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Acuity: My first feature film

11 May

ACUITY MOVIE POSTER

Greetings all and happy weekend!

As some of you may know, I’ve dabbled in the film industry under the stage name “Michael Mercy.” A few years ago I wrote, directed and co-starred in an inspirational film called “Acuity,” a term you may have seen pop up in some of my writings.

After many requests from viewers of my online movie discussion show, Armchair Directors, I’ve decided to break it out of the vault, dust if off, and put it up on our Youtube channel for all the world to see.

Many of the themes of my writings are present in the film, so I think readers here will enjoy it. Themes of courage, gratitude, living in the moment and not allowing others to influence our emotions.

Thanks for watching, enjoy the show and by all means share the link with your friends and family if you feel the message will have meaning for them as well.

You can watch Acuity online here.

Notice the little things,
Miro (Michael Mercy)

Spread The Fear

15 Dec

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Spread the Fear

The radio turns on to wake you
For the next work day
The first thing that you hear is how
The world is in dismay

People being run over
By cars that fled the scene
Another child missing and
Another murdered teen

A cop shot down by bad guys while
Making an arrest
Right between the eyes and then
A couple in the chest

Earthquakes tearing buildings down
And storms that loom ahead
The more you tune in to the grief
The more the fear is spread

It slowly crawls off of the page,
TV, or radio
And creeps into your mind where it
Will never cease to grow

Countries warring with each other
“What if it spreads here?”
Economy is crashing, “I’ll lose
All things I hold dear!”

And more you fear, the more you’ll tune
Back into the fear vendors
Hoping that someone will rise
To become our defenders

Surprise, surprise, there’s just more fear
There’s just more ache and dread
Just more reasons to stay home
And not get out of bed

At some point you have to admit
That what they’re dolling out
Is no different than a drug
That you snort up your snout

Tuning in to hear the constant
Destruction and death
Makes you just like a junkie
Who’s addicted to meth

You’ve snorted, shot up and smoked it
So long that now you’re hooked
“A car crash on the 401?
Ah, now I’m feeling cooked”

“I’ve gotta see the news tonight!
Some kid got knifed at school!”
And when that story’s done, you’ll wait
For the next piece that’s cruel

I turned my news off long ago
When it was clear to me
That every venue in the news
Reported “balance free”

They focused more on fear and dread
And less on things with hope
Their business is in dealing their
Despair inducing dope

I know this for a fact because
I put them to the test
Recently when I embarked
An altruistic quest

I set out to raise funds and hope
For cancer patients who
Are battling a bigger fear
Than news could ever brew

Some local papers said to me
“We’ll think about it some”
Guess they needed time to try
To spin it as more glum

And others, no response at all
Not interested in hope
More concerned with spreading fear
Than helping patients cope

Same goes for the TV stations
All except for one
Not enamoured with the tale
Since there’s no smoking gun

Point proven both to myself
And hopefully to you
About the kind of message that
The newsman likes to spew

You won’t find hope or strength or faith
When you go turn that dial
All they want to dispense is
All of their fearful bile

Stop the spread and tune out from
The news that does no good
The stories that discourage you
From seeing things that could

Set your mind at ease and rouse
Your passion and your nerve
To realize the greatest purpose
In life is to serve

The fear wants you to stay inside
And keep serving their needs
Listening to their commercials
Bringing them proceeds

The fear will keep you in your house
Curled up in a scared ball
Only when you turn it off
Can you start walking tall

                                      ~Miro

Warrior Book Shilling

28 Jul

I don’t do this very often, but it’s time to shill some books. Help support future publications of Warrior Poet Wisdom by picking up volumes 1-6 for your Kindle, Nook, IPad, Iphone or home computer. Unfortunately these aren’t free to publish and I could use your support! Up to this point I’ve covered all publication costs out of my own pocket because I genuinely don’t do it for the money, I do it to serve and inspire others. It’s my duty as a Warrior. If my writings resonate and inspire you, then now it’s time for you to help me serve and inspire others as well. Inspiration is not a one-way street.

