Thursday, December 31, 2009

Happy New Year

Premier ne puis, second ne daigne, David suis


I wish everyone a happy and safe New Year. May this New
Year be the best of your life, until next year.


Anatole David

Friday, December 25, 2009

Kalstradamus: Predictions for 2010

Misty images rise from the basin. It is time for prophecy.

1. Gold will be the Bubble of 2010.

2. Oil and the Dollar will increase in value.

3. Afghanistan will start becoming a debacle in May. Pashtuns, not The Taliban.

4. Al Qaeda will increase its activity in SE Asia. Indonesia and The Philippines.

5. The market will continue to rise until a correction in April.

6. The Healthcare "Reform" Bill will pass and become a Pyrrhic Victory
for the Democrats as they lose almost every seat contested in the Mid-term

7. In May President Obama's approval rating will be lower than Dubya's in

8. Former Vice President Dick Cheney will die in June.

9. Pakistan and India will sign a Peace Treaty.

10. China will continue refusing to float the Yuan. Human Rights abuses
will increase and pressure will be put on the US to stand up. The US
will not do anything. Just as it has done nothing to stop the expansion
of Israeli settlements in Palestinian Territories despite President
Obama vowing he'd stop them in his speech at Cairo.

12. The answer to the Climate Issue will come from Technological Advances
in 2010. It's a good thing, because nations would never agree to limit
industry and raise taxes now for a better future. cf. Massive failure at

13. Senator Reid of Nevada will lose his re-election to Senate.

14. An Earthquake in California will lead to massive destruction and
death. The epi-center will be near Santa Clarita.

15. Tiger Woods will die from an overdose of pain killers and sleeping

16. Vladimir Putin will be instrumental in securing a deal with Iran to
stop enriching Uranium and allow it to be enriched in Russia to
only be used in Power Plants.

17. Iran and Iraq will enter into a new phase of relations. More towards
rapprochement despite the Oil Field scuffle now in the disputed

18. Swine Flu fears will die as the once feared "Pandemic" will
ebb away.

19. "Official" Unemployment numbers will reach as high as 15% in

20. The Housing Market, private real estate, will begin recovering in

21. I will Marry the love of my life on November 2.

Principio magni custos Clementia mundi..........

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Happy Holidays( A Message to Everyone)

"Heloise my sister, once dear to me in the world, now dearest to me in Christ, logic has made me hated by the world." ----Peter Abelard, Confession of Faith 

In a faithless world love is the only value worth sharing. Though reason falls to despairing depths and failure is trumpeted as triumph we, in our hearts, know what's true. Love alone can move us in the appropriate direction. It has moved me to share what I feel love to be---something true, more certain than thought. The Holidays are an occasion to share this gift all can easily give. Give freely and become free as the given. Here, my dears, it is. From this point it spreads waves of warmth. Whether you're next door or a world away, love's ability to touch is instant. Hopefully you are touched. 

To everyone a Happy Holidays.

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

The Logic of Selling Out(The Healthcare Reform Bill)

"Legislative failures have been very good for Wall Street this year."

-----------CNBC Stock Analyst December 2009.

Healthcare Insurance Company stocks have gone up 30% since the
Healthcare Reform Bill offered up by Senator Baucus was released.
Pharmaceutical Company stocks have been up 30%. By mandating
people to buy Insurance and having no public option the few Healthcare
Corps, nearly trusts, have no competition and thus have no check on
their charges. They could not have hoped, reading President Obama's
campaign rhetoric i.e. "Why mandate something most people can't
afford?" "What we need is a solid public option.", they could ever get
such a sweetheart deal with his "Reform" bill.

Now the White House cries not passing this sham reform bill
will bankrupt the country. Didn't we hear this on the eve of the executive
decision to pass the bank bail outs? Sadly, in the case of the Healthcare
Reform Bill, he's merely fearmongering. It truly is a disgrace how far
his noble campaign rhetoric has fallen to scare tactic calculation. In
this he mirrors his predecessor. The Bill should be killed.

