Recipe for Mocha Cake

Mocha Cake

 

Recipe for Mocha CakeRecipe for Mocha Cake…”Mocha” is the term used for chocolate flavor. Caffé Mocha (also called Moccachino) is a variant of coffee made of espresso and hot milk with added chocolate. The chocolate used may be in the form of sweet cocoa powder or and can either be dark or milk chocolate. Read More

My Country….a Poem

globe with flags

My Country….a Poem

Where is there or is there a country

Made up of People of reason;

People with hearts that live and love

People who seek knowledge and justice

And beauty and truth and don’t think

That they know what it’s all about

And therefore don’t tell anyone else what

To believe, and instead of telling each other

what to think they gently encourage each other

to seek and find because that is one of

the nicest things about being human

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Inequality…a Poem

political meeting

Inequality…a Poem

Inequality leaves us in a great big pickle

Making us act in ways that are fickle

We take our eyes off the prize

and  do otherwise

So that the guy with a dime despises

The guy with just a nickel.

 

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Goodbye Twentieth Century…a Poem

 

Goodbye Twentieth Century

From death camps to space

It’s been a race

So much pain and so much gain

As we sought to find

 

A new way to frame

our future and our past

in a way that would last

beyond our foibles and our foolishness

and kiss goodbye all our ghoulishness

and leave behind those memories

Earthbound and earth-hugging

As if History itself had been

the victim of a mugging

and the only cure for Auschwitz

is the comedy of Space

Herr Hegel talked about Being

And said consciousness can be freeing

And about how in this modern age of ours

We all know that we’re free

So maybe the cure for what ailed us

In that century that often failed us

With death camp and gulag,

with wars that were global

Is to count on space flight

to make us more noble

What better way to escape

from all that depravity

Than by going up up and up

away from all that Gravity

’till memories of Hell just simply fall away

like the morning fog

on a late August day

Retreating in mid-morning

From the San Francisco Bay

David Klein

 

In-groups & out-groups…a poem

                              In-groups & out-groups…a poem

Says the in-group to the out-group: “You are not us!”

The out-group answers: “Because we are not you we are not even us.”

Therefore we will now begin to create a “we” that is based on our not being

you, a “we” that consists of our saying “Yes you the in-group are we and while

part of the we that is you and not us really has nothing to do with us because

this “we” says we only exist for you and exist therefore not to really exist and

the funny thing is the more we try to exist in this quandary, this predicament

of predicaments the less we feel that we even know what existence is let

alone have any kind of right to know it and love it.

And if and when we see through all this and choose to create a “we” which is

no longer just a reaction to not being you, then won’t we really be reacting

even more reactionarily reinforcing our initial stance of non-being because this

new us is really just a “not-you?!”

When we become aware of this, what is to be done? Is transcendence the

only way out here, something based on the transformation of self but of all

selves and the idea of self…itself?!?!

 

 

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Phones…a poem

Phones…a poem

We have more phones today ever, so we do more talking on the phone.

Do we do more thinking too, because we do more talking?

Maybe we do less thinking because we do more talking and the fact

that we think less, instead of leading to our talking less, leads us to the exact

opposite state of affairs so that instead of talking less and thereby creating

the possibility of thinking more we (instead) think mainly about what we’re

going to say/do/eat /watch (as in tv) next without any thought of whether

this/these actions will be good, bad or indifferent nor any thought about

whether this planet-wide explosion of cell phones, smart phones, tablets,

mobile devices, mp3 players and all the rest of this specific, general and/or

all-purpose digital stuff,shyte and whatever else that we have invented to talk

now and forever with every-and anybody else on the planet or on other

planets) instantly,instantaneously and maybe someday or soon at or

exceeding the speed of light until we become a jungle full of parrots (no

offense to same/they haven’t become the slaves of technology and probably

make more sense in their nonstop nattering  than we do iin ours)chattering

ourselves into an oblivion of devolution and rapid-fire texting sans sight, sans

mind and sans meaning.

 

 

Who is Bell Hooks?

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Who is Bell Hooks?

The following biography of Bell Hooks is taken from The European Graduate School / “Bell Hooks, is an American social activist, feminist and author. She was born on September 25, 1952. Bell Hooks is the nom de plume for Gloria Jean Watkins. Bell Hooks examines the multiple networks that connect gender, race, and class. Read More