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Social justice is the only justice.







Friday, February 11, 2011

Just let yourself make the universe a little bit brighter






Say goodbye

You say you can’t
I say you can
Your power is hidden
You hide it
Let it go and shine
I believe in you
Let the river carry you away
Let the current hold you up
Stop fighting
Breathe the waters deep
Success is only one death away
The clear waters reflect your dreams
Stop living in muddy reflections
The choice is yours
Choose to be a gem surrounded by grey
Choose to be brilliant
Brush off the dust of others
Let opinions die upon lips
Say goodbye to expectations
Say goodbye
Start living

Thursday, February 10, 2011

I don't feel this way now, but I have in the past




Depression

Lost my path
Don’t know where I’m going
Navigating roadblocks
Stumbling through life
Hoping for someone else’s solutions
Told to carry on and be brave
I cry out and pretend everyday life
No one notices
I secretly smile as I make coffee
The curve of the cup is interesting
The kitchen counter lends support
The front door inviting
Sidewalks lead somewhere I don’t want to go
I can’t help but follow
The tree lined streets want to hold my hand
Branches intertwined with my thoughts
Scattered leaves like my emotions
Cover my body
I want to lie in peace
I don’t want to cry
Don’t speak anymore

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Manager frustrations

Afraid to tell it like is
Excuses in the shape of shields
Proactively apologetic
Decisions never made
Fear of repercussions
A kindergarten well managed
Efficiency sacrificed on the alter of complacency
Common sense commits suicide
Logic led away in restraints screaming
Thinking drowned in a pool of frustrated tears
Numerical justifications grow like leaves
Statistics put down ever changing roots
Humans become numbers
Accountants in charge of emotions
Even Kafka weeps
Leadership wishes on a falling star

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

The seasons


Change of seasons

September’s love conceived
Summer’s ripening begins
The snow yet begun to fall
Picnic baskets and walks in the park
Dreams of green grass a distant memory
First week of December the sky a sheet of steel
The winter seamstress plies her trade
Dresses and skirts made of filigree and ice
Decorated in delicate frost
February arrives well dressed
A cruel smile on her frozen lips
Summer growing in her womb
March foetus behaves badly
A question of lambs and lions
Unpredicted by shadow
April knits warm apparel
May and June hold the yarn
Summer reborn
September a lady in waiting

I am reposting this poem about 2012 because no one has taken up my challenge to decipher it. Once again, I challenge you to decipher the meaning. Are you able?

2012

Long count calendar, Mayan wrote;
Nine hells of fifty-two years;
Counter reset, beginning anew.
Transition from fourth world to fifth;
Five millennia in waiting;
Philosophy reborn.
Lord Krishna speaks in lunar cycles;
Hindu worlds yet unborn;
A golden foetus dreams;
Five millennia in gestation.
Malachy, Irish born monk;
A saint made in Clement times.
One hundred and eleven popes counted:
The labour of the sun wrapped in gold;
A life eclipsed in birth and death;
The second becomes third from last.
The glory of the olives reigns today;
German birth in controversy,
Benediction from the church assures rule;
Sixteen is second.
The seven hilled city is destroyed;
The Roman born is witness.
The rock shall say amen;
The first shall be the last.

Monday, February 7, 2011

There is only one person in the entire world who will understand this poem.

Met at the Kacho on a Friday night
Nineteen years in the making
Escargot on a hotel balcony
A birthday celebration minus a forgotten year
Ham cooked in beer a Ray of light
With desert no Les
Cross the river to join the dance
Punch the piano player
Plastic flowers displayed Artlessly
Dinner guests go around
The chilli air is rock hard
Another bowl will be fine
Fond memories fourteen times four
Carrots pretend to be roses
Silence as lamb is to be served
Tommy does not come knocking
Malodorous Sunday brunch
 The bathroom door was Jimmied
Distance separated after leaving
The bond refused to break
A friendship renewed with scotch
A conversation never ended
A connection solidified
Twenty five years of smiles

