Preface at 73

May 24, 2018

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I don’t blame the woodchuck for being a woodchuck, or the robin for being a robin. They’re out to provide for themselves & their off-spring, & no one else is their concern.

Likewise, I don’t blame most people for trying not to get killed or ridiculed or bullied, & trying, within the unjust & insane system of things, to provide for themselves as best they can, hopefully thrive, & no one else is their concern.

I believe that there are a few evil people & a few good people in every generation, & that most people are trying not to allow the evil people & those working for the evil people to eliminate them, & take whatever they’ve managed to accumulate. A lot of people talk about how things should be, but few people are willing to do what is necessary to make themselves capable of changing things for the better, then doing it.

It takes a lot, til your last breath.

I don’t blame them, but I don’t take their pious talk seriously, either.

If I let myself be talked into believing that most people are good, because they would be good if only it didn’t take the great efforts it takes to be good, I would be deceived, disoriented, & unable to do what I must do.

I try not to say what has been said, by others or by myself, before. I try to say what those who are trying to do good, to change things for the better, will benefit from. I try to produce nutrition for those who would do good if they could.

I don’t pretend that I can save & perfect the world. I don’t blame most people for living without others being their concern, tho they claim otherwise. Their lives are like leaves. They’ll fall at the end of their season, & be replaced by others the following spring.

But I’m trying to provide nutrition for people who are trying to do what we’ve been hired to do—to be good, & make things right.

Even then, I can’t provide anywhere near all the nutrition they’ll need, & I certainly can’t tell anyone what they should do with the energy & muscles that result from taking in the nutrition—if they’ll take in the nutrition.


Many of these so-called poems have been posted or published, in the USA or elsewhere, 50, 40, 30, 20, 10 years ago, or more & more recently.

The publications & websites varied remarkably, from political to literary, pious to provocative.

I took what opportunities I could find to proclaim to humanity what I thought would improve the situation for the world, &, bit by bit, for myself, simultaneously.


Below are artifacts from other efforts, none of which is dead yet, either:


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