Life is a funky soup mixture containing a plethora of flavors that are sometimes sweet to taste. That sweetness however could not exist without the saltiness that it must be compared to. This yin and yang is a truth that is universal in our time. Who can say, without the heat from a flame and the coolness to compare it to, there would be no heat.
The soupy mixture would be bland without the various flavors for the palet. The more palets there are the more flavors are required. This chain never isolates one people from another. It only brings the yins together with the yangs so we can all have one giant block party where everyone is invited and everyone brings their own. Our reality should encourage and embrace difference if for nothing else but to make the soup flow down easier on those really cool days when it would be the easiest thing to blame someone else.
Friday, January 9, 2009
need not
The elegance shown by the confident one is a sight to see. The smoothness and flow of that person's spirit shows through just like glass and feels icy warm. There is electricity with them that is difficult to miss unless your guarded by false bliss. But the inside knows, and we sleep on it.
People wonder about the meaning of dreams. One meaning is repression and discourse. The elegance shown by the confident one is as reliable as anything, but that show is easily done with years and years of practice and repetition. As time rolls the cracks show exposing the things we tried to hide but never really could.
People wonder about the meaning of dreams. One meaning is repression and discourse. The elegance shown by the confident one is as reliable as anything, but that show is easily done with years and years of practice and repetition. As time rolls the cracks show exposing the things we tried to hide but never really could.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
around the remedy
Sometimes the machine rolls over us and it hurts. We then believe this is our lot, our destiny in pain. We buy in to the false ideas that something is always wrong or out of place. We believe these things and in time we manufacture our lives around the remedy. In so doing we play the role of lost one; common in this fray, and our involvement in sighting and defining some sort of solution becomes relevant only under predetermined guidelines manufactured by those who deal in deceit specifically for monitary gain. This is the machine and it lives and breathes within you-all of us.
effects
Few things are more wrong in this world than people who believe they have a special gift, a gift that is representative of the betterment of other people through the legislative process. This mentality that distinguishes itself no further than that of a child gearing up for a day at the water-park is complete and utter crap fresh from the farm. Special interests have now, and always have, ran this country. It is not the people who get these people elected, it is the people with money that get these people elected. No money, no say! Because the political climate is always shifting, their is a constant struggle to maintain power within the confines of government. Once power is changed, new forces are at work, all of which compete for their own interests through usual and sometimes unusual channels of effective and collective endeavors designed around favors and gestures of good faith. For example, if I donated fifty grand to governor x, then I would get to buy a few minutes with him or her to discuss issues I may have in my community. If I donated a MILLION DOLLARS to governor x, then that would mean my time has more value which means I have more juice; which means I have political capital; which means I need assistance that only money can buy so I can gain even more juice. Once someone reaches their personal juicyness level, and they begin to feel they have the answers other people are looking for, then we have a problem that has far reaching effects on a larger number of people.
river flowing under
Their was no life in those eyes of hers. She desperately tried to hide the emptiness inside but unlike me, who is real good at it, she needed space to let it out in the form of rage and obsessiveness over the mundane artifacts of our times. This was her coping mechanism, her stride, and it was through this level of engagement that would be her demise. It was a suited match however that worked well for a time, but as the wheels of life roll on she found that what was once hers is now mine. She knows that her future holds no redeeming qualities under her current isolation, but like me she will find solice one day. She will find it in a way that stretches far beyond the limits of our short stretch here, she will find it among others who hear her real self speak through written words. The color will come back to her eyes and they will sparkle like a river flowing underneath the gates of Heaven.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
golf
People forget what the are trying to do when we play golf. Unfortunately, it is advertising that has fucked it up for everyone. You see, advertising tells us what we need. It replaces the experiences we rely on when we make decisions about us and the game we play. It takes away from the point of gaming by emphasizing what is not needed in order to sell more unnecessary crap.
Distance is only a part of the game. Clubs are also only a part of the game. What we are tryng to do in golf is put the ball in the hole in the least amount of strokes as possible and nobody cares how that is done, believe me! So next time you find yourself alone in the box, make sure your loose so you can smack the shit out of it. Hopefully it will be straight and true so you can put the next one right up there next to the pin for a kickin bird. And that's what were trying to do!
Distance is only a part of the game. Clubs are also only a part of the game. What we are tryng to do in golf is put the ball in the hole in the least amount of strokes as possible and nobody cares how that is done, believe me! So next time you find yourself alone in the box, make sure your loose so you can smack the shit out of it. Hopefully it will be straight and true so you can put the next one right up there next to the pin for a kickin bird. And that's what were trying to do!
bowling
I'm not sure bowling gets enough credit. Every time I have ever seen people bowl, whether they are good at it or not, they always seem to have fun. There is laughing and joking around; there are those who take the game more seriously than others (very fun to watch), and there are those who bowl for the same reason others paint. You see, art can be found in everything. In bowling, the art is spinning the ball into the pocket so the pins crash into each other as they blast back into the pit with a thunderous crash. There is art in picking up the 6-10-7 or the 5-7 splits. Those who take bowling more seriously are fun to watch because they take pride in the game, which is all anybody can do in this life. Bowling creates friendships and builds bridges. It serves as an avenue where people can forget about their issues for a couple hours a week and enjoy the excitement and electricity of a sport with as much flavor as badmitten or snooker.
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