The Poetic Terrorist

I am a Digital Bard. Like the bards of old I am an adventurer, a storyteller, traveling musician and a lover of wisdom and intelligence. What has changed? Technology. But the spirit of the Bard lives on and is more important now than it ever was.

I am the Poetic Terrorist…

I am a poet. I believe that words can touch and paint and that the language of the universe is poetry. However, no word will ever hold the truth. It can only represent it.

I am an artist. I believe that nothing is black and white, nor is everything shades of grey. There is black, and white, and grey… millions of colours in the visible spectrum… and qualities of things which our eyes are yet not evolved enough to see.

I am a teacher. I do not believe that people are stupid, and I don’t believe it’s stupid if you think they are. The stupidity and insanity of this world can be very convincing. However, I have chosen an axiom as my operating principle: people are not stupid, people are not evil and everyone has a profound place in my life and on the dimension of the sacred.

I am a student. I believe that the universe is infinitely and incomprehensibly more intelligent than myself, but that that is not a good reason to try to simplify it or give up trying to understand it. I believe our ability to grasp complexity, subtlety and nuance is infinite if we have the courage to admit that it might be. I bow to the unknown and wander in the darkness. I feel better knowing I am lost.

I am a visionary. I believe that no one way of thinking, that no one system of belief is useful without others to compliment it. The greatest human skill is to not need to believe in anything at all. To see from any angle. Every system of rules crumbles around the edges – therefor overlap systems. You don’t need eyes to see, you need vision.

I am a lover. I am truly heartbroken and therefor forever free of heartbreak. My mind may be sharp and guarded, but my heart is hot and passionate from the tenderness that makes me strong.

I am a servant. I believe there is one unalterable, inalienable, ever expanding, ever evolving truth and I do not believe in giving it a name. It will never be grasped by the mind. Never be explained. It is the one most obvious and yet most secret of things. And I pledge loyalty and servitude to this truth alone: love is my only master and peace my only oath.

I am a warrior. The true warrior is at once healer and a warrior, because to heal is a powerful weapon. Each movement, every utterance is a weapon against the manifestation of wickedness. This is grace. By healing, he is attacking. By curing, she is combating. By fixing, he is not allowing his true enemies to form. By waging peace, health, love and life, her machinations stalwart, vigilant, ceaseless… she guards against evils unimagined.

There is a saying: Know thy Self. There is also a saying: Know thy Enemy. Trust that there is only a very subtle difference and then find this very subtle difference in everything your mind happens upon, until its questions are tamed and you know what to do.

I know what to do.