Die-it

Blood Type O Positive, I've been eating wrong all along
Since childhood, from McDonald's to BK; I'm not blaming you Mom
We both didn't know Diet was all; at least you weren't feeding me Psalm after Psalm
I'm glad I can complain about something so minor
Because some mom in Africa, can't even afford a liner
Her child is enslaved to be a Diamond Miner, and to her, no job is finer
We here in America, we have the choice to eat right
Depending on your class level, as well as genotype
Hype I am now, knowing how blood can affect Diet
Might it, even cause cancer, acne, all these things that hopefully only get discussed in our dreams
Certain foods can morph us into fiends
Eating disorders, both sexes throwing up what they eat, not only teens
Khalil The Heretic said we should all eat well, not only Kings
The political and religious elite, always believe they deserve more
All this worldly bullshit, can I dream that I can soar
Past the moon's core, away from this life's tour
Maybe another world will take me in
They'll say, "Ah, we've been waiting for you, Aaron"
And then, as I go to greet the peaceful Alien,
****BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP****

I've got a bone to pick with one species

Dogs barking, and barking, and barking
They believe they are similar to the anointed one
My two sense is that most owners have reversed the name God
And made it Dog
You see, people like Dogs more than their Gods
They praise them, display them, make up ways to embrace them
I know it's not too serious, maybe I'm being a little delirious
But when I'm trying to watch Donnie Darko, or even better, meditate
And all I hear is your little Shit-Zoo, I only hesitate
At the thought of correcting the whole situation,
Just like I would handle Joey The Situation
Please excuse me for my minor frustration
Remember, in other countries, viewed by secret satellite video stations
We learn that some people eat the dogs,
When with better ideas and thoughts, we could be worrying about future constellations
(Aquarian?)
Instead of hearing Lady Gaga on your dumbed down radio station
Let's all take an inner vacation, escape for a few hour
Stop focusing on the 7th tower
Realign, and shift your power
To positivity, infinity, the laws of trinity
You know, it just hit me
This poem started out about Dogs, but it morphed into a mystery
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Will Mankind ever create a kind man?

Lost Humanity

When was the last time you felt like a human being?  Were you 10, having the time of your life at the local pond?  Or were you fighting with your sister, how could you be so mean?  We live in a world which rewards us when we conquer a country, when we get the new Audi, when we achieve stardom.  People think we are strange when we volunteer for good causes, stand up against corruption, label freedom as Free-Dumb.  We were once a great species, equipped with vast knowledge, using our big brains to understand our universe, outrunning Kudu over a 30 mile landscape.  We still have these magnificent tools, but we use them to read about the Tiger Woods' scandal instead of learning how to travel our galaxy more efficiently.  We use our tools to stress ourselves out for 10 hours a day at a job we absolutely hate, instead of releasing that energy to survive in the wilderness we once called home.  People, we have to get back to the basics.  Carry on our ancestor's tradition of evolution.  Continuously getting better physically, mentally and spiritually.  Connect with your neighbors, not with your favorite T.V. show's actor.  Teach your child what you have learned.  Don't ignore your seed just because your job drains all your energy from you.
These are things we should heed,
because without your corrupted officials taking the lead,
you will soon want all the help you will surely need

Greatness?

The honorable Carl Sagan once said, "We humans are capable of greatness." How true was he? When you look at the horrible newscasts going on everyday, and the numerous negative orientated media outlets, our future may not seem to so bright in your eyes. But our achievements, whether they be negative or positive, have shown me that humans can do anything we set our minds to. If we want to have huge ratings and only make money, we can make a show that has no human value, but the producers goal was achieved. If a family in America wants to know everything about Tom Cruise, they can do that, and they will most likely achieve their goal. We have an infinite knowledge database that is compiled of everything we currently know. And the most wonderful thing about it is, almost every person has access to it, whether it be their own home, a school, or a library. I believe our species is in an infant stage, and this time in our existence is extremely necessary. Historians will look back and point out all of our blunders, and will teach the children of their generations how to evolve their minds and not make those same mistakes. These thoughts give me an enormous amount of hope, in these dire times.

