Idealism, populism and the practical realities of American elections

To some it will spell hypocrisy, to others, practicality. We can spin any subject or comment or position in our own philosophical direction. It is common at elections, for the right in particular, or those not for a certain candidate, to find a contradiction, large or small, and then proclaim they are all alike. Usually this ends up to be a platform to doubt all one says or stands for, a politically expedient but not necessarily truthful conclusion.

Unfortunately, because we are trapped into a corporate echo chamber of issues, and the big money required to get them into position to overwhelm your opponents attacks or positions, we can expect a certain likeness will tend to dominate the presentation of ideas. Those who appeal to populism should be held accountable for what they do or do not deliver on their promises.

We could argue that election manipulation and terror manipulations kept the Bush administration from being held accountable to many conservatives and their prior proclamations of compassionate conservatism. If anything, “compassionate conservatism” by this administration was a ploy and a concept much more retarded than assumed. They ended up being compassionate to the most wealthy of conservative power interest, and not the assumed truly disadvantaged who were so often left to drown in the bathtub.

However. We can now see how the failings of the populist voice of the Bush administration, no matter how phony it now seems, that failure is generating the demise of the right wing take over machinery of the Republican Party, (and then of America), who attempted to restructure government to exclude contrary ideas, political parties and opinions. If we are still capable of carrying out an honest election, that concept perhaps being an oxymoron, we will likely see the rebound from the damage caused to the the Great American Commons. Unfortunately, due to corporate dominance of so many aspects of society, that rebound to common sense might take long, be consistently attacked, and be made to seem to make little sense at all.

For the Obama fund raising issue being turned into a watershed revelation by interest concerned with existentialising the debate. Here is a link to a fairly balanced perspective, though certainly some will not hold that view.

Unless elections are both equal and fair in their limitations and abilities, having optional public funding is a political gimmick. A pretense that we can have fair elections if we were really interested, but any obvious disequilibrium will cause an opting out. Democracy, however, is dependent on a fair playing field. The way it is now, elections are still at the mercy of money and media access; they control democracy’s fate to a great extent. What you hear about who and for what reason, has become a business decision. Now how fair, and to what philosophical perspective is that bias likely to favor?

Obama’s Refusal of Lobbyists’ Money Has its Limits - CommonDreams.org

Apr 22, 2007 … Although Obama took no money from Exelon’s Washington lobbyists, he accepted …. from corporate donors should be required to wear a jacket …

A WHOLE IN ONE–perspective

Individualism has its own kind of blow-back, or collateral damage.

We have come to worship individualism in the West. Individualism promotes opportunism. Notice I did not say opportunity. However, what we see as an opportunity arises with each problem we create, or are aware we have. Some of these manifest through opportunism, particularly, and become a kind of incentive to invent and not worry of consequence.

Pollution is an example of a known problem which we generally agree to live with for our lifestyle, or else, we might have “political” resentment for the collective society reigning in our freedom to do what we want. Even if what we want harms the whole, we can convince ourselves that the benefits to us outweigh the evidence or consequences of our action to others. Many convoluted contrapuntal arguments are made over this oppression of the individuals free choice to effectively alter the health of others and the planet, while remaining unaccountable.

Many a proud individualist defends their “right” to do unto others as they might not wish done by others unto them without a say. Large areas of land and ocean are being devastated over these individuals freedom, proud freedom to profit mightily over doing what they want. They try to rig political systems to preserve these “rights” and or have propaganda campaigns to bias the public to favor their point of view. They effectively have an unfair advantage to swing perception, with the same public always being who actually is funding the whole enterprise.

We humans like to solve problems, and if there is a solution, generally we want it. This is both beneficial to creativity yet problematic since the environment will be in some way manipulated. That is most always another problem waiting in the wings. The problematic nature of all this unbridled invention is; we are not wise enough to know what we are doing when altering the environments. We have begun to notice for some time that unsolved problems, and problems coming into awareness are building into a kind of loose mountain.

In a universe of interconnection and interrelationship of all things, each alteration sets into motion unknown and sometimes unknowable consequences. To put it mildly, this is reckless as it becomes large scale. Yet if one even looks at the Internet for example, it is teeming with attempts to gain popularity and hopefully some kind of market share of some product.

It is all about the now cancerous philosophy of more and bigger is better. Many are seduced by their own insecurities to “succeed” at weaving this noose around the human experiment. Yet we can assume the endemic opportunism, or this lack based philosophy, is not comprehended by those seeking fame and fortune. Even movies are made, such as the well meaning “Bucket List”, as well as books printed about the 100 or 1,000 places to go or things to do, all for ones own betterment! These pursuits and their winsome followers, are generally oblivious as to the suicidal carbon footprint being promoted, which may well represent humankind’s own comet exterminating impact of 65 million years ago. Only this time it will not be the dinosaurs going out. It will be everything you have did or known ceasing to exist in active relevance.

A most unfortunate case for this ultimate problem, is the utter resistance of the cancerous philosophy of opportunism to detach from public consciousness. As usual, the youngest among us still “feel” the oneness of the world, but school, most schools, attempt to drive that sense of connection and responsibility to connection out of their minds. Then we are literally out of our minds, our natural based minds that is, and into that individualistic fantasy world of success and or fame. You are off on your own to make your mark. Those marks are adding up into something monstrous.

It is notable, how soon in life so many young people seek to do stunts or film events to get noticed. The cry for connection is literally switched to individualistic drama seeking attention as success. There are millions wanting to be movie stars, or basketball stars, or? …, the list goes on and on. We can question how relevant to the big problem all of this wanting to be top dog in the pyramid scheme is.

