Trading Places is one of those movies from childhood
that helped shape my view on the world.
I grew up in the time of bussing ~
all the kids from the rough neighborhoods came to us in the upscale world of the valley suburbs where everyone got a car at 16 and went party hopping from one vacationing parents' home to the next. It was a blast!
And despite the original fears of the past ~ we all got beyond the stereotyping and acclimated to one another swimmingly!
Cut to 2012 ~ where now we have a sophisticated black man as President of USA and the white men that perform as so superior in their stolen wealth behave like barbarians.
Instead of the world opening up and becoming sophisticated ~we turn the channel every night before bed and have choices between fighting or killing. Romance is dwindling and kindness is too boring to watch.
The world has gone simply mad ~ they celebrate criminals and ego.
As i watch Eddie Murphy, Dan Akyroid and John Landis tell a brilliant tale ~ i wonder what the fuck happened to my fellow believers.
Give a human what they need and treat them well and they will become their most genius that they can be.
Why do we not have a country of this!?
Sunday, March 25, 2012
Thursday, March 22, 2012
outside of the tunnel and above the fog
yay~ feeling like i am clear and balanced
understanding and un-needy
ready to press on forward into a bright future ~
:)
understanding and un-needy
ready to press on forward into a bright future ~
:)
Monday, March 19, 2012
The Isle of lost women
my soul gained density through my travels.
observation after observation ~
allowing all behaviors to go un checked and unjudged ~ just to watch what it was that they wanted to do ~ when left to their own devices...
it was funny to me how they were always thinking they were getting away with something and then being shocked when i brought it up in casual conversation completely objectively with no emotion attached to it. As an aquarian , i am an expert at detachment.
although this lesson was hard to come by ~
i could see how tricky they thought they were being and proud of it
One day a man said to me " I told them the biggest lie, hee hee and they believed me! what idiots ! hee hee ~ then I asked , "why wouldn't you expect people to believe you? why are you proud of being too scared to say your truth?" When i speak ~ I know my word is gold and they will of course believe me!" .. he dumb-foundedly replied, " I never thought of it that way."
men are maps ... maps of an area of life ~
their values, humor, perspective, occupation, upbringing ~
all a layout of a life and a course of operation in the world.
they tell you right away where the trail leads
and they do it with the enchantment of fantasy and fortune ~
and if they are the type that will not have piece of mind and self control enough to observe and negotiate win win solutions to life's problems ~
laughter will be rare.
observation after observation ~
allowing all behaviors to go un checked and unjudged ~ just to watch what it was that they wanted to do ~ when left to their own devices...
it was funny to me how they were always thinking they were getting away with something and then being shocked when i brought it up in casual conversation completely objectively with no emotion attached to it. As an aquarian , i am an expert at detachment.
although this lesson was hard to come by ~
i could see how tricky they thought they were being and proud of it
One day a man said to me " I told them the biggest lie, hee hee and they believed me! what idiots ! hee hee ~ then I asked , "why wouldn't you expect people to believe you? why are you proud of being too scared to say your truth?" When i speak ~ I know my word is gold and they will of course believe me!" .. he dumb-foundedly replied, " I never thought of it that way."
men are maps ... maps of an area of life ~
their values, humor, perspective, occupation, upbringing ~
all a layout of a life and a course of operation in the world.
they tell you right away where the trail leads
and they do it with the enchantment of fantasy and fortune ~
and if they are the type that will not have piece of mind and self control enough to observe and negotiate win win solutions to life's problems ~
laughter will be rare.
Saturday, March 17, 2012
Lovelings
She was out of control ~ her whisper across the phone waves revealed her fear of the men that bullied her throughout her life.
Every phone call or email , another insult and character assassination.
Not one sign of empathy and kindness. Not one bit of understanding. How can someone live for 70 years and not learn how to see through another's eyes? How self absorbed and in the mirror does one have to be to ignore the lessons of time and situation?
Her father, grandfather, husband after husband after boyfriend, firing off the same promises, the same demands ~
and one foot into asking for her needs to met,
is the very moment
when those promises are broken and the curtain drawn on a very lovely lie.
The heartbreak is unbearable and causes one to want to run.
