Men Without Minds have a Special Place in this world.

Men Without Minds have a Special Place in this world. I've witnessed their Training as they prepare to spread their Self-Loathing like the plague. These Dogs of War are Willing Puppets to their Soulless Masters. The Terror these beasts have brought into their own lives they now Gleefully Infect into the remaining Innocents. The Sight of this Delights the Cruel Overlords.

Men Without Minds are like Broken Dolls, Crying Out to be put Back Together again but we say the Purpose of our dying planet is not to Fix One Another. So these Shattered Beings wander in Lost Pursuits, craving Love and Approval for a Bent Existence they know No One can love. Well, no one except for the Corrupt Kings. I watched aghast at the Indoctrination Ceremony at a training camp Hidden deep in the Outlands. A Barker from On High whipped the Wolves to a Frenzy:

"Are we not always the Good Guys?"

"Yes, God is on our side!"

"Will we not always do our Duty to Make The World Safe?"

"Duty before all!"

"Are we not going to fight to protect our families and our way of life?"

"To the death!!"

"Remember, your lives are Worthless, but we can put them to Good Use and give your life Meaning. There is Nothing more Noble than to Serve! The Blessings of Obedience will shower endlessly upon those who do Good. The key is to Obey: for those who obey Can Do No Wrong!"

With Red Faces and Brown Shirts the brainwashed dogs of war cheered their newfound Worth. But all I really saw were eyes asking, "Where is the Love?"

We've gone from Delusional Denials to Suicidal Solutions.

We've gone from Delusional Denials to Suicidal Solutions. First the Fight was to Admit we have any sort of Environmental Problems - and don't get me wrong, there are still Stubbornists who'll never admit anything is wrong right down to the Bitter End - but now it's widely accepted that on some level our Pollution is actually Detrimental. Taken to its logical conclusion it means we Cease To Exist as a species. Can't say we don't exactly deserve such a Horrid Fate - how can one Choose Death and yet Expect Life?

But the thought of Ultimate Extinction is Unbearable to many.

So the New Hip is to believe in False Solutions. We're doing what it takes to Turn Things Around and Make It All Good. There's a whole Holy Litany of Little Things we Little People should do to make up for our Self Poisoning. It's sort of like saying you want to Reach the Moon and your Plan is to Jump on top your desk. True, technically speaking, you are closer, but the reality is it's Meaningless. All things done without Love are meaningless. As we talk of applying band aids to the Gangrene of our Profit(less) System, we are losing our Beloved Planet. Good plan that!

Funny thing, though: today, I decided to Live Forever.

"The truth will not Suffice!"

"If that's the Truth," she huffed, "then the Truth will not Suffice!"
Amazing. Simply amazing how the Truth has become merely Just Another Point Of View. Something to be Accepted or Rejected as We See Fit. Something we Deem to be Optional. Something we regard as having No Bearing on our Final Fate. Seems we've Lied to Ourselves for so long we actually believe it can go on Forever.

The Insane Woman who spewed forth such utter contempt for Reality did so in a planetwide debate for All To See. Even without hearing her words one could see she was Angry and Twisted and Eaten Up with Self Desire. A Maniac, her voice was Rabid and Tyrannical with deluded conviction, tolerating no Dissent. This Zealous Defender of the world hysterically labeled the Need For Change an hysterical idea. She Railroaded her viewpoint down their Throats while charging them with the Same Crime. It was a Beautiful Act of deception and the Insane Woman was quite pleased afterwards with her viciousness as she sported Smiles of Malicious Glee.

But what Bothered Me Most was not that a woman such as her got a Seat at the Table, or even that her Insane Outlook was Prominently Featured, no what bothered me most was the complete Lack of Outrage to the Utter Nonsense she spoke. Some were even Vehemently on her side, most Proclaimed Irrelevantly everyone has a right to their own opinion and only very few saw her for what she Truly is: an Agent of Destruction.

In the post debate analysis, the Cowardly Media in a False Feint towards Objectivity, gave each of these Reactions Equal Weight.

"You can do Anything you Want to people and God will Not stop you."

