kokopelle: Frank n Furter (Frank-n-Furter)
The recent “bathroom law” in North Carolina inspired me to write the poem “Evolve”. It is written from the perspective of a person firmly embracing the law.


Evolve

Social norms must be upheld
even as my world evolves.
Too many battles have been lost,
this is a skirmish that must be won.
My representatives do impress
with their quick action on my behalf.
No need to pursue greater works
when social crimes are now the rage.

Legislation is the key
to maintaining my harmony.
Lines are drawn to discourage
contact with alternatives.
Laws are passed to camouflage
my discomfort met in small confines.
The deviants seek to find me here,
never mind they're human too.

Outsiders seek to dissuade me,
these groups with lots of money,
I'll resist progress for its sake
when my fear comes in first place.
Violent crime are the bogey man
of which I have no experience.
There's no telling freaks will do
when they meet us decent sorts.

I was not aware of the risk,
thank goodness I now informed!
Better this straw target now exposed
than to admit I'm filled with dread.
Pity me not my detractors,
I'll fight you with my every strength.
Social norms must be upheld,
my world will not evolve.

© 2016, Sean Green. All Rights Reserved, 20160408.
kokopelle: Battling Deities (battling deities)
I was inspired to write “Toxic Faith” in response to the fear based reactions of society. I don't speak of the purity of spiritual faith. I instead reflect on the base mantras of fear and separation.


Toxic Faith
Poem for Day 336 – 20151203

Dogma is the only path
for those of toxic faith personified.
Failure would be the only gain
if alternative is firmly grasped.
I'm not speaking of religion
though it could be at play.
Instead I speak of fearful things
the ones that make my life complete.

I was sure of what I knew
waiting for it be be proven so.
Patience is my strongest crutch
doubt is life's cruelest tool.
Time will prove my inner life
rich with enemies full of lies.
Misery is my only guide
when toxic faith is the flag.

Distractions flew about my head
still I stick with party line.
I'm taunted by reason's voice
when deafness is my sole redoubt.
A meme flitted across my sight
crumb of fact in the storm of life.
No comfort in the fabric thin
yet my toxic faith is reinforced.

I'll break the ties with those outside
of a reality sparse of empathy.
Begone the temptress of verity
you have no place in my mind today.
I'll hide to spite bright light
kill the heretics of inner self.
To do otherwise would risk harm
to the comfort of toxic faith.

The kernel of dogma still resides
touchstone of a soul removed
from a larger world unconcerned
with the one that's run beyond.
The toxic faith is all that's left
when I reject the love of the world.
The fear has found a home in me
and forever my life will be complete.

© 2015, Sean Green. All Rights Reserved.
kokopelle: Frank n Furter (frank_n_furter)
For your consideration, the poem “Handmaidens” is a frank examination of dogmatic influence on the souls of women.


Handmaidens
Bonus Poem for Day 156 – 20150605

Revenants of religion's call
ask for their due in this time.
Echoes of two thousand years,
press down on lives lived today.
Handmaidens to the distant past
asked to bend knee to the ghosts.

With freedom from the taint of sin,
captives seek escape from the chains.
Dogmas stamped in the holy books,
the same ripped across youthful hearts.
Desires expressed in the shadows
when the bright ones will not approve.

White washed robes worn by the faithful
conceal hearts bled dry by contempt.
Hate the sin the faithful declare,
damn the sinner to a fate the same.
Weep for sisters of beauty hidden,
handmaidens to the distant past.

© 2015. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved
kokopelle: Frank n Furter (frank_n_furter)
We are all outsiders in our own special way. The appearance of a normal group, with their dogmatic rules, invites the role of the outsider. How to react? What does the group want? This is a poem on that subject.

Outsider's Strife
Poem for Day 83 – 20141215

So speaks the outsider with an inner critique:
I am a stranger among you, can you handle me?
By action I am foreign, ways not your own.
By identity I contrary, an abnormal quantity.
By beliefs I am different, a puzzle to you.
Standards of relating fail when you meet my face.
Friction will be the outcome if realize my place.

What would you name this disconnect?
outsider, heretic
maverick, eccentric
dissenter, bohemian
pervert, abomination

So speaks the group in a voice to shriek:
We are the group, seeking continuance of sanity.
We are to connect in a very certain way.
Rigid adherence is needed to continue the norm.
We hate your difference, but we love you.
Change you way and find shelter in our arms.
Shuck the sin and find the sacred path.

We have our ways to reinforce the path:
philosophy, law
dogma, tradition
morals, rules
ethics, beliefs

The outsider hears the voices: inner and outer.
How will they react with a deck so stacked?
To be true to themselves is fraught with peril.
The outsider speaks of a plan and seeks a path unwise.

