for what we are

 

receptivity is the bane of human existence.

experience is all propaganda forwarded.

audience is metaphor in the act-out mode,

sovereignty possessing itself 

in the human stance.

we invented cause and effect 

as a human pacifier,

a way for us to fit into the ongoing 

as conversational.

if we knew river-talk or breeze-speak, maybe,

but we are supremely clueless in the regard.

our perspective is positional at best.

apparently we lack in integrative means.

our version is greed override. 

we dam rivers, suck oil, cut down forests 

as our myopic need to claim demands.

our ideal of interaction 

is successful gardening.

we don't speak tree or house pet or nature in general.

we have advanced our version of expertise

by need for human consumption.

we outflank the ongoing with immediacy.

we have the wherewithal to be 

at a constant sense of loss.

we have the success of construction 

not confluence.

we have a staged existence 

with expectations of continuance 

myopically declared.

our worst nightmare should be

that E.T.s would shame us 

about our existence methods,

but no, we live for the celebration 

of human endeavor, 

by our brain styles, 

everything we do mirrors back

a reflection that we meet with our approval.

receptivity to expectations 

is an endless loop.

we lost track of the authentic process 

of being receptive,

somewhere by almost every measure.

we advance our script 

of isolation amongst means.

we only have headiness 

to govern our planet,

which falsely claims of itself to start with.

receptive was to take up the wisdom 

of the surround,

but we chose conquer as if to brazen.

will it take seven generations from now

to question our means 

of presence and approach?

please come back 

then with memory, wisdom,

and the receptivity to embrace what is

for what we are of what is, 

to guide us . . .