Unhinged (Cool To Cold)

Unhinged (Cool To Cold)

The experiences of life can leave you unhinged. Not quite connected to anything. Some may call this a coincidence. Appearances and shades of a purpose but just enough random thrown in the mix. Our lives may not all lead up to a grand soup – but we sure can appreciate each role of the spices involved.

A role to play. Which spices will cultivate the most expert flavor? Salt or paprika? Lime or lemon – they’re closely related but distinct enough in the difference of taste. Tomatoes are indeed fruits with a connecting ovary but you still wouldn’t want it in your fruit salad.

The makeup of nonsense is motivated by the drive of the absurd. Patterns are tokens to human existence. If you do this or if you do that. The language of scandalous absurdity excites my forward pen. I can write about anything because I’m willing to explore what’s unhinged.

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The Big But (Discover Naunce)

The Big But (Discover Naunce)

We all hear it more often than not. The BIG BUTT!! It comes in around the corner with a fancy strut. The more someone keeps talking with this and that, there it goes. BUTT!

The negation because there’s obviously something we have not considered. The Butt comes in tight/loose jeans, yoga pants, long or short skirts which allows the wind to come to reveal the negation – you can’t always be mad at that, ain’t nothing to be mad at.

That’s what people pray for sometimes. A different approach which you couldn’t see in the far distance.

We can’t always escape it, in fact escaping it just means you weren’t willing to listen. There’s a lesson hidden in the ‘Also’. Even ‘But’ can bring a fresh perspective. The power of the mind allows a constant refresh.

Our abilities to think for ourselves is a vital element in our evolutionary development. Thinking on our own terms all while also acknowledging the space and opinions of others. Our minds are fascinating discoveries to fantasy and real stuff. How are we able to separate and distinguish the two?

There’s also the blurred middle where things can take a unique form and transcend fantasy and reality.

I like to call this middle ‘The Discovery.’ In it – we’re searching endlessly. From the top or at the bottom. The more you keep searching and driving – the destination becomes less important. The discovery is a loop that changes beats through rhythmic chords.

The middle is seen as discovering why the ‘But’ was brought up in the first place. You can take every moment to learn from the glance of ‘but’ – although at times we can benefit from the silence of mystery.

I was once told solid advice from a colleague: “Consider removing the ‘Butt’ // when it shows up as a big ass negation that stands in the way of everything that precedes it. “But” can be exclusive and isolating “And” is more inclusive and welcoming.

You can’t consider the options when you are far too quick to remove the possibility by affording the impossible by the ‘butt strut’. This is true.

There’s a lot to know which can be discovered by us saying nothing at all. Unpacking nuance is an abrasive but necessary adventure, we must be willing to enter into. There’s a lot that we miss because we forget how much is nuanced. To this point, But can work to our advantage; when we know how to use it.

A Reason Beyond

A Reason Beyond

When you take action against a cause are you doing it because of a reason beyond? That is to say – do we factor in how we judge something based on the intent? We’re not always given insight before we make impulse judgments. (And before you think you don’t – think about how quickly we make them.) There’s very little rhyme or reason as to why people believe what they do. Therefore, we should already have the understanding of the ridiculous from the jump. Surprises don’t have to come so sudden – keep a bit of worry in your pocket at all times.

I remember I would debate with people on how morality arrived in humanity. People like Ravi Zacharias were my heroes because it made perfect sense to me that Morality came from a code. This code had an origin and this origin was from God. I had the *unfounded* belief that people couldn’t just be good. They had to have a REASON!

Ironically, I never did things just to be rewarded by some system that favored my goodness. However, I knew and know a lot of people who think that way. Who think – the only reason why their sane is because of a code they MUST follow. If it wasn’t for the moral code, they’d do what they really want to do. I find this framework somewhat terrifying because codes like plans change. When they change you either adapt or act out against normality.

We don’t always have a reason other than ‘Just Cuz’. This isn’t always sufficient for establishing the ground of our processing ability. For instance, if you’re engulfed in a debate and your argument rests on “cuz I said so’ that’s a fallacy. Now if you say ‘It is what it is’ people get pissed. There isn’t anything really wrong with that statement and I probably say it more often than not. It just is cuz things beyond my reason to understand it make it so. Doesn’t mean that I don’t have anything else to say but I accept things are the way the rock n roll of cause and effect.

Mental Hopscotch can be exhausting when the rules are based on who agrees or who doesn’t. The pressing reason to exist is sometimes enough. Owing autonomy to someone else is really the best you can. This is where respect comes in regardless of your reason. Respecting people in the perception that you consider and have empathy for any human being. Respecting their agency. This should be freely given to everybody. Now asking somebody to submit to your authority or the law – that’s the kind of stuff that is earned.

How can we make a difference in this world if we are so set against each other? At some point we’re gonna have to look each other and face what’s looking back at us. There’s no reason to be afraid. To make rash judgments and be guided by our biases. Some of us ain’t playing this fairly while others. Life is much like driving – you don’t just drive for yourself. They’re other people in the road and some of them didn’t learn the same way or even at all. Despite this, we don’t have to subject to nonsense. There’s a rapid disease spreading currently which exists to dethrone facts.

