The ocean is bleeding petrol. Soon, hurricanes will pick it up and rain fire from the sky. Wars are waging, people are being murdered indiscriminately and en masse. Democracy is shackled to a military industrial complex by hungry, blind, unholy puppeteers. Disaster after disaster hits and our government lacks the decency to aid helpless people. The earth spins through the ether at a kajillion mph, speeding towards eventual destruction and rebirth at the hands of Change.
And I’m heading West.
Manifest Destiny or death by Fairfield. The air here feels like the dirty bath water of karmic cleansing against my skin. I’m just grateful for the rain and thunder and lightning.
Monday, June 21, 2010
Friday, June 18, 2010
Ode to the Library
Written Language: mankind's greatest triumph and most precious brainchild; our farthest leap across the chasm towards infinity; a vital exercise for the ol' thinker. To read is to enter someone else's head by way of your own imagination. And you can go anywhere at anytime, be anyone, do anything, think anythink, know everything. Literacy and Critical Thought go hand in hand, dancing circles around the ditzy, self-deprived masses. Literature is the most amazing artefact of humanity.
book burnings are probably the saddest thing i can think about.
book burnings are probably the saddest thing i can think about.
Thursday, June 17, 2010
hmmmmm...
I just don't understand these games people play. The politics and power-trips and pussy-footing around is all so nonsensical. What a waste of time. Is it too much to ask for a healthy mix of honesty and reliability? Must everyone condemn themselves to eternal isolation on an island of insecurity?
EVERYONE IS AWKWARD. EVERYONE IS STRANGE.
No one knows what they are doing. Yet. We are, each and every one, children, students at boarding school Earth. Look around and recognize others as such and accept idiosyncrasies and appreciate quirks because these are the things that make life worth living and people worth knowing.
We can all stop hiding, now. With transparency and candidness comes understanding and the only thing in this world that can stand naked in the light of true understanding is Love. Love the eternal, love the shameless, love the brave and innocent and free. The light dawns, spreading its sun-baked wings and banishing all hate, all jealousy, all doubt, all instant gratifications and small, cruel pleasures to the shadows where they shiver in the cold, hating themselves for their cowardice. And with them there go we, trapped by anxious insecurities, weighted down by shackles we have all the power to shake.
Loneliness, separation from God, self-doubt and depression are only the human condition because we aren't seeing properly in the dim half-light of ignorance. Things are perfectly clear, our windows are just dirty.
EVERYONE IS AWKWARD. EVERYONE IS STRANGE.
No one knows what they are doing. Yet. We are, each and every one, children, students at boarding school Earth. Look around and recognize others as such and accept idiosyncrasies and appreciate quirks because these are the things that make life worth living and people worth knowing.
We can all stop hiding, now. With transparency and candidness comes understanding and the only thing in this world that can stand naked in the light of true understanding is Love. Love the eternal, love the shameless, love the brave and innocent and free. The light dawns, spreading its sun-baked wings and banishing all hate, all jealousy, all doubt, all instant gratifications and small, cruel pleasures to the shadows where they shiver in the cold, hating themselves for their cowardice. And with them there go we, trapped by anxious insecurities, weighted down by shackles we have all the power to shake.
Loneliness, separation from God, self-doubt and depression are only the human condition because we aren't seeing properly in the dim half-light of ignorance. Things are perfectly clear, our windows are just dirty.
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