Spinning

The media record plays

Over and over

Round and round

Telling us what to think

Telling us what to scream

Ignorant souls vying for

The next big story

Painting illusions

To grab our attention

Sensationalizing the smallest things

Until they no longer satisfy

Our need to hear dirt

To roll around in it

Like swine in a trough

Hungry for the next batch of slop

The media pours it on

Graduating to bigger things

Manufactured mobs

Stirred by the spinning media record

Playing never ending slurs

Against humanity

And still we eagerly listen

As their filth tickles our ears

E.A. Fussell

06.08.2020

Speak truth

There are good people

There are bad people

In all races

Do not judge me

By what others have done

Good

Or

Bad

Consider your personal experience

With me

Maybe it was good

Maybe it was bad

Speak that truth

Good

Or

Bad

If you don’t have

A personal experience with me

Shut up

E.A. Fussell

06.08.2020

Old idea

The post

Acting as a foundation for the fence

Bringing boundary lines into view

Marking claims of ownership

Keeping some things trapped inside

Keeping other things out

Possession defined

Protection alluded to

Fences make some folks feel secure

They are always checking on

And replacing posts

That have lost their strength

I think most of us

Do the same thing with fences

In our minds and

Around our hearts

Foundation posts of

Feelings left over

From bad experiences

Or a bad belief system

Limit us

Fence us in

Or others out

We know the ruined posts

Should be replaced with new ones

Better ones

But it’s easier to hold onto

The old ones

Familiar

Offering a false sense of security

Less painful and time consuming

Than pulling down old fences

And installing new ideas

E.A. Fussell

06.07.2020

Skinny Dippin’

An old truck radio plays

Tucked back in the woods

Past the end of a dirt road

Where crystal clear

Creek water flows

Inviting us to jump in

We throw off our clothes

Nothin’ like a swim

In the moonlight glow

Summer heat and old tune beats

Got us feeling young again

You take my hand

Spin me around

Treading water

We’re laughing and splashing

Trying not to drown

As we do a little old fashioned

Creek water dancin’

E.A. Fussell

06.03.2020

Shine on

Do not loose hope

Because of the darkness

In this world

There is a light in you

That can outshine any darkness

Hold onto your light

Protect it

Renew your mind

Refresh your soul

Whatever it takes

Keep your lamp filled with oil

Do not listen

To the lies being told

The master deceiver

Ancient

From time of old

Moving the chess pieces

Herding the sheep

Trying to drown out reason

With emotion

Fear, anger, fear

Waves of manipulation rolling in

Ignore their pull

Hold onto what you know

Even when it takes a toll

Keep your light shining

As the waves of darkness roll

E.A. Fussell

06.01.2020

Ignore it

Creation

Resides in each one of us

It isn’t always beautiful

Or artful

Or interesting

Sometimes

It’s pure evil

Inching its way

Into our thoughts

Growing itself through

Emotions and feelings

Choosing actions

Manifesting consequences

Visible as circumstances

Thoughts

Feelings

Actions

Circumstances

Thoughts

Feelings

Actions

Circumstances

A never ending cycle

Since life began

What circumstances

Are you creating

What are you allowing into

Your mind

Are you choosing to

Live in fear

Surrounded by fires

Of foolish thoughts

Fueling angry feelings

Causing hate-filled actions

Leaving painful circumstances

It’s easy

To look at a circumstance

Get caught up in emotion

And allow the cycle

To start all over again

All sides

Feeling justified

In what they are creating

Black

Brown

Red

White

All believing they are right

Foolish arrogant egos

Screaming

Look at me I’m a victim

Look at me I’m a hero

Look at me I’m right

Look at me you are wrong

Look at me I’ll fight

Look at me I’m running

Look at me I have all the answers

Look at me you are ignorant

Look at me I’ll take what you have

Look at me I’ll stop you

In your tracks

Look at me

Look at me

Look at me

What if we stopped looking

What might happen

What if we allowed the anger

To rage outside of us

Ignoring it

Not allowing it to seep

Into our emotions

Not allowing ourselves to feel

Like we have to take a side

Any side

Simply ignoring the raging machine

Of hate-filled evil creation

The choice is up to us

Help the raging machine

Continue to exist

In varying states of flame

As it races across our country

Taking fuel through

Our egos need to be heard

As we scream

Look at me

This is what I believe

The choice is up to us

We can choose to

Cut off the fuel supply

To the raging machine

Stop looking

Stop getting caught up

In the emotion of it

Stop trying to justify

Choices of someone else

Stop judging decisions of others

Be responsible for ourselves

Our thoughts

Our choices

Our actions

The circumstances we are creating

Immediately around ourselves

Can impact the atmosphere

Can change the energy of the world

What if we were to

Cut off the consumption

Of rage and violence

Ignore it

Let it play itself out

Outside of us

It’s really not about us

It’s about evil

Always trying

To get a strong hold

Always trying to suck us in

Grab hold of our ego

Force us to take a stand

Make us feel like we have to choose

One side or the other

Just for today

Live your life the way

You choose to be seen

Without having to scream

Look at me

E.A. Fussell

05.30.2020

Wearing blinders

Diving in

Ignoring the danger

Surrounded by perils

On all sides

Obvious to the onlookers

But blanked out of sight

By we divers

As if we were wearing blinders

Hungry for the taste of Victory

Thirsty for the Living Water

Creation

Yes, we have cut ourselves

On the jagged edges

Of dreams unfulfilled

Yes, we have banged our head

On ideas that went nowhere

Yes, we have jammed our necks

Encountering the shallow waters of

Closed minded observers

Yes, we have lost our breath

In the depths of consuming passion

That tried to entangle us

No, we won’t give up

We will keep searching

Knowing the next experience

May be the One

We were created for

Also knowing the danger

That may damage us beyond repair

Still we dive in

Ignoring the danger

Believing in the unseen

E.A.Fussell

05.29.2020

Ready me for daily battle

Lord

Forgive me of my sins

Forgive me my need

To ask you again and again

Help me be a good warrior

Hearing You

Following Your Word

This world gets so loud

Sometimes I allow it

To drown You out

Forgive me

Help me go where You say go

Help me stay when You say

Be still

Help me daily put on the armor

You have provided for me

And not forget a single piece

Help me skillfully wield

The sword of the Spirit

Give me eyes that see

Ears that hear

Divine knowledge

Understanding

Wisdom

Teach me Your ways

Let me not depart from them

May all those reading these words

Be hugged by You

Soften their hearts

Touch them in a real

And wonderful way

That they may know

You are the King of kings

Lord of lords

According to Your will

Amen

E.A. Fussell

5.24.2020