The desperate drive to get to the top in some way, or at least appear to be a success in a materialist culture, marks the personal rope burns around humankind’s neck. Time will tell if this detachment from the environment and basic laws of cause and effect will leave humankind’s swinging in the gallows. One thing is sure; the delusional mindsets of more and bigger is better is contaminating all environments on earth. Until the attitudes of we humans change as to what our collective responsibilities and requirements are to continue to survive on this world. This world may all too soon mark the beginning and the end of the human experiment. No matter how nice your house is, or how much you help the poor, or plan on world tours.

There is a finite number in this deceptive equation of individuality in a mass consumption based paradigm; The individualist on earth do not realize that consumption is in a fundamental way, consuming the earth out from under our feet. That is the problem of materialist individualism in a wholistic* environment. We are building in our own obsolescence, and taking the rest of this wonderful world to oblivion with our fantasies.

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A catalog of NASA images and animations of our home planet

The Blue Marble

Credit: NASA. Link to collections above.

(I spelled holistic with a w to be more accurate)

SURRENDER THE SUN

THE TERRORIST WHO WILL WIN.

It started with a simple maneuver. It showed up on the ground one night, then during the day that never came.

Our worries of global warming; all the arguments pro and con, especially the con job of the con. Now what difference did any of it make? All we knew was; the sun was taken off-line.

It seemed we were easy pickings for plunder.

They had watched us to see how we were; what our motivations are; how we treated one another. Their conclusion seemed to be; Do with them what you will to come out ahead.

SILENT ATTACK UNDERWAY

Temperatures around the world began to fall. Scientist gave grave warnings of how much time we had left. We seemed to have no choice but to accept their demands. We all shook our heads. Didn’t see this one coming, literally. For a brief while, we acted as if it were only a long night.

Seemed they had dragged an asteroid to the other side of the sun and used it for a construction project. There, where they erected the monstrous sun screen never to be seen. Apparently, self replicating robots have no problem making whatever one wants to whatever scale in practically any time you desire. This sun block had to be larger than the earth for heaven sake! Yet it was so thin we could not see them towing it past the sun. It seems it is designed to let even the solar wind keep it in place. Where there is a will, there is a way.

Anyway, that is all besides the point now. Now they have us over the proverbial barrel. We become a deep freeze or do what we are told. No negotiations, no deals. The whole world was riveted on the TV and Internet for a good day. Or should I say, a bad night, for then people’s survival instincts kicked in big time.

In this sudden endless night, with the panic ravaged stores stripped of everything; the clothing gone, along with any fuel most anywhere, news had covered the panic. We were told some companies and the key government officials would be holed up for some time in certain places undisclosed. Seemed they were sending whomever a message of defiance, but with what we all wondered. Some say they could hold out underground with what they have for a hundred years. We will not have that blessing, or curse.

A WORLD WATCHING ITSELF

In our arguments over this, we felt pity if it came to that. Whomever this is will not care. They will take what it is they want, and probably deal with whomever is still alive here with ease.

The shock was those first days, all the signs that showed up around the world. It seemed that the have-not’s thought this was a good time to make a point. NOW YOU KNOW WHAT IT IS LIKE!; was engraved on placards all over the planet. Along with; HOW DOES IT FEEL? and; OH MY! WHAT WILL THE RICH EAT?. That one went right to the core. All over the world there were these last protest on the human condition, as if all we could hold accountable was ourselves, and how we had partitioned “having”. One last statement of how so many had felt and endured for so long. Now, in some strange ways, the books were being balanced.

WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO WITH YOUR OIL PROFIT NOW?; was shown on the TV screens as the camera panned over crowds near bonfires, dressed in their heavy coats and layers. People seemed unreal, wobbling back and forth. Everyone was large in a way. Strange looking with faces covered in wraps and ski mask, flames flickering over the huddled mass of human penguins.

It was surreal, how TV watching seemed to become talking while watching the bonfires. A few portable TVs and computers were at the fires for a while. World wide, there was this gathering in the street. There seemed to also be some kind of rotation going on from fire to fire, until it became too cold to just go walking whenever you liked. Excursions would be planed for bringing food and ice to thaw at the fires. Metal pens were made near the fires where people could sleep yet still get some warmth. Others were always cooking and thawing things round the clock, since days were now somewhat undistinguished from one another, except the ever increasing cold.

The TV screen began to waver as; DID YOU REMEMBER TO CHECK THE STOCK MARKET TODAY?, became the last protest sign. For a brief while the TVs everywhere said this; TO CONSERVE RESOURCES; YOUR BROADCASTING COMPANY IS SUSPENDING OPERATIONS UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE. For reasons unknown, the power was out the next day. We imagined that would be the last of that. Many trees began to vanish by chainsaws used to cut them up for firewood.

Overnight we had all become the have-not’s. We had no idea what the worlds governments were doing. Were we all going to die for our pride? Would we not surrender, but instead just let the world fall all at once to extinction, every human achievement to vanish?

A CALM AFTER THE SILENT STORM

After the panics settled down, people were reserved and meditative. They sought out love and friendship. Whatever anyone had was shared. The cold ones were given more protection from those who said they were well warm enough. Food was brought down to the bonfires. We ate just enough to allay the feelings of hunger. We seemed to all think we have to try to make it as long as we could and not just give up.

It was odd to notice certain ones, who we knew were the local rich or famous, join in like all the rest of us. We all seemed to wonder how we had gotten life so wrong. How we did not see it was always love; love we wanted, needed and yearned to give to anything or one we could? To give and not to get, a simple reversal of formula. We had all been so blind. Facing a great chasm of nothingness, we still had each other.

