Keeping Up With The Joneses

There's a phrase you don't hear

anymore...like "progress", an

anachronistic term for the

anthem of an era... describing

hope for a materialist Eden in

the sequined rat race of

endless segue into the next fad...

the billboard on the highway of

Dad and family driving into the

future with gleaming toothpaste

smiles....why try to keep up with

something that's going nowhere?

A Test

This is a test.

This is only a test.

If it actually had

been something,

you wouldn't have

been warned

beforehand.

History

"History is bunk." Henry Ford

Why study history?

We haven't learned anything from it.

Man's increased ability to 

control his environment, what some call

"progress", has only led to it's destruction.

Human's have already evolved beyond

their animal nature, their base instinct...

otherwise, Buddha, (Christ if you like), 

would never have  happened.  So, some 

humans, through their own effort, have 

woken to true humanity. Most, taking 

the well traveled rut, fall into their animal 

default status and rely on sheer instinct to 

survive, having no moral compass....

which trend is increasing. The best humans 

have achieved is still evident in some individuals. 

The worst, which have always been around, 

are not only still evident but are increasing as 

survival of the species comes more into question.

"The best lack all conviction, while the worst

are full of passionate intensity."  

Yeats  "The Second Coming."

Sympathy For The Developer

"Please allow me to introduce myself,

I'm a man of wealth and taste."

The Developer takes a natural setting

and transforms it into suburbs,

shopping malls, golf courses...

the word used for this is "progress",

the true meaning of the word being:

"closing one's eyes on the edge of a cliff."

Aphorism

It doesn't matter
how far out you go
as long as you're sure
of a way back.

"Don't Scare The Straight People"

This is an aphorism that came out

of taking LSD in the Sixties. It came

about because trippers were wont to

behave a bit...strangely, and, if you 

weren't on that bus, you were definitely

off of it. Mixing that mind with regular

folks going on about their business 

often led to problems. The principle is

true now more than ever....in fact, the

straights are scared stiff just by what

is happening in the world now to the

point of not wanting to experience much

of anything, let alone a bunch of crazies

dancing down the street singing merrily.

Paradise In A Lost World

The lost world is us;

lost in plain view.

Paradise is see-through of

entrenched transparency:

obdurate expediency of

mindsliding into materialistic

nonsense of glittering rubble,

solipsistic merry-go-round

carnival fascination with one's

distorted reflection in the Fun

House mirror.

No!  Step outside and breathe

transparent air, smell fresh 

flowers and dog poop... 

see what's really there.

There is only paradise here

and now...everywhere is here,

the macro in the micro,

depth and vastness in a drop

of water, a grain of sand...how 

wide can you open your eyes

to the real virtual reality?

How long  can you hold off

what's true?

Blues On The Pike

It might have been

the cocaine, the alcohol,

the pot, the others that

were more quick...it could

have been what  I saw that

twisted too far out of what 

should have been that all I

could do is drink, take drugs,

and, sing... enough....yes,

there...

just beyond that

particular thing

like just before

you found the shore.

Tweet

Frankenstein's monster....

"Fire....bad...
whip it...good."