Author: Phil Rockstroh

Phil Rockstroh is a poet, lyricist and philosopher bard living in New York City. Yet a bio amounts to dharma for dimwits: It defines a human being in the same manner and degree of veracity as a restaurant menu describes the various slabs of meat offered … commodified things that were once living beings.

Rigorous Imagination and the Polis of the Psyche

Circumstances do not change unless perceptions change. ...

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Empire Of Panic And Ephemera

Keep buying stuff. More stuff! As long as you buy stuff, nobody needs to get hurt. The politics of Empire...

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The Great Dismal

Our actions exist as living architecture that surrounds the breathing moment. Future generations will dwell in the world we erect, thought by thought, deed by deed....

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Anger, Passion, and Destiny in the USA

There has been a deadly legacy wrought by social structures that inflict shame and thus sow seeds of inarticulate rage. ...

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Guns: America’s Addiction

America is addicted to guns and the politics of aggression, aimed entirely at the target audience of consumers, is exploited for commercial and artistic gain....

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A Financial Cliff, a War on Christmas, and Other Dim Tidings

The conversation, between humankind and catastrophic natural phenomenon, tends to be a bit one-sided....

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Of Grief and Hope

Climate chaos. Dying oceans. The degradation of U.S. corporate/militarist empire and the concomitant collapse of the global, neoliberal order. Our child will be born into a world where there will be...

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After the Flood

In the presence of death and in the aftermath of great storms, we apprehend how vainly we cling to the illusion of certainty and permanence. ...

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Zionist Heckles Answered

Why should the neighbors of the Zionist state be forced to live on their knees and give perpetual penitence because of the crimes of the anti-Semites of Europe? ...

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Empire’s Halloween Part 2

The US Empire is dead meat. We should lose the imagery of a noble and lofty bald eagle: rotting road kill should be proclaimed our official national animal, vampires and werewolves offer a more apt...

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Empire’s Halloween Pt 1

The US Empire is dead meat. We should lose the imagery of a noble and lofty bald eagle: rotting road kill should be proclaimed our official national animal....

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Grieving for Greed Pt.2

'Cell phones and bottled water were proffered to strangers. As night fell, candles flickered in public squares; there was the sound of sobbing and impromptu singing. The scene seemed like a cross...

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Grieving for Greed. Welteschmerz Pt. 1

If the end of the commercialist capitalist empire gets you down, the right thing to do is to grieve for it. Then move on....

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Angry and Distracted Pt2

There exists one requisite trait needed to face evil: The knowledge of one's own capacity for embodying the trait. Inseparable, treachery and redemption arrive together. The human heart, capable of...

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Angry, and Distracted. Pt1

Unless communal space can be reclaimed and our innate humanity re-established, to paraphrase Kafka: There is infinite hope but not for us. Exploitative social arrangements, throughout history, carry...

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Gun Control and the Second Amendment

Restricting the manufacture, thus profit motive, of firearms is a must... to keep them out of the hands of criminals, psychopaths, and idiots, and that includes the cops....

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In the Land of Never Was

In the Land of Never Was: The Last, Desperate Hours of Climate Chaos Deniers‪ and Capitalist Rah-Rahs‬ Often, the world… forever unfolding, recombining, morphing, dying and transforming…...

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After the Fireworks: 4th July, Higgs Boson, and notions of independence

On July 4, the people of the U.S. marked the passing of another year's perfunctory, Independence Day festivities. The date, also, was occasioned by the formal announcement from physicists at CERN...

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The Footlong Hotdog of the Apocalypse: Part 2

'those active in the Occupy Wall Street Movement do have jobs: Our job is to transform the present order' To dwell in the domain of the heart…is to choose to live in a dangerous...

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The Footlong Hotdog of the Apocalypse: Part 1

´Too often people practice freedom of speech, rather than committing to the more difficult task of pursuing freedom of being’ Almost exactly ten years ago, in June of 2002, my wife and I were...

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In the Name of My Father, Part 2

Not too long ago, I had a dream wherein I stood gazing over the atrium of a large complex of multi-story structures. Inadvertently, I dropped my "special" writing pen…It glinted...

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In the Name of My Father

My parents modest, single-level, brick home stands on property that was once part of a sprawling estate owned by the Candler family, Atlanta’s Coca-Cola patricians. Built during the post-war,...

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When in doubt, blame the Proles

'Our political class don’t have capacity to do anything else but blame increasing numbers of people, to avoid discussing a politics they didn’t realise they were charged with...

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Requiem and Renewal in the Shadow of Wall Street

In the Name of My Father: Requiem and Renewal in the Shadow of Wall Street On May 1, after a day of May Day activities on the streets and avenues of Manhattan, my wife and I and a troop of other OWS...

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The Big Empty: Eating Cheetos with the Hungry Ghosts of a Corporate State Pt. 2

In a nation defined by vast wealth disparity and the deprivation it causes others on the planet, by means of impoverished lives and ecological devastation, taking more than one's share...

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The Big Empty: Eating Cheetos with the Hungry Ghosts of a Corporate State

Due to the consolidation of wealth and privilege into fewer and fewer hands, thus requiring escalating amounts of officially mandated surveillance and brutality to maintain social order, the natural...

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On The Nature Of Self-Defeating Convictions

A missive to an estranged southern friend Although I have resided in New York City for many years, I was born in the Deep South. On a daily basis, I negotiate Manhattan's gridded streets and...

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Living Beyond the ‘Folded Lie’: Part Two

Wall Street is again flush with the electronic facsimile of the stuff once known as money. But this is a Botox Recovery Both economic depression and so-called psychological depression are engendered...

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Living Beyond the ‘Folded Lie’: Part One

Wall Street is again flush with the electronic facsimile of the stuff once known as money. But this is a Botox Recovery Living Beyond the 'Folded Lie': On Life Before and After Collapse Wall...

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Reclaiming The Commons: Part 2

Phil Rockstroh follows up on last week's essay, and applies poetic thinking to the quagmire that is 21st century living. Relentlessly, from early childhood on, our hopes and longings are subject...

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