Who am i?
Performance poem about evil. In order to Order society, creating a Devil is way more important than God
Who am i?
I’m a divisive figure - though that’s not my intention
Some people find me charismatic. Others say odd. Some’ll say … smart-arse prick
I live humbly - my trick is: moderation in all things - including moderation*
I‘m possibly gay - but maybe not - i’m not homophobic, you can say that safely
I’m famous for changing the way people think
By: challenging foundations of faith
Occasionally, i sink into extended states of meditation
The ruling class? They lothe my fucking ass with a fury - to: the very roots of its soul
Why? Same ol reason for all weird overreachings: insecurity
In this case (maybe all?): Fear of Free Speech (FoFS)
Curiously, my goal was simply to: Help. Shed light … in the dark …
On: (actual) Truth
Not mark myself as a target for: Cultural Vilification … by: The State
Which is: my current predicament. Profiled as:
a corrupter of youth
a dangerous-nut
a threat to the public
The Devil incarnate
Already quite dire … right? … meanwhile …. many of the onlookers have joined the pile on as well !
Have i brought this on myself a little bit? I don’t know. Not consciously. Perhaps, later, a tad. What’s the alternative, but? Live with it? Shut up? I’ve never been much chop at that
As a consequence, next thing i know i’m a celebrity-criminal in a show-trial …
Accused of being: an Evil Influence on Society
By: Society’s Influencers. (fast disclaimer voice) Guided by: vested financial interests. Disguised as: The Greater Good
Anyways, I’ll bet ya can guess the rest ….i’m found…. : guilty
Of impiety. Against: The High & Mighty
Sentenced to: death
To: keep us: safe
UPDATE: Can still avoid this fate … in my last days …
Some friends have got: a doable escape plan …
I … respectfully thank them, but … choose … : not
Not to be fuel in this silly game of Fat Cat & Mouse they’ve got us playing
Limited by what the gatekeepers allow us
It’s a game we can can never win
It’s bullying - by: THE System
Fuck em
By so deciding, publicly, i crack a portal to: immortality … for:
normal people
Land a blow for those who decline to submit to Thought-tyranny
I die for: humanity’s sake
In a morbid way, my persecutors, unwittingly … fall into my trap …
In fact it’s all recorded for training & quality purposes
I’ve cunningly checkmated The State - into: (corruptly) killing me
It’s suicide by principle, if you like
As a logical individual, you might well wind up evaluating that: In order to catch a Dangerous ORG.Lie, on The Big Stage … ya best strategy, is to: become the bait
Therein lies my natural advantage, coz: my body-bait, is … not …:
Who i am
Meanwhile, back in my mind, I’m madly scheming to: reverberate …
Beyond bio-time here … into …: the realm of spirituality …
I’m thinking: that shit’ll go better if i’m willing to die for it
(field a guess - ask yes/no q)
Luckily, i’m blessed with a group of gifted disciples, without whom: none of this would have been possible
I was inspired on this trip to eternity by a: Voice of Divinity
Lotta words written about me, but none by me
I’m commonly associated with: a Trinity
(field guesses)
Secret Weapon
Before The State demonized me to death, i foot-soldiered for them until i was 48 - hailed as: a war hero
According to the historians, i’m fit, courageous - cool in pressure situations - known for my endurance ..
If that sounds sexy - i hate to ruin it: i’m … no oil painting
Now that i find myself re-embedded, in civilized society, i still feel like an outsider
Of course, the horrors of war follow you home, but a side-effect of accepting that as a reality, is: it dissolves a lotta other bs in ya head
Leaving a residual ability to detect: fake projecting
It’s this same inquisitiveness that provoked the furious headwind of Intellectual Hostility - currently focussed on me
Ironically, i’m an ignoramus - first to admit it - just some bloke - thirsting to learn - by conversing with: The Experts
How bad can that be …?
As it happened … quite early in my journey of inquiry - a pattern formed: our elites, are, seemingly, not as wise as they would have us believe …
Initially, i thought: they might be glad to discover the error of their thinking … in the spirit of human endeavour … ! Together, lift the lid on it !
See, told you i’m an idiot
I don’t seek conflict, the opposite, but inevitably, i end up contributing to it
Therefore i am … reporting live from: the-thick-of-it
Within this .. hostile .. struggle/mess, my secret weapon is:
a Question
Which is the thing that: really bugs em
In my, dumb, opinion, life’s a: wondrous investigation
A fellow-travelled mystery … to be unravelled ….
One question, one (valid) answer, one piece of the puzzle at a time …
Disclaimer: Challenging the State with fundamental questions will get you muzzled - may get you dead
(Guesses)
Execution-style
I say The State, but meet one of the main-humans stage-managing the case against me: (Anytus uh-n-ay t uhs*) who, happens to be the wealthy son of an (decent) industry mogul
Which is the reason he’s risen to his present status of: Powerful Politician
Preceding that vocation, Dad’s wheel-greasing was also integral in making him: General of a War Fleet
How did A-n-ai-t-us handle himself in the heat of battle? Well … 10 years ago, he was charged with: treason - for: failing to fire a shot when everyone was relying on him to complete his mission
But here’s the real beauty of money - he got off - coz ... : he bribed the jury
Literally, the first human to ever do it. A true visionary
Once the verdict was in, i was given a chance, by, my learned friends, to: Beg The Mercy of THE Court
What punishment ought you get for your crimes, then, in your opinion?
I was meant to recant, say: exile. Give: everyone a way out
But to hell with that. I replied:
How ‘bout a small government-paid stipend, in perpetuity … ?
In recognition of my contribution to society … ?
Enough for meals at the community centre is fine. I'm already seventy … so ….great deal financially for ya tax-funded ORG.entity
Our protagonists don’t go for that, as we’ve covered. Too intoxicated by their love affair with their own roiling malice
The end is, fittingly: a poisoned chalice - hemlock - concocted by the resident alchemist (Guesses)
The final scene? … : eerily deja vu …
A secluded prison cell, in a cave, on a rocky outcrop. Into which, a government actor enters, bearing a cup of: deadly condemnation
On the bright side … i can still hear the sea’s timeless caress - then there’s the congregation of friends gathered - an intimacy - it feels like the way it was always meant to be
I’m ready to be set free: spiritually
With a steady hand, i accept the cup - crack one last joke with the alchemist: Does the occasion call for a libation? Ok if i pour a portion of the wine on the ground for the GODS? How ‘bout it?
He says, straight-faced: No. The amount is bespoke. Scientifically calculated to do the job
Ohrr. Pity. Then here’s to my soul’s journey to infinity …
I lift the cup to my lips, drain it in one gulp
By so doing, i: transcend death
Lurking from beyond the grave, I still play a foundational role in: THE Golden Age of Philosophy
Schools of which’ll run fine as fountains of wisdom …for: another 900 years after i’m bodily gone
Right up until the Dark Ages … & counting
(Guesses)
Ans: Socrates
* Anytus - born to money princeling - failed military leader charged with treason - jury briber - political elite - driving force in the case against Socrates
* Asclepius - Greek God of Medicine (son of Apollo) was a mortal who became immortalized as a God. Gifted doctor in real life - could reputedly resurrect the dead … (possible if you knew CPR)
At length Zeus, afraid that Asclepius might render all men immortal, slew him with a thunderbolt