In regards to Social Media’s “shallow waters” indoctrinization…

“Shame on you, if you choose avoid a person, philosophy, art form or literature just because you think it will bring down your ‘Social Media Stock Value‘.”

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The Solitudinairian Candidate

The Solitudinarian Candidate 

Solitudinarian is currently my way but it’s not been solely by choice;

I can survive it without going mad because I’m kind to my own damned voice.

I enjoy my own company more than most but there are many people I like;

If only they’d stop to sit down with me, my solitudinarian ways could take a short hike.

Though we all need somebody, remember to look Big & Inward…everyone should tend their own gardens;

Some time to our Self…just a little each day & I’ll sing you all my pardons.

Though, nobody’s stopping ’cause the world’s disarrayed and our perspectives right along with it;

It doesn’t exist unless you like it & share it & follow no patter the pulpit.

From a world where ideas were indeed our cure for the ills that befall common men;

To Facebook, & Twitter & Instagram’s “Cheese!” where our soured minds Made SHIT Great…Again!

We spread corrupt data like a fiery disease because of who’s posting instead of the post…reading isn’t efficient with our spans;

That’s exactly what corpos wanted from us/from the jump…working the industrial lines of their data/their plans.

We buy data & time & bandwidth for our connection to freedom of hopefully, possibly, heard voices;

Because the whole world is lonely & when the internet came it gave us a chance to say our names & immortalize our choices.

Nowadays, we spin fool’s gold into pixels laundering our pain into hope, wishes & dreams;

So the whites come out whiter & the colors come out brighter on our screens, our posts & our memes.

The Corpos don’t care about our zodiac sign or what we get from a survey for “Find your Spirit Animal”;

Though, they love that you took it to collate the data & get a fair shot on your rPhone’s great camera.

I’m not preaching at y’all…I’m just telling the truth & callin’ ‘em like I see ‘em;

I’m holding a mirror & what’s there is just there & I’m caught in this churn right there with ya.

The Deccenial Census is taken each day as soon as we start to shake off sleep’s sands;

For what’s the first thing we do about that vexing sound in the morn but reach for that phone with both hands?

The remedy appears to me as an evolution of the soul where we’re open to connect but newly inoculated from corpo confections;

Though that evolution takes a minute or a millennium to occur so I remain a solitudinarian to reduce my risk of further infection.

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Oasis

Oasis

You are water & I am sand

You are steam & I’m a wrinkle

You are ice & I am butter

You’re the wind against my shutter

I am silver & you are gold

I have secrets & you’ve been told

I am cracked & you the glue

You’re a path of only two

I was the student when you were the teacher

Now I’m the professor & you the apt pupil

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ACT

ACT

Given my misanthropic ways & my circumscribed days…being sickly hasn’t really been that bad.

The only times I’m lonely & my soul weeps for escape…are the times I look back regretfully at my hale & hearty days.

Moving on is an illusion; it’s carrying on but it’s carrying weight…I sit dazzled at those that are able at all to still perambulate.

On these “soul weepy” days & I feel the bars of my cage…I’m a fucking coward for still hanging around.

When the floor show is over & you can no longer dance…one should know it’s past time to exit the stage.

But then a bird sings & I look through the glass at my side…that free flitting chanteuse becomes my flame’s point of pride.

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Meditations

Yin & Yang Lost their Spots.  

(See Yin & Yang’s Spots Roll Away)                     

Have you ever been angry at a friend or family member that tried to initiate a mediation between you & another friend because the two of you were arguing & by nature both immovable objects, opposite, identical or otherwise? Have you chewed them out or laid into them & then later found yourself apologizing because it turned out they were actually right to try & help &, though you couldn’t see it at the time, in your eyes now realize had they not had the courage to stand up & be counted as the objective voice of reason & emotional evolution with both of you that said friend or family members wouldn’t even be in each other’s lives anymore because your conflict would’ve had no perspective or lubricant? Do you now realize that some poeple are yin, some are yang & other are the opposite spots on both sides? People who can see & understand the bigger picture because there are the outsiders within? They can see the mountain & the trees & how they work together & why they need each other. People without whom we would be separate & less than whole. The people we know who see these things will always be there & always care…keep them close, for once they are gone you may find your self without a moral compass companion.

Never be dismissive of a friend who approaches conflict & frisson bearing solutions instead of problems. These people, often the misfits, are the grease that keeps friendships civil & in working order…even in times of conflict. If you have been dismissive & aggro towards these individuals for simply trying to help, did you ever apologize for hurting them? Did you ever, without asking, think about them & intuit a deed of kindness for them? No matter how they look in the Yin & Yang they are not small nor insignificant…they are literally & almost contently trapped, always there stuck & immovable from the heart of you. Lying flat they look like they will always be there for you. It’s exactly then, when you think you can take them for granted  (not with malice; it’s just that they’ve always been a part of you & you’ve learned to expect their presence), that life picks you up & what happens…they fall out of your life, existence…your yin & your yang. Why did they fall out? Because they are only strong when you’re wise enough to see their value & strong enough hold onto them or hold them up with you as you rise. They only stay with you when you support them otherwise they fall out & roll away.

