Why do some cling to patriarchal systems? Some men want return to old ways to assist them in getting a keeping a wife that can’t leave. Tied into a system they’re taught to believe was created by god to procreate children. That being a wife and a mom should fulfill them. But what this creates is two lives without growth. This imbalance of power will stifle them both.

Men have to learn that coercion of women will not get them love, because love’s freely given. Love can’t be forced or kept in a cage. We must move forward into a new age. A man must respect and show love to attract a woman who stays for true love not an act. And together support the dreams of each other. If that’s a career or a father and mother. They can grow and expand because they are free. All can become who they’re meant to be.

Patriarchal roots feed most toxic systems.

Most see the problems, most choose to dismiss them.

Misogyny, homophobia, systemic racism,

xenophobia, transphobia, extensive classism.

Groups daring protest that don’t want to yield

Are shut down and out by the power men wield.

Toxic men do not want an equal position.

They blame the oppressed who protest their tradition.

So women, black people, and LGBTQ

who work ten times harder to make upward moves,

are blamed for the downfall of men who once worked

in the top jobs held mostly by men with huge perks.

Now they can’t handle the truth that some face.

The ones given chances, worked hard, now replace

these men who in privilege who sailed to the top

we’re just average joes who now want to stop

all those thought below them,”inferior people”.

The ones who know well innate rights make us equal.

Who stand on their own and are rightfully prized

for hard work that they’ve done to uphold equal rights.

MAGA “Christians“ cannot see

Their own overt hypocrisy.

Spending lives evading truth.

Indoctrinated in their youth.

Shamed about their normal feelings.

Learned denial, and lie concealing.

Spawned monsters in their dark unconscious

Which will emerge, depraved and noxious.

Acting out repressed desire

On innocents they breathe their fire.

Then to hide their awful acts

Project their deeds in vile attacks.

On others seen as enemies

All innocent of acts like these.

We cannot change these hypocrites

Only Karma changes this.

In time the house of cards they built,

Will crash, exposing all their guilt.

The MAGA movement cannot last,

Because they’re moving towards the past.

What they have sown, they now must reap.

As we move on in quantum leaps!

Their skin is dark but they take part oppressing their own people.

To oversee won’t make them free, will never make them equal.

They’ll play their role and sell their soul to get a sense of power.

Walk on backs from brown to black to clean up ivory towers.

In hopes to share the wealth in there; one day they might arrive.

But there’s no way white men can stay supreme and let them thrive.

So now it’s time to stop the crime of hating who they are.

They must embrace, themselves, their race, quit jumping white men’s bars.

The only test they need to best is overcoming fears.

Til they arrive where freedom thrives, no place for overseers.

Is Elon Musk a free speech absolutist?

He bought Twitter, then X’ed it, and then chose to use it

to X out free speech of the ones who would question

a billionaire’s drug addled dream and obsession.

He wants the whole world to do what he wills.

To wreak worldwide havoc and send us the bill.

And now he has bought from Don Trump, his crime boss,

Get Out of Jail Free Cards, at a minimal cost.

But their towers built high, from which all fascists fall,

will in time tumble down, as these fools lose it all.

Then we will regain authentic free speech.

Speak truth from the heart, and from this we will teach,

free speech is precious and no one should abuse it.

We’ll be, abuse free, true speech, absolutists.❤️

I really don’t like the holiday season.

I just like the days that don’t have a reason.

No reason to clean or to cook for two days,

no reason to small talk a whole day away.

I don’t like the stress of high expectations.

Putting up, taking down, the fake decorations.

I’m sure that most people would call me a Grench,

who likes spoiling fun with my big monkey wrench.

I guess this began when I had to do

most of the work to prepare and get through.

It becomes overwhelming the older you get.

All the emotional energy spent.

Trying to please the family and friends,

that’s why I can’t wait til all of it ends.

That’s why after New Years I feel like a weight

is off of my shoulders so then I celebrate

the days I have left that don’t have a reason.

Until once again it is holiday season.

I couldn’t imagine, in my much younger days, that Orwell’s dystopian world was delayed

to forty years later, 2024, when we’d bear the brunt of the Oligarch storm.

We’re in the same cycle where Autocrats fall, with their Oligarch masters who paid for it all.

A cycle where people are done being hurt in culture wars made by elites to divert

the masses they rob to fill up their coffers. Stoke hate of the other, with no good to offer,

just suffering, pain, and mental distress. They don’t give a shit about us or what’s best.

So after we’ve suffered enough by their hands. We’ll all get together and make new demands.

