the rose is tossed

welcome to the fascist states of america.

those who would take over the earth and shape it to their will never, I notice, succeed. -lao tzu

I am eating a fine, red pear, perfectly ripe,
while the fascists decide how many socks a person may own,
and if everyone must pray kneeling or standing.
soon, all the men will part their hair on the same side.
soon, they will announce when the women should all be pregnant.
everyone will wear the same uniform and be punctual.
I am eating a fine, red pear, perfectly ripe,
while some white men raise a flag that looks like a dollar bill.
next the money flag will be behind the altar with jesus.
eventually the money will suffocate them,
or perhaps jesus will toss out the money-changers again.
I am eating a fine, red pear, perfectly ripe,
it is delicious, and I slice off bite after bite
with a pocket knife. taste buds. they're a marvelous thing,
aren't they? so is having a choice.

james lee jobe

Always hold true to your own perception. Your own self is your main teacher.

Jeff Bridges

Banksy, street art

the surrendering of the kingdom.

handle a large kingdom with as gentle a touch as if you were cooking a small fish. -lao tzu

this nakedness: there is a realness to it.
the mystery is solved. at last.
crooked nights when it was long in our thoughts.
quiet days when the mind was empty
and you think of the body of the other.
what to touch, what to taste.
a sacred thing, the act of it.
and now the kingdom is offered to you,
and you, in turn, offer up a kingdom as well.
the dye is cast. the rose is tossed.
the mind is empty and the kingdoms are surrendered.
nakedness. nothingness. every beginning is new.

james lee jobe

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