A Picture

If a picture is never seen...

is it still worth a thousand words?

Fruit Loops or Cocoa Puffs?

When this loop gets old...


what do you do?

Not So Coy (do we really know each other?)

What is most important to me in this life?

What do I want most out of life?

What really makes me tic?

What makes me happiest?

What makes me saddest?

What makes me mad?

My greatest joy?

My deepest pain?

My scariest fear?

My highest ideal?

My fondest dream?

How I define friend?

How I define family?

How I love?

Heck, try some easy ones:

What is my favorite color?

Favorite food?

Favorite place?

Hero or idol?

Can you name my top five favorites in any category?

Favorite songs?

Favorite movies?

Favorite books?

Favorite singers?

Favorite writers?

Favorite libido fantasies?

So do we really know each other?

Rootscan?

Cute, maybe clever, but not subtle, aye? Caring about someone so much you want the best for them and actively help them get to their best whenever possible, whenever the opportunity arises. And beyond caring, doing it, putting the energy of love into the actions we do for each other.

I was there once. I remember. I let myself atrophy, stagnate, wallow in self-pity and despair but most of all, I got selfish and cut my nose off to spite my face. i decided that I would not love my best until someone else came to prove to me someone else can. A challenge to the human race.

The arrogance of the challenge pushed people away as if no one was good enough to do it. Maybe that is true, maybe I deluded myself into believing I was the only one who could.

It comes and goes like brief hot flashes of awareness now and I sit back and watch it pass. Sometimes I project and those around me may do better for it, but perhaps that too is an egocentric delusion.

The few who got the closest to me may have some answers I do not have (how could I see myself from any perspective outside of myself, after all... ah, but that was part of the experience I knew, the awareness of being part of everything and how I affected and effected everything... my wondering and wanting someone else to tell me may simply be the insecurity of my ego seeking reassurance... and again, arrogance... tell me just how grand I can be before I will actually be it... harumph), but silence surrounds me.

I smile and ask... Who cares enough to do a rootscan of me with me?

I'll return the favor, but only if you ask.

Munchies

The principle means of survival for human beings over the years have been some sort of combination of cooperation and competition with some leaning heavily one way and some leaning heavily the other way. The competitors dominate most of the time because they will fight for what they want on the premise, valid or not, that there is not enough of what they want to go around or, they simply enjoy power and induldge their greed and enjoy living in a relatively constant state of war. The cooperators share what they have and accept that sometimes they have more than they need and sometimes they have less than they need but they generally live in a state of peace. From another perspective, the competititors find greater joy in victory and the cooperators find more pleasure in playing the game. As for munchies, well, perhaps this entry was poorly titled. :)

So have you ever asked yourself...

do you eat to clean your plate or to savor the flavor?

who are you?

when did you stop wearing your veil?



when you stopped seeing it.

not so coy

are you afraid to feel?
or just tired of it?...

from a godless perspective

I wonder if you can even begin to consider that one aspect of the godless person's perspective of a non-godless person is that anyone who needs an authority outside of their own mind to tell them what is right or wrong may not consistently act of their own accord.

The godless person simply believes anyone who needs an authority outside of their own mind to tell them what is right or wrong chooses to shirk personal responsibility for his/her own decisions and that is their choice. There is not judgment or condemnation in this belief, only observable behavior.

Some people appear to equate "godless" with "evil" or at least bad, as if "godless man" should not be trusted.

A person is not evil or bad for choosing to believe that whether there is or is not a god, he or she simply does not need it.

There is certainly nothing evil or bad in choosing to be free from a book of rules that are often more confusing and have caused more death and suffereing than any book in history.

If we base our judgments of good and evil on real things, not merely on words but on what people do, we can easily see that there are many more people who have done evil or bad things to others in the name of god than there are people who do evil or bad things to others in the name of no god.

That does not make god or a belief in god evil or bad. It can suggest that a belief in god leads many to do evil or bad deeds. But do those choosing to not believe in a god condemn those who do?

Do those who do not believe in god demand those who do believe in god change their opinion or belief?