Each volume is a month’s worth of courage, strength and inspiration for less than the price of a movie ticket. I realize most won’t, but for the 1-in-100 that do, thank you for your support. You are the true Warriors among us.

Peace & grace,
~Miro

Vol 1: Peace

Vol 2: Strength

Vol 3: Grace

Vol 4: Intensity

Vol 5: Resolve

Vol 6: Patience

You Are Not A Warrior

27 May

“Out of every one hundred men, ten shouldn’t even be there, eighty are just targets, nine are the real fighters, and we are lucky to have them, for they make the battle. Ah, but the one, one is a warrior, and he will bring the others back.” ~Heraclitus

You Are Not A Warrior

With seven thousand people on
This little page I’ve made
There is one thought that on my mind
Has occasionally weighed

The words of Heraclitus speak
Of how there are so few
Warriors while there are many
Targets just shot through

If you are on this page that claims
To be created by
A Warrior and is meant for
Those who wish to apply

The same virtues, then you must ask
Yourself which one are you:
Just another target or
One of the very few?

A Warrior does not wake up
And dread the day ahead
A Warrior does not wish he
Or she could stay in bed

A Warrior is strong enough
To be gentle but firm
A Warrior does not apologize
And does not squirm

You are not a Warrior
If you have no control
Over how much you do drink
Or food that’s in the bowl

You are not a Warrior
If people cause you stress
If you allow what others do
To influence, depress

You are not a Warrior
If you worry too much
You’ll never find a Warrior
Trapped inside of fear’s clutch

You are not a Warrior
If you are weak and scared
You are not a Warrior
If you have never dared

You are not a Warrior
If you’re concerned about
What others may think and let
Them fill your head with doubt

You are not a Warrior
If something offends you
Accusations and complaints
Only make ego stew

You are not a Warrior
If you wish it were easy
Or if you are a man and treat
Women dirty and sleazy

You are not a Warrior
If you have read this piece
And feel pissed off and press “Unlike”
And make the count decrease

You are just a target that’s
Been hit, bullseye, once more
As they say, “On your way out
Don’t let your ass hit door”

‘Cause I don’t have the time to waste
On people who can’t see
That every single person has
The potential to be

A Warrior but few step up
And make the sacrifice
So if you are a target then
You don’t need my advice

                                         ~Miro

T.G.I.M.

5 Mar

“Thank God it’s Monday.” ~Miro

T.G.I.M.

I recently got some advice
From a man I respect
This warrior of modern times
On Mondays did reflect

He talked about how everyone
Is always so downbeat
When the weekend has gone by
And is fully complete

“I hate Mondays” is what many
Grumble on that day
But this wise man points out just what
Is behind that cliche

The kind of person who wakes up
On Monday morn and cries
Is the same one who on Friday
Does happily rise

And says “TGIF” and is
Ecstatic that the week
Has finally “concluded,” for them
Fridays are the peak

This warrior’s own point of view
Is that there is no day
That has more joy or dread than any
Other cycle may

If you’re the kind of person who
Waits till the week is done
To be excited in the morning
You have not begun

To see the potential that lies
In every single hour
Of every single day because
You’re busy being sour

If you break the habit of
Waiting for week to end
If you take it day by day
And make them somehow blend

If you can wake up on Tuesday
With the same vigor
As you do on Saturday
(or maybe even bigger)

If you can be as thankful
When Monday rears its head
As you are on Friday and
Not show dismay instead

If Friday comes and goes and is
Another day to you
Another day you tried your best
Another day you grew

No different than Wednesday, Thursday
Or the week’s beginning
You’ll find no matter what the day
You will always be grinning

You’ll see what could be done each day
For those who do not work
Exclusively for the weekend
And rest of the week shirk

Yes, it’s Monday, deal with it
Embrace it, get it done
Don’t dread it and three more days
Before you cherish one

                                       ~Miro

Who Are You Wearing, Warrior?

