Excellent Point. January 9, 2010
Tell me what you want from here
Something that were like those years
Sick of all the insincere
So I’m gonna give all my secrets away
This time, don’t need another perfect line
Don’t care if critics never jump in line
I’m gonna give all my secrets away
Oh, got no reason, got not shame
Got no family I can blame
Just don’t let me disappear
I’mma tell you everything
Goodbye, Apathy :: OneRepublic
So don’t you stop pushing me, I can take so much
So goodbye apathy (as i’m trying), so long fancy free
(just to keep things right)…
Everybody is watching you, everybody is watching me too
Everybody is watching you, everybody is watching me too…
Ask Yourself January 6, 2010
[Disclaimer: This is not preaching. I just want you to be honest with yourself. I just want you to think. Honestly.]
Maybe it’s because I’m sick. Maybe it’s because I’m quite alone. Maybe it’s because I have lost the ability to get attached to anything that does not attach to me. Maybe it’s because I don’t feel truly at home anywhere and prefer to be restlessly vagrant. Maybe it’s because I’m a tad obsessive. Maybe it’s because I believe I have a purpose but don’t know what it is, or it feels like I don’t know. Regardless, I think about life often… generally and my own. Things make me sad for People (as a whole of the rich capitalists like us, like Christmas shopping, glamor, empty traditions, endless waste, eating disorders, celebrity worship, yada yada. Yet, People can’t see what they are doing (and I’m not ruling myself out here, but I’m doing my best to get off that train and I’ve been having a good bit of success). It seems like People are blinded by greed. [Don't get me started on advertising here.]
Can’t you feel that emptiness? Doesn’t it bother you? Going after material crap and appearances is like yelling into an empty metal trash can. You get back what you put in, but it’s hollow and a bad reproduction – it’s just useless falseness. It stinks. You learn nothing. And it’s completely generic. When you read “metal trash can,” I bet your mental picture was the same as mine (nice job mainstream semiotics). If you’re fine with this feeling, stop reading. If you’re not fine with it, stop doing those things and keep reading.
[Good for you, you're still reading.] This goes for time as well as money. They say you can get a picture of someone’s character by looking at their credit card statements and checkbook register. What if you kept track of your time in the same way? Where do you spend the most? What happens because of it? Everybody gets 24 hours in a day, rich or poor. We don’t know how many years we get, so start spending it well. (Do not read that as apocalyptic, it’s a fact… stay with me here…)
Time, unlike money, can’t really be saved and it’s not smart to try. You need to spend it. If you don’t, you lose it; yet no one else can take it. Where does it go? To a person? To a rectangular glowing screen? To anxiety? To yourself? To fantasizing about something you want to do; someone you need or want; creating some kind of false reality? What if that thing or person becomes impossible to secure with your time because you didn’t act? You can’t buy it with money, and if you think you can, say hello to that trash can echo. If you time is well-spent, you’ll know. It’s indescribable. It’s addictive. I feel the constant fight to fulfill that addiction with people and community against the unforgiving plague of pain and fatigue every moment.
What’s your hold up?
Really, think about that answer. Is it legit? Why? Why not? Don’t lie to yourself. You are your only time user. You are the only one at fault for not doing so.
Do that thing you aren’t doing.
Give what you are wasting.
Get that person.
Be someone.
Make changes.
Please.
Ten. January 4, 2010
what do you have, 2010?
i don’t know what day it is
i had to check the paper
i don’t know the city
but it isn’t home…
I’m torn as I could be
wherever I roam
(onerepublic, “all this time”… minus references to a person)
(2010 art by me)
PASSION: A Manifesto December 13, 2009
When purpose burns your ethics into consciousness, you must ACT.
SEE • FEEL • MAKE • MOVE • DO • BE • CHANGE
AUTHENTICITY: A Manifesto December 13, 2009
inspire-conspire
create-detonate
try-ask why
debate-relate
originate-berate
own-don’t clone
fail-derail
change-exchange
progress-success
POLITICS: A Manifesto December 9, 2009
Politics are everywhere. Politics is nothing. Even dogs follow politics; the biggest eat first, the meanest eat first. Politics control you, and try to tell you that you control them. There are politics surrounding the office coffee maker. Even if you think coffee is the devil’s drink, you wash it on Wednesdays. Why? Because it’s “fair.” Fair? If politics were fair, they would not cause such a ruckus. They are no physical object, no embodiment, but cause for hatred and passion. How can we be so enraged over a nonentity? Because it controls us. It takes us to war it takes the power it controls the money it takes the bribes it sleeps with the corporations BUT it gives us power it gives us control it gives us money it gives us RIGHTS RIGHTS RIGHTS. When it limits us we must say NO when it leaves out our brother we must say NO when it does not consider our sister we must say NO – THIS is the time to ACT, MAKE, SPEAK.
