on the day before
last night, the pretentious question,”anong nagawa mo para sa bayan mo?”
For God’s sake, be done
with this jabber of “a better world.”
What blasphemy! No “futuristic”
twit or child thereof ever
in embodied light will see
a better world than this, though they
foretell inevitably a worse.
Do something! Go cut the weeds
beside the oblivious road. Pick up
the cans and bottles, old tires,
and dead predictions. No future
can be stuffed into this presence
except by being dead. The day is
clear and bright, and overhead
the sun not yet half finished
with his daily praise.
by: Wendell Berry
you can’t ask for forgiveness from God unless you ask forgiveness from people.
be subject to one another. and it will end the cycle.
back to camelot, while i wait for instructions from my boss.