The moon was now always just a black disc that blotted out the stars. Now there were two such disk. It did not take long to tell which was which as the days went by. We were an abandoned spaceship suspended in a galaxy now. We never knew how many stars surrounded us. The Milky Way was now our primary light source beyond the fires. Even our eyes had begun to adapt to seeing under its light enough to make it around. I will always remember that strange gift; how something that had apparently vanished in the city lights had seemingly turned itself back on to hover over us.

PEACE SETTLES INTO THE WAIT

It had been some days ago when this all started. We knew many of the most vulnerable had already perished. Generators had gone down, since any of their energy source’s were raided by others in the Great Panic, as we now call it. Oddly, just days later, some of that fuel was returned to the generators, but for many it was just too late. Things changed amazingly fast, yet we had all come to be on the same wavelength of love for one another. We were becoming proud to “go out” on such a note of achievement. We would launch quick expeditions at times when we heard someone had made it through to somewhere near, but could not get to the fire. We all wanted to be together and did whatever we could to make that happen. Then it happened.

As the larger disk rose up, light was piercing through as if heaven had found us by searchlight. We said to each other not to look at the sun, it might be harmful like at an eclipse. It was amazing how you could notice the warmth from this dissolving blackness instantly. We did not worry over what it all meant. We had already found the light. It was Love all along. We had Love. We knew it was up to us to keep that flame burning free.

End of story.

{I conceived and wrote this story today.  Any similarity to other stories out there is purely coincidental. Benafia.}
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WHERE THERE IS A WILL, THERE WILL BE CONFLICT?

Personal and world events all hinge on intentions. What is motivating me and where is that motivation coming from?

There seems to be a balance to being; meaning, life as we know it integrates within its own manifestation. The elements follow their rules, molecules combine those, then follow new rules born of integration it seems. Water molecules under the same conditions, do not freeze today at 32 degrees and tomorrow at 43 degrees.

All life and being is under The Law, like it or not. But just as elements and molecules differ, there may be an exponential like increase in varieties of being, and kinds of laws that come into being. We could say God, the Universe, the Cosmos, whatever one sees everything as belonging to, is under the auspices of Its One Law.

LEAVING THE LAND OF ABSTRACTIONS

If you do not agree with me on my Universal premise, the only explaining left is a solipsistic plunge into self focuses fantasy. It, however, no matter how filled with illusion, confusion and misrepresentation; it still is governed by the One Law. Sorry. There is no escaping whatever reality is, no matter how delusional I may be.

This certainty flows from the Grand notion of Unification, glanced at above. I, or groups, can try to put our “brand” on this Grandness, even discern its true workings locally and cosmically to a certain degree, but it is an error to think only my way of seeing the Big Union, is the correct one. Why? No matter how many books are passed around, or WEB searches made, I can never put it all into my consciousness mentally. Heart, Spirit, Awe, Love and other nearly undefinable senses of connection to Life, bring us our closest reach into the Infinite and Eternal.

THE WAR ON THE SURFACE

Here is the obvious problem then. I am born into a subjective setting. I learn subjective concepts and paradigms as to what reality is. I am born into subjective family dynamics, giving me my own stamp of the One Law exponentially diversified out, then converged into my unique circumstance. I am literally now, programmed to seem to not agree with you, or if not you, surely many others. We fight in families when what we call “wills” compete for reality manifestation. We may feel abandoned or betrayed when our feelings or our thoughts seem to take second, or last place.

Why is that? We are in truth entitled to our self and its experiential and other adjustments. When our will does not succeed, we sense a certain kind of denial to truth. And we are right! Even tough our feelings and beliefs may in fact be wrong. Here is the groundwork to conflict and war rationalizations.

GOLDEN RULE or CATEGORICAL IMPERATIVE

This seeming contradiction described above can be seen through by the self, if we seek what is subjectively from my own vantage point, a higher truth. For differing reasons at different times, we may or may not rise to this higher moral directive to understand and grow more full into comprehension of a fuller authentic being.

I have so far described a method by which conflict arises seemingly legitimately to the self, and yet, the problematic nature of being only self absorbed places me into a perpetual conflict mode. I just imagined an allegory of this being a drop of watter, alone in its little sphere, insisting it is not at all the same as the lake. It seems not in the lake. No birds land onto it, nor fish swim below inside it. Not a river flows into it, how is it then at all like the lake from its point of view? Maybe not like it at all! But with higher understanding, we may come to comprehend and perceive a vast similarity, beyond the individuals edge. Life itself, including me, exist in just such a commonality. This is irrefutable.

IDENTITY AND ILLUSION MEET THE LENS

For many a reason related to my propositions, I can side conservative or liberal, as generalized abstractions, over the same situations as a person. I can feel cut off and defensive, blame, ridicule, insult and assault those claiming differently. I am wanting to preserve what I value in life, and feel completely righteous about it. I can demean those unlike me, and try to have my way imposed on others for my own sense of security.

I can feel open and giving, a part of everything, seeing contradictions of motivations as mistaken identities of perceptions of surface separation, and be equally righteous about it. I can hear those seemingly closed off, insult me, try to provoke me, even blame me as the source of problems by not being seemingly closed off to an abstraction. I hear this emotionalized reason stimulated by fear and insecurity, and still understand where they are coming from, allowing them space to grow instead of trying to erase their difference by force. Force often reproduces what it is trying to erradicate by an opposite reaction basesd in self centered identity.

Come religion and politics, plus interpersonal dynamics, and even my own inclinations, I can chose to accept more of the one or more of the other. I ask which one is more near to Greater Truth? Which one is partnered so often with fear and insecurity? Which is so often more about lecturing to conformity, and which is more likely to say lets talk this out and try to understand the new Higher Truth given by God, Life or whatever you call the Grand Being? What does that say of my own cosmology, or what I think are the reasons I live and do what I do, while others do something different?

