Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Friday, March 18, 2011
21st Century American Class Warfare
The Gipper was an anti-FDR of sorts~~~a traitor to his own class~~~and when he dissolved the Air Traffic Controller's Union and fired them all~~~Michael Moore may be right~~~that was the beginning of this class warfare we see these days~~~and~~~the pilots and baggage handlers and all the co-workers and colleagues of the terminated employees~~~should have seen what's coming and gone on strike~~~right then and there. That didn't happen~~~but~~~let's face it~~~corporations have no values regarding social responsibilities~~~and~~~their disregard for the impact that their actions have~~~as to the destruction of the environment~~~reveals how little they really care about anything~~~other than~~~extracting more of whatever they want out of what is and into their pockets. The Corporate Mantra~~~is only one word~~~MORE. And now the modern day christian pharisees have Reinvented Jesus into some kind of political animal and mixed him up with a bunch of psychopathic businessmen and politicians~~~all in a power grab to take back~~~what~~~The New Deal~~~established. Damn~~~the rich are~~~never satisfied~~~they seem to want it all~~~and not one of them did any jailtime for fincially trashing the american economy.
So what's to do? I say that The Representative Democracy that this country is~~~take back the power it once gave to corporations. YEAH~~~take it back and neuter those son of a bitches~~~like cutting the balls off an aggressive and violent animal. Oh~~~they'll cry~~~we're leaving The United States of America~~~for friendlier foreign shores. Let them go~~~see how they like it~~~and~~~we as a democracy can fill the vacuum that they leave with private enterprise that is socially conscious~~~and green~~~that~~~provides jobs to support the life within our communities~~~and~~~values all that is~~~what we all share~~~and~~~is a part of~~~this life we live together.
Corporate America screwed with the middle class's largest investment~~~their homes~~~and made money playing with people's investments and retirements and lives~~~damn if they don't even play the fuel price futures game on us time and time again~~~I guess they think it's fun. Corporate America values~~~itself~~~more highly when it drops many of it's workers from it's bottom line~~~they really don't care about all the people that they touch~~~when they're not needed they're just excess capicity~~~deadwood~~~and only the people that are a part of their lifeblood~~~their cash flow~~~THEIR MONEY~~~count in their equations~~~of and on~~~life. Corporate America doesn't give a shit about our communities~~~about Mother Nature~~~and~~~the environment~~~in which we all live and move and have our being~~~they only care about their own.
And so it began in Wisconsin~~~and what Spiro Agnew called The Silent Majority~~~are silent no more~~~but~~~where will it all end? With~~~Plato's Society~~~wise and financially divested men~~~required to be a substantial representative part~~~of every~~~Board of Directors? I don't think these Rabid Dogs of Capitalism will so easily be muzzled~~~and it's gonna take an army of lawyers~~~to cut their balls off~~~in the courts. America is gonna have to sue these bastards into submission~~~environmental damage will bankrupt them all. So~~~let them put their tails between their legs~~~and take their personally degrading system of values~~~and head on off to somewhere in~~~The 3rd World~~~because their toxic value systems~~~won't hold up~~~anywhere. Societies that have~~~no intrinsic values~~~are only impermanent castles~~~built within and made of ~~~the sands of time. They have no foundation in reality upon which to stand.
The Corporate Oligarchy~~~will try to dumb us down~~~and~~~rally their minions~~~and~~~lay the big guilt trip~~~on all of us. Hey Corporate America~~~lighten up~~~your ball sack will heal~~~and you'll be better off for it~~~dontchaknow?~~~the division of power and transparency of all actions~~~are both~~~The American Way!
So let's turn THE LAWYERS loose on them~~~for their articles of incorporation~~~as they now stand~~~are~~~untenable~~~and~~~we simply can not afford to live~~~like this. Real Estate~~~overvalued and overbuilt. Financial Mismanagement~~~wtf derivatives and crazy assed futures. Union busting. Media control. Commercial propaganda. Dumbing down the host society~~~and all manner of manipulation.
Wake Up America~~~there are so many more of us~~than~~~them. The Gipper sold you on~~~It's Morning In America~~~but~~~Dylan says~~~it's getting dark~~~almost too dark~~to see.
