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The Trap

It is the end of season and the Hornet traps are out.  For those that do not know, a Hornet trap is a contraption with juice or sugar-water in it.  The Hornets go inside for the sugar, cannot find their way out and end up drowning in the liquid.  I sit and watch this finding the process absolutely terrifying. 

During the summer, some asshole has just thrown his slurpee cup on the ground with disregard for anyone else.  That is not however what captures my attention.  What arrests my attention are the ants who have been led off course by the sugary sweet goodness.  They can’t help it.  They’re addicted.  Slowly, they drink and drowned themselves to death in the syrupy goodness.   

I step back for a moment and see this as a metaphor for human tendency, habit and unconsciousness.  I am stunned as I contemplate that the ants and hornets do not know what their fate has become.  Could our global culture of convenience just simply be ants that have lost their way? 

Is there any way that the ants and hornets could become self-aware in order to stop the madness? 

I’ve been told that I think too much.


life as school

Life is not the box we put it in. 

Life is spherical, dynamic, fluid, ever-changing and breathing.

I’m curious of our human tendency to put everything into boxes.  We live in houses (boxes), drive to work in a car or bus (box on wheels) to offices/businesses (bigger boxes) and try to buy, sell or file ideas (box o thoughts). 

Did you know that the human mind will project a fourth wall when confronted with the concept of a cubicle?  If you are sitting with a wall in front and two walls on either side for long enough your mind will subconsciously create an enclosure.  Sure, you may think that you know better but the subconscious algorithms that are responsible for you staying in a situation that you detest think differently.

Life awaits.

Whatever it is that you are doing today, do it knowing that it is a choice and I will do the same. 

We are in the school of life and it has no walls or books.  The curriculum is unpredictable and the subjects are us.  Choice is the way we play.  There is love and there is fear.  Art is the result.  Have fun.  The teacher is awesome!!!


Transgression & Freedom

The bridge between transgression and freedom is wrought with confession, love and forgiveness.  It is that simple but not always easy to cross.  We are experimential beings that will learn from whatever side we choose to be on and no other human can judge us.  Sure they’ll try but who cares because judgement is not an act they’d commit if they were free.


Hurt

Some people say that they wouldn’t go back and change anything because it made them who they are today.  I would.  I would go back and change the choices I made that hurt other people.  Those didn’t make me who I am today.  Those leave me filled with remorse and they reduce the other.  I wouldn’t change it in order to rid myself of remorse.  I would change it to rid the other of the hurt.  I realize that some times we have to make decisions for our own health, safety or sanity that others will be affected by but I am not talking about that.  I now believe that most emotional hurt comes from either our own fear and attachment to specific circumstances or selfishness.  Either way, fear is present.  

I have felt hurt and I have caused hurt.  Every single time this has happened it was because I or the other were acting in a selfish manner.  We have all done this and this is why forgiveness is so important.  Fucking hard.  Sometimes almost impossible but nevertheless important.  Forgiveness is freedom.  Blame will consume us.   

But what do I know?  Perhaps all of it happens for a reason.  All I know is this:  I desire to love as much as possible because my eyes have been opened to something real.  My struggle is that my past selfishness and fear continually bite at my heals.  I have to be so diligent to pull these weeds.  Otherwise all of my words are empty.


Non-profit

When I wrote the articles for my Non-profit corporation I was in the mindset of not for profit.  Subsequently, it didn’t take off because everyone I enlisted had to go back to work the next day.  My federal corporation is dormant.  I keep it around because it reminds me of my ideals. 

In order to create a not for profit corporation, it has to fall into one of four purposes. 

1.  Religious Organization

2.  Community Development

3.  Education

4.  Relief of Poverty

In order to create a for profit corporation, it only has to fall into one purpose.

1.  Generate Profit for shareholders. 

It doesn’t matter if it harms the environment, lays people off, puts mom and pop out of business or exploits kids for cheap labor.  It’s just business and business  is a game. 

I always appreciated the non-profit.  Not as a business model.  As a business model it sucks.  After all it’s “non-profit”.  As a mindset it is how I believe we should be thinking about one another.   

My not for profit corporation is called ‘de-facto’.  It means ‘what actually exists despite what is currently established’.  I realize the irony of establishing a corporation called de-facto but my hope was to use it to point to what actually exists.  What actually exists is life, people and inter-action.  This is what we would be wise to get back to; The business of loving one another.  Crazy, I know.

So here it is:  The non-profit mindset.

It is called ‘love’ and the mission is to love one another.  No easy task, I know.  It involves radical forgiveness, sharing and getting out of our comfort zones.  It is a religious organization because the word ‘religion’ means ‘re’ as in back and ‘legion’ as in to join.  Re-legion:  to go back to our source (which I know is love). 

As a religious organization in love and seeking to serve one another, its purpose obviously involves community development.  I have my ideas for community development and it involves drumming and music.  What are yours?  That is the beauty of what actually exists despite current establishments; you get to use your talents, gifts and capital for community development.

The corporation of Love (body of love) is about educating yourself and then sharing what you learn with others.  Educating one another with our talents, gifts and passion.  The corporation of Love does NOT condone fanaticism in any way, shape or form.  Those behaving in this way are not part of Love Inc.