Rights for all people with fair and just laws. Healthcare, housing, and food for us all.

Our inalienable rights will be the new norm, after we’ve weathered the Oligarch storm.

We’re once again called to Civil disobedience.

As Judicial power is not freeing, it’s impeding us.

When a rouge Supreme Court rules against rights,

we shouldn’t obey unfair laws made in spite

of our Founders’ intent, to improve and progress.

They wanted our future evolved, not regressed.

The constitution was meant to expand.

Originalists want to go back and to ban

inalienable rights, that they now ignore.

For fifty years settled, now settled, no more.

Body autonomy again must be won.

Without it, freedom can never be done.

Freedom to marry whoever you love.

Freedom to vote for your choice or for none.

Freedom to travel where you want to go.

Freedom to learn what you want to know.

Dr. King taught what we shouldn’t accept.

Laws that infringe on our rights won’t be kept!

A poem I read, said people of color, who protest and stand up for their race,

create more racism which carries it further, so should stop standing up and embrace

what the “color blind” say: “Skin colors don’t matter, we only see what’s deep inside.”

“If people of color would all get together and simply choose to decide

that racism’s over and everyone’s equal; stop saying their rights are denied,

then those stops by the cops that sometimes turn lethal would end when they start to comply.”

Why can’t they feel how demeaning it is to say racial abuse is their fault?

Do they really not see how obscene this shit is, if denied, it all comes to a halt?

Unconscious denial keeps racism going, and repesses white privileged shame.

They prefer “color blindness” and denial of not knowing they’re giving survivors the blame.

When we finally atone for enslaving black people and heal racist systems we’ll find,

without shame we’ll embrace diversity’s colors, celebrate we are not color blind.🌈

“Your body my choice!”, screams the deranged.

We’re hoarse, with no voice, screaming for change.

We’ve always been prey, still hunted for sport.

Made legal today by a rogue Supreme Court.

Women were wronged, Roe wasn’t forever.

For years the Court longed to kill it together

with marriage rights given to LGBTQ.

And the Civil rights fight we thought won, they’ll kill too.

So now we must grieve our world of delusion.

Our whole ninth amendment they ruled was illusion.

We must face this dark night and fully surrender

to know we have intrinsic rights, and remember,

they can’t give or take inalienable rights.

The Court we thought gave them then took back in spite,

must now face our Phoenix’s fire transformation,

burn nadir to zenith to forge new foundations.

So people whose rights are denied by false laws

can embody the truth, innate rights transcend all.

Create whole new worlds on the ashes of lies,

innately true worlds, where Phoenix’s rise!

I am finally awake and fully aware.

Half of this country has proved they don’t care,

about human rights or the freedom of others.

They don’t give a shit about daughters and mothers,

or black and brown people, or LGBTQ.

Not feeling our pain? You’ll feel it soon.

When a country guts freedom and half lose their rights,

the wound will be fatal. No rights will survive.

My mind was numb with hopium. I wanted to believe,

that we’d keep moving forward, the next day we’d be relieved.

But as I stood in line to vote my gut began to know,

that once again we’d have to watch another fascist show.

We know the players very well, we’ve seen them all for years.

The Antichrist, Apprentices, the cult, brainwashed with fear.

Just like their bible told them, they would feast upon his lies.

As they project their evil, it’s themselves they all despise.

So I’ve given up my hopium, I’m choosing now to see.

For now, I’ve done all I can do to stop the evil Beast.

They prayed for Armageddon to destroy their devil’s spawn.

So I’ll sit back and watch them fight themselves until they’re gone.

If you feel overwhelmed when tasks become urgent,

You might just be, neurodivergent.

If you like to keep things or you’re constantly purging.

You might just be, neurodivergent.

You replay what you say and rehearse other versions,

You might just be, neurodivergent.

If you don’t like demands and they must be averted,

You might just be, neurodivergent.

If you’d rather be home and alone, introverted,

You might just be, neurodivergent.

If attention takes flight when your sight is diverted,

You might just be, Neurodivergent.

Classist systems and justice you know aren’t convergent

You might just be, Neurodivergent.

If you fight for all rights like a warrior insurgent.

You might just be, Neurodivergent.

We came to this world to transform, be emergent,

To change our direction to a new road divergent.

For years I have worked, almost everyday,

To clear my unconscious I once hid away.

Deep fear and sadness, anger and shame,

That made me project and unconsciously blame.

Like clock work the cycles would come back around

Delusions created with feelings unbound.

But I would get signs to help me to wake.