This "Reform" process has shown both parties are shills
for corporate interest. Last night they passed a bill to outlaw
approved foreign pharmaceuticals in the United States. This gift to
the Pharmaceutical gougers of the US was voted for by a majority of
Democratic Senators. No party is for the people. The Stupak Amend.
still stands in the Bill.

We are witnessing one of the greatest sell outs in history. The
Healthcare Industry didn't spend nearly a billion dollars for nothing.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Autumn Menagerie 24: Hope Lost

Words, sweet as cherries,
Harvested smiles and hope.
Change's promise shone
A bright tomorrow.
Words fall like leaves.
Smiles no longer shine.
The broken promise harvests
A cruel season's hopelessness.

Monday, December 14, 2009


My arms become foam. 
The future fades 
intimate as sound earphones conduct.  
Dream forsakes me.  
Your breast cold to the touch, 
a rock pool arranged by an estranged hand. 

Dinner's scent invades the room. 
Spoonfed lover, you break too fast.

Wednesday, December 09, 2009

The Best and Worst of 2009

What a fine year was 2009. Let's close shop a few minutes early, out of charity.

1. Best Mass Inability: Listening

2. Best Mass Ability: Talking Loud

3. Biggest Disappointment: Citizens of the United States

4. Biggest Cliche Revived: Congress as bribed lackeys, Mass Shooter(tie)

5. Crime of the Year: Finance Industry Bail-Out

6. Biggest Shame of Year: Bank Bail-Outs and Opium Money, Healthcare Reform(tie)

7. Imperial Folly of Year: Afghanistan and "Soft Power"

8. Best Movie: Antichrist, Lars von Trier

9. Best Record: Noble Beast, Andrew Bird

10. Best Song: "You Saved My Life", Cass Mccombs

11. Best New Bubble: Gold

12. Feel Good Nostalgia of the Year: "Reaganism"

13. Best TV Program: South Park

14. Worst TV Program: Everything on 24 hour Cable News Networks

15. Man of the Year: President Barack Obama

16. Anti-Woman of the Year: Sarah Palin

17. Biggest Pipe Dream of the Year: Healthcare Reform

18. Best Vision of the Future: Smog Blanketed Chinese Hypercities

19. Best Hope for the Future: My continued health and attention.

20. Best Recycled or Thinly Disguised Anti-Semitism: Federal Bank "List of Members"

21. Worst Hagiology of the Year: Glenn Beck extolling, in an ignorant, unhistorical, manner,
"Founders" and "Pilgrims". The Founders denied women and men without property the vote
and didn't consider blacks humans.(Racism?) Then the Pilgrims came to New England to
"establish Religious freedoms". Yes, with rigid theocratic societies that ostracized anyone
who dared to question and gave no rights to women or poor men. They also began the most
successful and enduring program of Ethnic Cleansing, with a religious defense and fitting
zeal, in History

22. Worst Person of the Year: Rupert Murdoch

23. Mercy Killing of the Year: Michael Jackson

24. Best Person(s) of the Year: Yes Men, Angelina Jolie (tie)

Sunday, December 06, 2009


1. Lotteries are nuclear parables.

2. Docility strengthens the mind.

3. Subjectivity and Objectivity are imaginary antipodes.

4. There has never been a Free Market.

5. Temporality is a running wound.

6. The "World" is thought's crisis.

7. History: the mummification of being.

8. Historicity: mummery a la mode.

9. The dismantling of a County Fair teaches us the
ephemeral nature of dream.

10. Blue light mumbles a modest shame from every housefront.

11. We must stop our ears to Earth's grave call.

12. "Is it you, Gallant Poet, who dresses every beauty as a virgin
and whispers, entre nous, 'I've had her.'?

13. Tame eyes stars dazzle.....

14. Shadows stretch as if spirits of objects reach for darkness.

15. Empire is terror.

Saturday, December 05, 2009



Dust in our eyes
forbids sleep.

Empire's wake erodes care,
making vigilance

The Elephant forgets the world.
Tortoises banish time
 burying watches.


Dust, again, invades
mouths and nostrils.
It conquers all.

