Some things I’d like to mention,
And you might well disagree
This time we’re in; too much chagrin
Post consensus reality

When I say, “Black Lives Matter”
You may say “All” or “Blue”
I’d say to that,“Of Course. They do too…
But, you miss the bloody point,
Talk to me when you have a clue.”

You’d say “The Bible…literally…
Is exactly where it’s at.”
I’d say, “Are you sure? It’s rather obscure. Not worth mortal combat.”
But, it’s your story…your tradition
And, you have so much at stake
You’ve souls to save, roads to pave, pagans to rouse and wake

With zeal of a focused fanatic, you read between and on the lines
Quoting verses…your facts and curses
Drunk, on strong Christian wine

And, after our chat
My spirit would sink
About the friendship that might have been
I liked you a lot
Your smile hit the spot
But for you, someone had to win…
That war on sin

And, don’t get me wrong, I gave it a shot
Listened to what you had to say
But, you can’t convert the heart of a mystic
We see things another way

The root of culture is cult
Or, crazed birds of a feather
And, I don’t mean to insult
For, I often wonder whether I’m in one
What sort of zany bird am I?
Do I dig in the dirt, waddle on land, swim, or soar in the sky?

I do like to fly
But, how fast?
It makes a difference you know…
In which Science you believe
Do your facts align to Newton, Planck, Bose, Shiung Wu, Schrodinger, or Frege?

Of the masses?
Most Newtonians… if they paid attention in school
Quantum Physics is for the much-to-curious
As a general rule

So, light-speed for the elusive sky birds
Never tethered to the ground
Not for the space and time birds
Who prefer the speeds of sound
It’s for the spooky electric free-birds
Who are neither here nor there
The ones you catch a glimpse of
But, who’s visage you’re unaware

Don’t think me righteous for sharing, my humble POV
I know I’m not better or finer
For, you are no different from me
All part of the same “I Am” in her dreamy frequency-sea

Yet, attuned to different stations
On this cosmic radio
Entranced by separate sirens in our unique and collective shows

And now?
My senses are growing tired
It’s time for me to go.
This VR head-set’s chaffing me
First, there’s something you should know

From the outside looking in, I’ll be here
Not much visibly changed
We’re really not so separate
So, no need to be estranged

And, if I’m being honest
My love for you is true
In the realm beyond the sun, we’re one
You me, and I am you

So, my dear, I anticipate meeting
In the land beyond our dreams
The real you and the healed you
Ever-conscious and supreme

Until then, in this Middle Earth
Let’s enjoy a treatise of sorts
To be composed and gentle,

In how we self-comport

For the root of conviction is convict
And free will’s not a crime
Use it to hold down another?
And, it’s you who’ll do the Time
Time, with a capital “T”
Space, and heavy gravity
Is where we’ll be,

Until we learn to realize
There is no “I” Only “We”