Tag Archives: humanism

Is It REALLY Real?

2 Jun

I was chatting with a good friend the other day about how people don’t critically analyze or think about things before they say something or take action. This 17-part haiku chain is my advice in poem about how to use the scientific method to figure things out.

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Don’t preach what you think.
Only preach about what is known.
All else is guessing.

Do not confuse what
you are told by others with
actual facts, friend.

Human history
is composed of five parts. You
need all five for sure.

If you are missing
one or more element, you
cannot erase doubt.

PEOPLE are the first
ingredient. Specific
names and titles, please.

Next comes DATES. When did
this person live? During what
period of time?

What happened? Was there
some notable EVENTS? Why
is it important?

Where was this? What PLACES?
The milieu can help put things
in proper context.

Where’s the EVIDENCE?
Without evidence, there can
be no argument.

Perhaps you’ll provide
documentation, portraits,
or a photograph.

Ancient artifacts?
Audio recordings or
video footage?

If you claim a thing
to be the truth, make sure
to present your proof.

These are the rules of
evidence. All you have to
do is be a child.

“A child shall lead them.”
“You must be born again.” Be
curious. Inquire.

Ask questions like What?
Who? Where When? Why?
and How? That’s
how to get answers.

Be critical in
thinking and analysis.
Don’t go on blind faith.

Research your subject.
Due diligence let’s you know.
Is it REALLY real?

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Four More Years

7 Nov

This is a Triple Rhyme Poem. I felt compelled to write something because of the re-election of President Barrack Obama. I hope that you enjoy it and see some value in my commentary.

Also, song titles are hyper-linked to their audio files on GrooveShark.com.

“Four More Years”

© 2012 Tyrone Turner

All rights reserved

President Obama was re-elected for another term.

Will it be a smooth road ahead or will he hit a berm?

Will the country’s economy get healthier or will it become sicker with a new, super germ?

He is not a savior but I’d say the lesser of two evils.

Our military industrial complex of a country feeds on the resources of other lands like a horde of hungry boll weevils.

The power behind the power is not satisfied until the intended target kneels.

Perhaps we can fix things up at home that then repair our reputation abroad?

Who knows whether or not our revolutionary roots will act as a lighting rod.

By mobilizing “We the People” who are created equal in the eyes of God.

The U.S. Congress and the President should be forced to play nice in the sandbox.

We should keep them in the Capitol Building and fasten the locks.

If this were a different age we’d surround them with a moat filled with crocs.

You start a fire under the pot to get the water in it to boil.

Before a snake strikes it tends to coil.

Freedom isn’t free so we have to labor and toil.

Charity and agitation should start in the neighborhoods where you live.

Local politicians are to be reminded that they are public servants who are not there to take but to give.

If they are not responding to your outcry you have to question their motive.

Local, state then the feds is the hierarchy in which your concerns should flow.

Don’t let elected officials sit on their asses so spur them and make them get up and go.

If they don’t honor your requests, vote the bums out and send them down river with no paddle and tell them to row.

Also remember that you have to do for self.

Don’t wait for a benevolent government to give you a handout so go out and build your wealth.

Otherwise your rights will be stripped away and you won’t notice because it will be done using stealth.

Join a civic and/or a faith-based organization in your neighborhood.

It should be concerned with the upliftment, safety and the area’s greater good.

We always had our best results when we could say in the face of adversity “United we stood.”

All we ever had and all we will ever had is us.

Our individualistic and entitlement behavior is why we get left in the dust.

Growing up and giving back to your community is a must.

Should I have Tears of Joy where I laugh or Shout and scream because they are tears for fears?

Should I drown my sorrows by getting drunk alone or have a party where we tap glasses and say “cheers?”

Whatever the case may be we certainly cannot maintain the status quo for four more years.

Christopher Columbus: The Harbinger of Death

8 Oct

Unhappy Columbus Day!

To hell with Christopher Columbus!

I’ll pick my own heroes, thank you.

We have to always consult the record to know who we should revere.

This guy was a common killer that started the domino effect that destroyed and disrupted civilizations in the Americas and in Africa.

This Triple Rhyme Poem speaks on this infamous scoundrel.

Why is there so much adoration for Cristóbal Colón?

The chaos this guy caused chills me to the bone.

Trix are for kids so let me give you some hot, solid food being that you’re grown.

Ferdinand and Isabella were the ruling monarchs in Spain.

They defeated the Moors in the Battle of Granada and it was a big feather in their cap during their reign.

Now they wanted to expand their borders and increase their wealth and fame.

Cristóbal Colón – better known as Christopher Columbus had a plan.

He believed that there was an all-water route to the Indies because the Spanish didn’t want to go over-land.

To do so would surely lead to skirmishes with Eastern Orthodox Christians and Muslims and would cause blood to stain the sands.

