I love to write poetry. It is an excellent way to meld words of whatever language one speaks with what one feels and experiences.
Some would disagree but to me, all living people are poets. You can hear it in the speech of people every day talking about their lives, work, situations.
Do you like poetry?
Some people enjoy poetry more than others. There are of course, your stereo-typical groups that appear to enjoy poetry than others. I suppose it could be agreed upon that the general profession of loggers would not fit in that group or a bunch of aboriginals walking about Australia. That would be a general assumption though as everyone is different when exposed to a situation or choice.
Many discussions have taken place regarding something so simple as poetry. What one person considers good poetry to be is vastly different than another, and this leads me to today’s thought.
Look at me for example. I’m not very smart, I make a living with my hands and brawn. I love children, people, life. I voted for Trump. I’m vehemently against abortion, hate, degradation of people, yet I love to cut tree’s down, laugh at humanities confusion about natural resources, global warming, war…
My poetry is not acceptable to most just as I repel most. Fitting actually.
So too, you. If you embrace what you are, you and not the group you seek approval in, then you are just like me.
This is what is lost in this world today. The ability to be and try.
“Horseshit Robin, a bunch of fucked up words if you ask me. You’re a fucking monster. Trust me, there is no one as fucked up as you on this entire planet…”
Not true parasite, that’s your opinion and actually one like many people. People blindly glued to whatever social herd they identify with. Such groups lose their individual identity and these people close their minds to those not ‘like’ them.
Have you noticed lately the polarization of your modern world? With all the instant choices and fulfillment’s of such, the world has turned into a hard-shelled place filled with bubbles of social groups. Each bubble filled with people who really cannot handle this fast-paced stage of their evolution.
Humanity has evolved nicely the past millions of years. Slowly coming to terms of its mental, physical, and spiritual growth… But today? Yikes. Unbalanced. Chaos. Science is outstripping the body/mind. So, now the polarization.
A liberal man/woman, lost in whatever worldly faith they believe in would never like my poetry, or a conservatives, whereas I can find the enjoyment in theirs. Why? Well, that’s a whole other story.
Titles: Conservative, Liberal. So many more as the bubble groups do love the titles.
I guess what it comes down to is this. Ignorance. If one does not have the ability to see even their own faults and weakness then they definitely cannot understand the weakness of others. And this is how all the shit I just wrote applies to poetry.
First, most people do not read poetry. Those that do, choose to enjoy that pertaining to the bubble of a group they align with.
“Robin, make sense. Your mind is weird today.”
Everyday parasite, everyday, not just today.
If you’re reading this and never wrote a poem, please do. If you are constantly lost in your worldly views, try and glimpse, even if only for a moment, the view of others you don’t like or approve of. Just this simple action is an evolutionary leap far above those others who are stuck in a rut they will never rise from.
Robin Lipinski 
I never trusted or liked pro-life activists.
Even at college I thought them too earnest and too religious. I thought the shocking images they showed were manipulative.
I distinctly remember my argument: A heart transplant is gross to look at, too. I don’t want to look at pictures of that, and heart transplants are brilliant. So back off, pro-lifers with your scary pictures.
I also didn’t trust the provenance of the pictures; I was sure they had been photoshopped.
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If the anti-abortion position was so strong, it should be able to argue without resorting to emotionally manipulating its audience with fraudulent horror pictures.
Once you have this mentality, it’s very easy to completely dismiss pro-life activists. And the universities of the world are teeming with young people just like that young person I once was.
Fast forward to April 2013 and Kermit Gosnell’s trial in Philadelphia, when everything changed.
Nothing in the intervening years had shaken my feelings on the subject.
But the images shown in the courtroom were not from activists, they were from police detectives and medical examiners and workers at the 3801 Lancaster Ave. clinic.
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The expert testimony describing “good” abortions was from OB/GYNs who had been performing abortions for 30 years. The witnesses swore an oath to tell the truth and to present the evidence, and they did, under pain of penalty for perjury.
What they said and the pictures they showed changed me. I am not the same person I was.
Abortion arguments from pro-abortion advocates tend to avoid any actual talk of how an abortion is done and what exactly it is that is being aborted. I know a lot about both now.
I now know that what is aborted is a person, with little hands and nails and a face that from the earliest times has expression.
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The humanity in all the pictures is unmistakable, the pictures of the babies that were shown as evidence in the Gosnell trial—first, second, and third trimester babies, in all their innocence and perfection.
I also know that in a proper, legal abortion, babies are poisoned in their mother’s womb by injecting a needle filled with potassium chloride into the baby’s heart. Then the baby is suctioned out in pieces.
If the baby is bigger, forceps are used to pull it out in pieces—an arm, a leg, the head often torn from the torso. If the head is too big to pull out, the abortionist makes a hole in the base of the skull and the brain is sucked out to collapse the skull so the head can come easily.
That’s how it’s done when it’s done well.
Reading the testimony and sifting through the evidence in the case in the research for this book and for writing the script of the movie has been brutal. I have wept at my computer. I have said the Our Father sitting at my desk.
I am no holy roller—I hadn’t prayed in years—but at times when I was confronted with the worst of this story I didn’t know what else to do.
I have had a profound sense of the presence of evil in the actions of Gosnell and his staff and their complete lack of conscience. Most disturbing of all is the banality of the evil; in the clinic they joked and laughed amidst the carnage.
I am absolutely certain that the dead babies spoken of in court were unique people whom the world will now never know. I hope this book and the movie go some way to mark the fact that they lived and in their short lives made a difference.
Time will tell. This story can change hearts and minds; it has mine.
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Ann McElhinney. What a wonderful human being. I just watched her in an interview and it was more than wonderful to see some more hope for your world.
Abortion is wrong on so many levels it is beyond amazing to even start and justify any reason for it.
Are you for abortion? If you are, that’s okay, you’re ignorant and stupid. It is okay to be ignorant and stupid. Embrace it, but if you decide to be worthy of being intelligent, compassionate, or even smart, you can change your mind.
If you’re against abortion, you are a part of why I find some hope for your planet.
Children are wonderful. They are joy. They are life.
Social blabber of, “Who will take care of the child, you?” or “Rape. You expect the mother to raise the product of the attacker? or “The health of the mother is at stake…” All ignorant and stupid statements. A verbal/mental ‘alka seltzer’ to sooth the acid of your choice to kill. And that’s okay, because you are human you are a killer…
Ann, you’re a wonderful woman and I applaud you. Keep your convictions and faith and maybe, just maybe, some ignorant stupid people will evolve. Doubtful, but some will as evolution goes both ways and in the end I know it will succeed with wonder while leaving the bones of the ignorant and stupid in the dust bin of history.