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ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M.

MODERN EVOLUTION OF MINDS

PRESENTS
ORIGINALS WORK BY
KILER DAVENPORT

THE
ANTHOLOGY OF
M.E.M.
(MODERN EVOLUTION OF MINDS)

PRESENTS
KILER DAVENPORT

AUTHOR: KILER DAVENPORT


2012 DESTINIE PUBLISHING

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DEDICATION
THIS IS THE FIRST IN A SERIES OF WORKS THAT
I HAVE DONE OVER THE YEARS. I DEDICATE THIS
TO MY MOTHER WHO WAS THERE FOR ME
THROUGH ALL OF THE UPS AND DOWNS IN MY
LIFE. SHE WAS MY INSPIRATION AND ALWAYS A
SOURCE OF CONTINUING SUPPPORT AND
ENCOURAGEMENT.
THESE ARE WORKS FROM DEEP WITHIN. THEY
ARE NOT IN ANY REAL ORDER AND NEITHER AM
I. MY LIFE HAS TAKEN MANY TURNS. VERY FEW
WILL GET A CHANCE TO GO WHERE I HAVE GONE
OR DO WHAT I HAVE DONE.
DEATH HAS BEEN MY CONSTANT COMPANION. I
AM LUCKY TO STILL BE AROUND AND BLESSED
TO HAVE GAINED WISDOM AND INSIGHT.
I HOPE ALL OF YOU ENJOY THE JOURNEY.

ABOUT THE
AUTHOR / WRITER / POET
KILER DAVENPORT
My brain is constantly running. I ponder the things
of the universe, human communications, existence,
consciousness, the quantum realm. I love to
interview others to learn of what runs deep in their
minds. I live out of the box, outside of the lines of
constructed reality. Constantly imagining the
unimaginable. Analytical, philosophical but
thankfully embedded with common sense. I am a
peace maker by escalation and deescalation. I tell it
like it is. I wonder why it is like it is. I crave balance
in a chaotic world. I know the impossible is
possible. I truly love people in their essence. I
see beyond the surface. I realize the light in this
dark void we are surrounded by. I like to shake
people out of their comfortable tree, knock them
off balance, keep them on edge. that is what
makes the world turn. So there you have it
a little bit about me. what about you.

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT

A HOUSE DIVIDED WILL FALL


A house divided will fall. Our nations house is falling. We are
a people divided. Our hearts have grown cold. Our sense of
community distorted and diluted. So many lost and lonely
souls litter the streets in every town in America.
Many of our senior citizens have been abandoned and are
fair game for a corrupt and profit hungry long term care
system; our prisons overflowing with those who never had a
chance. We do not deserve the right to call ourselves one
nation under God for this is a perversion and even worse an
illusion.
There is no one group to blame; no organization to point at;
no individual to condemn. We are all to blame. We are all at
fault. We all share a common responsibility for this mess we
are in. We cannot and will not turn back the hands of time.
Never will we return to the so called good ol days. The
American dream was a hoax perpetrated by the industrial
revolution to fatten the pockets of the elite corporate lords.
Our moral compass is shattered. We have lost our way like
blind and deaf mutes in a dark forest. We stumble to and fro
like stunned zombies we fill the streets, cities, and towns. All
dressed up and nowhere to go. Our only hope is to dig in
and ride this thing out to its conclusion. The process is
eternal. The illusion tempered to your constructed reality.
As the sun rises and sets so we shall go on. As the planets
orbit the sun so shall we endure. As for one nation under
God we are not.

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A NATION OUT OF CONTROL


The United States of America has become a nation out of
control
A ship without a sail
We are completely without direction
And meaningful foresight
The halls of our Congress have become sorely corrupted
All in the name of the almighty dollar
That green god of this world has been the fall of many
To fall into outer darkness
We are eating ourselves up from the inside
The most dangerous threat to our security
Is our own selves
For men and women to fight and die
So the wealthy and powerful elite
Can fatten their already bulging pockets is a crime
Against humanity and should be punished as such
Our common citizens have been duped into holding up
Supporting, and in some cases even believing
The lies that are spun from this dark dungeon
We call one nation under God
Too weak, demented, broken, and enslaved
To rise up and take back what is rightly ours
We continue to feed and nourish the monster
We give ourselves to it like a lady in waiting
We have become satisfied with crumbs
From the waste on her table
We have gotten used to being second class
The enemy is among us
It is not some third world dictator
It is not some mad crazed group of terrorist
It is us who have freely given ourselves
Our children and grandchildren
To the wolves in this hen house
We call one nation under God

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BLIND GLORY
A vast ocean of mindless drones
in a sea of ruling class capitalists
Forever lost in the dark vacuum of empty space
forced to feed the monster with broken
pieces of scrap from the wage earner day
Men, women, and children once independent
gobbled up by the hungry giant
This global God of production, dominance, and power
We are reduced to mere rubble in the pile
puppets on a string, dogs on a short leash
The submissive, beat up, worn out passive massive
too duped for revolution, too weak to overthrow
Like blinded pigs being led to slaughter
We wave our flags of glory on this sinking ship
like dogs cloaked in the dress of the civilized
We gag at gnats and swallow camels
We lick our vomit up in private places
We parade our morality in the streets of public opinion
Like small birds in giant cages
we flaunt our false freedom
We pledge allegiance to Big Brother
We bow down to the powers that be
We nourish ourselves on the lie
We are products and manifestations of the state
doomed to self-destruction
Expendable, replaceable, gullible, powerless

And this to shall pass. We are all dust in the


wind
but of course that does not keep us from having
these discussions and debates.
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Human knowledge and even wisdom is of little
importance when you are able to look at the big
picture. Most cannot see the forest for the trees.
Many are caught up in the material world blinded
by the senses, trapped in time and space. Confined
by dogma, religion, myths and magic unable to
escape into nothingness that sweet place where all
must go. The beginning of the end. A silly mortal
plea to live forever is in itself insane. A never
ending argument of fools this eternal quest. This
thought of immortality. Cant we just learn to be?
To reach out to grasp hands. To hold each other
tightly and proclaim our need for interdependence,
balance, and unity. Let us not argue the impossible.
Let us not debate the eternal. Let us just learn to
be happy in the present moment.

ASHAMED OF HUMAN RACE


I am ashamed of my human race
I do not search for answers
For lifes elusive questions
Your answer is my question
Your question is my answer
Clueless, mindless organisms
Who know not where they are going
Or from whence they came
Fumbling around in the darkness of imagination
A product of your wasted experience
Practicing your feel good religion
Ignoring those who might inconvenience you

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Or steal your precious moment


Feeding your kids to the ruling class machine like
pigs to slaughter
Living for the moment
Ignoring the past and pissing away the future
Consuming the earth like a blood thirsty bat
With no concern for those coming after us
Building fences and walls to keep you, your own
worst enemy, locked away from those who you
accuse of making you the way you are
You are me
I am you
We are them
They are us
We are all each other
Race, culture, creed, and religion should not be
used as instruments of destruction and separation
But ties to bind us through creativity and
expression
We all come from one source
And to that source we shall return
All dead flesh rots the same
You will not escape death
You cannot deny death
You will not hide from death
Your reservation awaits you
So sit tight and enjoy the ride

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BUY NOW PAY LATER GO FOR IT


Are you still waiting for Uncle Sam to put Humpty
Dumpty back together again? Are you sitting
around in hopes that somehow your financial
problems will just fade away? Are you betting on
the lottery and playing scratch offs thinking you just
might be the next winner? Forget it bean head it
isnt going to happen.
Most people are clueless when it comes down to
simple economics. You cant spend more than you
make and expect to get ahead. Credit cards should
not be issued to people who are not smarter than a
fifth grader. And banks should not make consumer
loans to idiots collateral or no collateral.
This country is going down the toilet as fast as we
can say ATM card and buy here pay here. Just run
out and get another payday loan to pay off the junk
you just bought at rent a center for ten times the
amount its worth so you can look like a player just
before you become homeless with all the other
third grade math professors at the shelter. When
are people going to wake up, grow up, and stop the
madness, folly, and foolishness?
You simply cant make something out of nothing,
especially money. Yes I know it takes money to
make money and
sometimes you need credit to make it happen. But
that is not what I am talking about here. Money is
an asset and credit is a liability especially if you
know you cant pay it back.

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ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT

At some point you have to cut up the cards; move


out of the overpriced house; give up the look at
me, I am so special, gas guzzling hog; stop buying
things you dont need; and start over again. Only
this time you dont buy anything if you cant pay
cash for it. Yes, you heard me right bonehead
cash. Remember that green, smelly stuff we used
to use back in the day when a dollar was a dollar.
This credit crazed society ought to be tarred and
feathered to set an example for all to see,
especially our up and coming little consuming
monsters.
Houses are overpriced at any price. Buy now and
pay later deals are a scam and a crime against
persons. Rent to own operations should be shut
down and run out of town. Telemarketing scams
that prey on the elderly in our community should
be found, arrested, and thrown into prison.
It is not the rich and well to do who got us into this
jam in the first place. It is the poor ignorant
wannabees who fell into their money trap. Dont
live beyond your means. Better to be a broke wise
man than a complete fool in debt. Dont live to
make the rich richer. Live to take care of yourself
and your family. Dont live to impress people. Live
to express God in your life.
I dont care how far in the hole you are. You can
climb out. Just stop the runaway train and get off
smack dab in the middle of Im sick and tired of
being sick and tired street. Take a deep breath.
Take back all the junk and stuff you cant afford.
Cut up all the credit cards.

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Move out of that overpriced, high interest, long


term ugly house you bought to impress all your
friends with and do a reality check. Go look in the
mirror and ask yourself who or what am I
anyway.
What am I trying to prove and to who and why. If
your wife or husband disapproves with this sudden
change tell them to take a hike too. And anyone
else that thinks you are crazy. Its time for a fresh
new start. It is going to be hard at first but you can
do it.
It was the most exciting day of my life when I let
go of everything and gave the rest away. Now it
was just me and my wife and God. That is it. With
five suitcases in our car we were free from the
machine, the corporate dragon, the illusion. The
everyday grind, the phone calls, the junk mail, the
good deals, and all the rest that goes along with
living beyond your means. If people would really
admit the truth they would most likely say they are
guilty of all charges. The ultimate stupid sin of buy
now and pay later. Go for it.

BEING TWO PEOPLE


You cannot be two people
Not even three
The key to all the madness
Is to set the others free
Its not easy to depart
From all those friends

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Theyve been with you from day one


And they would like to stay until the end
Lets name them -control, confusion, madness
Lets bring them out into the light
You cannot keep them hidden
Even though youd like to try
You must begin to kill them one by one
They all must die
The only one left standing will so less demanding
When control, confusion, and madness go away
Live life and let live
Savour the moment
Be ready to give
Dont fret, frown, and feel sorry for yourself
Thats the fools game
Just remember every precious second counts
We have no time to waste
Stop hiding in dark ages past
Your God does not dwell there
He is the now and future
For this you should prepare
An idle mind is the devils playground
For this you cannot deny
Stop playing that old victim game
For tomorrow you may die

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You are the future. You are the caretakers of tomorrow. The
things you do today will determine the outcome of
tomorrow. You must work hard to develop yourself, train
yourself, discipline yourself, and educate yourself.
We live in a world that cannot survive unless we love one
another.
Love thy neighbor is the greatest commandment. Love the
Lord thy God with all thy heart, all thy mind, all thy soul, for
this is the first commandment.
The power is in your hands to change the world. Yes, you
are responsible for everyone around you. You have to make
it happen or it wont happen. Dont wait for your parents to
tell you to do good. Dont wait for your preacher to tell you
to be good. Just do it. Nothing will happen unless you take
charge of your life. Nothing will happen unless you have a
plan. Nothing will happen unless you get involved. Nothing
will happen unless you work hard. Look at yourselves. What
are you doing? What are you accomplishing? What goals
have you set? Theres no time to waste. Get out there and
get with it.

AMONG THE STARS


They are many, those who have not yet gained the
wisdom needed to navigate this place in time, this
moment, this process. We must stand firm in the
believe that we share a common bond and
mission,together we are strong. Our light
must shine. Our wisdom abound. Our
understanding that we are but a second here. Our
true place is among the stars that shine eternally
bright and soon we shall return to that
place from where we came.
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ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT

MY BROKEN HEART
MY HEART IS BROKEN BEYOND REPAIR,
I LONG FOR HER SHE IS NOT THERE,
IF ONLY I COULD SEE HER FACE HOLD HER HAND,
SEE HER SMILE,
WALK WITH HER JUST ONE MORE MILE,
SHE WAS EVERYTHING TO ME
SO MANY IN THIS WORLD CANNOT AND NEVER WILL
FULLY COMPREHEND HOW SHORT LIFE REALLY IS AND
SOON IT WILL HAVE TO END
LIVE EVERY SECOND OF EVERY DAY AS IF IT WAS YOUR
LAST
DON'T STRESS ABOUT THE FUTURE STOP COMPLAINING
ABOUT THE PAST
LEARN TO CHERISH THE HERE AND NOW,DON'T REACT
TO
EVERY WIND THAT BLOWS
I SAY ALL OF THIS TO GIVE YOU WINGS THAT YOU MIGHT
FLY TO ENDLESS HEIGHTS
NOW GO AND TAKE YOUR MOTHERS HAND AND LET HER
KNOW YOU CARE,
IF SHE HAS TRAVELED ON UP AHEAD,
LET HER KNOW YOU WILL SOON BE THERE.
DEDICATED TO THOSE WHO UNDERSTAND WHAT IT
MEANS TO HAVE A MOTHER

AM I LIVING IN HELL?
Am I living in Hell?
Am I the only one who can see behind the veil into the
abyss.
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To know the truth behind the lie.


One who has returned from the dead a million times
To repeat this mad dance.
The endless cycle of eternal foolishness.
Which one of you will come forth and speak of this
madness?
Are you afraid to peer into the mirror of eternity?
You are but a speck of dust on a grain of sand.
Those who seem to have lost their way have really
found it.
Those who have landed need to take off.
Those down need to get up.
All came from the dust and all shall return.
Hear those cries of the dying.
The dead know no more.
For they have gone on into the eternal abyss.
One with all and all with one.
Living on trillions time trillions in form unknown.
Out of time and space dimension.
Ten, one hundred, one million.
Invisible.
Out of reach.
What species will they be?
Exist, not exist, matter, non-matter.
2008 -5155 -8061
Do you matter?
Do you care?
Am I living in Hell?