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Season realities




Clouds surround my face
Congested passageways impede me
Liquid thoughts bubble in my brain
Walls once solid begin to turn
The floor betrays me
Rough voice tries to express meaning
Thoughts left voiceless
Understanding is indifferent or confused
Fever hot skin burns in the night
The morning chill not welcome
Rational thought an evasive creature
Transparent fish swim before my eyes
I have the flu

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Tomorrow vs excuses

What is our legacy
What will be your children’s world
Nature revolts
Weather swirls in confusion
Death swims in the floods
World dying from hunger
A world in pain
No one is responsible
Despair walks among you
Governments smile

Friday, January 28, 2011

A real email exchange with Bell.......wow!

Your question: Closed captioning
Category: General information
Topic: Other
Additional comments: When I download a movie it says cc for this movie
but when I play it there is no cc. I am a little hard of hearing and depend on it. Before you say it is my TV, some of your movies do play cc but the majority do not, even though is say it does. I would like you to verify the problem and correct it, as it has a direct impact on my ability to enjoy the movie. I do not have this problem with regular TV shows, only downloaded movies from VU.
 Thank you.

Dear Mr. Jones,
Thank you for your email inquiry dated 1/22/11. My name is April Rose Enalisan employee ID EX60130 from Bell Satellite TV department.
I understand that you are trying to turn on the closed caption option. I am pleased to assist you.  In order for you to turn on the closed caption option we kindly ask you to please press the menu option on your Bell Satellite TV remote control of your 9241 HDPVR receiver. Press number 8 for preferences and number 6 for closed caption screen.


Thank you for you answer but let me repeat the question, the closed captioning is on, it works very well with all TV programming, but it is the Vu programming that does not work. I order a Vu movie, I start to  play it, it say "this movie is closed captioned" but then there are no captions. I repeat, the closed caption is turned on, Vu movies do not show closed caption even when it says they are available. The problem I would like fixed is to have the closed captioning working for Vu movies.

Dear Mr. Jones,

Thank you for your email inquiry dated 1/23/11. My name is April Rose Enalisan EX60130 from Bell Satellite TV department.

I understand that the concern is in regard to the closed caption option on the Bell Satellite TV pay per view movies. I am pleased to assist you.
We would like to inform you that broadcasters provide closed captioning in almost all their programming, and Bell passes 100% of the closed captions to you. Very few programs originating from Canadian broadcasters or specialty networks do not have closed captioning. For further assistance you can refer to the link below.


Okay, I'll try a third time. Every answer you guys have given to date has absolutely nothing to do with my question. When I download a movie on Vu, it says "This program is closed captioned for the hearing impaired", and yet there is no closed captioning. Before you answer this email, I would politely request that you pay attention to what I am actually saying. Please do not send me another generic response; if you do not know the answer, escalate it, but please do not send me another answer that is just going to make you look stupid. Why can I get excellent service from your colleagues on the internet side of Bell, but with the TV side, it is always like pulling teeth?


Dear Mr. Jones,
Thank you for your email inquiry dated 1/24/11. My name is Karina Calalay EX44505 and we understand that your concern is about the Closed Captioning to your TV. We are pleased to assist you.
 We are sorry to hear that you have been having technical issues with your Bell Stellite TV receiver. We will be happy to help you.  We would like to advise you that based on the information provided in
 your email, we are unable to determine a cause for your technical difficulties. Technical troubleshooting is extremely limited via email. There are a number of variables that can contribute to a technical problem. These variables need to be isolated in a step-by-step elimination process. This process requires multiple questions and responses which determine the steps to take to alleviate a problem.  
 We kindly ask that you contact our Technical Support Team in our


Thank you for your email answer. My name is James and I am glad your lobotomy went well.  I am not having technical problems with my PVR; Bell is having technical problems with its closed captioning for VU movies. Please do not respond to this email, as I will be forced to publish your incredibly silly answers on YouTube and my blog. Thank you once again for your excellent client services. I wonder if the people working at Videotron or Shaw could do any better.


