surmising with aplomb and nary remorse
It isn’t always easy doing the things we have to do.
Unless it’s one of those happy occasions, as rare as they may be,
when the thing we have to do, is something we want to do.
But whether we want to or not, we do these things anyway.
Because we have to.
That’s just the way life is.
And the way life is…
Well, at least my fear of death is… Well, at least according to the late great interdisciplinarian philosopher Ernest Becker. Yes, according to Becker, it is this death anxiety of mine – and of yours too so you might want to pay attention – that really drives much of my life’s behavior. I guess I … Read more
Sorry to say but chances are you’re a racist… One more than likely slave to a supremist ego and motivated by fear and seduced by a willful (and more than likely generational) ignorance. However, if you condemn and attack Critical Race Theory and the 1619 Project without any understanding of either and truly believe you’re … Read more
According to this article, which is a derivative of this article, which leans heavily on this study, creative people literally see the world differently than us lesser than creative types, as is illustrated by the following video… Some of you may remember this similar titillating* exercise in awareness I shared in days past. #prayforopenness … Read more
More weird, rambling, forgotten writing recently found while rooting ’round the cluttered Draft files folder. I don’t remember writing it, ergo, I have no idea why it was written. However, as it appears to be a philosophical dilemma regarding torture, and, as torture has been one of the Freak Show promotional devices, I guess that … Read more
Interestingly enough, though not unsurprisingly enough, just the fact that I am a guy, a typical one at that, pretty much guarantees that I’m of a higher Mach than the typical kind of gal.
The poem of me from yesterday Is not that which I am today In many ways they may resemble But don’t be fooled by what I say Look closely at what you hear Listen with more than just an ear The poem of me from yesterday Is not that which I am today You think … Read more
These moving images were selected from the results of a search I did on the term “PTSD” through foter. Attributes and rights can be found in lower right corner of each image.
Peace be to the sufferers and those who care for them.
People’s moods can be just like yo-yos Sometimes up… Sometimes down… One minute they’re smilin’ And the next they’re wearin’ a frown! from Poem Man FOR MORE LIKE THIS >> CLICK CLICK
