Saturday, May 25, 2013
Friday, May 24, 2013
Sunday, May 19, 2013
Someone posed this question to me: "Aren't we just pretending nothing's wrong with the world?"
"Oh inverted world." -James Mercer. How long must we pretend nothing's wrong? You've popularized too far. Youve used your radios. You've used your televisions, your Internet, your satellite, your dish, your cables, and then from the inside out like a snake coming out if its skin, your using everything. And now, youve even got more "friends" than your counterpart. You got the attention. You got the vote. You got the winning smile. You got that "Mr. Personality"charm! Youve even got good hearted people. You got some fanatics, salesmen, and you got government and laws. But you also got some religions too. Of course you do, salesmen you. Oh, extroverted world! "Vanity of vanities, all is vanity." Ecc. 1.
When will we again accept and remember that we did not create ourselves? That we were created inside our mother by our mother and father. Just as they were created by their mother and father.And so on and so behind us into humankind. And we cannot physically manifest as we please. God is God. We are we. We are made by He. If you wanna know the way to go, to be fulfilled, and know its it, it's in the Holy Spirit. That appeared on this day, as the apex of new days throughout time. The Pentecost. The Holy Spirit descended upon the earth, and breathed on His disciples as to give them the spirit in human senses which is the beginning of the Spirit of Christ. Jesus had died. His followers were keeping strong as best they could. Then he appeared to them telling them to touch his wounds. Thats when he breathed on them. They were filled with strength and joy, laughter and tears! It says that people who saw the apostles after Jesus appeared to them,thought they were drunk all the time. And Peter said, "how could we be drunk, it's only nine in the morning?"
Peter was being frank, he wasn't making a joke. They were so fulfilled by the Holy Spirit with a hearty joy and strength. And a new vitality to spread the Gospel and to keep the faith. God is real. God is a living God, like the grape vine always ripe offering itself to us. Seeking our love with an unending sweet patience. God is living by the way of the Holy Spirit, which is, Jesus Christ. I wish that every person in this world, introvert or extrovert, would seek the Holy Spirit, and find the strength, excitement, and awaking of Christ upon them, and know.
When will we again accept and remember that we did not create ourselves? That we were created inside our mother by our mother and father. Just as they were created by their mother and father.And so on and so behind us into humankind. And we cannot physically manifest as we please. God is God. We are we. We are made by He. If you wanna know the way to go, to be fulfilled, and know its it, it's in the Holy Spirit. That appeared on this day, as the apex of new days throughout time. The Pentecost. The Holy Spirit descended upon the earth, and breathed on His disciples as to give them the spirit in human senses which is the beginning of the Spirit of Christ. Jesus had died. His followers were keeping strong as best they could. Then he appeared to them telling them to touch his wounds. Thats when he breathed on them. They were filled with strength and joy, laughter and tears! It says that people who saw the apostles after Jesus appeared to them,thought they were drunk all the time. And Peter said, "how could we be drunk, it's only nine in the morning?"
Peter was being frank, he wasn't making a joke. They were so fulfilled by the Holy Spirit with a hearty joy and strength. And a new vitality to spread the Gospel and to keep the faith. God is real. God is a living God, like the grape vine always ripe offering itself to us. Seeking our love with an unending sweet patience. God is living by the way of the Holy Spirit, which is, Jesus Christ. I wish that every person in this world, introvert or extrovert, would seek the Holy Spirit, and find the strength, excitement, and awaking of Christ upon them, and know.
Here or Where.
I'm going use some words said to me by some people making small talk. In a diverse melting pot you'll always hear a variety of opinions about the city you're in. Sitting outside a cafe last week two well suited older gentlemen were walking past as the sun was shining through the blue sky saying, "Seattle is the best place in the world (when the sun is shining.)" the other guy, looking new in town, looked up and around and said, "yeah, I bet."
There's a darkside that makes up what I can gather as about fifty percent of the population that won't ever give an opinion about the city. Yet, most of these folks don't enjoy going outside on average, nor do they enjoy the sun. They spend most of their time in the dark; inside the home, in clubs, bars, or in low or artificial light. My opinion is that it seems to be a direct rejection of the sun's light.
