# 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](https://www.britannica.com/topic/Asclepius#:~:text=Asclepius%2C%20Greco%2DRoman%20god%20of,slew%20him%20with%20a%20thunderbolt.) Zeus, afraid that Asclepius might render all men immortal, slew him with a thunderbolt