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CRAZY THINKING
Have you ever heard someone say 'If I could only know
what my purpose is in life. Do I have a purpose in life?' This
on the surface seems like a simple enough question but if
you look a little deeper. You are faced with some very
complex problems.
The first being. If I have a predestined purpose then who
gave it to me and why. If I don't find my purpose what will
become of me. What if my purpose was to ask if I had a
purpose and try to figure out who gave it to me. What if my
purpose is whatever I decide to do, to think, and to feel.
What if I am just to be and that is my purpose.
It is like throwing a deck of cards up in the air and letting
them fall where they may. Could it be any different or was
that the way they were supposed to fall or did they fall with
any purpose. And if so what was that purpose.
Could I have stopped myself from typing this? Could I have
stopped myself from saying. Could I have stopped myself
and so on and so on. If God knows everything then why
does it matter what I think anyway.
I think I am a free agent with the ability to make choices.
But then again could that be a part of the program. What if
everything I do is programmed? What if whenever I think I
am changing my mind I'm really just doing what I'm
programmed to do?
This kind of thinking can and has driven people crazy. Was
that a part of the program or what. My head is spinning
with ideas some of them good and some bad. Do I have any
control over good and bad? Do my choices count?
You said, I said, she said, he said, they said, and we said all
combined to create what. Just another part of the program.
If I'm programmed so is everyone else. Aren't they?
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If you said you think I am crazy that is probably just


what you were supposed to say. Are you depressed?
Are you sad?
Are you rich? Are you? See you knew what I was
going to say next. Is that because we are all
programmed?
Why did I say that? I don't know. Does it even matter?
Of course it does. You dummy. Sorry I just had to say
that. It is a part of my programming.

FREE VOICE
THE VOICE OF TOMORROW TODAY
OUR FLEETING PAST MOMENTS
NOT IN THE WAY
WE SET SAIL TO SHORES UNKNOWN
FOREVER THERE BUT NOT ALONE
FOR MANY WILL GO WITH US
ON THIS JOURNEY
BOUND AND FREE
THERE WON'T BE ANY COMING HOME..
THEY'VE BROKEN BOUNDLESS CHAINS THEY'RE FREE
AS WE STAND ON THESE NEW SHORES
WE CONTEMPLATE TOMORROW
WE LEARN FROM DISTANT PAST
WE MOURN THAT PAIN AND SORROW
BUT AS WE LOOK TOWARD THIS NEW DAY
FREE VOICE WILL ALWAYS PAVE OUR WAY

HER NAME IS DEATH


We walk blindly into the face of death
We must give ourselves to her
There inside of her is where we belong
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Our resting place from a long day's journey


A moment in time
She welcomes us with open arms
We will dwell in her forever
She is our friend
She calls out
We turn away
Arms outstretched
We shun her
Her bowels smell of those gone before us
Her dark halls littered with bits of our imagination
There is no turning back
We will go to that dark place
We will plunge to her depths
Consumed by her fire
Forever lost in a place we cannot know
Like a bad dream that never ends
Like falling alive to the bottom of the deepest ocean
Slowly fading into the darkness
Into the void
She has taken many and many more will follow
You will not escape her
You will not run away
For she is Death

As I step down off of my bunk this morning to put my


aching legs on this floor. I look around me and think
-why, why, why. I hear the children outside on their
bicycles laughing and playing, riding up and down
back and forth like little sheep who have no knowledge
of their destiny or ultimate fate; like lambs they will be
led to the slaughter. Should I tell them. I think not. The
old man inside, his wife died on our watch after 60 years
plus of marriage. She withered away before his very eyes
and ours.
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The old man next door, just across the garden from where
we park. His wife withering away soon to join Bob's wife in
that great void we call Heaven.

One of you asked me one time who my soul-mate was. I will


tell you know all of you are my soul-mates, each and
everyone of you. Many of you will not understand that, but
some will.

HUMAN COMMUNICATIONS
I would like to talk for a moment about human intelligence
and human communications. Do we have to be intelligent to
communicate? The answer is 'NO'. Everyone and everything
communicates something to someone or something
somehow at sometime. Basic one cell animals communicate,
birds communicate, and horses communicate.
In other words for every action there is an equal and
opposite reaction. Something happens here and effects
something over there. Someone says something and
someone else reacts to it. What does all this mean? It
means that the world is alive and constantly changing. How
we communicate is important as well as when, to whom,
and why.
Most people do not understand the importance and power
of communication. They just make noise in hopes that
someone will understand them.
Most people do not understand the complex variables of
communication. Again they just open their mouths and hope
that whatever comes out will somehow make a difference.
In order to be a good communicator one must do basic
studies in the communication process.
You have the idea, thought, or concept that resides in the
brain of the one transmitting in information. This would be
called the transmitter. Then you have the one receiving the
thought, idea, or concept. This person would be called the
receiver. Now remember in order for the transmitter to
transmit the thought, idea, or concept the transmitter must
have some idea of what or how they want the message to
come across.

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And also remember that in the process of trying to get the


idea across to the receiver there may be some
environmental interference or noise as it is sometimes
called.
This can come in the form of a nagging wife, a drunk
husband, a barking dog, a loud radio, etc. Once we have the
idea clear in our head and are ready to transmit to the
receiver we have to make sure the receiver is ready to
receive our message in the way that we sent it. The way the
receiver receives the message will depend on many factors.
Remember the meaning of the message sent by the
transmitter is in or will be in the receiver not the one
transmitting the message. Received messages shape and
create the world good, bad, or indifferent depending on the
current state or ability of the receiver. The message sent to
the receiver must first be encoded and then decoded by the
brain before it can be given any meaning.
This in itself can be a monumental task especially if the
brain receiving the message is not in proper working order.
All kinds of things can go wrong between the intended
message and the one receiving it. Most people don't even
have a clue as to the importance of what I just said and this
is the problem with humanity. You see even if you speak the
same language of the receiver he or she may not have a
clue as to the intended message.
Now think about how complex it is for three, four, or even
five people to communicate with each other. They can't at
least not on any superior level. It all ends up being mostly
mumbo jumbo especially when the players do not have any
clear cut goals and objectives for the encounter. So much
time is wasted talking. Talking is not and never will be
communication at least in the strictest sense of the word.
You know people that talk just to hear themselves rattle.
They want to impress you rather than express to you. They
just run on and on and on without ever checking to see if
you are interested in what they have to say. The world is full
of these empty headed mindless numbskulls. It takes all
kinds of people to make a world. Does it make you angry
that I said that?

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Is it because you are one of them or is it because you are
representing or advocating for them? Or maybe your wife or
husband is that way.
The real reason I said that was to get you to feel first hand
what it is like to transmit a message that is going to hit a
dead end road at the other end. I hope you have learned
something. If you want your message to be received the
way you intended it to make sure you tailor it to fit the
receiver's level of understanding or you will get absolutely
nowhere and the real meaning of the message will be lost in
the storm of dysfunction.
It doesn't take long to size people up after speaking with
them for only a few minutes if you know what you are doing.
The FBI does it all the time. They are experts at reading
people's
neural-linguistic programming cues. We all have different
ways of showing who we are by the way we live and move
in our environment. The way we dress. The way we sit. The
way we talk. The words we use. The position of our bodies.
The movement of our eyes. The position of our feet and
legs. Even the way we arrange things in our environment. It
is all there for the trained eye to see.
It is like reading an open book if you know what to look for
and how to interpret it. Most people don't take
communication this serious and that is very unfortunate and
dangerous.
Remember those who do the same old thing in the same old
way get the same old results. It can't be any other way. You
are what you communicate. You communicate your
experience or lack of it. The fruits are only as good as the
soil they were planted in. If you wanted to take this science
to the extreme level you would be able to read not only be
able to read people, but communities, towns, cities, states,
and even governments. When you really think about it. It
sounds crazy. But it is true.
As a matter of fact it is already being done. It is called
psycho-demographic stratification and it happens to you all
the time. every time you buy groceries, swipe a credit card,
hit a key stroke on your computer, or fill out one of those
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free give-a-way forms, or sign up for anything. Yes, you are
being studied all the time. You cannot and will not escape it.
So why not fight back by learning to communicate
effectively.
The only way you can avoid being a victim is to fight fire
with fire. Go out and get basic books on human
communication. Learn to listen more. Take your
environment serious. See it as a battle ground and your
mouth as the ultimate weapon. Concentrate on form and
style. Take in the total picture. Absorb everything within
your sensory range and even beyond. Take your time when
communicating. Be aware of yourself and the full range of
experiences within your space. Don't be so quick to ask the
question or give the answer. Don't play all your cards at one
time. Never talk just to hear yourself rattle. And learn when
to shut up and let the other person talk or communicate I
should say.

FALL FROM GRACE


Who is to say what is or is not to be
Why even say look to those who cannot see
Do not say listen to those without an ear
Don't be afraid to those who fear
The out is not the in
The loom of twisted lies we spin
Take flight on constant matter
Eternal doom on endless flight
Hellbent on mindless chatter
He said, we said, she said
On and on and on
Heading for its final place
Face down among the dead
Walk softly on this race we run
Slow down your hurried pace
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Do not the clock run out


Amidst your fall from grace

The answers are not out there somewhere


The healing will not come from outside
It will not come from some hidden force
It lies deep within your imagination
It begs to be unleashed upon the world if only we
can realize it
Open our mind to it, learn to be one with it, and
freely accept it for what it is
Healing does not mean the absence of pain
It does not mean the absence of suffering or even
strife
It simply means an awareness, a knowing, an
acknowledgment, a sense of enlightenment or
awakening

BEING HUMAN 101


Why do some people try to disconnect themselves from
being human? Why do they turn away from humanity?
We are flesh and blood. We are physical beings. We must
live with ourselves, and inside ourselves. We must celebrate
our humanness. We must live in the moment --in the now
of our being. I see people all the time trying to deny who
they really are.
You cannot separate yourself from yourself no matter how
hard you try. You are who you are and that is that. Most of
us have been taught at an early age that being human is a
terrible thing even a sin.
Sin resides in that mortal body. We are told 'rid yourself of
your nasty thoughts and deeds that will destroy you and
everyone around you'. So we try our best to find this other
person. This other self. The good thought.
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The good deed. The selfless act. That must be it. If only we
could stay there. If only we could figure out how to live in
that so called other self. It would be a perfect world or
would it. Most people can't grasp that we are in a perfect
world. The world is not confused. We are. The world is not
messed up. We are.
What is the world. It is the platform. The foundation. The
starting place. The origin or our being. And before the world
was God. The origin of our being is not God but the world
that he made for us to come out of. We are not the essence
but the fruit of the essence. We are not the root but a part
of the branch. We are not the first or the last but
somewhere in the middle of this fantastic creation or event.
One must learn to be. Stop trying to figure yourself out.
Stop trying to find yourself. You are who you are. Be content
to be. Past, present, and future are now. The past is forever
gone. The future an illusion of mortal mind. The present a
gift to be treasured.
You must live in it. You cannot run from it even though you
try. It is here to stay. That eternal moment called the
present --the now. Face it head on. Don't be afraid of it.
It is okay to learn from your past. It is okay to anticipate the
future. But you have to understand the future is now. Stop
talking about what you did and what you are going to do;
and realize they are both now this very minute. The past,
present, and future are now.
When we are young we tend to look toward the future.
When we are old we tend to think about the past. To make
sense of reality we must have a sense of past, present, and
future. For this is the very nature of who we are at any one
given moment in time. However in order for one to break
free of destructive and unwanted behaviors. One must
take control of the present and understand its complexities.
Most of us are programmed and even controlled by our so
called past. Some of us refuse to live in the present because
we are stuck in the past. You did not become who you are
today all by yourself. You are a product of your sensory
input (i.e. --site, hearing, smell, taste, and touch). Your
brain has been processing this information since you were
born.
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So in effect you are a bi-product of multiple sensory input


coming in from any and all possible sources within your
environment.
Most of these sources are all very powerful and have had a
massive influence on who you think you are at this very
minute. So much so that you would have a hard time
becoming anyone else or acting or behaving in a different
way. That is because you have not been taught how to
operate in this complex environment we call reality.
Would you say that you are in control of yourself and your
environment? Would you say that you call the shots? Do you
smoke? Do you exercise? Do you eat the proper foods? Do
you overeat? Are you overweight and unhealthy? Do you
have a temper? Do you overspend? Are you selfish and
greedy? Are you depressed and angry? Do you talk too
much? Are you lazy?
If you experience any or all of these things then you are not
in control of yourself. You are under submission to the
elements that you have allowed to take you over and invade
your space and place. Any negative, unproductive, or
destructive behavior is a sign that you are being controlled
by external forces. These forces have taken you over.
You are made up of multiple variables, parts, and pieces
that have culminated over time into the you you call you.
The whole is made up of many parts and parts are made up
of even more parts and so on and so on.
You are a small part of all that has ever been and all that
will ever be. Everything you say, do, and think effects every
other component in the mix.
The system is made up of many variables with no one
variable being the key piece in the puzzle. All pieces operate
independently to effect the whole. The whole is always
changing depending on the state of each individual
component and variable within the whole. The whole never
completes itself and will always be in a state of flux. To be
able to operate within the system effectively one must be
able to override fixed variables that clump together in the
system and clog the flow
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of ideas and information relevant to positive change. The


map is not the territory. Subject does not create object.
All manifestations are of unknown origin and should be
identified as such. To operate within the system one does
not have to understand the origin. Only the variables within
the origin can be manipulated depending on the state of the
source and its place in the system. All variables within the
system operate at different levels and function within
variable frequencies and patterns intersecting at different
points. Subjective analysis versus objective reality being the
key operative in the quest for balance in any one system or
subsystem at any given time.
Given the massive diversity of source input with multiple
pattern possibilities one can see how tangled the web of
reality can become. Conflict arises and is unavoidable when
multiple input variables do not coincide with each source
therefore creating tension among key players in the system.
I have written many articles on communication. It is a very
complex and highly misunderstood subject. We do not learn
how to effectively communicate unless we take time to
study the process. You have to break it down, tear it apart,
and dissect it. You have to become one with it. You have to
really get inside it and look at it from the inside out.
Anyone can make noise. Anyone can talk. But very few
people understand the art of effective communication.
Before one can learn to communicate one must first learn to
listen. Very few people know how to listen.
Do you know how to listen or are you one of those people
who just can't wait for the other person to shut up so you
can talk. I hope not. Good luck in your quest to learn to fully
communicate.

