October 13, 2001

  • I have sought refuge
    in the heart of a great institution
    in a major metropolis
    that’s a prime target for terrorists
    and so much in harm’s way (?)
    this morning alone.


    No reason to be here
    except the technology edge
    of lightning internet access
    and ghosts roaming the hallways
    to whisper me secrets
    distilled from a world
    where time has no bother.


    So the war that I wage here
    is one of intelligence nurtured
    from beyond all the graves
    of junkyarded cars and crushed buildings.
    it’s called damned inspiration
    and I’ll go where it leads me—
    to journey forth if needed
    onto the stark plains of hell…


    For on such plains I’ve been tempered
    before and quite often,
    and with drawn sword I’ve slain demons
    that wandered too close.
    …but now there is more:
     with the mad curs cut loose,
    to “cry havoc” , “cry havoc”
    and shake a spear at the bastards!!!


    Well…
     
    To dream better dreams is the reason we're all here:
    imagining all that's immeasurably more beautiful
    so to reconfirm, re-create, and make blessed our world.
    it's a quest!
    ...not always easy,
    but there is no way other,
    once you're called as a dreamer
    to fulfill your dream.

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