Wednesday, January 26, 2011

My partner accused me of being biased against catholics because of one of my posts, so in the interest of fairness.......

Religion simplified

In man’s beginning, we had to explain unexplainable events, like thunder storms, earthquakes, and such, within the context of our known environment at the time. In order to make sense of these violent and horrific events, and having no knowledge of science, mankind created super beings (gods) who were responsible. These events were so horrible that early man could only say that they were being punished for some arbitrary bad behaviour and therefore had to do something to appease the angry gods. Thus the first sacrifices to calm nature came to be.
It probably began with some tribal chieftain who lusted after a young woman/man and was spurned by her/him or her/his father. The chieftain then declared that the gods were angry and demanded blood as proof of the tribe’s devotion.  If the chieftain could not have this girl/boy, then the only one who could would be the gods. Religion was born.
Man soon realised that the easiest way to control other humans, was to scare them with threats of fire and eternal torment in some sort of hell if they did not conform to the way the controllers wanted them to act.  Those that did not conform were summarily destroyed in order to preserve tribal peace.  This was good and bad at the time as it did manage to keep some sort of order in early society, but at the same time, it killed new ideas and thoughts that might have created an even better society.
Man continued to evolve and think of their environment in different ways. By promising everlasting rewards in heaven after death for obedience to the rules, religion tried to counter these new ideas. During medieval times man tried to look at nature in a more clinical way in order to understand their environment. Men began to question the established religious doctrine and how it affected man’s view of the natural world. Scientists, or thinking men, were born and eventually killed for threatening the established way of life as seen by the ruling religion. Every time that someone came along that showed a new way of seeing things that threatened control over the masses, society claimed them as dangerous offenders and had them executed (sort of like what Stephen Harper has planned for Canada).
Man’s new religions quickly became popular with both the ruling class and the ordinary citizen: it gave one security (heaven), punished the disagreeable neighbour (hell), and absolved one of wrong doing because they committed the act in the name of some god (muslim, jewish, christian, hindu, etc.).  Every horrible, despicable deed done in the name of some god or prophet could suddenly be excused because it was his/her/their wish. What a perfect construct; man could now do exactly as he wished, and be forgiven (christian) or praised (muslim), for whatever monstrosity they decided to bring down on their fellow man. No wonder religion is so popular; you can lie, cheat, kill, maim, destroy, all in the name of Christ, Allah, Krishna, God, or whatever deity is handy, and you can get away with it with no fear of celestial punishment because god wills it or forgives it.
Today, religions only exist to self-justify their hatred of all other religions. All religions preach love but none of them actually demonstrate it. Jews massacre Palestinians, muslims blow up the infidels wherever they want to, and christians, well christianity is the most dishonest of all religions: instead of following the words of its founder, it fosters intolerance and hate wherever it happens to go. Obviously the word christian comes from Christ, and according to the book “The bible”, he was a caring, tolerant, and forgiving person. Whatever happened to that? In North America, the Christian religion has become synonymous with intolerance. There is more intolerance and hate committed in the name of Christ, on a daily basis, than any other reason.

Religion was created to control mankind, to make them follow someone’s wishes, to make them docile. Religion has done the opposite; it has released mankind’s natural fear of bloodshed, and made it thirsty for more. All of the present day conflicts are caused by some religious belief. But it is okay because God wills it!

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

These lyrics just came to me. I really wish I knew someone who writes music so I could make this a song.





