All the opposites in Nature do contrast with the feelings of dark and light that can be enjoyed in balance.. as without rain there cannot be flowers of hope..:)
Ah.. yes.. to escape the conceptions of others is to look within.. but never is strength but to love one self and all others too.. in all the colors of black and grey..:)
Yes.. and angel of destiny can be friend or foe.. but to love foe as friend is destiny uncovered.. as least for now.. and more to come..:)
i suppose GOD wants to enjoy ..a little a LOT of ALL.. and NONE of dark and light..
SO what better way.. than.. to evolve as humans TOO.. and bring in the dirt of night..
AND mold life in clay of passIonS in pieces of minds.. bodies in balance.. or NOT..
AND the RAGE OF NOW IN graceful harmony in roll coast tide…:)
One of the most courageous ways of life is to survive in fear.. and lord knows these days anxiety is a common way.. ah one day the fear is gone.. and the blessings of peace are remembered in fear before..:)
Ah.. lovely signs of all that is meaningful in purpose.. make life a passion of living.. and the more observing.. absorbing and enjoying.. with open minds employing now.. makes way for more signs of synchronicity.. to come together to make a wonderland of magic.. in purpose and meaning Loving LIFE..:)
Oh.. Lord.. the school of thesis and opposing antithesis brings back memories of sidewalks of English.. oh GOD.. back then.. i cannot come up with a paragraph WITH a mind of multiple choice answers
to fill holes with.. and OH god.. now i cannot stop the paragraphs from
coming.. coming.. more.. again..:)
Ah.. yes.. darkness is pervasive.. and part of light.. and i suppose the best way to light is from within.. and never relying on others to light dark for us.. and then.. just a joy in now.. as others light US UP..:)
Oh.. goodness.. with ADHD that breathe in and out stuff will not work for me.. to be still is to be crazy.. to move.. is divine for me.. and when I feel no weight of 230LBS.. the success is plain to feel.. in floating on terrestrial land as heavy light weight..:)
Ah.. yes.. to follow the Sun in its breakfast light to the height of the lunch of noonday break.. to the evening sunset of dinner in twilight.. is to enjoy the break fast of tomorrow in light..:)
Ah.. yes.. i guess.. that is why the Mocking bird repeats what is said.. by birds.. the mask of colors.. come by beaks of others..:)
Ah.. the patterns of the past no longer hold.. as true.. as now the girl in the front is the rear in the bootie dancing.. accosting fronts of boys.. in new age of dance… Times are a changing and roles are becoming more blurry.. every new dance that comes.. in now..:)
Rape is story that knows no heart.. often a vicious cycle of child not loved as well.. to grow a heart.. strong in emotion and connection to others will not ease the souls and hearts taken away.. but at least there is hope for the next generation to be ruled by heart instead of hate alone…
Ah.. the archetype of man as knight.. My mother spotting the rugged beard of my father and mystical green eyes as ATF agent.. in a courthouse.. and says whoever is married to that man must be the luckiest woman in the world.. ah.. but little did she know then that the FULL PACKAGE does NOT talk at ALL… Anyway.. that’s how i get here..;)
Yes; LOOKS count A LOT..:) IS THE BOTTOM LINE.
And yes, my wife falls into THE SAME TRAP..:) AND SHE HASN’T ESCAPED YET! BIG SMILES, AND GRINS TOO..;)
And thanks dad; you didn’t give me love; but you gave me something….
And by the way, thanks for inspiring that FRIEND; i sorta needed that today..:)
AND now i am no longer short on words like, DEAR DAD, PASSING AWAY, LAST YEAR, ABOUT THIS TIME, NOW!..:)
And if ALL THIS.. IS too much for your comments section.. please feel free to delete; as yOur inspiration is what truly counts for me; friend unknown; but friend still…. in the big scheme of
The treasure of emotions.. to soar into joy and lavish despair.. to know truly in hEAart that pain is joy and joy is pain.. the balance.. the opposites.. the play of life.. to take IT ALL IN and to express IT this way.. is human freedom at iBEST! of worst! @BEST!.. WITH SMILEs and winkS @the end of ALL..:);)! simply@!
