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Footprints in the Windsm # 933

Footprints in the Windsm # 933

Shall we see with the poet’s eye?
To the real, to the real
Flesh and mud and blood
To bone and marrow and quick
To life, to life, to real
Profit and true weal
Prosperity that lasts
When money and debt run out
To life which lives!
And hugs and tickles
Laughs, cries and bleeds
Grows
Among
Poets’ eyes


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In these money-short times

In these money-short times
In our money-fied culture
We have as many needs as before
& as many people & resources
To meet the needs as before
Let us then be up & doing
Putting heart and shoulder to
Bringing us together

:- Doug.

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What is our duty?

What is our duty? To bring the world to one. Lost as we are among our muddled chaotic thoughts; conflicted as are our peoples pursuing angry selfish ends; running as we are headlong with increasing speed to the edge of the near abyss: to bring the world to one.

Somehow to stifle not our variegated creativity; to encourage our multitude of colors and cultures; to avoid bland sameness and its loss of hope, even to encourage contention and broad differences: to bring the world to one.

Teilhard’s Omega Point. G*d. Unity. Not some Utopian unity, but a dirty, bloody, heart pumping, muscle applying reality: get in the dirt and get it done, remembering that we are the gods, we are the ones for whom we have been waiting: it is all up to us, and it matters!

Muscle and heart-muscle. Nail and tooth and dream. Mud and sky. Us, together.

What is our duty? To bring the world to one.

:- Doug.

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These times are good for us

These times are good for us; we know what it is to hurt, to have no work—and to have much work to do—only no one pays. We know what it is to be sick of soul and able only to turn downward our eyes. We know and so we can help. Our hand is needed, with or without money to pay. For why should a nothing—lack of money—stand in our way?

:- Doug.

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Write it when you hear it

Write it when you hear it
conceive it
honor, respect
look again
extend
what is in your air

:- Doug.

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