NOW IS FREEDOMS ONLY STAND

Only I can look into me and assess where I really am and what untested abstractions I grab as life preservers, INSTEAD of facing the situation full on. Only I can see where I have been mistaken, in that sense that right now I can free my ignorance by understanding something more than I have been. Radical honesty, forgiveness, heart opening to the Whole; these are always available right now to bring me into a new awareness of self, and a greater connection felt, to the Whole.

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ANTI WHITE HANDS

FIRE spit out of my fingers

onto a wall without reason

a hand could send signals

through time

through lives

and all for the freedom

of taking a look

doing something

outside myself

on a cave wall

a living memory

the underside of a cliff

I touch you, see

out of nowhere

I reach you with just one clue

we contact outside of time

was it a minute

a while

a brief forever

does it matter?

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(hand prints and all colors done by me with concrete impregnated with dye)

RUNNING OR RUINING THE WORLD

We have learned

that anyone can do it

anyone can play the puppet

I could speak off the teleprompters

repeating over and over, and over

just like old George Orwell said

I could scare the masses silly

making them dumbfounded

ready made for deception

change words meanings

it is what we have seen

what has come to be

my friends could get

incredibly wealthy

they would owe me

that is what nepotism

and our despotism

are always about

it could be me

or you siphoning

off of life’s energy

forcing our own will

upon if we are willing

to toss it all away

on sure delusion

and each dollar

like Orwell said

scare them good

good and stupefied

then tell them straight

whomever disagrees

is a liar or a traitor

misguided fringe

a seditious element

to be hounded down

by sycophants and bias

along with each freedom

then marginalize them

make them look nutty

you know it, ridicule

conservatism’s slave

tempting our hubris

now you own normal

the machinery is set up

to change the votes

to lose the trail

to tell the tale

only from our

point of view

now truth is bias

the hint will be

gotten inside out

the threat to freedom

bend it wide to oblivion

for it is we the doer’s

who own all Creation

having taken it away

right from under

the Almighty’s nose

if we ruin this world

running it ragged

using it all up

spitting it out

the public kept

deaf and dumb

so! what!

we have lived glory

been followed as gods

bowed to by believers

owned others wills

in the good life

we have taken

advantage

of all life

have taken

its very soul

consumed it

without a fear

for any one

or any thing

to stop us

anyone

could do it

we have seen it

the ungodly exchange

in our night of fear;

blood is cheaper

than oil.

VIOLENCE AND SELF CONTROL

Being involved with family violence control puts me in an odd situation.

I have avoided physical fighting my whole life. Childhood became the most significant influence on this. My father had told me, and I took it as holy law, that you as a guy, do not strike women. I cannot say that my older sisters and I did not have shoving matches, but for me that would have been self defense. Our family dynamics was heavy on the mental sparing which can seem actually more devastating.

The physical violence in our house was later done, after my mothers death, by a step mother-guardian. She would not hesitate to hit, throw objects and threaten with knives. She sent my father to the hospital with a big gash across his forehead. I slept with the largest kitchen knife under my pillow as a self defense plan for a knife attack while I was asleep. She had hit me in the face while I was asleep, then locked me out in the snow in my pajamas. My father committed suicide not long after that.

Earlier I had incidences when someone seemed to be threatening my life as a freshman high school. I was literally about 100 lbs. and someone morbidly obese around 500 lbs, held me under water to near drowning during pool time in a crowded pool. He had done this more than once. It became so serious to me (swallowing-inhaling watter) that I thought I would have to take matters into my own hands. One more time, and I was going to put him in a headlock with my legs around his neck and hold him under until it meant something. I was a totally inhibited kid and did not trust authority to do anything but blame the victim. So I had to weigh in my mind, possibly causing someones death and being called and treated as a murderer.

As it turned out, he never did that again. But I was sure it would have been me to blame and I would have felt I had no options in my own self defense. No one seemed to notice him doing this during the pool commotion, so I believed no one would accept my story. It just never came through to experience. In physical confrontations during boyhood, I found I had to keep the potential for rage out of me, especially since I had no doubt that I would take down someone twice my size. It took someone quite a bit larger and older to overcome me. I was afraid of my rage and how if unleashed it would seem out of my control.

(As evidence that I am not just delusional about this strength proclamation. When it rained a lot during physical education, outdoor activities were called off and we were put into the gym, we freshmen and the sophomores, to have a thing called “bombardment”. This is where there are two sides chosen, a line across the middle of the gym, where the two sides throw rubber balls a little smaller than a soccer ball at each other. Out of about 150 students divided in two, little me was one of the last picked, last or second to last.

Well the first game I discovered that being in the lower 10% in size had me a bit afraid, so I hung back as many did. All it took was the guy next to you ducking and a ball out of nowhere taking you out, while leaving a big red mark somewhere. I decided to risk all and take it to the line next game.

You could see most of what was being thrown up front. I found out I could catch any-ones ball thrown at me, but no-one could hold onto mine. I was also very accurate. I won that game. The last guy standing. I was picked second of all players next game. The team first picking, picked his seeming best friend first, so I was first on the other team picked. The next game was the last. It oddly ended up being me the last standing on my team, and a very out of shape guy hiding and dodging in the corner on the other side when the period ran out. I could no longer throw fast enough to eliminate time for him to move. That is how little old me was as a skinny five feet two.)

