sinking into hell

[anirbas]

just a moment more
to process this lack of grace
now I understand

how a country falls
so far so fast so quickly
into fascism

I would not believe
had I not seen it myself
I wish I was blind

I wish I was blind
unable to see this land
sinking into hell

[darkness0within]

I get what you mean
such interesting haiku
on a subject known

People have their time
as the rise of each nation
to fall on their swords

in hope we will trust
to histories biography
forgotten by most

the circle completes
as lessons are forgotten
in the mists of time

[moseley]

I start to wonder though. Things that stay the same, decay,break down, destabilize---and I ponder that the end of one thing begats the next and it is not better or stronger, just less entropy in it. Now, cancer and grey hairs, well, more ponderance. Today's comfy couch is tomorrow's threadbare nuisance...as for me, I am pretty sure the "comfort seeking" mechanism in me has led me where I am and the answer for me is to stop, and I am so good at doing less, shamefully less and even with that, collectively, it seems all of America let those who would pick up the torch piss it out and we couldn't bother....for me, I am reaping my sowing, with alot of forgiveness and mercy still. As for the rest of this, the condition has always been liquid, like sand and no matter how solid we see it, it can go to rubble. Then I hear the patent chuckle Hannah Barberra gave to it's character, Barney Rubble and I think "appropriate that it should end with a Barney Rubble chuckle and maybe a dogfart". Those that will be taking over the system, have had this in plans for a long, long time, and for some of them, it was a life's work to see the creation of a new kind of crown to put on a new kind of head. Maybe we saw it coming, but in parts, dismissable parts that we did not bother to delve in as we did not want to be obsessive. Then again, the very nature of collective critical thinking has been under attack and if any of us had something to say, we were silent. Shamefully silent

[moseley]

some days I am ready to don an HR Puffinstuff suit and just drop some acid as I go a skipping down Central avenue in some gotham

[anirbas]

Laughing out loud at the image of you skipping down any boulevard in an HR Puffinstuff costume. And tripping on acid, no less. Oh, lawsy. Bit long in the tooth for waltzing through window panes... Take a trip and never come back. Guffawing again.