Sunday, November 29, 2020

281120 - Extinction Chronicles ·

I think there is good reason Lao Tzu described the “Tao” as that which cannot be named. People love to establish authority with words and people love to be controlled by authorities using words - a  hand-and-glove fit, except for its sheer stupidity · For example, a baby learns the pleasure of defecation at an early age, i’ve even had friends who struggle with boundaries describing their perfect “shits,” online, yet one of the 1st trainable events in a human’s life is how and where to shit, something the former leader of the “free world” apparently never learned and is about to be dismissed from the world stage for ignoring his earliest training and giving free rein to his earliest pleasures and shitting in semi-public; enough so that his habits are being recounted in the tabloids. If Madam Paradox and her two offsprings “t’is & t’ain’t” aren’t the godhead - they aught to be ·


I’d swear sitting in the back hallway nursing my tobacco addiction that i was just now being haunted by my father in the guise of a fly. This fucking fly feared nothing, wanted to land on every part of my relatively washed person and refused to be guided out the door: two-things occurred to me, a memory of my father the “fly hunter” with a rolled up newspaper in the middle of our evening meal stalking one such errant creature; pop could be murderous in his uniquely relentless way; the other image is the gazillions of ruling class buck$ lying lazily in offshore accounts coupled with the pent up egos of digital whiz kids chomping to save the free world using micro-robotics and Presto-Change-O a relentless fly capable of drone espionage to protect the next “Côte d'Azur does South East Asia” from the likes of free thinking riff-raff, such as myself.


Yes you’d be right - clearly too much time on my hands with a dodgy family history and not enough sex · but whaddya gonna do¿ Mar-a-Lago is under indictment and all the easy money has fled to P-elect Joe’s “make ‘merica gr8, once again PAC” making those who were days earlier the the most powerful Gofers' on the planet, now soontobe unemployed traitors - hat in hand waiting for permission to be recognized. For all we know what is being played out is some grand domestic squabble between Zukee and Mrs Zuckee, who has thrown the hammer down on an ego that has trouble understanding boundaries little different than donny getting spanked on his diapered bottom by a ruling class that has trouble conceiving life that is not accompanied by a train of zeroes.


But of course i am joshing ya’, right. “Are we not men, Devo” - battle cry of the artist warrior we all resort to just to listen to Mother Mary singing to us in our times of trouble - “Let it be, let it be.” As long as we as a species envision ourselves as anything more the flecks on the planetary windshield we’ve managed to desecrate with our greed and our hatred, there is no hope. Until we can begin to identify the wondrous gifts each born baby brings into the world and nurture it as though it is Release 1.0 and making that child only more powerful in its ability to contribute to all the babies that follow - we as a species are, excuse the vernacular · FUCKED.


Don’t believe me, look on your terminals and handsets beyond your temporary conceit and pathological need to be "liked" & accepted and think like the organism you are - enough to see why the “stable genius” in diapers could so easily convince so many that hate is the more powerful motivation, there is no moving forward for any of us. The individual and the development and respect accorded that solitary figure in our future is all we have to bank on. The billionaires are failures for the simple reason they know nothing more than taking and have developed very little concept about the importance of placing all others first. That is okay, i am old and will not attempt to convince you otherwise because i believe you are wiser than i and will not allow your best to be taken from you without your having first considered that highest best purpose of what you are and what you and yours can bring to the world. I have faith.  


jts 28/11/2020 

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