Are you cold to them, or a bully to them, or aloof or are you simply negligent with their feeelngs; keeping them in the back of your mind & never bringing them to the fore. Why? Because you think they have nowhere to go but to sit right where you want them…immersed in you your world…your conflicts…your problems…your triumphs and successes  as part of your own personal captive audience with no real respect for their opinions or feelings.

  Are you stoic to them from the outside because you can’t cop to a guilt you know is there & still carry; ignoring the wiser part of yourself that judges you for how you treat them? The guilt of being pridefully flippant while knowing you’re wrong to neglect these powerfully precious small things, these people who can see into the heart of others, empathize with others & understand even the most outrageous points of view because they themselves are always looking at the hearts of things…the roots of conflict & the sources of opinions. Do you mask that guilt?…measuring them by metrics that aren’t applicable to them so that you can assuage your guilt because by those metrics they fail to meet high standards that don’t even apply to them? Do you even appreciate that you are the one they’re protecting in conflict or do you only see that they are less than you by the standards of those metrics that   preemptively exclude them? Do you measure them by whether you have more than them, are prettier than them, richer than them, happier than them, etc. Instead of seeing them as they are…instead of through the lense of who you are? Do you give them credit for literally forming the bond that holds people together…these “Grey Area Dwellers” are the inbetween hues that hold opposites colors together on the wheel. They are our glue…slow to fight, quick to forgive. Do you even notice the assets they bring out in your own character? Are they a helpful family member or worried friend you only half listen to? Well, I admit, maybe I’m wrong about this whole concepts these bridge builders but do you really think I am? The best friends we have, sadly, are the ones you never call. The healthiest people or relationships in our lives sometimes are the ones we don’t nurture at all because we see them as periphery …structures…rusted in fixtures & stone chimneys that aren’t going anywhere. When, in fact, the whole relies on them to stick together. The only things that retains form & shape after a fire are fixtures & chimneys.

Anger at another simply for the act of intervening in a problem or conflict zone between two parties they both know better than they know the circumstances of their conflict, welcomed for their diplomatic efforts by both parties hearing nothing the Third Party has to say, which could be exactly the collection of words that conflict is missing to help it roll onto resolution & restitution.

 It’s as bad as judging by people by only one side of a story…the one someone told you…& the other half you don’t bother putting in the effort to find & hear before passing judgement.

A good metaphor would be that it’s like being mad at A Hammer or A Battle Axe for building a house or chopping wood. It’s dehumanizing to the person you have a disagreement with & it’s incorrect.

When an entry party intervenes in a conflict zone they are acting as one of two things…they are either creating with a hammer or rending things inert with an axe. They are forces of unity or separation.

If you need to judge. Judge only by the Entry Party’s Behavior…are they fixing up your house or “space of communication” by hammering away to make forward progress…or rendering communication moot by cleaving & hewing at the space between the two people or people in general. In essence, are they a wrecker or a builder…a breaker or a fixer?

ALL THAT SAID, THE CAVEATS & EXCEPTION THAT PROVE THE RULE…

UNLESS THEY ARENT FAMILY OR “CHOSEN” FAMILY. (Because you have no clue what’s going on with two strangers…so mind ya business.)

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UNLESS THOSE PEOLE ARE MARRIED When two people are married…there’s a “spookey action at a distance“, as Albert Einstein would say, there that prevents any outside help other than solicited or professional. From this Social “Spookey Action” When Distant you will find in those that fall into the couples’ orbit: repression, inhibition, the thing what breaks a person, communities & hearts because the Spookey Action & its ability to keep everyone at arms length in a conflict leaves people to their creative minds & the very little they know about the conflict. This is where gossip, malice, innuendo & unfair judgment thrive. Almost all children grow up in a constant conflict zone (no matter how well handled or healthy the environment) they they are not really able or allowed to understand or be a party to conflicts because of the “spooky action” of a marriage contract.

So in the end openness to the help of those closest to you-let them in!…A better appreciation of the poeple you serially take for granted-think about what a bar graph of communication initiated by each of you would look like, how embarrassing for you as a human being, show them they are appreciated, reach out first for once!…& unsolicited, random acts of kindness to make the lonely in your orbit  feel less so & just turning of the damn

ed judgment function in your brain when it’s screaming to be a bitch or a bastard! should make for happier circles of friends, family & loved ones AND, if you’ve absorbed any of what you just read at all, a very evolved, happy & productive new year with far less hurdles than you’re conditioned to expect.

Happy 2018

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Love No Titans


Love No Titans

The love you hold in your heart for another person…the person you love most in this world…measure it, feel it, run around, reach out & touch the sides. As the corona light of your amazement at its towering immensity, burning intensity & perfect power passes just over the four horizons, the horizons that the love you feel itself surpasses…never forget that your love is inversely congruent to how much you can hate that very same person.

This is not a warning…

This is not a threat…

This is not a premonition.

This is a testification of a fact that should ensure that you cherish every ounce of love you have ever known…if you’ve known it. Never let it go to seed & spoil because the inverse universe will devour you for you complacency down to the

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