We live out our lives but very rarely inside our lives
We see with our eyes that have never really been fully
opened
We tell ourselves how good we are doing when really we
have failed
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We often disregard the truth and swallow the lie
We listen to the world around us never fully hearing what it
is trying to say
We to often settle for less when more is just a few steps
away
We never really live in the moment
We are always out there, over there, in there
Many of us cannot let go of the past
It seeks to define us, hold us, demean us, and ultimately kill
us

COMING HOME
I came back to that place we met today
I stood there for what seemed like an eternity
I could not find any words to say
Some say I'll get over this
As time passes by
Your best friend spoke of the memories
All I could do is hang my head and cry
I do not want to be here anymore
They have no idea
They will never understand
I want to be at home with you
To hold you once again
I'll go back now to that empty place
We used to call our home
When they come for me in the morning
I'll already be gone
I hope you will forgive me
For the deed when it is done
Visiting this old empty bench
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Has not been any fun
I'll be there bright and early
Reach out and take my hand
And we can walk forever
In that eternal promise land

IF THE SHOE FITS


How many of you are going to go on believing that you
are a victim of your circumstances? How many excuses
can you possibly come up with as to why you are broke
and completely unsuccessful?
If you are over thirty and don't have at least ten
thousand dollars in your savings account. You are a
miserable failure. Instead of using other people's
money to invest. You have lived on other people's
money to sit around and be lazy.
When is the last time you took off your self made mask
and took a hard cold look at your rotten stinking self.
Are you do everything you can to be a productive,
aggressive, inclusive, determined, energetic, giving,
and altruistic part of society. The answer is no you are
not. You are sitting around dreaming about water under
the bridge.
Your are the foolish captain on a slowly sinking ship.
You are spoiled rotten, temperamental, lazy, touchy
feely, and self centered. Your life is worthless. You are a
failure. Everything around you is a product of someone
else's hard work and sacrifice. Your personal net worth
is something to be ashamed of. How much longer will
you keep living in your house of smoke and mirrors.
How much longer will you keep blowing smoke up your
own ass and everyone else's. You are the little man and
the end of the yellow brick road.
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You are the fire that went out. You are the river that
has stopped running. You are the reflection in the
mirror.
Time is running out. The end is near. How much more
time can you waste pretending you are somebody.
When you are nobody.
It is time for change and rejuvenation.
It is time to reinvent yourself.
It is time to to give back, prove, and honor those who
have helped you along the path thus far.
It is time to stop playing games.
It is time to bury the dead horse.
It is time for resurrection and redirection.
It is time to surround yourself with wise counsel.
It is time to make new connections and create new
networks.
It is time to clean up the fucking house.
Stop feeling sorry for yourself and be somebody.
Climb out of your comfort zone.
It is killing you slowly but surely.
If what you are doing is not working try something
else.
Stop living a lie.
Take off your mask and expose the real you.
Express don't impress.
Don't be a counterfeit person.
Take an inventory of yourself without the mask on.
Are you living in a castle someone else built?
Are you paying your fair share?
Are you balancing the work load?
Are you genuinely concerned about other people?
Do you make an effort to reach out to others in need
regardless of race, creed, color, religion, or financial status?
Do you really care about people from the bottom of
your heart?
Are you willing to forgive and forget?
Can you live beyond your comfort zone?
Are you afraid to let other people tell you what is
wrong with you?
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Do you ever feel all dressed up with no where to go?


Have you bull shitted yourself into believing you are
ok and most other people are screwed up?
Do you ever find yourself involved with a lot of
meaningless activity masquerading as something
important that you created just to keep your
meaningless life meaningful?
Do you only like to talk and run around with people
that mostly agree with you and stroke your ego?
I hope that this has been a wake up call for many of you.
Some of you are so fucked up and full of shit you will
disregard this as rambling and mumbo jumbo. Others who
are sick and tired of sitting in their own pile of shit will get
off their lazy ass and make something happen.
I think each and everyone of us need to reinvent ourselves
everyday. I think we are a lazy, greedy, selfish, racist,
grumpy, power crazed, discourteous, hateful, demented,
crooked, perverted, two faced nation. We should all be
ashamed of ourselves.
Look outside you idiot. Do you know your neighbors? Do
they know you? Do you even want to know your
neighbors. We build fences to separate ourselves from
each other. We put in security systems. We chain our
fucking lawn furniture down. ONE NATION UNDER GOD MY
ASS.

WE MUST LOOK OUTSIDE OUR SELF TO SEE OUR


SELF, WHEN WE LOOK IN THE REFLECTION WE
ONLY SEE AN ILLUSION, THERE IS NO I IN US,
THERE IS NO US IN THEM, WE ARE ONE IN THE
SAME, WE MUST LEARN TO SEE BOTH SIDES OF
THE COIN AT THE SAME TIME

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I MEAN REALLY THINK ABOUT IT, WHAT KIND OF


LOVE IS THIS, IS IT GOD LOVE, HUMAN LOVE,
FAIR WEATHER LOVE, IS IT JUST BULL-SHIT, I
MEAN REALLY THINK ABOUT IT, WHAT HAVE WE
BECOME, WHAT ARE WE BECOMING, ALL OF THIS
IS VERY IMPORTANT TO ME AT THIS POINT IN MY
LIFE

CITIZENS OF THE WORLD


I am a citizen of the world. Using the technology at my
disposal and the resources at hand we will set out on a
journey that will last a lifetime. We freely choose to pull
up stakes and travel the United States in search of
those who are actually making a powerful and positive
difference in the lives of many. Those grass roots
organizations like ours who do what they do because
they can, because they have to. It is built in them to
push the limits, tip the scales, rock the boat, shake up
the status quo, to go where most will not go, and do
what most will not do. There is no good explanation for
why we do what we do.
We have learned to overcome fear and disappointment.
We have learned to just keep on keeping on.
I am a student in this world, an observer. I know how
to listen and learn. I do what I do because I am good
at it. It is in my blood. This internet public radio
network is my life, my very breath. Many of you have
asked 'What do you get out of this? What's the catch?' I
guess you could say we are thrill seekers,
unconventional creative thinkers. We work best on a
deadline and in tight and sometimes dangerous
situations.
Its just who we are. It is what it is. As a matter of fact
if not for people like us. There would be no life at all.
We fight to keep the scales balanced, to keep free
speech free, to limit big government,
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to instill hope where there is little, to educate, to
inform, to uplift, to search for that elusive and
constantly moving truth, to protect those in harms way.
We are always here watching, listening, thinking,
overseeing, developing. We will not stop doing what we
do. The powers that be would like for us to go away.
They would kill us if they could. They watch us. They
monitor us. They follow us. We do not fit any mold. We
do not follow any trend. We do not bow to any
denomination or religion. Yet we stand strong and fight
for the rights of all these to exist and be free.
Please help us grow. We are the watchers. The ones in
the shadows. We have the skills, traits, weapons, and
experience to slay the corporate dragons. We are not
afraid of the machine that seeks to control us all.
We will not back down. We will not surrender. We
believe that America is asleep. Lulled into believing the
lies of a mad, crazed, corporate giant. A government
that has forgotten the people that keep it afloat. Right
is right and wrong is wrong. Crime is crime no mater
how you package it up or what kind of pretty paper you
wrap it in.
We ask all of you to stand with us, to invest in us. We
work for you behind the scenes. We know the enemy.
We see the future. We are the watchers. We are
Destinie Radio Network.
We are everywhere. We circle the globe. We are
implanted in every institution in the world.

THE I AM
Pure thought without intention
I cease to define
Beginning, ending, present -all one in the same
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The I AM is the ALL


The ALL the I AM
Reaching for nothing
Striving for nothing
Nothing to go into
Nothing to go away from
The inside of the inside
Where darkness is light and light is void
Slowly melting away into the deep dark abyss
I become one with all things
My body scattered in to a million pieces
Dancing with the immortals
Laughing with the gods
Conjoined, interwoven, complete
Looking back I can see the I all bound up
This road, that road
This place, that place
Them, us
Over there, over here
Why did I not come to this place sooner
It was within my grasp
I had to let go of free will
The idea of choice
These things limit the unlimited

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This blinding and binding thing we call self


Is nothing but an illusion
A trick of the senses
A vain imagining.
We did not come from our out of
We will not go to this place or that
We are simply the I AM
Everyone of us, one and the same
One must let go of the concept of time
Turn away from symbols, perceptions, concepts, ideas,
emotions
One must become all of those things at once
Devour the senses
Overcome this need to know, to invent, to conquer
To consume, develop, design, and divulge
Take them all at your leisure
They are the simple tricks of this trade
We call life, existence, consciousness, and reality
You have passed this way throughout eternity
And you will again
Go and be at peace
Do not ask the gods to reveal themselves
Do not tempt the masters
They cannot and will not submit to discovery
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Go and just be
Remember it is what it is
The I AM

GET OUT OF YOUR COMFORT ZONE


We get up in the morning. We brush our teeth, take a
shower, comb our hair, get dressed, eat breakfast, get in our
car, and head off to work. We do this every day. Day in and
day out. We live in our own little world that is closed off and
tucked away safely in our comfort zones. We see people.
We talk to people. We go out with people but have very
few, if any, friends. I mean really good friends. People who
would go to the mat for us. People that would love us and
forgive us no matter what.
We do not like to think about poverty, pain, suffering, and
hurt. We have closed ourselves off from those who really
need us. We have put up walls to guard us from things we
do not understand or cannot control.
We out dress each other. We out drive each other. We try to
out talk each other. We out spend each other. We walk
around with that false face. That pretend look. We want
everyone to believe everything is okay. We want them to
think we are cool and in control.
Almost everywhere you go people will say 'how are you
today' or 'what's up'. We all do it. 'Fine' you say, 'blessed' or
'never been better'. What has brought us to this point where
we have to put on an act just to fit into the mold. How have
we let ourselves become so fake.
I'll tell you how. Because nobody really gives a damn how
you feel or what you think. Very few if any care about your
true feelings or emotions. They could care less if you are
almost homeless or starving to death. Because everyone, or
almost everyone, lives in their own little comfortable world
hidden behind a mountain of bullshit, depression, worries,
and woe and they do not have the patience or capacity to
add your problems to their list.
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We are a cold, hard, and calloused people. We have lost the
true meaning of love, forgiveness, kindness, discernment,
and empathy. We are slowly sinking into the abyss of
darkness and despair. Turning our backs on each other
seems to be easier than trying to help each other.
Telling everyone you are okay when you are not has become
the norm. Those that do cry out for help lost in the shuffle.
The odd balls, nare do wells, drug addicts, alcoholics,
homeless, single hard working mothers with children,
mentally retarded, and the elderly all get told 'we will pray
for you', 'Jesus has a place for you', 'there is a reason for
everything', 'the poor will always be with us' and a mountain
of other bullshit. If it be true that a people divided will fall
then we have already fell.
Most of you are so well bunkered in to your comfort zone
that you cannot see the war that is raging all around you.
Even in your own families, communities, towns, cities, and
country. You have closed yourself off, locked yourself away,
and thrown away the key so that any and all who may have
need will have to break down the door to get in.
Sure there are people out there who really care. Many of
you I'm sure go above and beyond the call of duty to help
others. But they are few and far between. They can only do
so much on limited resources.
Even the multi-billion dollar business of organized religion
should hang its head in shame for not developing and
implementing more critical outreach and comprehensive
assessment programs in the communities they serve.
I saw a sign the other day in front of a church that said
'come on in and get your miracle'. It made me want to
throw up. Have we reduced the importance and significance
of miracles to letters on a marquee. Why don't we roll up
our sleeves and get out there and do some work. And let
God handle the miracles.
Churches need to expand their imagination and start
developing projects and programs that focus on human
development, education, and training. They need to put
their money where their mouth is.
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Yes, I know that there are wonderful churches out there
doing great work and helping a multitude of people. But
that is not enough. We must do more. We must work
harder, think faster, plan together, and work to create a
network of support for those in need.
We must get out of our comfort zones and see for ourselves
the war that is raging around us. We must know that there
are others like us who would take our hands and form an
unbreakable chain that would bind us together and
strengthen us in our mission and sustain us in our time of
need.

TAKE YOUR MIND OFF THE MESSENGER AND LISTEN


TO
THE MESSAGE, OH WHAT A DIFFERENCE IT MAKES,
TRY IT
SOME TIME

GET OUT OF THE SKIN, RIP THE CONCEPTS AND


IDEAS
APART, LOOK IN THE LOOKING GLASS AT THE WORLD
ITS
ALL THERE IN YOUR FACE, JUST OPEN YOUR EYES
CLEAN
OUT YOUR EARS, REACH OUT AND TOUCH THE SKY,
THE
EMPTINESS,THE VOID AND KNOW IT IS YOU THERE,
YOU
ARE NOT INSIDE OF YOU, THEY ARE US AND WE
THEM, TO
KNOW THYSELF IS TO KNOW NOTHING, TO KNOW
NOTHING IS TO BE BORN AGAIN INTO THE VOID
FROM
HENCE YOU CAME

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COMPLEX TRUTH
The complex truth is an illusion of personal
constructed reality. It is only as defined as the one
defining it. In order to find the truth one must get
out of the way of ones self so one can see the
interconnectedness and interdependent
relationships that surround us.
In order to find one s self one must be able to go
beyond self concepts, ideas, and distractions that
get in the way.
Kill the I, the me, the us, and the them. Learn the
art of unbeing. Cease to self seek. Peer beyond the
curtain of the material world. There are no new
truths or ideas. Concepts are but misguided
energies. Thinking is a dangerous past time. It will
bind you up in yourself. It is a road that never
ends.
One must learn to unlearn, to unthink, to take
apart what is put together. Especially those
thoughts that stem from or have their root in lust,
greed, or anger. One needs to try and cultivate
right mind or middle way. Get out of yourself and
look at the new world around you. Be quiet long
enough to see, hear, feel, smell, and touch the
manifestation of the essence of all things.
Quiet the minds endless, senseless, and foolish
chatter and you will see the complex truth.

