Tuesday, December 29, 2020

Fire Extinguisher

(A wet fire, one of boiling water, can destroy just as much as an open flame.)

[Yet some inflame others and are surprised to be burned by something and they can't find fire anywhere]

{What are the signs of "boiling over" and what can be done about it?}


(3-28-2014)


Draft 2 Publish

    Yet another draft from many years ago that never made it to the world; at the time that I was coming up with these unfinished drafts there was an inability to continue. Perhaps the reason I couldn't continue was because these posts weren't meant for the zeitgeist of the time.
Regardless of timing being appropriate, there is a strong need for explanations of certain questions. The questions I propose aren't new ideas and the problems I'm articulating are just as old. I would call my delay to finish a result of my own immaturity. Even though it is more probable that I refused to speak on something I didn't feel I had enough authority in experience to suggest a solution. 

Six years later I have a very strong opinion about solutions to a problem anyone could talk about. After all, the problem I speak about is more arbitrary than a specific event. The psychology of it all is too broad and too inclusive to narrow down any one particular problem--like trying to define something in a dream not clearly seen and therefore your memory is unreliable. 
    One aspect of my memory that I can say is totally reliable is my memory of what people have a tendency to do when it comes to me. Such as a preference or a tolerance.. Though I only remember the behavior, I have no idea what the intentions were. Intentions be damned, I don't care. 

    As the new year approaches there's a lot of people talking about peace and unity and mending of wounds and the like. Though these things are not inherently negative or disproportionate, I feel that there's some kind of misrepresentation going on here. 
It's as though the most important thing to most people these days is how much they can be a victim. 
        All the talk goes hand in hand with a prevalent issue that is disproportionately handled. It's the whole symbolism with destroying an ant hill with a bazooka. But without saying such a thing as to insinuate that the problem itself is miniscule in comparison to ourselves. 
No.. What I mean to insinuate is that we don't handle our solutions well. It's the wasteful bit of spending that government gets into that leads into much bigger issues, such as corruption. Albeit such issues are ever going.. Or should that properly be ongoing? I just can't stand to define it that way since it is obvious that the other part of the problem of corruption is that neutral and protective systems become weapons.

All I wanted for Christmas   

    Was to go back to work. Like, without these lockdown restrictions and all the nonsense behind it. I'm still amazed that we're having this debate in society when the reality is that we're not even in a position to be able to govern ourselves. 
        I know, crazy talk. Right? Where am I going with this?

        The point I'm making is that there's all these things that everyone wants. All sorts of ways we're willing to go about getting the things we desire. But it isn't murder that I'm focusing on here, it is the end result nonetheless. We shouldn't be surprised though, it seems that unchecked issues always lead to a murderous conclusion. Kinda like what Master Yoda yammers on about, right?

I've found myself wanting plenty. I don't know that it is possible not to, outside of getting away from the very world that instigates so many of these desires. Much like being surrounded by a bunch of people who you admire and whom are giving you affection, but you are told to ignore. I'm not saying that it isn't possible, but I am suggesting that it's a sort of lunacy to expect it of someone. 
But that's where this gets weird. 
Because when we're talking about divine intervention, there's no need for conventionalism in anything. 

  GOD within the Boundaries

    I've long struggled with the concept that God is invisible. But not nearly as much as the concept that there's some human-formed entity watching me and dictating onto my life. At least with God I feel that his invisibility isn't a condition for his involvement; weird statement, but it is rooted in experience. 
    This is not a theology discussion. I'm far from talking about what I think is going on or who I think has the idea the best. What I will admit is that I have to talk about this aspect of my belief structure or I wont be able to articulate the deeper meaning of my rant. But I'm not trying to convert your thinking as much as suggest a reason for others having an alternative form of thought. 
Mine is pretty basic.. I think cause and effect explain most of everything in the world, but it isn't the ultimate explanation to existence or purpose. I think there's layers and levels to reality and the involvement of any one energy can be completely independent of some or all others, as evidenced in the physical sciences. So I think it is logical to presume that any higher power, be it reasonable or not, is consistent as evidenced by the consistency and interwoven interdependency of systems within the universe as a whole. 
    In the grand scheme of things.. I find it laughable to discredit the possibility of divine presence as opposed to argue possible dormancy. 

        But where does that leave me in the world that hates anything and everything yet nothing, simultaneously?
As a child and growing up I wrote off such a thing as the reason why the world is broken. It wasn't ever in the back of my mind, it was always in the front. I simply didn't look at it any other way and it was that I tried, in fact it was that I wanted to know why things were so obviously broken as opposed to meant to be... In an ever-decaying presence of survival. Perhaps this was the very thing that scared me into believing there is a God. Even more, it may be the reason why my drugged mental states didn't lead to a psychotic break; don't ask my family to confirm this, they'll argue I've either never been crazy or never found help. 
                        That is a bit of comic relief. Trust me, I'm laughing about it when I think about it now.
    This issue has been something that has set a sort of limitation on me. It is something I should consider. After many opportunities have passed me because I felt I wasn't being loyal, I should really consider what it is that I am and where I'm going. 
    This comes from a heart of thankfulness, it's best to take note that a lot of my decisions are made on the basis that I'm making bad decisions and need guidance. 