TRUTH VS ADVICE

What I just said I cannot say to someone involved in family violence. As far as physical violence goes, I do not hit women. I have told ones who gave me any actual physical provocation that, “If you do that again, we are over!” I do not tolerate fighting, especially in the home relationships. I try to avoid physical confrontations with anyone. Now that I am a “senior citizen” I find you are not seen as a threat overall, or there is a kind of automatic respect. Most of that sense of being on guard is much diminished now. I take peace as my way and it path is most often open.

I have found that emotional abuse has prove a bit more difficult to not take part in, compared to a sense of law that one just never does such a thing. I grew up that way, making fun of someones mistake or being ridiculed. It is then a model of behavior I have had to contain and reverse. To do that requires a will and an understanding of the Golden Rule or Categorical Imperative. I need to establish the sense that not only does “what goes around comes around.”, but it is already damaging my life. Abusing others in any way is profoundly self abuse.

I need to see (learn to recognize) when I am treating another like I would not wish to be treated, and immediately review what my self respect or control problem really is. We are often given the information from another that we are on some kind of attack and they becoming defensive, or initiating their own retaliations.

Still, when expressing guidance to someone, it will often fall flat if it is preached or describes as something I am so above, and can’t understand how someone could do such a thing. That fits as a key with very few dysfunctional programs. I have to speak out of and through my own life, the love in your heart has to be in it, to be a gift expected to have a chance at being received.

PROGRESSIVE OR REACTIONARY

In some ways I have described political tactics and ways of manipulation. All manipulation is in some way an abuse of the truth. Its vibrational disturbance will not go unnoticed, except perhaps, by like minded dysfunction. The same situations and rationalizations that come to effect home life are used in the greater life of our world. Even if everyone does it, doesn’t make it right.

We will find manipulative arguments covered if various guises meant to hide their intention, and instead, be represented as your own interest. Fear and insecurity are great hiding places for manipulative interest. Optimistic vision can also be used as a trick to catch someones interest, then later prove to have been a ruse. We need to be both critically minded on the one hand, and have our heart held out open in the other. True adults can do this.

The upcoming election seems to be being based on fear and insecurity vs. hope and optimism, both of these being held as paramount in differing ways by the candidates. I am not saying that we are not justified in having these inclinations. What I am encouraging is the “true believers” and the doubtful to have their wits about them. As citizens and voters, it is up to us to determine the fact from fiction, the hidden agendas from the promises of safety and security. For power will seek to inject its corruptions into all areas of life if let be.

We each are freedom, love, and truths best and last hopes. Better to stand with understanding under their tall light, than the ignorance that festers in the shadows of misunderstanding.

SELF CONTROL HAS RISEN; ascending with now.

BEHOLD. I AM RISEN
First of all. No matter how objectively factual any others story is, it becomes told in my mind, in yours. It may be true, may be an allegorical tale, doesn’t matter, except how it matters to me.

This is a primal redeemable truth: I am not outside my consciousness, my awareness, not how I can seem to assume. This may explain how an inner focus to awareness can produce self centeredness, a solipsistic view of life where all that is important revolves around me and what I want or need or think I am. Highly alienated individuals can be self consumed by a focus concerned with only their own needs and desires.

What degree of awareness is always the same or under the influence of body dynamics or that of outer environments? I am not certain that question is answered quite anywhere completely (exceptions being possibly meditation, prayer, or what is called at times cosmic consciousness, a sense of union with the Source of Being). Am I a modem, some simple interface between inner DNA, chemistry, memory and the unknown outer world in which I try to detect what to trust?

WHAT WE DO

It seems societies-culture has let a lot into my perception, to get its hands on my steering wheel, usually for the better but at times for the worse. These very thoughts are highly influenced by the words they must pass through, words from a historical-collective mass, language. Not to mention what mom, dad, aunts, uncles, grandparents, kids at school and siblings and all the rest had to say to and about me, and how they assumed I was someone they knew, and truly understood for a while. I might have liked some of it and not approved of some, but am left what I got.

This outer influence is powerful stuff. It is not guaranteed absolutely to be right or wrong, but it may have set up much of my parameters of outer interactions in times to come, or even my whole life. I then have something akin to an assumed self and an assumed place in life. It may be one I always enjoy, have trouble at times with, or one I find much difficulty in. Especially if heartache, stress unrelenting, and a negative view towards the happenings to, of, and in my life seem to haunt my memories and occurrences around me, I might need a change. But where can change come from?

THE POWER POINT

How can I have any control over a seeming relativity of fate that surrounds me with what I am disappointed in? How can what I have always known reverse its apparent course (or curse) and become something more wrapped around love, beauty and respect, a place of inner peace that has so far eluded me? People, Spiritual institutions, even advertisers, claim to help me to do this, but what is the fact of the mater?

THE POWER PLACE

WELCOME TO NOW!

Now is never gone from you. I am always here. Here with the Source of whatever keeps all that is going. I am undeniably connected to one vast Being. As if a drop in a stream, I may not know where I begin and end, or if those borders are actually the limiting walls of what and who I am. But no matter who the real me is, the guy writing this, I can be quite certain I have adopted notions about me that are true, false and between the two. I am in all likelihood being someone I am not, in the sense that others are in effect living through me due to the judgement’s I have let in about myself in part thanks to them. We are all in this boat. We may not come to grips with the truth that we are all in this boat together, but we are. I do not see or feel the end of the universe we are in.

Change only happens now. If I cannot change some oppressive sense I have about life, I am by inference, not being present with it. The power of being is right here in the now, with you. If I let go of my painful past assumption, I come into the new place, the place of transformation. Many religions and belief systems have a key in the now to unlocking the real me and letting go of the old one. The easiest one to grab a hold of is forgiveness. It embodies the act of present free will, to cut away deterministic like continuations.

