Wednesday, February 17, 2010

No miracles in the Vatican, no smoke no mirrors!

What were they expecting those that were expecting?
Was it wondrous words and miracle cures,
was it the second coming,
was it a morsel of truth,
even an utterance of bewilderment and confusion,
Why did they go there in the first place,
and why did we follow,
if only through the eyes and ears of the media,
the biggest devil of them all.
Whose side is who on?
Who pays the fiddler not to play the tune,
All we have we hold,
best not to give our sorrows, our traumas, our betrayals,
into the hands of those who trespass against us in the first place.
Are we back doing the same thing, trusting in the untrustworthy.
Somewhere in our past somebody mis-nurtured us,
entangled us in a screaming traumatic co-dependency,
you hurt me you bastard, now unhurt me.

He who looks to Rome, should turn the other cheek,
and keep turning, there is nothing in Rome except Italians.
Two States in a state. One in denial.
Give a guess which one that is.
keep guessing its as good as any job,
we're good at guessing, here in Ireland.
We guess our way out of most things.

So back to the Bishops and the Pope
and the press statements and the press briefings
and the media frenzy and all the hysteria
and wrecklessness and hopelessness
and hope that something would be said
that was said in the beginning, that was the word.
and the word was 'love' and we betrayed that love
and in betraying that love we betrayed that God,
that God, that we call, the one true God,
The God of all,
and we ourselves as bishops and pope became a cult,
like the other cults.
self-centred, and self-protected above all, for our own greater glory.

Hurt thrives when its unowned, when its unloved, uncared for,
it roams aimlessly in a modern contemporary purgatory,
branded and labeled like a cheap product in a 50cent shop,
We must turn our faces away, turn our thoughts to a quietness,
from the flashing bulbs and the roaming hungry cameras,
from the Newsflash breaking stories,
we must turn to our own lives, to our own truth and to what happened.
To what really took place,
and thats really still in place.
That this Church and this State indemnified each other against any liability or wrong doing and in doing so cemented the lie, secured a denial, delivered the slap in the face to end all slaps in the face.
So the visit to Rome is like the sexed up document, the weapon of mass destruction, its part of the 'big lie' that we all want to hear, somethings happening, when nothing is happening,
nothings changing,
all is the same,
I hear a Bishop saying to another Bishops ear " they're looking at us, they're listening to us, they're expecting, they're back believing, we have them by the bollicks, they're feeding from our hands, like the ducks in the green"
its mesmerising what an economy class to Rome can do for the Catholic Church and its Bishops.

As the old saying goes, the cheque is in the post,
and so is change
The best thing you can do
is don't engage at all with anything to do with the Church of the Catholic faith
until you see that real Faith which is about change.

See the difference,
Do the difference,
Notice the change.

City Limits, Red sails in the sunset...

Tomorrow in DCC the traffic policy group debate and discuss the issues arising around the 30km speed limit. Its important for this city and its future that there is no about turn on this vitally important milestone in Dublin city. For too long we have put up with the 'battle field' that is our roadways. Just as people are entitled to the enjoyment of their car and the road, so too is the pedestrian and cyclists and citizens/visitors alike. Speed is a choice not a necessity, certainly the speed junkies out there are suffering withdrawal symptoms. We can't continue to feed this habit by lifting the speed restriction. A day at a time, a traffic light at a time and we can all enjoy the City once more. No 'U" turn on the 30km! Come out and support the effort tomorrow ring the bell on your bike, wear your speedos! get your best cycling or rambling outfit on...gear down into stroll mood, get into the swing of things in the unthreatening atmosphere of the 30km zone. If you wanna get there fast you better slow down, the quickest place of all, the most immediate place is the present.

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Padded Cell and Other Stories

Just to let you know that the show at 'adifferentkettleoffishaltogether' art space on 18 Ormond Quay has now been extended until mid March. Below is a link for last nights interview with Vincent Woods on the Arts Show.

Monday, February 1, 2010

Be a candidate, be a contender.....

Theres so much coming in these days that its hard to decipher it all. What I can say is this it is my belief that we are allowing ourselves to be hoodwinked on all matters concerning this State. Where is the voice of people? Where is the real opposition? One of the most telling things of recent times was the debate around the inquiry into the banking scandal. Interesting that all of the opposition were against the terms of reference of this inquiry. Yet those very same references were used for the Murphy and Ryan reports into Clerical abuse and not a murmur out of them. Because both these inquiries are a peculiar form of official 'whitewash'. Bishops heads may have rolled on account of the Murphy report nobody rolled for the inquiry into residential institutions. These 'boyos' and 'girlos' are still in the business of containing the whole of the Irish people on the Island of Ireland and not letting anything break out and move us on are we to continue to be inward looking? Are we to continue to listen to those who do not speak the truth? Are we destined to remain entangled, co-dependent, rudderless, mass of screaming howling humanity?
Everybody should now consider themselves a candidate in the Mayor elections. It is not that expensive to be a candidate, to be a contender, to be somebody. The more of us in the ring with them, the less chance they have to practice their containment of us. Individually it is your call. Up to you to stand up and honour yourself in doing so you encourage us all and we are willing to break the chains that bind us.