2021 & Beyond

    This whole Future-thought weft is getting old. It was a fun joke when 2015 was rolling around, to us nerds who grew up fantasizing about a world similar to what Marty McFly encountered in that half-baked sequel to a late 80's misnomer of reality. 
        Damn.. What a mouthful. 
            It's just... How funny it is to look at what we thought the future would look like, when we're finally in it. It's like those old sci-fi shows. I've always known you can't depict a world that doesn't exist, especially something tangible yet liquid like tomorrow. For even if it is disastrous, it's still a thing of inevitability and supreme importance.

    I won't talk about tomorrow like I know what tomorrow brings or what I want to do. I've already known for quite some time not to talk like that. I hope many people learned the futility of such this year.

Monday, December 7, 2020

Living Life On Purpose



**(Purpose & Purposed. We are all born with a Purpose and we all should live Purposed lives.)
[Are all Purposes Purposed on Purpose? Is any Purpose acceptable or is there an etiquette?]
{Happiness is a symptom of Purposed living, imagine what brings Joy} **July 30th, 2014**

Another Entry from the Past

This was started over six years ago.
Perhaps I didn't finish it because the zeitgeist hadn't reached critical mass. 

    There's been a lot that has happened in the last six years. Thinking back to that time is interesting, I can literally find a few different journal entries for that area of time.. Concerning the month, week, and even around that day. Well.. Up to July 29th, 2014 that is. And... It isn't pretty. 
However, it is a bit hard to discern what the actual problem is. Ambiguous language describing a problem.. Is the problem. The words in my journal seem to match what is going on above even though I'm basing my conclusion on what emotions I feel from my past words. 

The fun thing about looking through my journals to understand what I was talking about is that if it were someone else trying to do this. I think they would come to the same conclusions as I am now, for the same reasons that there's no singular instance described in detail. That is very normal for me, especially since understanding context requires reading a few entries--not necessarily back to back either. 

Considering the zeitgeist and how I keep calling the world "a dump" and go on to describe the way I'm treated.. Which I say. "people unwilling to discern their own lack of forgiveness.." and the day before I describe events as. "shit hitting the fan once again" and also, "Obviously I haven't got a clue as to what I'm doing with myself"
And before all that I was pretty much complaining about an old friend and her inability to stop flirting with me. Sooooo.... WtF was going on exactly? I can't seem to remember all the detail necessary for articulating my explanations logically--or rather, accurately. 
I declared that the 42-week cycle was on it's 5th cycle.. Which meant I was supposed to be "Nullifying Introspective Reasoning" which was an attempt to humble myself using the instructions from outside myself; including prayer and counseling from others. 

    Ok, beautifully written jargon from a previous self.. 

The notion of my words carries this arrogance that I can't remember. Most of the time I am writing I make a lot of declarative statements. So far I've made quite a few, even though the statements are about myself. I would claim that making declarative statements about yourself is an acceptable thing to do, but how is that not an arrogant leap of faith? Shouldn't I ask the people around me how they feel instead? Wouldn't it make more sense to change attributes of my character based on the combined response of people close to me?

Anyways.. I can ask all day about what it was that I was going through or what it was that I meant. It doesn't matter. In comparison, the present times coupled with past words is where my interest piques. I can feel that there was this anxiety in me at the time, but I also feel that it was emotional frustration. There's some appeal to logic, but most of it is in the form of declarative statements. I didn't ask a single question throughout those entries --near the starred date above-- nor did I come to a definitive conclusion based on logical deduction. 
Is there any way that I can find out more information? The more I find the more this gets interesting. 

    I can imagine that within my struggle, that week of whatever, I found myself needing answers. And the answers that I was getting were useful, but something about them must of felt out of place. I know this was at a time when I was getting used to the Anima and even finding that it went a bit deeper than what I was experiencing on the surface. 
I know that there were other people tugging at my heart strings and that there was a lot of resentment forming during those times. Resentment that still carries to this day, but has also grown more severe in my response. In fact, only within this year have I made cuts to ties to relationships. All over the place but also in ways that I used to refuse to do--such as deleting friends from Facebook. 
These days it is a lot easier to delete people on Facebook since so many of them don't even talk to me anymore. Even when I say something to them I'm more likely to get a like than a response. To that I say one thing..
GO TO HELL. 
Same people that never really understood me.. Took me for granted... Forgot everything I stand for....

    Maybe I should be more.. forgiving ..Or less emotionally charged ?

    Arrogance or something else?

I don't get the feeling that I was being stubborn in those days. I am sure there were things I did or said that pissed people off or otherwise dug me a hole into my pit of despair. It's just that I know better than to think I couldn't have been guilty of inflammatory responses or cynical critiques. Typically I don't harass people for any reason, I don't take kindly to being interrupted when I'm talking or writing and I am especially cautious about my approach onto unsuspecting people; unless you're a friend and don't look busy--then you better watch your back, but only in good fun of course. 
    But that last example is an illustration of my silliness even in serious times. It's not that I can't have fun, it's just that usually people want to push me away from my solution-finding mode. And unfortunately that solution-finding mode carries some negative connotations with it. After all, it is only in that mode that I seem to lose my ability to smile and any desire to show my true emotions. This can be problematic since I will display emotions of some kind, but if they don't express my current feelings then no one can adjust their behavior or call mine out. 
Contrary to popular belief, it is unwise to unfairly treat people. And hypocrisy is even more foolish. 

Now to answer the original question from six years back:

    I have a much needed answer--to the best of my current ability. 

Etiquette Matters; Purpose is derived from the Devine; Purposed lives show purpose develops.