Ah.. opposites of attraction.. no the voice.. yes the silence.. no the song.. of bees and birds.. who do the circle.. diversity of life.. ah the differences.. are the blessings.. love and hate.. all between.. all diversity.. kNOw that’s life..:)
Yes.. the love of flower pressed in photos.. is not alive but in heArt of living love.. yes.. memories are nice.. but love is kind.. connecting and never flower of photos pressed in print a lone..:)
Ah yes.. the free verse form flows with lyrical beauty of innate human voice.. no different really than Nature’s golden spiral of Waves rushing in and receding out in Shoreful tunes of loving life.. Why why WHY.. DO THEY take that ALL away and make sidewalks, instead of Loving LIFE. YES! FREE VERSE AM I! too! and Much more than words in paragraphs a lone or sidewalks two.. THeRE is me ONE as FREeD..:)
Yes.. i too am only blessed with short life of an offspring child.. but this child only lives 51 days.. and known immediately from birth is his short life’s fate.. and to know truly that the way we live.. in valuing life over suffering.. is sad as well.. as death is his only respite from 51 days of painful suffering in a culture that fosters selfish means of surviving over suffering and the blessing of death..
Ah.. the lessons of life arrive in small and suffering packages.. ah.. the lessons of culture never learn the truth of Nature set free.. where suffering is often as much.. fostered by a way of life that never truly lives a life… as full..
But the end lesson for me is.. i am fortunate.. life is gift.. and to live it anything other than gift is a curse set down up all of Nature’s mutations that some suffer through and others thrive..
So yes.. the misery of a child becomes the blessings of my life to give to others to honor the suffering of that child.. and we.. no matter how small and suffering
are in this game together from birth of suffering or death
as life…. YES.. his life is worth IT and IT still lives on
in my eyes.. as well..
AND ALIVE IN LIFE..:)
AS a person who one times loses both intellect and emotions.. i have to say that the panic of losing intellect is nothing compared to the numbness of losing emotions.. as without emotions there are not even any reference points for feeling… They say with this assassin of the brain that the emotions and feelings are the last to go.. and if there is any respite or silver lining that is truly it as far as i for one who has ‘LIVEDEVIL’ in total darkness before.. And the loss of emotions is horrifying compared to not navigating the world in words of logical thought.. as there is not even any horrifying EMOTIONS in that place of BLACK WHERE TRULY EVERY SECOND IS AN ETERNITY OF LITERAL HUMAN HELL…
Where there is fear.. smiles.. and grimaces.. theRe is still life IN LIFE.. with or without the logical thoughts of humans alive OR dead in life with nothing.. as nothing.. as BLACK..:)
Ah.. yes.. to be hated and loved well in life.. IS TO LIVE.. WELL.. AS WELL DOES BE..:)
Your frustration at the requirements of the ‘system’ at hand, which is culture, in general, of course, reminds me of the emotionality of the video linked above by Sia. Of course, there are other issues in Sia’s childhood that do not apply to you in the non-verbal portrayal of what Sia directs in the video part of the song.
As discussed earlier, when I leave work, I dream constantly of going back, even part time, as a good thing to get back into the quarter of a century social role, and only social role i recognize, as human being; or at least what I THINK is human, then.
We need social roles, and we need freedom. My blessing now is that I get to create my OWN social role WITH FREEDOM.
I DID NOT recognize how much a slave I am to the system of culture, in general, until totally separated from it through illness with loss of effective sight and hearing to even watch TV, which is perhaps the greaTEST blessing to become more output than input person, through the disability accommodation of a keyboard and screen turned down in brightness.
My cousin who is a 33 year musician at age 52, has always done the musician thing; with financial support from his father, my fathers twin, who is totally opposite from my father putting family first always.
My cousin’s blessing is never really having to be part of a BIG system; whereas, I am part of the biggest and most regulated system that is federal government in the U.S, as workplace and social role, then.
And truly overall, the last time I am free like a child like this is when I am LITERALLY A CHILD, at age 5, before going to Catholic School Kindergarten with a new myth of a devil hanging over so-called right and wrong, and then off to school to make me a robot instead of artistic mind, with little awareness of my body that truly is the same as head as analogy of mind when all is balanced in mind and body, as one force of human.
