Dust but why Fussed

We live on this a speck of Dust.
Clinging to a precious rock's Crust
Awoke from a sleep into life Thrust
No user guide but here we are Just
Fighting anxiously seems we Must,
Unknowing who we can Trust
From Care, Fear, Rage to Lust
Until Earth's resources are Bust
Use up the last Ore gone to Rust
Why the Feck are we ALL so Fussed?

© JustMe 2015

Echoing Simulation

Echoes of #Simulverse #DarkMatter so obverse Fabric of Space illusion Artilects create Confusion Keeps us in the game Masters know no blame
© KJ 2015

Echoes introduced

Echoes of some future Event

Either that or I'm hell Bent

Life slipping away yet I Deny

Universe of important small Fry

Awaken to the Nature of Mind

Else all Samsaric lives being Blind

Twisted rope is it really now Alive

Meld as one seemingly Survive

Slap and stir to be primordial Free

Oh master please introduce Me
© KJ 2015

Scrutinous befuddled Ego

Can we just let things pass our Scrutiny?
For it's not just a subtle Mutiny
To disbelieve our plethoric Thoughts
Confabulation, judgments and Retorts
Of ego hell bent on universal Control
The ordinary Mind for its befuddled Droll!
©KJ