Dreamer

You may say, I’m a dreamer, but
I ain’t one asleep.
Least not relative to these
Sedative soaked streets

It may at times be difficult,
To delegate between,
The greater significance,
Of waking life – or dream.

When we live in a world,
where present reality
Of spiritual chaos,
And logical fallacy,

Exist in this state,
Despite potentials so great.
It’s planned obsolescence,
Tumour growth as reference.

For the feeding of facets,
That don’t fulfil a family,
So much as, fan the flames of farce,
Fuelling divisive insanity…

So yeah, I dream,
To push the boundaries,
Hold alternate perspectives,
Seed solutions found with ease.

Like, Open source design.
The culminating of minds
To create, compare, critique
Reconstruct and refine.

Access over ownership,
Not only to knowledge,
But all the resources,
Humans needs to flourish.

There’s no ecologics,
In our schools of economics.
We destroy our habitat,
Instead of learning from it.

To grow better systems
Like regenerative societies.
Where water, air, and life
Aren’t external anomalies

Simply Base operations,
On what our world can sustain.
Constant growth and consumption,
Is a dead end game.

Optimise efficiency,
Automate what we can.
Unleash untapped potential,
Of liberated minds and hands.

But what about the jobs!?
Low employment is just fine,
If the work is being done
In a fraction of the time,

By tools and machines,
We built for the purpose.
Ya know, Create practical abundance,
Then make money – worthless.

Sharing is caring,
It rhymes and it’s true.
Some fantasies can be reality,
If that’s a path we choose.

Nah, Nothing can be perfect,
But shit could definitely be better.
Warped stories of our nature,
Have our humanity fettered.

All this “Survival of the fittest”,
While Darwin wrote of that twice,
But of “love” 95 times,
In his great text on life.

Certain points, get cherry picked,
To serve a particular purpose.
Propagandas posing as proof
Override and usurp us.

These stories we stand by,
Have great sway on our senses.
We’ve been viewing ourselves,
Through greed tinted lenses.

Add mutual aid to participate,
In the painting of the picture.
A cooperative characteristic,
More ancient than the scriptures.

Fertilise the soil,
To facilitate emergence.
Recohere community,
To elevate our burdens.

The winds whisper,
The mountains are our sisters,
We resonate through timespace,
Symphonic sound systems.

Through Solar storms,
We’re born,
Like waves,
We will recede
Like matters quite invisible,
We permeate the seams.

Embodied in this moment.
A process ever flowing.
While deterministic chaos,
Keeps the mystery ever going.

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  1. “But what about the jobs!?“
    Low employment is just fine,
    If the work is being done
    In a fraction of the time,

    By tools and machines,
    We built for the purpose.
    Ya know, Create practical abundance,
    Then make money – worthless.

    I love this part above👆🏾. Most of the our basic needs like water and food is naturally provided. We put a price to it and made it unavailable to some. Let’s make money worthless 🥳💪🏾

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