Life is no “brief candle” to me


This is the true joy in life, the being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one; the being thoroughly worn out before you are thrown on the scrap heap; the being a force of Nature instead of a feverish selfish little clod of ailments and grievances complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy.

Life is no “brief candle” to me.

It is a sort of splendid torch which I have got hold of for a moment, and I want to make it burn as brightly as possible before handing it on to future generations.

-George Bernard Shaw

Being a slave is a point of pride


“Take for instance the phrase, corporate slave,” I told him.
“That term slave is really strong. It means something quite clear.  Slavery, real slavery, is were the person is threatened by physical force for not following direction.

The corporate slave is restricted by circumstance, but not restricted by physical force. And the circumstance they are in is economic.  Using the word slave for people who have choices is sort of disrespectful to the slaves we had in America and we have today.”

Resist. Stop the persecution.

These are powerful words. Actually all words are powerful. Which words we choose to describe a situation make a big difference on how we view a situation:

Viva la Resistance

It was the rallying cry of the underground rebellion of the French against the Nazis. The Germans had occupied their country, and were proceeding to round up and kill anyone who wanted to protect their freedom from the Nazi dictatorship.  Nazis who detained people, took their property, and even killed them, sometimes for nothing more than their race or ethnicity.

Today we are progressive. Because we are privileged.

The right to be free to do what you want without harming others is no longer sufficient. Enslaving others is now the charge against you when you don’t help enough.

Meanwhile, many others seek out the white collar of slavery and wear it with pride.  Blue collars, too.  They’ve been victimized by capitalism, or victimized by China, or both.

We are progressive.  We have progressed to some point.

And it’s a point I’m unsure of.

To be unwanted is also to be free


When I retreat, I am alone, not lonely.

But it began as loneliness, in youth, when group popularity was sought after.  It was all about me, getting into the group, being recognized as one of many.

Before maturing, I deserved everyone’s attention. I wasn’t receiving enough. The world had not seen me properly, or clearly: I was not feeling loved.

But after a time, the love was unnecessary and I realize the feeling of liberation that comes with being alone, and that lonely feeling fades away as an inner strength takes over.

I disconnect the lifeline from others, and whatever reality exists out there, I create a reality that, right or wrong, centers on me.

And when your life is your center, that is the most freeing feeling in the world.  This is where you begin to reconnect to the world, from your true, uncompromised, confident self.

Quote credit: Germaine Greer

Fast and easy

Freedom is a bigger cage


From the institution of commerce.

Technology will help us connect.
Connect with a click
Talk via typing, safely distant
Completing our checklist
No time for the face-to-face.
The media feeds us the drama in excess.
24 hrs at attention, distracted from the betting of the bankers
and the 75% dropout rate.
Distracted by the divisive lines of abortion
Distracted by whether you’re using the right words,
or asking the right questions,
and not being offensive.
Distracted by the drama of a lone shooter.
Media gives us the discussions of
the pundits, one after the other.
So there’s no need to discuss:
They think,
So we don’t have to.
Just pick a side
Hold your sign,
and soon that sign and me are one.
Yea, I hear you.
But I’m not listening anymore.
And with our mind filled
the government institute will help with the rest,
if we can’t afford it,
they will get us the money,
just put it on my T-bond tab, or take it from the faceless rich.
We’re not really building a religion.
what ARE we building?
Membership in the congregation,
Or dependence to the corporation?
Faith in the authorities,
the lawmakers, the legislators
Hope in stocks, our future in the hands of bankers
who make us mysterious money.
When what we chose to do,
is no longer based on what we’re paid,
Then We are free.
Instead of institutional policy,
You go by your own policy.
the policy of doing the right thing
regardless of the standard.
No waiting on others.
We don’t need to fear not having,
We don’t need to fear anything.
All we need is what we’ve had all along:

Fearing fear


It’s easy to try for something when you know you can’t fail.

It’s so easy, in fact, that it becomes insignificant. It becomes part of the background, a regular thing, and therefore less appreciated.

