Acts and thoughts of the common man and his best friend, Hobbe's the Cat
To write to me is to explore,From the very top to the deepest core,That part human sometimes unseen,Compiled of the many things,That show themselves in acts and words,Like kindness that is returned,So take to heart a cook am I,And thought filled are these words of mine,To approve or accept not,Is yours like mine.... simply a... Continue Reading →
We ultimately have a responsibility to uphold, and finding those weaving abilities again is just a part of it, and coming this core belief comprehension is just a small part of that.
"I'm sick of my crap too!"
This was the place for my long talks, the ones I couldn't find people to listen to.
It comes from the very things we are trying to hide, our biases, our expectations, and our fears.
What also ran into all of this was a realization that there is no there, that I've been looking for.
Teasing is humility's hammer, it is the great destroyer of egos, and the builder of acceptance.
These days feel like I am more the researcher surveying the damage, with impatient monkeys slapping my ass.
It was a badly damaged area as I assessed the aftermath, the works of good mental behaviors tossed down like a library after an earthquake.
It is the forgiveness, and acceptance that was developing for yourself was also developing for others, was coloring in their silhouettes.
Those reminders of the basics, and letting what you know now set in for a bit, make a bed, stay a night or two, are imperative to remember.
We didn't destroy the Capitalism train, work, work, work mode. We usurped it with making individuals a commodity. Not only a commodity, but one that can spoil and be ruined at the click of a mouse.
"I had to diminish myself on every level, and I became extremely effective at it."
We are seldom aware of where we humans get our various fuels, our coolants, our spare parts, or when they need changing.
Those frequencies play a music, a life symphony that we are often unaware of, but one that we play in, and conduct from, our own lives mostly unconsciously.
I expected my childish behaviors and wallowing to win out and comfort me in my pity blanket.