27 Feb

“Expensive clothes are a waste of money.” ~Meryl Streep

Who Are You Wearing, Warrior?

The red carpet gets rolled out and
The stars come out in force
And first thing interviewers ask
Is for them to endorse

The company that made their clothes
As if it has a bearing
On anything that matters when they
Ask “Who are you wearing?”

The stars are often polite and
They try to play along
Hugo Boss,” “Armani” and “Versace
Same old song

The irony is that they choose
To ask the question “Who?”
As if the sewer’s name implies
More admiration’s due

The Warrior looks on at all
The glitz and pageantry
And only dresses, jackets, pants
And shoes are what they see

The question is not “Who?” but “What?”
Because it doesn’t matter
Who created all these clothes
Which cost so much to flatter

What did you do to earn praise?”
What fuels your burning fire?”
What are you most passionate
About, what did inspire?”

Sixty seconds wasted on
The shallow subject of
Things the rich spend money on
Instead of what they love

Further perpetrating the
Misleading attitude
That “who” you wear decides precisely
How you will be viewed

I tip my hat in respect to
The Warriors who chose
To stand apart and not care how
They’re judged based on their clothes

For everyone who utters things
Like “What an ugly dress!”
Or “What a boring suit” or “That
Outfit failed to impress”

The Warrior has weeded out
The superficial sheep
People who would rather keep it
Shallow than look deep

“Who am I wearing?” they ask
Right back with a sly smile
“Many designers made what you see
Let us compile:

I’m wearing Peace and Fortitude
Resolve, Courage and Strength
Intensity and Patience, as you see
It’s perfect length

A little Focus and Balance
Thrown in there at the base
And with some trim of Selflessness
And Love as well and Grace

That may not be the answer that
The interviewer wants
But names of designers are not
What the Warrior flaunts

There’s only one designer of
The ensemble they wear:
Wisdom made what you see here
Dress label? I don’t care”

                                 ~Miro

Take It Back

16 Feb

“Through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered I have fought my way here to take back what you have stolen.” ~Labyrinth

Take It Back

We’re given a life
That is free from all strife
When our mothers gives birth
But it soon loses worth

Over years from decisions
Of not chasing visions
Of aborting our goals
And allowing our souls

To grow too complacent
Focus too much on rent
And material things
Which just emptiness brings

And then one day we see
That we’re no longer free
Our lives have been taken
By those who have shaken

The truth from our hearts
And imposed shallow parts
Saying money and praise
Is for what we should craze

This warrior comes
To bang on battle drums
And to give battle cry:
“Take it back ‘fore you die!”

“Take your life back from them
All their concepts condemn
All their fierce competition
And their golden ambition

All their status and bragging
Leaves your compassion lagging
All their feeding of pride
Only serves to misguide

Shut out all the noise
And regain your true poise
It is time to wage war
On the concept of “more”

On the things they’ve told us:
That we should cause a fuss
Whenever we can’t
Achieve what will enchant

Come full circle to
The truth that you once knew
Before they all took
Your true joy with their hook

Let go selfishness
And all of the stress
Take your life back and live
For your true purpose: to give”

                                      ~Miro

The Missing Piece

21 Jan

“All along I’ve shown you by example that a warrior’s life is not about imagined perfection or victory; it is about love.” ~Dan Millman, “Way of the Peaceful Warrior

The Missing Piece

As I have beat my chest and claimed
“A warrior am I!”
There have been many that claim to
The same virtues apply

I’m always joyed to meet another
Warrior in heart
But sometimes they seem to be missing
The most crucial part

They speak of strength and wisdom but
Their motivation’s not
The same as what I believe that
The warrior has got

Love is what it’s all about
The driving force within
It is not fame or money or
Awards or a big win

My cause is always rooted in
My love for those that share
The air I breath, the ground I walk
For those not yet aware

Of all the strength and fearlessness
That they possess but never
Cultivate it, let it out and
Take control forever

