Most likely to be published later this winter of 2020/2021, my 11th book entitled appropriately; More Proems & Poems on the Peculiar Human ABILITY to REASON, Singular Human RIGHT to CONSENT & Other Neglected Matters. The following will probably be included upon further editing, and front cover a slightly modified yet appropriate version of the previous....
PROEM & POEM No. 178 - Secrecy thus Conspiracy / 3rd Reprise
Secrecy is the action of one or more, conversation of two or more purposefully undisclosed.
Conspiracy is the collusion of two or more so to conspire towards objectives, covetously on their own behalf, presumptuously on others' behalf (allegedly if so promulgated), of course within the prerequisite context of Secrecy.
Are not much of government’s activities conducted in such secretive thus conspiratorial ways? Of course it is! So why will those of either partisan persuasion snicker then scoff at the combined words "conspiracy" and "theory" as some well established lunacy?
Let’s define further.
Transparency is logically diminished or negated when Secrecy exists in any measure, however a measure indeterminable thus incalculable as so for all unknowns.
Theory is a proposition yet proven per insufficient or circumstantial evidence, as often the case when suspected a particular activity within the context of diminished or negated the Transparency per Secrecy and Conspiracy.
To suggest otherwise requires a good amount of blind faith or naive trust upon mortals empowered as gods thus corrupted as mortals, politicians unacquainted personally thus characteristics unverifiable personally. Yet such faith and trust are regularly, unquestionably extended.
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Phones tapping, lips chapping per whispers frapping
The gapping by liberty (uncensored) for secret mapping
Vital the interests endowed with voluptuous belligerence
An expectorant for the avowed sumptuous luxuriance
Adolescent ears suckle academia’s bosom-tones supple
Millennial ears slurp polity and media’s lyrics clitoral
Carl-Jung’ing the promulgated archetypal dreamscapes
As souls whore to bodies for collectivism’s lovely rapes
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Come let us Reason. Peace is always a Choice.
Study, Ponder, Labor, till last Breath.
Study, Ponder, Labor, till last Breath.
Copyright © 2020 by D.C. Quillan Stone
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