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The clouds look like dragons
Storm's gonna mimic their roar
Gonna lay itself upon a track
Train-whistle and warm vinyl

The storm's are waking up
from their distant slumber
growling a slow wake up call
Serenading the coming rain

© 2017 Mark Richard Prime


(Do we know what we leave for future generations?)

Not to any alarming degree, no.

(How do we fix it with what we know and with what we have?)

I think if we leave the man made system to its own inclinations, we'll be enslaved by our adherence to it.
Why don't we change the way we exist, become a kinder gentler beast reflecting our true nature?

© 2017 Mark Richard Prime


(Why are the people suffering so disproportionately?)

Because you don't want everyone suffering, do you? I mean, can you imagine every single human on the planet suffering? The foul noise alone would be monstrous. Yet, if no one suffers, then what's to keep the privileged from losing their shit when they break a nail or miss a putt?

(People are stupid, huh?)

Pretty much...

© 2017 Mark Richard Prime

Spin Cycle

If you continue to spin your belief to remain beholden to the past, instead of adapt it to the present, you'll soon have spun your tale so tightly that you'll have nothing to spin nothing changeable. All is stagnant in a world at war...


© 2017 Mark Richard Prime


Trump denounces fake news media after a string of reporting errors exposed

The falseness clangs of scripted news,
Long ago suspected, even known.
Speak of this, use it as deflection
For some future mis-direction,
Corporate strings dangling there, exposed.


Wildfires kill at least one as high winds threaten more outbreaks

The raging wind and searing heat,
Nothing to stop it or slow it down,
Moving upon the land at war’s pace
Wild-eyed flames rising in the air,
Naturally, unlike battle, same despair.


Netanyahu: Palestinians must face reality over Jerusalem

O brooding Minister,
Regarding an already imprisoned people’s,
Must you scowl at their misfortune?
It gives you away, a tell of prideful plans,
A collusion, the plot thickened by indifference.


Seven charts that explain the plastic pollution problem

These charts that provide us with a view
Of the things we’ve allowed,
Seem counter to the sense of ourselves,
Yet we continue the rampant creation of hell.
Haven’t we found caus…



Okay, now that you are both in the “agree to misunderstand” mode,
Take off those damned corporate clothes- you should know enslavement’s code!
It ain’t white, it ain’t black and it ain’t brown!
Problem comes from bein’ a Nigger for Nike or a Redneck for Remington!
Problems arrive when we choose our weapons as entertainment!
When every dumbass human goes fuckin’ blind!
It ain’t sublime!
It ain’t fine!
It’s a crime!
Wake up cracker!
Wake up nigger!
Wake up all you fools rushin in for a dunk
Or a shot at a trophy
for making the most junk!
They don’t give a shit what color or hue,
They just want to use you,
use your shame to divide and conquer two!
Both improsoned in their human rolls, wardens and prisoners, didn’t you know?
It’s like Hell has rooms for different levels of ignorance
when we all go together to our never end entrance!

Wake up! You’re both enslaved,
not because your an ignorant racist,
but because you’re ignorant!
Can’t you see?
You’re just like Me


We find ourselves in a bit of a spiritual pickle. On the one hand we are believers born, disbelief comes when we enter the world and see what has been done, but we are powerless against those we need for survival so early, newly born, and fall hook and bootstrap in lockstep with the system that has been about our enslavement to it. We’ve little choice since it is obvious, though we may or may not worship it, it is our ruler.

How can we rise up when the weight of the shackles of Laws bent on ownership of humans themselves is so much heavier than the rising is capable under such a lode? How? More like WHEN, the HOW unfolds with the cascading story, now not then. The how’ll come to its precipitous timing.

If we understand ourselves, we’ll be content in the instinct for Home, our Spirit will be grateful when the last battle is dead and forgotten.

We are such feeling blah blah beasts, like empathy inexplicably became the monster under our beds that we never talked about for fear of bein…

Raging Head-Lines

—-“Majority of lgbtq-americans report harassment, violence, based on identity”—-

Raging human, your violence shatters the rose-colored lens, blooms indifference without end. Begin again.


—-“US surgeon general says working together is key to combating opioid crisis”—-

It’s key to most things...
except corporate invasion.


—-“At least 50 killed in bombing during mosques morning prayers in Nigeria”—-

Morning prayer’s cannot rise to hatred’s occasion,
to love’s displacement,
too hollow a casement.


—-“keystone xl-pipeline gets regulators ok in nebraska, clearing key hurdle”—-

Human disdain’s a poison in the veins, it won’t wash away
with just the rain.

© 2017 Mark Richard Prime


Citizens being fearful, let’s say of the changing population demographics in the US, is problematic. Of course, fear has many masks, so some, in their resistance, will arm themselves to the teeth, others will make idle threats of moving to Canada, etc, while others will do their best to ignore the reality altogether, all the while maintaining a deep resentment for those they deem intruders upon their freedoms, their way of life, their jobs, their religion, even their conscience.

All of the aforementioned are without breath, without thought and cannot foment change, for they are stagnant, old and unmoved and have been around since the first ships landed on these bright and gleaming shores.

Another group of citizenry will embrace the change and try to find ways to bridge any growing divides. I’d imagine that this last group will be the majority, though they may not be as recognizable as those whose fears make the “news”, those whose rage devolves into an advertisement for more wars, y…