The Liminal Space *
We are in the Liminal Space
A dangerous place …
Where predators lay
and tricksters play
Where good people pray
then look away …
“Though shalt not enter the fray”
Bless the lambs that are slain
It is not our pain
They are weak
We are strong
”Nothing is wrong”
Power is principle
Principles have no power
Values have no virtue
Virtue has no value
Ethics aren’t up to you
Left is right!
(but rights have left)
Orwell wasn’t right
Huxley won’t be correct
Just forget!
Always project
Don’t reflect
War is peace
Peace is war
Pacifists we abhor!
Comfort is King
Effort ain't cool
Take shortcuts you fool!
Thinking's old-school
These are the new rules
Here I shall stay
It's all about play
Don't rock my boat
I'm well afloat
Get out of my moat!
Where would I go?
Away from the glow
of my own ego
All is fine below
with my shadow
Why introspect?
There’s nothing to detect
Just express
the politically correct
Remain circumspect
Moral demise or mass malaise?
We couldn't care less!
Regression is progression
Progression's possessions
There's nothing to confess
On the Titanic we shall stay!
Hear the band play!
Conscience long away
Deferred hell to pay
Tomorrow's another day
This is our dystopian utopia
A cornucopia of myopia
By J.J. Montagnier
© 2013-2023. All Rights Reserved.
* Notes: The above piece was first published in 2013 and several versions have seen the light since then. It reflects the regression of consciousness in a decaying age, which has now become even more evident than before. References made to victims of war and violence are universal, although it was written with particular events in mind that tend to be recurring, prolonged or ignored.
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