What we haven’t learned is
that extremes gut us empty.
Either masses, either riches,
either vanity, either gives.
Politics is a politiktheatron
of egos, who stays the most
popular? What can I now do
to appease powers that be?
The powerful aren't neither
masses, nor riches, neither
vanity, nor leeches. It's
hurricane winds, disasters
uncontrolled. Worst of all
enemies: look at the mirror.
The sun won't feel empathy,
neither oceans will. They will
defend themselves without regard
for human emotion. Fear will
never control them, but our love
could. If we love nature as we
love ourselves, it will cease
to rebel against us. Action
is our saviour, not words
nor feelings but calm action.
Nature doesn’t care about
how much you hug it, if you
do nothing while earthworms
are devoured by ignorance.
No one left to till the ground,
only predators fill their tummies
until there’s no more for them
too. How ignorant shall we be
to ignore the future for a now
that sleeps with feary extremes?
Persistence against extremes.
Without a proper balance,
we will be forsaken. What
is proper? Think not of what
serves you, but of what serves
the totality of who we are: sea
and child, river and forest, tea
and math, art and respect, feel
for yourself the kiss of kindness.
Let alone compassion. Be kind.
To be proper is to be attentive,
to be a good listener is to care.
With fragments of riveted
narratives, the struggle
to act upon evidence based
thoughts is more relevant
today than it has been before.
We've progressed, but we aren't
prepared for the responsability
of that progress. Human kinship
is at stake. It always has been,
but the whole composed of broken
words once took months to reach
a mouth. Today, it's whirlwinds.
Letters supplying probabilities
shift so fast. As numbers get
it right, we shift, and we can’t
count inconsistencies of thought.
The consequences of irrational
thinking hurt us all, nature
won't condone what we condone.
Breathe before jumping into action.
Calmly reflect. Patience is to clear
the mind of what will next day and
next shall bring. Persist to be aware
of what needs to be done not only
today, but seven generations ahead.
At first think about yours ahead,
then not yours, some else's ahead,
then two else's, two years ahead,
then not my fame, three ahead,
then not my pride, four ahead,
then not my riches, five ahead,
then not my vanity, six ahead,
then all of you, us, seven ahead.
Sign your past, don’t forsake it.
If you do, we will be the ones
forsaken. How blind are we
willing to become before saying:
I vow to accept the truth.
I vow to admit when wrong.
I vow to be humble and grow
in the best of my abilities
today, not for a today but
for us, seven generations ahead
of today. I vow to protect truth
ahead of what I believe to be
my interest because, truth is,
what I believe, might not be true.
The truth is constantly evolving,
that is the nature of truth, it isn’t
static. The truth is a process
of overcoming oneself in spite
of ourselves. Truth is to recognize
a shared reality. Shared is to care,
reality is to attend to the known.
If evidence appears to mould
to interpretation, then we must
remain always vigilant. The lantern
of truth shall always be protected
for us to remain forthright despite
the attempts to diminish its light.
Lies blame the truth, lies blame
lies, where's the truth? Lies
blame, blame, flame comes out
of cowards’ mouths. No matter
the cost, no matter the lies, no
matter… Is this the way we’ll
teach our children to eat sugar?
Spoiled to the teeth, but keep
eating what rottens you blind.
Who shall speak for us, blind?
I will… by not accepting lies,
not accepting extremes, nor
a biased vision, our eyes
are easily tricked. Embrace
science, math, art, -philo,
subvert language whenever it
attempts to stifle creativty.
Don’t surrender to the lying.
We may have been mistaken
in the past. If we task
ourselves to overcome faulty
patterns thought, truth
shall always be our comfort.