Some people in a transient town are just searching for something they may very well find, and others will not. One girl the other night told me, "I hate this place, I'm leaving." She has been here since last September. As I swiveled around my stool to listen, she said, "everyone gives you the cold shoulder. I'm going to New Orleans."
"Know anyone there?" I asked.
"nope," she shook her head and smirked.
"well its the sweet south, that's something different" I offered. I waved goodbye and wished her good luck.
"This place is so clicky." another person said to me once.
"Its hard to make friends the older you get." another northwest resident admitted.
"It's easy to succeed here." said one woman to me in a random chance meeting.
Perspective! It's all perspective and circumstance that make up opinions.
The girl who had the positive perspective turned out to be the nicest, most genuine person I've met in Seattle.
There's a darkside that makes up what I can gather as about fifty percent of the population that won't ever give an opinion about the city. Yet, most of these folks don't enjoy going outside on average, nor do they enjoy the sun. They spend most of their time in the dark; inside the home, in clubs, bars, or in low or artificial light. My opinion is that it seems to be a direct rejection of the sun's light.
Some people in a transient town are just searching for something they may very well find, and others will not. One girl the other night told me, "I hate this place, I'm leaving." She has been here since last September. As I swiveled around my stool to listen, she said, "everyone gives you the cold shoulder. I'm going to New Orleans."
"Know anyone there?" I asked.
"nope," she shook her head and smirked.
"well its the sweet south, that's something different" I offered. I waved goodbye and wished her good luck.
"This place is so clicky." another person said to me once.
"Its hard to make friends the older you get." another northwest resident admitted.
"It's easy to succeed here." said one woman to me in a random chance meeting.
Perspective! It's all perspective and circumstance that make up opinions.
The girl who had the positive perspective turned out to be the nicest, most genuine person I've met in Seattle.
Thursday, May 16, 2013
Song: Precious Angel
This song is always on my heart. Brings me up. Fills me with joy, strength, and hope.
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
This morning as the suns coming up, my cup o coffee finds itself leaning over the edge of the Edmonds ferry. The sound is calm. Sea lions playfully popping up their heads from the deep for a breath of clean cool air. They're saying hello to me. Looking at me straight in the eyes so innocent almost as if they know what I need. I wave out to their familiar charm, "good morning Lenerd!"
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Therefore what must be done today is a visual, animated collage of life through my eyes.
I will begin to begin.
A cup of vivace, a vegan blueberry scone, a man wheeling his walker down the middle of the street, a girl jumping the white lines of the cross walk on one leg while the other is bound up in a cast, a junkie buying dog food, construction foreman driving a $115K Mercedes to the jobsite, coffee drinkers soaking the sunlight being sure not to show too much affection for it, people from Alaska, Arizona, Army, Navy, Air Force, Coast Guard, 8am shopping girls, 2 man lovers hiding in the brush kissing in secret, Julia's on Broadway, a beautiful huge head of African hair bouncing down the block, jet planes blasting through the rain clouds, photographers shooting lamp posts, well-dressed buskers doing magic, hundreds of backpacks, a pile of free couches, one man already passed went home changed clothes and walked past the other direction, some leaves blowin in the wind, people blowing smoke, dogs on chains, preschoolers on leashes, multi-colored facial expressions, a Japanese musician playing that dreamy instrument I can't remember the name of, young singles courting during lunch dates, new David Byrne songs, melting snow, mountain caps of sunlight, woman on a cigarette break leaning one leg against a street lamp, a crumpet shop, the falafel king, tourists of all shapes, sizes, colors and smells, sunlight! on the east side of the street, maps of all kinds, the green tortoise, a van full of old crippled men being unloaded at the Showgirls club, skinny cyclists, flower venders, fruit venders, new summer hats, fresh newspapers, sellers, talkers so high it makes you nervous just thinking about their come down, the smells of salty ocean water, coffe grounds, pandoori spice, onions, garlic, marajuana, cumin, curry, gasoline and oil, fresh fish on ice, flowers in bloom, diesel engines, roasting nuts, clouds and sun. Yes, clouds have a scent, and the smell of the sun is like jasmin and white wine.
