Saturday, December 13, 2014

The Passing On Of Energy #DeathInTheFamily

I have something in my eye

A swirling curl of a fresh unfurled, budding,
fawn of newest life blocking the moonlit rays.
Teaching me to wait and sit
and appreciate what we can simply eat.
The blood of visions is hard to reign.
Yet we feel our presence here since, forever.

A blast in the spin of a woman that came as kin.
Beside a lake.
               Deep in a soggy meadow.
                                                  Wolves howl over cliffs,
because they lose what they can't remember
but they never stop feeling what they'll never forget.

Burning up, alive, to rise and settle lightly again...
or just laugh at how serious we all took it,
until we grin. Get light again.
Too easy to lift.
As soft as a feather, as free as its bird.

For,
June McClung (c) 12/2014


#ModernPoetry

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

A Modern American Poem *Fresh and New* by Stephan Pacheco

The Beats of Heads
A poem by Stephan Pacheco 8/14

The great beat,
of an endless drum,
made in ourselves,
or it isn't there.

Kipling cuts and gambles with me.
my Whitman waits, a long forgotten financial
burden
on too many;
He's forever waiting to die.

It's not sad,
but you'll have to rage against
the dying of the light,
many many times before the last time.

The tale is human.
We always smile when we see humans,
because they are like us.
We are many urgent things,
too much at our shackled leisure.

We are only as great as we set Free.

Friday, August 15, 2014

The Middle East; World Affairs; War;

says after an enourmous breath, "#Revolutions, where the minority underdog have simply been given the power, because they were natives or any reason..can result in #Genocide. The minority group must not be given power, nor must the majority group keep power. People have been jerked around to sides so much in the #MiddleEast that a feeling of #Pride has been used as a word for #God that makes individuals feel they are empowered to murder, which is ALWAYS simple not strong. When a people cross a line and begin to war, blindly, and with full resolution...sometimes there is no more time to reason and a reaction must occur. Be sure though, that all #victory in #war is a massive tragedy; because, in the #Universe there is only the presence of #life, or nothing.  Heat or no heat. #Death is nothingness. Life is everything present. That is the difference between life and death. (#Enlightenment is not fearing this nothingness, so much so, you know #bliss from it.) It is #true and Universal for all living beings, no matter what they, also me and you, make up to justify their feelings that made them (us too and you too) feel inferior, that made them (any human) become everything they never wanted to be. Don't become a devil to fight devils. It usually just means, you're the #Devil."

Wednesday, July 9, 2014

Dealing with Baby #Boomers in the 21st Century

The Baby Boomer Problem
I Make Baby Boomers Cry :-(

There is a thing I have had repeat public and business exposure to in a brief life, and that's with a thing called the #Boomer. Seniors now. I have lived amongst them in resorts, and done most early business with them and their retirement accounts. The Baby Boomers rep a vast group of paranoid, mal-educates, divided over and over, suspicious, and they believe cruelty is part of business “toughness,” and when a person points it out, they very quite literally CRY...again and again I've seen it. These ones CRY. When they don't get their way with cruelty, when it fails them, when they didn't “do it right” because it didn't earn them what they want...they will throw away profit for misguided principals, and refuse to give help that they would scream and CRY for. A generation, and then another, exposed to the post-war success of their powerful and not-modernly-educated parents, that at least built everything that would spoil the generations which the Greatest Generation would birth in mass leisurely patriotic seamanship of blazing affordable orgasms.

I've been to many a Boomer's home. They share correctly with me their greatest fears (that's how you sell it); I have sat in spas as racist conversation after racist conversation would rise up as “whites” were only around, and the “Arizonian” would start to talk about the days when “we” just called “them” “ni**ers.” People with hands and blood and a psychological sense of place, just like them.
The Hippies were the first wave against the deserving. Now they inherit the places the Boomers thought they had to be cruel to keep, and they did it just with educational certificates. Cruelty, calling it toughness, was not strength, but turns out, just a robe that moves shoulders, until each generation is dulled out with the freedom from the tyranny they will become...the final solution always coming again, shrouded by a veil of death that keeps sucking everything up that beats and we love most...as climates across generations change..and generations turn to dust. And we simply go on with other things at use to cloud the same emotions of inferiority other generations clouded before them; since humans dawned, with other means and different words, but similar sounds, grumbling groans, and breathy whimpers.

