"It is not that we lie to ourselves, but rather - the self is the lie we truth to."

-- a soulmate

a traveling beehive

they fill the niches as if

you were a cup in

-

the ocean

-

.

just what world is

this,

that even over 6 billion

people

can't see,

where common sense

is the least common

thing here

?

what is this

world

that even in

the silence

of

death,

no voice can be

heard?

to treat what is minoritarian as though it were majoritarian is, besides unfitting, both actually condescending and counter-progressive. it lies, and through lying feigns absolute equality, which is really homeomorphic deception. that is, it assumes -- and propagandizes the assumption -- that there is no significant difference between the former and latter, thus the former need only accept the (false) given -- that is, 'shared' -- conditions of their relations with the latter.

it's the path of least resistance for neocolonialist agenda. there must be friction if there is to be change in favor of anyone or anything beyond these in power. and there must, at key times, be acceptance of this friction, by those who feel the heat of it.

The reason hope prevails at all costs, when
it does, is that

it accompanies the most reason

able sense of how the world should progress,

provided your key ass

ump

tion is that the most import

ant and overriding comp

on

ents

of the uni

verse are harm

ony, peace, integrity

, happi

ness and love

.

But the world most of

ten see

ms to defy the un

iverse of these

-- or perhap

s

everyone's sense of what these things are

con

tra

dicts their family's, neigh

bors', fri

end

s' and lovers'.

Per

haps the dream of one m

an or woma

n trying to see -- or share -- a bigger picture of how these things

work is a lost

cause. But then, there's hope for that too, isn

't there.

.

.

.

.

sometimes i wish
that the night
could last for days

Holes,
every where,
holes in
people.

Everything we do is an attempt to
fill
the
-m.
Voids are vacuous -- left unattended,
they are wounds, or virgins. Harmful or unfulfilled.

Love is hole-filling.
Sincerity is depth, and
happiness is success.
Despair is
cavity.

'She took something from me -- a part of me is gone that I'll never have again.'

There is no p-
ure blood; there is no being wit-
hout tran
s
plantation.
That is becoming.
That is human living.

i'm not calling it a mass conspiracy -- i think we're neither sophisticated nor coordinated enough to perform something like that on a world-wide scale. but it is
something
-- something right in front of us, while hiding in and among everything, everyone. it's surely more like a grand, massive misperception, due to no one's direct intent but to a universal condition as to who and what we are

.

God. The deepest, most intimately
obscure parts of me, of everyone,
that penetrate into this conscious world,

peeks in, as though
through slitted paper,
between and throughout
the mediating delays of
apperception and experience.


Love. The becoming-God.
As gods ourselves, we incline
to unify while retaining our
plurality, our independence.
It is impossible, but this
is what we do,

liberating ourselves
by adding restrictions.

We know ourselves by
auto-perception, relying on
the eyes, ears, tongues,
bodies

of neighbors, parents,
lovers, friends, children,
teachers, colleagues,
others.

We feel ourselves, show
love for ourselves, by auto-
stimulation, the fingers,
lips, tongue, arms, words,
praises, skin, embraces,
collisions,

of those whose
perceptions we prefer.
It is automatic

even to where it is identical
to loving them.

Otherwise, there'd
be no purpose
in it.

Fear. The denial, rejection
of these things

because some-
times, they only
bring

pain.

An introduction to existentialism

Is this the limit to Being? Is all I have to do is put on a happier tune and dance around like an idiot, have a good meal, and walk out that door to fool everyone that all is alright, that I somehow know what I'm doing? Do I just need a girlfriend? Do I just need a friend? Do I just need a new journal? Do I just need more sex? Do I just need more exercise? Do I just need to be more diligent? Do I just need faith? Do I just need enlightenment? Do I just need to love someone? Do I just need to love myself? Do I just need to keep fighting? Do I just need to relax? Do I just need religion? Do I just need philosophy? Do I just need to appreciate 'the little things in life'? Do I just need to 'remember the big picture'? Do I just need something? Do I need nothing? Is that all?

Logic can tell us
how to think
and express ourselves
clearly,

but

it can tell us absolutely
nothing
whatsoever
about either the way the world is
or the way it should be.

No
worldview
follows
from
intelligibility.

Intelligibility
and its formalization
as funda-
mental rules
of logic

can only help us articulate a particular worldview
-- a worldview that may or may not be accurate.
Logic
requires
only
that
we,
not reality,
make sense.

-- Thomas Kasulis,
Intimacy or Integrity

Individual organisms do not branch;
only populations do
-- and the causes of a population's branching
can rarely be reduced
to the adaptive improvement
of its individuals.

-- Stephen Jay Gould
(concerning punctuated equilibrium),
"Darwinian Fundamentalism", 1.12.97

we are humans

we live

we create

and

and

we die

we destroy

we are gods.

"It seems the more detailed and rich the analysis,
the more impossible a true comparison becomes."

-- Thomas Kasulis, Intimacy or Integrity

"You cannot get it
by doing something about it
;
you cannot get it
by doing nothing about it.
...
Wherever you look for it,
it runs away
;
and if you try to deceive the devil
by pretending to yourself that
you are not looking for it,
you certainly
won't deceive
the Tao."

-- Alan Watts, Talking Zen

"Those who claim
to lead the masses
must resolutely refuse
to be led
by
them,
if we want to avoid
mob law
and desire ordered progress
for the country.
I believe
that mere protestation
of one's opinion
is
not only not enough,
but
in matters of vital importance,
leaders
must
act
contrary to the mass of opinion
if it does not commend itself
to their reason."

-- Gandhi, Young Indian 2.23.22

There is no benefit
to avoiding mistakes.
On the contrary,
there is
an art
to making them,
as the only real form
of honest
learning.
The discipline of it
is in
listening closely to one's heart
and reason,
one's
bodymind,
to avoid making
the wrong mistakes.