the spirit of our characters
are tapestries we wear
(our hearts on our sleeves)
to be judged
by each other and by God…
as the spirit moves inside us
this clothing changes
depicts our story
and bares our souls
but we live in a world where
ghosts made of lies lurk
below the surface, ready,
to be conjured anew
by ritual invocation.
false religions are delusions
by which we forget
who we are and who we could be,
and we are reprogrammed
by those who push their thoughts
inside of our minds.
they show us a corrupted, shitty effigy
as the complete totem
of what shit we are told we are,
and then a brighter, though no less deadly totem
of what we could become, if we follow
their manipulative prescriptions.
always there is a prize that is dangled:
the transformation of our selves
through the ritual.
so is it any wonder that
we’ve forgotten how to look
at each other’s character,
since we’re drawing on collective memory
and symbolic language
that has been completely infected with a hideous alien culture
and we’ve fallen under the spell of the Voices?
The First Voice says that
morality is a matter of commandment,
that there is force above and beyond us
and that it hath commanded
how we ought to behave:
how to cook, eat, fuck, sleep, play, talk, teach and learn.
This is the voice of the tyrannical father,
yet people have trusted it
specifically because it is
supposed to be
not of us,
and is meant to be ‘heavenly’.
The Second Voice does not
reference some distant, unseen source:
it speaks only from within,
as if that were proof of anything
except that which is within itself:
the toxic combination
of hollow self-esteem and
a narcissistic doppelgänger of
conceit and zealous self-righteousness.
It speaks of universal human values
yet, everywhere this Voice is heard,
those values are shredded,
dissent is crushed,
‘prices are paid’ – prices we are told
are worth paying. How could this
ever be true?
Where the First Voice spoke of the prize
and what you must do to achieve it,
the Second Voice speaks of
‘what must be done’ and
what you must do to assist it.
It is the voice of progress, of history,
of enlightenment, of democracy,
of intervention, of compromise –
and of every major mass murder ever.
The First Voice spoke of eternal damnation,
but you might yet go on living for a while before it came.
The Second Voice points and says
‘these people have betrayed the Group,
the Party, the Country, the Species…
they must be eliminated
For The Good of All.
I have escaped somehow:
I have not been entranced
or controlled by these Voices.
But I am in awe of them.
They have built the alien cultures
of groveling idolatry and industrial slavery.
They have written history.
If human life is to come to an end,
it will be of their doing.
In the end, as in the beginning,
there will be the word –
will the word be of one of these voices?
I do have some hope to offer you.
I must recover
from the awesome and terrifying sound
of those voices and tell you about
The Third Voice,
with which so few speak
Except I can’t!
The Third Voice is not mine
to speak of, not all the time.
I cannot tell you The Truth –
were I to try it would not be
The Third Voice I would be using.
I would have to speak with one of
the other two voices,
in order to trick you into ‘believing’ my message,
Yours is the Third Voice:
it is you, it is inside you,
and when you speak your truth,
you speak with that voice.
May you come to know
your voice and your truth
better and better
as days pass…
‘this above all: to thine own self be true’
‘and ye shall know the truth
and the truth will set you free’.