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Scene from 'An Angry Rant'I've always sought new way to experience this life, so graciously given to me by Gaia. New ways to experience, to love, to share and to create. The opportunities of this lifetime are astounding, held back only by lack of motivation, by the clouded minds that blind themselves to the true beauty this world provides.
Life is such a wondrous period of time, every second breath flows through us is a miracle compounded by thousands of miracles. A miracle this planet is the exact distance from the sun, which gives off the exact amount of heat, on a planet that spins at the exact right speed and tilt under an ozone that holds the exact atmospheric conditions needed to sustain life. The exact amount of land to water, the exact plants to clean the air we breath, the animals that nurture and guide us, the forests that protect us and the mountains that inspire us...
This world is a bloody wonder, and billions of people take that for granted.
Mother My LoveO, Mother!
Why don't you see?
Take your head from your hands
and please, notice me!
See me dancing in the sky!
But still you are unhappy-
Tell me, why do you cry?
Is it for the children
marching on to war?
Or is it the starving orphans
your tears fall for?
I'll save them,
I promise you this;
Just to make you happy
I'll fill this whole world with Bliss!
I'm fighting the good fight,
I won't quit till I'm through.
Mother, won't you smile?
I'm doing this for you...
Mother, keep breathing,
I'm not ready for you to go.
My whole life is to make you happy,
or didn't you know?
Mother, if you can hear me;
Tell Father I'm coming in a while.
But first I must save this world
for the Memory of your smile.
For a Purple WorldPurple reflections of a long gone age
ripple across the waters of Time.
Red had intensified, so long ago,
spreading it's liquid namesake and rage.
Sweet-tempered Blue, and the magic she did know,
was trapped in the darkness, having broken no crime.
Red, thinking himself stronger of the two,
forged new secrets and worshiped the blade.
Carving his way through the streets of history
he sought a change, to create the world anew.
Seeking one truth, he told His Story,
in place of the old, new religions were made.
But Blue, lonely Blue, shed a solitary tear
before being forgotten, lost and confused.
Ever present, but ignored, she rebuilds the broken,
defending the weak she gives courage to Fear.
Love, Peace and Goodness are all signs of her token.
Had she full power, no one would be abused.
As long as we all wear, those glasses of red:
Hate, War & Torture will be our Gravy Train.
But if you would like, to change our cup of tea
to something a little sweeter instead.
Then come, stand here, and
Friday Night SermonWelcome to our church,
our fine congregation!
Of good-standing youths,
out to change this Nation.
Our values are challenged,
our Freedom denied,
the government consists
of politicians who've lied.
What is our purpose?
Why are we here?
To bring equality to life
and eliminate fear.
Why a woman can't go out
at three in the morning:
Because with every man she sees
comes a new warning.
I have grown tired
of Fat Men swollen with greed
growing large from the profits
stolen from those in need.
I don't know about you,
but I am not going to quit
Till Respect is given freely
and no one is treated like shit.
So stand up beside me
and let our voices ring.
Let's remove this mentality of hate
as we dance and we sing.
PetalsThe grass tickled between her toes as her father toiled away with the roses by the letterbox. She watched his fingers weave between the thorns to pat the soil around each bush, humming to some John Lennon song she couldn't put a name to. Despite the sun just tipping the horizon, she saw sweat prickling his brow and his eyes squinting against the light. The fine lines on his face were suddenly accentuated by shadow, and for a moment, she swelled with wonder.
'Maria, come here,' he said, waving her over. 'You're not going to learn anything sitting all the way over there.'
Excitement sparked her limbs into motion, and she crawled over to sit next to him, careful to tuck her skirt beneath her thighs to avoid the dirt.
He picked up a pair of clippers from beside him. 'Now, you need to snipe back these diseased parts here and there from the base of the plant. It helps it grow better.'
Snipping off two pieces of wood with ease, he deposited them in Maria's outstretched hand. Their rough textu
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