The green grass is growing tall in the Spring, cool and a little damp on your back and the sun is warm and hot on your skin, couple a Life O Reilly's taking the afternoon in the meadow grass laying on their bellies and backs, the sun is glowing on people, the mood is high, bright, hopeful, light, streets are busy all day, music is somewhere in everything, boats on stilts, houses balancing on tree limbs overlooking 300 ft deep gorges, water taxis, 400ft steal boats carrying 500 tons of cars floating over the ocean surface in the middle of the night.
I will begin to begin.
A cup of vivace, a vegan blueberry scone, a man wheeling his walker down the middle of the street, a girl jumping the white lines of the cross walk on one leg while the other is bound up in a cast, a junkie buying dog food, construction foreman driving a $115K Mercedes to the jobsite, coffee drinkers soaking the sunlight being sure not to show too much affection for it, people from Alaska, Arizona, Army, Navy, Air Force, Coast Guard, 8am shopping girls, 2 man lovers hiding in the brush kissing in secret, Julia's on Broadway, a beautiful huge head of African hair bouncing down the block, jet planes blasting through the rain clouds, photographers shooting lamp posts, well-dressed buskers doing magic, hundreds of backpacks, a pile of free couches, one man already passed went home changed clothes and walked past the other direction, some leaves blowin in the wind, people blowing smoke, dogs on chains, preschoolers on leashes, multi-colored facial expressions, a Japanese musician playing that dreamy instrument I can't remember the name of, young singles courting during lunch dates, new David Byrne songs, melting snow, mountain caps of sunlight, woman on a cigarette break leaning one leg against a street lamp, a crumpet shop, the falafel king, tourists of all shapes, sizes, colors and smells, sunlight! on the east side of the street, maps of all kinds, the green tortoise, a van full of old crippled men being unloaded at the Showgirls club, skinny cyclists, flower venders, fruit venders, new summer hats, fresh newspapers, sellers, talkers so high it makes you nervous just thinking about their come down, the smells of salty ocean water, coffe grounds, pandoori spice, onions, garlic, marajuana, cumin, curry, gasoline and oil, fresh fish on ice, flowers in bloom, diesel engines, roasting nuts, clouds and sun. Yes, clouds have a scent, and the smell of the sun is like jasmin and white wine.
The green grass is growing tall in the Spring, cool and a little damp on your back and the sun is warm and hot on your skin, couple a Life O Reilly's taking the afternoon in the meadow grass laying on their bellies and backs, the sun is glowing on people, the mood is high, bright, hopeful, light, streets are busy all day, music is somewhere in everything, boats on stilts, houses balancing on tree limbs overlooking 300 ft deep gorges, water taxis, 400ft steal boats carrying 500 tons of cars floating over the ocean surface in the middle of the night.
Thursday, May 09, 2013
The Monkey and Monkeyman
A friendly ol' monkey jumped in my pants n' said,
"there ain't much room in here but I'll teach you how to dance!"
I wiggled and I hopped and I bounced and I flopped
"now you know!" said the monkey as he talked,
then he pointed with his finger to the sun n' said,
"run, man, run!"
Wednesday, May 08, 2013
Sunday, May 05, 2013
Friends are friends forever.
This song came springing from some long forgotten time in my youth.
While today, it may seem a little cheesy, it still rings true. To me.
While today, it may seem a little cheesy, it still rings true. To me.
