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Showing posts with label corneilius. music. Show all posts

A poem, and a song, 'Sometimes I Wish Santa', and 'Christmess'

I get it. I get the gathering of loved ones, for a week of respite from the world of work and debt and worry and political  hypocrisy.




One knows we need  more of this, the gathering of lovers, friends and family, and less work to destrory the habitat in order to make Billionaires.

All the work that goes into consumer Christmas, consumer Hanuka, consumer Eid, consumer Paddy's Day, consumer Thanksgiving, whateva 'festival' it is, all that time would be better used just loving and being. No need for gifts or extra food. Just the love.

And nothing I ever say about this is to be taken as dissing that desire for family, for relaxing, for community in any way, shape or form. That desire is gem.

Connection is human, shopping is institutional cultural behaviour.

So here are two pieces, a poem and a song. 


 Secret Santa.

Sometimes I wish Santa was secret,
that no-one knew his or her name...

more secret that the CIA

so secret that no one knew of him, or her.

Or it.

It is a thing. A concept. Santa was always dead. He's a zombie.

I wish....

that millions and millions of microplastic tyred miles and tons and gigatons of plastic
 toys and wrapping would simply vanish.

They won't.

The plastic just gets smaller and smaller and smaller until we are drinking it without seeing it.

A bit like Christmess shopping  - we do not see the poison, it is covered in glitter.

The roads are still clogged with plastic shedding metal boxes moving flesh for more shopping.

Patterns.

Faith in the myth appears to be sapping, replaced by open lies, yet we still play the game?

Mental and emotional wrapping, a clingy film of cultural appropriation and toxic mimicry.

Do it!

Unwrap yourself.

Do it now!

Feel the relief!

Imagine plastic
created to miraculously bio-degrade, by clear thinking..

designed to be
re-
up

-taken,

(sorry Liam Neeson and Luc Besson!)

"we will find you and we will re-use you!"

thus, cycling nurture into a myriad web of living, making
the world safe for all it's children... all their lives.

I will not let you shrinkwrap my Earth!

I wish.

Wish is one thing, what we do another,
Some things are assuredly worth the bother.

Christmas?

I can't be bothered.

I am immune.

Though not immune to the pollution, not immune to the poisoning of the habitat, and not immune to the love of chocolate.

--

Christmess

Here is a song about Christmess..

This song contains a question, a situation, a stance, and then a nod to John Lennon, as a mid point, and a resolution.

It's a song I really like, and I think it's best sung as a poignant ballad,a sing of long term hope and resilience, rather than a protest song... I think this version is pretty much spot on in that regard, the recording was pretty slapdash.



All my own 'work'.... several limitations apply, obvs.

I send warmest regards, and kindest feelings to all my readers, whether you agree with my presentations or not.

We are all human.

This is our life together.


Kindest regards

Corneilius

"Do what you love, it's Your Gift to Universe"

Thank you for reading this blog. All we need to do is be really honest, responsive to the evidence we find,and ready to reassess when new evidence emerges. The rest is easy.