Always do something you fear, because when your fear goes away, the reason for living goes away.


Which is better: the masculine or the feminine?

female exec

“If you pay close attention, you will see that the most masculine man has a feminine soul, and the most feminine woman has a masculine soul.”

Masculinity is a trait of strength.  One that leads and solves.

Femininity is a trait of strength.  One that nurtures and creates.

Judging one as better than the other is a lost cause.  Both spirits are necessary.

And a life without either is a life that is devoid of beauty.


“I can’t go on like this,” she said.

Figure melting into a heart shaped shadow

After the initial of shock of being broke up with by text, I was overwhelmed by a feeling of panic at the loss.

Later when we met up again, she said, “I don’t feel anything for you.” She moved her hands helplessly between us: “There’s nothing.”

I didn’t feel the pain from that statement until much later. I didn’t allow myself to feel the pain.  But I needed to feel the pain, to realize that I had given my heart to someone who didn’t return the sentiment.  Then I realized how ignorant and mindlessly hopeful I’d been.  And then I felt the real pain. Not of the loss of someone, but of the shame of not accepting what I’d suspected all along: I cared about someone and they didn’t feel the same.

But pain is necessary.

It protects you when you’re injured, because it makes you stop.  So you can address the problem, and mend it. Whether it’s a broken arm, or a broken heart.

Ignoring your hurt and not admitting the problem is going against the natural course which you need to heal yourself.

The pain is where you get better.

Don’t avoid the pain.

They want to come here. Why?

People power

Thanks to a group of men who thought it would be a good idea to start a nation based on giving the individual more control over his or her life.

Men who had the balls to risk execution for treason against the most powerful nation in the world.

It began conservatively, when not everyone had the same rights, but these men had the wisdom to make their country’s laws amendable.

So our country changed.  We progressed, granting rights for freedom to all:

Freedom to vote, freedom for unrestricted speech, and freedom to own property.  And today, different cultures, races, and ethnic groups flock here to make a living. Because we let people live how they please.

We will pass through this current presidency, as our nation’s machinations between the three branches of government continue to function.

Because despite what we may think, our President is only one person, not the CEO of a company, not a dictator, but a representative, of one branch, who is held accountable for his actions, if not his words.

Gratitude on this July 4th

For our continued freedoms, and our ability to fight for change in a country which was made for people who are empowered by their government to do better, if they want to pursue such happiness.

Why do people come to live in this country?
Because this country still trusts the individual over the institution.

Let’s keep it that way… by voting for leaders who do not favor the corporate institution or the government institution over people.  Leaders who want to empower us, rather than empowering themselves.  Let us be as wise as we expect our leaders to be.

We may not have the wheel to the car, but we have the keys.

Let’s start acting like it.

she was the one who made me stop


Our little group sat under the tree, a tree which luck had granted us directly in front of our camp, its branches carrying a crowd of green up above to shade us. The beaming sun was climbing its way through the morning to its apex, and we sat talking.

Then the words slowed, and her and I found ourselves looking at each other.  I held her glance gently, and we locked in, eyes not wavering.  I felt an immediate energy manifest itself. It simmered in the air, winding up and down, like a surfer effortlessly twisting on a moving wave.

The others’ voices faded away. I saw her long dark hair, her legs, her hips… but I began to see something behind those calm, dark eyes.  Transcending the physical and connecting to what is beyond it. We were showing ourselves honestly, and in that, we had become fearless.  There was power there, and it filled me up. Her eyes refused to leave mine, and we held on to each other like this.

I felt the urge to say something… but I stopped myself.  I stayed with her instead.  I stayed present, because that was where I truly wanted to be, and that was where she needed to be.

Time slowed down and our friends continued on around us, but I had no idea doing what. Did they notice our engagement? Could they feel our energy? Irrelevant, because as we sat there a short distance from each other, it didn’t matter if there were three people around us, or one hundred.  We were having a conspiracy together.

Then she broke it, looking away without a word.  And I was left wanting more, with questions about who she really was.