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	<title>Christopher Vera's Mystic Nebula &#187; PoetryQuicks</title>
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	<description>Studies in the natural, the unnatural and the supernatural.</description>
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		<title>My Brother, the Reluctant Poet</title>
		<link>http://www.mysticnebula.com/2009/03/09/my-brother-the-reluctant-poet/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Mar 2009 02:36:54 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Christopher Vera</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[My brother is serving faithfully in Afghanistan. He was so moved by a recent Fallen Comrade ceremony&#8211;a ceremony he has performed several times&#8211;he felt the need to write about it, and after reading it, and with his permission, I felt the need to print it. A Sad Tradition By Thomas David Vera II The warriors [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My brother is serving faithfully in Afghanistan. He was so moved by a recent Fallen Comrade ceremony&#8211;a ceremony he has performed several times&#8211;he felt the need to write about it, and after reading it, and with his permission, I felt the need to print it.</p>
<p><strong>A Sad Tradition</strong><br />
By Thomas David Vera II</p>
<p>The warriors moved slowly in the darkness<br />
A melancholy mood was tangible in the air<br />
slowly lining up, side by side<br />
As far as the eye can see<br />
Standing patiently, restlessly, still<br />
The flashing lights slowly approach<br />
The misty drizzle hits my face<br />
It starts to collect like cold tears<br />
A yell breaks the silence<br />
The line of warriors snap to attention<br />
Slowly arms raise to salute<br />
My eyes drift to the eight somber faces<br />
Accompanying the flag draped aluminum casket<br />
Farewell my fallen comrade<br />
The precession passes and salutes fall<br />
The warriors disperse to go back to work<br />
To go on living</p>
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		<title>Treading on Ants</title>
		<link>http://www.mysticnebula.com/2008/04/10/treading-on-ants/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 11 Apr 2008 05:37:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Christopher Vera</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The revolution came as all revolutions do— with fire and promises. The poor, minding their duties, suffer the antics of the rich for so long. Kick enough sand at the humblest of ants and it will rise against you and its brothers will rise with him. It is too late to respect the ant after [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The revolution came as all revolutions do—<br />
with fire and promises.<br />
The poor, minding their duties,<br />
suffer the antics of the rich for so long.<br />
Kick enough sand at the humblest of ants<br />
and it will rise against you<br />
and its brothers will rise with him.<br />
It is too late to respect the ant<br />
after your lands are fired.<br />
Be as an ant.</p>
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		<title>Universal Truths</title>
		<link>http://www.mysticnebula.com/2008/01/25/universal-truths/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Jan 2008 04:48:41 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Christopher Vera</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The fundamental units of the Universe are its suns; its basic building blocks. Its galaxies are likened to cells in our bodies. Thus, its dark matter becomes flesh, unseen from inside. Its black holes are like cancer that feed oh, so slowly. Over billions and billions of billions of years. Yet its soul&#8211;yes its soul&#8211;is so human: Tragic, complex [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The fundamental units of the Universe are its suns; its basic building blocks. Its galaxies are likened to cells in our bodies. Thus, its dark matter becomes flesh, unseen from inside. Its black holes are like cancer that feed oh, so slowly. Over billions and billions of billions of years. Yet its soul&#8211;yes its soul&#8211;is so human: Tragic, complex and unknowable.</p>
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		<title>Poet Misses An Opportunity</title>
		<link>http://www.mysticnebula.com/2007/06/09/poet-misses-an-opportunity/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 09 Jun 2007 14:26:11 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Christopher Vera</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Source story: Culture of Fear: Poetry Professor Becomes Terror Suspect These days, the flag of victimhood is waved vigorously and from the top of every hill. A leader would have seized this opportunity to educate the suspected informant, perhaps even arranged a formal meeting with the ROTC. Tell them who we are, what we do. [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Source story: <a target="_blank" href="http://alternet.org/rights/50939/">Culture of Fear: Poetry Professor Becomes Terror Suspect</a></p>
<p>These days, the flag of victimhood is waved vigorously and from the top of every hill.</p>
<p>A leader would have seized this opportunity to educate the suspected informant, perhaps even arranged a formal meeting with the ROTC. Tell them who we are, what we do. Talk about your culture. Tell them why you love the United States. Bring some of your favorite foods (no one training for the military ever passed up a good meal!)</p>
<p>By reducing ignorance, we minimize fear. And we may even learn something about <em>the culture of others </em>in the process, making friends with people we seem to prefer to think of as enemies.</p>
<p>That&#8217;s what a poet would do. That&#8217;s how to carry the flag of brotherhood and quash this so-called &#8220;culture of fear&#8221;.</p>
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		<title>The Time of Monsters</title>
		<link>http://www.mysticnebula.com/2007/05/08/the-time-of-monsters/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 09 May 2007 04:42:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Christopher Vera</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The Time of Monsters By Christopher Vera While we waste days pounding sand, the night terrors dig their ghoul&#8217;s nails into our backs, chew handfuls of our burning flesh. HesaidshesaidIsaidtheysaid! None of this matters. In a dark cave under the world they still hatch.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>The Time of Monsters</strong><br />
<em> By Christopher Vera</em></p>
<p>While we waste days<br />
pounding sand,<br />
the night terrors<br />
dig their ghoul&#8217;s nails<br />
into our backs,<br />
chew handfuls of<br />
our burning flesh.</p>
<p>HesaidshesaidIsaidtheysaid!</p>
<p>None of this<br />
matters.<br />
In a dark cave<br />
under the world<br />
they still hatch.</p>
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