Saturday, May 04, 2013
Confessional
Hello, my name is ____ and I have a mental disorder. I don't know what it's called clinically, but it could be compared to schizophrenia or bi-polar symptoms. No, I have not been diagnosed by a psychiatrist or a doctor. But by the loved ones who know me better than they do. And by my own self evaluation in truth. I'm not ashamed of it now, because I'm getting a handle on how to manage it, and do better, rather than worse most days. This "disorder", or "feeling" begins in my mind and circulates throughout my body, even causing physical pain and discomfort. It travels out of my mouth, then back into my head and through my muscles. These symptoms create a "fear" that is usually debilitating to the mind and body. The reason it must be a "disorder", is because one moment its as if everything is normal, even keeled, and steady. And then without warning or recognition it rips out of me emotions and hurt and emptiness as if I've never healed from any wounds I've received. And I go burning inside against these feelings and the wonder why they exist is crushing in itself.
But the truth is, that I HAVE been healed of all my wounds throughout the course of my life. I AM healed, everyday. And that I am a completely and highly functioning human being. I have achieved great feats in my life and traveled a million miles around the world to learn that I have to watch my every step. Sitting at the table and sharing a meal with families and friends of many cultures. And learning about myself and humanity through these experiences. I have created literature, songs, poems, melodies, photographs, visual art, living structures, and yes, I have created love, happiness, joy, care for others, an ear for others problems, and compassion for the well being of others. I have created all that and more throughout my life, and have never ceased in doing so.
I am someone who's passion is for love on earth. But fights against the opposition to love and the rejection of love, within myself. The fighting within myself has been my weakness. It has been just as strong as me, and I am very physically strong, but the weakness is also very strong. And as I have said it can and has beat me sometimes in the battle.
There are many answers. There are many cures. But the question for me is, can I manage the practice of managing my own psyche everyday?
It's tough. It isn't easy. It's a struggle. I need the help of loved ones sometimes. I need the right order of business surrounding me. I too, need the ear of a friend, the compassion of a lover, the company of good friends. Like we all do sonetimes. I need to do something with my hands. I need to continue to train my brain. I need to love this traveling man. I need to keep my eyes on the prize. And keep my head from the shadows. And remember to remember. God in all things. And thankfulness and forgiveness to my loved ones and friends.
It ain't easy dadgumitt! But the true me is worth it.
But the truth is, that I HAVE been healed of all my wounds throughout the course of my life. I AM healed, everyday. And that I am a completely and highly functioning human being. I have achieved great feats in my life and traveled a million miles around the world to learn that I have to watch my every step. Sitting at the table and sharing a meal with families and friends of many cultures. And learning about myself and humanity through these experiences. I have created literature, songs, poems, melodies, photographs, visual art, living structures, and yes, I have created love, happiness, joy, care for others, an ear for others problems, and compassion for the well being of others. I have created all that and more throughout my life, and have never ceased in doing so.
I am someone who's passion is for love on earth. But fights against the opposition to love and the rejection of love, within myself. The fighting within myself has been my weakness. It has been just as strong as me, and I am very physically strong, but the weakness is also very strong. And as I have said it can and has beat me sometimes in the battle.
There are many answers. There are many cures. But the question for me is, can I manage the practice of managing my own psyche everyday?
It's tough. It isn't easy. It's a struggle. I need the help of loved ones sometimes. I need the right order of business surrounding me. I too, need the ear of a friend, the compassion of a lover, the company of good friends. Like we all do sonetimes. I need to do something with my hands. I need to continue to train my brain. I need to love this traveling man. I need to keep my eyes on the prize. And keep my head from the shadows. And remember to remember. God in all things. And thankfulness and forgiveness to my loved ones and friends.
It ain't easy dadgumitt! But the true me is worth it.
Friday, May 03, 2013
Thursday, May 02, 2013
Wednesday, May 01, 2013
Go Mad! Go!
Go crazy! Go nuts! Go insane! Go bananas! Go Ape! Go!
Go get lost! Go take a hike! Go fly a kite! Go roll your bones! Go walk alone! Go work for pone! Go!
Go go-ith where you might! Go and don't go where you don't like! Go gone! Go!
Go get some! Go give some! Go lend some! Go share some! Go anywhere some! Go!
Go far! Go near! Go here! Go there! Go with her! Go with him! Go with them! Go!
Go happy! Go sad! Go uncertain! Go mad! Go!
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
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Wednesday, April 24, 2013
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