To respect us, is to respect this land

So today I can't write a hymn that flows well, but I want one for all the good people trying to live a life of respect for Mother Earth. Would you help me make the lyrics below sound better, express better what we aim for? Don't worry about hurting the "author's" feelings because there should be no one author of this text. So please change, delete, transform the lines as much as you can (use comments). Authoring poetic texts this way might be an efficient way to deconstruct the autistic idea in

"But you need money"

Money. I've always had enough of it because of my natural thriftiness. So I can't really speak for those who have experienced real poverty (the UN's $1.25 a day kind of poverty), and for whom an empty wallet means an empty stomach. I know the predicament of all too many people: They simply need money for their very survival. That is the way it "makes the world go 'round". There has been a lot of research showing that most people don't like their jobs (according to this Washington Post article on

Wenn der Tod Gott ist, ist alles erlaubt

Was bedeutet die Tatsache, dass die Menschheit sehenden Auges auf die absolute Katastrophe zusteuert? - Zunächst, dass jegliche Autorität aufhört, moralische Autorität zu sein.

Der wohl grösste Nachteil des hiesigen Kapitalismus im Vergleich zum Kommunismus, ist dass es so verdammt lange dauert, bis er sich selbst gegen die Wand gefahren hat - und wir endlich anfangen können, vernünftig auf diesem Planeten zu leben und die Früchte der Aufklärung zu pflücken.

The Average Family

Kansas, 2050. - The shit has hit the fan, years ago. The Surveillance State has diabolical proportions and every citizen gives voice to dissent, shows abnormal behavior or otherwise deviates from the average, is arrested. Family Grey has always lived comfortably, and during the first months after the crises (a term that was used mostly in singular in ancient times) began to hit, they were doing just fine. Sure, some of their tv programs had been reshuffled due to breaking news events that were m

Der Hass

"Ich bin heute hier, wegen einer Hässlichkeit in meiner Seele" sprach der Jüngling leise und beschämt. Der Weise antwortete nicht, und er musste sich dreimal wiederholen. - "Was willst du? Dass ich diesen Hass austreibe? Diese Hässlichkeit?" "Ja, bitte. Mach mich wieder heil." "Hörst du das Echo des Donners, wie es durch die Täler rollt?" sprach der Greis. Der Jüngling nickte kurz. "Was sagt es dir?" - "Dass der Regen kommt?" Der Weise schüttelte den Kopf. "Es zeigt uns, dass all

non olet, non dolet

"Es ist nicht eine pervertierte Form der kapitalistische Zinswirtschaft, sondern der Obzöne Kern derselben, dass das Ausgeben von Geld an sich keine moralische Dimension hat." - Bernhard Klagenbusch, pseudomarxistischer Stehaufmann

Let her do the talking

[series-miru] Miru gets more expressive every day. Her vocal range resembles that of ever more extraordinary songbirds, she can stick out her tongue, pick her father's nose or anything else that fits her fingers, she can stand for several consecutive minutes, smiling proud of her accomplishment, eat with a spoon, decorate her surroundings with food using the same spoon, and open the door of the laundry machine. For the conventional observer of our toddler's development, there are two questions

Personal story: How to tell the story of our car explosion

We're doing fine. I'm sitting in a bar in Zaragoza, watching an old man waiting, a glass of brandy in front of him. He looks at his watch. The Chinese children on the bar are yelling, and the television plays football. It is eight and I am here to write. Words are increasing their subjective value by not coming easily. I suffer pleasantly from the silence in my head. All I wanted to do is recounting, perhaps for therapeutical reasons, the story of how our car exploded last Thursday (or was it

Bill and Melinda Gates Foundation introduces vaccine against Affluenza

SEATTLE, Washington - Following recent outrage over a 16-year drunk driver who got convicted to only some rehabilitation after killing two and wounding several other people, because he suffered from "affluenza" (the disease of being insanely rich), a spokesperson of the Bill and Melinda Gates Foundation has announced that they have successfully developed a vaccine against this severe illness. It has been on the Foundation's agenda for a while, as they have become increasingly aware that affluenz

noblesse oublie

Wij hebben tot op het laatst in de restaurants gegeten, lang nadat men begonnen was te zeggen dat de sfeer er grimmig was, omdat de immigranten in de keuken nauwelijks te eten hadden, omdat de energiebedrijven regelmatig hun militia stuurden bij een betalingsachterstand, omdat er steeds weer honden- en duivenvlees werd aangetroffen in de beef bourguignon, omdat de laatste drie eigenaren zich op de kleine zolder hadden verhangen - maar als klant, wat zeg ik, als gasten dienden wij te worden bejeg

gedichten schrijven

gedichten schrijven maar dat kun jij toch helemaal niet daar ben jij toch veel te ongevoelig voor laatst nog, zag ik je lopen twee handen op je rug, het hoofd gebogen, en van die rare kniebeschermers aan overal wals je doorheen op feestjes ook al, en bij gelegenheden sta je daar dan, de matheid van je stalen pantser ongegeneerd wiebelend in de sfeerverlichting het is je aanwezigheid jouw er-zijn met je koude ogen jouw complete gebrek aan gevoel ik bedoel: jij bent van binnen gew

Think like a network [draft]

It is nice to focus on our own social group. The search for more community spirit seems to be a common denominator of many people who have fallen, for various reasons, out of love with the individual consumerist worldview and its promise of satisfaction through material saturation. So we head for the exit, we dream about the perfect community and see ourselves dancing next to the embers of a shared evening's bonfire. We draw circles in the sand and construct our super ecological mandala communit

Maatschappijleer

Hallo, ik wil graag bijdragen Aan de grote mensen maatschappij Door het schrijven van enige gedichten Wie kan ik dan het beste vragen Tot welke instanties wend ik mij Met mijn verzen, die haar pogen te ontwrichten?

New Year's Resolutions

[series-miru] Dear Miru, Three days ago, you turned one year old. We had a great time in Luxemburg, together with our couchsurfing hosts and their wonderful children, who gave you a cake with one candle. From there, we traveled to the Morvan in France, where your parents are doing helpx for the first time. It's very quiet here, and we feel good. It has been a good start of the year. Of course, also your father made some New Year's Resolutions. In 2014, I want to write more, I hope that we