As A Shephard Give Care To The Flock


Of course you know how it is, so never kid yourself about the nature of their thoughts for they survive in a gaggle, a flock of honey or a rambling drove ambling across the pasture, grazing upon the steppe for there is wisdom in the colony, perception and understanding in the outpost, the dominion and settlement. The sheep must be taught to learn, traditionalism orthodoxy, allegiance, alliance, compliance, babbittry, defiance, rebellion, heresy, apostacy, revisionism shall burn. For there are mountains of silver in sordid money, gold coins on the hillock, sermons on the pinnacle, postulate, prostitute, peak.

Ten Poems Dealing With Being!:
The leaves on the path of the alcoholic must be blown away! Lest s/he sets his face in the opposite direction towards the past- Not the future. He is left with really the, be all, - the End, Nothing! He needs to think of today-now-the immediate moment! Take no account of anything else but sobriety. And you, I ask: "Are your desires strong enough-that is what matters!" I'm afraid, you know, that you're talking to a recovered drunk, One who's faced the opposite direction, towards the past. One who's shrugged his shoulders at the future! Once upon a time! Things of that kind! I shook my head doubtfully, but now I got 31-years sobriety! Remember we know, or are beginning to know something about The animal in alcohol-

America, Obama's Ctesiphon (A Mock on Humanity) (An Idyll):
Soon Obama's America will demand all Americans to prostrate before ithyphallic deities - (figuratively speaking) If not Allah! (In essence, America's first Amendment is being redefined) To pledge life and limb to demonic ways, from the supernatural world. Of course people have given Obama this power, with no caution in spirit, no discretion, to start this new frenzy, so it doesn't say much for its citizens. Why does Satan use such men? To deny those empty assembly seats in heaven, that the renegade angelic beings left, when thrown out of heaven, long ago, now to be replaced by God's new Saints! And the only way Lucifer can hurt God, is through man! So he thinks. And why can't people see this? Which is still a mystery to me. The souls of the devils are attached to this president, and his image of the new America, that at this very minute, sinks in the sands of sacrilege... He has tarnished America, her eternal beauty lost, her mission to guide the rest of the world at any cost; where as now, we are all-so it appears-subjects, for whatever whim he chooses.

Two May Poems:
Some stood staring with bleeding from the noses, other swelling in the groin and armpits - The size of an egg, an apple... They called them tumors, - but all knew it was the Black Death; soon thereafter the tumors spread; they changed from black to purple! Thereafter, spots appeared on the arms and thighs, large and small: death spoke, and it had its own silent language! And there was no medical advice. Death was imminent within three to seven days: depending! No fever or symptoms, it came and was contagious, like a fire catching seagull, it was airborne. Once captured on the clothes, it became diseased also! And the animals, they even got infested: pigs, dogs, cats and birds moved those ineffectual rags, to and fro... As the corpses laid all about, day and night!

A Rainy Day Thought (Marxism, Russia, Germany, and Surplus):
I got thinking today of a rainy day notion, not political really, just kind of a lopsided thinking, random thinking, spontaneous - You know what I mean: thinking today what may be tomorrow, and having plan 'B' ready, if indeed one has time for plan 'B'! Something put away for the Rainy Day, and we all get them: groups, solo men, women, families, nations, and the world! Then a word popped into my head: 'Plutocracy'- I translated it to mean, "Means to power," but of course it is not quite that, it is more on the order of the rich controlling the poor, something on that order: seldom is the word used, and that is because it is a lopsided word. Then Karl Marx came to mind, and capitalism. I translated his vision this way: when every country in the world has an unconsumed surplus, capitalism will fall.

These Men Are Blemishes At Your Love Feast, Eating With You Without The Slightest Qualm:
Let them all come in, the butcher, the baker, the candlestick maker for once the circle of love has been created no one will ever let you live it down. But there are far too many things to worry about than just a single blemish or two, defects can come in all shapes and sizes so this is god's gift that has only been given for the likes of you.

Watchers of the Past ((On the 50th Year Reunion, Washington High School, St. Paul, MN)(1965)):
I have touched the age where it is easy, or perhaps as easy, to part with the departed as well as with the living- That said, part of my life shall stay behind with you, my dear old High School Alumni, old friends! And here is that tribute to that end. Now that I see that my life is in the wintery season of God's prearranged years, I realize how preoccupied, how pensive, how pondering it has been. I've taken to rethinking the journals in my mind of those High School years and days so long ago- As now it is the 50th Anniversary Year, and a forthcoming reunion but a few steps away... To an old man's weakness, I`ve learned: pain, love, fear, God, hunger, things that cannot be learned in books, or by hearsay, but experienced, practiced, expressed; by, travel, fortitude, and perseverance!
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