“In school, rarely do we learn how data become facts, how facts become knowledge and how knowledge becomes wisdom.”
– Neil Degrasse Tyson

Everything always goes back to school. What we learning, what we ain’t. Our whole life gives us a chance to correct backward thinking. No one is safe when knowledge is available to us all. Anyone is capable regardless of where you fit on the spectrum.

There’s a reason beyond that can be found within our memories. Just where we would be without our memories? If memories suddenly vanished from our brains we would repeat the same actions over and over again. You learn based on what has happened and you make the decision to act better to avoid whatever may come against you.

What I’m saying ain’t really new from before..*Back to your regularly scheduled program.*

Yep, we all got programs and we turn off the ones our wires don’t respond to. It’s all connected and at the same time, it ain’t. It means whatever you want it to mean. Which is a lot or a little or simply nothing at all.

Fran-Spective on Sleep

She’s Awesome, Witty, and just overall Cool


I totally get this. I even dream of sleeping. I look forwards not being plugged into the constant. The always happening N.E.W.S. which is always reminding me of some new way to be terrorized. Sleep is necessary but we fight to avoid it because of the business of the everyday waking life. But, like Fran – the invariable of being awake is enough to avoid as much as possible. I get a lot of work done in my dreams. I understand what’s happening and how the past happened by listening to my dreams. So now // zzzz’s lead to A.

Oh btw, I love Fran Lebowitz. I’ve been reading her essays and watching her interviews and I’m constantly learning. Another quote to leave with:

“Think before you speak. Read before you think. This will give you something to think about that you didn’t make up yourself.” 

A Sound Proof Destiny

A Sound Proof Destiny

Sometimes life is filled with unpredictable sentences which leave you dumbfounded. No matter how much you read into what is before you, it doesn’t seem to process. The connections make a draw and you’re left with thoughts about things you never knew could be conceived.

Ever talk to someone and then suddenly you got lost because they went on and on about something you never quite – caught up to?

When they just seemed to go on tangents about issues you never knew were issues until they classified them as such?

Ever been caught off guard completely by life and how one reasons with reality?

Ever just burst into laughter because you crossed something in your mind, trapped in some distant part of your imagination – which then created joy and made you laugh?

You can even climb trees in the winter time right after the snow falls.

What you just saw happened (in your mind) can happen and that’s just life answering back at you.

It’s Sound. It comes as proof of some kind of destiny.

Or maybe it just doesn’t make sense?

You can climb a tree at home while not having to go out in the cold after it snows 😀

Take A Listen…

Cosmic Dance

Cosmic Dance

Death // while you may be following me with your creepy gaze, I am alive in the galaxies around me. Here’s to breathing life for everything that exists in the cosmos! ✨🍷

This year has been filled with transitions. I don’t ever use the word DEATH in a literal sense because I’ve always seen death to be a transcendence of some kind.

It’s the end in a sense but the beginning of another. Sudden whip of transcendence can come as a surprise because it’s seen to be a thief of time. It comes as no surprise that things are sort of written but who knows if the pen is random or by choice?

I’ve come to understand there is nothing to be known about the shit I don’t know. So, I’m not gonna pretend to be informed when I didn’t read the manual.

You got to check yourself before you assume that you absolutely, without a shadow of a doubt, know why things are the way they are.

Cuz XYZ might be the last 3 of 26 // but ABC is the first 3 of 26. 😁

Ask yourself questions about the universe but don’t be surprised when it gives you answers back. All of it comes right back to you. Even the stuff you dismissed because you couldn’t see that far yet.
Maybe you were further away from the light, so you saw dimly. There’s space in between to get lost in the depth of knowledge.

Sometimes a lot of reality seems unbelievable, but it’s not.

Life is historic.

The more you study people and the world around them, they are ever so fascinating and undeniably predictable. Life draws parallels with our dreams. Dreams then live on to reflect an understanding of possibility.

There’s This, That, There, or over by the corner but on the same street.

Black holes, White Matter, and gray choices.

And another thing: God is whatever you define God to be. Like a perspective. Approach. Idea. Dream. Void. Galaxy. Past. Nothing or Everything. A reaction or a cause? However, you spell it out – if you do any spelling at all.

Everything is fully aligned like the planets around the sun. They are also in orbit – so there’s a slow dance going on.

Death plays a part in it.

Some may consider it divine. Cosmic. Revelation.

Time is yours to define. It’s just you in the middle of a bunch of people dancing.

Some people are Uniformed while others are Deranged but in the middle there’s you.

Sitting in the middle of the party – wanting to dance like crazy or just chilling with a drink in your hand.

Pale Blue Dot

Pale Blue Dot

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“Look again at that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every “superstar,” every “supreme leader,” every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there–on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.
The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot.

Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds.

Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.

The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.

It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we’ve ever known.”

— Carl Sagan, Pale Blue Dot, 1994

&SoWhileWeAreHere….Let’s create memories. Let’s infinitely go where our dreams lead us. Never mind if we run out of gas. We can walk the way afterward. Better yet, let’s run until we can no longer. When our energy expires we can drink from the pool of the earth. We’re here now, we can explore the higher mountains and deepest seas!