You see, my friend, the Crusades were fought to seize control of Jerusalem.

It was a back-and-forth battle between the Caliphates and Christiandom.

Saladin was a chivalrous warrior but some of the Catholic knights did some things that were quite worrisome.

Oh – back to Columbus and his voyage of 1492.

It was a 33-day journey from the Canary Islands to the New World for he and his crew.

He dreamed of spices, exotic treasures and adventures would ensue.

He landed in what we today call the Bahamas where he encountered peaceful, welcoming indigeneous people who called the island Guanahani.

Columbus decided to call the island San Salvador in honor of whom he considered a divine majesty.

He immediately decided to claim the land for Spain and convert the natives to Christianity.

His lust for gold and the exotic fruits that this new world offered had him intoxicated with greed.

Those people were irreligious savages anyway so European civilization was something that the would surely need.

His endeavors were blessed by Ferdinand and Isabella and he was given resources to succeed.

Eventually, Africans were brought to the New World as a slave labor force.

The natives in the New World were dying of European diseases but quotas still needed to be met – of course.

The Africans who were captured sang songs and played drums asking for the help of their ancestors and it was done in a clever way like the code developed by Samuel Morse.

Cuba, Puerto Rico and the Dominican Republic have the legacy of Spanish conquest.

The book entitled Puerto Rico: The Four-Storeyed Country, speaks on the apartheid-like legacy left.

Most of South America and Central America also fell to the conquistador’s zest.

Incas, Mayans and Aztecs all fell to their firearms and diseases to which they had no tolerance.

Their respective civilaztions haven’t been the same since.

Their cultures are all but lost and their descendants have psychological bruises, lacerations and dents.

He was a genocidal maniac who was no better than the Austrian named Adolph who had the funny mustache.

His actions were fueled by greed and his actions were brutal and brash.

If there is reincarnation, his soul shouldn’t be recycled it should be thrown in the trash.

In Jewish lore, after Adam and Eve had Cain and Abel they had a third son named Seth.

If you consider Christopher Columbus to be a hero I’d ask if you smoked crystal meth.

Why celebrate a person that caused so much destruction and suffering like Christopher Columbus the harbinger of death.

Saving Souls That Were Never Lost

8 Aug

This short poem is a tribute Akan Spirituality. The Akan people are an ethnic group found predominantly in Ghana and the Ivory Coast.

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“Saving Souls That Were Never Lost”
© 2012 Tyrone Turner
All rights reserved.

Onyame is supreme and all-powerful. The creator of us all. Asasse Yaa –Mother Earth provides all that her children need.

The MIGHTY OF MIGHTIES is so grand we must go through spirits, the Abosom. They are all around us in nature. In the wind, rivers, oceans, streams, trees, mountains, rocks and animals. They bless us and protect us. They guide us through difficulties. For instance, Nana Tegare exposes evil doers and liars while Nana Esi Ketewaa protects children. We are all her children. The children of the African Diaspora are watched over by Nana Asuo Gyebi and it is he who helps us remember who we were, who we are and what we are to become.

Our ancestors, the Nsamanfo, are forever watching over us and protecting us. They are to be honored and respected. If we do not know from where we came, we can never understand why we are where we are in the present and how to get to where we want to go in the future. This is called Sankofa — return and get it.

We are not and were never godless people.

Propaganda just made it appear that way. We have a rich history with customs and traditions that are as old as time itself.

Missionaries came from strange lands telling strange tales of their gods and traditions. These gods seem very severe in how they punished their children. In some cases, entire villages were destroyed. Certain men, never women, were said to be able to speak directly with their great god. How odd that is.

There was one story of a woman who gave birth to Awurade. How can that be? A human being that gives birth to the CREATOR? One who is an equal to the ALMIGHTY? That sounds so unnatural.

We were also told that according to their holy book, we are to be servants unto our pale earthly brethren because we were cursed. Many of us were taken to slave fortresses on our shores and taken across the great sea to never be seen again. The atrocities committed against those enslaved and taken to western lands would become infamous.

There are also those who would have us say that there is no god but their god and an illiterate foreigner from the desert is his prophet. We were told that we must accept his beliefs as truth or die. How can their great god be called “the most compassionate” and “the most merciful” when he would sanction the destruction and abandonment of our way of life, our language and customs? How could equality of all men be preached but at the same time carry our young men and women off to slavery in the east?

That does not make sense.

We were told that it was necessary to adopt their ways to avoid the earthly suffering. We were told that those who do not accept their beliefs would be subjected to eternal torment in the hereafter. According to these foreigners, our souls were lost but if we abandoned our “heathen ways,” we would be among those spared and allowed into paradise.

This paradise was said to have golden gates and streets paved with gold. The people there enjoy milk and honey. We already have gold – a lot of it. Milk and honey, though? No thank you. We’ll pass as most of us are lactose intolerant and can’t drink milk.

