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tangibility in you and me for all to see if only we can • treasure our synchronicity, un- boggle mind’s capacity • containable is not the most when exceptional’s the toast • the walk around, the flame grow slow, with (y)our meaningful coast to coast tones • reverse today’s polarity, illuminate without disparaging • deserve the planet, tend the land for what is real is hand-in-hand • still seeing many possibilities for repeated trivialities like war and stealth & mad diffusion • bills & missiles and mass confusion.  yo, malevolent towers build halls & malls when the chi of the people crawls or stalls • it’s been done to death and done again • a whisper travels like a dull sound in the night • call • forward all of your immutable rights • all • i’ve known more good people than bad in this life • time • where good n bad overlie is the wisdom • line • some think in rhymes, some think about dollar signs • there’s no escaping the pie chart, but you know I’m always tryin’ • heart • after all what plight is yours is mine; your plight, like mine, is consigned by high crimes • knew it then & now I see it in my son’s eyes • didn’t have to be that way, i know it like i’ve known the sunshine • no, not if the noble ones remember to bear in mind • to stay their fortunes gained through effort or birthright • without a life of taking from the less fortunate pine • of people getting three squares from honest soup lines • family wealth is only healthy when not taken from the lesser guy • from birth-by-mother to dying beside brothers-in-arms • why? • some have hard or fresh-torn hands and sore minds • spent in the day’s mobility for loved ones at home crying • soul-dour about the payment of one month’s utilities bill while trying • to identify with those who guard against the dying of the light tonight • i heard a whisper become a boom in my mind • resound like a boon that’s found its windings and been magnetized • & in it’s field I’ve felt harmonics sublimely • & in its wake the rider lights upon a surface rise • of benevolent technology that leads to freed-up energy, good energies far beyond that of our addictions, see, it makes room for other things like love and hope as the people philosophize • who’d deny it • mama, try it • measurability’s the key if you’re to judge our most expressive tendencies • songs from decades back coined notions and planted seeds of good philosophical oceans; the seeds of endue xylem dreams • you can’t deny the possibility that man can live in harmony • yes, we’re all food and attitude, students & teachers of longitudes and latitudes, all conquered peoples, you know it’s true, from the beaten war vet to the senator beside you • fed on treachery … unless we can believe that too much of it has been a yield to the seldom meaningful, as yet, but all for sake of learning that • & so it took two thousand years • every work of art stakes blood, sweat & tears • yeah, it’s aggravating sometimes just to get up and get some equity, no way no worse in you than it is in me • so I’m not trying to claim there’s no point in struggle or adversity • just that too much time & money has been spent on the notions bred by stoic antagonistic potions bent on the shredding of human connectivity • the pot can call the kettle black until it’s blue with it’s own iniquities • but the flame is lit and it just keeps getting hotter and hotter in here • so be cool, you there, with a hand on our family jewels • what gave you the right to make us all out to be fools without tools for our trades, unworthy of a place to keep them safe • we’ve got something else you want more than our last gasps, you know it’s true • we, the muddy people, are the tenacity, the sinew and the grasp • where science and creativity meet in a splash that allows for a cohesive autonomy dash • breaths a spark of dawning’s light that flickers in the corner of our minds • at those rare and perfect times when the potential of all of this humanness and divine sight bleed colorful into the dividing lines • between our present tense and what could have been and should have been and can still begin and begin again • maybe not you, sir or madam, but we all know some who have tried to begin, have begun to begin over and over again, to reverse today’s polarity and be the connectivity, deserve the planet, lend a hand, for what is real instead of sad.  Oh, man, you’re sad who takes to dividing for sake of something far more worthless than piles of wasted plutonium piled high under skylines destined for greater things than end times • things like being witness to the hugging of a child by a mother who’s in the thick of it, surviving man’s inhumanities to man • after a great basketball game that her sons started and finished in, having won after a month o tough losses; dedicated it to her adorable with every basket that they added to the score, ya’ know • in a friendly rivalry all about putting the ball in the hole with a modicum of tremendous skills that come from years of ardent honing • nothing worth doing is worth even one more innocent dying anymore on this blue ball spinning around the sunshine as a blessing, not a fuckin’ conquest • it’s okay to believe in good times coming • so many different drummers drumming • doesn’t bother me one bit blending in with so many tuned-by-tightening skins being hit with paradiddles, flamacues & pataflaflas herein the din • of plentiful music in my ears while I spinout or spin in, acutely aware of such different lands but it’s all a part of the planet, Dan • six billion peers, give or take how many per year and shake the ones who amuse to do nothing but jeer or steer things in the same-ol’-same-ol’ sad old ways • i hope you see another good day • and maybe something better is at hand you may wan’a say • and it could take forever, or just one prism-colored grain of sand, ……… or a magnet motor for each mom & dad