Poem from Rob Brezsny’s book “Pronoia is the Antidote to Paranoia.”

earth seen from outer space

Poem from Rob Brezsny’s book “Pronoia is the Antidote to Paranoia.”

This poem is from the introduction to the latest revision and expansion of Rob Brezsny’s book “Pronoia is the Antidote for Paranoia.”

I’ve been reading Rob Brezsny’s weekly astrology column for over twenty years. There is nobody like him. you are an astrology buff – or just want to avail yourself of Brezny’s take on what’s going on in your life this week – just choose your sun sign (Aries, Taurus etc.) from the menu and have take a look at what it has to say about you (I’ve found his astrology analyses to be utterly accurate in my own case). He will give you some charmingly allegorical advice on what’s at work in your corner of the Matrix and advise you of your best bet-  re his reading and interpretation of your current planetary lineup –  for dealing with it in the happiest way.

“This is a perfect moment.

It is a perfect moment for many reasons

but especially because you and I

are waking up from our sleepwalking

thumbsucking, gumchicking collusion

with the masters of illusion and destruction.

But thanks to them, from whom the painful

blessings flow, we are waking up. Their wars

and tortures, the crimes against nature

extinction in species and brand new diseases

their spying lying in the name of the father

sterilizing seeds and trademarking water.

Molestations of God, celebrations of shame

Stealing our dreams and changing our names.

Their cunning commercials and bloodsucking hustles

are endless rehearsals for the end of the world.

Thanks to them, from whom the awful teachings flow

we are waking up.

Their painful blessings are cracking open more and more

gashes in the shrunken and crippled mass hallucination

that is mistakenly called reality. And through the fractures

ripe eternity is flooding in. News of the soul’s true home

is pouring in. Our allies from the other side of the veil

are swarming in. inspiring us to become smarter and wilder

and kinder and trickier, we are waking up.

.As heaven and earth come together, as the dreamtime

and the daytime merge, we register the shockingly exhilarating fact.

That we are in charge of creating a new earth, not in some distant time

or faraway place, but right here and right now.

As we stand on this brink, as we dance on this verge

we cannot let the ruling fools of the dying world sustain their curses.

have to rise up and fight their insane logic, defy, resist

and prevent their tragic magic: tap into our sacred rage and supercharge it…”

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Sky God…a Poem

tropical beach


Sky God…a poem

Some imagine a God that lives in the sky, cosmic and loving and time-ruling and more passionate than passion itself.

They try to please him and be as good as him and devote their lives to transforming themselves in and into his/her image.

This dweller on high – high in the sky and even way above the deep blue that lies above – what skies do I imagine he rules and how does he/she rule them?

I want to worship a sky God of the south… warm and fuzzy and endlessly Venusian, an embryo that houses the most artful mansions of the soul; bearer of astral mysteries and portal to the beauty of what lies beyond

The spirituality of the saved and enlightened, those noble chords in their most refined octaves – the Sermon on the Mount, the Ten Commandments, the light-filled maxims of Gautama Buddha, the Scorpio-sharp sayings of the Arabian prophet –
– let them laugh themselves into existence with all the sweetness of a baby’s breath…carried along by the gentlest of breezes that stir the fronds of a rapt and waiting congregation of coconut palms lining a moon-kissed beach.

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Ode to the Future…a poem

Spiritual Science

Ode to the Future…a poem


Future future…

Thee whom we don’t know and worship just the same

A future made of time as well as space

Of things seen and unseen by us

Who are awakening from the longest sleep

Bless us with thy nondenominational splendor

Grace us with thy unjudging, all-embracing all-accepting wisdom.

Give us an understanding of Einsteinian physics.

And lead on in the merriest of ways!

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Silicon Valley…a Poem

Silicon Valley…a Poem

Having spent twenty years in the Silicon Valley

It’s time to come up with a tally

of things that matter most

in this very special place.

Where the climate is so sunny

and so many are impassioned

to chase that big money

with ways to make things happen

with less brawn and more brain

And someday who knows

they’ll come up with an algorithm

to make the sun shine

when the forecast calls

for rain

But one thing I know one thing I can explain

and that is that in this bastion

of pride, smarts and power

where dreams sometimes come true

and sometimes go sour

that in this land of zeros and ones

much of the time…

life just ain’t fun!


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Apps…a Poem


Apps…a Poem

We need apps to tell you what you’re thinking

Apps to make you money

Apps to make your day sunny

And Apps that are funny

Apps to massage your brain

Apps to clean your soul

Apps to make you happy

Apps to cure your cold

Apps to help with homework

Apps to check your math

And Apps to help you find your way

Along life’s tortured path.



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“A Negro Dreams of Rivers”

Langston Hughes

“A Negro Dreams of Rivers.”…I’ve known rivers:
I’ve known rivers ancient as the world and older than the
flow of human blood in human veins.My soul has grown deep like the rivers. Continue reading

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My Country….a Poem

globe with flags

My Country….a Poem

America is a Christian country.

Saudi Arabia is a Muslim country

Cuba is a communist country

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 think!

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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

Outer Space

Goodbye Twentieth Century

From death camps to space

Oh how it’s been a race

To leave behind those earthly 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 that 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



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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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