The Dance of Perspective

The Dance of Perspective

The dance of perspective is one we each should qualify in our daily lives. When you think about the vast universe, and the multitude of stars in the solar system you can count down – the enormity from least to the greatest. The Macro and Micro. If you’re living a life according to a limited spectrum, you won’t see the vastness of the macro reality. We can often be arrested and when I say arrested, I mean completely cuffed by our own ideas. Take a moment to look in the mirror, and then look at somebody else. You won’t see the same person that’s in your reflection.

Dancing in perspective can be quite intimating at times. It’s like dancing in a public. Not everyone is willing to do it because they are afraid of who might look at them. What might they say? The fear of prying eyes can cage freedom and execution. Unless you are wearing a mask. Disguise is a clever way to get to the point without having to face the reality. Reality is a complex force in and of itself because well…What is it anyway? (Start by asking questions and also watching The Matrix Trilogy. :D)

Our senses help build reality. If you listen close enough you are better equipped at answering the next question. Reality deals with what is real, what can be determined by a series of tests. These tests can often influence our emotions, but emotions are not always corresponding to the truth of the music at the party. Yet everything is really dancing in some way of another. Rhythm seeks to invite our feet and hips to move accordingly. If you ain’t dancing it doesn’t mean the music isn’t playing – it just may mean your vibes require more bottom and funk. Nonetheless, the dance keeps going and you can either join in the music at the time or tune into your own stereo.

I made a video called ‘Perspective is The Truest Hero’ which explains the importance of perspective and how it comes out as heroic every time. It’s really all how you look at it.

Check out the video if you wish!

On another note, I invite engagement. I enjoy seeing what my perspective is able to find through the power of conversation. Characters in The Wind is centered on the Kaleidoscopic Vortex of perspective. The variations and spectrums are wide and colorful because we each are given unique experiences and these experiences are what gives us perspective. It’s not just our experiences but lessons that have been taught by others as well, which can enable a sense of knowledge. We all have access to this knowledge, the key to reaching it is by listening and corresponding to the music or the musician.

Hello!

I have come to say hi – to invite you to a place of welcome.

Exactly – I’m your greeting and I’ve come to eat with you to establish a relationship.

I don’t ask you anything but to lavish into you a divine introduction.

My first and last is to benefit and approve of your presence.

There have been times you haven’t grasped onto my embrace.

I rather awkwardly lurk by your doorstep than to knock because you never seem to welcome me.

I, however, welcome you, with a sincere jubilation.

That’s right – I’m sure nuff the affirmation of your most distant desire.

I am excited to see you and my feet rave to the melody of your song.

My desire is to reacquaint with the question of your reactions.

I am hello and I have never known of a goodbye. My first and last is never low; so high!

Orchestrated Intentions

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Life has a funny way of demonstrating its intentions. The one behind the veil really is the one who orchestrates the story.

I’ve realized the reason to ponder mentions of sovereignty. When one reins the innermost areas of your mind; their scent is what causes a passion for their setting. Avoiding the palace of present stories establishes the realities of desires which may embrace your heart. No one quite understands the full complexity of love as it flows through the medium of simple conversation. When one talks to a persuasion which causes them to question love or the very form of it, they are contaminated with mystery and desire. In the brilliance of silence, one manages to rest in the thought of what causes action. I’ve begun to cling to a surreal identity that has a name and a memory. Traveling into the timeless palaces, bring forth a feeling of an enterprise.

I remember when I said this 6/22/10:”I feel very honored to realize what beauty is to me. It’s more than just a wow factor. More than an inclination of passion, beauty has performed before the eyes of mystery, only to reveal its revelation! It’s paradise found! There is a city I travel to every day and moment of the very second! I will call it the city of X/ X-Factor for now. In this city, the measure of the equation already gives definition to reality. I can expound on it all day! I’m very much honored to have this now! I owe it all to the X Factor!”

The ‘X’ factor can often be a variable which suggests mystery but when one discovers the formula, the equation is not even bothersome. It is in this confession of intention, where I belong under the order of orchestration. When one thinks about the mindless cycles of talented tendencies; they begin to look forward to the sounds of joy and pain. In this effect, giving birth remains and shadows a supernatural experience.

Looking into the rainbows of the sky one can see color has carried on the bedspread of the clouds. The ultra-violet lights of the sun have made visible bright expectations. It’s a scenario where the stars, moon, and sun belong to me. In the nucleus of my own galaxies, I have already become distant to earthly forces. I will make known an invisible promise to my own self. Silence brings sleeping memories and encourages informative desires. What is now will always be; for I have learned the motion of company. I feel pretty close to my will now, and my representation of meaning means realistic.

Summarized Notion Of Thought:  The symphonies of deliberate innuendos gives the music a melody that is hidden in the rhythmic harmony. Think about it like this; the deeper our understanding for the degrees of light makes us apprehensive to look into the eyes of the light. I know now, our capacities to arise on the landscape of what is real depends on our focus.