It’s very obvious to me
When someone’s motivation
It not a selfless one, instead
It’s on their own fixation

Their own success, their own advance
Their own fortune and fame
One cannot be a “warrior”
If driven by acclaim

They never seem to share knowledge
From others who are wise
They often quote themselves as they
Inspire and advise

Be weary of the ones that claim
To be warriors but
Seem to think quite highly of
Themselves and tend to strut

Flash their name at every chance
And make real sure no one
Ever quotes a single line
Unless credit is done

The warrior is selfless and
Before themselves puts you
Beware impostors who just want
To make their wealth accrue

You’ll see the truth when you meet them
Your intuition knows
The missing piece of love will always
Shed light and expose

For love does radiate, it is
The peaceful, guiding light
That those out for themselves will never
Manage to ignite

                         Love,
                                  ~Miro

Soft Times

19 Jan

“Most of the luxuries and many of the so-called comforts of life, are not only not indispensable, but positive hindrances to the elevation of mankind.” ~Henry David Thoreau

Soft Times

This ain’t the age of warriors
Of that there’s little doubt
The world in which we live in is
One where the soft have clout

It is the age of convenience
Where everything’s “right now”
Everything is “instantly”
With no time to allow

Everything at fingertips
And no patience required
Is it any wonder why
There are so few inspired?

Everything is effortless
But they can’t figure out
Even with this convenience
How to make folks not pout

They constantly complain and whine
About how life is hard
Very few do see that life
Today’s as soft as lard

Bad choices are everywhere
Junk food on every street
Liquor, drugs and luxury
The body does mistreat

The warrior’s a different breed
They’re not afraid to turn
Their backs on all these soft pleasures
Because for more they yearn

Patience, strength and grace which comes
From saying “Not for me”
They aren’t afraid to put chests out
And say “I disagree”

They do not eat when not hungry
For sake of socializing
They do not have another drink
And thereby compromising

Their set of values and virtues
They are not out to please
And all the luxuries in life
To them will not appease

Because the warrior knows that
Like warriors before
All their virtues are not forged
In comfort but in war

The war on ease and laziness
On convenience and leisure
This is why when gadgets bust
The warrior won’t seizure

When other doodads and knicknacks
Go on the fritz and break
The warrior has patience and
Does not become a flake

They do not get frustrated ‘cause
That is a soft reaction
The warrior’s as hard as stone
And suffers no distraction

Because they see the soft times that
Surround them and they say:
“Keep your fancy instant toys
Which frustrate and dismay

We are descendants of the ones
Who needed nothing more
Than what’s already inside us:
Our solid, sturdy core”

                               ~Miro

Try Harder

18 Jan

“Much good work is lost for the lack of a little more. ” ~Edward H. Harriman

Try Harder

When you try your best and it doesn’t work
And you lose your cool and then go berserk
Try harder

When you make a plan that’s not in the cards
When you’re tackled short of just a few yards
Try harder

When you get a message and you think it can wait
And you put off responding ‘till a later date
Try harder

When you’ve had a bad day that’s pushed you to the brink
And you try to find solace by grabbing a drink
Try harder

When you’re mad at someone ’cause they screwed up once more
And you unload on them with your vengeful roar
Try harder

When you know you should go for a jog or a run
But you stay on the couch because it’s more fun
Try harder

When you’re asked for your help but you tell them “I can’t”
Because you’re so busy you’ve no time to grant
Try harder

When you see something weird and make fun with jokes
‘Cause your personal tastes are not like those folks
Try harder

When you throw in the towel and whimper “I quit!”
‘Cause you can’t bare to take another big hit
Try harder

When you come home from work and just sit on the couch
And spend your evening being a tired grouch
Try harder

When someone you love doesn’t get your attention
When their thoughtfulness doesn’t get any mention
Try harder

When you read or see something that brings up your mood
But you don’t share with others so they’ll feel renewed
Try harder

                                             ~Miro