The Rat Race

We scurry like ants

Building palaces of smoke

Morning dew glistens

Heaven

The night breeze whispers

Taste and see eternity

O happy madness

Autobiography

I am a sower

Of foolish words from above

Giggling stardust

In the Beginning

"Adam fell that men might be;

and men are, that they might have joy."

~ 2 Nephi 2:25

Original what:

Sin? Consciousness? Grace?

Myth enshrining memory,

A moment in evolution

and we switch

from Ape to Man

from This to That

from Feeling to Seeing

Sublime visions

of something wonderful

for the brave and the foolish

Oh, but the works of human hands

Schemes and dreams to make heads spin

Faster! Higher! Stronger!

So many lessons learned

So much wisdom forgotten and ignored

Are we better, worse, or just different than what came before?

Two roads diverged on that ancient savanna

and we chose the double-edged sword

which clears the undergrowth, while discombobulating the soul

O blessed day!

O wretched day!

Paradise lost, and found

by those brave or foolish enough

to awaken the heart

and be

Father Adam, pray for us!

Mother Eve, pray for us!

True Beauty

Fields of blood and toil

Dirty streets and garbage dumps

You make them holy

The Unholy Trinity

Money - Power - Fame

Seduction Eau de Sewage

Do we dare resist?

Got Privilege?

Grace falls upon all

Unevenly to our eyes

Perfect for Their will

So be not ashamed

Nor prideful about your share

Just trust the kingdom