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Thoughts from within


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This poem by Woody Harrelson is presented with audio and visuals on Voice Yourself's website. A very good friend of mine showed me last night and it took my breath away. I hope you all enjoy it as much as I did!

Best wishes!


I sometimes feel like an alien creature

for which there is no earthly explanation

Sure I have human form

walking erect and opposing digits,

but my mind is upside down.

I feel like a run-on sentence

in a punctuation crazy world.

and I see the world around me

like a mad collective dream.

An endless stream of people

move like ants from the freeway

cell phones, pc's, and digital displays

"In Money We Trust,"

we'll find happiness

the prevailing attitude;

like a genetically modified irradiated Big Mac

is somehow symbolic of food.

Morality is legislated

prisons over-populated

religion is incorporated

the profit-motive has permeated all activity

we pay our government to let us park on the street

And war is the biggest money-maker of all

we all know missile envy only comes from being small.

Politicians and prostitutes

are comfortable together

I wonder if they talk about the strange change in the weather.

This government was founded by, of, and for the people

but everybody feels it

like a giant open sore

they don't represent us anymore

And blaming the President for the country's woes

is like yelling at a puppet

for the way it sings

Who's the man behind the curtain pulling the strings?

A billion people sitting watching their TV

in the room that they call living

but as for me

I see living as loving

and since there is no loving room

I sit on the grass under a tree

dreaming of the way things used to be

Pre-Industrial Revolution

which of course is before the rivers and oceans, and skies were polluted

before Parkinson's, and mad cows

and all the convoluted cacophony of bad ideas

like skyscrapers, and tree paper, and earth rapers

like Monsanto and Dupont had their way

as they continue to today.

This was Pre-us

back when the buffalo roamed

and the Indian's home

was the forest, and God was nature

and heaven was here and now

Can you imagine clean water, food, and air

living in community with animals and people who care?

Do you dare to feel responsible for every dollar you lay down

are you going to make the rich man richer

or are you going to stand your ground

You say you want a revolution

a communal evolution

to be a part of the solution

maybe I'll be seeing you around.


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Did you check out the version on the website? The way they use visuals timed with Woody reading the poem is really intense!

Evil Dynovac

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That was quaint and decent and very much along the lines of what I have been thinking about these past few days.

I saw The Corporation this weekend and it really opened my eyes. This poem runs along the same lines. They both say similar things.

What can we do? We are in so deep. I drive my car and buy my fast food lunch and drink my beer and watch movies in city's supposedly made of silver, and I enjoy it all. So what can I do?
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Originally posted by Evil Dynovac

What can we do? We are in so deep. I drive my car and buy my fast food lunch and drink my beer and watch movies in city's supposedly made of silver, and I enjoy it all. So what can I do?
Make choices that you feel good about. Stand behind what you believe in and do not falter. Buy toilet paper made from recycled material so that you aren't personally killing a tree every year (I think there was a thread about this not so long ago). Support local organic farmers. There are lots of organizations that are trying to make a positive imprint on our planet, get involved with one of them. Write letters to stop privitization of essential resources and services.

Do anything, just do something. Every little bit helps.


Evil Dynovac

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Already do the recycled toliet paper thing, and my wife insists on buying all thing organic if possible, including our meat. I feel these are painless 'consessions' because I'm still exercising my consumerist tendancies.

Other than letter writing to councillors (which I've gotten into as of late) I'm still looking for ways to have a positive impact on our environment.

Perhaps I should kill PosTMOd. The gas he creates is abhorent.