Ritual Exploration

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Ritual Exploration,

Noon on Earth
Noon for us,
Noon for Mankind,
And this test of kindness.

Will we be in love?
Will we survive,
This striving morning sun?

Children, we have come from the wilderness.
Will we return to pre-dawn, to licking blood from the skin?
Will it call our name as it called the wolves back to the sea?

Will the afternoon be met with evening?
Drawn back to the twilight of species,
To wait in the waves that divide the ocean from its shore.

May we know when the time is right,
Finally to know each other as ourselves.

May we embrace our sameness,
When comes that day we see the others,
Those new ones, those extra-EBEs,
Those not We.

I've seen them in the sky.
I've seen them digging below our feet.
Crawling quietly, invisible in their hives.

The clouds bring us rain but hide the lies.
The sun is occluded, the truth behind Us painted black.

The song just never remains the same.

It’s so Rock and Roll.

If future is truth,
It is yet innocent in our minds,
The past but a lie, misremembered, mistook, revised.

We smile and cough,
We say we know what's going on,
But we forget,
What lives is ahead,
What's dead, gone.

We know circles,
We know fire,
We know how to build higher and higher.

We've looked around,
Balanced and found,
Relationships with the universe take sacrifice,
Some more than others.

Some chanting words will lead us out.
Some rounds of self same communal feelings
Will teach the children to dream star filled dreams.

Cadets from early on,
May We celebrate Space Holidays
Like "Up-Ships-Go! Day."
Thrilling with rising fire seen from latitude 33.

May We find more than ourselves.

Publicize it.

Begin your book.

Sitting on lunch rock,
You might see a mushroom cloud
Rising over the eastern mountains,
"Gotta take a couple more runs."

I need to get my edges ground.
As the world turns more weird,
I shall get more wayward.
And call the suit of the day,
Fighting for survival,
Doing gigs in The Genes and Memes Inn,
In concert.

Seeking the Inn of immortality,
We Must Fight To Believe.
It doesn't matter if it's
For war or for peace.

Fight to see.
Not the Truth, but the Vision.
The continuum We build, this dream of memes in bluejeans.

Act. Action. Activation.
Make what you see.

We see sometimes I am a monster.
Sometimes fires blind the eyes in me.
When the heart feels like pushing lead,
Not serenity.
But it wants to live,
When it wants to win.

Humans... what explosive suddenness.
Subtle, passionate, then dead.
We bloom.