Thursday, April 16, 2009
odds and ends
The other day I was walking and went by a public park/green space. There was a man at a picnic table. He was casually going through his belongings, a man seemingly homeless at a glance to anyone who had eyes. He was an older man with a goatee of negroid stock to use the terminology of the old three racial groups of humanity model. With the project of mapping the human genome it's recognized now as being somewhat more complicated. But I digress, he had his hair wrapped in a turban and has wearing a closely fitting woman's blouse with spaghetti straps. He put over that a dark purple woman's shirt with puffy shoulders and elastic that conformed to the upper ribcage, presumably to emphasize his breasts. Then he pulled out his makeup bag and at that point I turned and continued walking to my destination, but it was one of those moments something feels so unique and no matter how many times you've seen the same things you look at it as if it was the first.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Torn
Is it better to do that which makes you happy and may not be the way to be the most impact causing, or is it better to be completely miserable and to contribute where you can to the fullest until your shell lets you go? I have trouble answering this question for myself. My natural inclination is to be miserable and be thankful I was there to give of myself what I could. If I focus on being happy I find I look back and am ashamed of being blind to the whole while satisfying the shallow of my depths and realize that it never made me happy at all. I always know that there is a middle ground but I feel that to be not making a choice, trying to play it both ways some would call it. I would hate to be seen as lacking the courage of my convictions and not taking something all the way given the view I have on it. In some philosophies you are encouraged to not over analyze and just get to the business of living. Maybe.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Systems
I was having a moment recently which was somewhat based in despair. I was thinking about systems, and I got the overwhelming sense of betrayal. Let me explain, some of the living things which occupy this planet with us have been valuable neighbors and even friends. We have seen each other for numerous generations, we have raised our young within vision of each other and, to me, have at times respected each others strength and unique ability. We are in some ways creating an artificial construct in which none of our brethren species, with whom we were all children and innocent together, can live at our side in. Some of them still are innocent, as the elephant is, for it never allows its technology to outpace its elephantanity (a take off of the word humanity), whereas our technology outpaces our humanity, and our intellect outpaces our soul. These constructs which I speak of, our roads, electric current transmission lines, and others are replacements for systems such as hydrological (water particularly rivers, oceans). The new systems serve the same function as the previous, only the older system functioned much in the way a living creature does that they cleaned themselves of impurities and where able to react in various ways to circumstances. Our afronts are tantamount to taking a glass of the cleanest water ever poured and putting a drop of ink in it. One of the underlaying purposes to being alive it seems is to raise the level of consciousness progressively. Insects possess a nerve ganglia, reptiles came further and possessed the instinct brain which is at the base of the human brain. Some creatures have come further still, including humanity, to the point where we understand the concept of a future and that we have a role in shaping what it will be. Whatever the essence, the ectoplasmic glue, is which ties us all to one another makes it so that a piece of me is of the same stuff as something in a place I may never be tacticly (and thusly makes us all family) included this as a possiblity in the system. To me that means the membrane that remains when the temporal, which can clutter the view so that we may not recognize it when it be everywhere, is seen through wants life to (the membrane does) increasingly be able to perceive our reality in ever more nuanced ways. We are not the only ones to have these higher cognative functions, and pushing them into history and myth is more than injustice to a peer, it is murdering ones own brother. It seems we finished the basic essentials volume of an encyclopedia and started the next volume, the one with relativity, nuclear energy, rocket science, and theories on global marketplace, and we forgot where we put the first volume. It's not lost, we just can't find it, and it has valuable information in it, such as what being a community entails, that all things temporal are cyclical, and that one should not wish for let alone take more than they need. A large portion of our species has been seduced, and thusly become infected with the sickness of greed, big business and marketing has ennobled it and calls it consumerism, but it is a sickness, called greed. I dislike people who address what they see as a problem and when asked what ideas they have for a solution, they do not have one. It seems these people are content being dissatisfied. When a person sees a problem they draw out its family tree, in other words the things which validate its very existence and holisticly find a solution to each aspect of its being. I believe in doing things all the way, burn it (problems) to the ground and salt the Earth where it stood. Whining, moaning, and bitching without having done your homework and coming up with tryable solutions is a real drag man, and brings us all down because you spewed negative and did not address the capacity to modify the vehicle. It's simple, especially if you are the one posing the problem, view it as a question that sounds something like "Now what am I prepared to do about it?". To use a poker metaphor, don't just check with nothing in your hand at a table with real players, stand up and step away. If you are not prepared to give everything, then don't waste your time. Or baseball now; don't step into the batters box unless you're ready to take a swing. My solution for this rant, by the way, is for us to encourage each other to have both halves of the whole, question and answer, or to be ready to brainstorm with those in whose judgement you trust, someone you would speak for with the declaration to all that they come for them through you if they dare.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Name
The name of my blog is wicked smart. I did not like the way the actual first word sounded, "incorruptibly" sounds to much to me like incorrect, and that is something I know I am not. So, I did the Shakespearean thing and created a word. Take a look at it. Un corrupt ably driven. Wow, I impress myself sometimes, then I remember that pure talent is what I am. Not to be conceded, which people generally hate, but to have a humble self knowledge is valuable in most every circumstance. I have a great ability to create meaningful design. It's hard to be dry and witty at the same time but I can do it with every breath that I take, which is a special talent, integrally part of me.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Multiple Reviews
I've recently watched some good films, mostly documentaries, mostly because I don't want Hollywood, Bollywood, Bavaria Films, a London sound stage, or any other soulless entity based on money to define or unduly influence my imagination. "The Planet" and "The Eleventh Hour" are good environmental documentaries talking about the obvious place of the biosphere as the top of all systems upon the planet. The economy, human societies, and others are all sub-systems of it. It gave me the same feeling, listening to the passionate, good people on the films, that I get when I am around people who practice biodynamic principles and permaculture in their food procurement. These people and the ones of the Gaia movement make me feel as if I am truely among my kindred, though I know all of us are brothers and sisters. I have gained respect for Leonardo DiCaprio over the years as he has put himself into many good things. I saw "This Revolution" and enjoyed it as well, Rosario Dawson, though I do hugely value women and womanhood in infinite ways beyond form and the physical is quite a sexy beast. I would recommend all three.
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