The Sun Don’t Mind

The Sun Don’t Mind

There’s a war in Ukraine

                But the sun don’t mind.

Though millions starve

                It will continue to shine.

One day I’ll die

                But eternity won’t care.

My mind will cease,

                My atoms everywhere.

While we’re fed conspiracy

                The universe expands

Unaware of devastation

Oblivious to our plans.

Fleas on an elephant,

                A tear in the ocean.

Voyagers on a rock

                Living without a notion.

So big in our heads

                So tiny in reality.

An invisible flash

                In the uterus of infinity.

Opher – 25.6.2022

So important to bring things into perspective.

We take ourselves too seriously.

Yet our lives are important.

The wonder of life is quite unique.

We take so much for granted.

We are busy trashing paradise for a pocket full of baubles.

How can we give this life purpose?

Life Goes By

Life Goes By

Life goes by

                With us

                                Or without us

                                                Despite us

                                                                All around us

But for how long?

Just once

                On a bombarded rock

                                Dancing in the rain

                                                Wearing just one sock

A profound dunce capered.

Opher – 25.6.2022

It always seems amazing to me that on this tiny barren rock, in the middle of a vast ocean of stars, life began.

So much we don’t understand.

So much awe and wonder.

So many coincidences.

Instead of appreciating the stupendous circumstances that surround us we have to make up rigid fables and tie ourselves down.

Instead of respecting the wonders we are surrounded with we have to carelessly ignore them, destroy them and try to rule over them.

I can’t help thinking that we’re destined for a big fall.

Nuclear

Nuclear

There’s a nuclear reaction

                In the sky

That gives life to us all.

For all eternity

                We’ve wondered why.

Now we teach it in school.

It’s either a scientific product

                Of gravity

Or it’s a god.

Producing endless

                Depravity

From scientific and religious odd-bods.

Opher – 26.6.2022

How our gods change through time. Once it was universally accepted that the sun was a god. It was appeased through prayer, ritual and worship. Now it is a scientific phenomenon whose secrets have provided us with colossal weapons.

The sun – life-giver.

The sun – the cause of much death and misery.

Human beings have a way of taking something good and twisting it into something evil.

Give It all You’ve Got.

Give It all You’ve Got.

All the laughs,

                All the love,

                                The agony

                                                And loss.

Will be forgotten,

                Count for nothing,

                                With nobody

                                                Counting the cost.

In the darkness of forever

It won’t matter

That we went for it

                Hell for leather.

All we have is

                A brief moment in time

In which

                We love and shine.

Though it won’t matter a jot.

We’ll still give it all we’ve got!

Opher – 25.6.2022

I often feel that life is a gesture, nothing more.

It is testimony to man’s essential nature that, despite knowing that it is all meaningless and destined to end, we still strive to create.

Pointlessness does not matter.

In the moment we attempt to understand, to express and to raise our puny flags as if staking out eternity.

In this moment there is no death, no aging; no such thing as futility. In this moment all things are possible.

In this moment we can experience everything, fill ourselves with bliss, understanding and love; we can live. Only in this moment.

That is what makes life worthwhile.

Out of One Comes Many

Out of One Comes Many

Starting with one

                Giving rise to many.

Coming from a place

                Where there wasn’t any.

Impossible to understand

                How it came to be.

Everything about it

                An impossibility.

From the inanimate

                To consciousness.

To see, hear and touch

                The more with less.

We’ve created religions

                To try to understand.

Now science steps in

                To lend a hand.

But to understand

                Is beyond humanity.

No phony explanations.

                Appreciate the majesty!

Opher – 11.4.2021

We live in an amazing infinite universe.

We do not know how it came into being.

We have consciousness. We see, hear, think, touch, smell and taste.

We do not know how.

We live and we die.

We find death frightening so we invented an afterlife.

We found the mysteries of the beginning of the universe, life and consciousness too bewildering. So we invented gods, heavens and paradise.

For some of us these inventions explain everything.

They explain nothing.

They are inventions.

We live in an amazing infinite universe.

We have consciousness.

It is a wonder.

That is enough.

Landscape in my Head

Landscape in my Head

There’s a landscape in my head

It comes from the national zeitgeist.

The combined will of everyone

How every last sentiment is priced.

I’d like it to be compassionate,

Outward looking, caring and true.

But Brexit unleashed the nastiness

The racism just grew and grew.

Now we’re isolated on our own

With the ‘Little Englander’ mentality.

Blaming all the foreigners

For the blunder that is our reality.

