It’s not enough to prophecy disaster, you have to live it.
The volcanoes of violence rumble,
measured, observed, photographed, analysed,
finally erupting into every private crevice,
echoes of hope and humility diminishing,
debris obscuring the vision of God.
My horoscope said I’d have a good time today.
I’m a Capricorn you see - Cautious and Methodical
although my ruling number’s five and that’s Free and Creative,
I’m in this group ‘Get In Touch With Yourself And Your Spirituality’
The leader’s called The Prophet.
Each home is an Oracle, in the sanguinity of cyberspace.
We can find answers, but it is not easy to formulate the questions,
or resist the adrenaline of the ubiquitous buttons
by which a thumb becomes a thoughtless killer.
And in virtual reality, the really virtuous rarely triumph.
Try this new diet to lose ten kilos …
Use this shampoo and look like a supermodel…
The philosopher’s stone had a simpler task,
Transmutation to gold at least seemed possible.
You will be rich from investing only five hundred dollars….
You will own your own home by using this bank…
Who can compare The Holy Grail,
Which promised only spiritual nourishment?
No longer is the world seen in a grain of sand,
the panoramic resort vista is too beguiling.
and knowing ‘the truth is out there’
is an excellent alternative to personal responsibility.
Learn to visualise new horizons.
Your Life Coach will unleash your potential!
An hour a week will change your life.
There is a world waiting for your view of Reality.
The reality of circulating time a swirling vapour
Of prophecy and history condensing and freezing,
The acidic ice melting as Melquiades sits, wizened,
Deconstructing the narrative.
The gold tipped clouds are toxic veils
The sky itself is deconstructing
Revealing its fractal essence
Chaos is endemic, prophecy is useless
Who is worthy to break the seals?