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-Being Weary- Those who claim we are destroying the earth Once claimed there were people destroying their God. Those who claim all religions are the source of ills Once claimed that all godless were the source of illness.

Beware the benevolent trends. They destroy the forrest before the medicines even get a chance to first grow. Beware those who claim why the creations have become less bountiful. Beware those calling you thief, that the gate was opened like a mugging and the green stollen-

denied now, to you, forever for the crime. Beware those who say beware. Be aware of words used - a poetry of linguistics; the logic of the false critics and mystics. Mind the gaps between age, ages and so called sages.

Not all explorers are courageous or wise. Experience is often wasted on the inexperienced. Be bold enough to welcome the return of your authority. Beware the blamers for they are the victims of another age’s false benevolence. Give them soulful pity, but no mercy.

Assume that not only the survivors survive. Beware the anointed victims. Beware the song induced, not introduced and received in the slow dose of ordinary perception.

No one knows the mind, mindful or empathic – unless they know their own. Pay them no mind until you’ve learned your own.

Beware those who elevate empathy above kindness. They were the keepers of the grandest inquisitor’s tools too horrific to word – left to the world of the wordless. Beware those that choose by committee. Beware the children of Democracy.

Beware those left to create with only excuses made for creation and call that art. Joy shouldn’t be contained by or created with false friends. For that is a fest of famine obeying a vegetable law. Beware those who value introversion more than solitude.

Beware the ones who long to be numb. Beware those that say you must understand that you will never be understood. Beware those who don’t have the conditions to suffer – they will strip yours away and demand thanks for it.

Beware the ones who teach well, but were not taught well. For they don’t know the value in the safety they’ve shown you in self-reliance. They will never see their hands relocating the chains from themselves back onto you. Be aware. For they will betray the law of lessons.

Beware the promise of free love, the most costly of deceptions. Made without even an offer to partner Dyonisis with Apollo - no manner of manners will save, no loving will ever serve, when everyone is free to choose slavery. By Ooana Trien (composed 6/16, redrafted tonight)