If we could see all the corruption in the world, the earth would light up like a night sky with a million stars. You did such a incredible and detailed analysis here, VOI. Great work.

The problem isn’t China it’s us….the consumer that buys their products.
Before China there was Japan and after China there will be others for multinational corporations to plunder and exploit and we will continue to buy from them
Great thought provoking write.

Powerfully penned, Keith. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Can we stop buying what is presented to us cheaply. Prices go up and we are stuck in the hamster wheel of wanting to do right but it’s often not.

I remember seeing a video where someone took a MAGA hat and turned it around to show it was made in China…which pretty much sums up the issue. Take as much as possible, give back as little as possible and never worry about the other guy. The humanity of the world has become devalued. Brilliant piece

Good work here. Plain, clear, brief, and to the point. It puts all we do in perspective regarding manufacturing and consumption. There are many causes: corruption, greed, graft, poverty, laziness, stupidity, sickness, mental illness, and lack of education are the prime movers. Mix and match and you get governments — meaning the PEOPLE who govern –that are corrupt, uncaring, inefficient, underfunded, overwhelmed, and driven by combinations of all those causes I mentioned. What do you get? Man’s inhumanity to man, our oldest and most practised activity.

This is a nice piece, well said.

This is unhinged in the best way 😂 Dark humor + fast food mythology = instant read.

Powerfully penned, Keith. This is a very clever write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Another one for the books here. lol

What about perplexed soul fast food? Does it include diet cocaine? Everything is so darned conceptual these days.

Cleverly penned, Keith. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Well to have ramen and thinking about bizarre tentacle porn is one way to kill time. lol

I’ve been feeling this much myself of late. There’s a sense of division, of isolation, being forced upon us daily. The atrocities come so fast and so hard we can barely catch a breath before the next hits. We have this vast universe available to us in the internet. And it’s that very universe that’s locking us away from each other – ironic, that. It takes conscious movement to stay connected with each other and our humanity. But it’s taking a toll. I love that you repeat that verse of needing to just go home. Enough is enough, we’re tired. Brilliant write, my friend

hello Damian this one hurts on a personal level my son in part duing to poverty and hopelessness drank himself to death at 37 he just wanted to be able to get his kids school clothes and other necessites I helplwssy watched on being relegated to poverty because of my poor mental health I fear a lot in this climate where people are driven to desparte meaure great write ❤️

Well, this being the first write of the year, you started out with a mic drop moment. We all must go home eventually, but before then, when are we going to come together and help each other? We do stay separated, and those who try to connect get accused of having a hidden agenda when all they want is connection. A sense that they are not alone. This is so good cuz.

This speaks of the poor, the homeless, to me. Getting them help is like jumping through hoops. The wealthy stay rich and ignore them. Those in power are absent. The government make promises, and forget them. Life in the real world is a gauntlet to be navigated. And so it goes….

There’s a raw, unflinching pulse here—I can feel the ache in each line, the weight of life bending the soul. The repetition of that fatigue hits hard, making the reader live every step of the weariness and isolation. Very powerful.

Your brilliance and talents shine in this very powerful & well written piece. Raw, revealing and so very real. Nice work Damian. Happy New Year!

This is excellent Damian & what’s more, I have been thinking along very similar lines .. Ragged & real just as it should be ..

This strikes us all to the core, unfortunately. it’s like we are skirting the line of endtimes. Every day I check to see if the next big war has broken out. When it does, America is in for a rude awakening. Obviously, the biggest complaint will be the even higher costs of living, and not the loss of life. Values are askew.
Your write is a keen testament to this all. We the people will be pawns, still.
Excellent visionary write, Damian.

I think everyone has their favorite time period. favorite line “In the evening, the beatniks and the long haired girls came too
Coffee shops heard their words”

Beautifully penned, Keith. Excellent write my friend I dig writes involving music. Cool photo, I knew instantly that was a young Robert Zimmerman. Nicely done. Appreciate you.

Damian

Hoi hoi @Visions,
What a lovely write!
And – assuming that you took the inspiration off the photo – what a lovely prompt.

I was taken back a bit when I saw the litter on the pavement. Let’s hope that that is remedied now.

If you’re a serious fan of Bob’s, you may be interested in other stuff than his music.
Paintings, train wagon, his record collection. I may be able to help you there.
If so, please send a PM or mail.
Not his own music, I must add.

I think your post is a very valuable one.
If you’re American:
Thank you.
In all other cases:
Keep them coming please.
Kind regards, Gus

Dear K,

Wonderful vibe. This piece had me thinking about each generation creating their own progressive ideas that will right the wrongs of the current one so to speak. But the 60’s…that generation was seriously like no other before, or after. Terrific write. H🌷

Once again you succeeded and writing and Article as powerful as meaningful on an important chapter of music history, Artists, and especially musicians were most often the ones to kick off change of social and political rules and customs. The Beatles and their generation initiated a real big innovation.
This is an outstanding article my friend!

I believe I read this on WC. It’s just as good the second time reading it. Your photo cements the character of the poem. A snapshot in time I wish I could have experienced. Dylan was a poet with a guitar. Excellent writing.

Myself, born in 1963. Let’s just get back there.