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Much to do about Nothing: In the Kitchen where its comfortable or: An instinct to learn

   What does the sentient Being, mortal and impermanent, aspire to achieve? Often the wise don’t know much, but perhaps, what questions to ask. I provide a reductionistic view: you must first read what is literally there before you can read between the lines…this passes understanding. The automaton mind over-complicates extraordinarily because it longs to sound “smart”.

   Emerson Pugh propounded the concept that “if the human mind were so simple that we could understand it, we would be so simple that we couldn’t”. We possess an instinct to learn…we are both nature and nurture, simultaneously a tabula rasa, a Rosetta stone and a rock of Gibraltar. The dark night of the soul, the sick point, is when we must confront the medulla arterial existent or, our inner-most self. “I am a brain, Watson. The rest of me is a mere appendix.”-Sherlock Holmes in Arthur Conan Doyle’s The Adventure of the Mazarin Stone.

     The origins of concepts is directly responsive to our environment. . . Failure to disclose oneself can be an act of ignorance. We have the freedom of expression, so why would anyone not use it?

    My work imbues with a revolutionary spirit and more often then not osculates a sense of paladin through its plain speaking. The meretricious perfidy that my fellow “Beta’s” stolidly project outwardly maintain high dudgeon and hubris. My hortatory remark to the rebarbative natives of Ohio herein lies: freedom of expression is indispensably matrix to every other kind of freedom; outré and affected stage antic are fine until a captious fool enters “play”. I long for something sequacious and copasetic now, not the dull humdrum mundane of everyday life.


 

Letter to C-span on TV:

    As the drama unfolds in our country, the world is seemingly coming a part at the seams. America, we as the lay people, will suffer at the hands of our own government when it protects the underlying antagonists in this widespread chaos. We as the people, are a machine of social works…each is imperative to a successful human existence as we play our parts.

    Together we are strong. Every individual contributes to a societal evolution which has created us--the ultimate reflective beings. Will we now fall apart in shamble--in a bramble of whimpers-- at the hands of a few stronghold that want to tear us apart? Unite! Unite in a trail of tears because you can! The white horse is riding in, the seventh trumpet is sounding; we hear the echoes of a promised people, forlorn but not beaten, calling out to us. STAND! Each individual stand as one!

    I would sooner be crucified as a heretic-- for I would be in good company--then be crushed by a serpent upon my knees. I am and I will Be. What is approaching is a dark day in human history…an oppressive force unlike any we have seen before. Join hands, because it will take every single person unified to beat our desecrator. We bleed red, regardless of creed, color, race, or gender…For we bleed American blood, and we will not have it spilled without a cause. What seems a friend can be a fiend. A manipulating wolf is amongst us, preying on all that we hold sacred and dear.

    Rise up--product of mans generations toil--use the wisdom passed down from our forefathers. Don’t let the few destroy the many. Rise up and hear… being active do not let that which is not life-affirming control you. Stop the anti-establishment. We shall be slaves but only of our own accord--significant and free is the Man who will not bow before the oppressor, the Deceiver.

    God is Love, but sometimes the loving have to use the least amount of force necessary to oppose tyranny. To those who desire to threaten our way of life--yield. Money is not power--Love is! We are not made of Teflon nor can we remain neutral when confronted with a grand-scale attack. Be equals, accepting but not of hypocrisy. Children of Abraham, followers of Mohammed under Allah, under Yahweh, under Joshua…be one force, one voice, who’s goal is to maintain the right to Be. Do you accept your human responsibility? Do you respect and recognize one another? Do not aim to become one another, rather be a unit that accepts similarities and differences.

    If we do not shed the cloak of hatred, and instead allow ourselves to be shrouded in the habiliments of an unnamed (unmuzzled) ambiguous dog-a wolf in sheep’s clothing--do we not condemn ourselves to a world w/out peace of mind? Can we find one another in time. Can we reunite the nuclear family; meeting our own children for the first time? Our time has neglected to know how a loved one is feeling in the morning and what her hopes and fears are for the day…why? Communicate… because the force which we now face is chaotic and uncaring. Unyielding and obliterating is this tyrant who thrives in the dark. Inquisitors, what about us? If we hold hands can we stand the dark together? Sometimes the damned are not dead… we still have spirit…Har amtia--the fatal flaw of the aggressor is that he over-estimates his powers of deception.

     Control belongs to the individual that respects and is responsible to others. No more mutual admiration societies--every voice will be heard, every experience expressed equally as important…no ones better than another…Faith is strength!