Our cultures are developed to support huge populations of humans that are not evolved to live in huge populations. Insanity dictates insanity. And truly modern ways of life ARE INSANE. HARD to understand, until one escapes THE MATRIX, fully. But truly the sentiment of that trilogy of movies is CORRECT, one hundred percent, in truth of MATRIX metaphor.
And now I escape as, a relatively speaking, NEO.
And truly all the metaphors of human awakening
and enlightenment are an escape from
the insanity of post-forager life.
ANYWAY, IT IS MORE
than worth 5 years
of hell in illness,
any period of
time as NEO.
I hope NEO
for you, as well,
my friend, and your husband;
SO hard, so very hard, to escape, though.
Truly that Jesus story about the camel
and the eye of the needle is reality for almost; NO, not almost everyone; but everyone whose face I recognize in Super-walmart in that same place I exist, before I escape, and no longer walk on treadmills designed by others, to take me where THEY WANT ME TO GO.
ANYWAY, I can certainly relate to a life that is all sacrifices and seemingly NO LIFE AT ALL.
AND AGAIN, I HOPE FOR MUCH MORE than THAT for you.
No worries on your inability to write at this time,
and however that may come in the future.
AS there is no energy for me but to work, THEN, to watch TV, to escape, do the subsistence gathering routine on the weekend, and start the cultural SYSTEM treadmill again, again, again, again, again, ad-nauseam until REAL REALITY TAKES ME BACK..:)
THERE IS no doubt in my subconscious mind that my subconscious mind orchestrates ALL the illnesses in physical reality to DO JUST THAT OR GOD THAT IS ONE and the same thing as Nature and the human nature that does FEEL LIKE A BLESSING NOW, RATHER THAN the TICKING TIME BOMB OF BEFORE..:)
Anyway, I BLOW UP like Humpty Dumpty; and finally PUT ALL THE SHELLS BACK TOGETHER AGAIN. And I just roll like an egg of nature, for now; or ‘the feather’ of Forest Gump, in human freedom..:)
i suppose, to sum it up in a few words, as i do love wordy too, IS
NOW is forever when one arrives wHere death does not exist and LIFE FEELS NOW.
ANYWAY, i can definitely relate to this man’s poetry..:)
When life becomes a dance and song of poetry in all ways of living ART; life IS REAL and DOES EXIST for NOW.
And IT doesn’t matter if the ART is HANDS ON MOTORCYCLE REPAIR OR PAINTING A PICASSO.
ART IS ART AND TRUE LIFE IS ART.
And by the way, Grebels; thanks for sharing; you are becoming as much of a fresh breath of air here, as Inventor, oANAo, and a handful, or so, of others, who live Art ALLONE instead of Aut, Alone..:)
clearly shows that humans
have not innately changed
much at all in tens of thousands of years;
IN fact, in terms of epigenetics in one lifetime;
a sedentary life sets the bone density of humans
much lower than so-called primitive ancestors;
AND current ‘primitives’ who do move all day long, today, ARE assessed with the same higher bone densities as our so-called uncivilized forager ancestors, foraging for survival, and adapting to ‘REAL’ MOVING environmental challenge, all day long, every day; with little exclusion for Sunday Dinners, in special days for sedentary being AT SO-CALLED REST.
Well, in terms of Human Epigenetics, and unpacking of DNA, in one lifetime, for human adaptation to meet innate and or environmental challenges; the challenge of almost any human innate and or environmental functional disability can lead to positive or negative epigenetics, in terms of change, per the adaptation to increased challenge to compensate in another area of functionality, per those innate and or environmental challenges.
One sees this in many great accomplishments among human beings from Lincoln and his Depression to John F. Kennedy and his Adrenal Insufficiency, which is a mighty tall mountain of innate and or environmental challenge to overcome, as well.
And sure, then there is Nerd Bill Gates and Nerd Steve Jobs with much better looks and a more geeky artistic outlook on science life, who both accomplish great things in life; while, generally speaking, are not accepted by others, in real life, in youth, in the most important intelligence of homo-sapien survival, per social cognition, in all ways of connecting to other humans in empathy life, for social cooperation, in gaining subsistence;
INCLUDING shelter, territory that can
sustain human life with sources of water, and such as that;
and of course, suitable reproductive mates, AVAILABLE AS SUCH.