We lived in peace and did not harm the earth. The earth gave us fruit, vegetables, livestock and gold. We did not even have a word for jail because we never needed one. Our women are equal to our men. As a matter of fact, inheritance and kingship passes through the mother, not the father. If a royal line, a man’s son cannot become king. The son of the king’s sister is heir to the throne.

Hind sight is 20-20 because as soon as they first came to our villages and towns they should have been tossed.

It is a curious thing that they had the audacity to focus on saving souls that were never lost.

You Are NOT Human

17 Jul

The poem below is a series of 13 haiku poems that tell one story. A haiku is a Japanese form of poetry that consists of three lines containing 5 syllables, 7 syllables, and 5 syllables respectively.

I call this series of haiku tied together a Haiku Chain Poem. Also, as is my signature in all of my poems, the last line contains the title of the poem.

This poem was inspired by the block-buster film, Avatar and my personal spiritual beliefs.

I hope that you like this poem.

You Are NOT Human!

by Tyrone Turner
Copyright 2010
All Rights Reserved


You are of the same
Essence as the Creator
of Heaven and Earth

Your body is a
house for your immortal soul.
You are not human.

Being human is not an
acceptable excuse to
set small, boring goals.

An avatar is
the personification
of a deity.

Is it not written
that “Ye are gods”? Is
it not David’s psalm?

Mary-Mary has
a great, inspiring song.
“It’s the god in me”.

Michigan, Eerie,
and Ontario are lakes.
Superior, too.

Nile, Mississippi,
Tigris, and Euphrates are
all big, great rivers.

Caribbean, Red,
and Mediterranean
are all mighty seas.

Atlantic, Arctic,
Pacific and Indian
are all deep oceans.

GOD is a river.
GOD is a great lake a big
sea and an ocean.

Your body is a
cup. GOD’s spirit is water.
YOU have that spirit.

You’re an avatar
made in the image of GOD.
You are not human.

You Become Your Thoughts

10 Jul

My last post on the lotus code inspired me to write this poem. Please take note of the unique style of this poem. There are 13 verses in the poem and each verse is in haiku style; three lines where the first has five syllables, the second has seven syllables, and the third line has seven syllables. I call this style of poetry a haiku chain. As is my custom, the last line of the poem will contain the title of the poem. I hope that you like this poem.

“You Become Your Thoughts
By Tyrone Turner
Copyright 2012
All rights reserved

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It starts in your mind.
That million dollar idea
YOU can change the world.

Get a check-up from
the neck up is Zig’s advice.
No stinkin’ thinkin’!

Kind words are sweet song.
Honey attracts more bees than
Bitter vinegar.

Sticks and stones break bones.
Harsh words scar minds forever.
Please holster your tongue.

The very first step starts
the journey of a thousand
miles. Get moving now!

There is a law called
intertia. Things at rest tend
to remain at rest.

Healthy habits bring
success in very quick time.
Master the mundane.

Bad habits enslave.
They waste money, energy,
and rob you of time.

When adversity
shows his ugly face, kick hard.
Never, ever quit.

Most people will fail
because they believe the hype.
Do they fear success?

Plan your work then work
your plan. That is the best way
to know where you’ll be.

If you do not know
where you want to go, any
road will get you there.

Thoughts are seeds planted
in our minds. Be careful, friends.
You become your thoughts.

Believe What You Will

1 Jun

This poem is a series of 8 haiku poems that are strung together in a series to tell a story. According to Dictionary.com, a haiku is a major form of Japanese verse, written in 17 syllables divided into 3 lines of 5, 7, and 5 syllables, and employing highly evocative allusions and comparisons, often on the subject of nature or one of the seasons; or a poem written in this form. This poem continues to discuss Agnoticism. According to Wikipedia, in some senses, agnosticism is a stance about the difference between belief and knowledge, rather than about any specific claim or belief. In the popular sense, an agnostic is someone who neither believes nor disbelieves there is a God, whereas an atheist disbelieves in God. In the strict sense, however, agnosticism is the view that human reason is incapable of providing sufficient rational grounds to justify knowledge of whether God exists or does not. Within agnosticism there are agnostic atheists (who do not believe any deity exists, but do not deny it as a possibility) and agnostic theists (who believe a God exists but do not claim to know that).

Believing. Knowing.
People, they are not the same.
They are different, folks.

To believe a thing
does not require any
proof. Blind acceptance.

But to know something
you can sense it around you.
Touch. Sight. Taste. Smell. Hear.

When you can sense it
you know it exists for sure.
There will be no doubt.

Choosing to dismiss
real, tangible, evidence
does not change a thing.

What is real is real.
Beliefs bear burden of proof.
Knowledge is fact-based.

Facts are connected
to natural laws that guide
the vast universe.

Science and math rule.
Beliefs tend to be mere tales.
Believe what you will.