I Who Searches

Seek Wisdom in All Forms

Truth through Love
Truth through Nature
Truth through History
Truth through Selflessness
Truth through Art

Words become action
become truth
become history

Man's cruelty is the least 
imaginative part of our nature. 

Human Barbarism

Humans have always been barbaric conquerors. 
Our nature has not changed. 
We merely have twisted our barbarism
Into different guises to make them acceptable
To our times. 

Molten gold
poured down 
the throat
of your enemies
Exquisite agony
Price paid 
for covetous 
greed

Uncertain Light

I'm writing this for you
because I hope you will
read this some day
and remember when things
were simpler though
you wouldn't have thought
so at the time

Hardship grows and mounts
as we age and awareness
of this world comes to view

Perhaps you'll remember
writing this and addressing
it to yourself while at home
sick on a Saturday night
while deep in the heart
of the city protestors are
roaming the streets

How little there is
that is fixed

These days

These nights

Bathed in uncertain light

Water Moving in Circles

Is history a river
feeding and flowing
into itself
time after time
age after age
repeating events
with new characters?

Unreliable Narrator

There isn't a story to tell
It's simple and boring
But I'll tell it if you want

I don't remember how we met
It seems as though we've always
known each other

How can memory be so unreliable
How can my narrative be so
skewed and filled with holes

I told you there isn't a story to tell
Just patchwork bits of words
edging together just close enough

to make a semblance of order
I've let so many days pass
And now another is upon me

There isn't a story to tell
You're here with me for now
Ready to listen if I'm ready to speak

Questionnaire

Do you know how your grandparents fell in love?
Did they struggle and if so, how?
Did they lose a child,
a relative you never knew you had?

Have you asked your parents how they fell in love?
Did they wait for approval?
Did they elope
and leave home?

Have you ever been in love?
Do you remember how you felt the last time
someone broke your heart?
Are you in love right now?

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How History Ages

Read a story through lines gently worn
into the faces of our families
as we age along parallel paths.

Some of us will always be older
and some will always be younger.
Some will always be gone.

Are there answers to be found
to our questions? Can one thing
truly explain another?

My grandfather was said to have
read much. I have never seen his books.
What is there to know?

Are they gathering dust in boxes
in rural Mexico? Have those pages
long yellowed and turned to dust-

does it matter?

Selling The Past For Profit

A History of War

The Sum Result of a Decade

As students of history


we cannot pretend 


to be surprised


at the outcome.

To A Future Audience

Burning numbness infects reason easily.

Cold-eyed stare from an ever present voyeur,

judging silently and unseen.

The seer and the unaware, 

a relationship marked by uneven exchange.

Reciprocity is a word almost too long for a breath,

our shared tongue is drowning in a deluge

of newspeak and double-think.

Enlightenment was far too brief

an era in our shared history. 

Known History

For all the history

we remember,

think of all

we have forgot.

Our Perception of History

We've wasted our kindness

on each other.

Memories or ill-thought

recollections, are

we becoming the

revisionists that

history fears?

A Lesson On History

When considered in the present tense


History is not a spectator sport.