11.11.14



Sagan

Say it again (the phrase always ticked in his head when he thought of his name)

Sagan   Carl  Sagan
  
                     he reminded him this morning of the nauseous clusterfuck he was a part of
because being an American meant youre infected by the other American despite your 
virulent objections to their slim majority platform  continuing into this midterm Election
when more than half of Americans werent inclined to be counted  possibly not wanting
to be party to its dismal politics

and yet our dismal politics and its parallel universe are adored by one half of our two-party system
because their deliberate corruption   --   for Now   --   is working to their benefit

They see our elections as WINs and LOSTs   US vs THEM   and negate any longview and
are unaffected that their inspired civil war diminishes the country   divides it

because as long as their perceived piece of the pie is larger
                                                                                               They dont care

America is for their kind of Americans alone  their kind of Crusades



the jump from Sagan to politics isnt really large or odd when considering Sagans 
enormous intellect reasoning and presence were swept from the table when he died
like toasted bread crumbs off a gingham patterned tablecloth

and if such a strong reliable presence could be diminished by death

what is to be made of the rest of us
                                                              who may be nothing more than occupants

who  distinctly  will not provide either intellect or reasoning or presence  and yet see                   
these attributes  mistakenly  melded into some believed crucible of online presence
failing to recognise that their faint flickering Light  would not be 
if the tentative plug were slipped

without Machines Sagan will still be remembered 
 
could they really tout that of themselves
when electric marquees arent seen when their lights go out
                                                                     and their toasted bread crumbs
probably wont be swept up by Anyone

because Anyone is going to be too busy fending for themselves for housekeeping  and their
crumbs will go stale and blend with the dust and mite mosaic scattered

Everywhere



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