we were birthed to be
artists scientists philosophers active engaged twinkling intellects
the stars our destination
somehow we got sidetracked
into shopkeeping & mandatory drudgery
& beliefs about the need to justify existence
& waste-clog landfills & skies & waters
& everyone runs around pretending
to use that fatty pudding
only for rationality & logic & reasons
that seem to ignore any number but some bottom line
but rationally logically reasonably we'd all be
better served as sculptors & poets, playwrights & illustrators
journalists & researchers, lab techs &
a 1000 kinds of nobel prize winners, & a never-ending line of musicians
life lived as art, art lived as life -- have ya ever tried this science of living
every moment's a boogie-woogie symphony, every view a cinema just for me
graceful moving sculpture's the whole universe of life
creating every moment that comes along
(& those are just the primitive forms, whole new art waits to be born)
what's vogon to one is shakespeare to another
that's part of the point, the process is more crucial than the product
(make that slow-producing artists & scientists & philosophers, leisurely loving their lives)
all is illusion & all is one & all is spirit & all is material
& everything's an energy field interacting with an energy field in an energy field
living in galaxies & nebulas of infinite improbability & pessimism's yours if you want it to be
but we are the creators & we find all the evidence we need
to support our beliefs as a matter of course
& i prefer to look forward to futures of unlimited potential
to live in hopes & dreams
to create the marvelous promise of the grey jelly
copyright 2007 by Kia Gabrielle McLean
Poetgrrl
Musings poetic from the demon, Kia . . . . . .
Thursday, April 24, 2008
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