Monday, March 30, 2015

equal(ity) mercy

I (truly want to) believe that we are all equals...
yet, (eye) continually see so many unfairly judged by most (the rest)...
And, those same Judgemental Hypocrites look for (favors)...and believe that they are privy to certain entitlements.
Truth be told, my truth and yours....We are nothing but a civilized Gang of Savages who deem ourselves belonging to a higher level.  Shame on us for being so ignorant!
Shame on you for feeding the arrogance of hypocrisy!!!

But...if I want Mercy...this isn't the place...
Oh, no...
I have been stoop up, kicked down and left for dead well before I ever approached my death bed...
You know what got me up and out?  Coming face to face with my death warrant...posted by a jury of somebody else's peers.  Who ever told me that life was fair, not only lied to me...but set me on a course to crash and burn!!!
I, being the fair individual that I am...wrote my will and mailed it to a mail order bride that only Russia could ever share with a lad like myself.
Fair is for soap operas and fairy tales.  So...I beg you dear world....share a better fate...instead of spitting on the will of those that love you....please!

I once had a memory of a beautiful lady, absolutely drop dead gorgeous with a head full of drama...
She turned and smiled at all the boys...
And she'd ask:
"Isn't my drama cute?  Isn't it sexy?..."
I replied with a sigh, hung my head before her guillotine had a chance to climb and drop.
"Drama really isn't cute.  A puppy is cute.  Drama is draining and counterproductive.  If you put it to a vote...it would be a landslide anti-drama verdict."
Karma has a way of sniffing out trouble and settling the score.
An ongoing score stuck in a purgatory between my now...your yesterday...and our tomorrow


I was somewhere, but up until then my now will be your yesterday...and you 'Will' completely forget about me (how dare you do?) forever, all by this time tomorrow...nothing more than just another faded dream...vague at best, deja vu at most...and just like that dream, our dream...you will let me go...



Call me guilty, I am what I am...
And to most
I am nothing more than this misunderstood derelict of a misanthrope.
Truth be told, I am anything but.
Labels often fail to categorize everyone and everything
(Why I don't use them!)

No man knows the genuineness of his convictions until he has sacrificed something for them.

E. H. CHAPIN, Living Words 

Sunday, March 29, 2015

sharp like a sharpton but round like a tomato

oh
digguh
Zooo
wha

Know It
But if you spell it....
Odighizuwa

First name
Owamagbe
otherwise said
Oh
wa
muh
bay


Got It?
Good, now say it
s d r a w k c a b
and slowly
please
I am hard of hearing....
Kinda,
Somewhat
with Gravy and Mustard

Thursday, March 26, 2015

Brahms

Piano Concerto number 2 (in my Austin Powers voice)....
Pinkie to my lips and all
in B flat Major

OP 83


https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=wK_PeYn6r4I

Wednesday, March 25, 2015

The Sophistication of Our Natural Selection

There is a metaphor in the sperm and the ovum. Sperm cells have locomotion, they can move and search for an egg to penetrate, the ovum sends off signals to attract them, but they have a shell that the successful sperm cell has to break through...sperm are Also like armies, in that they attack sperm from other males (the competition). A load of sperm is in essence an army that fights as a group against the armies of ejaculations of other males.  May the winner take all...

A quote by Orson Scott Card that beautifully explains why the human world is the way it is... "Human Civilization"

"Take the differences between males and females. Males naturally tend towards a broadcast strategy of reproduction, since males make almost an infinite supply of sperm, which costs them nothing to deploy it.

Their most sensible reproductive strategy is to deploy it in every available female, and to make special efforts to deposit it in the most healthy females. The ones most likely to bring their offspring to adulthood.

A male does best reproductively if he wanders and copulates as widely as possible. I'm speaking of overall trends. There are always strange individuals who do not follow the norms.

The female strategy is just the opposite, Instead of millions and millions of sperm we have the one egg a month. Each child represents an enormous investment of effort. So females need stability. They need to be sure there will always be plenty of food. We also spend large amounts of time growing relatively helpless, unable to find food. Far from being wanderers, we females need to establish and stay. If we can't get that then our next best strategy is to mate with the strongest and healthiest possible males. But best of all is to get a strong healthy male who will stay and provide, Instead of wandering and copulating at will.

