March 3, 2010
by jhon baker
Today I am feeling spiky, might try to get the little stingy bastard in the corner once and for all. Or maybe I’ll lie down on the floor and pretend none of this is happening while I try to avoid the electric touch of humans.
words
the notebooks,
IBM Selectric IIIs,
et cetera
these are my shields,
protecting me from the world
from you –
My words are the weapons
I utilize
bludgeoning the audience
until they bleed from ears,
mouth, fingertips,
and eyes.
– I wrote this, just now actually in HTML’s commentary.
I like to shoot from the hip. It seems to work better.
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March 3, 2010
by jhon baker
“Do not do the slightest thing
now that the wise would later censure.”
– from the Sutta Nipata
This Buddhist teaching is probably the closest teaching to my heart. To me it says to look at each of our actions and consider all the ramifications of such.Even what seems to be positive assistance can be in retrospect quite nefarious without intention.
humm, I’ll have to think about this awhile again.
Written in 2008 and unfortunately still a timely comment.
meditation on war consciousness
It’s War,
Do you accept?
without question
what do you offer
your children
loyalty
do you accept
without agenda
believe
offer prayers
money
market share
retirement
It’s War.
do you accept?
cold
inhospitable
non-responsive
indispensable propaganda
it’s war,
do you accept.
without question
without agenda
this that we offer
can only be as now here
do you accept?
without question.
– I wrote this.
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March 2, 2010
by jhon baker
The sane point fingers
to keep themselves appearing sane
to stay their definition
The glamorous point bejeweled fingers
to keep their proportions
as the definition of beauty
Well, stop pointing your
sticky fingers at me
I will not obsess your definitions
I am comfortable in my own
imbalance
and deformed self
– I wrote this
This was previously published in GSR. I was thinking this morning about my deformed self while I was waiting for the meds to kick in and naturally my mind went to this poem again.
So, enjoy and as always – feel free to comment, question and what have you.
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March 1, 2010
by jhon baker
life ended abruptly by the
bullet of another’s weapon
paid for by a master neither
one of you has ever met
weapon that was cleaned
with as much care as yours
and placed firmly in hand by
another country such as yours
and without thought, fired to
bring ends to ideals and have
certain glory from gods or God
fired a bullet that ended it’s
own journey in your body
your body, which lies there
weapon in hand that surely would
have ended the bullets owner
if given the chance
this is the death that you have chosen
as if picked out from a catalog
listed under ‘means of dispatch’
and you nation mourns forgetting
your choice
never blaming the decisions
that placed you there
yours and your masters
but I am colder and I cheer
not at your death but
at the end you were able to choose
for yourself
I am not so lucky and
I will die unknowing from where
the bullets came
– I wrote this
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the platitudes of willful resemblance 