commentary - from the land of war and paranoia
commentary - from the land of war and paranoia
i read in ny times article the words - from the land of milk and honey - no that’s not what it said it said - from “a land of war and paranoia” well actually if you think ofIsrael as the land of milk and honey it’s now the land of war and paranoia and its not funny - anyway so i think about those words ” war and paranoia - and i don’t know about you but we live in volatairs best and worst of times - and i look around at the world on a not so merry, merry-go-around and the world inside and out and wonder aloud what’s it all about - and have i/you/we gotten our daily dose of paranoia (fear) today - i stopped watching TV over a year ago and my inner me is much calmer and less depressed since then - tv is a zombie drug in many ways anyway i don’t know about you my dear reader but it has crossed my mind that maybe we are addicted to fear -
so i was thinking maybe this commentary is from the land of war and paranoia not about “A” land but “THE” land of war and paranoia -
when i look inside out at you at me at we and the world about we - i see said the blind man - that we of we the people including myself are in a constant war from within and from without and everything seems to inside and out - and don’t you too just want to stand up and shout out. out out damn spot out out and that you are not going to take it and contribute to it too - but all that comes out is a silent shout - a mummer to myself - what’s it all about? - where’s the door - i want out!
i wrote a few days after 9/11 a poem called “the silent shout - what about?” from the perspective of the people who were strangers who were now sharing their endings together under the same blanket of what some called rubble - in the bottom of the sunken titanic II, the twins mast of the world trade center which was never supposed to sink and i think i think i can see imprinted on my memory that fateful moment of one tower standing and then no towers standing from my window on the 20th floor - and now they are no more and what has taken its place is war and more paranoia and endless propaganda and filled up the empty spaces in the land that once was the promised land of dreams - so here i am reporting from my bunker downtown nyc from the land of war and paranoia and i wonder about what place in our planet is not full of war and paranoia - and is it possible for people to live in peace and harmony - i ask myself in you - food for thought