Redemptrix

A young woman weeps
Celestial Madonna
The mother of faith

A mother’s tears fall
The young woman is pregnant
Madonna alone

Madonna crying
A mother grieves in darkness
Young woman with child

A young woman wails
The Madonna becoming
The mother of hope

Mother is moaning
A young woman hides her pain
Madonna of life

Madonna of groans
The mother’s dreams crash in waves
The young woman’s fate

Young woman rising
Madonna of dust and sand
The loving mother

Mother of the wind
A young woman praying, Ru’ha
The blind Madonna

Madonna breathing
Mother whispers to her child
The young woman speaks
She is the stranger
The girl is an alien
Her child illegal

She has no recourse
No standing before the law
They are refugees

The mother and child
Our salvation is with them
In being with them

Emergence 3.0 – Section Three, Earth; Part Nineteen, Consciousness; Chapter Three, Mother

Emergence 3.0
A Novel – In One Page Per Day
Day 136, May 16th, 2018

Chapter Three: Mother

There is a brief period of time for every mammal, when they are in the warmth and dark of the womb, a short time when they are one with another, their mother.

It is a time of total dependency.

Two hearts beating in the same body, sharing the same flow of blood, and air. They are in a state of complete synergy.

The father contributes a piece of the code for the formation of the new being, but that is it, an influence on the design.

The mother gives the child everything.

This does not end at birth.

The child travels with the mother in the warmth and dark of the womb for nine month, genesis, formation and growth.

It learns the low tone of the mother’s voice, her rhythm of speaking, of moving, of singing.

This does not end with birth.

The newborn infant takes all of its sustenance, either from the mother’s breast, or from the mother’s hand.

The child travels with her everywhere, or desires to. There is no place safer than to be placed against her flesh, in the blanket of her scent, to feel her voice resonate through her body.

Everyone else in the world is an alien, potentially hostile, a threat…except for mother.

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Becoming

This day, a new birth
Alive and in sensation
The dawn breaks, I am

This new miracle
The translation of being
Metamorphosis

This love is a gift
Beatified, a vision
Sacred as God’s trust

Elated to be
Released from the uterus
Awake in the light

Revealing this day
The world beyond the cloister
Unattached and free

Alive and breathing
A being in relationship
A miracle of love

In touch with the world
My mother awakens me
The air is cold, sharp

My heart is pounding
A gift from the goddess, love
Life in the spirit

Mercy

Goddess of mercy
Come comfort me, hear my plea
To be whole and well

Sister, full of grace
Gentle sister, mend my heart
Mend the ruptured seal

Oh joy of Heaven
Drain the ocean of my pain
Wash me in your light

Compassionate one
Lead me to the perfect life
With your touch, lift me

Virgin, come take me
Stay this flow of blood, anguish
Set my past on fire

Mother, have mercy
Lead me to the starry field
Mother hear my prayer

Crone, I am nothing
Lead from the walk of time
Free me from the world

Propitiation

Mother, ancient-one

Mother, goddess of the field

We plead for mercy

 

Mother, ancient-one

We need you, spare your children

Misery and doom

 

My prayer is a plea

How much blood do you require?

Flesh, the human feast

 

Mother forgive us

Virgin Mother, goddess, light

Winged crone, darkest night

 

Faith, I pray to you

Fidelity, I offer

Giving you my life

 

Flesh to bless my flesh

Spare us from the darkest death

Wash the earth in blood

Memorial Day

Memorial Day is a day set aside for reflection. It is meant for us to honor our fallen dead.

 

The meaning of this day has changed much since its founding. At its inception, it was meant to honor our African American soldiers, both the soldiers born-free and the former slaves who gave their lives, men and women, mothers and fathers, sons and daughters who gave everything they had, to keep the union whole.

 

They died for an America which they only dreamed could exist. They died for these United States, for this reality, an America that is still in a state of becoming.

 

They died for us, for good or ill, they died for us.

 

We have yet to repay them, to fulfill their hopes for the America they dreamt of; America, daughter of liberty, of truth, and justice.

 

We honor our dead on this day; our soldiers and sailors and airmen, our police and firefighters; we honor them. We honor all of our citizens who spent their lives, who give their days to public service; we honor our doctors and nurses and teachers, the good works of our ordinary citizens, of our friends and neighbors, we honor everyone’s sacrifices; known and unknown, and those yet to come.

 

This year we must honor two men who gave their lives, just days ago, on a train in Portland, Oregon. The stood up to man who was berating two Muslim women. The man turned and attacked them with a knife, killing them before he fled.

 

We must honor them, and their sacrifice, they died upholding our most cherished values, that recognition that we are one people come from many nations, and that we each come into the world with the absolute right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.

