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So much of what you write reverberates within me so strongly, I experience it as shock; as if I've been struck with precision by a giant tuning fork at the exact right angle, right force, and in the exact right spot on the head. There is a clear ring of truth and I'm constantly reminded by a whisper that I've thought that thought, but didn't have language for it, or out of fear, abandoned it. I enjoy going deeper in your work, looking up unfamiliar references, studying the progression of thought for structure that I can make my own. Today was no different. But what finally compelled me to go from lurking in the background to actually posting a comment was your reference to "Pink Houses" and "...It speaks to those caught between genuine patriotism and profound disillusionment, celebrating the country and its people while mourning what's happening to them." I thought cynically um, yes, that would be the Black experience in America, and how good of JCM and Mike Brock to notice. But since your writing has offered me a way out of retreat, cynicism and despair, I decided to trust my instinct again. I looked up the song, and sure enough, in the very first verse I am hit over the head! Never knew the lyrics until today, when I needed them. I am truly grateful for your clarity and insight. And your courage, in choosing to share them with the world. So much more to explore about your theory of God as coherence which applies here, too so for now, I thank God, and I thank you...a million times, thank you.

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I AM THE ENEMY OF POWER

Slandered and abused

Beaten, bruised, but still fighting

For you - I am Truth

Not welcomed by all

To those who would do you harm

I’m the enemy

Behold my allies

Diverse views, skepticism

Inconvenient facts

My foes tell their flocks

“Others will lie to you. I’ll

tell you what to think!”

They’re threatened by me

Their power comes from closed minds

Anger, fear and hate

They will convince you

You didn’t see what you saw

Or hear what you heard

They will vilify

Shout-down, demean and malign

Those who speak for me

Trust your eyes and ears

Trust your power to reason

Trust I am there, but …

May be obscure. There’s

not always a smoking gun.

Sometimes, only smoke

But connect the dots

The proof is in the picture

Yes, that’s me you see

I’ve nothing to hide

I can stand your scrutiny

Because I am Truth

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