be

When I was a kid I heard people talk about what could not be and what was not available. I heard people rationalize their behavior with more than suitable ways of retreat from any responsibility whatsoever. To me, those who prepare for their withdrawal by acting in juvenile ways are uniquely human by nature and their behavior is specifically related to the class of the individual. Those who strive for success see no reason to deviate from their current path. Insodoing, these people believe they have the inate ability to be the way they are because they have worked hard to achieve. Then what happens, they ruin themselves by themselves. All others are just along for the ride and playing by their rules. Marriage is another way to blind the real truth about what is going on and what is going on is ficticious by default. Just when you think things are wonderful, a bird craps in your tea. 98.2 This actually happened to me one day and I almost lost my lunch I laughed so hard. I love when nature takes a bite out of the crispy cream donut that is our delicate sensibilities. My goodness, try never to offend. Geeze, lol.

complexity, not really

The sweet sweet smell of anticipation far outweighs the realities of life. The realities once achieved bring the same each day and that for some people is enough to be dialed in to the life spectacle. There is order to the disorder that is representative of the attempt to bypass the harsh reality that everything done in the persuit is the fun. What follows is repetitiveness, age, and then the eventual loss of passion which precludes .... Usually, those who seek with vigor fail due to their uneven ways that present far too many ups and far too many downs. From there one can rationalize all behaviors and that is what makes people so fun to watch and listen to. Basically, we are still walking around with reflectors on our shoes. In the big timeline of humanity, we are very much in the dark ages. We still think we know shit, and we do not. I swear media is killing human bonds. Before it is all said and done, each of us will look back at how stupid we were and how settled we became in our lives, I mean lies. OOps!

misinterpretations in space

Happiness will never fit a mold. If one makes it their objective to use screw bolts to tighten the boreds together, then there is a problem in confidence. Happiness is not a forced proposition. It flows like melted butter inside pieces of freshly baked Italian bread at 5 past 6 in the evening. One can never search for it because searching for the natural prevents the natural from occuring setting up a whole new variety of misspellings and misinterpretations in space.

image and no

Media in society shapes everything we do. We are consumer driven and extraordinarily selfish. To be us now, we have to present an image. We are image and nothing else and that makes us not only selfish, but shallow as well. We search for reason no longer and history takes its rightful place in the past. Then one day history repeats because what was used to create one history was also used to create another with a foundation in a steady mix of half truths and justifications for madness. The search for truth always goes through the unexplained and in that place what is real takes a back seat which in actuality mirrors those real life experiences we all share through unchecked falseness and misinterpretations that take the lead in our real life presentations of self. Images are everywhere and sometimes we forget the important image, the one that lives on the inside, the one that is truely real but isolated from others through a meriad of other images. 98.2

Best served chilled :)

Best served chilled :)
Originally uploaded by Ajit Rudrangi

There are few things in life that bring joy. This however is one of those things. Notice the water beads clinging to the side of the can. You just know an explosion of flavor awaits the drinker.The slightly off-centerness of the can in the picture shows the cans relationship to women. This can stands high above pepsi in looks. I happen to be on a year and a half binge on diet pepsi. Is that bad? Anyway, this is a wonderful picture.

easy in, easy out, how American

In the light of day free from the evening shadows there is confusion and pain. The shadows are nowhere except inside the mind and this is all that is known. All comparisons are made against the pain from the past and from the dark places known so well. There was too much feeling and in youth there was confusion, shyness, and an overall lack of confidence. Being alone, he thought time would solve the problem. Insodoing the boy developed a healthy imagination that later became an obsession. When does patterned obsessive behavior become measurable? Does the internet promote and produce great separation in people? Does the internet make us all some of the greatest self loving people on Earth? Why is there a direct association between low self esteem and high levels of interent chatting? The answer to the last question is because people need easy and the internet allows easy access to an ideal type that gives false hope to fiction and desire that can never be measured in real life. Easy in and easy out, just like life. It is through this foundation that the social world will, because of the transition we are in, devour all concepts of normalcy challenging all past concepts of what a relationship should and should not be. Our screen self separates us from our true self. Just as there is no room in reality for truth, there is also no room in space for truth. There is now and will always be, just actors acting with no feeling all behaving in the expected way. 98.2

people/sad people

I see the people playing like they did when they were kids. I see the people mingling together trying out new lines with new people. I see the excitement they feel inside when they meet that someone new. Their dreams soar with optimistic points of view with endless possibilities. The rides to the airport, the symbolic gestures, the open displays of affection unacceptable in some cultures, and the little giggles that always accompany the fanaticism of meeting someone new serve to show our eternal optimistic nature that somehow becomes clouded in the eventual let down that humans always bring to the table showing just how truely clueless they really are. Everyone wants the dream and nobody is willing to human-up and fight for it. It is always easier to simply leave behind the human in you and replace that with the same emptiness you possess as a result of choices you have made. This is why there are many drugs available so weak minded individuals can make excuses for their limits and confusions. Just give up and be weak, everyone else does. There is no room in reality for anything but manufactured thoughts layed down many years before. There is safety there. There is safety in acting. There just ain't no truth in it. People are scared of the truth and they are scared of being alone and they will say or do anything to avoid that lonliness. These are the desperates who will never find resolution except in the achievement of old age accompanied by bitterness and anxieties. This is how they lived in the old days. We have enough sadness in the world and desperation seems to create sadness. Too bad people are unable to see that. Too bad people will never know what they seek because what they seek cannot be acquired by mere words.
I knew a woman years ago who fell for a man. We were friends and we got along like, well, you know. Anyway, she met this strapping young lad who said the right things to her sexless body. I told her what he wanted and she was not hearing it. She was in love with this man. Inside the first year of their bliss the man threw her down a flight of stairs. She covered and saved face but I could see her inside. The lonliness and desperation she felt disturbed me. She was trapped and would rather save face than leave the man she loved. A desperate act to be sure. In reality, she always had bad self esteem and she would never listen to the things I told her because she did not know how to handle the truth. The truth was she was special but she needed more than she thought she needed. It was more important for her to live the lie, live the image, than it was to be truely happy. And hey, love makes liars out of everyone.