Last but not least… the relief of poverty.  We live in an abundant world.  There is no shortage.  There is however controlled shortage and we must speak out against this.  Scarcity is a lie.  The relief of poverty will come quite naturally when we truly love one another, develop our community together and educate ourselves then share our discoveries.   

Money has never been the problem in this world.  The only single problem in this world is a mindset.  The good news is that we each get to choose which mindset we want to participate with…

Every moment.

If you want to join this corporation then do it.  It’s invisible and everywhere.


Bubbles of choice

We were preparing to have an unbirthday party.  I went to go purchase bubbles for the kids.  Kids like bubbles.  Bubbles are simple.  I love simplicity.

I was having one of those slightly off days.  A day where the sun is shining, I have everything in the world to be happy about but, there is something I just can’t seem to put my finger on.  On days like that, it is the little things that finally get me.  I will crumple up a piece of paper to toss in the garbage can one foot away… and miss.  For some reason, that’s what causes me to snap or curl into a ball on the floor.  Go figure. 

So there I am in the super-mega-no one has anywhere else on Earth to be store to find bubbles for the kids.  I’m standing in the ‘bubble’ aisle staring at the latest barrage of bubble guns, canons, jugs of bubbles with a five foot diameter wand, a $40.00 frog that comes with batteries and blows bubbles as his mouth opens and closes and some box-like contraption that you can add different food coloring to in order to make multi-colored bubbles.  I didn’t yell.  I should have yelled.  It would have been funny.  Instead, I screamed in my mind as loud as one can before it turns into audible sound:

I just want fucking bubbles!!!!! 

I’ve never been a “good ol’ days” type of person because I’m not 96 and don’t remember when chocolate bars were a nickel but on that day, I was that guy. 

Don’t get me wrong, I love technology and I think it has tremendous potential to make things easier for us (although everyone seems to be more over-worked than ever).  I just think that we create too many choices for ourselves and it drives our cultural anxiety. 

I did find the bubbles I was looking for but then spent the rest of the day in a wide open field blowing bubbles into the wind in order to calm myself down from the experience of looking for bubbles.


182.5

Actually, this is post 182.  This means that I have successfully made it half way through my post a day for a year challenge!!!  I just wanted to take the time to thank those of you who have been with me on the journey for your support, ideas and comments. 

I started this in order to invoke a greater creative writing discipline and after about a month wondered what the hell I was thinking.  I’ve almost quit about 5 times to date.  All 5 times have been when I was in a terrible head space and couldn’t see how I could possibly write about anything worthy.  I am very grateful that I didn’t allow my mood to dictate my capabilities.  We need those shitty days for perspective.  This has taught me to keep going in the face of disheartening circumstance.  

I will continue the journey to 365 posts and then I will decide what I want to do from there.  For the next 182.5, I will have to make a choice every day between the profound and the profane.  Admittedly, the profane is easier because it requires nothing more than thinking up stupid shit and delivering it in a way that (hopefully) makes people chuckle.  Profound thoughts happen when I clear my mind to give them enough space to enter and then I have to put it into words.  No menial task.

I called the site Love, Art & Fear because of what I witness everyday.  People creating.  We have these two fundamental contrasting emotions; Love & Fear.  It is light & shadow.  We create from either of these.  Sometimes a mix of both is present. 

We humans, as experiential artists are extensions of creation and have the choice to use whichever source we see fit to draw from in the unfolding journey called “our life”.  I do my best to choose love but some days I buy into the bullshit.  Thank God for grace.

Thanks again everyone:)


Growing pains

“Ignorance is bliss, until they take your bliss away”.  – Josh Homme

We can accept our fate or choose our destiny. 

Something changed in my brain today for the better.  The oblivious became the obvious I suppose.  For years my unconscious guiding principle had been:  Observe.  Resist.  Force.  I had the awareness part down but had been lacking in right action due to a desperate attempt to save a world that does not desire to be saved.

My newest principle in life is simple:  Observe.  Adapt.  Evolve.

I know that Einstein’s definition of insanity is to do the same thing over and over again while expecting a different result yet this is exactly what I had been doing… albeit unconscious, but that’s hardly an excuse. 

I call this ’default thinking’.  

Default thinking is not really thinking.  It is auto-pilot.  While this may seem to keep us safe for now, it is actually detrimental to our long-term well-being.  The reason for this is simple:  Life is not a passive event.  It is an active participation… a work in progress so to speak.  If we don’t decide for our self then someone decides for us.  Just like a muscle that isn’t used will atrophy, so is our ability to transform circumstances. 

I would ask myself; why does it seem that most people are in a race to mediocrity?  I no longer believe that they are.  I just observe that most people, despite the books they read, religion they preach or politics they practice are highly skilled at keeping in line with the status quo.  The status quo is safe and predictable but is it joyful?  This is not necessarily a bad thing.  It’s just what’s up on planet Earth. 

How might your perspective change if you found, for a fact, that the natural state of a human being is radiant joy? 

I re-iterate that we can either accept our fate or choose our destiny.  For years I was caught up in my hippie ‘go with flow’ attitude and wondered why all my dreams/goals didn’t just magically fall into place.  I know why now and it’s almost embarrasing how obvious it is.  I will continue to be kind, loving, fun, funny etc. as those are my values however my actions will change.  Life is fucking great.

OBSERVE.  ADAPT.  EVOLVE.


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