Let's Sue The Bastards.
Republican Caricatures descend from The Editorial Page and mutate into Comedic Genres
Who does Mike Huckabee think he is? Gomer Pyle?
What chance does Rand Paul have on the national political scene with this subconscious connection?
Was John McCain's viral case of Potomac Fever finally arrested and~~~Laid To Rest~~~by this unconscious connection~~~to such a shallow comic veneer? Popeye The Sailor Man~~~Olive Oil~~~and~~~Bluto?
Well? Michelle Bachmann is from The North Country~~~they surely have crazy politicians in Minnesota~~~but do they have Witches?
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Thursday, February 24, 2011
~~~The Medium Is The Message~~~
Cave Walls and Pigments~~~Pictures and Pushpins~~~Smart Phones and Websites~~~technology has developed more and more sophisticated ways for us to gather the constellation of images~~~that captivate us~~~that define us~~~and show all with the eyes to see where the boundaries of our lives are~~~and so we have~~~drawn~~~attached~~~and these days~~~downloaded~~~them into the space that surrounds us~~~as we live our daily lives~~~we seek their security and comfort~~~while upon the impermanent face of this planet. Our desires and our mysteries~~~our fears and our allegiances~~~it is within these forces~~~of thought it's self~~~that propel us to gather fresh imagery each and every day ~~~and these~~~Our Own Cherished Personal Collages~~~Refreshed and Renewed~~~ascribe some sort of meaning and supposed individually~~~security and comfort~~~into this life of ours~~~but our horizons seem to go no further than the confines of thought~~~which are our own personal~~~Walls of Plato's Cave. We all wear the same polo shirt. We all choose between the music available. We all drink from the same cup when it comes to imagery~~~it's just thought~~~and if you don't know it by now~~~All Thought is Limited~~~and the word is never the thing~~~the description is never what it describes~~~for images and thought are only abstractions of that which is.
So you might as well pull your pants down when you show another your Collage of Imagery~~~and come to think of it~~~that's pretty much where it all ended up~~~just a bunch of desperate scribbling upon The Global Village's Common Bathroom Wall~~~and that would be The Invention of Little Zucky~~~his spitting image cast in logos up above~~~Facebook. Well? You seem to be able to~~~get lucky or start a revolution~~~on this new electronic bathroom wall of ours~~~and for sure we all cash in our 15 Minutes of Fame while we post in there~~~because it's a flat hierarchical structure and power can't control it's communicative abilities. Our Brave New World inhabited by all of the corporate bastions of authority~~~church, state, nation, and all the myriad mix of psychopathic corporations~~~has to be worried that we all are using the same bathroom now~~~because what comes from the bottom up is always more authentic and real than what comes from the top down~~~and what's trending electronically even beats the pollesters to the punch. So don't you know~~~Big Brother~~~is in here too trying to spin things the corporate way~~~looking to reign all this messiness in.
Facebook is~~~THE MOTHER OF ALL BATHROOM WALLS~~~but it cares not for blood nor skin in it's imagery~~~and this is it's thin veneer of morality. So if I were to meet this~~~Pompous Zuckerboy~~~I imagine that he would have the same reaction to me as Marshall McLuhan had~~~to that guy talking about him while standing in line for a movie~~~as this was the script of McLuhan's cameo appearance in Woody Allen's movie Annie Hall~~~and so this guy is talking while standing in line for a movie and it's like he's an expert on everything about McLuhan~~~and McLuhan himself appears~~~out of nowhere~~~and comes up to him and says: "You know nothing of my work."~~~but I do know that the Digital Revolution has changed what we pay attention to and the way we live our lives~~~not it's content~~~and that's the change that I've always been looking for.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
~~~~~~~~~Just Desert~~~~~~~~~
"Why are you going there? It's just desert." This is what the convenience store clerk told my brother~~~when he said~~~we were heading for Yuma, Arizona~~~and so we left that Tucson quick stop parking lot~~~going onward~~~going west. Just Desert~~~was what we were all about~~~what we had planned~~~as we headed towards Pichaco State Recreation Area, California~~~an old mining area accessible by The Colorado River in the old days~~~and a twenty mile dirt road~~~that was cut through and follows all the paths that water makes through the wilderness~~~arroyos~~~& arroyos are all~~~Mother Nature's Highways~~~and that's what gets you to Pichaco SRA~~~these days. But it was~~~Just Desert~~~and we wound around the desert southwest~~~in the dead of winter~~~down I 25 from Santa Fe to Hatch and over to I 40 to Tucson and Yuma~~~up to Pichaco SRA for a couple of nights~~~and onto Palm Springs~~~then Baker, California~~~through Death Valley~~~to Tonopah, Nevada~~~down The Extraterrestial Highway~~~and on to Vegas. All to the tune of 2,500 miles~~~for~~~there is more open land in the western united states~~~than one can ever imagine~~~and we covered only~~~a small fraction of all of it.