It empowered all the nationalists

Who crawled out from every crevice.

Snarling their xenophobic slogans

Like bulldogs full of menace.

It’s not just the wealth we’ve squandered,

Greedily snatched by profiteers;

It’s the friendships that we’ve shat on

Built up through many years.

The landscape that I now live in

Is made by ugly bullying pigs.

Created by arrogant Brexiteers

And a bunch of Tory prigs.

The England that I crave

Is tolerant, outward and true.

The one that welcomed the Huguenots,

And stood up for the Jew.

An England worth fighting for

Not narrow-minded arrogance.

I’ll strive for a better vision

Worthy of taking a stance!

Opher – 11.4.2021

For me it isn’t just the money that’s been wasted or the nasty little profiteers who saw an opportunity to make millions. It’s not even the monetary costs that will throw millions into poverty and cause decades of austerity. It’s not the loss of jobs or the firms going bust or fleeing into Europe. It’s not the masses of red tape and the curtailing of my liberties.

No.

For me it is the emotional impact – the change from an outward looking country full of tolerance, cooperation and friendship to an isolated nation viewing the ‘foreigner’ as the enemy. The rise of xenophobia and racism is just the expression of this unpleasant nationalistic fervour. It’s empowered the fascists, racists and scum.

I’m not suggesting that all Brexiteers are racist fascists. But by voting for such a damaging outcome they have unleashed and empowered the worst slimy breed.

It’s going to take decades to undo the harm.

England is so much the less.

The Introduction – Visions From The Pits Of Love and Despair by Opher Goodwin.

Visions From The Pits

Of

Love and Despair

By

Opher Goodwin

Introduction

This is my 23rd book of poetry. As usual, it is a commentary on the world I see around me, the beauty of nature, the wonder of the universe and the greed and stupidity of mankind.

In a world beset by the avarice of a crazed elite, the power-lust of politicians and the belligerence of religious and political fanatics, it is increasingly hard to find harmony, peace and love; but it’s there.

This book has been written in the wake of Brexit and Trump, while the Covid pandemic is raging around the world and we are governed by a bunch of extreme nationalist imbeciles led by an over-privileged clown.

Sometimes I despair and completely lose my faith in humanity.

We live on a beautiful world, full of wonder and mystery, and we tear it to pieces, destroy and ravage and put a price on everything.

The greatest art is nature.

People can be kind and compassionate when not being blown to pieces with ordinance or mislead by power-mad fanatics.

People are the problem. There are too many of us and we are steered by blind ignorance, fanatical obsessions and a lust for wealth and power.

Sometimes I think there’s no hope.

We have untold wealth in nature and the wonders of an infinite universe. Yet we create religions to shackle us and follow psychopaths, sociopaths and greed-ridden madmen.

It is no wonder the world is full of war, mass migrations, torture, poverty and religious extremism and is now on the brink of environmental catastrophe with global warming, climate change and the decimation of biodiversity.

My response is to take photographs, listen to music, love, and write my novels and these little polemics. I suppose they are my safety valves.

Beware, you are holding the nuggets that keep me sane, handle them with care.

Opher 12.9.2021

Spreading faster than the virus

Spreading faster than the virus

It’s surging through the cities

At a billion miles an hour

Growing exponentially

Turning ideas sour.

It’s spreading across the airwaves

At the speed of light

Turning brains to mush

Causing many a fight.

It’s tearing through families

Ripping them apart

Tearing at the jugular

Ripping out the heart.

Where it originates

Is greatly disputed

But nobody has yet invented

The cure for stupid!

10.3.2021

You would think that people would see through the rabid tabloid propaganda. You think that the bubble of lies and conspiracy would burst. You would think that people would see the blatant profiteering. You would think people could see when our leaders are incompetent, lying fools.

But no.

What a good job Trump, Bolsonaro and Johnson have done.

Nobody could have done better.

Death-rates, cronyism, exploitation, hypocrisy and lies – self-serving arrogance.

It counts for nothing.

People suck it in.

There is just no accounting for stupid!

A Moment

A Moment

A moment.

The only thing that can ever be

Perfect

Is a fleeting moment.

Nothing lasts.

The flawed universe

Leaves everything

In torment.

In the magic

Of a single instant

The dream of perfection

Is no longer

Distant.

Opher – 29.1.2021

If we could only hold on to those moments where everything comes together in a flash of wonder and the whole universe is vibrant, alive and perfect.

But they evaporate.

If we could only bottle the ecstasy of discovery, revelation and understanding.

But it is elusive.

We live in the moments.