POEMS: “The real virus” by Mystic Meandering (re-blogged)

“The real virus” In the first minutes of dawn, at the edge of the dark night, she awakes… Inexplicable dread overtakes her… … a dream? …or the zeitgeist of our time… ~ In the dark hours of time, a “virus” slipped in; a failing, narcissistic system; a divisive ideology, resurrected from former shadow minds of…

A Zen quote from Thich Nhat Hanh on wars, and our own prejudisms…

“We often think of peace as the absence of war, that if powerful countries would reduce their weapon arsenals, we could have peace. But if we look deeply into the weapons, we see our own minds- our own prejudices, fears and ignorance. Even if we transport all the bombs to the moon, the roots of…