ...
... how to end this complicated world ...
... can you imagine, a time in the future
when the newscaster says --
there's nothing to report today
carry on with the good work
well done every one again
i mean, would you belief her
i mean, could you belief
such a world was possible
pretty much newscasterless ...
... "why is this happening"
said an old bloke to me once
it was two in the morning
this time of year in western moldova
his son and misses and their kid
had taken us round to meet
with their parents
all four of them in their seventies
and fast asleep as we arrived,
tucked top to tail
in a shared blanketed double bed
conserving their warmth
in a room ill lit if lit at all
by a car battery and thick candles
the old chap, was happy to see us
he said that they enjoyed company, he got up
and served us with raw onions, salt
smoked animal fat, we'd brought plum brandy with us
the grand kid chatted to their nannas
and gramps, about what we'd been up to
i didn't kop much of the vernacular
but picked up on the pointing and tonalities
and then the kid's mam began a song
and i noticed her mother sobbing
mi mates sung another one shortly after
it was a lullaby, and i took another swig
and passed mi bottle over --
twos-it chicken
-- i sez to mi mate
their grand kid
who did, took a swing,
laughed a little, passed it back
with the same expression
just before their nannan spoke to me --
-- i turned to mi drinking buddy
for translation --
when will you care
-- sez mi mate to me --
do you mean
why don't i care
i do care, don't i
-- sez i --
no, i don't mean this
this is wrong
-- sez mi mate smiling --
help me, not you, you
you, us, everyone, you
i look in to mi mate's eyes
and say --
we do care, don't we
we're here aren't we
-- mi mate laughs again --
no, this is wrong
not we, us
us, everyone, the world
and ..
-- and then mi mate
repeats a word again
in their mother tongue
to the wider group
but this time, they are prodded
big time, by their gramps --
.. ah, that is it, 'senses'
when will we the world
arrive at us senses ...
well, when will we, when will it
may be tomorrow, may be someday
in may 97 though
i was very pessimistic
today however is a different story
we've come a very long way
we're now getting it in the noughties
where we used to get it in us fish nets
we no longer fall for the form
of fair feyd-rautha, brought to court
by the beast rabban
war, like any other mode of being
is seldom ended by vote alone
nor is it solved mathematically
they end by negotiation or fait accompli
numbers, peers, are important though,
as is our alignment, confidence, shows
communication without cash transactions
folk circulating ideas, ideals, by words
alignment, paths, congruence, dreams
how did we come to be here
and what do we take this place to be
i come in peace,
that is my victory
i know how to fight, however
that is the least of my abilities
i dream in open equity
and a land called honah lee
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