Heaven at Night AkA Ode to the SlumLoards
Heaven for the nightkeepers, the nighthawks, the nightwalkers, quite a different place than what most are used to. Like the Devil tarot card, darkness, despite appearances, also leads us unto Light. The Divine Trickster, (Oh GOD, you Devil) when all a person will accept, for whatever reason, is darkness and corruption, Divinity shows up in that form. It makes for an easily discernible family tree.
I had really thought going into 2019 was going to be a tiny bit easier than it’s turning out to be. There’s good, there’s bad and there’s a pig in a dress. I’m ready for that good good, that slow cooked so good you forget your own naaame kinda good. Sigh. One moment and bit at a time, I guess. Shimmering waves of Light filtering in, I’ll have to bathe in my imagination until then.
I feel like I’ve been standing at the bridge between worlds for so long. Like a boat that never really leaves shore, just watching the passengers get confused, they board and then leave, board and then leave. I forget I don’t actually have to wait for anyone, I can walk on by, walk away, keep a sailin’, sailin’ to further and farther shores. I can drop this end of the bridge, the water that drowns some, barely reaches the tops of my toes now, it’s been so long, so long, so long between worlds.
I’ve been pondering the Devil, the darkness, those that prey on the weak. Dressed in fine clothes and riding in fancy cars, or wearing jeans and a 50 dollar sweatshirt driving a pick-up. Canned hunting of the disordered and traumatized. With a button. The Devil sits me down and has a talk, got kinda mad I would consider these his. “Not my goddamned kids!” he says. “See all that bad shit over there, that really bad shit that these people should be caring about… instead of hunting the likes of you, Goddaughter… that’s my work. Not these …these… (he nearly chokes on the word) huuuumans, these, these half-lings, these …” and that’s where I cut ‘im off.
Cause I know. I know that though the Devil makes sense (and in this case it does make sense, for example human trafficking? ignore, victim of human trafficking using drugs to numb the pain? arrest), there is still the element of trickery, still the Truth yet to be revealed. To them, if not us. I make my peace, I understand those ways, but also…why not…
Tell them. Show them. Hold up a mirror to them for what they do and what the consequence will be. Now and Later. Tell them, “you are no countrymen, you are no national pride, you are no loving father that would turn a blind eye… the world you are leaving for your kids to inherit, you think you’re hedging your bets? Open your eyes, feeding on the weak and vulnerable? To keep up with a market that is changing no matter what you do or how hard you dig your nails into our flesh… ?
And you know those tricky little fallen angels, they filled me in on some things too. “Everyone gets a Guardian Angel,” they said. “Every one.”
“mm hmn, “ I respond.
“Sometime… a long time ago… a soul died and… the body was still… you know.”
“You get the picture.”
“I do.” And many pictures came flooding through. Though once they fucked the fuck up, at least now we have em around when we need em. I was wondering why I always had the impression angels knew duality and flip floppery so well.
Anyways, like I said, things have been a little rougher than usual. Big changes. I’ve been looking at economic shtuff, things like UBI and bitcoin and billionaire philanthropic pledges juxtaposed my landlord who raised the rent on a building full of disabled renters “to keep up with the market” which has increased between 300-500 dollars in this area in the last TWO years and just about every single place demands three times income, in addition to first, last, deposit. I wonder if a UBI would make a difference? Could it? Or would people like him, whose jobs are also becoming automated, if not obsolete, just take an even bigger chunk out of our hides, since we’re disabled, and unable to run and they still think the American Dream is more important than the survival of the planet, evolution of the human genome, or basic human decency?
When the cars are automated and can’t speed what are the people who give tickets going to do for a living… was that whole race riot marshall law thing supposed to be their big pay out just like the tax malarkey was the severance package for the others who won’t be able to do business as usual except we love each other so it didn’t work?
For real though…
Thoughts that keep me up at night.
Probably why those Buddhists give the Devil the Silent Treatment 🙂
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