From: E. Shaun Russell (e_shaun@uniserve.com)
Date: Wed Oct 09 1996 - 20:16:42 MDT
I realize that most of the people who read these lists are not
terribly interested in art, but I think that most should enjoy these two
poems. Before I post, let me just say this: judge them for what they are
worth, not how they are 'supposed' to be viewed.
Paradise Olé
I’m far away from Xanadu and I know no pleasure domes
But I have my immortality within my chromosomes
My mind, my eyes, my heart and soul guide me on my way
To where my stomach’s always full of melons and Paradise au lait
The starkest consciousness within the mind shall always have a light
To prove to the rest of my body and world that things will be alright
The knowledge of potential, forever kinetic, helps me see my goal
Total ownership of the person within me: the unity to make my essence whole
It has always been within me
The ability to go my own way
The path to all eternity
My Paradise au lait
Cascading obscurities and aging maturities all lead to future shock
But the keys of wisdom and introspect will open omnipotence’s lock
And when the world has lost all sense of liberty, when freedom seems obsolete
The ones who will survive regression’s woes will be the ones who don’t
accept defeat
The power within is ever so great, so much greater than the power without
And the decision to decide between freedom and faith leaves little room for
doubt
The world is in the hands of who wants it most, the people of true consequence
And the power can be shared by those who have the will to abide by a new
common sense
It has always been within you
The ability to go your own way
The path to all eternity
Your Paradise au lait
You can use your mind for judgment
Or you can throw your mind away
While I feast on infinity melons
And Paradise au lait
By: E. Shaun Russell
Vary (So Very)
I was in a daydream one day
When a question occurred to me
Something just out of my reach
An obscured reality
I climbed the highest mountain
Scoured the deepest sea
But I couldn’t find the answer
Couldn’t fulfill my plea
I asked the lowliest peasant
With his base philosophy
But he didn’t have a response
To my crucial inquiry
I asked the wisest prophet
Within his prophecy
But he couldn’t reveal the truth
Perhaps he couldn’t see
I pleaded with the sky above
Begged God for sympathy
Maybe He wasn’t listening
Or He was a fallacy
So in the pits of despair
Depressed as one can be
I looked inside myself
At my wretched anxiety
And there I found the answer
Of how I could be free
I saw where I went wrong:
I forgot eternity
By: E. Shaun Russell
Hope you enjoy. Please feel free to comment...whether you are an
artist or not!
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E. Shaun Russell Extropian poet\musician
e_shaun@uniserve.com
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