Barren~~~ & way too hot in summer~~~most life hides underground~~~lives in the night~~~or~~~in trees. The biggest shot of adrenalin i got all vacation long was not on the highways~~~where the monkeys drive to win their crazy races~~~but in a hollowed out tree that i peeked into~~~and saw~~~a little face staring back at me. He was ready to make a run for it~~~the little critter~~~knew two monkeys had invaded his campsite~~~his home was that tree. I had dropped a small pebble into the hollowed out trunk to see if something was living in there~~~and he headed for~~~the escape hatch. So why do things live in the desert? May be the same reason we incarnate on this earth~~~it's a seeming spiritual desert~~~you know. I guess in both cases it's just where you need to be~~~to play~~~the good old game of~~~Spiritual Hide & Seek.
Reincarnation. Is that the game around here? Our world is so illusory~~~and real~~~but all that exists is~~~impermanent. All things must pass. Death is at the end of everything~~~it walks hand in hand with life. So as for reincarnation? It must die too~~~for there one day will be nothing to return to. The only thing that's going to last around here is That Which Is Timeless~~~and isn't That at the core of everything? Creation? Doesn't that mean there is a creator~~~and apparently~~~this world is not his home.
Oh~~~the western monkey~~~is so full of~~~Whitewashed Jesus ~~that reincarnation is a subject never broached~~~never considered~~~never even thought of~~~even though Jesus said that he and John The Baptist were~~~Elijah and Elisha~~~you can read it in The Bible~~~Matthew 17: 9-13~~~in a conversation that came down~~~right after what happened on The Mount of Transfiguration. Theoretical physics so mirrors eastern philosophy~~~these days~~~that one day~~~we may see that what goes around also comes around. But as for me~~~i was never even introduced to reincarnation~~~it was something outside the western box of thinking~~~pictured as a heathen cartoon. So i ask myself~~~is reincarnation real~~~or~~~an illusion?
Well my brother and i spontaneously began this dialogue on the subject of~~~reincarnation~~~not to seek to become better and better people through many lifetimes~~~or~~~to excuse bad behaviour because we'll make up for it later~~~but~~~in order to let the spirit do it's work fully in people's lives~~~must it not take more than one lifetime to wake up? God's love wouldn't even leave one stray sheep to die alone in the wilderness~~~and so~~~with the short stack that all of us are born into~~~well? How can we realize~~~what life is~~~from this our whacked out perspective~~~our fractured conditioning? Some of us die too young. Some aren't born with a full deck. Some are whacked by their families. Some just by society~~~itself. We all fall through the cracks~~~somehow~~~so to speak. No one~~~gets everything right~~~gets it like they want it~~~ 'cause there are no perfect monkeys~~~on this planet~~~period. Reincarnation would give the spirit an ability to get it done~~~over many lifetimes~~~and the people that I've met that think they they know it all? Well~~~they're the ones that need reincarnation the most. One lifetime? Look around you~~~the people that i see aren't getting very far spiritually. These days are dark. It's a Spiritual Night~~~here within the confines of~~~The Great American Spiritual Desert. It seems as if~~~we all need more time~~~in the oven.
