Posted by: Jerry Tags: beast, brutish, delusion, fools, imbecility, louder, noise, Political, rational, reasoning, savage, side, tension, travesty, truth, waves
Gush the noise…
How they grow louder and louder…
They come wave after wave persistently
with each wave getting louder and longer
while the intervals between the waves get ever shorter and slimmer…
In vain I searched for a quite place, space or crevice
From which to observe this curious occurrence
The stupefaction and idiotification of the masses by political frenzy
The question that comes to mind is, What happened to civilization?
Or was there ever one?
The line have been drawn, sides have been taken
I can see and feel the tension mounts as both sides tear at each other like savage beast
Their sense of reasoning seems to have vacated them..
The media that is supposed to be the watchdog for the truth are the first to sacrifice truth at the alter of delusion.
The intellectual elites, though opened their mouth, what come out are devoid of objective rational…
They are like brutish plagued with imbecility.
Open your eyes and reasoning to see the travesty that’s staring you in the face
The line drawn is false. For before you is a political trickery…
This is nothing but one coin…..
So what you think are diametrically opposite is not so
but two sides of the same coin…
I suspect who ever wins come election day, would make no difference…
For there is one that always wins, the one that own the coin.
Ho the noise again…
I wish these fools will be quite, if only for a while, and let common sense prevail..
Ha, I almost forgot they’ve killed common sense…
Ours is a society of constant learning
We learn continually…
Accumulation of information in hopes of increase in knowledge
How to get this done….
How to get that done…
We are so enamored with learning how to
That we run the risk of not making time for the actual doing
In being so preoccupied with the study of life…
We never make the time to live life.
Always learning…
But never getting any wiser
Becoming more inform in theories…
Practically becoming more bankrupt existentially
We are studying ourselves in to imbecility
Some situations are just so enigmatic
That the mind can’t fathom…
Where to begin or what thoughts to think
The heart does the thinking this time
But oh, how deep are the thoughts of the heart
The mind, struggle it may to understand but to no avail.
There is a thought, a reasoning process of the heart
That the mind can never understand…
Just like the physical can never fully understand the spirit.
This is the mystery am facing…
In the course of my journey through life’s pathway
I’ve become aware of a presence…
A presence that is always there unnoticed
It’s there in the dark and in the light but still unnoticed.
Perplex by this constant presence, I dare asked..
Who are you or what are you?
Why are you always in the company of humans?
It looked at me steadfastly in response to my questions.
Then calmly said…
I rule over human kind and my name is Hypocrisy
I dwell in every human and make them do my biding…
I endued them with the ability to change faces at will…
They love to hate me, hence the denial of my presence
In rage I grabbed its by the throat and slammed it against the wall,
In response it let out a grotesque spin shilling laughter….
Pinning it against the wall, I looked into its eyes
Beholding all forms, size, color and types of humans
Among them I saw one that looks very familiar…
No not familiar, it was I…
I was staring at me
And of all the hypocrites I saw, I was the most…
The most… the most hideous
O my God, what a state of denial
We are all hypocrites, but of them all…
My hypocrisy knows no bound.
As I drive down the street, there is an uncomfortable scenario
Unfolding before me, staring right down my face…
I looked at it and wonder why this, why now?
Then it hits me like a brick wall in the face
It’s almost Christmas, hence the traffic jam
That seems to plague me every where I turn as I drove.
Where are all this people going?
They are going about doing their Christmas shopping of course
Shopping… hmm Shopping for what?
Shopping for Christmas gifts for their loved ones…
For their loved ones, really?
Hmm…that is strange, cause the closer I observed them
The more stressed laden emotion I sensed from them…
If they are really shopping for gifts for their loved ones….
Why are they not doing the shopping with much love and joy.
I suspect there is something amiss here…
Ha, now I think I’m beginning to get it!
The joy of Christmas is gradually being suffocated
Under the weight of commercialism….
This commercialism induces a warped view of Christmas
Once Christmas lost its essence
Then the joy is gone
It’s almost Christmas
But, were is the joy?
