
We walk with heroes
On paths of love for freedom.
Let us walk in peace.



Imagine if you will,
everything you see in the MAGA
movement is really still.
Moments framed in space and time
and speeded up at will.
Whose will matters; yours or mine?
Wagons moving forward
we are told but their wheels appear
to travel in reverse.
This wagon wheel illusion
is not just made for movies.
It is made to sow confusion.
The brain’s refresh rate is slower
than the information it is seeing.
It believes it is seeing motion
when the still image is moving more rapidly
than the brain can refresh.
Unmerged refresh rates upend believability.
Under certain lighting conditions
and with other distractions
this effect is more striking
and not to the brain’s liking.
The distracting stroboscopic effect
is not truly an illusion, but a warning.
Our brains try to make sense of the lie
right before our eyes.
Sampling any phenomenon
with the wrong frequency
leads to misinterpretation.
The frame moves faster and faster
and slower brain rates sense a disaster.
Film. Repeat. Film in bright light
to move people to the Right.
Offer more distraction
and the lies seem so real
that we put them on media’s reels
so we think were are moving
forward; but, our country
is moving backward.
We must understand projection
for our own and our country’s protection.
We are seeing under the illusion of confusion.
A political strategy for those untrained
to give this phenomena a name.
Now you know it.
Now you own it.
Now do something about it.
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The smaller the space in the head
or in geography, or in any cartography,
The less room for challenges and new ideas.
Facts have only so much space.
They must cling fast to last.
Those who limit themselves
to live inside bubbles
seldom recognize such troubles.
They are sure of everything
and wrong about nothing.
They have organized their small space
impeccably, intelligently, flawlessly.
So they must be as well.
They have neither time nor space to dwell
upon possible fallacy.
Only those outside the bubble can see
the absolute dangers of such insanity.
It is a new kind of mental illness
born in the stillness of active minds
revolving unchallenged by facts
that would make their theories unwind.
No such persons should be given power
over those who would see freedom flower
with a just and truthful effort, hour upon hour.
Those who live in openly-wide spaces,
who are woke to every possibility,
to every person and new discovery
are shut down and shut out
until autocracy has destroyed democracy.

Duty.
Honor.
Country.
Fear.
Cowardice.
Submission.
The first three I claim
The last three I disdain.
No more need be said.
A national honor now dead.
Killed by those who fled
their duty to country,
a brilliant democracy.
I cannot shake the hand
of one unwilling to stand
by my side and claim
a nation fighting shame.
Pretense has no place
in a nation ruled by truth and grace.
Ignorance is no excuse for surprise
by those who choose to close their eyes
to crimes and fraud and hate
until it becomes too late
to grasp and seize and save
Duty,
Honor,
Country.
Parting ways.
“Anyone who has the power to make you believe absurdities has the power to make you commit injustices.” – Voltaire
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I no longer wait through the night for sun to rise.
Darkness diverts stray thoughts and lets my mind play.
Flowers have taught me to wave away sunny days
whose glare overcomes the true color of all it covers.
Flowers’ colors are brighter on cloudy days
when sun’s harshest, boldest gaze
is tempered by drifting clouds and shade.
The sun arouses, but not always in positive ways.
Passion and love arouse in darkness, under cover,
preparing us to live together on sun-filled days
which can overheat our passion with a challenging gaze,
and guns drawn out in furious blaze.
Night brings safety after those last shots are fired
into the night to hold it at bay, for those who tire
of being alone, hopeless and afraid; whose souls require
less sun to stimulate their hate and more cool nights
to bed down and draw covers over their endless fright.
I welcome the night which offers respite and insight.
I welcome dreams which bring truth and understanding alight.
If only we could recall our dreams in daylight,
perhaps we could create world where justice and mercy prevails
and all are treated right.
On the the hotter, brighter days ahead I fear we may fail,
holding on to what we cannot truly see in such bright daylight.
In such over-heated light true color is lost to our sight
distorting our view of all that is true.
Shoving microphones and spotlights on our frailty
too often distorts our reality
until we no longer can recall the truths learned on darkest days.
I no longer wish the darkness of night away.
I see all more clearly in the muted light of night
than ever I can see in brightest daylight.
I no longer wait through the night for sun to rise.
Darker days are here to no one’s surprise.
They may bring the only way we can survive.
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DECONSTRUCTION
The streets were lined for blocks on end.
Signs reminded all who rejoiced to attend
Why they walked and talked and smiled and waved
At passing cars who braved delays
While drivers honked horns and shouted out
“Vote him out and make it a rout!”
Costumed critters danced to our delight
Knowing their freedom would give him a fright.
Deconstruct the lies we have been told.
Deconstruct the narrative being sold.
Deconstruct the bullie’s hold.
Deconstruct institutional mold.
Gather in peace the young and the old.
Stronger are you, more wise, more bold.
Deconstruct so we can rebuild
What he has destroyed with his minions’ lack of skill.
We know how to do this, and more.
We have done it many times before.
My thanks to my friends in Clintonville area of Columbus who helped me attend this moment of patriots’ challenge to the con men robbing the USA of its power, wealth, ideals and humanity. The lack of media coverage was appalling. The misrepresentation of attendance numbers cannot be challenged when media fails to provide images of the gatherings. A local station covered it AFTER it was over and crowds had dispersed. Another stated hundreds attended when it was actually thousands. We are here. We are resisting. We are going nowhere until the despotism and kidnapping of people and the Supreme Court, universities, news organizations, social media outlets, medical and public health Institutions… even our very language and the meaning of words and phrases has been brought to an end and freedom restored.
We shall not be silenced.
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