"You can do Anything you Want to people and God will Not stop you. Lie, cheat, steal and look to the Sky. Then laugh." The man was Old and Hollow and Empty then, but his eyes Lit Up when talking of his Glory Days of Evildoing. Fear, he said, is what holds people in check - fear of Themselves. "Corrupt them with Greed and they'll Never Stand against you." He was Boasting, assuming I was of his ilk, and it rejuvenated his Rotted Soul to recall times of exploring Life and losing the fear of God.

It's been many a Moon since I talked to that Trashed Out old man but I was reminded of him today when I heard a Directive to the Masses. Literally, they said, "Get used to it." The Powerbrokers have run out of new places to reap Profits so the Weak in the Green Zones must give up theirs. Welcome to the Age Of Cannibalism.

But the Old Man was right. True, there were complaints as they were forced to Hand Over their profits but the masses did not stand against the Few. Why? Because they too want to be as the Power Lords. They too believe the Profit System is the Only Possible Way. They are so Possessed they give away their own Lives - which is What It Means to be possessed.

I guess I have to call it the Infinity of Nature.

I guess I have to call it the Infinity of Nature. I visited a Green Zone Garden today and when I saw the Trees and the Sun and the Majesty I knew ours is a Tragedy Not Meant To Be. We are a part of something larger: the Fabric of the Universe. When I'm back amidst the Glory of nature it reminds me of all the Initial Excitement of our creation and the limitless (though mostly unsought) opportunities of Life. It makes me want to build something for the Ages. It makes me want to live Forever.

We pollute of our own Free Will. As I gazed upon the curved Branches bending towards the Sun, I thought it a metaphor for us also to seek out the Light. To drop the Burdens of destruction. To Sing as One with the birds. To fulfill our Destiny of love.

I'm a scared and lonely soul walking the face of this Outpost. I understand Fear. I see the Man in shackles raise his hands and Praise the shackles - thinking that will Save him. But I know all men want to be Free of the bindings that Kill our spirit and Choke our dreams. It is truly a Paradise Lost. And all we had to do was Let It Be.

Have mine eyes seen Too Much?

Have mine eyes seen Too Much? I fear so. In the Green Zones, one can still live life as a Lark, safely cocooned from Encroaching Realities. Don't get me wrong, I begrudge them not any laughter, joy, Love or healing still to be found on this cruel, miserable orb. I too wish to live, I too yearn to live carefree in the Green Zones and I too ache for shelter from our Wounding Wars. Enviously, I look upon those Souls who count among their gravest worries the fanciness of their shoes. Then I remember last month's Food Riots in the Outlands.


The world is a Criminal Enterprise. Profits count, People don't - which puts us in the Untenable Position as a race of not mattering. Sheer Insanity. So no matter how deeply I burrow into the Green Zone comforts, I can't forget the Tragedies I've witnessed. I can't forget the Men With Guns, the Raped Women or the Mutilated Children. These images are Seared into my mind. Green Zoners know these abominations exist - and thus devote their lives to Avoiding them - which is a Death Wish.

We may perish as a planet, I understand that, but our Dreams - unspoken or not - will live on forever, floating through the Universe as timeless reminders of our existence, Eternal Echos of love never shared.

I have found the True Enemy: Rational Thought

I have found the True Enemy: Rational Thought. I used to think people were being Attacked and Savaged for who or what they were. But it's clear now: anyone at anytime who speaks a Rational Thought receives instantaneous Rebuke and Retribution. The Irrationalists squeal in deafening pain the moment a True Word is spoken. Their Howling gives no quarter to the offender; it's a wailing as if hot coals were placed upon these Liars' foreheads. Rational thought is Unbearable because they know it means Doom for them.

When you see Evil win day after day, when you see it Grow In Authority and Power, you start to wonder: why do I still honor the Truth? It seems as if truth has No Meaning! The liars grow bolder, crawling out of the Dark, declaring death is Life. Mockers still exist to Mock such insanity, but their Voices are fading. For you see, if death is not life then we must Change the road we're on.

And that's where we draw the line. The faces of my fellow Centaurians sag with the Heavy Weight they carry and I know the Resentment that brings. This resentment is Viral, with fuses shortening over time until Hair Trigger Responses exact instant outrage upon any light that Shines upon their Idiocy.

These are Dangerous Times and I too am afraid to speak of honest feelings.