 

On this day of all days, do not make the mistake of thinking that it is our service women and men who keep us free. It has been at least sixty years since America faced an “existential” threat from a foreign power.

 

We do not face such a threat right now; not from ISIS, not from North Korea, not from Russia, not from anywhere.

 

The real threat we face is from ourselves, from our ignorance, and from our fear, the mind killer, the little death that brings total obliteration, we must face that fear and confront it.

 

It is we, and we alone, who can protect us from ourselves.

 

Our own apathy, our prejudice, and our hatred, these are more dangerous forces aligned against us, against our freedom. They are more deadly than any power in the world.

 

To honor our fallen dead, you must do your part to keep us free. You must participate in our democracy.

 

Vote, stay informed, organize, build alliances, and collaborate.

 

Our collective failure has placed a criminal, autocratic, demagogue in the White House, allowed the Supreme Court to state that corporations are to be treated as people, and money regarded as free speech, while those same justices have told ordinary American’s that the right to free speech does not include the right to be heard, and that the right to vote does not include the guarantee that your vote will be counted.

 

This rank cynicism is more dangerous to our freedom than any rag tag group of militants half way around the world, more dangerous than immigrants looking across our borders, looking to us for a better way of life, as my own forebears did when they came here.

 

Honor our fallen dead. Not with cards and flowers and barbeques (but do those things because they are good), honor them by standing up to racism and bigotry, to religious zealotry and corporate greed, to scientific ignorance and xenophobia, and corruption in our public officials, in our highest offices.

 

Honor them by participating in our public discourse. Do not lose heart, and do not give up.

 

We must rebuild America, reform our institutions, for the sake of Americans and our future generations. We must take responsibility for your own freedom.

 

Honor the fallen, in this way.

 

Jay P. Botten, Veteran, U.S.N., Hospital Corps, 1990 – 1994

 

Given 1st 2015.05.25, Revised 2016.05.31

Revised 2017.05.29

Emergence, In Fifty-five Words – Section Three, Earth; Part Nineteen, Consciousness, Collected Chapters

 

 

Emergence 2.0

A Novel – In 55 Words a Day

Day 143, May 14th, 2017

 

Chapter One: Self

 

Birth is concrescence, the coalescence of matter organizing into form. It is the quest of consciousness, the cognizant being emerging independent, and alone.

 

Each instance of birth is the beginning of a series of reflections given by the universe, on itself. The relative length of those reflections is not germane.

 

The bare witness is enough.

 

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A Novel – In 55 Words a Day

Day 135, May 15th, 2017

 

Chapter Two: Other

 

The human, homo sapient sapient, like every other organic being, is beset with the inherent biases of the animal brain.

 

The glands of the brain pump chemicals into the liquid consciousness of the neural net.

 

It is fearful, concerned with only the most basic things; pleasure, pain, fear.

 

It regards every other creature as threat.

 

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A Novel – In 55 Words a Day

Day 136, May 16th, 2017

 

Chapter Three: Mother

 

There is a brief period of time for every mammal, when they are safe in the warmth and dark of the womb, a short time when they are one with another, their mother.

 

Two hearts beating in the same body, sharing the same flow of blood, air, they are in a state of complete co-dependence.

 

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Day 137, May 17th, 2017

 

Chapter Four: Father

 

Stranger, protector, arbiter of conflict, a father is the first person the child seeks to bond with after separating from the mother.

 

The child seeks to connect with, to understand, to contend with, and to please the father. The ways in which their relationship develops determines virtually everything about who the child will ultimately become.

 

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Day 138, May 18th, 2017

 

Chapter Five: Siblings

 

Sisters and brothers, for most human beings these are the first people with whom they will share a common bond, and also compete with.

 

You identify with them, discover betrayal, experience them as a threat, and learn from them both how to love, and to forgive.

 

The human capacity for empathy is refined through them.

 

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Day 139, May 19th, 2017

 

Chapter Six: Family

 

The family becomes an extension of self.

 

The human being will begin to see its well-being as synonymous with their own. Without regard for the hurts, and the minor competitions that ensued while growing together, we protect those closest to us with ferocity equal to our own drive for safety.

 

Blood, family, it binds us.

 

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Day 140, May 20th, 2017

 

Chapter Seven: Other Self

 

As we become self-aware we struggle with fear, fear lodged deep within the limbic system of our “reptilian” brains.

 

We come into the knowledge of self, fearing any, and all others, accept kin.

 

It is through kinship, relating to those who we believe share our deepest interests, that we learn to see strangers as other-selves.

 

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Emergence 2.0

Section Three, Earth

 

Part Nineteen, Consciousness

 

Collected Chapters

 

01 Self

02 Other

03 Mother

04 Father

05 Siblings

06 Family

07 Other Self

 

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