    The deviant wants you to have the conviction that you are estranged. You are not! Teamwork can restore a strong and fair peoples. A new zeitgeist is arising, thrust out the old acceptance of our own demise. “I say hell no, we won’t go” into the black pit of an economic depression. We will fight for our rights to be free. We are Americans. A gestalt, a potential, a new born land that is controlled by the masses. We are empowered and we can place the enemy of the sanctity of reason and peaceful living into a box, until he learns to behave! De-personify if you must, shun and ostracize the inhumane. Fashionably embrace those who are willing to sacrifice for you. Survival of the fittest? Darwin, society says checkmate. Machiavellian principles are insignificant. No more Alcheida, America. No more stock-market spooks. No more lies.   

   Don’t torment people just trying to live their lives. People themselves are a commodity, not money or the ownership of Beings. Let us work together every man, woman and child. Play your active role because you are significant!

    Atlas himself has not bore such a heavy burden as that which now weighs us down. Our own people are causing harm…what is to become of us, if we do not rid the world of the terrorists amongst us. What kind of nightmare would destroy the psychological ball of twine in a unique and opaque, onion-like self which projects hope peacefully? Choices--do we now decide our own fate?--or allow another to determine a fate worse than death for us? Sisyphus pushes his boulder up a hill!-------

 

Cooking up trouble and: Windows, viewing through glass A formation of thought

Seeing with the curtains un-drawn:

    A zeitgeist for our modern life is the deductive reasoning of Science. Science is really observing behavior, documenting and creating a hypothesis…a outside element is introduced to see if the behavior is modified, the process is repeated to see if predictability can be established, and a logical conclusion will be attempted to be constructed with intent for future experimentation implied. Art is a mastery of skill of the initial replicatory process, can we duplicate reality through our minds eye? “Nature is always more subtle, more intricate, more elegant than what we are able to imagine.” (Carl Sagan, “Science--Who Cares?”) “If we knew what it was we were doing, it would not be called research, would it?”(Albert Einstein)

     I’ll attempt to adapt some basics so please forgive me if I’m way off. The body is made of resonating cells, colliding with one another the cells create energy. A lot like a hyper-active hummingbird feeding off of sugar-water, my cells also vibrate using this element of sugar. The compound of salt assists in the usage of the sugar through the passing of the cell membrane. Vitamins and nutrients aid the process of uptake and reuptake through the cells walls. Chemical reactions occur creating various constructions of the body. Bone, organ, tissue and blood wise I’m fine. However, my nervous system is experiencing severe distress due to deficiencies of the former and the latter. I suffer from what is called neuropathy. The fine part of my nerves have died, leaving the feelers not feeling in my body. I.e. I can feel a core inside, the pressure of weight is experienced, but I lack sensitivity of touch on the outside. This is sad.

    The damage has been deemed an Autonomic Nervous system problem. My heart has been effected which has caused a condition that is known as Postural Orthostatic Tachticardial Syndrome (or POTS), which surmounts to the nerve in my heart is shot which screws with my blood pressure and heart rate. My body can’t compensate for a drastic positional change… which means I have a gravity problem--I stand up quickly, sit down quickly or lay back quickly and the shit hit’s the fan. I often get dizzy, short of breath, pass out, and convulse; heart explosion is a very real potential due to this.

     If something isn’t found I can look forward to death (as if we weren’t mortal anyway…duh!). If something is found the current damage is permanent but will progress no further. Instead of being upset, I took the guarantee of one of the leading specialists in the world that I would wake up tomorrow as a compliment; I pointed out that it was more of a bill of health then what he, or the rest of the world, probably had! He was right and I’m still here! I have a good idea of what is going to end my life, how it is going to occur; and this ultimately rids me of the angst from the mystery of death. I have some certainty that there isn’t anything to fear of non-consciousness…I experience it every night in sleep. I can now focus on the joys and grace of living more fully.   

     

         Following, my sickness scope… A conversation at Cleveland clinic led me to the further degrading realization of how Pride deceives the mind. My success as a councilor was directly dependent on the willingness of my participant to work and achieve his/her goals. I would be a last chance worker and would not give up so long as the client was willing to try. If you didn’t give up, I wouldn’t. I was asked by a professional if I “had a cure” for “mental illness”… I frowned. “A cure?”-I asked? “I don’t know what you mean”-I responded. “A cure for a choice? For a behavior? Have you found a cure for Death?”

     Much to my surprise she acknowledged that, yes indeed the doctors at Cleveland Clinic had found a cure for Death. I sat in awe of her arrogance. Another doctor respectfully explained to her that there is no cure for death, it is inevitable. They treat illnesses and furthermore they really assist the client in treating the illness. The lady didn’t get it!

    Water is just alcohol that hasn’t reached its full potential. A good friend knows how you take your coffee. A great friend adds booze. Intoxicating. If something is un-lady like or fattening, it’s probably fun. This too will pass, now would be nice!