EMPTY SPACE
To find ones self is to find peace
To except ones self is to find love

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To let others be who they are without harsh


judgment
Is to find release
To let things be is so sweet
To interact with what is
To be in the in the now without regret
To find ones self not wanting is to have everything
Close your eyes and see
Do not listen and you will hear
The sweet sounds of nothing
And all will be clear
Be still
Be consumed with quiet, peaceful bliss
Stop the forward movement
Let pressure cease
Trade control for understanding
Trade worry for the dark, silent, empty place
Do not fear this temporal plane
Time eternal takes its place
Past, present, future
Last forever
Empty space

BEING HUMAN 101


Why do some people try to disconnect themselves from
being human? Why do they turn away from humanity? We
are flesh and blood. We are physical beings. We must live
with ourselves, and inside ourselves. We must celebrate our
humanness. We must live in the moment --in the now of
our being.
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I see people all the time trying to deny who they really are.
You cannot separate yourself from yourself no matter how
hard you try. You are who you are and that is that. Most of
us have been taught at an early age that being human is a
terrible thing even a sin.
Sin resides in that mortal body. We are told 'rid yourself of
your nasty thoughts and deeds that will destroy you and
everyone around you'. So we try our best to find this other
person. This other self. The good thought. The good deed.
The selfless act. That must be it. If only we could stay
there. If only we could figure out how to live in that so
called other self. It would be a perfect world or would it.
Most people can't grasp that we are in a perfect world. The
world is not confused. We are. The world is not messed up.
We are.
What is the world. It is the platform. The foundation. The
starting place. The origin or our being. And before the world
was God. The origin of our being is not God but the world
that he made for us to come out of. We are not the essence
but the fruit of the essence. We are not the root but a part
of the branch. We are not the first or the last but
somewhere in the middle of this fantastic creation or event.
One must learn to be. Stop trying to figure yourself out.
Stop trying to find yourself. You are who you are. Be content
to be. Past, present, and future are now. The past is forever
gone. The future an illusion of mortal mind. The present a
gift to be treasured.
You must live in it. You cannot run from it even though you
try. It is here to stay. That eternal moment called the
present --the now.
Face it head on. Don't be afraid of it. It is okay to learn from
your past. It is okay to anticipate the future. But you have
to understand the future is now. Stop talking about what
you did and what you are going to do; and realize they are
both now this very minute. The past, present, and future
are now.
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When we are young we tend to look toward the future.


When we are old we tend to think about the past. To make
sense of reality we must have a sense of past, present, and
future. For this is the very nature of who we are at any one
given moment in time. However in order for one to break
free of destructive and unwanted behaviors. One must
take control of the present and understand its complexities.
Most of us are programmed and even controlled by our so
called past. Some of us refuse to live in the present because
we are stuck in the past. You did not become who you are
today all by yourself. You are a product of your sensory
input (i.e. --site, hearing, smell, taste, and touch). Your
brain has been processing this information since you were
born. So in effect you are a bi-product of multiple sensory
input coming in from any and all possible sources within
your environment.
Most of these sources are all very powerful and have had a
massive influence on who you think you are at this very
minute. So much so that you would have a hard time
becoming anyone else or acting or behaving in a different
way. That is because you have not been taught how to
operate in this complex environment we call reality.
Would you say that you are in control of yourself and your
environment? Would you say that you call the shots? Do you
smoke? Do you exercise? Do you eat the proper foods? Do
you overeat? Are you overweight and unhealthy? Do you
have a temper? Do you overspend? Are you selfish and
greedy? Are you depressed and angry? Do you talk too
much? Are you lazy?
If you experience any or all of these things then you are not
in control of yourself. You are under submission to the
elements that you have allowed to take you over and invade
your space and place.
Any negative, unproductive, or destructive behavior is a
sign that you are being controlled by external forces. These
forces have taken you over.

~~~ PAGE 38 ~~~

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You are made up of multiple variables, parts, and pieces
that have culminated over time into the you you call you.
The whole is made up of many parts and parts are made up
of even more parts and so on and so on. You are a small
part of all that has ever been and all that will ever be.
Everything you say, do, and think effects every other
component in the mix.
The system is made up of many variables with no one
variable being the key piece in the puzzle. All pieces operate
independently to effect
the whole. The whole is always changing depending on the
state of each individual component and variable within the
whole. The whole never completes itself and will always be
in a state of flux. To be able to operate within the system
effectively one must be able to override fixed variables that
clump together in the system and clog the flow of ideas and
information relevant to positive change. The map is not the
territory. Subject does not create object.
All manifestations are of unknown origin and should be
identified as such. To operate within the system one does
not have to understand the origin. Only the variables within
the origin can be manipulated depending on the state of the
source and its place in the system. All variables within the
system operate at different levels and function within
variable frequencies and patterns intersecting at different
points. Subjective analysis versus objective reality being the
key operative in the quest for balance in any one system or
subsystem at any given time.
Given the massive diversity of source input with multiple
pattern possibilities one can see how tangled the web of
reality can become. Conflict arises and is unavoidable when
multiple input variables do not coincide with each source
therefore creating tension among key players in the system.
I have written many articles on communication. It is a very
complex and highly misunderstood subject. We do not learn
how to effectively communicate unless we take time to
study the process. You have to break it down, tear it apart,
and dissect it. You have to become one with it. You have to
really get inside it and look at it from the inside out.
~~~ PAGE 39 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


Anyone can make noise. Anyone can talk. But very few
people understand the art of effective communication.
Before one can learn to communicate one must first learn to
listen. Very few people know how to listen. Do you know
how to listen or are you one of those people who just can't
wait for the other person to shut up so you can talk. I hope
not.
Good luck in your quest to learn to fully communicate.
A human being is a part of the whole, called by us Universe,
a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his
thoughts and feelings as something separated from the
rest--a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This
delusion is a kind of prison, restricting us to our personal
desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us.
Our task must be to free from this prison by widening our
circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the
whole nature in its beauty.

WHEN YOU GIVE YOUR ALL YOU HAVE GIVEN


NOTHING, WHEN YOU FEEL LIKE GOING TO BED YOU
NEED TO GET UP, WHEN YOU THINK YOU HAVE WON
YOU HAVE JUST BEGUN, WHEN YOU THINK YOU ARE
SMART YOU NEED TO SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP, WHEN
YOUR MOUTH IS RUNNING YOUR BRAIN IS ON HOLD,
WHEN YOU ARE ON TOP OF THE WORLD LOOK TO SEE
WHO'S SHOULDER YOU ARE STANDING ON
WHEN YOU SAY MONEY IS THE ROOT OF ALL EVIL IT
ISJUST BECAUSE YOU DON'T HAVE ANY, WHEN YOU
ARE QUICK TO JUDGE AND FAST TO ANGER IT MEANS
YOU WILL BE THE FIRST TO FALL

~~~ PAGE 40 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT

FRIEND OF MINE
Do you really know me
I really know me
If you only knew me
The one you see is not me
Its only the one I want you to see
Its only the one I pretend to be
Do you think I'm happy trying to be
Who you want me to be
If you only knew, if you could only see
How much more there is of me
It would be nice to know why we
Play this never ending silly game
Sometimes I want to tell you I'm not the cat
For you to tame
Can't you understand that I a m
And you are you
Trying to control each other
Is something we should never do
Love is free
Not bound and tied
If I told you different
It would be a lie
Open the cage
And let me fly
Deep down inside I'm not the sweet little girl
You want me to be
So open this cage
And set me free
Don't box me in
Just be my friend
Neither one of us should have to bend and bend
To blend in
Love me for who I am
And not who you want me to be
I want to know the real you and you me
But that will never happen
Unless we set each other free
We can still be together
But independently
~~~ PAGE 41 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


True love cannot be begged,
Borrowed, bought, or sold
It has to slowly grow
From deep down in the soul
It's based on respect, honor, and trust
Not dominance, jealousy, and control
Let's learn to live life to the fullest
Let's take each day one step at a time
Let me be me
And you be you
Just be a friend of mine

WHO WILL BE THERE TO SAVE YOU WHEN DEATH CALLS


OUT YOUR NAME, WHO WILL GO INTO THAT PLACE WITH
YOU, YEA YOU WILL TRANSVERSE THAT LONG DARK
TUNNEL ALONE, AT THE OTHER END YOUR REWARD
AWAITS YOU, OH YES YOU MUST PAY, WE ALL MUST PAY,
ENJOY WHILE YOU CAN, TAKE IT ALL IN, GET ALL YOU
CAN GET BECAUSE SOON VERY SOON THE
PIT WILL CRY OUT, SHE MOANS FOR YOU, SHE ACHES FOR
YOU AND ALL THOSE ROBBED, TORTURED, MUTILATED
AND MURDERED FOR POWER AND PRIVILEGE, TO THE
LEAST OF THOSE YOU TURNED YOUR BACK, THOSE LOST ,
THOSE LONELY, WITH ONE COMMAND YOU SENT OUR
MEN AND WOMEN TO CERTAIN DEATH, KNOWING THEY
WOULD PERISH, WOE UNTO YOU, IT WOULD BE BETTER
THAT YOU PLACE A LARGE ROCK AROUND YOUR NECK
AND FALL INTO THE SEA,THE CLOCK IS TICKING ,CAN
YOU HEAR IT, TICK-TICK-TICK-LISTEN HEAR IT, I
BOW IN SILENCE, HEED MY WORDS

QUEST
To be is to have been in form and void
Transformed into the thing I call 'me'
Somewhere, somehow becoming, beginning
To know that I am is to know nothing
To know that I am a part of nothing is something
~~~ PAGE 42 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


Because something is everything
The all is awesome and yet the rest cries out to be found
To know thyself is to know nothing
We strive for meaning
Our quest to overcome is all consuming
Eternity is an everlasting thought which never dies in the
mind
I am a figment of my own imagination
A dream within a dream
Castaways on a distant shore
Searching for self when all the while
We have landed via time and space
And should not contemplate this mystery
Answers beg more questions, questions more answers
And finally we are there at the beginning of the end
And that is where we stay

NATURE OF CONSCIOUSNESS
We will continue on this present course of self destruction
because it is in our nature. Cultures come and go like the
changing of seasons. We cannot be anything but who we
are. When one can sit back and observe as an outsider, then
one has found a sense of enlightenment, a portion of
wisdom. To see things from a distance is to see the
foolishness of it all. The fads, the clicks, perks, special deals,
relationships, dogmas, creeds, ideas, concepts, even colors,
shapes, dimensions, space, time, matter.
Humanity is but a blip on the eternal radar. An insignificant
moment in an incomprehensible thing we call reality. We
use, we abuse, we squander and waste. Constantly on the
lookout for ways to do it better, faster, leaner, and meaner.
Always trying to get that advantage, that edge. We
dominate our space, strangle with intensity, consume with a
vengeance, a free for all of vane imaginings. In denial of our
shortcomings, apologetic as we step on each other, and hell
bent on getting there first.
~~~ PAGE 43 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


Searching for G-D in quantum is like a small child sitting in
the seat of a 747. Our technology primitive and unseen by
the universe. Toys in the hands of mad men. Foolishness
that will fade like a fallen leaf.
Our failure is in our quest. Our downfall in our ability to
recognize ourselves and asked who are we, what are we,
where are we.
Our resources are limited. Our time is short. Our power
feeble and misused. We suck the energy from each other.
We are devouring ourselves from the inside out. We think
too much of ourselves as if this was all a gift because we
are so special.
We talk of one nation under G-D while dancing like wild
whores with the underworld. We freely give ourselves to the
darkness. Our brains are out of control craving more and
more. The abnormal has become the in thing. The twisted
has become our bed fellow. We shall not escape ourselves.
We cannot put the pieces back together. We cannot turn our
head and make it all go away.
Death will come sure and swift. It will devour us completely.
It will take us down to that dark place where choice is not
an option. Free will does not exist and second chances are
null and void.
The time to act is now while we still can. The time for
change is now in this present moment. Your opinion is like a
bird with a broken wing. Your status a fools game. Your
education a handicap. When death comes knocking at the
door will you be ready. Can you say come in I have done my
good deed. I have been the good neighbor, the good
friend, the good boss, the good person. Can you say you
are ready.

THREE BILLION DEAD WILL NOT SOLVE YOUR


PROBLEM'S, THE ONE ABOVE YOUR HEAD IS
SLOW BUT SURE, THE WATCHERS WATCH, NO
DEED WILL GO UNPUNISHED,
~~~ PAGE 44 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT

NOTHING DONE IN SECRET WILL STAY IN THE DARK, WE


HAVE A FILE ON ALL OF YOU, YES YOU ARE
POWERFUL,YOU ARE STRONG, BUT YOU ARE
NOT INVINCIBLE, I WOULD NOT SLEEP TO
SOUND IF I WERE YOU

LIFE AFTER SIXTY


Where have you been
What have you done
Have you set an example
Have you had any fun
Have you settled your debts
Have you made peace with God
Has your life been real
Or just a facade
Are you ready to stand up
And move on ahead
Or take off your shoes
And go back to bed
For many at sixty
Life seems to slow down
Some are so grumpy
You dont want them around
So whats your take
On the state of affairs
Are you falling down
Or going up the stairs
Do you moan, whine,
And complain everyday
~~~ PAGE 45 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


When opportunity knocks
Do you scare it away
Why dont you sit down
And take a good look at yourself
Box up the past
And put it on the shelf
Take a deep breath
Step out of your chair
You were never promised
A life that was fair
Stop pointing the finger
Playing the blame game
To waste another moment
Would be a shame
Write a song
Read a book
Dont be afraid
To take a good hard look
Dr. Deaths great clock
Is ticking down
Before you know it
Youll be in the ground
So get up and run
That last mile
Let them say when you die
You went out in style

~~~ PAGE 46 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT

THE POWER OF LOVE


I saw a small group of young people standing in a
corner the other day holding a large sign that read
Love is all we need. It has been burned into my
mind ever since; such a simple statement yet so
powerful. Ill never forget the looks on their faces
a look of desperation and pain, yet hope and faith
that maybe, just maybe, someone might notice as I
did and pass this eternal message on to others
along my path.
Love has become such a worn out word. We use it
to get our way; to make people good; to open the
way for sex or to keep sex going. The word is used
so much in the passive sense more than the active.
I have neighbors who say I love you right after
beating the hell out of each other. Others I know
love you when you are doing what they want you
to do and acting the way they want you to act.
When I teach devotions on love thy neighbor
people squirm in their seats. Some even want to
get and run away because the message I teach is
so foreign and radical. You know love the sinner
and not the sin. Most people just dont get it or
they dont want to get it. Most have not a clue as to
what the word means let alone act it out on the
stage of life.
To love is to put yourself last. To love is to give until
it hurts. To love is to forgive and forget. Love is not
conditional. It never fails no matter what the
circumstances. It is continuous and complete.
It is not based on good behavior of the one being
loved. It is universal and dynamic. It is no respecter
of persons, local or time frame.
When we love we need to do it completely or not at
all. Conditional love is meaningless.
~~~ PAGE 47 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


It hurts more than it helps. Very few individuals are capable of
understanding this concept of love and putting it
into action because they are all self centered or ego
centered.
The operative word in I love you is I. The I
cannot love anyone or anything. I will never
change the world for the better because it demands
rewards. Desire, lust, greed, and selfishness get in
the way. Personality constricts the flow of love like
old stopped up plumbing.
Love is selfless and eternal. It cannot and will not
be bound up in human conditions, circumstances,
and contradictions. It is either on or off. There is no
middle ground for love. It is all
encompassing and completely consuming. It is
filled with faith, hope, and consistency. It is
completely bullet proof. It is not afraid to cease the
moment or take the hard road that many travel.
Love is truth, complete truth. It is open minded yet
discerning. It can be tough and rigid. Love stays
the course and never fails.
Im doing this because I love you is not love.
God is love is not love. What would Jesus do is
not love. Going to church is not love.
Reading the Bible is not love. Loaning out money is
not love. Having sex is not love. Love stands on its
own two feet. It is in no way impressed with your
personality or prestige. It could care less about
your color, creed, or religion. It stands alone. All
powerful, all knowing, and complete.

