stupid little films

we fear most what we say between the lines

the unspoken messages we can't hide

We seldom lower our shields of persona

too dangerous in a realm without logic

where the demonization of man

makes the mundane seem satanic

a christian an object to be stoned/reviled

lands where conversion is illegal

realms of sects battling

for control of the Law

we fear silence itself will betray us

that our distance from the putrid mess of politics

gives our tacit approval to the excesses of sociopaths

laws unto ourselves alone at night in our thoughts

the pyshics of movement suspended for a flight of mind

we make stupid films

as a boy it was hitting a homerun in the national leauges in baseball

later I developed an elaborate sci-fi fantasy tale that I told myself

a bedtime story that lasted years

I would just begen letting the story roll and fall asleep

over the years that fantasy grew elaborate

my girlfriend told me that she thought a lot about me when she went to bed at night

I told here about my sci-fi fantasy and she hated me for destroying the mood

I am laying in bed and am contacted by an alein craft

Telling me that I am advance scout

Who has set off an SOS

calling his bretheren to come to the aide of the fledgling life of earth

I was always getting ripped off as a cab driver

took these frustrations and told the aliens to cure the planet

they were going to have to kill off segments of the population

child molesters, rapists, murderers...

In their death a decree is left, describing their sins...

which the aliens have been recording on the long journey

using the eyes of thousands of planets to diagnose the disease on earth

All of the worlds leaders would be transported to a sports stadium

They would be told that War was stopping that very day

Should another soldier raise a gun, they would die

total war for total peace. A sad and brutal end to a sad and brutal time.

the problem with my story is that I forget the billions of other characters

who rightly so would probably disagree with me -- change my mind given a chance

I would never want to see humankind so clinical toward their fellows

As the aleins in my musings

the propagandists can make it so for the emphemeal truth of a speech

create witchhunts in our minds

limbaugh's ditto heads and Hillary Clinton --

a woman

hated by simply fanning a few flames

in otherwise dim minds

Used to be a law called equal time in the states

give one side and you have to give the other

Now one side is fine with Fox

stupid little films

they take my aleins and make them our neighbors

create painted birds for the pack to attack

Wading out into the on-rush of words

the first thing you notice is that belief is qute different than truth

belief in a psychic phenomena that needs no facts to exist

we take almost everything on faith -- the trains will run, the sun will shine...

faith is an amber that can warm you

or burn down your house with your family inside

inspires Ghandi and David Koresh.

an abusive lover indifferent to our pleas

our default companion

when we walk off toward the reaper