another poem: 'thelema'

Greetings!

Another poem, one perhaps too timely.

Please let me apologize on one thing; in case anyone here is Thelema,
that 'tis not intended as anger in that direction; it is merely
another imagery I could not resist using for a structure.

blessed be,

Jeanine Ring ))(*)((
stand forth!

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-Thelema-
by Jeanine Ring

"I'm a man of Independence!",
as he stormed from the sycophant's door.
He could flee for his freedom's vengeance.
He would swim for the opposite shore.

Now he named his name 'Prometheus'
and a country claimed his own.
'Tis the image of our I, this us,
as comparison's show has well shown.:

And indeed, he could look down the lowlands,
he can stare down the ranks of the slaves
(well, in strictness, not with quite all of them).
But he's sure how the creature behaves.

He knows well he can scorn their weakness.
All that drek!,
it's his to disdain.
Winds of water? Merely meekness!
Bah!
(When I purchased my person in ~pain~!)

So he rose up in his achievement!
Could the cosmos become his to make?
None partaken! Up the escarpment!
Mine the mountain!
Drive in the stake!

But, he saw,
a Big Brave Nation! **##
with a liberty writ on its flag.
So he claimed it his own salvation
in its heritage, flames, and its slag.

'Tis my country, right or right, he said.
It's the land of mine, he opines.
All these nine wide worlds of souls are dead
but this couch where my comfort reclines.

For I shall own my own in courage,
I shall claim my courage's state!
I will serve in the life of my liberty
...I will love her, my lover, ~in hate!~

Thus the man became a patriot,
he's the soul of his nation's cell.
Not a communist, just a compatriot
(you can witness the differences well).

So he scathes at all those socialists.
Oh, he knows he's nobody's tool.
He's no serving man and no instrument

...for He was born to
~Rule~!

So I'm a finance major -- not versed in pentameters. But curious I
am. "Born to Rule." Does that mean a willing mass is crucial to his
success? Poor guy can't go nowhere without We the People helping
out. November 2; all it takes is a ballot box, right?

Regards,

Marcy

--- In lpsf-discuss@yahoogroups.com, "Jeanie Ring" <jeanie_ring@h...>
wrote:

Greetings!

Another poem, one perhaps too timely.

Please let me apologize on one thing; in case anyone here is

Thelema,

--- In lpsf-discuss@yahoogroups.com, "Amarcy D. Berry" <amarcyb@h...>
wrote:

So I'm a finance major -- not versed in pentameters. But curious I
am. "Born to Rule." Does that mean a willing mass is crucial to

his

success? Poor guy can't go nowhere without We the People helping
out. November 2; all it takes is a ballot box, right?

Regards,

Marcy

Marcy-

Curious is good... besides, being versed in pentameters wouldn't help
you, since it's written mostly in anapestic triameter.

(Ok, throw things at me... I founded a writer's group it college)

As for the poor guy... oh, certainly, the poor guy's self-esteem is
dependant on others and bondsmen... he identifies with the nation as
a way of sharing in its vicarious power.

The thing is, despire the fact I used a political trope
(specifically, the attitude of some Objectivist liberventionists), it
wasn't really politics I was thinking of... I was thinkign of a lot
of things; gender, spirituality, my own past, and a couple of
particular clients. I really wasn't primarily interested in a
political statement, it's just a state of soul I have seen, where the
desire for one's own experience of efficacy turns into something
awful; the vicarious identification with power by those who don't
even know they are imprisoned, and try compensating through pushing
all their energy through the one keyhole of national affirmation the
system allows them.

Certianly, he needs We the People. But that isn;t always a matter of
getting people to elect you to power. There are other methods; one
is joining in a horde throwing bombs at an innocent third party;
another is a love affair with non-governmental power and revelling in
joining in the games of social exclusion.

Oh well, I'm not sure all this analysis is good for poetry anyway.

regards,

Jeanine Ring ))(*)((

Jeanine,

Analysis may not "be good for poetry," but is good for politics (and
I submit also for Life). I will interpret your words as excellent
insight into the destructiveness of illusory power. Also thank you
for agreeing that (excepting in the use of violence), the master
needs willing subjects to succeed (just like the Government).

Marcy

--- In lpsf-discuss@yahoogroups.com, "Jeanie Ring" <jeanie_ring@h...>
wrote:

--- In lpsf-discuss@yahoogroups.com, "Amarcy D. Berry"

<amarcyb@h...>

wrote:
>
> So I'm a finance major -- not versed in pentameters. But curious

I

> am. "Born to Rule." Does that mean a willing mass is crucial to
his
> success? Poor guy can't go nowhere without We the People helping
> out. November 2; all it takes is a ballot box, right?
>
> Regards,
>
> Marcy

Marcy-

Curious is good... besides, being versed in pentameters wouldn't

help

you, since it's written mostly in anapestic triameter.

(Ok, throw things at me... I founded a writer's group it college)

As for the poor guy... oh, certainly, the poor guy's self-esteem is
dependant on others and bondsmen... he identifies with the nation

as

a way of sharing in its vicarious power.

The thing is, despire the fact I used a political trope
(specifically, the attitude of some Objectivist liberventionists),

it

wasn't really politics I was thinking of... I was thinkign of a lot
of things; gender, spirituality, my own past, and a couple of
particular clients. I really wasn't primarily interested in a
political statement, it's just a state of soul I have seen, where

the

desire for one's own experience of efficacy turns into something
awful; the vicarious identification with power by those who don't
even know they are imprisoned, and try compensating through pushing
all their energy through the one keyhole of national affirmation

the

system allows them.

Certianly, he needs We the People. But that isn;t always a matter

of

getting people to elect you to power. There are other methods; one
is joining in a horde throwing bombs at an innocent third party;
another is a love affair with non-governmental power and revelling

in