FALL FROM GRACE


Who is to say what is or is not to be
Why even say look to those who cannot see
Do not say listen to those without an ear
Don't be afraid to those who fear
~~~ PAGE 48 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


The out is not the in
The loom of twisted lies we spin
Take flight on constant matter
Eternal doom on endless flight
Hellbent on mindless chatter
He said, we said, she said
On and on and on
Heading for its final place
Face down among the dead
Walk softly on this race we run
Slow down your hurried pace
Do not the clock run out
Amidst your fall from grace

ITS NOT ALWAYS THE RIGHT WAY THAT MOVES


US ,ITS JUST TRYING TO GET IT RIGHT THAT
KEEPS US ON THE PATH

THE TIME HAS COME FOR CHANGE, IT IS TIME TO


STEP DOWN AND MOVE OVER, THE PEOPLES
BANK HAS BEEN ROBBED, PILLAGED AND
PLUNDERED, WHAT MORE CAN YOU DO TO US,
WE ARE ON YOUR ASS, WE KNOW WHERE YOU
ARE , THE HAND-CUFFS ARE READY, YOU WILL
NOT GET OUT OF THIS, GIVE YOURSELELVES UP
OR WE WILL COME IN AND GET YOU

~~~ PAGE 49 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


We get up in the morning. We brush our teeth, take a
shower, comb our hair, get dressed, eat breakfast, get in our
car, and head off to work. We do this every day. Day in and
day out. We live in our own little world that is closed off and
tucked away safely in our comfort zones. We see people.
We talk to people. We go out with people but have very
few, if any, friends. I mean really good friends. People who
would go to the mat for us. People that would love us and
forgive us no matter what.
We do not like to think about poverty, pain, suffering, and
hurt. We have closed ourselves off from those who really
need us. We have put up walls to guard us from things we
do not understand or cannot control.
We out dress each other. We out drive each other. We try to
out talk each other. We out spend each other. We walk
around with that false face. That pretend look. We want
everyone to believe everything is okay. We want them to
think we are cool and in control.
Almost everywhere you go people will say 'how are you
today' or 'what's up'. We all do it. 'Fine' you say, 'blessed' or
'never been better'. What has brought us to this point where
we have to put on an act just to fit into the mold. How have
we let ourselves become so fake.
I'll tell you how. Because nobody really gives a damn how
you feel or what you think. Very few if any care about your
true feelings or emotions. They could care less if you are
almost homeless or starving to death. Because everyone, or
almost everyone, lives in their own little comfortable world
hidden behind a mountain of bullshit, depression, worries,
and woe and they do not have the patience or capacity to
add your problems to their list.
We are a cold, hard, and calloused people. We have lost the
true meaning of love, forgiveness, kindness, discernment,
and empathy. We are slowly sinking into the abyss of
darkness and despair. Turning our backs on each other
seems to be easier than trying to help each other.
Telling everyone you are okay when you are not has become
the norm.
~~~ PAGE 50 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


Those that do cry out for help lost in the shuffle.
The odd balls, nare do wells, drug addicts, alcoholics,
homeless, single hard working mothers with children,
mentally retarded, and the elderly all get told 'we will pray
for you', 'Jesus has a place for you', 'there is a reason for
everything', 'the poor will always be with us' and a mountain
of other bullshit.
If it be true that a people divided will fall then we have
already fell.
Most of you are so well bunkered in to your comfort zone
that you cannot see the war that is raging all around you.
Even in your own families, communities, towns, cities, and
country. You have closed yourself off, locked yourself away,
and thrown away the key so that any and all who may have
need will have to break down the door to get in.
Sure there are people out there who really care. Many of
you I'm sure go above and beyond the call of duty to help
others. But they are few and far between. They can only do
so much on limited resources.
Even the multi-billion dollar business of organized religion
should hang its head in shame for not developing and
implementing more critical outreach and comprehensive
assessment programs in the communities they serve.
I saw a sign the other day in front of a church that said
'come on in and get your miracle'. It made me want to
throw up. Have we reduced the importance and significance
of miracles to letters on a marquee. Why don't we roll up
our sleeves and get out there and do some work. And let
God handle the miracles.
Churches need to expand their imagination and start
developing projects and programs that focus on human
development, education, and training. They need to put
their money where their mouth is. Yes, I know that there
are wonderful churches out there doing great work and
helping a multitude of people. But that is not enough. We
must do more. We must work harder, think faster, plan
together, and work to create a network of support for those
in need.
~~~ PAGE 51 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT

We must get out of our comfort zones and see for ourselves
the war that is raging around us. We must know that there
are others like us who would take our hands and form an
unbreakable chain that would bind us together and
strengthen us in our mission and sustain us in our time of
need.

DEPENDENT RISING
I see you there and through pre-supposition alone
have everything and pretty much already figured
out. However you see me and surmise that I am
not an I at all but manifested from something
called dependent rising.
The two of us, what a pair. I come from such and
such a place, did so and so, with you know who,
and so on. You on the other hand do not come
from anywhere, have not done such and such, and
seem just to exist.
You will not even admit being human. But I like you
anyway. There I go with that I thing again. I, I, I;
me, me, me. What can happen to make me more
like, well you know, you.
When you come around and teach me all that I
thought I knew flies out the window. It all makes
perfect sense. We are everything and everything is
us. WOW. What a concept.

A SON'S LAST GOODBYE


Sitting there watching mother die is the hardest thing I
know I will ever have to do in my lifetime.
~~~ PAGE 52 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT

Her body swollen and ravaged, mangled, poked, and prodded.


What else could they do to her? What else could I let them do
to her? I wanted her to be my mother again like she used to
be. I knew she was in there somewhere. I hoped she could
hear me when I told her I loved her more than life itself.
Everyone in the hospice group and even some friends told me
to tell her it was okay to go. Just whisper in her ear and tell
her it is okay.
At the time it sounded insane to me. All I wanted was for
her to wake up and talk to me just one time. But all she
could do is look at me with a cold glazed look. No
expression what so ever. And sometimes when she heard
my voice she would let out a moaning sound that broke my
heart in half. If there could be a hell on earth this was it. I
was living right in the middle of it.
You are standing there pouring liquid into a tube inserted
into her stomach. You are putting morphine and
acetaminophen in her mouth. You are praying to God it is all
a dream.
Oh God let this be a dream. But it is not. It is real life and
you have to face it head on like it or not. I wanted to take
her place so bad.
All that she had done for all of us and to have to die like
this. It is not fair. I don't understand it and anyone that says
that they do is an idiot plain and simple. The last thing
anyone wants to hear at a time like that is "God has
everything in his hands". You really just need someone to
be quiet and listen. Just be there for you without lofty
advice. You just want someone to share your grief and deep
sorrow in that moment and time. I laid down beside her
those last few hours.
I kissed her on her forehead and cheek. I loved her with all
of my heart but it would not bring her back to me. It was
almost time now for her to go. The end of my world was
coming and somehow I had to deal with it. Her temperature
was 106 degrees Fahrenheit. Her bowels were moving
uncontrollably.
~~~ PAGE 53 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


Her eyes opened as we were cleaning her up. I screamed
"Mother go on to Heaven if you have to. I'll be there soon to
be with you. It is okay to go if you can." I held her as she took
her last little breath and she was gone. My mother was gone.
Oh God be with me and help me through this, Father. I put
her favorite stuffed animals on her chest and lay with her
for an hour or so. It didn't seem real. We cut a lock of her
beautiful hair to keep. I still sleep on the pillow she died on
every night and I will forever. May God be with you all in
times like this.

We are moving into a new age. A time of drastic change; a


time of turmoil like none have ever experienced before. We
must all become acutely aware of our surroundings. We
must learn new skills to navigate this complex and confusing
environment. We cannot and should not rely on the powers
that be to make our decisions for us and our children. We
must stand steadfast and firm in our commitment in
overcoming any and all forces that seek to destroy us as a
people, a nation, and a world we call earth.
This will require much study, research, training, and
education. It will demand that you, as a sovereign citizen of
the world, be ready to stand and fight. It will require
sacrifice and the willingness to die if necessary fighting for
the rights of your fellow citizen. Many have already given
their lives to protect what they knew to be true.
Most of you have already sold out to the dragon. You have
sold your soul and pawned your spirit to this massive
machine we call the new world order. The final hour is near.
The signs are in the air for those who have eyes.
You have been stripped of your rights. You have laid
yourself open to these abuses and now you must detach
yourself or die. Your cage is ready and waiting. They are
coming for you. You are the 99%. You are food for the
dragon.

~~~ PAGE 54 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT

LOOK BEHIND THE MASK


What if you could somehow look behind the mask? Deep
down into the dark places of those you encounter every day.
What would you see? What if they could see you -down,
dirty, naked, and bare. How would you handle that? Could
you handle that? Why do we hide ourselves? Why do we
pretend? Lies seem to work better. Less effort. Less
confusion. Play it safe or people will run away. They do not
want to know the real you.
What you see is what you get is a lie. I'm just me is a lie.
No agenda is a lie. We are all on a sales mission. We put on
the face. We dress up. We try to fit in. We strive to be a
part of the game, the flock, the group, the fad. We have
evolved into copy cats, mimicking birds of a feather,
creatures of the mass habit, slaves to conformity.
It is so easy to see those who just don't fit into our little box
of tricks. We avoid them like cancer. We hide ourselves from
these misfits. They do not walk the same clean,
comfortable, illusive path that we believe we are on. They
do not fit into the mold we think we were cut from. They
will not bend to the powers that be. The radical, the heretic,
the hippie, the anarchist, the anti-establishment, the
creative free thinker, the one with the purple hair.
This self constructed delusion. This shallow place keeps us
safe for the moment. It makes us feel good, special, even
enlightened. It enforces the concept of the I, the ME, the
ONE AND ONLY. It fuels the fire of hate, prejudice, and self
destruction.
All of the great prophets, teachers, and sages have taught
to love one another, to love thy neighbor as thyself. We are
our brother's keeper as hard as that may be to swallow. As
impossible as that may be to understand.
It is what we as a nation, as a people, as individuals must
do in order to save ourselves from the not so comfortable
state of sordid affairs. It is our insatiable love of self that
keeps us where we are.
~~~ PAGE 55 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT

It is our refusal to open our eyes


and see that we are interconnected, interwoven,
constructed of the same material, elements, parts, and
pieces. Its the illusion that pulls us off track. The we against
them thinking; black vs. white; white vs. red man; white vs.
Muslim; straight vs. homosexual; rich vs. poor; smart vs.
dumb; fat vs. skinny; and so and so on.
All of the problems we face as a nation today we caused
and continue causing. We control our destiny. Our fate is in
our hands. It is up to you and me to fix ourselves and the
rest will take care of itself.

In order to live and survive in the belly of the digital dragon


we must use our wit and wisdom. We must ban together to
create a new kind of community. Even a new way of living.
We must learn to trust those we have never met; work with
those we do not know; and believe in those based simply on
a digital imprint, an electromagnetic signal, a blip on
a screen. Yes, this is what it has come down to. This is how
it is. Conspiracy or not. It is what it is and we had better
learn to use it or it will kill us. It will devour us. It will
overpower us, enslave us, and leave us an empty shell with
nothing to show for it. We can't change the world. However,
we can change ourselves. Jesus said we could command the
wind, raise the dead, move mountains. He said to love thy
neighbor as thyself. He said ask and you shall receive. I
am asking you now to energize, empower yourself. Come
out of your shell, overcome your fears, develop your senses,
demand more of yourself and those around you.