So there are two pressures on males, the one is to spread their seed, violently if necessary. The other is to be attractive to females by being stable providers. By suppressing and containing the need to wander and the tendency to use force. Likewise there are two pressures on females, the one is to get the seed of the strongest most virile male so their infants will have good genes, which would make the violent forceful males attractive to them. The other is to get the protection of the most stable males, non-violent males so their infants will be protected and provided for and as many as possible will reach adulthood.

Our whole history, all that i have ever found in all my wanderings, It can all be interpreted as people blindly acting out those genetic strategies. We get pulled in those two directions. Our great civilizations are nothing more than social machines to create the ideal female setting. Where a woman can count on stability. Legal and moral codes, that try to abolish violence and promote permanence of ownership and force contracts, those represent the primary female strategy, the taming of the male.

And the tribes of wandering barbarians outside the reach of civilization...Spread the seed, within the tribe the most dominant males take possession of the best females. Either through formal polygamy or through spur of the moment copulations that the other males are powerless to resist. But those low status males are kept in line because the leaders take them to war and let them rape and pillage their brains out when they win a victory. They act out sexual desirability by proving themselves in combat and then kill all the rival males and copulate with their widowed females when they win. Hideous, monstrous behavior. But also a viable acting out of the genetic strategy."

(P.s. "barbarians"
Barbarians were groups that were not a part of the Empire. In a sense barbarians are tribes that are not a part of a great nation of a stratified, agricultural, landowning slave state. In empires women are usually treated like chattel one notch above slaves and serfs.
Julius Caesar and Pliny the Elder and other historians of the day documented the societies of the "barbarians" prior to the expansion of civilization in antiquity they were much more egalitarian than the great civilization that conquered them.
The armies of barbarians weren't states but hundreds of tribes, disorganized without combat leadership experience. They were farmers protecting their land, thats why the Legions bowled over them.
Generally in tribal groups women had property rights could rule were part of tribal counsels and could separate from their men at their leisure. it was the encroachment of "Civilization that turned them into nomadic bands of raiders.
They had to abandon their their collectivist, egalitarian and semi-democratic lifestyle of farming and livestock production. Being stationary left them vulnerable to assault from the forces of the empire and emigrants.
In the same way the American Indians were predominantly agricultural societies until their land was seized by the Europeans.
People that explored the frontier ran into many societies that they thought were "Amazons" because their societies were matrilineal and women participated in counsels and were peers to men and held high social stations and positions of influence and authority.
In the same way the Indians were maligned in history as blood thirsty savages they were being robbed of their land an culture and the people they were attacking were farming their farms and driving them off their property. They weren't "Great Fierce Warriors" It took a couple of generations being taken to school in genocide for them to toughen up. King Phillip war wasn't a rebellion. it was the last resort for the Seminole and affiliated tribes when they were homeless, starving and impoverished. Converted to Christianity and cast off their lands, as the Providence ordained.
Barbarians in antiquity suffered the same fate due to the encroachment of western civilization land seizure and being thrust into homelessness and squalor. They were "warlike" because they were falling back from Rome into territories traditionally held by their cousins, and fighting for a place to pitch their tents.)


Take out the sensible model of natural selection, Slap a warning label on everything, rather than allow common sense to prevail, as we have, due to empathy and legality, and there is an overwhelming population of weak and sickly survivors ready to breed with, in addition. If we let nature take them, we would not have nearly as much disease, stupidity or illness. That is one of the ways emotion, linked with this example, is also to blame for the general shape of humanity. But he's right, it can all be brought back to that original female reproductive ideal of security. Those base male/female ideals are the foundation of all of it.



Judgement for Mortals

'Take the universe and grind it down to the finest powder, and sieve it through the finest sieve, and then show me one atom of justice, one molecule of mercy. And yet, you all try to act as if there is some ideal order in the world. As if there is some rightness in the universe, by which it may be judged.'

-Terry Pratchet.

