Tag: poet

Dawning hours

As the night ends and the day begins, may you find hope in the dawning hours. Take care of yourself today, take care who you make memories with. Good or not, those memories will last a lifetime.

E.A. Fussell
03.09.2022

Today’s choices

What is possible today?
Anything
Everything
Nothing

What kind of day will you create?
For your family
Your business
Your self

Emotions, people, events,
may battle for your attention,
which ones will you choose?

This day may be your last,
choose wisely.

E.A. Fussell
03.02.2022

Turn off the wave

Waves of excited chatter, catching us up, whirling us around, turning us upside down.

In critical thinking it is important to suspend judgement, research information and look at several points of view. Identify various possible conclusions and then decide which (if any) are sufficiently supported.

Suspending judgement, thinking, is not encouraged in this ever increasing instant world we live in. Pressing pause on the chaotic orchestrated chatter we are bombarded with is considered heresy. We are expected to drink from the fire hose of mass public opinion, without pausing to take a breath, as we are being programmed to make instant decisions founded on mass appeal.

Centuries of print technology pushing the importance of “public opinion” laid the ground work for electronic technology pushing the importance of “mass” which ushered in social networks pushing the importance of “mass public opinion “.

Smoke and mirrors, slight of hand, distractions; getting us to look in one direction while what’s really important is happening where we aren’t looking. Truth is difficult to find masked by half-truths and blatant misrepresentations designed to appeal to our base flesh desires.

Press play, swipe this way, swipe that way, click like, share, subscribe, get skinny, get rich, save the world, click, click, click. But don’t press pause.

The death of mass social herding can be accomplished if we simply exercise our ability to think for ourselves.

Press “off”.

E.A. Fussell
O3.01.2022

Boldness grows

Fire fall from heaven

Move complacent spirits

From their comfort zones

To be awake, alert, ready

As the battle ever rages

From the time of old

But is becoming more visible

To the average eye

As our enemy

Grows more bold

E.A. Fussell

02.28.2022

Invisible vibrations

Photo by Josh Pierce

On the surface

A frozen river looks solid

Impenetrable

Underneath the surface

A world of life churns

Turning

Whirling

Vibrating forward

People are like that

On the surface

They can appear solid

Set in their ways

But under the surface

Where they have no control

Invisible energy pulses and

Impacts can be made

Spirit echos

Change ensues

A new season dawns

Hard surfaces melt

Life bursts through

Abundantly

Brilliantly

Clearly

E.A.Fussell

02.27.2022

Various forms

Love

So many varying forms

Good

Bad

Blessings

Curses

Organized

Chaotic

Comfortable

Passionate

Our energy impacting another

Another’s energy impacting us

Family

Friends

Controlling

Free

Shallow

Deep

I’ve been blessed

I’ve been cursed

I have experienced

The of power love

For good

For bad

Still

I believe

In love

E.A. Fussell

02.27.2022

Divine dilemma

Speak out
Do we dare
Are we strong enough
To speak the truth
And feel the stares
The enemy has succeeded
In making it difficult
Uncomfortable
Unacceptable
To standup
Society loves their illusions
Thinking they are becoming
More enlightened
While darkness subtly
Weaves a web of deception
Causing lips to clench shut
Keeping us seated
Wandering
Are we strong enough
Do we dare
Speak out

E.A. Fussell
02.25.2022