I wish I could believe

It’s past midnight and I don’t want to sleep
Your piano keeps me awake
I think about what I take, what I can keep
You say you want to stay,
I say I don’t believe you

Been there before, been used
Trusted stories and lies
Let myself be abused
Why should I dare to try
Who are you to make feel

Wake up with no expectations
Empty sheets say goodbye
Laying here in stagnation
Lying here wondering why
Your perfume sweet torture

Been there before, been used
Trusted stories and lies
Let myself be abused
Why should I dare to try
Who are you to make feel


You say you want to stay
Yet every time you leave
Your shadow is as clear as day
I wish I could believe
I knew you before

Monday, January 24, 2011

Catholic behavioural problems

A lullaby in blood

From carpenter to posthumous throne
Simple garb to extravagant robes
Thorns become rubies
Constantine chose the books
Ambitious men chose the path
Religious fires burn brightly
Opposition in ashes
Papal thrones bought and sold
A church built on lies and old bones
Red mitres dictate lives never lived
The pastoral staff steeped in common blood
Pontifical agreement implicit
Ecclesiastical teaching with lifted cassock
The innocents’ screams unheard in heaven
A symphony of pain becomes liturgical music
A man called saviour searches salvation
Change hangs on a cross
Ignorance the offending nails
Blind denial cracks the rock
Indifference crumbles foundations
The fisherman’s ring tarnished
Pretensions of grandeur attend the funeral
Arrogance will light the pyre

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Light therapy




Yesterday I received my light therapy lamp. I ordered this lamp a month ago thinking it would stave off the winter blues and lethargy. When I say winter blues, I mean psychopathic tendencies.  Of course a month ago I was a little more optimistic than now, and had a little more energy to complain about the long delivery delay.  During the waiting period I have murdered three dreams and seven expectations (not my own of course).
I plugged in the lamp and put it on my desk and was sitting there with anticipation, waiting for instant renewal of energy and life. When nothing instantaneously happened I decided to read the instruction manual.  Well, according to the manual, the effects would happen in 2 to 4 days.  While waiting for 2 to 4 days I could conceivably do something that could really harm my fellow man, like eating a big bowl of red bean chilli and then taking the metro, sensitive noses be damned!  Or even worse, I could feed a box of oysters to my partner and let him take the metro. In the world of smelly bodily functions, chilli is gunpowder, oysters are nuclear fuel rods!
Since December first, there has been a total of 3 days of full sunshine. I have tried to coerce the winter gods by beating snow banks bloody, erasing snow angels, and even kidnapping snowmen, in order to ransom some sunshine, but to no avail.  The snow banks just got bigger, the snow angels just keep reappearing (freaking kids!), and the snowmen, well, who would pay a ransom for something they could build themselves, or even easier, just wait until some kids build again?  Bad planning all around!
So here I sit, absorbing canned happiness and energy provided by my magic lamp, waiting for my soul to once again fit my skin.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Once again the religious minions come out in force against gay rights. Papoy!






This week the Saskatchewan court of appeals ruled that the provincial marriage commissioners could not opt out of giving a marriage licence or performing the ceremony for state run marriages for same sex couples because of religious beliefs. Well, I live in Canada, our land glorious and free, and I am surprisingly, and naively, appalled by the number of comments on the news stations’ comment boards that are in support of the exemptions for religious folk.

First of all, I want to make it plainly clear that being gay is not a choice. If I had the choice of being persecuted and discriminated against for being who I am versus living a life free of discrimination, what do you think I would choose?? Yeah, when I was 12, I decided that I would love a life where I could not hold my love’s hand in public, where I could be threatened with death for giving a peck on the cheek of my life partner as we say goodbye on the metro in the morning, where I could make no life and death decisions in the hospital for my partner of 20 years because we are not recognized as a couple. I say a big resounding YES, this is a life I would choose for myself. Please use your brains and realize no person would choose this for their life.

