We fly through an infinite space.
A spec of sand in the eye of the gods.
Knowing not our place and who made
us to face this internal place.
We cling to and create beliefs that
will fill up our empty infinite space.
We make laws and government to make
order out of chaos and loss.
Technology is a slave to soothe our pain.
To fight our wars and remove the human
from the humane as we remotely attack.
As we “engage” our targets as if they are robotic.
We ask to maintain the rule of law and justice
When we find the ones who have inflicted their vengeance
on governments and civilians. We murder for our cause
as most would rather have them shot in the head than give pause.
We make our enemies alien and think of them in terms
of target acquisition on huge flat panel monitors of GPS intelligence
that passes for substance. That passes for judge, juror, and trial
as fear is inflicted to deny them the justice we so cherish.
War is a drug that grows technology and pollution.
Politicians and media pundits speak of truth high on the fog of war.
Bobblehead actors being paid to enslave a generation again.
As the fundamentalists from all factions declare martial law.
We want our country back and it’s time the people attack.
We want your oil and we’ll take it from you and give you freedom.
The bobbleheads shock and awe the masses with their cattle prod.
“Get rid of the government,” they say with a wink and a nod.
New militias grow at alarming rates, training to defend their inalienable rights
to own assault rifles and to keep BIG government from raising taxes
to give us health care. I pledge this allegiance. United we stand.
United we fall on this ticking time bomb we call humanity.
On a spec of sand flying through our Universe.
In a not very special galaxy. On a not very special planet.
In a seemingly endless cycle of bloodshed to be King of a microcosm.
Bombs bursting in air, after the fog cleared there was no one there.
Dear Jefferson I once again ask for your ear and counsel.
I have been thinking of this country and the terror and fear we constantly live in.
How spree killings and horror are what our media feeds on and swims in.
And I offer a simple remedy for terrorism once and for all.
Effective immediately we force our media to focus only on the GOOD.
We force them to turn away from the bloodbaths and bombings for ratings.
And realize that by covering the terror they are part of this cultural fading.
For you can not have terrorism without media coverage.
For you can not have fear if you are not forced to be fearful.
We need to focus on the good because that is what we need as a country.
And as a culture if this was to happen we would reprogram media consumers.
That in order to get media coverage you have to be great.
In order to be media worthy you have to go out and create
A culture of positive change for yourself and others.
If we were to do this it would immediately take away the terrorists’ power.
They know if they blow themselves up our media will blow up their story.
Killing innocents will lose its invisible glory and power
in this culture that uses violence and fear to make our people cower.
Is this naive, many will think, to focus on the good and ignore the bad?
I believe this is imperative for our culture to survive instead.
If this action is not taken the terror will continue as it is all linked.
For a moment we should all turn off our TVs and begin to think.
What type of culture do we want our children to inherit?
Do we wish our good deeds to go unnoticed and not gain merit?
So I present you this simple solution for many of our country’s problems.
I look to you for guidance as always to help me find clarity and prudence.
On how a step this small and yet significant we might make?
On how we can take the terror out of terrorism for our children’s sake?
The U.S. military is not filled with saints and patriots.
As a veteran myself I saw people just trying to get by and pay bills.
The soldiers I knew ran away from the problems they couldn’t solve.
They clung to “American Values” as a mantra and a cause.
The soldiers I knew would betray you at the drop of a hat.
If it became a choice between losing sleep or another guard duty
They would easily make up a story and throw your name out.
Or drink you under a table and take you out back.
The soldiers I served with were uneducated and scared.
Just trying to get by and make life as easy as can be.
When not playing cards or talking shit about each other
They would shirk their duties and call you a Blue Falcon for caring.
When not playing RPGs and talking about glory
They would smoke pot in the latrine and ask for off duty.
They would often fall asleep on guard duty from hangovers acquired
While drinking till the sun came up over their heads.
The age of the soldiers that I talk about is skewed.
From teenagers to middle aged men it all comes unglued.
When the civilians back home talk of patriotism and heroes
They forget that many of these soldiers are just humans
That couldn’t figure out how to make it on the outside.
That enlisted for the promise of the MGIB and bonus money inside.
Especially in tough economies these promises get greater
Now in a recession enlistment rates are at an all time high.
As folks raise their hand and make that most important of oaths.
They trade their lives for the security they can’t find as civilians.
On this veterans day I remember that today’s soldier is not always noble
For they all have traded their freedom for a paycheck a promise and a lie.
Consider a wavy, two-dimensional surface,
with many different spheres glued to its purpose
—one sphere at each surface point,
and each sphere attached by another joint.
This geometric construction is a fiber bundle,
with the spheres as the “fibers,” and the wavy surface as the “base.”
This is what holds everything you know to be in place.
A sphere can be rotated in three-dimensional space:
around the x-axis, the y-axis, or around the z-axis.
Each of these rotations corresponds to a symmetry
the fiber bundle connection is a field describing
how spheres at nearby surface points are colliding.
The geometry of the fiber bundle is described by
the curvature of these infinite connections.
In the corresponding quantum field theory,
these particles interact according to YOUR queries.
The world changed today as I turned on my TV.
There were random acts of kindness all over the screen.
For the first time in history these things became news for me.
An eagle scout built a nature trail in a local park close by.
A family adopted a child, and gave her a new start and home.
A father was laid off, and was able to start his dream job instead
Where he teaches local teens the values he wishes we all had.
An Israeli and Palestinian family live side by side in peace.
Volunteering has become America’s favorite past time, over sports.
Bike commuting has turned into a movement all over the world.
Healthy fast food joints are being built to fight our junk food courts.
And not a word was reported about spree killings, rapists or pedophiles.
These random acts of kindness were broadcast for all to see.
A new school was built in a village in Africa for girls to get a degree.
Fresh clean water is now available in the countries we made free.
Cancer research is advancing with the use of nanotechnology.
Different religions all over the world are living in peace and harmony.
Hard to believe these examples I’ve shown, but indeed it’s a reality.
Global initiatives on climate change, policy united
from every land to every sea.
Random acts of kindness have begun to be reported today.
To seek out the love and turn away from the hate.
To seek out forgiveness and turn away from vengeance.
To not focus on the fear injected into our culture for ratings.
Random acts of kindness, happen everyday and go unreported.
News media began to focus on the love and forgiveness that we can achieve.
So we may remember the good in life that is happening everyday.
Of course this is a fantasy, but one I’d rather live in and believe.
Moments in time like quick footsteps.
Flying by throughout your mind and sometimes
One must look back and think of
the path they have taken and what was learned.
I have lived recklessly and taken chances.
I have not treated my body like a temple.
I have been close to the edge and found my footing.
I have lived with no heat and not much to eat.
I have been part of the dot com boom.
Thrown myself under the dot com bust.
Raised my hand after 911 and made an oath
and was willing to die for vengeance and lust.
Lost my father and found my wife
who has birthed us two delights.
And through it all I have learned that
there is no destination to this journey.
That friends and family are all you really have.
That material wealth and fame will kill happiness.
That technology and data can enslave the mind.
That freedom is a luxury that is sold as a commodity.
That it’s okay to be wrong and apologize.
That listening is a virtue that is not valued enough.
That a position of strength need not be defended.
That it is okay to show all your cards and let down your guard.
That you can grow stronger from sickness.
That when life gives you ivory build a tower.
That lifelong learning is our obligation to living.
That accepting ignorance is the first step towards knowledge.
I have been twice broken and learned to walk again.
I have lost my faith and sanity and found it countless times.
I have seen death and learned to live with it as a companion.
I have greeted life and believe in you and me and all of humanity.