Interlude & Remember These Things

INTERLUDE 3

The driftwood of our lives
Washed up on some foreign shore
We glistened
But the sun was not amiable
It was fierce
Our dominance was unquestioned
But we knew not how to live
A spiritual deadening
Infected the nation-state
There was no truth in advertising
And all our wars came to naught
Consumer culture reigned
Even as millions languished
Permanently jobless
The driftwood of our lives
Washed up on some foreign shore
We did not recognize our new homes
But the animals and winds around us
Did not pause for our alienation
They went about their business
And we, perplexed,
Eventually tried haltingly
To get on with ours

REMEMBER THESE THINGS

The tangled flow of lives
In your workings, remember three things:
——-One, never look down on mushrooms
——-Two, do not insult your customers
——-Three, bring your lives to fruition
In your direct actions, remember these four:
——-The situation is not normal
——-The collected dreams of the people are at a place of power
——-Refrain from rudeness
——-Chant loudly, raucously, and bawdily
In your home, three again
——-Bring ever peace unto it
——-Stand on the threshold a moment before going through
——-Cook with consciousness