KNOCK ON GOD'S DOOR


I knock and knock and knock
On Gods gigantic
door
~~~ PAGE 56 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


My knuckles all skinned and bloody
He must not love me anymore
I even stood out on the corner
In the hard pouring rain
I kicked and screamed and stomped my feet
I was in so much pain
I even took a bus down town
To the tallest building I could find
Screamed God help me
Im about to lose my mind
I even went around the world
Knocked on every single door
Sadly those inside said
God doesnt live here anymore
Id almost given up
Got home to try to clear my head
Only to find a note
Lying beside my bed
I knocked and knocked and knocked
As I have done so many times before
If only you were home my son
To open up the door
The time has come to take account
Of what all men have done
I have called out every soul
And you are the final one
I am sorry that you were out
The day that I came by
I hate to blow your mind my son
But you have been left behind

GOD

~~~ PAGE 57 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT

LIMITED POTENTIAL
Your potential is only limited by your definition of
reality.
Self control comes when you give up the need to
control others.
Live in the moment.
Quiet your mind.
The world can do without your analysis.
Open your heart and your mind to the universe.
It speaks to you with a still small voice.
You are becoming.
Everyone around you is becoming.
Nothing is everything and everything is nothing.
You hold the keys to countless futures.
Let the past be forgiven.
Live in the fullness of the present.
Tone down, tune up, harmonize, balance, be quiet,
synchronize, rest in the moment.
Dont be fooled by the illusion of life.
Your life is but a whisper in a time forgotten.
A precious moment.
A priceless treasure.
Death is at the door.

~~~ PAGE 58 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT

STIMULUS AND RESPONSE


There is not one thing in this world more important
than what happens between the stimulus and the
response. The key to life itself lies within that space.
For everything that ever is was or ever will be must
past through this vast and mostly unexplored territory
before entering the world as we know and see it. The
place between action and equal and opposite reaction.
The complex processing center of the brain where all
ideas, concepts, attitudes, and perceptions are filtered,
formulated, composed, and finally delivered to the not
so evolved response center.
This massive, complex, and highly structured control
center is responsible for every decision you make. It
determines how you live; where you live; who you live
with; and very possibly how long you live.
Gone unchecked this complex control center will
continue to operate with diabolical precision and
dominating force. It is the key operative in the
formulation of all past, present, and future events. It
alone determines who you are, where you are, why you
are, and ultimately what you are. Gone unchecked it
will be the master of every life decision you have made
or will ever make.
To override or reprogram this complex center of
sensory input is a daunting, if not impossible, task. One
that requires an almost complete reprogramming and
reorganization of one's current perception of reality.
You are a creature of habit and all of the habits
originate and have been formed in the space between
stimulus and response.
What makes us human is our ability to define reality in
our own terms based on multiple complex sensory
inputs coming in from the environment via site, sound,
smell, taste, and touch.
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All of this incoming data must
be processed inside the brain through encoding and
decoding. This encoding and decoding process is
influenced by many factors resulting in the final
response mechanism being triggered and hence this is
where conflict arises and distorted thinking begins. Your
outcome is only as good as your control over input.
The map that you have created in your mind is not any
way connected to the territory in your external
environment. Reality is a totally and completely
subjective and does not reflect the true nature of
space, time, matter, consciousness, and reality as
would be without the source or receiver of the stimulus.
We are bound by the physical world but we possess
qualities that are not physical in their origin. They
simply cannot be manifested without first passing
through the receiving organ we call the brain.
Our brains act as receiving stations or processing
centers for energies of unknown origins. The fact that
our brains are even capable of using this energy is a
phenomena not yet understood by science. The human brain is
the most complex assortment of energy and matter ever
formed in the world that we know.
The space between stimulus and response is the most
important and complex part of that process for it
determines of matter is only necessary because of
man's nature. He must shape his world into form that
can be perceived as meaningful and productive. The
space between stimulus and response is the final
determinate in that process. For every external event or
activity is based upon that mid-space process.
In order for one to reshape the environment one must
be empowered to go into that space between stimulus
and response to reshape and reorganize unproductive
patterns and connections that are and have been an
obstacle or deterrent to a healthy, happy, and
productive life. This control center is solid as a rock and
it is not easy to break into let alone change.
~~~ PAGE 60 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


The overwhelming need to change must be greater than the
old habits and behaviors that reside in the mid-space.
Extraordinary things begin to happen when you begin
to understand this concept and put it into action. You
will literally begin to reconstruct your world. Your
responses or actions will drastically change and
everyone will notice the difference. Some will not like
the new you. Some will hate the new you. But most will
love it.

Be kind and generous


Never play the blame game
Be mature and responsible or be by yourself
Never say never
Strive for understanding, harmony, and balance
Never be possessive and controlling
Stay away from possessive and controlling people
Never justify abuse; get away from it quick
Live life to the fullest, you may not be here tomorrow
Don't take each other for granted, treasure what you
have and strive to make it better and better
Be sincere in your communication, don't humor and
patronize, this will only lead to separation
Don't let your families come between you; tell them to
mind their own business
Don't call each other names unless they are pet names;
cursing each other will only end in failure
Never act like idiots in front of the kids
Don't use the kids as pawns in your dysfunctional
game; it will come back to haunt you later
~~~ PAGE 61 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


Don't live beyond your means; don't run your credit
cards through the roof
Save money; be financially responsible
Plan for your future now

THE TRUTH IS WHAT IT IS


The truth that hurts is the one that we know is right.
The one we hide our face from.
The one that keeps us awake at night.
The one that has been there all along.
It begs to be heard
Locked up in the dark corners of our mind
Surrounded by the I, me, it, they, them and we.
The truth, that all knowing, all seeing
Strange figment of the imagination.
The I Am, the Almighty, the one and only truth.
We cannot and will not touch it.
We will never know it or even be able to describe it.
It remains to be the only place that we can feel safe.
The truth, it hides in plain sight
Yet we pretend it is not there.
It moves the earth and keeps the planets in their orbit
Yet we refuse to acknowledge it.
It is the very essence of our being
The breath that gives us life.
~~~ PAGE 62 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT

The hand that reaches out to comfort us


In our time of need.
The soft voice in the dark that brings forth another day.
We study it, we deny it.
We analyze, contemplate, and ponder its mighty works.
All the while refusing to submit, to become one with
The I Am, the word, wisdom.
Just to be.
We are not the truth nor are we the way.
We did come from ourselves and cannot
Be sure we will live another day.
The truth it begs our attention.
It is now and ready, waiting and wanting.
When you set out on your journey to find it
You must stop and realize it is where you stand.
The air you breath, the ground you walk upon,
The bird in the air, the ocean breeze, the fire, the grass,
the trees.
The truth always and forever with us.
Ready to take us up in arms and hold us.
Ready to make the way straight.
When you arrive into her place
You will see nothing
You will hear nothing
You will feel nothing
~~~ PAGE 63 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


You will know nothing
For in her is everything
Which is the absolute, the void, the invisible made
whole
The beginning of the end
Past, present, future all in one
Now go and seek this JOY
This peace, this place
This incredible something that
We so humbly call the truth

CAUSE AND EFFECT


Cause and effect, have you ever stopped to think about it?
On the basic level its simple. Drop egg on floor, and egg
breaks. Hit glass with hammer, and glass breaks. Jump off
roof, and break leg. Insult wife at dinner party, and sleep on
couch. Spend more than you make, and go broke. Most
people can grasp these basic rules of cause and effect.
Now lets take it a little step further. What about a butterfly
flapping its wings in the jungle regions of Indonesia, and
affecting the outcome of a world leader election in the year
3031? Is it possible? I think it is possible.
Now that weve given our imaginations a little exercise, lets
get back to the here and now. As a conscious, thinking
person you make decisions or choices every second; some
good, and some bad. Each decision you make and follow
through on will affect not only that moment in time, but also
every other moment in time also. You cannot escape from
cause and effect, because you are a product of cause and
effect. Creation or existence = cause. Life or consciousness
= effect.
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When you are born you begin to experience the power of
cause and effect. As you grow older you begin to realize and
manipulate this wonderful phenomenon.
Jesus knew very well the power of cause and effect when
he said that you would not be tempted beyond your ability
to avoid the temptation. There would always be an escape
route available, if only you were able to realize it and act
upon it. It amazes me, how many supposedly intelligent
people blame the devil for their chronic bad behavior.
Some
people just like the pleasure they get from what they are
doing. Bad choice = bad behavior = bad affect or good
affect depending on how you look at it.
God endowed all of us, well almost all of us, with a brain
capable of judging massive computations, and encoding and
decoding a continuous stream of sensory data coming in
from all directions and at all levels. You are a part of a
system that operates in and around many other systems;
each system with its own multidimensional, multidirectional
processing capabilities. In order to be a successful operative
within this system you must have a basic understanding of
how it operates. Most humans operate at a very primitive
level. This is due in part to where they are located in these
complex social and intellectual systems.
At any one given moment in time, there are over six billion
people utilizing trillions of brain cell functions experiencing
an overload of external sensory stimulus to create what we
call reality. The thinking and processing capabilities of the
brain is awesome, not to mention incomprehensible.
Most people are out of control, because they really dont
understand how the brain works. They are kind of at the
mercy of what ever happens. They have machinery, but
they dont know how to operate it. People like them are
usually reactive, easy to make mad, closed minded,
temperamental, emotionally unbalanced, manic, spoiled,
hateful, unforgiving, destructive, double minded, and on up
to the extreme such as violent, psychopathic, and
sociopathic.
~~~ PAGE 65 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT

The whole of human creation could be looked at as one


massive machine or system with some parts functioning
perfectly well, some needing a little tune up, and still others
a major tune up. Jesus described the system as a tree with
branches, or a body with its many members. Whatever you
want to call it, you are a vital part of it. You can choose to
be a major liability or a major benefit; or carry your own
weight, or be someone elses baggage. On the right track or
the wrong track its up to you.
If you could only see and realize what a vital role you play.
If you could only believe that everything you do, say, think,
feel, and believe has a great affect on everyone and
everything around you. Most of your problems would cease.
If you need a tune up dont be afraid to ask for help. Dont
be afraid to reach out. I have helped many people by just
teaching them to calm down and be quiet.
If you think you need a tune up, then Proverbs is an
excellent book to
read. It will give you strength, hope, faith, and a new
beginning; if you believe it and act upon it. Remember
whatever you vividly imagine, ardently desire, and
enthusiastically act upon will come to pass.

HIND SITE 20/20


Love and cherish you mother and father forever.
Never disrespect your elders; I dont care how much
you disagree with them.
Always tell the truth no matter how much it hurts.
Avoid people and situations that put you in harms way.
~~~ PAGE 66 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


Never think it is cool to be like your friends, especially if
your friends are idiots.
Dont be a dope. It is better to be different than dead
or in jail.
Dont piss away your life running around with trouble
makers and dead heads.
If you are thinking about joining a gang or you are
already in one RIP.
If you have SEX on the brain, then REMEMBER there
are serious consequences to every thought or action.
Think before you act. Sex can be a dangerous game
that involves the lives of everyone around you. Dont
play if you cant pay the consequences.
Spend lots of quality time with your parents, even if
you have a love/hate relationship. One day you will be
glad you did.
Go to work as soon as you can and save some of your
money. The
earlier you start, the richer you will be.
Try to stay away from the alcohol as much as possible.
It is a dead end road.
Avoid arguments and confusion. Keep your head on,
stay cool, and stay calm. Let everyone else come apart
at the seams. Stay in the neutral zone. After its all over
you will be glad you did.
~~~ PAGE 67 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


If you think you are getting away with something you
probably shouldnt be.
Boys should always respect girls.
Girls should always respect boys that respect
themselves.
If you are going to be a follower, then dont follow
those who are going straight to jail.
Give respect and get respect. Its a two way street. You
get what you give.
What goes around comes around.
Keep cursing to a minimum. Only a fart for brains fills
their head with filthy and disrespectful words.

Have you ever stopped to think that those of us who


are mostly happy, healthy, somewhat safe and secure
are that way because we choose to be; and those that
are sad, frustrated, angry, depressed, and of ill health
might be that way because they choose to be. Choice is
a very powerful thing. The will to go on living, loving,
forgiving, and taking care of our physical, mental, and
spiritual well being is something to contemplate.

The choices we make everyday determine our destiny,


and our future. The people we associate with
determine the quality of our relationships.
Our skill and ability to communicate is dependent on
how we think and process information in our brains.
Our choices are based on our interpretation of our
environment.

~~~ PAGE 68 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT

COMMITTED INSTITUTION
We are committed to this institution called life
We are bound in this tribunal
This self made hell we call existence
We have imagined ourselves
We have created our own destruction
You tell me
I tell you
Your power
My power
Their power
Our power
It is all subjective, delusional, bullshit
Constructed formality
Social etiquette
Political correctness
Religious dogma
Denominated, proclaimed, exclamated, propagated,
inflated, overestimated
Consumed with self pity
Groping in the dark
Unforeseen demented minds eating each other up like
maggots on a corpse
Gagging at gnats and swallowing camels
Selling our souls to the corporate credit devils
Gobbling ghouls of government eating our brains from
the inside out
Dangling the carrot of media madness
Our minds twisted into degrading folly and all the while
proclaiming our great Christian heritage
Patriots raping nations all in the name of democracy
Overthrowing countries with our moral madness
Consumed with self righteous ideals
Maggots of made for T.V. movies out of mayhem
Where will it stop

~~~ PAGE 69 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT

Human beings are capable of anything.


What ever can happen almost certainly will over
time.
Whatever one vividly imagine, ardinently desire,
and enthusiastically acts upon will come to pass sooner
or later. A fool and his money are soon parted.

We live inside the illusion of time and space where


thoughts become things and things bring forth
thoughts, concepts, ideas, formulations, and
computations. The unexplained is where we come
from. The unknowable is who we are.

