My use of magic is based on my observation that it keeps happening whether one acknowledges it or not, and that learning to exert some influence is better than letting it flap in the wind. If I like people, I warn them in advance that my universe is weirder than the one they may have been traversing before they met me. If they've pissed me off, well, I duck under the low branch and then watch them walk face-first into it.
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Order is necessary
for the function of the universe,
but too much order
It is a trickster's duty
to point out when rules
have become a stranglehold
and leaders have become despots.
Someone needs to be there
to slip a whoopie cushion onto the throne,
to mock a politician's callous words,
to look at the Emperor in his new clothes
and shout, "Hey, that fat man is naked!"
Humor is activism,
Plan C for comedy --
a tradition dating back
to trickster deities in pantheons
and court jesters tumbling in front of kings.
There is nothing so important
that it can never be laughed at.
When things go wrong,
there is always
"The Right Reasons"
-- an indriso
They come into our land with tank and tread,
The bark of guns and stamp of heavy boots,
And where they pass their bloody banners spread.
They hunt for us and call us rotten fruits,
As if the world is better when we're dead,
That they should end us all from bud to roots.
For reasons such as this we go to war
And claim as good the life we're fighting for.
Justice is meant to be fair
but there are countless practices
that aim to lay a thumb on the scales --
institutions too big to fail,
conflicts of interest,
those who would be above the law,
deals under the table,
lobbyists dancing with revolving doors --
and every one of them
is a chink in the foundation
of a stable society because
if the law is not for everyone
then it is for no one
if rational methods do not resolve conflicts
then people will choose less rational ones instead.
-- an indriso
Geeks and nerds play with language to amuse,
Folding words like paper, shooting the hoops,
Bowing to applause noisy and profuse.
Partisans play with language to confuse,
Making the nooses, slipping through the loops,
Looking for the next thing they can abuse.
They make whole loops like this, Moebius troops,
Until someone slits the ribbon -- oops.