FORGIVENESS IS ABOUT BOTH ME AND THE ALL THAT IS. IT IS ABOUT FREEDOM TO BE TRUE TO LOVE.

I believe the arts are symbols of a key to now, especially music, and particularly if one is a participant in music making. Music is one art most all humans do, and many other creatures perhaps. We could say we worship Being in a union of sound in mind and heart. It can be a participatory union with the transcendent qualities of ones identity and place, coming right out of now.

Forgiveness has this musical quality; where I am an active participant, and whatever judgement I am holding for whatever reason, is released by allowing a reconnection to occur with Source. It is cathartic because it acts like a catalyst in that way. Forgiveness is then a form of Higher Consciousness and resulting understanding, where instead of being trapped in a self centered cause, one embraces a higher Cause, which we could call a Grand Self awareness.

WHEN WALLS BUILT WITH ILLUSIONARY ROCK AND MORTAR FALL

For you, my words here are abstractions. They might seem true, but you cannot be certain I do what I say. That is just as well, since your freedom to be more present in the Now, is really all up to you. My statement that we (I), can be cut off from the fullness of present life, is quite possibly agreed with by you. The question is, how one finds that essential center when one really needs it, or if I can stay there and still deal with past and future speculations I seem required to attend to to figure out my path through life.

It quite possibly will require practice to undo past programming. Our programming is as if an addiction holds us for better or worse. One could say we are addicted to eating and breathing for good reasons we would not wish to end. Breaking harmful addictions are a matter of making a declaration to change right now, and keeping ones power there no matter the pull to fall back. That is when the present moment comes into full potential.

Harmful assumptions about life have possibly become neurally “wired” in, and require you to have some tools to rewire around the problematic issues. This may be aided by symbols, rituals, or talisman that act as reminders of where Center is and what you hold as a known Sacred Point. My self realignments can be aided by reminders of my direction when I get lost, landmarks to Home.

This has been one example of a space-time portal. A description of just one of the ways the weight of the past can be lifted from individual consciousness. It involves what we could call new but always present needs; the need for empathy, compassion, understanding unstopped by ignorance, that some of what people do to us may not be liked and understandable, but was done for what seemed to them, a sound reason, a reason quite possibly based in separation.

The separation may have originated in them, or me, or my impression. But what we call wisdom, or spiritually transcendent being, rises above the implied alienated subjective, reaching through space and time, to touch the Eternal Source. Now is that closest place, where the answer to separation is found, and the Song continues on.

Fortunately, you are right here with It. Enter at will.

CIVIL WAR HEROES OUST PREDATORS BEHIND CULTURE WARS?

{As during the Civil War, our nation is under an attack from within, but who is the adversary? And will it be the haunting of the ghost of heroic fallen Americans that drives them from their predatory feeding grounds? If only fantasy’s were true.}

(”I am not a crook!”) SINCE NIXON, the rise of stupid think builds a tower to heaven.

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I am thinking of taking conservative out of my tags. No, not particularly upset from a challenge, but getting tired of out of context idiocy being pushed around as wisdom, let alone patriotism.

I’m not linking to the post out of good taste, I am not including a trip into the mind melted mud pit. The conservatives I speak of are so brainwashed (stripped clean of nuance, ambiguity or honest introspection’s) and heart impaired, they would only see in my words, a porcupines barbed arrows quill stoke of ignorance, to even consider anything valid of mine held in their views reality. Or so I assume, may I be wrong in that.

I feel sorry for people who say things like, as I paraphrase; ‘McCain is out meeting world leaders, the Dems. are arguing, so not being presidential, equals, McCain knows how to meet leaders and be presidential.’ Context down and out for the count!

Holy Crap!

One campaign is over currently, for all intents and purposes known, another not quite until someone says uncle, or hangs on even if damage continues to add up. Kinda like the last presidential 7 years. Then, so by right wing standards; even the Dems. are being presidential, a decider who never owns up to correction, right?

When you’ve been wrong all along, while many thousands of lives have vanished, and many, many more are devastated, and your campaign is more of the same. But oops you forgot who is who and who is doing what and if the talking points of old are still, if ever were true. After all that betrayal of honesty, forthrightness and lives, and freedoms most basic premise, that truth be our guide, not doing that honest work is doing the work of the president? Correct answer!

Good enough for some.

And we wonder how we got here!

ANOTHER ELEPHANT IN THE LIVING ROOM. HOW MANY CAN FIT IN THERE?

WELL, AS LONG AS THEY ARE RENDERED INVISIBLE…

Every war when it comes, or before it comes, is represented not as a war but as an act of self-defense against a homicidal maniac.

~George Orwell

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Here is something to add into the mix.

Probably, if you are an allegedly average citizen, most all your news will be coming from companies that are for imperial ambitions, owned by just a few. Frankly, they want the money to sustain their lifestyle at everyone and everythings expense, (especially discarding factual context grounded in an objective attempt at reading history), the same as many other imperialist dependent Americans, or any of humankind’s other imperialist now, or of history.

Their cognitive dissonance is that easily traced. So any old reason will suffice for being the case in that skewed or spun context; suitably presidential. If reality be made up then, of deception and diversion, then so be it. It is about what works in grandios theory and not what is truth. Here then, is the means of creation of the manipulative arts and sciences of Orwellian doublespeak.

They don’t mind deceiving to get you to be fearful enough to sacrifice reason for ad hominem fear sown security blankets. They want you to become a vultures best friend. A scared and half decaying status quo monkey, critical thinking ability impaired, rotting rights to be picked off, useless and consumed for fears command. You need to be a cowards errand boy or girl. It is easy to lead the blinded by fear, especially the blinded and thought impaired by poisonous delusions of right, who only admit wrong as coming form not being “hard” enough. This observation comes from well over half a century of conservative self grandeur thrown constantly in front of my own life to walk over to get to honest reason and truthful analysis.

