( – promoted by buhdydharma )
Remember back when,
we let them work us?
Because we didn’t know better
weren’t practiced enough
too easily led.
Remember when we used to fight each other
over stupid stuff
not realizing we were like rodents at each other’s throats
while meanwhile, the hawk swooped menacingly
laughing
well, that is if hawks could laugh.
And I like hawks
I just don’t like the people in that hawk metaphor.
Remember back when
we thought we needed them?
The heavies, the big guys.
It was all so attractive, all that action.
And we thought we could really change each other
instead of changing into each other.
Now, sometimes
changing into each other
ain’t all that bad.
In fact, it’s kinda underrated
when it happens as a free-form process.
it’s the controlled version that wasn’t quite so good
not quite so happy
and the built in fighting
and the built in judging
and the built in publicity
that was too often about the fighting and the judging
that wasn’t so good.
Remember when we realized that
we didn’t have to do that
because we really didn’t need that
because what we really needed
was each other?
Pure, unadulterated, each other.
Warts and all.
So here’s to blogging the future
since it got us here
because somebody cared
and then some more people cared
and then a whole hell of a lot of more people cared
and then, one astonishing, amazing, frightening day
We were there.
We’d blogged the future, and it was us.
And none of us were the enemy anymore,
because we’d learned
that there doesn’t have to be an enemy
because life itself is enough of a hassle.
now that we spend our time
with each other
instead of alone
enemies are relegated to fairy tales
They are things to warn children about
lest they become their own enemies
that would be bad
and we understand that now.
We understand the importance of
children, and their strangeness
and how wonderful that is
instead of something to be hit.
So thanks to those people
so long ago
too long ago
who blogged the future and saw these things
and how they must be
because it had to be
because there wasn’t any other
way to do it
that worked.
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and not giving up on each other.
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after I wrote this, I thought: “I should post this on Daily Kos as an anniversary poem for DocuDharma!”
So I did.
http://www.dailykos.com/story/…
I actually think it’s in danger.
Big blogs are censored
Blogs still echo the punditry of lamestream/propaganda media
Huge numbers of individual blogs prevent any unifying voice
The meme of opposing each other based upon false belief systems is enforced by media.
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from my DK post of this – from my kid bother:
“It DID work – but this is just the beginning!”
the past served us
well, how long will we demand
that it serve us still?
because of its authenticity, its telling it like it is/was, its hope and recognition and how it serves as a reminder of what we are all about, at our core, inside at the essence … thank you so much. you dear heart you.
and could somebody please tell me how to rec a diary here?
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Blew me away and away and away. Are you kidding me? Is this really the rule?
Okay. You’ve got me. Where do I sign up? Do prostrations? Give alms?
Not really. But this was so inspiring, I knew it was where I wanted to be.
And sometimes, when I feel we are not being excellent to each other, I have to watch, check myself, control my agitation or anger, and attempt to find a productive way to respond.
Recently, I felt we were treading close to flame war territory. At first, I tried to ignore it. Then I tried to respond in the least threatening, yet most honest and truthful way I could find. But I felt uneasy. I felt I should possibly apologize for ‘appointing myself’ as the docudharma ethics police. Yuck! What an awful idea.
I’m just not the police type with sun. moon and saturn in Aquarius. I’m just not authoritarian. But I didn’t want to see DD weakened and the rule “To be excellent to each other..” to be lost.
I love it here. I’m learning so much—both in facts and in self awareness—that all I can do is thank you all and hope and pray for this blogging the future….
but that is just…….wrong. Whatever you said is overshadowed by the picture, which I now can’t get out of my freaking mind. Thank you very little.
We came, we saw, we drank, we teabagged. And I mean, we TEA-BAGGED.
Is Obama stil preznit? What teh fcuk?
over me! A door opened and lots of it walked through it, we lurked awhile fascinated or jumped right in. Built a community based on diverse and strong opinion and agreement and love and solutions. The search for the true story your living in, merges with like seekers. The freedom to see the future you always knew was there somewhere is unfolding as you write and debate and fight and love inside and out. I have learned not to mourn the bloggers of yesterday the ones I love, they come back in strange reincarnations and stranger coalitions. The stories and branches are endless right into the future and the past. This was nice a creation of and for the place I love.
I remember.