Letters To Earth

The Inconsistent American Consciousness

by 1380761
It bothers me that the consciousness of Americans is so shattered that almost no one recognizes the schizophrenic nature of their thinking. Exactly what do I mean by “schizophrenic nature of their thinking?” I mean the way people embrace a variety of issues without realizing that these issues rep...
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Marriage - Same-Sex or Otherwise - #2

by 1380761
A key statement I have heard in the last year is: Every child born gets a social security number almost at birth. As soon as the number has been assigned, the state begins calculating how much money that newborn citizen will make in the future. This estimate of productivity goes into a fancy calc...
Posted in 1%, Awareness, birth, Consciousness, Economy, Federal Reserve, Financial System, gay-lesbian, government, Marriage, Money, Politics, Relationships, Sex, social security, work

Marriage - Same-Sex or Otherwise - #1

by 1380761
While listening to news reports of demonstrations outside the Supreme Court as they hear arguments pro and con regarding same-sex marriage, several things come to mind. The first harks back to the early 1980s and the visits from the little men in brown robes. This was their statement to me: "The...
Posted in Birth, Consciousness, Financial System, gay-lesbian, government, Love, Marriage, Money, personal growth, power, Relationships, Robes, the system

Birthing Reality

by 1380761
This thing rolling, spinning inside me, now causing chaos, quietly pressing out the bumps, breathing in desperately, breathing out a flood of impatience. How do I swim away when I have already drowned on the shores of that new world? What will it take to hang on and deliver the visi...
Posted in Awareness, Birth, Consciousness, Future, new world, Poems, Reality