Sunday, April 13, 2014

More or Less or More or Less......

And So...
I ask you...(as well as myself)...
(ad nauseam)
Which is better ?
'More'.....?
or
'Less'.....?

Is the minimalistic approach
the "Correct" way ?
the "ELEGANT" way ?
Is being UNDERSTATED the formulation for WINNING and THRIVING ?

Or...

Did some "HACK" who couldn't rub 2 nickels together
just come up with that line of bull ?
ONLY to rationalize and fantasize that his DIRE CIRCUMSTANCES were a
CONSCIOUS CHOICE....
or perhaps to SAVE FACE ?
in order to cover the walls and interiors of his humble abode....
with "SMOKE & MIRRORS ?

How 'bout we just take a BIG, OSTENTAIOUS BITE out of the "BOUNTY" apple ?
What would happen if we simply had MORE than enough of EVERYTHING ?
There are SO many GREAT, ALTRUISTIC, GODLY things to DO and BE
with "Plenty" by our side...

So....
Which is "RIGHT" way to ?


Friday, April 11, 2014

Should we STOP TRUSTING ?


So....
What then ?
What are we supposed to do in light of all of this new information regarding the NSA, etc ?
EVERYONE having access to EVERYTHING ...
Should we stop TRUSTING altogether ??
Is there even a point to LIVING if that's the only alternative ?
Do we not STILL,
even after ALL of the TRAUMA and DEBACLE of the recent past,
have somewhat of a inalienable right to BELIEVE ???
And, prey tell,
HOW is EVERYTHING that happens OUR FAULT ???
WHY are we BLAMED for ALL of the trouble ??
Is it possible that we, on some level,
are really just, plain, old VICTIMS ??
Victims of a fast paced, ever-bourgeoning, 'tech-absurd' world ?
In the end of the day...
are we not ALLOWED any longer...(at times)
to have a CHILD-LIKE BELIEF in humanity as a whole ?
Sorry, friends...
But I am not ready to throw in the towel......
I'm simply not willing to give up the waning, effervescence of
PURE FAITH...
and replace it with UTTER "JADED-ness"......

Saturday, April 5, 2014

The WHALE in the room...a metaphor, yet again...


This creature in the room...
He's DEFINITELY NOT an ELEPHANT....
I'm goin' for BIG here...
That said,
I'll call him a WHALE....

So the WHALE just SITS THERE....
in his seemingly existential 'stupor'...
not uttering a word of advice or counsel...
Just WEIGHING DOWN EVERYTHING in his wake.....
He's ARROGANT ...nonplussed....
But TOTALLY FORBODING...

The point of my meager attempt at creating this 'visual'...
is NOT to spew esoteric gobbledygook your way...
Not a bit...
I am rather, albeit somewhat clumsily, attempting to tell the story...
of a CONSPICUOUS 'issue' weighing down this place....
an issue SO WROUGHT with PAIN and DIFFICULTY and Potential PARALYSIS even ...
that one can actually, PHYSICALLY FEEL the ENORMITY of its imminent ramifications...
overshadowing EVERYTHING, ,,,
as if the entire room had been shrouded in a DARK BLANKET of "DOUBT"...
In a blanket sprinkled with RED QUESTION MARKS...

So what does one do, faced with a REAL DILEMMA which REQUIRES RESOLUTION ??
of the "LIFE-ALTERING" significance type...
when it is CLEAR AS DAY that a decision MUST be made ?
in a "TIME-OF-THE-ESSENCE" manner ?




Friday, April 4, 2014

On Judgment....


Of course, of course,,,,,,
We JUDGE...
Everything we consider .....
EVERY DECISION....EVERY CHOICE...EVERY MOVE....EVERY WORD...
is ultimately a judgment call on one level or another...


But what about those moments when we just can't seem to make the decision ?
We are TORN...
in that EPIC, 'Robert Frost'-ish way....
We DOUBT our own ability to JUDGE appropriately....
Equitably...

What then ??

Which road to take ?
Which way to turn ?

Where, in these insidious moments ...have all the judgments gone?

Saturday, May 25, 2013

On Freedom...

Freedom is NOT really overrated at all...
AU CONTRAIRE...
It seems to me that Freedom is literally a state of  'exposure'...of kindred exposure..
exposure to "options"...MYRIAD options...
In fact,,,
if one were to take a VERY close look in a mirror, while in 'said state',,,
one would quite certainly notice an "opening" of sorts,,,
around the THROAT CHAKRA...
for the throat contracts immediately and TIGHTLY while under stress...
and evidently, according to this humble, blog "mistress",,
it "opens up" ,,,upon a "loosening" of the "to-do" reigns...
Hence,,,,
Being situated in a moment of PURE FREEDOM.........
 can begin to dissolve the essential phlegm hidden, yet highly palpable,
in the body itself...
Is that gross ???
What I'm trying, clumsily, to say....
is....
LIGHTEN UP.....
 

Thursday, May 23, 2013

Having EVERYTHING.....

We don our high heels and our fancy feathered boas...
And we parade around with our lovely hair and our "LONG" lashes....
And we're smart and funny and DELIBERATE...
and charming....
Oh, yes...
We are very charming....
And during those moments of receiving....
ATTENTION<<<PRAISE<<<<ACCOLADES....
we find ourselves at the "seeming" APEX of EVERYTHING....
And then...
the realities of life...
the Heartaches....the Bills... (NOT CLINTON!)
the knowledge that we may have 'over-served' that last ball just a bit...
Hell...it flew right over the arched wall of the country club and landed.....
KER_PLUNK!!
in a field of Cotton.....somewhere deep in the past....
In any case,,,
We tend to ebb and flow along with the BIO-RHYTHMIC waves of our tenuous existence....
And that's all I got.... 

Monday, May 13, 2013

And the days move forward...(apres Mother's Day)

And we don't even notice the time as it FLIES BY right in front of our noses....
And then..
suddenly...
in a flash of CLARITY or just
INTROSPECTIVE STILLNESS really...
TIME slaps us directly in the face..
standing there in all of its sheer bravado and gumption...
And we try to RUN,,,,but our feet are glued to the ground beneath us.....
And we attempt to shut our eyes...
But it's as if invisible toothpicks were holding the lids firmly open.....
And so...
we have no choice whatsoever...
We can only look time SQUARELY in the eye....
And guess what ??
It's not pretty...
The woman standing bent over her walker...
Well...
that' your MOM....
your BEAUTIFUL, ENERGETIC, Piss 'n Vinegar MOM....
But where did all that aforementioned stuff that defined her GO ??
She is frail and tired and her walking is very, very slow....
And you CRY on the inside...
missing that old mom, but loving this one just the same....
And there's a knock on the door...
And you are shaken from your silent reverie......
And so it goes...yet again........