Monday, March 23, 2015

hey


Born by and in equal parts,
but victimized and corrupted by material spoils intended to assuage those with a clean palate and healthy appetite...
and then, yum yum said 'thy distracted soul....'
I sigh
I yawn
I wake
I wait
I die
to no avail...
Way ate....wait, wait, wait wait...
Good thing I'm patient, even in moments you're not.
Shame On U!!?

I help people regardless of the(ir) consequence (meaning even in the event...or...likelihood that they will betray me or their word...I will still follow out my word and principle).  Why do I do this?  Because I will be "the" better individual in the process (and/or the result)...and in turn, possibly teach them a little something in the process (what gives me the right?  How about this failure?)...ultimately bending this world into a better life for someone or something....involving me or not....
sigh, yawn, wake, wait...omg....and die
barf!!!!
This can't be 'the why'?
But if it is, it's still better than being just some grazer with a simple and shallow appetite.
At least in my opinion, but that's not everyone's opinion.
And That's Cool.
We All have a Say.
Yeah?


“i admire people who have the ability to touch you and still be thousands of miles from your presence.”

 - William Chapman.


Look No Further

Funny, festive, spirited, brilliant and hilarious...those were my thoughts after reading Lottie Lomas's blog post.
If....
You need a good, hard laugh...look no further....
She titled this post 'My Vagina's All Over The Place'

http://www.thesecretdivorcee.co.uk/2014/12/my-vaginas-all-over-place.html

What to do when chased by a wild boar

ask for a couple if feisty ponies to help you out....

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=vh5hoG_eLws

Saturday, March 21, 2015

Friday, March 20, 2015

Are Buddhists the Opposite of Vampires?

Fact Number One:
I should have gotten into Proctology

Fact Number Two:
because I seem to be Surrounded by ARSEwHOLES

Meet this Nomadic Feline

And here I introduce to you
Morgan Wellinger
A fellow local free spirited blogger and artist...
i admire her felicity of Art in ways I can not explain nor express...


https://nomadiccats.wordpress.com

The March Equinox 2015

this is the closest the eclipse has been to earth in eighteen years...
Today has the makings of an unusual day.

Enjoy!


http://www.timeanddate.com/eclipse/solar/2015-march-20


(Ps, I write this to you as I am listening to AC/DC's 'Hell's Bells')

Thursday, March 19, 2015

Truth Is This

Use It

or

Lose It
this, that and the other thing




We can never have enough.  No one ever listens to us.  We are surrounded by other people's nonsense and Bee-Es.  In this media frenzy mind control type of environment...who can actually think for themselves?
Withdrawl, Avoidance and happenstance...
Love lost to money
Sex, booze and cigarettes still sell
Fame and the Paparazzi that follow
Individuality has vanished
Acceptance, along with forgiveness is a long forgotten memory
Judgement rules over all
Religion starts wars
People are going hungry while you watch...

arrivederci

Sunday, March 15, 2015

The Rose of My Eye

Geez, I really thought that I could convince the squirrel to come in if I opened the back door and invited them in.  Much to my chagrin, they did not come in...instead, they dropped their strawberry (one in which I left them) and just stared at me intensely...never uttering one single sound.  Next time, I'll offer an acorn and hope for the best.  One of these days, my jungle friend will come in.


From coconuts to fungus...All my random thoughts have come to spark endless debates in the backyard of my mind.  Come and sit poolside with me as we discuss the basic genetics of words, thoughts and all philosophical principles, doctrines and ideas (not necessarily, nor not entirely restricted to any specific rules, regulations and laws).

Come and be welcome...your perspective will never be demeaned, persecuted, condemned, disregarded or ignored!

Friday, March 13, 2015

How Does One Define Thyself?

