Friday, December 28, 2018


Divide and rule, the politician cries; unite and lead, is watchword of the wise. - Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Let him that would move the world first move himself. - Socrates
Boredom is the root of all evil - the despairing refusal to be oneself. - Kierkegaard
Poets utter great and wise things which they do not themselves understand. - Plato

Wednesday, December 26, 2018


The inner poet yearns. These poignant moments, as I say gute nacht to presently important realizations: the last vestige of a relationship, a cherished grandmother, a youthful zest-iture for mortality and responsibility - with still the vigor of an early morning basketball game, and eager world travel in the spring. I heed this spectrum of life events, hopefully with more sleep, its new horizons, the worthiness for a responsible legacy I carry to my death, a shaking intensity in the present, and unforeseen future events. So vibrant does this moment feel, as moon fall precedes a sunrise, I am grateful for the gravity of it. The child clings, youth grasps, wisdom of acceptance breaks forward into adulthood and understanding. The facts remain not to spiritualize but recognize, portraying a universal truth, no different, perhaps in expression - like making use only the beginnings of electricity as it is functionally understood, for responsible and more weighted curiosities, and potentially greater consequences - a feeling; an inner expression.

Thursday, December 20, 2018


The very thought of you makes my heart sing
Like an April breeze on the wings of spring
And you appear in all your splendor
My one and only love

The shadows fall and spread their mystic charms
In the hush of night while you're in my arms
I feel your lips, so warm and tender
My one and only love

The touch of your hand is like heaven
A heaven that I've never known
The blush on your cheek whenever I speak
Tells me that you are my own

You fill my eager heart with such desire
Every kiss you give sets my soul on fire
I give myself in sweet surrender
My one and only love
My one and only love

Songwriters: Guy B. Wood / Robert Mellin

My One and Only Love lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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Monday, December 17, 2018


Definitions - jargon

Conflationists, confabulators, enablers, manipulators, obfuscators; some of these terms are thrown around typically; these are avoidant people, reflecting self assertive predilections upon consequentially reactively avoidant people. Disengage with this behavior, and while patiently assessing their motives, as evidenced through self reflection, with all inherent self bias, reasonably execute collective positivism from statistical data of inter-related behavioral analysis. Sets, subsets and minutae of interacting parts-human, must benefit all parts from within; we are only our greatest strength, exceeding devoidant or negatively influenced human behavior.

As China's social scale slowly awakens a sleeping giant that will shake the world, these definitions and very real world consequences often carry negative psychology. Inflicting no travel bans upon the people. Our attentiveness is referenced by data toward a positive psychology, collective knowing is enlightenment toward proactivity for the species.

Skeptically intuiting motives for good/wanting-to-watch-the-world-burn people risk the consequences of marginalized behavioral patterns that do exist. However, my argument is for positive human related behavioral understandings learned through scientific analysis. For now, how else could we learn about people as being people? Our innermost selves. Reflected back. To ourselves. I'm unconvinced reading the dictionary is unresourceful. I was struck with laughter by the word bilious.

As mankind epochs, thoughtfully including the agriculture, bronze, religion, science, or information age - so through this idea of definitions will humanity flourish toward the next discovery beyond enlightenment, reason, science, optimization, tertiary cognizance, or whatever else may fascinate the imagination of the future to what may come about from our innate-ness.

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Friday, December 14, 2018


Leave someone with the last thing you may say to them. May your last thoughts be good before your lips turn cold.


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