just a choice

If you take this seriously, you might understand. For some, an act of war is defined as having a different opinion or perspective. Those so insecure in their thoughts or beliefs are sad - and dangerous. Defending those who would attack an idea is even more absurd, but in a world where delusional thinking is layered upon itself to justify itself, anything can be rationalized and justified. Sometimes it is just a choice, would you rather laugh or hate.

Sometimes changing the subject doesn't work...

roommates

if you read this, you would know more about how i felt and why things are the way they are... but you might not want to face reality or truth or me... that is probably why we don't talk about it... if we talked, we might work out the stuff in the way, the stuff we are not happy about, the stuff that creeps up and causes our tension and mini-explosive moments... relationships of any kind can be tolerated for mutual benefit, but they improve when honesty actually happens and they are frustrating when frustrations are not discussed and resolved... if you read this, you could ignore it... the way you ignore the clutter most of the time... but the frustration bubbles up and bites us now and then... i can only guess that for you this is an acceptable trade off so you do not have to delve into the reasons for your betrayal of trust... for me, your not delving into it prevents me from trusting you or processing the betrayal... so we live in clutter and disarray and neither of us like it but i let it be and add to it because the frustration of lack of trust is unresolved and you have your reasons that you do not share when i ask... if you want to de-clutter, talk about it... that's the first step of doing something about it... if you read this...

oh look, a squirrel...

1 Corinthians 13:11

did you ever consider that maybe it meant When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I felt as a child, I thought as a child. Now that I have become a man, I have lost the child. In other words, in accepting the concepts of being grown-up and taking responsibility, you lose the wonderfully clear perspective of innocence and simplicity that leads to truth that only children maintain...

of course you who wants to face that depressing thought...

it might suggest that everything we think we know is wrong and more specifically, that becoming a man means becoming the self-destructive suicidal ignorant fear-filled beings that any child can see we are...

oooo, look at the pretty butterfly...

not just for the shock value

but it's just so easy to pluck on human fears and prejudices and without buying into them, it's just too easy to find the ridiculousness and stupidity and even the danger of believing in things you don't understand and then you suffer (thank you stevie) and while i mock and laugh, i really pluck in the hope that awareness and awakening and enlightenment might come out of the provocative words you read here instead of just anger or disgust or some ignorance judgment...

what?...

bestiality is wrong unless the beast is on top

disrespect for the office of the president of the united states reached a new low this year and somebody wondered if it was the unspoken subliminal racism still festering like a python's gobutit under the liberal equality preaching that am radio jocks love to profess as if they invented tolerance when we all know they are smirking at the gullibility of their audience and when i saw the billboard nigga fooled us in '08, neva again! as i was driving a very rural and of course religious stretch of i10 across the south sprinkled with anti-abortion and pro-military billboards and i knew somebody must be right so kick a chicken across the road and call it macaroni as if it is righteous brothers, or indignation, or at least indigestion as the millionaire lowlife are coming out from under their rocks to wash their stinky socks in public again because it is a presidential election year... and god save the queen...

christian bands

from what i hear, some christian musicians are writing some beautiful music and meaningful, even relevant lyrics in spite of being clinically delusional...

brother can you spare a quarter note?

the cat and the canary (or mouse)

the advantages of being the cat...

the cat can dominate the space of a smaller animal such a a canary or a mouse and then needs to do nothing more than wait for the canary or mouse to get used to the limits and lack of freedom and make a mistake allowing the cat to pounce, to react, and therein leaving canary or mouse to run or fly in circles (or into walls) in panic mode wondering what he or she did wrong... that is why the cat can smile as it does, for it just does what a cat does, trap, wait, pounce, and the poor canary or mouse just appears foolish and helpless for being such easy prey...

the secret to escape for the canary or mouse is patience... the cat can become just as complacent, it just takes longer but in that time the canary or mouse can identify escape paths that the cat cannot reach and then, in time, use one of those paths when two conditions are met - the canary is truly ready to reach the safe zone AND the cat is away for sufficient time to allow the entire journey to the safe zone to be completed without interference...

patience is the essential tool and skill that must be mastered for this escape... and the canary must remember that the cat is already a master of patience for cats are lazy by nature and quite conditioned to set traps and wait for their prey to forget it is trapped and tired of the limits...

in many ways humanity is playing this cat and canary (or mouse) game as there are a few cats in charge with most of the wealth and power keeping billions of canaries (or mice) trapped in daily routines that allow very limited thought or intimacy or creativity or freedom (and we call it the work ethic, another name for poverty, another name for the trap)...

and in the bigger picture, nature is the cat and humanity is the canary (or mouse) trapped in this limited existence called life on earth and humans rush through life trying to escape from natural limits while nature waits patiently for humans to make that one mistake that ends human existence...

make today a patient day :)

will the human who is not a sick control freak please stand up

but blinded by their fear, they do not see and worse, they expect everyone else to see their fear as the only way to see, their way as the only way to be... from the grand master plans of religious zealots to the singular psychosis of a mass murderer to the singular neurosis of an individual obsessive compulsive person to the collective suicidal insanity of the seriously delusional human race, their fear is death to life...

oh, is that a pineapple in your lap?

sucks to know

yeah like so sometimes i feel like i am invading someone's privacy when i watch a vlog or read a blog and someone is pouring their heart out about something, but they put it out there and it sometimes hits just the right nerve in me so i feel like i not only want to hug them and offer support and cheers, but also i want to thank them for waking up a part of me that i let sleep a lot these days cuz i work so much and don't have any consistent personal deep thinking time... it sucks to know too much, to feel to much, to be sensitive to the insensitivity and cruelty that is so commonplace in every action almost every person takes, including me...

what?... why do birds suddenly appear?

911

who was really calling 911?...

the answer depends on which side you are on... if you see both sides, then you see the true answer to the question... but before you do, you change the subject cuz that is easier than facing truth...