PDX Art: "Wonderland" is here by Richard Schemmerer

Liberation

Talking thinking creating displaying a new version of something
that has been explored before in many artistic languages
happenings that sweat with the lust of ornate language
like ripe fruit titillating the brain
Symbols of past and present guide desires to conquer the screen of liberation
ready for digestion by a angry populous
fragments of delusion fight for recognition
hot thoughts belch out narrowed vocabulary
Yelling with freakish pitch its message into
the abyss of the intellect
discourse is distorting the time space relations
bouncing like the echo of the howl of gallery walls
beg with estranged messages for understanding
to find completion in the act
copulating with the other ways of thinking
to reorient the self and its path to be of value
for a greater good that leads to a greater world

Visual enticement beckons us to pay attention
to our own wants and needs instead of that of
the prescribed pharmaceutical stimulants
that alter our Ego but not our heart

so that we can stop being reduced to a statistic in political polls
but find out for our self's what Peace of mind
of heart and Peace for all truly means



Peace from the ashesby Richard Schemmerer

he Golden Dawn is gone
The wind of fear is blowing
Through the burning hallways
Of our sacrificed love
Sacrificed in the name of unleashed hate
For an infinitely replaceable enemy
How many generations
Have to give their lifeblood
In the name of a killing freedom
A freedom that eats away
Our rights, our joy, our humanity
That leaves us cold to the plied
Of other less fortunate cultures
Our souls are yearning
For the phoenix to rise
Out of the field of destruction
Our thoughtless actions
Cut into the landscape of the future
As we carry the pain we inflict
Into our sanctuaries of the heart
To project them in anger onto others
Earth is crying out to our compassion
As her skin rips apart from all the hatred
And her beauty is ravaged by hurricanes
Of a corrupted mass consciousness
That is whipped into paranoia
By the war lords of the dark world
The ones who see only in black and white
The clear vision is blurred
By defensive spiteful rhetoric
The dust of ignorance is stirred up
By fear promoting fascistic ideology
Isolationism has replaced global humanism
No child left behind turned into
The nightmares of coming generations
There is a dream that rises
Above the path of destruction
A thought that creates possibilities
A word that fills itself with love
Action that proves the validity of faith
Humans that speak their truth
And dare to shine their light in the darkness
There is a vision that out of this mess we created
There will rise manifold lessons for us
Which we eagerly, gratefully accept and learn
There is a vision for a freedom for all
So that we at least didn't burn down our once
Respected values and dignity for nothing
There is a vision that those broken pieces
Lying covered in the dust will rise up again
To form a greater peace
A Peace from the Ashes