DISLOCATED
How might one explain to aliens
from the Pleiades
Or the future...or our own ancestors
of Eire, Ur
Iroguois or Africa, Japan or Tenochtitlan:
Cotton is not
Legally a food crop; therefore
it may be sprayed with
Poisons unfit for food crops although
cottonseed oil is
commonly
Used in human food and cotton seed
in feed for livestock
raised
For human food? Law does not describe
reality...though it
Could. Law does not describe reality
because, like ritual
Of a degenerate religion in which
ritual order itself has
Become more important than the
messy reality the ritual
Sought to order...Of course, the
poisons on the cotton may
Not be real either. I think of
several members of my
Grandparents' and great grandparents'
generations, who
lived the greater
Portion of lives into eighties
and nineties in and about
Newark,
New Jersey right through its most
noxious industrial
period...
Though socially it got harder up
later. How does one, then,
Explain a culture's contradictions
poisons commonly
ignored,
That may or may not matter? Most
people don't explain.
Most go along doing what they find
in front of them
To do, noting culture's contradictions,
if at all, as
stubbed
Toes, bumps and crashes and uncomfortable
weather along the way.
I can't do that. I can't not see.
Craziness determines
too much.
Some would call what I do...or
don't...crazy, but I
Don't think so. Ineffectual all
too often, sometimes
paralyzed by
Seeing no sane course. But...Most
people by middle age
know a
Lot about a little; a few lies,
a few bits of ritual
nonsense,
Anyone can swallow: Only what the
record certifies is
Admissible evidence; what happened
is irrelevant. What
You are legally permitted to have,
including your own
body,
Is determined by official documentation
as ranked by
whoever has means
To command the most effective official
document. Well,
most
Peoples recognize Right of Conquest
as real whether they
like it
Or not. But when the emperor or
the law conquers what
He, she or it has no competence
to administer, there are
Not just feeling problems, but
reality problems as well.
It is
Not that my society is not nice...or
even that it is not
Nicer to me...that paralyses me.
For that matter,
The society I live in is sometimes
quite nice to me and
Certainly many people I know are.
But too often, those in
positions
Of power make claims that are not
true, make demands
That are not possible. Then I do
not know what to do.
...I cannot help but to think of
the tale of Exodus.
Pharaoh commanded his Israelite
slaves to make bricks
without straw.
God liberated the slaves. It was
not hard labor nor
Worse living conditions Pharaoh.
- Uncle River
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