The Heat of Greed

22. May. 2018

There is heat in the fireplace and there is fire
Under the hood of the very fast automobile,
Incendiary fires that propel the just, the godless
And the awaiting into fecal or fecund horizons

Becoming food, fear and then incapable
Of compassion while the bacon fries and
Slaughter continues that, not to mention,
The poor, senseless aggregates that have

Bound their karma to the systematic
Killing of other beings whose sweet eyes
Are snuffed out not for hunger but for

What we all do for greed is indeed what
We Don’t need but to heed the seed
Of a good

Here lies the beckoned and the banquet
Host caries such a large anchor behind
Her head or His head
We all know he is already or she is already dead;

Then she shelves her guests or he does so too,
It’s a terrible cycle that goes on and on
All for greed,
The heat of greed that causes endless violent suffering;

It’s not a punishment!
As soon as He wakes and she wakes
The thread of suffering us cut and there then is joy;

No longer does the fire demand fodder
The fire then demands nothing
And it is fire and he and she do not fear
It will be extinguished nor do they dread its return;

They are both units of awareness and those units
Are just like the fire
Here and gone, here and gone, here and gone
No need to kill for greed. No need, indeed.

 Alex Nuttall, title: The Heat of Greed, Original Date: 20180521
 Alex Nuttall, title: The Heat of Greed, Original Date: 20180521

The feast and fire of greed by Alex Nuttall in the poem: "Heat of Greed".

 Alex Nuttall, title: The Heat of Greed, Original Date: 20180521 – © Alex Nuttall / OgFOMK ArTS 2018 – 2018 – Retro-published 20180522.

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Indefinite Length, Part 7

17. May 2018

Charlee sits with an old legal pad and a pen emblazoned with the logo from Your Friendly Neighborhood Bar & Grille(TM), making a list of names, ordering them and re-ordering them. Bugs and frogs and passing cars outside the apartment, foley artists of the night, provide a soundtrack that Charlee does not hear. The task at hand is all-consuming.

Ex-lovers, ex-friends, family, co-workers; all the usual suspects. Everyone's been burned by them, that's not special. This transfer has to be special. Charlee crosses out the list and tries again. Politicians, celebrities, pie-in-the-sky names. No good, can't get close to those folks.

Another cigarette. Charlee looks at the sigil tattoo, and then copies it onto the legal pad, over and over. Soon the paper is covered with more doodles than names. When there is no more room, Charlee flips to a new sheet.

The clean surface of the blank yellow paper shines up into your face and you blink and drop the pen.

Now, you hear the traffic. You hear the frogs calling to each other. You hear the moths dive-bombing the flood light mounted just outside your window, in their frustrated and mistaken attempt to find food, or a mate, or a way out of what they perceive as a dangerous darkness. The sounds pound at your head, you put your hands up to your ears, how can fucking moths be so loud? A hundred drums in your thoughts, the marching rhythm line that syncs the steps of a hundred soldiers, each of the names you'd written before are driven out, in lockstep, off to fight another day. This is not their battle; this is much, much bigger than them.

That DUI, you think. (The sounds pause, a beat of silence.) The stupid bitch who rear-ended my dad. That was thirty years ago. Where is she now?

What about that kiddie-toucher from our old neighborhood? Is he still alive? (Silence, moth wings, silence again.)

Or that hood rat bastard who lynched our 5-month-old puppy the day after Christmas?

You write down three names on the blank sheet. Then sleep comes. You do not dream.

Indefinite Length, Part 7 -- Photo By Kim Breeding-Mercer
Indefinite Length, Part 7 -- Photo By Kim Breeding-Mercer

IN WHICH: Charlee sits with an old legal pad and a pen emblazoned with the logo from Your Friendly Neighborhood Bar & Grille(TM), making a list of names, ordering them and re-ordering them.

© KIM BREEDING-MERCER / OgFOMK ArTS -- 2018 All Rights Reserved. - "Indefinite Length, Part 7"

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We've Cancelled All Ads

14. May 2018

  We've Cancelled All Ads -- The Real Editor in Chief!
We've Cancelled All Ads -- The Real Editor in Chief!
Today I have shut off the Google ads and I will crawl through and remove any Amazon ads that I have put in this magazine. Authors who have included links to their products are exempt from this and thus may attach their own works because that is an intimate distribution.

I have learned that the best things in life are given. These gifts are from the labor of others and they are to be given without attachment. Our magazine is something I am very proud of and I will continue to write for it and encourage others to do the same. We don't need ads. 

It was my idea that we could support the magazine with ads. We could pay those who wrote for it. We could advance our careers with our virtual pens. This is just not the reality. The reality is that I will pay for it anyway. I will share it with whoever wants to see it. It's a labor of love.

I hope those of you who have contributed will continue to do so. If you are no longer interested please let me know. I will hold no hard feelings. I will always be grateful for your contributions.

Recently I have stumbled onto some literature that has a requirement that it should be free and shared. I also have found audio, video and the like. I have found in addition to this free software, open source software and this in kind. No strings attached. This is because none of us own this Universe. Or we all own this Universe. This is a law, not a lofty idea. 

As human beings we are in the position of ultimate freedom because our minds are just relationships between observations. This is why meditation is so important. This is also why we do not need advertising to sway the minds of others who have thoughtfully investigated our works.

As of this date we have had 33,557 page views. Since my initial recruitment of many of you that is 29,000 more! You may all like me have difficulties but you also have contributed to this house. This house is yours too!

Thank you for your time and eyes.

We've Cancelled All Ads -- Alex Nuttall
We've Cancelled All Ads -- Alex Nuttall

After struggling with the idea of a business for many years OgFOMK ArTS publisher and editor, Alex Nuttall has decided to remove all ads from the rolling distribution in order to focus on freely distributing good writing, art and ideas to those who would appreciate them and enjoy them. Our works are still copyrighted and  the authors, composers and artists reserve the right to do with their own works as they wish. 

© Alexander Nuttall / OgFOMK ArTS -- 2018 All Rights Reserved. - Journal - Operations - "We've Cancelled All Ads"

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New York Life: Suggestions on Broadway

6 May 2018
By Mykel Board - Bio

Saw this today on a pillar on lower Broadway. It looks like it's been there awhile... but it remains good advice, I think. Around Broadway and Third St.

Mykel Board - New York Life: Suggestions on Broadway
New York Life: Suggestions on Broadway
(My long, contrarian blog is at mykelsblog.blogspot.com)

Our great world traveller and Punk Rock legendary musician and writer, Mykel Board, shares his New York Life: Suggestions on Broadway. You can check out his blog: mykelsblog.blogspot.com

© Mykel Board / OgFOMK ArTS -- 2018 All Rights Reserved. - THE New York Series - I Forget What NUMBER - "Broadway Advice"

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