Look at what people do when you want to judge. Look at where hostility or cruelty comes from. Look at yourself and how you feel when you think of a godless person. How do you really feel? Is it your feeling or did god give the feeling to you?

Do you really know?

blood culture

what kind of culture are we when it took

vampires
to make trashy romance novels cool?

the port-o-potty diet (or... can we clean the cat box now?)

ingredients:

cat(s) (the more the merrier)
dog(s) (the older the better)
will power

Mix dog(s) with cat(s) in confined space and leave overnight
allow dog(s) to have accidents on carpets and floor
allow cat box to remain uncleaned for at least a week
stir cat box occasionally so cat(s) will continue using it
add will power to prevent cleaning
add additional will power to refrain from eating outside of the house

after the first week, the living space will begin to smell like a port-o-potty and reduce the appetite... continue for a month and food consumption will be minimal... with sufficient will power to refrain from eating outside of the house, weight loss will be maximized

Note: extreme poverty can substitute for will power

do hornets like donuts?

that is so Seuss
a thought in a noose
daring to hang
around

this is not Seuss
with meter too loose
daring to mock
a sound

what is this then
a poem of zen?
about what it's not
to be found

if hornets like donuts
then wasps might resign
to dine with an ant
on a mound

does it astound?

too real?

i am alone because the delusion of caring that passes for caring among humans, like religions and most other human delusions, has always turned me off and i never could get the delusion that such pretentious caring/sharing actually relieves loneliness...

is this too real for you?

what?

is this a coy inquiry?

in a cage

if you found yourself in a cage in a world where you were an animal, a human animal, and there were other people outside walking by looking at you in your cage wanting you to be human, to act like a human acts, to just do whatever it is you do... if you found you were in that cage on display in a zoo, your cage labelled human being, day after day, your food left at the edge of your cage, passed through a slot big enough for your food to come in, but not big enough for you to leave your cage... would you eventually become upset, even angry with those passing by each day pointing and laughing and coaxing you to move about, to do something amusing?... would you become still more upset when you find you are being watched eating, sleeping, even going to the bathroom?... people watching, staring, laughing... would you eventually do something to show your frustration, something, perhaps, like throwing your feces at the people?...

oh, but you're not an animal in a cage... you are civilized... aren't you?

protecting assets

do you really think it is so far fetch that those who have a lot to lose and who truly believe an enemy is evil would not do anything to motivate people to rally around fighting that enemy?...

ever heard of the lesser of two evils?

not really a question

more a fact of life... forget going to the mattresses, can you go to the mirror?... if you don't like what you see, you will not be with me...

17

and then the song girl plays in my mind even as the tv commercial at volume level 6 is way louder than the show at volume level 10, alas, commercials have destroyed what could have become of this experiment in freedom, or is that capitalism... commy red, commy red, what is going on in your head - commy red, commy red, do you have any idea what you just said - oh the impact of your thinking has the whole country drinking and the greedy ones are finking on their neighbors for a dime and the virtue went to whisper when the commy took your sister in the back seat commy kissed her all over what a crime - but i will not let the ideology turn a blind eye to the horrors that i see as the battles over isms have become insanity and you're understand if you took the time, but since you don't you give away your mind... commy red, commy red, what is missing from your head, half the world is barely fed, and you leave them there for dead, what was that that was not said - are you any better than the red, oh commy red?...

matters of interpretation

speaking of biblical chapters and verses, did you ever consider 1 Corinthians 13:11 might have meant so say 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...

it might suggest that everything we know is wrong and becoming a man means becoming the self-destructive suicidal ignorant fear-filled beings that any child can see we are... even accepting it as I have left the child behind seems all too accurate... but then, who wants to face that depressing thought?...

help

how often have you said...

"i am only trying to help"

when what you meant was...

"i am really trying to control"

and you never knew...

why the person you were trying to help went away...

...

who is that chameleon in the mirror?

could i be the mirror that smiles inside all the time and yet, to those who see me as their reflection (the strange chameleon posture and facial expression is what does it, but some secrets may be beyond current consciousness), or projection, afraid to actualize the love and share the trust that inspires the smile, i am as they wish me to be...

no wonder they complain about me so much, and vice versa :}