So yeah, they (JOBS AND GATES, AND MAY OTHERS) move to interests in things instead of people. And now people are becoming more like them, stuck in mechanical cognition, which ironically, is the ultimate revenge of the nerds, as a mechanical cognition oriented life..
FROM THE ‘IT’ BYPRODUCTS THEY HELP CREATE, IS an extremely unbalanced and unhealthy, overall, way of life, in terms of INNATELY CLASSICALLY EVOLVED HOMO-SAPIENS; particularly in terms of sedentary nonphysical moving existence, WITH LOWER Bone Densities, as the microcosm of all the eventual potential health problems that go with humans stagnating still, in little to no movement in REAL LIFE NOW.
So YES, then there is everyone else; AS NO ONE gets a free ride in life, without the necessity of adaptation to environmental challenges, whether that is bullies in middle-school, or really cold weather all of the sudden in July, unexpected as such, which hasn’t happened here, for a very long time, at least.
Let’s FACE FACTS, IN GENERAL,
All human beings are special snowflakes.
Folks with Asperger’s, are just another variety of human flake, in the pile of snow that is humanity for now; cold, lukewarm, or steaming hot like me; heHe!..;)
Yes, I agree. And from my perspective, changing from Artistic to Autistic, in flow, instead of the cold logic of systemizing science, is much more than just an r or u..:)
Certainly, IT IS A HUGE, ALMOST UNIVERSAL difference, in effect and AFFECT, between crawling around in a cocoon, as opposed to floating on land in flow, as a terrestrial butterfly..:)
REAL philosophy is ART.
The mathematics of philosophy that is logic, is still mathematics at core, and extremely limited to assess or even access, the full human condition, and the rest of Nature as GOD..:)
Thanks for dropping by DELL CLOVER
And by the way I love that name or pen name.. as it takes me straight to Ireland..:)
The worst of all fates I can imagine is to be famous. AS freedom goes with famous.
The best of all fates, truly for me, is to be interesting as interesting can be either inspiring thought or feelings in other human beings, as we all are in this game of evolved life to inspire each other in play, in the first place, before that ‘apple’ thingy is invented as abstract written language, collective recorded intelligence, and extremely complex human cultures to keep the big machine of human populations going and growing; however that may eventually turn out in light or dark or all colors of fifty shades of grey..
Many people read me and never comment,
as I know I am way too much
for most folks to take in online numbering well over a million views now.
But perhaps the best compliment I receive far away from materialistic success in fame; that I abhor as death in life; is the term legend.
A term I am named by the Youth in my metro locality, for my all non-verbal dance of life.
I take that with me all places I go; and truly it does not require even cultural clothes, as my nude straight male renaissance art portrays AND FULLY DISPLAYS, as well.
These youth know nothing online about me; or in real life for that matter.
After 3570 miles of ballet and martial arts style dance in almost every metro area large store with my shopaholic wife, FOR over 20 months now; I bring smiles to people when I walk in, in almost all public place these days. And the autographs are the selfies and photos requested with me, as last night I am named legend again, by youth who are drawn to the freedom that they clearly see in my non-verbal dance of life.
I am a messenger of freedom in the New age of the old age of dance.
And that dance is more powerful shared on Facebook by the new age artists of smart phone digital equipment of photos and videos taken by hundreds of folks in my metro area and shared all over the world with NO PR EFFORT FROM ME.
THE MESSAGE FROM ME IS FREE VERSE HUMAN FROM HEAD TO TOE.
THE FREEDOM OF OUR ANCESTORS COME BACK ALIVE; RESURRECTED IN THE HUMAN LIFE THAT CAN STILL BE FREE WHEN ONE LETS GO OF THE CULTURAL CLOTHES AND JUST FLOWS WITH THE UNIVERSAL NATURE THAT IS GOD IN SPIRALS OF ALL GOLDEN 1.618 PHI TOES, FINGERS HANDS, FEET, ARMS, TWEEN LEGS, TORSO HIPS, HEAD EARS, EYES, AND SKIN OF THE WAY THAT PLAN ETs MOVE AROUND THE SUN OF LIFE.