So...what shall we do as Baby Boomers steal booze, because they think they didn't get their share, because the shares have grown...what shall we do as they rant...as they spit...cuss like cowboys...and reap shame on anyone whose different??? We will pay their Medicare through our government through our taxes. That's what. Exactly. Just as some generation that hates us will probably do for us. As they run stop signs and act like everywhere is their consumption holiday, we will help them up some stairs. We'll notice when they get cruel when they lose money, even though they still profit; less is always perceived as “taking” by them, and yet, they demand to take, with fake reasons to bill, and any piece they can keep for a little control. The hypocrisy is stark. We will notice that...as the cruel age...as racism fades away...we will open their doors, and make sure they can sit. Give to them their final dream.

The Baby Boomer's true dream is to have received the compassion from their parents for not being able to build symbols that could compare to the foundation of an industrialized country, and the resourceful profits of a World War. And as you show kindness, expect suspicion and fear and accusations, and for no knowledge of the Law or the compassion written into it BECAUSE of them and how they ultimately simply chose to use it the cruel way. The scared way; the conspiracist's way. It was like Rome was still at war with the Christians, entangled with Puritan controls, and the war was in the American People of the generation.
Yes...tiny beloved monsters, we will help you; because you are our parents, our grandparents, and our great grandparents. Be untouched by the cruelty you may be shown for your kindness when dealing with Boomers. They literally don't know any better. Here's another vote for lifelong education. I'd like to see them cry less, but, I don't expect less tears, even though their quality of life will be higher than any other generation that has wandered into old-age before them. You see, the generation benefited massively from the theory of relativity as an explosion, but were actually too old to be educated about it, that's why, there's two Booms. It takes time to tell people what happened. People live as knowledge is born, but their childrens' children get smarter with it. 18% of Americans report themselves free from the methods used that warped a generation.

Go in Peace, Faithful Warriors.

Love,
Stephan

Sunday, June 29, 2014

The @TracyMorgan Tragedy and The Transportation Industry

This is not an article about @TracyMorgan, but refers to the tragedy he was involved in that raised national awareness to the hours that transportation professionals are pushed to be working...especially if they are paid a flat rate..  It's tragic to the drivers. We as a populace are fortunate that great comedy may indeed arise from this tragedy.
 
However, the tragedy to drivers will continue after whatever is settled for just these parties involved. It does shed even more light on the need for transportation professionals. No one really wants to get sued. This means, more drivers are needed. As the retail fronts dissolved because of the virtual shops and the ultra low-overhead, there came an increased need to transport more merchandise, more frequently. 
 
Most States have job training programs. CDL training is usually available and pays a middle-level wage to anyone with the training, without discrimination. These training programs came into existence in 1998 via federal act, but are State issued. 
 
Ronald Reagan's hand lingers and oppressed me with his false stigmas and won't allow me to obtain a CDL, not without efforts that would pull me off my current goals. 
 
I encourage you to get that CDL training. Work for a low-level (economically) company, whom quite fairly will sport the risk of inexperience and thus pays less because of higher insurance rates, and in 6 months the companies that you also applied to when you started will be looking for drivers with 6 months experience, and your wage will go up, enabling you for other things.

This is a path for anyone. It does a lot for the America you live in, and you'll be seeing it. However, for those first 6-months you'll be committed to the road. So prepare for that with those people it will affect.

Alternatively, nursing (CNA) training, and food management training are also offered through these same State job services. Google it up. Get by, so you can be around later, dear ones. #Journey