Blonde houris
happily bind us
with cool waves'
lapping touch.

Laughter casts
a pall over
spent dream.

Past pillars
sleep pilots us
clear of nightmare's
stifling dust. 

Wednesday, December 02, 2009

Pink Mush

Order was a tone and constant line,
the battle cry,
                               our labor ennobling
                                     pink mush
(Horror of edges and endings cushioned by careful production)

Music of coins pealing in pockets,
a refined tattoo,
                                   decrees the numbing crush
                                            of pink mush

(Between ears and under drawers it is enthroned austere and august)

Saturday, November 28, 2009

Merci Bucket

"Quam misera animalium superbissimi origo"

----Pliny the Elder, Natural History, Bk. VII, chp. 43.

1. Family
2. Lover
3. Friends
4. Health
5. Light
6. Sight
7. Grace
8. Taste
9. Tous les livres
10. Music
11. Dance
12. Impossibly long eyelashes
13. My automobile
14. Athleticism
15. The cooking skills of others

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Stars Hands


Look up

Cast a score
of stars
                     enough for constellation

To assist and guide
                                     with constant fire
all relation


Hands fall
                           Drawn by
                                sidereal hues 
                                          of white cloth

Bury what blinds
                                    shut sky-laved eyes

                                                Let the kindling
                      of this spark
                                              ignite everything

Friday, November 20, 2009

Autumn Menagerie 23: Crush

So far past it whispers.
A realm of sinking
traces I cleave
My tiny fists
crush the fabric
I loved.
I do not remember
her name.

Fragments on Dawkins

Dawkins' hubristic contempt for Religious faith is amusing. Darwin's Theory of Natural Selection and Adaptation stands and has more "empirical evidence" behind it---(Science, much like Religion, is just another value system--it has its liturgy, priests and ethos--it attempts to explain the world) Is it the last word? Who knows? But to entirely debase believers, as a Scientist, no less, is crass. Sir Isaac Newton, Decartes, Pascal and Leibniz---Men who Darwin respected and scientists who had faith. As if Dawkins could sneer at Newton or Pascal? I say this as a non-believer. Science itself requires faith. it's just another fideism, based on the belief that the human mind can etch out cosmic laws through empirical research, equations or hypotheses proven post-festum. Here I would like to pause and mention David Hume's argument against causal connections and progress in time in his A Treatise of Human Nature....Much of the pulp Dawkins writes is Scientific Gospel..Science has brought us closer to mapping the Atomic Nucleus, and with the very same knowledge, Nuclear Weaponry. Does Dawkins really believe in Progress through human intellect via science? Had he met or ever read Oppenheimer, Dirac or Wolfgang Pauli? I doubt it...He cherry picks and Propagandizes like a Vatican Official for his cause. Nothing wrong with that.......The only true Atheism is silence. For you admit a belief in Transcendence in utilizing shared signs and expecting to be understood. That's a Leap of Faith which ultimately leads to Deism. For who or what is the hidden third that endorses agreement? Even through the multiplicity of languages and their mutability and mortality, one ascribes a Deus Absconditus as the invisible third.

Hume also smashed the Intelligent Design theory in his Dialogues Against Natural Religion....He also intimated that science itself was a religion of man's ratio. Humans ascending the Cosmic Throne. Scientists use Hume carefully. Kant was so distraught over the skepticism in Hume's Treatise he was compelled to write his Critique of Pure Reason. These events occurred in the late 18th early 19th century. My how far Dawkins has progressed!

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Autumn Menagerie 22: American Catiline

Young, bold and handsome,
the future spread before
him like a Field of Cloth
of Gold.


Dreams spent.
Promise ground into
fine powder.
He is Legion.

Monday, November 16, 2009

Train Song

I defy sleep
dark angels.

Acres away
the muffled beat of boxcars 
rolls a perfect lullaby.
                                      Steady and dulcet as womb's tide,
                                      the train's wake muted restless flight.

