Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Ancestors Day

I am sad in a way that Memorial Day is associated with the warrior culture. Although we are not the Spartans who practiced real infanticide to strengthen their armies we do sacrifice our children to wars which have little to do with our security. Of course very few think as I do. The Powers like to do everything they can to extinguish this perspective as it questions the very concepts of the totalitarian republic. My ancestors for the most part were not kings queens and generals. They were people who got things done and passed on the genes. At some point in time fairly recently this no longer became a biological imperative and because of this I have dedicated my consciousness to other precreation(sic). So I reflect in this bardo about what did not get done and may never get done as so few think as I do and even fewer think it matters the wars go on endlessly and we don't want to share our planet equitably. Even dogs have a sense of fairness and "altruism". We aren't paying very close attention to the four-leggeds and it is to our own detriment for being so ignorant of some very fine teachers at our feet. I ain't gonna study war no more. Team Pussy signing off now.

No Plan Just reducing the Field

The end of life is something I look forward to as there is no reason to want to live forever. I listened to a interview about how therapy is no longer helping but merely a way to accept that things are not going as promised. True, no one is happy 24/7 (G*d I hate 24/7) and no drug relationship religion(sic) nor amnestic syndrome will guarantee anything resembling peace and happiness. So I am happily reticent to release my depression as it is dependable as medicine to keep me sick isolated and hoping for relief. There is no one to tell this to( paid friends are not friends) as each has their own version of me. I can tell another stranger who I think they want me to be but the outcome is always the same, the patient will die. Alone? Yes, alone, but he likes to be alone in his misery.Ask and the door shall be opened and a cliff nearby for your jumping pleasure. Maybe take me to the bridge? The water is cold and hard but it does the job 99.9% of the time. Nothing else rivals this in my life. Something solid and dependable with a clearly defined beginning and ending. Tell the CIA one less subversive to monitor. Thanks I appreciate the assistance. Nothing imminent just knowing how to leave makes things better.