Treating
the symptoms
ignoring
the cause
The outcome
redundant
all change
stuck on pause
The people
the problem
the root
of the pain
No law
or restriction
can change
DNA
Our values
on fire
from those
who are lost
They hate
with an ignorance
perdition
defrosts
You can’t make
an omelet
with eggs
that won’t fry
And you can’t save
the farm
feral pigs
— in the sty
(Dreamsleep: September, 2025)
--- merely bourgeois so-called collective Western world:
time for another election, "fair and free"?
From the way things look,
one would almost think that
an exorcism would be more helpful ...
Both sides of a sword with double edge, harm
One with love that may seems deadly to cope
Other with quiet GUISE till night loses arm
And happiness rides on hatred off hope
Decode the password with dying noesis
Inscribe in figures of speech lightly drunk
Writing of Samson in heaven's abyss
How Delilah's natural cave wets hunk
No stress to knot her secret chest boxes
That none writes in her open closed book
Unlike the trust, minds and hearts of foxes
Dire scam on mission which love can not hook
Learn the rational motive in union
To avoid early jurial disunion
Together, we can push mountains;
And move them to the sea for everyone to see.
We can plow, sow, harvest, and eat together.
Together, we can shun disunion to scatter peace;
Sow amity in hearts, peace in minds, and peace around us.
We are voiceful; for us and for the voiceless together.
Together, you and I can walk farther;
Farther, we can walk valleys and climb hills.
We are a better team of winners, together.
Together, you and I can sing louder.
Our melodies can attract the land, the sea, and the sky to listen to us carefully;
And on the hill’s top, we will smile and brushoff despairs together.
Poem by Mugisho N. Theophile
In this thought experiment
Adults, at least,
have developed three types of attraction
and attractiveness,
chemistry,
positive and negative
and in-between energy:
Heart attraction,
romantically associated
with touch and feeling,
Mind attraction,
more cognitively associated
with sight and sound
and, perhaps, LeftBrain dissonance
and more competitive
predative instincts,
And root sexual attraction,
primordially associated with taste
and smell,
swallowing
and letting go
biochemistry,
neurologically informed
and exforming passions,
rhythms,
communion and disunion patterns,
non-violent/predative communication structures,
win/win resilient
and lose/lose dissonant,
LeftThought and RightFelt pleasure/unease/disease
Ecological and Theological,
natural and spiritual
secular and sacred
physical and metaphysical.
Good and active healthy thoughts
produce and reflect
left-brain regenerative labels,
Bad and entropic death of feelings
effect and affect
left brain degenerating labels,
In-between
ambiguously left brain
and ambidextrously right brain
not not generate,
still actively ruminating.
Positive enlightened life,
Negative disempowered death,
Not not in-between these Yangs and Yins
all binomial egocenters
and ecosystems
positively regenerate restorative thoughts
and negatively degenerate retributive feelings
Creolizing
Transubstantiating
sacred in-between Paradise
and Hell,
Heaven
and Earth,
compassionate communication
and demonic debating demagogue experience,
healthy ecological thoughts
and punishing felt theological enculturation
sensation
energy
Healthy democratic communion
and pathologically autocratic disunion,
sacred resonance
and secularizing
segregating dissonance.
JANUARY 2017 – THE LEADER
Hoofbeats from a strange land,
As cascading Thunder roared,
upon the horse of prosperity,
he rode purposely,
Many embraced him as disciples,
Others laughed and jeered,
A fool has come today,
But his garments are fine,
Not a son of god nor prophet,
But rain in a drought,
For the thirsty,
Who had tasted sand,
A destroyer for others,
ancient dams would fall,
Thunder, blessings, cursing’s,
For The Leader had come,
A Time of fear for her,
A Time of hope for him,
They danced in bitterness,
Why this volatile disunion,
The Leader on his day,
Shouted visions for disciples,
unbelievers swam in confusion,
Many cried and screamed,
Alas,
James Kirk-Wiggins (c) 2017
You know, I don’t forgive him!
I admire those who say they do,
and they are better than me.
But I can’t just forgive a killer of
innocent, loving parishioners
because of the color of their skin,
and hatred ingrained, taught by
the ignorant and angry who
blame others for their failures;
politicians and legislators,
who protect and promote racist symbols;
false newspeople, who twist truth
to satisfy politics of their owners;
professors who promote disunion.
People must stand against racism,
and we can take a good first step,
by taking down the Stars and Bars.
The nighttime air baptized the earth
with a fresh, clean renewing dew
admitting the seasons rebirth
bidding ‘old man winter’ adieu.
The sun emerges warm and immense
casting a golden illumine
adorning springtime’s resplendence:
yellow daffodils flowering
in meadows and dandelions’
their tiny sunburst dewy globes
drizzled about in disunion;
each claiming its own abode
amidst ground ivy and clover
nurtured by a gentle zephyr.
Its foundation built on sacrifice
maintained by the strength of belief
wounded by separatism
healed by patriotism
destroyed by disunion