Monthly Archives: May 2011

Within the man-filled restaurant Was one who saw a hill Which gleamed with all the jewels it held For Dream that had a will. It was no soft and easy hill, But brutal, hard and high; Though in the earth, … Continue reading →

Obama slaps a crooked path To Ruination’s shrine; The deaf close eyes and stumble on While saying all is fine. Yet some protest, “We’ve need of God To short-cut round this road.” A squat, dirt “palace” got by faith— Their … Continue reading →

Old songs are on your lips and in your eyes, But hearing them I think of cloudlet skies O’er May-time hills, where all is fresh and bright With softest showers and sweetness-giving light. A flight of singing birds was ne’er … Continue reading →

The fearless snow, disdaining bloomy spring, Came parachuting down in gay attack: Their forces weakest caught within my hands; The strongest hiding in my shoulder-lands. On graveled walk and grass some seemed to pause, To watch the count’ring steps that … Continue reading →

A thought you find that makes you think Is not a kind of rinky-dink, So when your mind is on the blink, Go think a thought that makes you think. To other thoughts then link a link; With thinking wrought, … Continue reading →

Men do not love whose love is pity-full, When, seeing vice receive a justice due, Do weep, and wail excuses, almost drool With pleasure for this “victim” of the true. In admiration’s place contempt they crown, To halo with sly … Continue reading →

“Oh, I am highest, I, Of all on earth, in sky; Of all things low and small Your god is least of all. “That number greatest—one, In me fulfills its sum; Your many millions rate But dumbinoes of fate.” Who … Continue reading →

Don’t lean on me if you would fall, But find the self that’s your own wall, Then on the block of your own mind Stand like a rock, sky-scrape designed. If others round you tilt and quake Be self-assured and … Continue reading →

On Atlas’es right shoulder The heavy world sat high. In his right ear he heard it jeer; It threw things at his eye. With his two hands he spun it; Yea, spun it swiftly round, Till every leech did him … Continue reading →

True, he who loves his money is a man. His thought, his perseverance, all his work, Belong to him. The gold within his hand Is his own shining life, and it is pure. With independent honesty his measure He strives … Continue reading →

Of all things second earth is one, In virtual tie with sky and sun; Then raise your glass and quench your thirst With a boasting toast—“Man is first!”

True sex is not shoddy, True sex is not sin; True sex is love’s body True merging within. Mind holds its values fought for and won; Body joins treasures of pleasures for fun. Joy becomes physical, love is desire; Than … Continue reading →

O you, you hero grand of all my praise, More worth to me than gold or perfect rhyme, Whose image in my mind lights all my days, Your courage calls up strength in me to climb, And stepping never off … Continue reading →

Old songs are on your lips and in your eyes, But hearing them I think of cloudlet skies O’er May-time hills, where all is fresh and bright With softest showers and sweetness-giving light. A flight of singing birds was ne’er … Continue reading →

Who the hell is God? God is the smiter who smites when you’re happy; God is the hater who hates when you’re proud; God is the anger resenting self-confidence; God is the fearer who fears the unbound. Who the hell … Continue reading →

Upon the mountain Self-Love standing, I looked across the world and saw Original Sin of men demanding Hate of self to inward draw. Hate of knowledge filled the pages Of that book–the Bible named; Hate of mind from swindler sages— … Continue reading →

Upon the planet Freedom sitting, I looked across wide space and saw An earth all green, with green men quitting, Quitting all objective law. No industry was theirs, up-building; They dug for roots and had no rights. In groups they … Continue reading →

Upon the rock of Justice standing, I looked across the land and saw One man some other man commanding To give him all his money—“It’s the law.” I drew my gun and pointed, saying, “Your evil law is at its … Continue reading →