Thursday, November 12, 2009


Gray damp
dishrag skies
wrung out on

The alluvial
spread of
spills 'cross

The cool and acute
touch takes us
from dull

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Autumn Menagerie 21: The Town Crier

"By convention sweet and by convention bitter,
by convention hot, by convention cold,
by convention color: in reality atoms and void."
------------------ Democritus.

His words break the air
Like a toddler's toy.
Laugh or cry
Over the gall.
We must die,
After all.

Monday, November 09, 2009

Sunday, November 08, 2009


Instant vertigo,

lines of light
run through

the mysterious topography
of dreams

wiping eyes and rising,
to orient.

Friday, November 06, 2009

Autumn Menagerie 20: The Mass Shooter(Not Shown)

(Mass Shooter not shown in effort to refuse to feed anti-Muslim
turn of coverage[Latest story-"Shooter Shouted "Allahu Akbar""].
The man in photo is a spokesman and innocent of any wrongdoing.)
(Image courtesy of CBSNews)
If only we had more guns
tragedies like these would
be less likely.
The war machine has no head,
just appetite.
Despite being a Muslim, the shooter was an officer
who acted as a Psychiatric Counselor to personnel
suffering PTSD's from action in theatres of war and
It was well known he had severe misgivings about
the military operations in Iraq and Afghanistan.
The Army promptly called him up to serve in
" All's fair in love and war."

Thursday, November 05, 2009

In Lieu of Fucking

Where notes of
our inspiration
become one.

I'll wear your
softness dalliantly,
invested with 
the full caress.

Let's not stir up dust.
It stings eyes.

In lieu of fucking,
let us cleave to 
sweet reverie
drunk on the
dulcet whisper,

Tuesday, November 03, 2009

The Factory Head

Hum of turbines
unsettles sleep.

A sidewalk unwinds
outside the factory.

It is not music or scenery,
 merely heads touching
     cold machinery.

The furnace still burns.
Black motes rise 
from ashen mouths

  To assemble dark lines
consuming word and deed.

Sunday, November 01, 2009


Bells end days.

nicks Sol's
bright eye...

cool shining
Crown in the pocket
of eve's black shift.

ubiquitous trail
of fragrant exhalation.

triple tongue leap
of ecstatic invocation.

Shade cloaks the lie.

In her eyes,
those sibylline depths,
crafts founder.


Breath erodes.
Flesh leavens to endure.

We must part 
when Sun leaves the sky.
Desire sets, 
but desire does not die.

Friday, October 30, 2009

Autumn Menagerie 18: Solitude

Paris, Courtyard of The Museum of Arms, by A. D. .
Solitary walker,
Astride sunshine
Gently settling over
The gutters
Form a Tau
You are too distant
To note.
Aloof and alone,
You brave ancient
Foreboding shade
Of the entrance
Fails to induce
A turn.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Silent Night

So tiny
and greedy for light,
             the moon
             shines full
             then halved 
             to hidden.

We lift eyes upwards
and lose the way.

Without a feel
for the turn and
believe ourselves still.

Monday, October 26, 2009

A Prophet in New York

Suppose stars under feet.
An error,
mistaking a puddle's reflection
for a fallen scrap
of starry black sky.

Golden calves gild
civic altars.

Behind tinted glass
the Hidden God
                                      Astonished, I'm lost 
                                       to neon suggestion.
The Creator did not
extend His hand.

A pair of red beacons
recede into city's
Host of light.

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Autumn Menagerie 17: Euphorion

"Look around now,

These are the days of the beggars and the choosers......

And it's hard to love, there's so much to hate...."

----"Praying for Time", George Michael.


Timeless words, beautifully sung,

Always rise to fall on deaf ears.

Euphorion, beautiful man-child,

Helen weeps for you.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Autumn Menagerie 16: The Face of Zero

You are nothing, son.
Passed over by those
Who only acknowledge
Your existence by saying
You inhabit another world.
Nothing explains
Murderous disparity.
Inequality decimates
By withholding
Surplus quantity.
A lottery on a
Global scale;
No ticket, no life
Nothing to sell.
You were born Zero,
A Negative Theology.