So I could break the laws and garner your hate.
I will violated your morals so sin is my fate.
Your traditions are foreign, a creation of your kind.
Your dogma and morals are from your institutions.
None of these things are who I truly am.
None of this matters, for I am a stranger in your midst.

In the end I will hide in your teaming hoard.
A stranger to wear the mask of the scaremonger.
Your traditions I will wear as a cloak not my own.
Morals I will parrot while I go on covert.
I die a little each day in this sham of a life.
To do so is the way of the outsider's strife.

© 2014. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved.
kokopelle: Frank n Furter (frank_n_furter)
I sometimes wonder about the sanity of the rational mind. The rational mind says, "because it is so!' Bizarrely, the rational mind bears the off springs of religious dogma, politics and moralities that spread across these landscapes. I know people are well meaning, mostly, but the embracing of the rational "because it is right" or "I am serving X" produces toxic bile and discontent. What is a person to do?

I find MUSIC to be my salve. I like songs with words, but sometimes they cross over to the rational "it should be X" realm. Songs without words are a divine expression. They transcend the rational and speak a language that shows the face of true beauty. Even songs with words are a blessing in that the writers often turn away the norms of the rational, speaking of the world in terms of what it is instead of what it should be. Musicians are divine rebels, and I love them dearly.
kokopelle: Horse Totem (Cat AntiGravity)
A blog I am a member of posted the following real-life example.
Personal example 2: I live in a colony of the Bible Belt (Philadelphia, certain sections of it including mine). I can walk five blocks in any direction and find three Baptist or similarly-fundamentalist churches. Their memberships are almost entirely African-American. I have neighbors, none of whom are Pagan, who fear for my safety, because I wear a t-shirt or sweat shirt that openly labels me a Pagan as I walk through my neighborhood. While it is true that I've never been assaulted near my house, it is also true that I get some very intense looks. Rhetorical: to whom should I complain about that?
I reacted with the following.

Your personal example 2 is a good one. Pagans are a very typically in the minority. I'll share from a shamanic point of view. These are my personal thoughts. They are also what I teach when asked.

I believe that there is no creed or dogma that is naturally superior to another. All are good, bad and ugly in some way. There are creeds and dogmas that are disharmonious to each other. An example would be the Pagan and the Fundamentalist. Now to the analogies... I would also state that neither water nor fire is naturally superior to each other. They are what they are. A minority of water and a majority of fire creates steam. A minority of fire and a majority of water puts out the fire. Does this mean that we should keep the two apart? There are times that we want to create steam and there are times that we want to put out fires. We keep the two elements separated during those times that neither action is desired.

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The Craft is about being wise and being responsible. Be wise about where you are. Be responsible for what you call upon yourself. You have the power to protect yourself and you have the power to project yourself. Decide which you wish to put an emphasis on when you are in conflict with other belief systems.
kokopelle: Horse Totem (Default)
Dogmas come in many colors. From a pagan message thread:
(begin quote)
Wicca is not a belief, it is a priesthood huge difference, if someone was to believe in something then yes no one should be able to tell them otherwise, but if someone claims to be in a religion or priesthood which they do not belong then people can very fairly and rightly point out that they are not.
(end quote)

This, and the text that followed, was quite exacting and dogmatic. It listed all the things that a “true” Wiccan practitioner had to do. I don't claim to be Wiccan, so I can't speak to the particulars of the beliefs expressed. My path is shamanic, and I can draw correlations to it. In the shamanic path there are very few "Shamans" with a capital "S". Shamans are recognized by their tribe/group/culture, and those who take on the mantle themselves are suspect. Those people who embrace this path, and are not recognized as being Shamans, can instead say that they are on the shamanic path. Specific traditions have specific beliefs, and the quote above was the start of a list of beliefs for that priesthood of Wicca. Different groups have different measures of what a shaman does and does not do. When a person meets the requirements, the group says, "You are a Shaman". This does not mean that the person is qualified to be a shaman for the tribe next door.

My second thought is that the listing of a priesthood eligibility list is as confusing as it is helpful. There are many people who cannot be members of a coven structure, and thus be formally recognized to be priests. They are left looking at these lists and wondering, "why is that a requirement?" It is my personal belief that a dogmatic requirement laid out, without an explanation of why it is done, is a barrier to those coming into that belief. I live in an area that is very coven poor. Those that exist are closed and hidden. Newbies/beginners have no official path to the Wiccan priesthood, and those that do exist are of poor quality (IMHO). What are they to do? Is Wicca going to die in the southeast because to be Wiccan one has to follow rules A through Z, but there is nobody to teach these rules, and then officiate the recogniation of the resulting priests (and priestesses)?

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