I have traveled a long and convoluted road to get myself in this exact time and place.
None of my short cuts ever worked, none of my connections ever panned out.
All truthful words eventually became nothing more than imitations and lies.
Those that lived in the shadows never truly needed any light...
We Live on this rock, floating through space thinking that there is a finite purpose with whomever built this rock and put us on it.  But, it's still a rock In Space at the mercy of chance, organized chaos and destiny...in one continuous chain of cluttering events.
(Physics Fact* you can not create nor destroy energy)
Destiny is the end of a cycle, whether we predict it or not.
(...Can one have more than just One Destiny?
Why Not!....)
It doesn't even matter if we want what we get...but we give what we want to give...and always get what's due in return...
Destiny...is just that, just like Montauk...it's the End of a cycle, and an entire ocean beyond it...
(with just an eventual merge into another chain of events)
Tall, short, round, square or triangle...it's more than just chance...It is a result of what preceded it and what we are destined for.
Chance is more than randomness....it's a catered order of seemingly randomness.
Random are my thoughts, whereas my words are precisely ordered to my perfection.
"If I blink, in that instant...does everything I front of me cease to exist?"
My eyes link me to my reality.  My reality only pertains to me.  My Reality means the world to me...it's my rock in space...a space that we all share...but can't seem to get along...
Much like a tree...filled with leaves...we are all bunched here, somewhere in space with nowhere pressing to go but forward...In Time...(time is our creation to place a word on the U specified random chaos that has an order And destiny).
Imagine, what we would accomplish if we could all agree and get along?
Imagine, if our rock meant something worth being proud of?
Imagine, how everything would be different if we weren't so preoccupied with killing or screwing everything and everyone?
Imagine if our collective consciousness finally elevated itself....?
Imagine...just imagine, if our purpose had a meaning we understood and strived for...?


http://www.ted.com/talks/andrew_solomon_how_the_worst_moments_in_our_lives_make_us_who_we_are?language=en

Wednesday, March 11, 2015

Make Someone Happy

It's so important to make someone happy
Make just one someone happy
Make just one heart to heart you, you sing to
One smile that cheers you
One face that lights when it nears you
One girlyour - your everything to
Fame, if you win it,
Comes and goes in a minutes
Where's the real stuff in life, to cling to?
Love is the answer
Someone to love is the answer
Once you've found her,
Build your world around her
Make someone happy
Make just one someone happy
And you will be happy too

by Jimmy Durante


https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=flvGmVgwkWk

Tuesday, March 10, 2015

I Believe in Mind Control

yes, your thoughts are being manipulated...and you won't be able to tell until you wake up Neo...

Sound of Silence by Dr True Ott

Part 1
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=cz_C4keZgzU

Part 2
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=HqO26LGcubs

Part 3
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=n1Y2ElXud2w


Like a mindless herd of sheep, we mull our way through life.  Mostly happy.  Somewhat complacent and accepting as to how 'things' need to be.
Be...?
How do things need to be?
How else control the masses if it weren't for a vice, an addiction to material that roots and distracts those who choose to follow rules and become distracted.

No Bull Here

A DEA officer stopped at my farm yesterday and declared to me...
 “I need to inspect your farm for illegal growing drugs.”

I said “Okay , but don’t go in that field over there…..”

The DEA officer verbally exploded saying,
” Mister, I have the authority of the Federal Government with me!”
Reaching into his rear pants pocket, the arrogant officer removed his badge and shoved it in my face.
“See this fucking badge?! This badge means I am allowed to go wherever I wish…. On any land !! No questions asked or answers given!! Have I made myself clear?…. do you understand?!!”

I nodded politely, apologized, and went about my chores. A short time later, I heard loud screams, looked up, and saw the DEA officer running for his life, being chased by my big old mean bull…… With every step the bull was gaining ground on the officer, and it seemed likely that he’d sure enough get gored before he reached safety. The officer was clearly terrified.I threw down my tools, ran to the fence and yelled at the top of my lungs…..



“Your badge, show him your  F#$%ING  BADGE!!”!

Monday, March 9, 2015

Love Hurts

by Nan Vernon

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=tJlGm3tbJJs


"It's really not the end, even when it is really the end.  You'd be surprised how resilient a heart is when allowed to sprout onto new land..."

Wednesday, March 4, 2015

Monday, March 2, 2015

Go Raw

when in doubt, channel your inner child...
After all, those are always the most honest explanations!

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=LjwuDHJetyE