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How to Feed a Warmonster
React to the warmonster with my trauma responses?
¿Inherited from past generations??
I goad it on to prove its strength.
Throw shreds of factoids between its jaws?
I jump into the bottomless pit of addiction.
Appease the warmonster by fighting fear?
I cook up hunger for more.
Fight the warmonster by nurturing fear in others?
¿Just to prove my point and win an argument??
I become complicit in the brutal business of War.
Flee the fear, ignore the warmonster?
¿Hope it will go away??
¿¿Fizzle out???
¿¿¿Become extinct????
Makes for a rotten legacy for future generations.
Feeding the warmonster requires
an-entirely-other way of thinking.
To feed the warmonster I cannot
ignore the call to recall Rilke’s dragons
~ those firebreathing beasts ~
who threaten to eat me alive
[as long as I feel scared
as long as I think in the old
grooves of the Anthropocene]
who morph into princesses
[the moment I act with courage
and love, the moment I allow
hidden, unknown doors of
perception to spring open]
and reveal the true essence of this magical equation:::
everything that frightens me = something helpless wants my love
¿Inherited from past generations??
I goad it on to prove its strength.
Throw shreds of factoids between its jaws?
I jump into the bottomless pit of addiction.
Appease the warmonster by fighting fear?
I cook up hunger for more.
Fight the warmonster by nurturing fear in others?
¿Just to prove my point and win an argument??
I become complicit in the brutal business of War.
Flee the fear, ignore the warmonster?
¿Hope it will go away??
¿¿Fizzle out???
¿¿¿Become extinct????
Makes for a rotten legacy for future generations.
Feeding the warmonster requires
an-entirely-other way of thinking.
To feed the warmonster I cannot
ignore the call to recall Rilke’s dragons
~ those firebreathing beasts ~
who threaten to eat me alive
[as long as I feel scared
as long as I think in the old
grooves of the Anthropocene]
who morph into princesses
[the moment I act with courage
and love, the moment I allow
hidden, unknown doors of
perception to spring open]
and reveal the true essence of this magical equation:::
everything that frightens me = something helpless wants my love
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