Nature's Inventions

The face of spring has come.  With it comes renewal, renewal of hope, renewal of survival, renewal of promise that all things can be beautiful in their own way. 

Human subtlety will never devise an invention more beautiful, more simple or more direct than does nature because in her inventions nothing is lacking, and nothing is superfluous.
Leonardo da Vinci

The subtlety of nature, the precision of development simply amazes me everyday.  When I look outside to see beauty of nature, beauty of survival, makes me believe that I am capable.  There is purpose, there is meaning and therefore my own existence is not lacking. 


These are Nature's inventions.

These are my inventions.  They are sublime, they are meaningful, they lack nothing.  This trio allows my life to have meaning.  Nature allowed my body to grow three perfect, little beings.  I look into their faces, I see hope, I see what happiness is supposed to be, I am blinded by unconditional love.  For them I am grateful. 

Better keep yourself clean and bright; you are the window through which you must see the world.

George Bernard Shaw

They are my windows to which I can see the world where as an adult can lose sight of what is really the truth.  Their windows are illuminating, optimistic, and lovely.  From them I take a page of insight and remember that life will be ok. 

And this piece of Nature's inventions, the jury is still out. 

Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer.
~ William S. Burroughs

This Face

This face.  This face is my morning, this face is my midday, this face is my evening.  This face is my moon and stars, this face is the sun of my life.  This face will be nine soon.  Everything with this face is growing, loving, learning, sharing, caring and a complete maniac.  This face questions everything, this face scrutinizes each and every word you say, this face says "There is no try, only do".  This face warns me of the coming storm in a few years when this face will tell my face that I know nothing and I couldn't possibly understand.  This face will want to call boys, this face will giggle with girlfriends, this face will want to borrow the car.  This face will want to go to proms, this face hopefully will go to college, this face will succeed.

This face, well this face is everything I will ever need. 


Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer.
~ William S. Burroughs

Assuming

Assumption: A. an assuming that something is true
B : a fact or statement (as a proposition, axiom, postulate, or notion) taken for granted

The written word usually doesn't have a profound effect on people unless there is some emotional connection and/or sometimes guilt associated with a particular topic.  This also happens when ignorance of a situation is in play.  Not having all the facts, not really reading but driving from a completely emotional reaction.  The reaction doesn't come from nowhere.  If one believes that, then they are a fool.
 
My words are my own, I take responsibility for all of them.  My blog is my own, what I write about is what is going on in my life in a multidimensional forum.  Not one post is ever one dimension, there is always some reference in regard to the myriad of things I deal with, and the myriad of people I deal with on a day to day basis.

If ever a person whom reads my entries and assumes it is all about them, that is pretty egocentric and profoundly vain.  I don't air specific "dirty laundry", if I am, me, my emotions, I will generally write about the broad gross emotion.  If you don't believe me, go through the rest of my posts and see, unless there is something happy to report, I don't vilify.

If you have contention, don't lurk, ask me.  Otherwise find another place to read, your loss, not mine.  If the assumption is made about my topic, the old adage is it makes an ass out of you.  I know I can look in the mirror each day after I write a post. 



Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer.
~ William S. Burroughs

WTF

Really, someone explain it to me already.  I haven't got a single frickin' clue. What is the deal with you guys? And YEAH I do mean GUYS! 

You walk around smelling nice, looking good in dress slacks or a pair of jeans.  You flash a smile, do some manly instinctual gesture that makes the female of the species sort of tingle.  It's the hunt isn't it? Come on, you can let me in on the secret.

I have been reading you know.  The pheromone thing is still working for you right?  I know I am a victim to the sensual, sneaky, primal man smell you waft in my general direction.  It is completely unconscious on my part.  I am drawn in before the evolved part of my brain has snapped me into reason.  OH MOTHER NATURE AND DARWIN! DAMN THEE! DAMN THEE!

If I could have a conversation with Richard Dawkins and his Selfish Gene I would tell him where to stick it.  But then again, he is a man and probably enjoy the fantasy.  He probably smelled nice too.

"There is a power-struggle between genes and their host. In fact, the claim is that there isn't much of a struggle because the genes usually win without a fight. Only if the organism becomes intelligent enough to understand its own interests, as distinct from those of its genes, can there be true conflict." R. Dawkins, 1976

Is that it? Am I having a conflict with my genes? My DNA is winning over my primal brain and its functions have made me mad?  My authentic self is completely gone when you are around.  Could this be the end of, well, Me?

No, no I must put up a fight.  Damn the mitochondrial DNA, damn the releaser pheromones, I.....MUST.......FIGHT! 



Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer.
~ William S. Burroughs

Surly

If anyone is looking for a fight today, then throw your fricking chips in the ring, take your chances and bring it on! I guarantee the only person who will lose will not be me. 

I'm done.  I'm done with accommodations, I am done with trying to help, I am done with trying to meet others expectations of what they think I should be doing.  I am done.  I take a lot garbage from people, more often than not my feelings get hurt and they have no idea.  Nor do they asked.  I do a lot for people when I can, I will rearrange my plans, I don't ask for hardly anything in return.  In fact I feel bad if I have to ask for a favor. I am done.

I don't feel happy today.  I don't feel lucky today.  I am tired of being rolled over for another and better gig.  I am done with others feeling comfortable I am going to be alright when they throw a monkey wrench in where they directly affect my life.  I am done. 

I am finished with being taken advantaged, I will no longer be so available, forgiving, or pliable for other people's lives.

Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer.
~ William S. Burroughs

Happy Happy Happy Happy

How many "happy"s can I fit into one line? Not enough because I just that damn HAPPY! I am 'bout ready to do the Ren and Stimpy dance.  Man oh man I didn't know it could be just this good.  When I come out of this cloud I will explain but for now know that I am HAPPY!

Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer.
~ William S. Burroughs

Swing it boys!

Close your eyes, clear your mind and feel.  When was the last time you actually allowed yourself to feel? Anything.  Feeling is risky, feeling is scary, feeling is human.  Why is that in this current day and age do we do so much to remove the feeling from our lives?  Anger is feeling, sadness is feeling, uncertainty is feeling, love is feeling, lust is feeling, why when these aspects of what makes the world go round do we shut these feelings down?  Ok, so yes there is a bit of hard science mixed in with why the world goes round, damn Galileo, Kepler and all the other hooligans whom have rocked the collective consciousness.  I suppose now you're going to tell me there were dinosaurs?!

The reason I bring this up is that I sitting at the computer doing a number of mindless tasks and have some music floating out of my speakers.  There was a brief moment, oh so brief where I was lost in the feeling of the music.  The music, the voice, everything just permeated through my body.  It took my breath away. 

When I came out of the state, I thought to myself, damn that was cool.  I want more of that please! 

I think I understand why feeling is reserved.  You are vulnerable. Vulnerability allows the unexpected to enter your life.  Instinctively we want to protect ourselves.  So the project for today is to feel.  Allow yourself to feel even if it is a moment.  Go on, you can do it.  Let me know what your experience was like.
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer.
~ William S. Burroughs