Edwin Baldwin


Congruity (Circle Of Life) - Poem by Edwin Baldwin

The forces of nature are being perverted turning good into bad, and the bottom line
the key to it all is profit.
Primates choose co-existence within a group driven by the forces found in the first law of nature.
When we engage in a symbiotic relationship this law of nature is less burden sum on the individual.
Humans chiefly rely on our sense of sight; we take up with others who appear to be most like us, and lend ourselves to the saying that seeing is believing.
Fear is our prime motivating factor, and advertising executives will tell you that fear
sells.

What we are witnessing is the perversion of our survival engine making the money
wheel go round. We are made to fear everything by key design and our survival instinct is telling us there is safety in numbers. So we identify ourselves with a group and instinctively try to fit in by purchasing our reality of acceptance.

Monkey see monkey do
She's a nerd, he's a skater, they're preps, I'm a goth.
How can you tell them apart? By the things they purchase.
The purchasing of acceptance is also found in the sub culture as well.
People who want to break away from being normal are victims of fear.
The fear of being sell outs like the Brady bunch family types who are part of a
system that they despise. How can you tell them apart? By the things they purchase.
What you see is what you get, and what we are getting is what we see.
The purple hair, body piercing, and tattoos are the same as the Coach hand bags, spray tans,
and botox injections; one monkey's Marilyn Manson to another monkey's Bach


Form follows thought, and the thought is fear, to pick a side because no one wants to grow old, and all alone.
Imagine a Goth, or a Gangster wearing a dress shirt with a pocket protector, and a bow tie. On the other hand try imagining a Nerd or a Prep with ear gages, and a prison tattoo across their neck. It can't be done because the group will cast you out, and if you're smart you'll follow along, and play along.

Our survival engine is a universal constant force, and fear is the constant variable that shifts
our transmission into drive.
Even the separatists who choose to be an island in this Sea of crap are fearful. So
there's an on line computer game for that, or a chat room for that, or a hobby for that,
or pets for that, or a pill for that, and of coarse there's media entertainment for that.
No matter this or that the key turns our survival engine on and fear shifts the
transmission into drive, and together they keep the money wheels turning…bottom line.

I once heard someone say 'thank God for Hardly Davidson cause it gives fat hairy
beer belly slobs something to be a part of.' She was holding an imitation Louis
Vuitton hand bag and on her way to the tanning salon when she said that. Profound!

''The means supply the matter, and the matter supplies the means ''


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 4, 2010

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 12, 2012


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