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Response To That Final Question:

Ignorance is the Bane of Man.
At a distance removed,
Dimly remembered, and
Still not seen distinct,
But yet somehow felt;
What we do sense
Is not reality; is not the Real Thing.
This World is hologram.
Then; for lucid sleep;
For it's just a dream
Within another dream
And we are not awake.

Seven Stars' Song of Revelation

Ignorance is a jail where no escape
Is possible but through knowledge.
Don't fear nor spurn. Dare to learn:

Assent to and accept this world as it is
Before attempting ascent to any world
Aspired to or wished for. Life's glorious!

That That Is can be known but by few.
Not space, not time, not gravity exists;
But as Extension from Field of Thought.

Be subject to neither church nor crown.

Dread naught. Disdain none: Not One!
Absent That That Is, there's Nothing.

That That Is, IS. That That's Not, IS, too.
That That's Not makes That That Is: IS.
That That Is makes That That's Not BE.

By rowing to That That Is, I become "I."
Wind + Water = Wave. As THOUGHT is
The Heart and The Nave of The Wheel.

Worlds are created from Thought alone.
That which we will do is because of that
What we are. We'll become who we are.

Charity, courtesy, civility, compassion,
Are cardinal spokes making civilization;
Chivalry forms center, hub's circle core.

IS is! Be not the slave of some other's I.
This, Creed of our Seven Stars Society;
This, The Teaching of the Seven Stars:

No man can be happy if he should choose
To be exile from his own nature and soul.

Precognitive Prescient Prophetic Poetry by WILLIAM O'CONNOR

Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Blue Sun Series: Confluence: Verse 55

The fractures which imperil
To crack the hearts of nations
Stem from hard adherence
To a bleeding intolerance;
Stem from cores of confidence
That the ignorant of knowledge
Both share in equal measure:
In the necessity for a zealotry
At the centers of their beliefs.
This fractures in divisiveness,
Since it causes a false division
Between those, who demand
A submission to sacred texts
Of their imaginary gods, and
Those demanding that very same
Subservience to the constitutions
Of politics and laws made by men.

Saturday, May 28, 2016

Blue Sun Series: Confluence: Verse 54

Reality is a cake of many layers;
A thin frosting of words covering
Over the numbers, hidden under;
Followed by the layer of energy
Beneath; all of it sitting, on the
Thick strata of nothingness: All
Resting on a plate of the great

Tuesday, May 24, 2016

Blue Sun Series: Confluence: Verse 53

Worse is the public education
As preparation for the marathon
Of life. School is intended to tutor
For short sprints; to train for speed
In hurdling students' lives for fates
Of servitude in society and for state;
Never for distance; for long-running.

Blue Sun Series: Confluence: Verse 52

The bent and flexion
Of the bow of our experience;
Drawn from what little we knew
Drawn from what little we've done;
Pulled against that all, which we
Are yet ignorant of and left unfinished,
When we let loose the arrow of our ambition.

Friday, May 20, 2016

Blue Sun Series: Confluence: Verse 51

Whoever possesses the weapons;
Whoever is trained, who are skilled
In their usages, are they who shall
Decide fate of states; not politicians;
Not professors; not the pundits of law;
And certainly, not the poets; but, it's
The warriors.

Friday, May 13, 2016

Blue Sun Series: Confluence: Verse 50

Everything worth learning is learned
In spite of school; in the saying of a "NO"
To the pronouncements of the professors,
Those rote teachers of the State's accepted 
Knowledge. They who create who've shown it
Through their own work, are they who should
Be listened to; not they who can solely lecture On the struggles and on the efforts of others.

Thursday, May 12, 2016

Blue Sun Series: Confluence: Verse 49

A borrowed philosophy,
Not of one's own making;
Hampers your humanity.
What feels right is right.
The statutes of a State;
Commandments of a Faith
Serve only as guides for
Citizens and believers.
In the end; sole judge
Of You is You, your Self!

Monday, May 9, 2016

Blue Sun Series: Confluence: Verse 48

The bitterest slavery
Lies in that condition,
When fettered in chains
Of ideology; in delusions,
In deceptions, we've imposed
Upon ourselves; when looking
Into the mirror, we spy deceit
Looking back. 

Friday, May 6, 2016

Blue Sun Series: Confluence: Verse 47

Lies yet said in nostalgia for some past
When the government was considered
Great and good; in forgetting the wars,
In forgetting the constant conflicts:
The incursions into foreign nations,
The infiltrations into other states;
Done not for you; never for you, but
For the fortune of the plutocrat few.

Wednesday, May 4, 2016

Blue Sun Series: Confluence: Verse 46

To steer one's own way
Wherever it leads and
Whatever its final harbor
And ending port, even if it
Leads one astray; even if it
Strands one adrift; at least,
Then one can say: The navigator
And the captain of your ship was

Tuesday, May 3, 2016

Blue Sun Series: Confluence: Verse 45

The Empire, owned by the plutocrat elites,
Controls the World seducing minds of Men
Into common servitude, into a slavery, by Keeping them occupied with the vanity of
The Internet, the vacant web of promise;
Of, a false hope; that, maybe, just maybe,
That they'll say, what it's they'll do; then,
All can change.

Monday, May 2, 2016

Blue Sun Series: Confluence: Verse 44

Rank abuses,
Politicians fire at each other
In their daily duels of vitriol,
Wound the public; hurt society,
While leaving these hacks of bureaucracy Unharmed, intact, unscathed. Thick vests
Of ignorance, they proudly wear, prevent
Any penetration by the bullets of facts.


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