DEATH AND DYING


Death is a subject most people would rather not talk about.
Its a tough subject for most living conscious beings to grasp
except on a very basic level.
Television is full of death and dying both real and fiction.
Video games depict some of the most vicious and perverted
scenes of death and destruction. Yet when it boils right
down to it death is foreign to us all. It is something that
happens somewhere else to someone else.
Millions of people have died since the beginning of our
species. Thousands are dying as I write these words.
Millions more will die in the future and still each of us have
trouble seeing ourselves as dead.
We bury the dead. We burn the dead. We immortalize the
dead through cryogenic freezing. We spend exorbitant
amounts of money preserving and burying the dead. With
all this we still think death is something that happens to
someone else somewhere else.
Being a former paramedic and working around the funeral /
cremation business for thirty years or more.
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ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


I can tell you death is the business for the living and not the
deceased. The Bible says the dead know no more. They are
asleep.
When I worked at the funeral home I used to go into the
embalming room, or prep room as it is sometimes called,
and just stare at the dead bodies as if they were going to
wake up any minute and talk to me. If you look at a dead
persons chest long enough you can see them breath. Of
course it is an illusion. The brain cannot believe death. The
living cannot relate to this odd state of being.
Everyone should take death very seriously because it is
lurking around the corner to take you away. Death has no
respect of persons. It doesnt negotiate terms or time.
Death is the final destination. A one way trip to the
unknown.
Human beings love to be in command and control. They
love to call the shots. Competition is the name of the game
until death shows up at the door and tells you time is up.
The game is over. Lets go. Since the dawn of time people
have found ways to overcome their fear of death or at least
lighten its sting.
The concept of life after death is very soothing and
comforting. The belief that God has the whole world in his
hands helps us to approach death with a little less fear. But
still we wonder. We doubt. We contemplate. We tremble,
because we really dont know what awaits us on the other
side. If there is another side.
So many questions without answers. Where did God come
from? How long is eternity? Is there life on other planets?
Do we go to Hell if we are bad? If God is good then why
does he let so many bad things happen? Once saved,
always saved. Reincarnation, purgatory, agnostic, humanist,
atheist, Christian, Buddhist, Muslim, Satanic cults,
witchcraft. Religion with all its divisions and dogmas. It is all
very confusing and overwhelming to the open minded
observer because for every answer there is another
question. It is enough to drive some people over the edge.
~~~ PAGE 71 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


With all this said one thing is for sure. You are going to die.
Each and every one of you will face that final moment
alone. There will be no turning back. No second chance.
It is my firm belief that humanity is spinning out of control.
We have lost hope in ourselves and our country. We are a
nation pretending to have all the answers to the worlds
problems calling ourselves a super power while rotting from
the inside out with moral decay. A trillion dollar deficit and a
government that is dead set on destroying itself all in the
name of democracy.
I have had two heart attacks, been bitten by a copperhead
and two rattlesnakes, been run over by my own car, and Im
still here to write
these words. I have met death face to face and eye to eye.
I can tell you it was a life changing experience. It made me
think about how I treat people. It made me think about
love, my family, and my friends. It opened my eyes to a new
world. Facing death made me see just how important every
second of everyday is.
We have a chance to save ourselves from ourselves. We
have a chance to turn our lives around. We have a chance
to forgive and forget because death is coming.
You cannot and will not escape it. We must learn to lift each
other up. We must learn to respect each other. We must
learn that war is not the means to an end but the beginning
of the end.

Existence breeds competition from the molecular to


the universal. The big ones will always be eating
the little ones. The strong will devour the weak.
The wise will rule the ignorant. The rich will
overshadow the poor. This is called doing unto
others before they do unto you and it is what most
people do best whether they admit it or not. It is
very unfortunate I think that we have evolved into
such a dog eat dog world.
~~~ PAGE 72 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT

SELF EXPRESSION
We write to figure things out. To explore the world in
which we live. Writing is searching. We will never find
the answers in which we seek. For the answer only
brings us another question. Good writing always sparks
debate and challenges the imagination. It makes the
reader crave more.
Writing is an extension of one's experience and
perception. It is always trying to explain and define
itself. If one could only write what words cannot
express. Writing is limited to one dimension. It cannot
see itself in the mirror. It cannot talk back to us. It
stops at the end of the pen. What comes after it is not
a part of it. The same old thing that put it on will take it
off. The need to express. The need to define one's self
in this vast universe.
The pen, the keystroke, the color, the picture will all
end at the end of the pen. Ink that was once a star.
The very stuff we are made of now sits in front of me
begging to be heard and understood. Crying out for a
place in the game. Where will it go next? Who will take
it in and in what form?
A trillion years from now this very stuff will seek its
place where you and I once were. Traveling in that
great form and void. It will cry out to be heard and
someone somewhere will seek to define it and so be it.
We start all over again.

GOOD, BAD, UGLY


Good, bad, ugly, and different
Words for the same thing
You make it so on top of
The essence of reality
~~~ PAGE 73 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


You call it into being as
Being what it is or is not
Without you it would rest
I would not be what it became
Things, parts, pieces, places
They know not who or what they are
Until you give them name
Perception has left you wanting
Craving to see, to here, to feel
You came out of them
They toy with you
Invading the place where you stand
Living inside of you
More and more they come
Filling you up with sickness
They live inside your head
They are you, you are them
The man slave, the whore
The gobble monster
Beans, cookies, rice and milk
Santa Claus
The Easter bunny
The I AM
We, us and they
A construct, a manifestation
A priority
Time flies
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ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


Gotta go
Been there done that
You will not escape this mad reckoning
You are trapped on the wheel
The undercarriage of the way
Stop, Look, Listen
Theres more to come

We live in a time of great uncertainty. Our lives


have been turned upside down and inside out. We
have lost our ability to see beyond the outward
appearance of things. Families have been broken
apart; true friends are a rare find; and the road just
up ahead seems dark and dim. Like little fish out of
water we gasp for that last breath of fresh air. Like
cattle on the way to become food for the fast food
frenzy. We are blinded by our own lack of reason
and wisdom.

Grandma is sitting in that old rocking chair rubbing her


fingers back on forth on the arm. The smell of her house
was so "grandmaish" if you know what I mean. I spent a lot
of time with her. I felt so safe and warm, so loved. The
world outside did not exist -just me and grandma.
She would fixed me poached eggs and toast.
It was a meal fit for a king back then. She used to say
"breakfast is the main meal of the day". She dipped Garrett
Snuff and she used to always have just a little running down
the side of her mouth. There was something so godly about
her.

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She was so firm and orderly. She commanded respect


without ever opening her mouth. You just knew how to act
when she was there. I loved her so very much and I knew
she loved me. She did not tolerate any foolishness around
her. She could smell a lie a mile away. She lived such a
simple life. She never complained. She was perfect. If
Heaven is out there somewhere I can assure she is there.
Times were so much different then. The pace was slow and
easy. People actually sat and talked. We ate together as a
family. We watched TV together. We worked out what few
problems we had together. Everyone went to grandma for
answers. She just knew how to make everyone feel
welcome without trying. I think of her often sometimes. I
look at her picture and cry. Sometimes I wish she was here
just to hold me and tell me everything's going to be alright.
I am so glad she is not here to see all of this madness.
She served her purpose well. She lived a full life. She
touched so many lives in a special way. Her memory will live
on forever. My love for her only gets stronger every day
because what she stood for lives on inside of me.

LOVE YOU GRANDMA G

FRESH OFF THE NEWS WIRE - HUMAN POO IS OUR


MOST PRIZED RENEWABLE ENERGY RESOURCE.
PASSING GAS HAS BEEN FOUND TO RELEASE
MASSIVE AMOUNTS OF CO2 INTO THE
ATMOSPHERE. SCIENTISTS ARE WORKING ON A
PROJECT TO BRING IN ILLEGAL ALIENS AND HAVE THEM
FART IN A BIG TUBE TO GENERATE ELECTRICITY FOR
AMERICAN TOWNS AND CITIES.

~~~ PAGE 76 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT

JUST IN A 5TH GRADE STUDENT OF QUANTUM PHYSICS


HAS JUST DISCOVERED THAT THE UNIVERSE IS SIMPLY
AN ANT FARM FOR ALIEN CHILDREN. MORE TO COME
LATER.

POPULAR MISCONCEPTIONS
If I work harder, I'll earn more money.
If I have more money, then I won't have to work as hard.
Credit cards make life easier.
I'll never run up my credit card like some people do.
My kids are 'A' students. They will never get on drugs.
I'm better, because I'm smarter and good looking.
My job is secure. I'm indispensable. They would never fire me.
My relationship is solid as a rock.
I'm in complete control.
Pro drivers never have a wreck.
I'm one of the few people who can drink and drive.
I know the real story.
You can count on me.
Let me be completely honest with you.
I'll never tell anyone. Mum's the word.
Best friends are forever.
Diamonds are a girl's best friend.
We have an open relationship.
My spouse would never cheat on me.
Trust me it won't hurt a bit.
You may have already won.
Stay here. I'll be right back.
I could never lie to you. I love you.
I'll always be there for you.
Do it for me just this once. And I'll never ask again.
Trust me. It feels good, and you know I love you.
You're just like one of the family.
What do you mean? Do I know what I am doing? I could do
this
in my sleep.
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ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


I'm with the government and I am here to help you.
I was wrong. I'm sorry. I'll never do it again.
That dress makes you look so much thinner.
Just one more six pack isn't going to hurt anything.
Me, drunk. Are you kidding? I could drive blindfolded.
I'll pay the other money tomorrow.
Check is in the mail.
Stick with me and you will go places.
Money is power.
I don't have a racist bone in my body.
I just need a place to pad for a few days.
Come on. Spend the night. We don't have to do anything.
Come on. Don't be a chicken. How could we get caught?
Why not everyone else is doing it?
Live and let live.
Never say never.
I'm only going three blocks. How could I have a wreck?
Come on. Take one hit. It won't hurt you.
We're just going over to a friend's house.
But dad, all the other kids are doing it.
You know I'll bring back the change.
I promise I'll never hit you again.
You can trust me. I am your best friend.
It's only girls' night out. What could possibly go wrong?

GET OUT OF YOUR COMFORT ZONE


We get up in the morning. We brush our teeth, take a
shower, comb our hair, get dressed, eat breakfast, get
in our car, and head off to work. We do this every day.
Day in and day out. We live in our own little world that
is closed off and tucked away safely in our comfort
zones. We see people. We talk to people. We go out
with people but have very few, if any, friends. I mean
really good friends. People who would go to the mat for
us. People that would love us and forgive us no matter
what. We do not like to think about poverty, pain,
suffering, and hurt.
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ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT

We have closed ourselves off from those who really


need us. We have put up walls to guard us from things
we do not understand or cannot control.
We out dress each other. We out drive each other. We
try to out talk each other. We out spend each other. We
walk around with that false face. That pretend look. We
want everyone to believe everything is okay. We want
them to think we are cool and in control.
Almost everywhere you go people will say 'how are you
today' or 'what's up'. We all do it. 'Fine' you say,
'blessed' or 'never been better'. What has brought us to
this point where we have to put on an act just to fit
into the mold. How have we let ourselves become so
fake.
I'll tell you how. Because nobody really gives a damn
how you feel or what you think. Very few if any care
about your true feelings or emotions. They could care
less if you are almost homeless or starving to death.
Because everyone, or almost everyone, lives in their
own little comfortable world hidden behind a mountain
of bullshit, depression, worries, and woe and they do
not have the patience or capacity to add your problems
to their list.
We are a cold, hard, and calloused people. We have
lost the true meaning of love, forgiveness, kindness,
discernment, and empathy. We are slowly sinking into
the abyss of darkness and despair. Turning our backs
on each other seems to be easier than trying to help
each other.
Telling everyone you are okay when you are not has
become the norm. Those that do cry out for help lost in
the shuffle. The odd balls, nare do wells, drug addicts,
alcoholics, homeless, single hard working mothers with
children, mentally retarded, and the elderly all get told
'we will pray for you',
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'Jesus has a place for you', 'there is a reason for
everything', 'the poor will always be with us' and a
mountain of other bullshit. If it be true that a people
divided will fall then we have already fell.
Most of you are so well bunkered in to your comfort
zone that you cannot see the war that is raging all
around you. Even in your own families, communities,
towns, cities, and country. You have closed yourself off,
locked yourself away, and thrown away the key so that
any and all who may have need will have to break
down the door to get in.
Sure there are people out there who really care. Many
of you I'm sure go above and beyond the call of duty to
help others. But they are few and far between. They
can only do so much on limited resources.
Even the multi-billion dollar business of organized
religion should hang its head in shame for not
developing and implementing more critical outreach
and comprehensive assessment programs in the
communities they serve.
I saw a sign the other day in front of a church that said
'come on in and get your miracle'. It made me want to
throw up. Have we reduced the importance and
significance of miracles to letters on a marquee. Why
don't we roll up our sleeves and get out there and do
some work. And let God handle the miracles.
Churches need to expand their imagination and start
developing projects and programs that focus on human
development, education, and training. They need to put
their money where their mouth is. Yes, I know that
there are wonderful churches out there doing great
work and helping a multitude of people. But that is not
enough. We must do more. We must work harder, think
faster, plan together, and work to create a network of
support for those in need.
~~~ PAGE 80 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


We must get out of our comfort zones and see for
ourselves the war that is raging around us. We must
know that there are others like us who would take our
hands and form an unbreakable chain that would bind
us together and strengthen us in our mission and
sustain us in our time of need.

SEE MOST OF YOU ARE AFRAID TO ROCK THE


ILLUSIVE BOAT, YOU ARE AFRAID TO SHAKE FOLKS
OUT OF THE WONDERLAND THEY LIVE IN, THIS IS
THE ONLY WAY TO GET THE ATTENTION OF PEOPLE

Living, Loving, and Learning:


A strategic guide for the almost perfect
person
Learn to listen and respect what the other person is saying
Don't judge, ridicule, and dehumanize
Be understanding and forgiving
Be calm cool and collected
Don't jump to conclusions
No where to say "I'm sorry" and really mean it
Don't lie and cheat your way through any relationship
Be attentive to the other person's needs
Be kind and generous
Never play the blame game
Be mature and responsible or be by yourself
Never say never
Strive for understanding, harmony, and balance
Never be possessive and controlling
Stay away from possessive and controlling people
Never justify abuse; get away from it quick
Big mouths learn to shut up and listen
Know it alls learn how to humble yourselves
Never gossip and slander each other
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ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


Make each other giggle
Search for the little kid in each other
Don't try to outsmart each other
Don't smother each other
A little functional jealousy is o.k., but too much will
destroy the relationship
Learn to be friends
Know when to throw in the towel and quit
Having friends is healthy, don't belittle each others
friends, no matter how weird they might seem to you
Be honest about your feelings to each other
Life is short, make the best of every day
Be honest about sexual needs, never put anyone down
if they are having a problem with performance; that
only makes things worse
Live life to the fullest, you may not be here tomorrow
Don't take each other for granted, treasure what you
have and strive to make it better and better
Be sincere in your communication, don't humor and
patronize, this will only lead to separation
Don't let your families come between you; tell them to
mind their own business
Don't call each other names unless they are pet
names; cursing each other will only end in failure
Never act like idiots in front of the kids
Don't use the kids as pawns in your dysfunctional
game; it will come back to haunt you later
Don't live beyond your means; don't run your credit
cards through the roof
Save money; be financially responsible
Plan for your future now
Don't be secretive about money with each other; if you
have to do that then you should not be together in the
first place
Spend time with each other, quality time; go
somewhere and get away from it all, and everything
will still be there when you get back
Let your worries go, give them to God, seek the path
of peace, understanding, and balance
Don't overindulge in anything
Put your relationship first and your kids second;
this will keep you together, safe and secure
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ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


Don't try to change each other, concentrate on
changing yourself and everything else will fall
into place
you should not focus just on each other but look
out at the world and see all the splendor and
magic it is still there you are not the center of
anything
The human mind acting on its own begs to find a
position; begs to find a platform -reason, logic,
analysis. All of these things are destructive to the
human community if one does not understand how
they operate.
When we get up in the morning and go out and try to
sell things to people -this diet, that diet, this
philosophy, that philosophy, this idea, that idea, this
concept, and even brain farts. We should remember it
is not us doing the talking. We are slaves of electrochemical
guards, biological overseers, lords of the gray
mater. That is why the Buddha asked us to free
ourselves from this self constructed hell.

EYES WIDE OPEN


What if Jesus returned today? What would he say about the
condition of the majority of churches in our community? Are
we unified? Are we coordinated? Are we on track? Are we
doing the work the Lord wants us to do?
If you were asked to define the word 'church' what would
your definition be. A body, a group, a movement, an idea, a
culture, a mission, or an objective. My definition is all of the
above and more. I can better define what a church isn't
than what it is. Church is not infighting, gossip among
members and visitors, title grabbing, the 'look what I did'
syndrome, slander, 'holier than thou' attitude. It is not 'I
founded this and I founded that'.
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ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


It is not perfect attendance or overwhelming participation in
programs and activities.
Church should be a smooth running clock. A fine tuned
instrument. A drum that never misses a beat. A finely
coordinated symphony. It should have infinite capacity for
compassion, understanding, and forgiveness. It should
never run out of energy because it is burning at its core.
Each vessel within the system should burn with the desire to
give testimony to what God is doing and what he will
continue to do in the lives of all who put their trust in him.
We as a people must continually reassess our relationship
with God. We all fall way short of being that perfect
instrument. We find God in our pain, our suffering, and the
roller coaster ride of the flesh. God has not and will not turn
his back on us. He will not forsake us in our time of need.
He will deliver us from evil.
He will save us from the snare of the evil one. God's power
is always available. His mercy is overflowing. His capacity to
love us in our flesh is endless.
The major problem in church today is we are all trying to
out do each other. We are like little kids trying to win the
teacher's respect. We are like boy scouts working for a merit
badge. We are in competition with each other instead of
unity. Church has become a part of the worldly machine. It
has become capital driven. It is all about the money 'show
me the money'. It is called organized religion.
In the real sense of the word 'Church' has nothing what so
ever to do with organized religion. Organized religion is a
man made concept full of counterfeit deception, smoke and
mirror games, and hypocrisy on a grand scale.
It has been the downfall of countless ministries all over the
world. What many preachers, evangelists, and teachers
don't realize is that it is the quality of the group and not the
quantity that makes the difference in the effectiveness of
the ministry.

