WOODY HARRELSON'S POEM ON TODAY’S HUMANITY June 2014 I sometimes feel like an alien creature for which there is no earthly explanation. Sure I have human form, walking erect with opposing digits, but my mind is upside down. I feel like a run on sentence in a punctuation crazy world. And I see the world around me like a mad collective dream. An endless stream of people move like ants on the freeway, cell phones, P.C.'s and digital displays. In money we trust, we’ll find happiness, Prevailing attitude, Like a genetically modified, irradiated Big Mac that somehow is symbolic of food. Morality is legislated, prisons overpopulated, religion is incorporated, The profit motive has permeated all activity. We pay our government to let us park on the street. And war is the biggest money maker of all. We all know missile envy only comes from being small. Politicians and prostitutes are comfortable together, I wonder if they talk about the strange change in the weather. This government was founded by, of and for the people. But everybody feels it like a giant open sore, They don't represent us anymore. And blaming the President for the country’s woes is like yelling at a puppet for the way it sings. Who's the man behind the curtain, pulling the strings? A billion people sitting watching their T.V. in the room that they call "Living". But as for me, I see living is Loving. And since there is no Loving room, I sit on the grass under a tree, dreaming of the way things used to be. Pre Industrial Revolution. Which of course was before the rivers and oceans and skies were polluted, Before Parkinsons and Mad Cows and all the convoluted cacophony of bad ideas like skyscrapers and tree paper and earth rapers like Monsanto and Dupont had their way as they continue to the day. This was pre US.* Back when the Buffalo roamed and the Indians home was the forest and God was nature and heaven was here and now. Can you imagine clean water, food and air, living in community with animals and people who care? Do you dare to feel responsible for every dollar you lay down? You gonna make the rich man richer? Or are you gonna stand your ground? You say want a revolution, a communal evolution, to be a part of the solution. Maybe I’ll be seeing you around. * I don’t know how Woody Harrelson means the word “us” here? Of course he means it in the meaning of “we”. But at the same time he might also  mean it with capitals “US”, because that is the way the United States is abbreviated this day, without the punctuation. In fact the same goes for the European Union), mostly spelled as EU, and “eu” is the Romanian word for “I”. Up