Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Perpetual Darkness




Theres a rightful need in the greed somehow
To salvage whats left of a human instinct
We awaken to the finality of wisdom's end

Theres a heavy lure in madness somehow
Like in a blackout of all guiding lights
Even the moon burns with a bitter vengeance

There are no spoons
There are us loons
Our holocaust noon
Is rising too soon

Perpetual darkness...

On every kingdom's throne
In all the deity's homes
On sacred alter stones
Have we still not seen

Perpetual darkness...

There will be nothing left
That we can own
But our thoughts and dreams
O what could have we been

perpetual darkness...
are we still not seeing
perpetual darkness...
have we still not seen

enough!


http://www.cc.gatech.edu/people/home/idris/Essays/
Sagan_The_Demon_Haunted_World_Excerpt.htm

Monday, October 22, 2007

continuous u turn


What the hell am I thinking about
I must be nuts...

I'm supposed to act like they aren't here
It may just be my imagination

But whatever it is that's watching...
It's not human..
Unlike little dark eyed doanna...
It doesn't ever blink.

What does the scanner see...
Into the head,
down into the heart
does it see into me... into us ?
clearly ? ... or darkly ?

I hope it sees clearly...
because I can't any longer...
see into myself.
I see only mirk.

I hope for everyone's sake...
that the scanners do better.
because if the scanner sees only darkly the way I do...
then I'm cursed... and cursed again.

and we're only wanted dead this way...
knowing very little...
a n d    g e t t i n g  t h a t    f r a g m e n t   w r o n g    t o o              

      - excerpts from the screenplay of ' A Scanner Darkly ' filmed on an animated keanu reeves...


 - - - Oh my victim of righteousness on the glorious road to hell...

 - - - intentions don't count. action does.

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

bAD lANGUAGE

This is the deserved trajectory of our fate
our lurching rampage up to the edge of our cliff
chocking our arteries with corporations and senates
watch out for the spine of atlas going stiff.

radical sadistically is tactically impractical
our miracle now basically irretractably mechanical
we've gutted the bowels of earth & smoked it up
we're carving her bones for ornaments of plastic dolls

the remedy is not turning around and fleeing
but accelerating the stock index.
mass extinction of homo detritus
mass salvation for the planet.

http://www.whatawaytogomovie.com/

www.growthmadness.org