My Time on a Better Island

I wanted to travel to the Big Island after hearing how cheap the land out there was. That has been a recent dream of mine and the idea still sounds wonderful. I did very little reading, and may have been unprepared, but o well, even the well equipped sometimes lose their battles. I left work on a Tuesday, excited to escape my contract, my negative minded co-workers, my "supervisors", and the endless sounds of the city. Getting to the Big Island, I felt as though I just reached Oahu for the first time again. You can feel the island's presence, even if you are not connected soul to earth. I punched Cinderland's address into the GPS and started the Dodge Charger. As I got close to "4 corners", I saw what looked to be possible inhabitants of the tribe, selling "Eco Nuts". After my GPS failed to find the true destination of the hidden Cinderland, I drove back to the strangers to ask them for directions. I was met with both friendliness and my first surprise. Armpit hair! This truly was something I have never seen on a woman, but after learning how normal it really was, it became nothing more than hair. This reinforced my idea that something in one man’s world that could be accepted also could be accepted as taboo in another’s. After receiving guidance from my new neighbor, I arrived into the kitchen of the camp. Greeted by a few tenants, I was immediately welcomed with open arms. After eating some bananas from the land, I went to a Potluck at another village. Most of the food was vegetarian, with the exception of a little egg, and the meal easily satisfied my omnivorous appetite. I met a few intellectuals at the dinner and had amazing conversations about The Ringing Cedars Series, DNA plants, owning land, and of course life. After leaving Kurtistown with a full belly and mind, we headed to the camp for the night. My first day was more than a success, and it only got better. A few days later, I sat down with a realtor and then toured Hawaiian Acres. I was overcome with fear and doubts that I would fail at making it out here, and realizing my dream, but while reading ‘The Alchemist’, I learned that those emotions were as natural to the world as love. Knowing this, I pushed on. No big deal. After going to some of the properties with my realtor, I found an amazing lot, with many trees, which equals a lot of good soil, and that’s all I really needed to make my pick. My week long trip instantly became a success. During my time on the Big Island, I was shown not just properties. Residents of Cinderland took me to a few great tide pools and hot ponds. The ponds are amazing, having lava flowing right underneath them. I also went to the Volcano National Park, hiking through old lava tubes and valleys of barren rock. It reminded us of being on the moon.

Throughout my week I visited properties, various cities, and met wonderful people. I once thought that this world was too wretched to raise a child, but after seeing the communities children run around, I immediately changed my mind. These kids were different than regular American kids. They could hold a conversation with an adult, speak openly in large crowds, and introduce themselves in their own way. One of even randomly climbed on my back while I was doing some pull ups in the kitchen. Cinderland gave me a lot of hope for all of humanity. It showed me an alternate way of life, a life that was practiced by our ancestors. No, it was not a Utopia, but is there even such a thing in this life?

Anybody looking for something different than your regular nine to five job, five days a week, until you reach 65, should definitely visit an eco-village. Even if you go back to your life, you will gain a different perspective on life, and realize how your ancestor’s might have felt when they didn’t have to deal with stresses of this thing we now call “life”.

Here are some links to get you started.

http://cinderland.org/

http://directory.ic.org/records/ecovillages.php

http://hawaiianacres.org/

contracted out

If you came here tonight, trying to escape your current life

i'm right there with you, and i've recently realized my true might

i was once only 17, not having a single clue about what i wanted to do

so i hopped on a plane, about to start anew

i graduated BASIC, now i was a sailor, nobody now could label me as a failure

as i went to far away lands, i realized what our military actually did, gained america very few fans

i became lonely & depressed, my fellow workers didnt get it

the world wide web became my best friend, and i became a misfit

the net showed me the true power of knowledge and i kept wanting more

for now i can soar, to distant galaxies as well as deep into the earth's core

ive done two overseas tours, and i dont want this life anymore

but where will i work, there arent any jobs

that may be true, but honestly, i'd rather be poor

for i can not keep supporting war, this thing called the military industrial complex

battle after battle, country after country,

i wouldnt be able to live with myself

it's not that complex

sorry folks, i'm getting out, contract terminated

my soul will not be soled, my mind now recreated

rays of the sun permeated onto my skin

i do this for my future kin

there wont be a word for this thing we call sin

women, kids, and men, stand up and fight

not with your fists

but with your thoughts, your actions, your minds

let's Unite!