If you are suckered into might makes right, too bad how wrong you can be, yet will never own up to it. Instead, you seek out like minded and heart twisted conformist to bond to an illusions base of separation and alienation. Denial and blame are constant conservative companions, their right and other right hand. We live in their constant exhaust, which they have come to call the truth; “just check the facts! No not those ones! These!”, all conveniently laid out with emotional wind vanes attached to nearly every phase.

It is a known fact; that repeat a lie long enough, it will appear as the truth, and remain so generally, even when proved to be false. And may I add; the lied to, bonded by identity to the deception, will carry out crusades to expose their now opponents seeming callus disregard for the facts. All done with no further attempts to understand nor justify actions by a review of objective realities beyond ideological borders. They will write emotional songs and pleas of honor and glory endowed by the abstractions that now only they believe they care-take.

CONTINUOUS MISSTATEMENTS SEEM VALID BY REPETITION

To think of the travesty of all the propaganda and jingoist patriotism the right wing feels all superior about. And worse still, how the young, faithful and aspiring are so easily seduced by biased sources at home or in the compromised medias of society. It won’t pay the bills of the growing ranks of the poor. It is poor comfort to the tens of thousands of families now touched by the damage to their own blood kin by the fight to control oil reserves, now blatantly suggested as cause enough for the taking. (Our economy or corporations access to resourses=nations vital interest.)

To those who faithfully serve our country, we can be proud of them all, no mater how mislead and deceived our nations defenders are often kept. But our freedoms stand even taller, for those who speak the truth to power as they say, as so many of the brave returned and maimed have had the courage to come to grips with the factual context they had been put in. They are heroes twice, compared to the stealthy mud of the propaganda machinations of defensive pro active defense=offense, still maintained by some as a just and honorable cause. Even under the false label of guilt put upon them, they speak as free women and men, because the hold a Cause Higher than so called loyalty’s to propaganda instead of truth.

To these who dare to step up to a Higher Cause even amid the accusations and ill will directed toward them from the mind blanked conformist and indoctrinated, who are kept too afraid to speak truth for themselves, or form a contrapuntal question. To these who risk it all again after having answered the call to serve us, still to rise in risk to serve us again, either in battle or to stop the never ending rationalizations for more war as good. To these our nation is forever in debt, but not as a nation of bent over sycophants and rights inhibited shivering go alongs, but as proud Americans. Proud to still, for a while, speak their truth before being hauled away to internment camps, authoritarians are always holding as a co-opting veil over freedoms real face, the one in your mirror.

While the next “conservative”smirking one (who was then being presidential by the post referred to definition?) chants an old tune to; bomb, bomb, bomb, Iran, as if it were another insultingly inhuman joke expected from right wing country clubs and gathering hole think in knots tanks. His pandering to the most callus and convoluted opportunist among us is surely the quality we have come to know in being presidential. And that itself, is what may well be causing what is wrong with America to its very core.

When making war and its carnage is material for humor, someone is pandering to the astoundingly inhuman monstrosity in someones dysfunctional state of being.

When pushing lethal buttons, joking about looking under chairs for WMD, singing little tunes about bombing our fellow humans; where kids, mothers and fathers not even for a war cast on them, will be maimed, aborted, tortured with deformities, and missing family for the rest of their lives, while all breeding more hate and resentment to us the victims to be. When this is the kind of leadership some seemingly worship as the saviors of what is good in America. I know in whose hearts the terrorist have already won. And whose soul will be covered in blackness for a few coins of gold.

I can see why they want to hide from the flag draped caskets of the fallen they keep from our sight. I can see why they hide the truth, with blood stained out of context facts, of who was the threat to us and how the ball has been so horribly dropped with corruption, gross negligence and incompetence. I can see after being seemingly constantly wrong, their loyal foot-soldiering sycophants of conservatism, lacking of conscience and connection to humanity itself, wed and thread wrongness to their very cause. Calling poison purity, and madness, sanity.

THE BLAME AMERICA (BLAME AMERICAN LIBERALS) FIRST CONSERVATIVES

I give thanks to the American founders, that the freedoms degenerating under our very watch, were once intended to not perish from this earth. They knew not the danger within would organize to disown the founding vision, until a Civil War was fought and won. That the public is increasingly now held knee deep in deception, and questioning, how being free of thought and mind, would be called aiding the enemy:

That attacking sovereign nations without proof of cause, which they founders abhorred as anti the American Spirit, would be, with the failed fourth estate, let to stand as honor, adorned with parties and joke filled toast and good times, titles and decoration. That the nation of conformity that has emerged, cannot even know what is or is not torture, nor if torture is dishonorable, defensive or breeding of more of the same to be turned upon itself.

IF FREEDOMS HISTORY ATTACKED THEIR PREDATORS

The founders would, if they could, scratch out of coffins. Overturn gravestones, march as dust risen into bodies of the memories of noble and true deed in the name of independence, storm as a front to Congress and the White House. Joining them would be those who died for freedom; the nearly countless hero’s who could not pass on their heroic nature to the nation due to war itself. These would raise the rust off of bayonets. Throng the institutions of power to out the chicken hawks and corporate stuffed wig socks all white and clean in white washed corruption. Driving out those filled in pomp and propaganda, bleaching out the constitution for one more penny.

The bellicose enablers of the new emerging tyranny would scrabble down the hollowed steps to their waiting limos. For these whole classes of leaders with nary a one with child on any front line, these would spirit away with their shame running even in front of them, and their legions of conservative fawning fear mongers, and sell outs of responsibility and accountability. To their fearful provided estate hideaways, protected by guards and the states own defense they have stolen.