Everything has a life cycle. Everything dies. Impermanence reigns in space time~~~it even trumps reincarnation. But what holds it all together? I mean all that has been created? There is a timeless consciousness that permeates all that exists~~~and the timeless does manifest itself~~~in time. What creation could exist without a creator? That's the game~~~spiritual hide and seek. God's lost and found. Maya and illusion are forever the essence of all the stories told within space time~~~our lives we live~~~deep within the confines of Plato's Cave. I mean that~~~the most important thing in all of Life~~~seems hidden and missing~~~'cause thought just can't seem to see the creator~~~and therefore~~~God~~~seems missing.
I guess it's like UFOs~~~you can believe in them~~~but if you happen to see one? Then it's quite a different thing~~~then all belief is irrelevant. So really it's all in the seeing~~~not thought and it's flawed constructs.
So i guess you're wondering why i would put a picture of Las Vegas Boulevard~~~taken from the 63rd floor of The Encore~~~atop this story of desert and reincarnation. It was the hotel room that i got for the both of us~~~but i really got it for him as i am pretty sure that this would be~~his last night in Vegas. He's not dying or nuthin' but god knows David is no fan of Sin City~~~Las Vegas, Nevada~~~it is what Dr. Hunter S. Thompson referred to as~~~The Savage Heart of The American Dream~~~a place where you're never too far from a mirror~~~and it's hard to find out what time it is. As i looked down upon all the invented environments and their lush trappings~~~and saw what mankind could have created~~~beautiful and adorned spaces with artistry and unique structures~~~and here in Las Vegas, Nevada~~~they had even sprung from the desert floor. Too bad that their foundations have no intrinsic value~~~they are all based on illusion, greed, individual competition, and a bunch of silly monkeys that think that they are so special that they can defeat the Laws of Probability~~~it's like fighting off death~~~and we all know how that one ends~~~but they all try to win what's never been won and do what's never been done~~~and don't you know~~~like they said in Frank Capra's It's A Wonderful Life~~~when a bell rings another angel got their wings? Well~~~every time a horn blows~~~it's just another monkey like Rodney Dangerfield~~~getting no respect~~~and~~~every time a light blinks in Vegas? It means another monkey~~~just lost a bet. Vegas~~~i look out the window and think what might have been~~~all my brother could say was: "They're all Monuments to Stupidity". May be one day we all will have reincarnated so many times that we all can see this~~~and that through such virtue~~~we can see~~~what is~~~and be free~~~of it. I'm not like my brother~~~i did gamble~~~and dug myself a hole at every sit down~~~poker, roulette, and a few machines~~~but it was not like it usually is~~~as i climbed out of every hole~~~seeming to walk away winning 70 bucks or so at every thing i did~~~but i tired of it~~~got tired of the hole. Like gambling or that critter in the tree~~~may be we keep reincarnating until? We tire of the holes we get ourselves stuck in.
So~~~at the end of the 3rd day~~~after~~~my brother flew out of Vegas~~~on my last night in town~~~i went to Larry Flynt's Hustler Club~~~& there a sweet young woman picked me out of the crowd to make some money~~~and we enjoyed each other~~~and our time together~~~so much so~~~that at one point she looked me in the eyes and asked: "Did we know each other in a former life?". I said that i didn't know about those things~~~but? Who knows? All things timeless are related~~~and may be we did~~~but before we went up to the private rooms i asked her if she~~~had any rules~~~'cause i liked her and wanted to stay inbounds. Her reply? "We're gonna break all the rules!". And that's the best thing a woman has said to me in years~~~for underlying such a statement is trust~~~and a hint of~~~what real relationship~~~is all about.
Me? Reincarnation? What with all the stories of people dying and flying above the operating table~~~and seeing a bright light? With my brother's son's presence appearing to him~~~before he was born~~~telling him his name and that he was going to be a part of his family? I gotta go along with the existence of The Timeless Soul and Reincarnation~~~but what i really long for~~~is the time when All of God's Creatures~~~great and small~~~are as~~~One~~~and return Home~~~into the loving arms of their Creator~~~and~~~i'll take as many lifetimes as it takes~~~on the face of this earth~~~this spiritually barren desert~~~or whatever oven~~~whatever hell~~~that i have to go~~~to get~~~There.
And it is my hope~~~that one fine day we will all together~~~pass through the sun~~~each one finding their own way and walking their own path~~~all following the timeless road~~~back to our creator~~~and back to our~~~Timeless Home.
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