Jan G. Otterstrom F.

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Drugs and sex were over-rated
it was all about escaping at night
the Alcatraz of mind, overcoming
in coming heavy sea, passing under
the Golden Gate with sun rise
at your back. The new Romanticism
an assault again, passionate protest
search of authenticity after world war
shattering and shifting of consciousness
to a primitive exuberance, untutored
decadence: new questions without answers
unknowable reaches dark or brilliant
asymmetric non-commutative regions
boson matter, deep universe background
radiation. Outsiders to discover irrelevancy
in Buddha’s glimpse, to realize, with Krishna
the perceived world as an illusion
or the immediacy of death that brings
sudden awareness, a Zen moment
as our robot is unplugged. It was
an assault on the world Gods of men
the Elkenah, Libnah, Mahmackrah and Korash
of consumerism, savagery of profitable bottom lines
the big stick to bludgeon, bombs to burst
where patriotic archetypes in propaganda
secure strategic objectives of National interest
within the overlaying nuclear threat
of annihilation against the stale conformity
of dehumanized regimentation, tight packing
in skyscrapers, mesmerized in thin air
and noise, a new tom-tom beat of hallucination.

c) Jan G. Otterstrom F.
    October 24, 2012
    Over Costa Rica