From crows constant cawing to dreams of earthquakes.

These unconscious cues of things yet to come

I needed to feel to stop being numb

Awaken to heal so I wouldn’t project

Delusions on others and stop to reflect.

So many times now, I have been saved

From hurting my loved ones, myself, and my fate.

So I’ve learned how to stop recreating mistakes,

From the caws of the crows and effects of earthquakes.

Should our Natives, farther south,

be begging for asylum

in lands they held ten thousand years

before we could deny them?

When the white man, as invaders,

by mere presence, claimed command,

enslaving sovereign people,

and stealing native land?

Is this why their descendants

turn their backs on native souls?

Don’t want long lost survivors

reclaiming what they stole.

Until we open up our hearts,

share wealth with native people,

help all of the Americas

be prosperous and equal,

our karma for the trail of tears

will keep us building walls,

to keep out native people

who in truth should have it all.

Forever flawed, and silent bell,

A metaphor that fits us well.

Fits our Declaration’s flaw

Still, liberty is not for all.

Pursuits of happiness in life,

For many still, it’s mostly strife.

Until we all have equal rights,

The parts within our whole will fight.

Til cracks are seen in silent bells

As metaphor, and breaks the spell

Of lies that we have ever been

Free for more than just white men.

Til reparations pave the way

To live what Declaration’s say.

Self evident when all are equal,

Inalienable, all rights, all people.

Words and bells don’t make it real

True liberty, we all must feel!

I’ll gently go to my good night

Embrace my death without a fight.

For there’s no loss in letting go

Into the clear immortal flow.

Where I’ll live on, on higher planes.

Yet still within our love remains,

In symbols wide awake or dreams

Of butterflies and flowing streams,

Connections through the days and nights

Until again we reunite ❤️

Why do some people use Woke as a slur

And they don’t have a clue what it means?

It’s become a dog whistle that they use to blur

The lines that they cross to demean.

But now they go lower and turn up the heat

“Woke mind virus” they made up to spread fear

They bang this new drum and don’t skip a beat

To drown out this truth and not hear.

Woke means we well know and are fully aware

That systemic racism exists.

It means we want change and means we’ll be there

With black people to shout and resist.

“Black lives matter, and never, will our march for truth tire us,

On the road that is steep we must tread.”

May the truth they deny, yet invoked, “woke mind virus”,

Be marched round the world and be spread.

Why is there no refuge in a refugee camp?

Why don’t some who’ve suffered the most understand

About innocent people once called civilians

In refugees camps where they still bomb and kill them?

This fighting must stop from the top to the ground.

Enough is enough as their pain goes around

In circular motion, tit for tat, back and forth,

Deaths way beyond even but stay the same course.

It’s time to put down all weapons of war.

It’s time to sit down and compromise more.

Get rid of the leaders who created this show

Grass roots to grass roots come together to grow.

As Abraham’s family both branches decide

To live as one people, in peace, side by side.❤️

It seems like it’s always one shoe then another

That drops on the floor up above.

Every time one awakes me, I brace for the other

Dreading fear I’ve had quite enough of.

Why so much fear? This dread is so hard.

The bane of my very existence.

To live my life scared, always on guard

That more shoes will soon fall in an instant.

I was born with this fear frozen in pain

Passed down from past generations

I was born to release this fear that remained

Reconnecting our lost innervations.

Cry, once frozen tears that my ancestors quelled

From the constant travails they once bore

Shake out the fear my grandmother held

When at three, she was forced to ignore.

If I’m brave enough to go back and repair

The damage once done that passed down,

Kindred spirits will dance in my garden, feet bare

No more shoes need be made to cast down.

It is very unlikely, if you don’t have a home,

You can have any sort of stability.

With no safe place to sleep, or food of your own,

This just makes for much more disability.

For the mentally challenged, or ones drug addicted,

Or ones just down on their luck

Not to have basic needs will keep them conflicted

Between trying and just giving up.

But if, as a collective, we help one another

Pledge dignity, with conscience, for all,

We’ll make Housing First, become One with honor

Indivisible, with liberty, and justice for all❤️

I rarely write poems that are just about light,

I always have to include the dark night.

But most don’t like feeling the dark in a poem,

Don’t want the unconscious to trigger and show them,

Shame that is trapped by resistant denial.

Can’t hear other’s pain from facing hard trials.

The world is their oyster of happy illusion

Don’t ask and don’t tell is their world peace solution.

So we need to have earthquakes to force us from cloister.

Because next a tsunami throws sand in our oyster.

