Won’t You Not Play the Game with Me? (The Veterinarian)

For those who might be interested, this is a short poetic note about myself and some of the stressful forces which impact upon the practicing of my profession and the owning/operating of my veterinary hospital. I often fancifully refer to the hospital as the Castle. May these words be taken in the spirit of which they are offered; for greater understanding and the hope that we may all come together to work towards what is the most nurturing and best balanced system for all.

It disgusts me how much the corporate world stands in my shadow, deceptively and manipulatively sucking out almost all of the revenue I can generate in my trade by being a fair and ethical small business person. These entities figured out a long time ago how to put “face men” out there to disguise the intricate ponzi scheme of their diffuse market possession and “behind the curtain” price control they impose on all consumers. The current “capitalistic” system is designed for us to be nothing more than masked puppets for these juggernaut parasites. It equally disgusts me how much the government rapes me over and over in exponential fashion. The amount of taxes I pay for my income and property is egregious, insane, and unfair.

It would seem to me that the underlying lesson taught by both the government and the corporate world is that a man of independence and ethical preference is suppose to break himself of these tedious tendencies and desires. . . because, as they say, “you gotta make a living” or “you gotta make your fair share” or “you gotta play the game like everyone else, that’s just the way it is.” And sooner or later, maybe the system will take me out. I have been close a number of times, much closer than you probably believe, but if it happens one day, it just happens, because you see, I can’t play the game. A game that turns me into a relentless lying and tax evading prick or a bastardized up-selling unethical DVM corporate puppet that has to screw my customers over to generate a decent income for my effort and expertise, has at its victory the death of my honor, the loss of all of my integrity, and ultimately, the suicide of my humanity and the values of existence which make it worth experiencing. This I remind myself.

So, I just wrote a check to the United States Treasury for an absurd amount related to estimated taxes while I’m doing my best trying to get caught up on all of my other bills that cannot be paid from that extracted/allocated amount, but my day goes on with the Castle roof above my head and the Castle gardens flourishing all over the grounds. The magic is alive around here. . .you can feel it; it always holds up pretty good against the petrifying spell of money’s love potion and the wicked withering brought about by its whispered and temptable chants.

There is enough magic everywhere for everyone, but it isn’t to be found in a upsold suicidal game of plundering.

Won’t you not play the game with me?

Cribb          2017

And Change the World, You Will (Warrior Poet Mental Yoga 167)

Be the difference or the change in the world

that you seek

and

that no one can deny,

and change the world,

you will.

That is the way,

the only way,

to truly have an impact,

to make everything shine on a higher level

with more purity and intensity;

to foster and nurture greater love within all of existence.

Anything less,

the world already has enough of

and we need no more.

There is already plenty of

fear and jealousy,

hypocrisy and selfishness,

destabilization and overdominance.

We need no more of that;

no more of that.

Cribb

2017

In the Name of the Best within You (Warrior Poet Mental Yoga 164)

In the name of the best within you, do not sacrifice this world to those who are its worst. In the name of the values that keep you alive, do not let your vision of man be distorted by the ugly, the cowardly, the mindless in those who have never achieved this title. Do not lose your knowledge that man’s proper estate is an upright posture, an intransigent mind and a step that travels unlimited roads. Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark, in the hopeless swamps of the approximate, the not-quite, the not-yet, the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish, in lonely frustration for the life you deserved, but have never been able to reach. Check your road and the nature of your battle. The world you desired can be won, it exists, it is real, it is possible, it’s yours.

Alisa Zinov’yevna Rosenbaum          1957

Honesty is not a Social Duty (Warrior Poet Mental Yoga 158)

Honesty is the recognition of the fact that the unreal is unreal and can have no value, that neither love, nor fame nor cash is a value if obtained by fraud—that an attempt to gain a value by deceiving the minds of others is an act of raising your victims to a position higher than reality, where you become the pawn of their blindness, a slave of their non-thinking and their evasions, while their intelligence, their rationality, their perceptiveness becomes the enemies you have to dread and flee—that you do not care to live as a dependent, least of all a dependent on the stupidity of others, or as a fool whose source of values is the fools he succeeds in fooling—that honesty is not a social duty, not a sacrifice for the sake of others, but the most profoundly selfish virtue man can practice: his refusal to sacrifice the reality of his own existence to the deluded consciousness of others.

Atlas Shrugged

Ayn Rand          1957

Let It Shine. . . (Warrior Poet Mental Yoga 157)

Let it shine. . .

Why would I want to rule the world or even just the smaller universe of my entire profession?

Why would I desire to control the entire neighborhood that I live in or even the actions of my own family?

Such orchestrations make you weak and stupid at best.

It isn’t about rule under any circumstance.

This is where many of those who seek enlightenment have been led astray.

It is about respect, freedom, and independence.

Those principles promote stability for all.

That is how you change the world.

That is how you make the grace of existence shine.

That is the manifestation of the paramount attainment and enactment of wisdom, peace, and resounding virtuous fortitude.

Cribb

2017

The Why Out of the Matrix (Warrior Poet Mental Yoga 148)

The Why Out of the Matrix

Smith :

Why Mr. Anderson?

Why?

Why?

Why do you do it?

Why?

Why get up?

Why keep fighting?

Do you think you are fighting for something more than your survival?

Can you tell me what it is?

Do you even know?

Is it freedom…

or truth,

perhaps peace,

could it be for love? ….

illusions, Mr. Anderson,

vagaries of perception…

temporary constructs of a feeble human intellect trying desperately to justify an existence

that is without meaning or purpose.

And all of them,

as artificial as the Matrix itself…

Although,

only a human mind could invent something as insipid as love…

You must be able to see it, Mr. Anderson…

You must know it by now…

You can’t win.

It’s pointless to keep fighting.

Why Mr. Anderson?

Why?

Why do you persist?

Neo (at almost a whisper):

because

I

choose to

Matrix Revolutions

2003