baldy

Change is made by the bold who see fault and are willing to right it. Some people in this group idealize their perceptions of the world and try to make it applicable to the generalized public. Those of us in the generalized public need more than just words to convince us. We rely on image and the preformed plasticity of the usual to make us bark. We have become reactionary to stasis in circular patterns of misperception. LLc 98.2

tops baby

Followers argue amongst themselves over things that have control over them. Leaders argue amongst themselves over things that need to be controlled by them. However, leaders in general treat their families with cruelty; they see something in them smaller, less worthy. LLc 98.2

The separate way is the only way for some among us who refuse to display their active side of self; the side that presides on the inside we sometimes recall when days don't look like days at all, but a constant stream of night-times filled with dark, unending halls. LLc 98.2

sailing smoothly

Soon there will be a new language forged through unity. Individualism has proven to be more of a hastle than anything else (neuroticism). Only through appreciation of that which is unlike us can we make this country a working whole again. This is the transfer of the many to the one. Nothing like this has ever been done. LLc 98.2

pretzel people

The issue with communication these days is that it misses things like tone, expression, various body language directives, as well as a host of other cognitive things we pick up as we interact directly with people. It is almost as if we have become avatars of ourselves in a world that is geared toward packaging no different than a bag of pretzels. We have become the independant, stand alone, individually wrapped representative of a self through the form of a pretty, packaged, pretzel. LLc 98.2

the ride

I was having a long day yesterday. I was feeling really bad and selfish about things. My whole frame was tilted just enough for me to feel like my head was going to pop. These things were true until I saw a man walking into the bank. He walked like a pretzel and had what seemed to be some form of multiple sclerosis. It is weird but I feel sometimes that there are waves of communication coming through me somehow. These communications may be imagined, they may even be leaning toward some form of psychosis. Needless to say, I suppose if one looks for these types of connections one could find them. However, these connections for me feel as though they have bulk, some sort of context within the greater scheme. Things can be strange indeed at times,but the ride is no less interesting because of it. LLc 98.2