So let’s use this grit to make layers of healing.

With layers that shine we can find shameful feelings,

Then with our denial be smoothly released.

With dark and light layers we’ll make pearls of peace.

And with peace within made while creating our pearls,

We might soon have enough to make peace in our world!

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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How would you feel as a scapegoat for millions?

If you add all religions it might be for billions.

How would you feel if they literally said

God hates who you are, and we want you dead.

How does a child who’s LGBTQ

Ever survive this collective abuse?

Do you think kids don’t feel mass rejection inside?

Do you care if they hurt and commit suicide?

For just having brains that are neurodiverse

That has nothing to do with “sin” or a curse!

Despite science proving we’re born on a spectrum.

Our bodies and brains many factors affect them.

From time in the womb to exogenous sources

Hormones and genes create different courses.

So stop making our children go through this ordeal

Love and accept them until their heart’s heal.

Then if your children are LGBTQ

You’ll nurture their nature to live lives in truth.

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Sometimes when I write

I have physical pain.

Words stuck in the muck

of my unconscious brain.

So I write the pain out of my head

til it’s gone.

So some of my poems

become pretty long.

I ask myself questions

but mostly ask why.

This breaks down denial

that blinds my mind’s eye.

Rhythm and rhyme start

Pulsing and clanging

unconsciously used

to start rearranging

the dissonant words

in my unconscious brain.

It pulls them together

to help me feel sane

with answers to questions

my soul needs to hear.

To make sense of my rage,

my shame, and my fear.

Close out the last lines

with coherent conclusion

an answer that gives

my soul resolution ❤️

Why so much hate for trans and queer people?

What makes some so hateful they want to be lethal?

They don’t like they standup to up end status quo.

Don’t want to blend in or fit into a mold.

They’re here loud and proud unafraid to be bold.

They want to free all from young to the old.

They want to make all presentations the norm

From sun shiny day to tumultuous storm.

So nobody’s shamed when they don’t conform

Through master transmuters this world will transform ❤️

Amends are not just about saying you’re sorry, or owning mistakes that you make.

It’s accepting the guilt of your wrongs toward another and your will to repair your mistakes.

What does that mean, how do you do this, repair what you’ve done in the past?

We ask who we’ve wronged what would help them feel right and bring light to the shadows we cast.

What if they ask for unjust compensation and we don’t have it to give?

Sometimes what’s been done take years to repair, sometimes as long as we live.

Generational harm done by a collective is made right by repair of a system.

Then giving survivors the means to move past all the obstacles once used against them.

Reparation of systems, one’s own, or collective, will release us from unconscious fate.

Only from balance can consciousnesses flow through the heart and be used to create.❤️

Did our founders deny self evident truths,

When they denied many to have any pursuits?

An autonomous life was denied the enslaved.

They never had liberty the Creator gave.

There was no happy pursuit to be had.

They weren’t treated equal just equally bad.

Not one was allowed their inalienable rights.

Our founders endowed them just 3/5 a life.

Our country’s foundation was built on their backs.

Their denial of self evident truths are the facts!

Meghan you tried, you outshined the rest.

But there was no way that you’d pass their test.

So the father, step mother and sibling in-laws

Tried dimming your light that exposed their deep flaws.

Yet you were their chance to break the old curse;

But then they would choose to repeat, even worse.

They could have made changes, gone a new way,

Welcomed a woman of color to stay.

Be part of their family, and heal from the past.

Make Commonwealth nations feel welcome at last.

But they let their conscious and unconscious bias,

As racism prove to the world through their silence,

That they didn’t care to protect you from harm.

So you had to leave and heed this alarm.

And still you get hate if you will or you won’t,

Are damned by the press if you do or you don’t

Go back for more hate and abuse by a Nation

To watch sycophants drool at their “King’s” coronation!

I need a purging

A poem is emerging

I must let it out

I stand with the ones who choose to be real, who love who they love, and express how they feel.

Despite hateful liars now stealing their rights, the ones who choose truth in the end win this fight.

So stand up for the truth to be taught in all schools. Let books about true mental health be the rule.

Because being clueless does not make kids “straight”. It only makes bullies and victims of hate.

Has history borne out we’re all “straight” in the womb, until some are tricked being brainwashed and groomed?

NO, science has proved we’re all born on a spectrum; our bodies and brains, many factors affect them.

From time in the womb to exogenous sources hormones and genes create different courses.

So stop preaching hate and calling it sin. Change hate to love by healing within.

Then if your children are LGBTQ you’ll nurture their nature to live lives in truth.❤️