torrential downpours in your polluted mega cities of degeneration and perennially crumbling concrete

windshield whipers can't go fast enough
to keep your smut off my face
its probably my fault
for keeping my eyes n ears so wide open
i am too good a sponge
i suck up so much
then need to expunge
do it all again
n all i retain is the dirt

realization

i lived an unsure adolescence. i latched onto the first form of sustenance to come my way. i enjoyed a set plan. then it fell out from underneath me. i pretended to pull myself back together. walked the walk. talked the talk. but i had no idea where i was going. that was ok. i found everything i cud need to numb my brain from ever wondering aloud: "what the hell am i doing?" that didn't matter, i didn't care to care.i lived in the prime.made bad decisions. top of the mtn top. i avoided feeling feelings. it was better that way. but it couldn't last. had my brain been attached where my head was supposed to be i would have recognized the warning signs. i jeapordized my life. i mortgaged my soul. but that didn't matter to me. until one day i woke up beside a brooke n realized i had no idea where i was. who i was. i started looking under rocks and pebbles to find a clue. i wandered down the stream to hope for some sign of civilization. i refused to meet the gaze of the animals for fear they might talk to me.i was blinded by the sun, moon, n stars. i turned my back to search for answers. i stood amidst the gulf of people, in the heart of their concrete jungle sorely praying one would pluck me out, make it all make sense. in silence i yelled for recognition. but, had a hand picked me up and told me exactly what i needed to know, i still wouldn't have gotten it. no one could have explained that what i really needed was simple understanding. i wasn't lost all that time. i was right where i needed to be.i wasted a lot of time looking for a simple frame of mind. now i just want to return to that brook, listen to the animals, bask in the sun, appreciate the moon and stars.

the more people i meet the more alone i feel

the larger the city the greater the emptiness

Abolish the Canadian Senate!

It is high time Canada abolished the senate. How someone can be a continual loser in an election yet be awarded a lifetime position of power is beyond me. Stephen Harper has long said he wanted to reform the senate. Yet no change has been made. During these tough economic times I would suggest that abolishing the pointless upper house would save the GoC millions..each year! With 105 members earning approx $135k/yr the savings would be instantaneous. Additionally, this would save from having old hat politics subvert current day political tides. The senate, in effect, has a veto power over bills passed by the house. And since the senate is hand picked by the PM the majority of its members represent the party who has the longest control over parliament. Abolishing the senate would allow for the elected make up of the government to accurately represent its citizens. (Well, it would if we had proportional representation but that is another argument). Now some may argue that the upper house serves a valuable service in that they conduct research for the govt which the lower house does not have time to commit to. And currently this is true, our elected house of commons are lazy sobs (& dobs). But the lower house COULD conduct the same valuable research if it was required to ACTUALLY WORK while in session (and by being in session I mean not being pointlessly prorogued and given ridiculous amounts of vacation time as is currently provided).

 Did you know that MPs and Senators are permitted 21 days of absence from days when their house is in session? Considering how little they actually sit in session it should be nearly impossible for them to miss that many days! YET our lazy p...oliticians are routinely fined for missing greater than 21 days. The imposing fine they face? $250 per days. At $135k per year (low end) each day's pay is $370. And to further mask their attendance MP's have their records voluntarily self reported and are NOT admissible to the public record, Canadians will never know how little their elected MP actually shows up