Windblown Tumbleweeds

One remedy yet to hear proposed,
Is to let those who oppose...
Truth and its levels of reality.
Have their way.
To deepen themselves further,
In holes dug to dig.
To expose the incompetence,
A collective thoughtlessness is.

Let them go.
And witness to observe,
The growth of their self loathing to show.
Until they have gone from the horizon.

With it then to begin to plant,
Not weeds but flourishing fruits to feed...
Minds of a higher consciousness.
Left discouraged by such misdeeds.

Blooming magnificently,
To grow prepared and ready to harvest.
Leaving behind limited minds found,
As useless as rolling...
Windblown tumbleweeds.
Detached.
From anyone or anything meaningful,
To declare beneficial.

Discovering eventually,
The pointless purpose of this...
Directless and annoying nuisance,
Of a nonsense can be kept followed.
Especially if created and made to attract,
The many seeking their investment...
Will return dividends,
For their interest to pay...
Staying to remain glowing,
In an ignorance told...
Has neverending promises to come,
More significant and precious...
Than an awakening to greet,
The dawning of enlightenment...
Could ever do.
For those seeking delusion to feed upon,
Fiction.
If...
Continuing to dig deep,
In darkened holes to discover...
The wealth of it to protect and treasure!