The World Needs to be Saved. Too much of humankind is suffering from terminal apocalypse, and the future doesn't look bright, it looks gloomy and dark. Real people are being sacrificed for misbegoten ideals and principals. The age of information is becoming the age of encroachment. It is 2005, half a decade into the New Millennium, and things look far worse on the World Horizon than they did in 1999. I believe a collective of concerned poets can make a difference. Poets can read and write through the cultural bullsh*t which permeates this world in this time. Poets can tell the truth through the lies. I am the Wandrin' Minstrel, and I shall scour the world wide web for the talent to make a change. This will become a grand undertaking. The ability for powerful change to occur starts right here, in this new year of 2005, with the collected voices of the Wandrin Minstrelcy. I am the first voice, clear and strong, calling to my fellow poets. Come and experience the epiphany of rekindled interest in the well being of humankind. In addition to this website, the doorway to the Peace Through Poetry Movement, we shall create and maintain a Blog Ring and Yahoo Group, "Wandrin' Minstrel", through which the poetry that will ultimately save the world will flow. Poets who post on the Group will be featured on the blog, and the group email forum and blog ring will serve as the "internet island" where the New Poets will plan to save the world. The posts will attempt to deal with, understand, and ultimately, change global thinking to that of enlightened, tolerant Universal Souls, connected to each other with a purpose of help, health, and humanity.
.10:07pm pst 12/18/04
The epiphany hit suddenly, during early evening, as the sun slid silently into the sea, and I have been planning since then, without sleep, into the wee hours of the morning, as the sun that is the next day, today, rises. This is the first day of the Peace Through Poetry Movement. Shortly, the blogring will begin "recruiting" poets with a purpose. No more will the creative side of our psyche sit idle while the world is falling apart around us. Nature has turned her back on man. Man is fighting himself to a degree that hasn't been recorded since the dawn of prehistory.
The United States, the last "world power", in it's attempt to keep itself safe in an unsafe world, is beginning to look like Big Brother more and more with each passing day. Soon the media will be "correcting" the past to conform to the present, and books will be burned while freethinkers suddenly vanish from their homes and neighborhoods.
This political tragedy CANNOT happen in my lifetime. We will get together and point out the world mistakes while we practice a tolerance and elicit a perserverance which shall be all encompassing, universal in it's simplicity.
Come and fight the dragons of inconsistency with the swords of words.
.06:05am pst 12/19/04
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