Full Moon Retrograde Mercury Open Window
The world does not need Evil;
it just needs People. We do
not need to find Monsters in Space;
we just need People. We do
not need Mad-scientists or Mad-doctors;
we just have People.
We do not need Ugly-people to be
pretty; we have Pretty-people
who are ugly. We do not
need Bad-people to be good;
we have Good-people who are bad.
We do not need Truth becoming
a lie; we have Lies that
have become truth.
We need not fear Peace will
become War; we have War that
has become Peace. We do not have
to fear that Weapons will become Tools;
we have Tools that have become Weapons.
We should not fear Freedom becoming law;
we have Law that has become freedom.
In the trough before the next wave,
I do not practice the primal howl;
I practice the primal whimper.
The dichotomy of doing and not doing
when all the doing seems to be
reflection of moon in the water
pointing out to the edge of the world.
It is not the sun that rises;
it is I that rotates to the sun.
The dunes travel to night.
In the swirl of sand and water’s
squalls, the wail of Beast in storm
lures blinded hunters
into the gyre of illusion and desire.