The gray and the blue fallen would join hands, march through hotel halls and plush suburban enclaves. They would pass through the walls themselves, to herd the lobbyist(*) and other sell outs of democracy for coin. Perhaps they would raise up the ships of fallen heroes, to pack the golden calf worshiping cattle off to colonies where these predators and opportunist could feed off themselves, to come to understand the vile alienation’s of their nature, hidden behind flags and forsaken sacred books, as if those would ward off the karmic justice already eating away at their souls, by being aiders and abettors of separation from the Love of all Life. What goes around will indeed come around.

The very thought that joking about death, war and torture and the reasons for same, are now “presidential” is tantamount to calling a golden calf God; and tears, a crown of thorns and a spear to the side, a good sign for buying stocks in a good fall harvest.

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*Those bidding for special privilege and access to the commons for their own profit.

BLACK HOLES AND PARALLEL UNIVERSES; UH, SO.

AVOID GAZING AT IF INEBRIATED

AVOIDING INFINITY SICKNESS

BLACK HOLES, I recommend one a day, unless otherwise prescribed by ones doctor. Parallel universes, however many of them there many be, with their own physics and such, I suggest only having on New Years Eve. (Apply directly on the forehead.)

[I supposedly have what it takes to be a physicist or mathematician, according to an aptitude test. May be why I pay attention to these things.]

Well, I like speculations of many sorts, just check out this blog site, but there is a point of diminishing returns. I occasionally see the self appointed eager spokespersons of astrophysics and nuclear or particle physics, all excited about what mathematical theory may or may not allow. I could see getting all drawn up in the competition to prove or disprove (Ha!) a theory by some allegedly contradictory theories new found “proof”. “I was more right all along! Thank you, I’m more perceptive in the ways of the universe. It’s a gift. What can I say? Thank you very much. It was nothing.”

INFINITY SICKNESS

While the Cosmos may be more grand than we even have proof of. I am not encouraged to think incomprehensible physics exist, virtually in the same space you might, as incomprehensible as you may be. That does not help me focus well on my own life. Exciting to stimulate kids going into math and science, maybe. This is not too unlike saying every one of your dreams are actually a reality somewhere.  Could be who knows?  But heaven help many of the scenarios I have visited.

I personally am biased against a freaky universe that wants to keep changing landmarks or street signs just so I cannot find my way home. And what about when you need to call on your cell phone and its out of range or the battery is dead? Those dream theories being real are bad enough, it does not excite me to think that somewhere I will never be, quarks cannot stay in their place, or there are no sensible elements, or gravity, is that always going to be there? Are you sure? Got water? Something going to stand in for its place? Are there suns? Seems hardly a point going there, so why bother with getting excited about infinite potential parallel universes? Except to pretend to know something questionable because you are the expert.

Instead of inspiring scifi fantasies masquerading as actualities through imagination and mathematical projections, as someones dreams come true, maybe. Makes me a little sea sick to entertain the unfathomable–infinity sickness.

IMMUNITY RESPONSE TO INFINITY SICKNESS

So, I’m speaking for myself, but you might happen to agree with me; do you really want to think of being somewhere where you bread the butter, or put a can into your coffee? Me, not so much. When the next pseudo-Carl Sagan tries to get you all excited by manically talking about parallel universes and unknown laws of physics, do like that blond actress on (Is it MAD TV?) used to do.

The cure is to put your palms over your ears, (or a finger in each one) and chant, NAH, NAH, NAH; NAH, NAH, NAH, or some similar idiotic sound. It may very well preserve your sanity.

SCIENCE FICTION IS TRUE?

BEYOND SPACE WESTERNS

I like science fiction. About 25 years ago I entered the second painting I had ever done into a science fiction contest for an exhibition. It was judged by Hugo and Nebula award winning science fiction writers. Anyway, that painting was one of only 1.5% of all entries selected. So I have more than a passing interest in theories of the future.

I like the Science Fiction Channel, but plots are often highly repetitive. I also like the Science Channel, lots of Link TV and PBS. Currently I am on MSNBC’s side for providing a thoughtful alternative to the news and debate. And while I am talking about the Tube, I’m glad FOX, had House on.

For the whole usual space warfare scenarios; much advanced civilizations, if they are into conquering us, well, it would kinda be like man with rifles versus the Buffalo. No contest.

Which brings me to the technologies and how on so many movies and scifi shows, everyone, more or less, speaks English. One reason I was glad to see Babylon 5 for, was what it broke in convention of the easy road of low brow assumptions so prevalent otherwise. Look how the old Twilight Zone was so thoughtful and well done on such a low budget–mind over matter, uh, money.

BULLETS IN SPACE?

It is probably to appeal to our frames of reference instead of challenging our minds, but many of these space wars have ships shooting real close, so we can see the action apparently. Conveniently “shields” let the battle go on for excitement value, but rest assured, someones shield is going to fail for the the tension to build, or good guys get away.  (I’m not even going to get into worm holes and projecting time-space portals.)
The sparks so often flying around in the middle of the heart of the ships control rooms would seem to spell certain instant doom, but rarely is that the case, except for whomever is not one of our movie star crew. Not being the regular cast member is a sure sign of immanent doom.  Sparks convey, we are in trouble here folks, cant you see the sparks!  Fire in space bad in ship.

WEAPONS AND TECHNOLOGY

We already have heat seeking missiles and a bullet tracking devise that can shoot back to where the bullet came from, so all this machine gunning going on in spaceship inner combat, might as well be sword and knife fights. Heck, put ropes on