But where is a safe place to call home with rooms filled with acceptance and love ?
Where is the un-drunken laughter? where is the pride in being a man of his word and having the ability to function as the leader of a pack?
where is the model of understanding and wisdom with regards to all?
has the world become so short sighted as to prove DEVO right .. that we are de-evolving?
Why are we not as a society building men with honor and mediation skills?
Why are we having woman think it is famously fabulous to be called a bitch and to act with disregard for everyone else?
Has the beauty within been absorbed by the anger and the botox? or just the brain cells depleting , turing girls into lovely. mean crocodiles?
Where is the happiness?
I repeat to my pained friend again and again ~ what they say is not true ~ they are not in their right minds ~ stop believing the bullies ~ they are sick ~ the negative spewing from their well groomed mouths is toxic waste coming from their own angers and deceptions done upon them in earlier years.
Know thyself well enough to know that the truth is
we are born kind, Lovelings
and relationships bring situations
and when defeated
only love will bring our strength back ~ only love will bring our strength back only love will bring our strength back.
and that love
can come from another, but don't rely on that
its too much pressure on the other heart
you must find that love
in your own thoughts
train your own thoughts
find it in a sunset or a blue sky
a mountain or the lake
everywhere you look outside there is something you can take in
and love
generate the love from your own thoughts and views and perspectives
from a cookie or a cold glass of milk
a character in a book or a song on the radio
look around
its everywhere when you tune it in
be a conduit for the love
you are a Loveling
quiet for a moment
hear the birds in the blooming trees
notice the scent in the air and the squirrel on the ledge
i love that color she is wearing or the grass in the park next door
i love that joke he said last week that still makes me laugh
comedy is on the tv and chills me out right away
then i can go back to thinking straight after the bullies power is disintegrated.
back to balance in the love i generated
as a Loveling
Every phone call or email , another insult and character assassination.
Not one sign of empathy and kindness. Not one bit of understanding. How can someone live for 70 years and not learn how to see through another's eyes? How self absorbed and in the mirror does one have to be to ignore the lessons of time and situation?
Her father, grandfather, husband after husband after boyfriend, firing off the same promises, the same demands ~
and one foot into asking for her needs to met,
is the very moment
when those promises are broken and the curtain drawn on a very lovely lie.
The heartbreak is unbearable and causes one to want to run.
But where is a safe place to call home with rooms filled with acceptance and love ?
Where is the un-drunken laughter? where is the pride in being a man of his word and having the ability to function as the leader of a pack?
where is the model of understanding and wisdom with regards to all?
has the world become so short sighted as to prove DEVO right .. that we are de-evolving?
Why are we not as a society building men with honor and mediation skills?
Why are we having woman think it is famously fabulous to be called a bitch and to act with disregard for everyone else?
Has the beauty within been absorbed by the anger and the botox? or just the brain cells depleting , turing girls into lovely. mean crocodiles?
Where is the happiness?
I repeat to my pained friend again and again ~ what they say is not true ~ they are not in their right minds ~ stop believing the bullies ~ they are sick ~ the negative spewing from their well groomed mouths is toxic waste coming from their own angers and deceptions done upon them in earlier years.
Know thyself well enough to know that the truth is
we are born kind, Lovelings
and relationships bring situations
and when defeated
only love will bring our strength back ~ only love will bring our strength back only love will bring our strength back.
and that love
can come from another, but don't rely on that
its too much pressure on the other heart
you must find that love
in your own thoughts
train your own thoughts
find it in a sunset or a blue sky
a mountain or the lake
everywhere you look outside there is something you can take in
and love
generate the love from your own thoughts and views and perspectives
from a cookie or a cold glass of milk
a character in a book or a song on the radio
look around
its everywhere when you tune it in
be a conduit for the love
you are a Loveling
quiet for a moment
hear the birds in the blooming trees
notice the scent in the air and the squirrel on the ledge
i love that color she is wearing or the grass in the park next door
i love that joke he said last week that still makes me laugh
comedy is on the tv and chills me out right away
then i can go back to thinking straight after the bullies power is disintegrated.
back to balance in the love i generated
as a Loveling
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