I keep hearing arguments about the sanctity of marriage between a man and a woman; please, your divorce rate is around 50% or more; sorry, your reasoning is dead in the water.  Another argument states that marriage is for having children, uhm, the last time I checked people are capable of having kids without signing a piece of paper dripping wet with holy water.  Should your marriage be dissolved when you are no longer able to make babies? Are you now useless to the human race because you no longer procreate? Should infertile people be allowed to marry?
In fact, that could be one of society’s biggest problems: all of these uneducated, socially inept straight people are fornicating outside of the sanctity of marriage, creating more uneducated, socially inept morons who perpetuate the myth that being straight is blessed by god, and therefore giving them the right to  give birth to more Billy Bobs and Anna Mays. The average right wing christian is actually quite similar to the Taliban: they want their followers to remain uneducated in order to continue the lies and better control their followers.
I personally think that all newborn babies should be reversibly sterilised at birth. I then think that any couple wanting to have children should be psychologically tested and granted licence to have a child and their sterilisation reversed only after said testing. Do you realize how many cases of child abuse we would eliminate? Do you realise how many murders, rapes, and violent crime would no longer exist because of bad upbringing?

If I was god and I had the choice between speaking with a well spoken, creative, intelligent gay individual about the running of the universe, and some redneck offspring of an evangelical minister and his sanctified lay of the week, with the intellectual capacity of a two by four... well I think my choice would include people that add to the world in a positive way, not people who only want to destroy and hate.

I love straight people; I would not be here if it were not for my straight parents! I am just so tired of hearing straight people says “if there is gay pride, why not straight pride?”

Ok, let me get this “straight” there is no straight pride because you have never been killed, abused, harassed, or beaten for being straight!!!! Is that clear enough???

We have, and still are, as is evident by the CBC.CA and CTV.CA (more CTV), message boards, been/being discriminated against on a daily basis because of WHO WE ARE!

 Can I not love the person whom I am meant to love without someone hating me? I hate it when gay or straight people say “It’s not your business what goes on in my bedroom”. Do you really think that being gay is about sex? Being gay is not about sex, it is about the person you love, you want to share your life with, who you want to grow old with. Do you really think that a gay couple after 10, 15, 20 years is thinking only about sex? As a straight couple, do you? A gay couple only wants the same thing as a straight couple: to have a partner who does not cheat, to have a partner that laughs with them, to have a partner who shares their dreams, to have a partner who shares their sorrows. A gay couple wants the exact same things as a straight couple, a gay person wants the exact same thing as a straight person: respect, love, appreciation, and recognition for a life well lived.
And to those who say “I don’t care if you’re gay, just don’t flaunt it or shove it in my face”, I have a question for you: If we are at work together, and you start talking about how you took your wife out for dinner, and then I say that I went to the movies with my partner, is that what you consider shoving it in your face? Is talking about my life flaunting it? I have heard some people say that they don’t talk about being straight, why should gay people talk about being gay. Well let me clear that up for you: every time you talk about your opposite sex spouse, you are talking about being straight!

Is this really an unreasonable request? Is this really asking for “special rights” as some intellectually challenged bible lovers claim?

Remember, karma is an unforgiving bitch: if you hate, if you judge, you will have to explain why.

Saturday, January 15, 2011

I know I write alot about winter, but come on, I need some sun!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Grey sky like wet stone
Meets the bleak land
The horizon is become ambiguous
Snow falls like shattered clouds
Burying the corpse of summer
January opens its vast grey maw
Swallowing dreams whole
Feeding  February’s gestation
Then settles, folding its mottled wings
Till land and hill are covered
The weak sun ineffectual
Obscured by winter’s breath
The mirror smooth surface of frozen lake
Reflects spring emotions
January lies down to sleep
The world in slumber                              

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

I wish that everyone could be comfortable with death (our everyday companion)





Beyond

Human existence a fragile thing
Death begins at birth
We learn to crawl before we walk
We learn to stand before we lay down
Religions speak of ever after
Courageous words spoken by men not yet dead
Every priest knows the path
Every blind man sees the way
Adoration the purchased salvation
Truth woven into fine linen
The burial sheet covers all lies
Death so heartbreaking
Yet all gods rejoice
Each god lives in a manmade heaven
Every human cowers in their shelter
Perceptions unknown become myth
The true doorway opens without key
Grand hallways absent of priestly presence
Punishment an ignorant scam
The journey continues, a new road taken
New travellers to meet beyond