~~~ PAGE 84 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


I agree with many preachers that I have talked
to that say they had rather have ten seasoned bible
believing God fearing people on Sunday morning than one
hundred that are clueless as to the church's mission and
calling.
You have to be careful when you decide to grow the church.
Everyone needs to be ready to take on the world so to
speak. The main body of believers has to be in agreement
and of one accord as to the benefits and liabilities of such
an endeavor.
Something that has always astounded me are the countless
denominations that make up the Christian church. Each one
of these groups seem to have figured out a way to alter the
gospel just enough to fit into the way they think the whole
thing should work. Some are even 'my way or the highway'
churches.
Some will ostracize you if you were far from what they think
is perfect . Some are so puffed up and self fulfilled that I
don't think they would know Jesus is they saw him standing
on the corner.
How many people or should I say professing Christians
really know the nature of God or have a real tangible sense
of connection with him. God is not like a magic genie in a
bottle who you can call on and make wishes when things
aren't going your way. God is an all inclusive, omnipotent
power that is like a mighty flowing river. Its course cannot
and will not be altered or manipulated in any way or by
anyone.
In order to make the full connection with God first you have
to turn the power over to him. You have to let go of the
steering wheel. Then move over and let him do the driving.
That doesn't mean you have to give up your intellect,
reason, or judgment as some think.
Christians are not robots or puppets on a string. They are
free moral agents created by God. We have freedom of
choice. We have the power to choose right from wrong. We
can do go or bad.
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ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


It is completely up to you and you alone. You are stuck with
you. Good, bad, or indifferent. The only thing that separates
humans from animals is self awareness or the ability to
know thyself. It is a scary thought to be able to think to be
able to think about thinking. To contemplate who we are,
where we are, and what we are. It is an awesome concept
and to me completely incomprehensible. Yet here I am able
to talk about it, think about it, and write about it.
God is awesome. Existence and consciousness make my
head spin. Go figure.

OPEN HEARTS
Let us open our hearts to you Lord
Let us proclaim our love for you
Let us fellowship together
Let us forgive one another our sins
As you have forgiven us
May our every thought be of you
Our daily walk be with you
Our every deed for you
May we think of you coming in and going out
May our life be a reflection of you
Our death a connection to you
Let us be consumed with your love
Pardoned by your mercy
Humbled by your grace
Teach us oh Lord not to be hurt by each other
May we learn to lift each other up
As you have lifted us
May we learn to seek wisdom as she cries
In the streets of our fallen city
May we learn to help one another in time of need
Help us not to judge one another least
We be judged also by you

~~~ PAGE 86 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


A middle eastern Tao Master was once asked by a student,
Master where is the way. His reply, In the dung and the
piss. The meaning of this profound statement is that we
do not have to look very to find what it is that ties us all
together. We do not have to look way out there to
contemplate the marvelous works by which we have come
into being.
God is not found in lofty ideals and high places. The way is
found everywhere and at the same time is nothing. God is
not something out there.
God is not something or someone separate from ourselves.
Everything is one and one is everything. We are eternal
creatures. Our existence is forever and eternal.
Energy and matter can only be transformed. Space and
time are illusion. We move from time and space into the
void of the unknown. We do not die we . We simply
dissolve or transform.
We cannot know the future because we are living in it. The
past is a quantum level exercise. The present is a
combination of elements and variables not yet understood.
To be is better than to know. Words cannot express the
wonders in our head. Language can or never will do justice
to what is beyond our ability to understand. One must
learn to unknow, to unlearn. To be quiet. To just be.

Many of you have been intrigued, in awe, and confused


about constructed reality and what I call the process. It
starts when you wake up in the morning.
You begin to process, bring to the surface, and think about
previous sensory input. These chemical keys fall into their
slots and open the door to this memory or these memories
which give you a sense of where you were the day before
you went to sleep. The senses begin to act when you open
your eyes and become aroused for the new day. Your
senses begin to act and interact with new sensory data
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ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


coming in and connecting with the old data from the
previous day. WITHOUT THIS PROCESS you would be
considered a patient with Dementia or Alzheimers. The
interesting thing here is that both seemingly normal and
abnormal (Alzheimers) brains are acting out the process
just with different outcomes of constructed reality.

POISON PUSHERS
Did you hear about so and so going out with so and
so? And what about you know who doing you what
with you know who over at whatchamacallits?
Are you a gossip, a tale barer, tattletale? Are you the
kind of person that can't wait to get home and spill
the beans? I hope not, because if you are it would be
better that a rope be placed around your neck and you
be tossed into the deepest river to float down stream
where the garbage ends up.
Our community is full of these poison pushing busy
bodies peddling their unproven innuendo in every
crack and crevice. Their lies multiply like rats in the
sewer. They leave in their wake the dead and broken
lives of those who never had a chance to tell the truth.
When I meet someone I think might be a friend, and
before I go any further in the relationship. The first
thing I do is check out them to see if they gossip. If
they do I can cross them off my list. Because if they
gossip, tell lies, or make up stories about other
people.
They will make up stories about me. I would rather
run around and associate with drug addicts, drunks,
bums, swindlers, and scoundrels, than with gossips.
Because people that make up stories about other
people or even listen to crap about other people are in
my book under the lowest form of life.

~~~ PAGE 88 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


If you want to get along with people and make some
really good friends; then don't gossip, unless it's to tell
the gossiper to put a lid on it and crawl back into the
sewer where they came from. If you don't have
anything good to say about anyone, then it's better to
say nothing at all.
Now I know all of you blabbermouths out there can't
wait to go tell someone what I said about such and
such, and so and so. But before you go, just
remember one thing. Next time they may be talking
about you.

our purpose is to find reason, our reason is to find


purpose, our goal is to find each other in ourselves,
our plans will not be fruitful if they are not for the
good of all, if it cannot be shared it is not worth
having,if not earned it is of no use, if not passed on it
is forever lost, true self worth comes from outside not
from within , it is a reflection of deeds done, a
confirmation of bonded souls, in our rush to know we
asked where could I be, where should I be, the
answer to this is right where you are, in this moment,
very present, in perfect form, to be less or more is a
clever trick of the senses, to be even right or wrong is
but folly, to act out of and above your present level of
understanding is the fools game, to not forgive gives
complete power to the unforgiven, to strike the
innocent is to dig you a pit, to judge is not good, to
bring truth to light is for the good of all,
the best thing in life is to help those who help
themselves, if someone is hurting go to them and stay
there, do not be easy removed, walk across the sea
for a friend in need, hide yourselves from the users,
seek out those who are wise in the game of life, stay
near to them that they might protect you when the
walls come tumbling down around you, learn to listen,
I mean really listen to those who have understanding
beyond this earthly realm.

~~~ PAGE 89 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT

WHAT IF?
What if we are an extension of God's imagination? If
he stopped thinking about us time and space as we
know it would cease to exist.
What if we are God's parts and pieces making up
God's mind and thoughts?
What if we do not exist at all except in our mind?
What if we are a two or three second dream God is
having?
What if we created God even though we don't even
exist in the way we think we do.
What if eternity is now and forever is yesterday?
What if eternity is past, present, and future all
wrapped up into the same moment, as some scientists
theorize.
What happens if you take time and space out of the
equation.
What if God has a God and so on and so on and so
on?
What if the whole universe is only the size of an atom?
Then what is outside the atom.
What if death was the end?
What if God created us and just left us here to fend
for ourselves?
What if prayer was just wishful thinking?
What if God just came down to earth from wherever
he, she, or it is and explained everything to us? Do
you think our small brains could handle such a thing?

~~~ PAGE 90 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


RUBBER NECKERS
You are cruising down the highway at seventy miles per
hour and all of a sudden traffic starts to slow down and
before you know it comes to a complete halt. You are
sitting there with a thousand tail lights in your face and
you are late for work. You panic. Your first thought is to
jump on the service road and haul but. Now you start to
get really mad. Traffic hasn't moved in ten minutes. You
turn on the radio and low and behold it is a major accident
just up ahead involving an eighteen wheeler and two other
cars. The big rig is overturned and one of the cars is on
fire. The big rig could be carrying dangerous, hazardous
materials. Now what do you do? Unfortunately most of us
can't wait to see the fire, the tragedy, the chaos, and the
dead bodies, the injured people lying on the side of the
highway. In some sick way it is almost like a reward for
having to wait for being inconvenienced.
The closer we get to the scene the more excited we get.
Our pulse is rapid. Our eyes bulging over the steering
wheel. We can now see the fire trucks. There is a
helicopter over head. Smoke from the burning car fills the
air. That moment of insanity has come upon us. We are
getting closer and closer.
We want to see it all. The police are diverting people away
from the accident. By now we have forgotten all about
work along with everyone else in front and in back of us.
We just want to get a glimpse of the burning car, bodies
lying by the side of the road. The people trapped inside.
The broken glass and crushed metal. What is it that causes
us to want to see, touch, feel, smell, and experience other
people's misery, pain, and suffering?
Would any of us admit that this is the most primitive side
of us? The monster that lurks inside all of us. The most
human part of us. For a brief moment we can feel our raw,
rotten, unbridled, human nature. For most of us would say
we are just curious' or some might say anyone would
want to know what is going on it is human nature'. I say it
is our uncivilized, raw, blood thirsty, voyeuristic side that
most keep well hidden deep within themselves. It is true
that most people live very mundane boring lives doing the
same old thing day in and day out.
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ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT


Micro mechanical parts in the machine we call life. Creatures
of habit. Slaves to the system. But is this our true nature. I
don't think so.
We have been programmed over time to act civilized (the
key word is act). We have created laws to protect
ourselves from ourselves. We are our own worst enemy.
The only thing we have to fear is ourselves. I believe we
are over civilized. Most of us have built thick walls around
us to hide the real nature of ourselves. We all try to out
pretend each other. When I hear someone say just be
yourself'. I think you should strip off naked and start
scratching and sniffing that person's armpit. This may
sound kind of extreme but I believe this kind of behavior
lurks in everyone everywhere.
What is self anyway? It is learned behavior. It is
environmental programming. It is behavior based on the
current norm. You are a product of what people think you
should be and not who you really are. And in my opinion
this is what causes neurosis and other mental illnesses.
Why do we gag at the gnats and swallow camels? Why do
we deny and scoff at our true nature? What are we afraid
of? The sin within.
We are like the moth flying blindly into the flame. We try
so hard to be civilized. We try to fit in. We wear that public
face. We hide behind the norm. But who are we really.
What are we really. Why do most of us pretend to be so
special and civilized. What would the world be like if there
were no laws, no restrictions, no boundaries, no jails, no
prisons, no police, and no protection? What if everyone
could see everyone for who they really are and what they
really think? What if the real you came out and stayed out?
What would the world be like? For one thing there would
be no more rubber necking.

~~~ PAGE 92 ~~~

ANTHOLOGY OF M.E.M. ~~ KILER DAVENPORT

REARVIEW MIRROR (RETROSPECT)


When I look in my rear view mirror
It sends chills up my spine
I look at all the years gone by
It all seems just a waste of time
A life made up of memories passing one by one
And still I feel like I have accomplished
Absolutely nothing when the day is done
I used to have such big ideas
I would work and work all day
And now I am just content to sit
And not have much to say
I could go back and do it all again
There is one thing I know for sure
Id lock the door and throw away the key
On some places that I have been
Ive done some things I really regret
Things Im really sorry for
There seems to be no reason why
Ive traveled quite this far
One day when Im old and gray
And that final hour comes
I hope the Lord forgives me
For the worldly deeds Ive done
If only I knew then what I know now
There is so many things that I would change
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But on the other hand I think its good


My life had some suffering and pain
As Ive gotten a little older
The good times far out weigh the bad
All said and done Im happy with the life Ive had
But from now on when I look in that rear view
mirror
Im gonna thank my lucky stars
That I was in the back seat
And God was drivin the car.

~~~ PAGE 94 ~~~