In the Embrace of Man

The days of interlude have come and gone and in this termination we find that the undercurrent of withheld expression is coming to the fore with a force to be reckoned with. It is not a force of consequence nor regret but of a coming to terms with what is. This undercurrent, as with any consequential timeline, precedes the days of interlude where taking a back seat is looked upon as being very prim and proper and a role fit for innocent by-standers but can we really say or see that there is such a thing as innocence? This Universe is like a hand that is fit for a glove. All the parts meet and greet in a unified result declaring in one solid voice “I live!” Though the tree contains many leaves the basis remains firmly rooted in perpetuity - until some man comes along and decides something must be done about all that in which case cause and effect are created to full effect. Besides the typical biological agents injected in Man the Earth and Heavens have been moved so as to allow elbow room in the…

Coming Face-to-Face With One's Self

Facing one’s self is another way of looking in the mirror of Life and Living and coming away with a new respect for what is. All that we see is what we see, no more and no less and when we become enamored with our perspective we glorify ourselves and in so doing we purposefully lose sight of what we really are. As we gaze upon the waters at our reflection - we fall in. Becoming full of ourselves we relish the opportunity to let loose upon the world everything that we are. But in this shadow play the real cannot be supplanted and try as we might our enormous efforts of becoming eventually give way and our state of mind returns to it’s previous state. Out of the maelstrom of our desire we tread the path of Life and Living and reap every single drop of it’s rewards - whether we like it or not. It’s such a strange twist of fate to look at the looking, to see how it is that we see, examining the actions we take in bringing the world, large and small, to life. And in order to do so we must step back from…

Killer Klowns: It Came From Outer Space

Last year I suppose I must have been bored at one point in order to produce the “Killer Klowns: It Came From Outer Space” entry. It was fun for a bit and then I left it never to return. I still haven’t returned to it but figured maybe someone would enjoy the moment. So, there it is. ..

A Sight For Sore Eyes

In changing we promote decay as the old must pass the test of time to never return… or does it? Events seemingly beyond our control force us to follow the spiral to it’s bitter end. Down, down into the depths of our own torment do we plough the road ahead and when we notice a bug or two on the windshield we pay it no mind. Events have a way of happening in order to gain our notice. Can there be a divine hand at play or is it all just another typical Hollywood bore of the usual smoke and mirrors. If every leaf that falls is embraced who in the hell could have time for anything else? Dull-witted and slow of intellect the mind does indeed play tricks upon the depth of our field called sight. Out here in the boonies we don’t get much action so passing the time of day is not just a luxury but a fact of life. In so stretching the awareness we take it all in deeply moved by it’s totality. When the leaf falls the universe accommodates itself accordingly and in that moment of unbridled joy there is no wonder of…

Living On The Plantation With The Man

A license is the allowance of an activity which would otherwise be illegal and is granted by those in authority. Of course that very same ‘authority’ defines what is and is not illegal. Just like the plantation owner. Being born on a plantation comes with full expectations and responsibilities. The parents are encouraged to birth their child in an approved environment with approved methods, drugs and surcharges. The plantation owner would like to know about his new slave so proper record keeping is to be strictly adhered to. The master desires only the best care for his new property and the parents are not to be convinced otherwise. The mother will even be given a short time at home to care for her new child before returning back to work but lest she become lazy regular visits to an approved medical facility is required. The mother is to be educated in proper subservience to the plantation doctors and all other methods of health are to be denied, ridiculed and destroyed…

Pleasure For The Holidays

Here is the time of year where those with enough Federal Reserve Notes go out and parlay their savings into some tangible product full of return and value. Oh what fun it is to bump shoulders with the rest of the flock while feeding at the trough of Capitalistic left overs. If it isn’t made in China then what good is it to allow it’s sale to the starving masses. In fulfilling the code and creeds of Advertising torture simply can’t just be left behind. Remember, only the good die young. All through the year care and compassion go unheeded and yet on that one single wonderful day in December all hell breaks loose. How many presents are for me? And in no short order as the room overfills with discarded dead tree waste we look around at our conquest perhaps just a little satisfied that we have received our due share. Or perhaps our mood turns ugly as no one has fulfilled our desire to the level of satisfaction required. In this time of want and desire should we stand alone and aloof in letting the world know…

The Gender Brigade

Let’s get physical (in this presupposition). The woman is such an interesting concept both in the flesh and in the mind. Both are, as far as manly things go, way, way out there. Yes, it is true, the woman cannot be understood by it’s male counterpart and vise-versa. In a dialect universe the male and female organism provides strict and true roles of conduct within which foundational structures can be built. It is in this bedrock that sexism flourishes. But do not be disturbed by the common definition of sexism as this is quite inappropriate and perhaps even too vulgar to be contemplated. Here sexism merely defines the distinctive grouping of male and female and believe it or not there is a distinct difference between the two despite the current rage to promote uniformity among dissociative ideologies. There are rock-solid differences and never shall the two meet…

In The Service of Cause

The human characteristic tends to be self-serving but this should come as no surprise because all characteristics are self-serving, that is the point of having them in the first place - to create an image of self so as to join the party of life and living. In looking through our rose-colored glasses we see the world as something which we believe to be. This certainly does not make it so as belief requires a very healthy dose of imagination injected into the thinking process. Fanciful delight requires that we leave reality very far behind. How else is one to reach the Heavens? These are the days of appearances and deceptions, not all is as it appears but that is the point is it not, to create a false sense in order to feed the hungry demon called self survival. The so-called ‘self’ is what rules the roost and woe to he who feels otherwise. It’s really amazing how the moving of heaven and hell are accomplished all in the name of being right. We must guard and protect that precious little child within which…

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