McQueen + Firebird= If you have to ask you’ll never know.
(via peelerboy)Source: piecesoflife1
What is the most useless emotion we face as humans? Some might say none of them are… Personally I see no need for fragility. We humans are marvelous machines! Over time our intellect has allowed us to control more and more of the human form. Not to mention the great deal of control we exert over the land, sea, and air we live in. And that which we don’t know and do not own, we can control with our financial power. Insuring us victory over all that could inflict pain. WE ARE ALL POWERFUL! Let the sound & words of Queen’s 1977 hit wash over you:
We are the champions, my friends
And we’ll keep fighting till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for losers
Cause we are the champions!!!!
Yes!!!!! Can you hear our magnificence ring from the mountains of Siberia to the beaches of Molokai!!!!!… But what was that faint sound in the distance? A far away rumble, calling forth to oppose my strident prose… THERE IT IS AGAIN. Immediately I can feel the heart in my chest pump with greater unease. Beads of sweat form about my temples and a need to tremble or shake slightly is unavoidable. Best to sit before dizziness takes me with it, down to face the earth…
Perhaps I should tell the truth… Each moment. While synapse fire, hearts beat, blood circles, and muscles pull- there are no guarantees. There are no assurances.There is no reality. The sheer unmitigated magic of life on this planet, or any other, can not be taken for granted. Each and every one of us should be made to hold our heads or hold each other; stop and just feel that impermanence. Everyday.
You are magic. Nothing is real. And energy can never be destroyed.
I met an ex-Drill Sergeant recently. Since his Army days in the 80’s & 90’s he’s been a school counselor, a life coach, and now he sells life insurance. Not much of his bible thumpy fortune cookie-ism rubbed off on me, but there is one thing that I haven’t been able to shake yet. “You are where you are supposed to be” he says. On one hand that could seem like an incredibly powerful statement about the meaning of personal evolution and human potential…. On the other hand, the world is a cold and rugged place where many folks are not getting a good deal. Should we say starving children are where they are supposed to be? What about women being exploited in the sex work trade? Clearly this is a relative concept. But Cleveland (no that’s not really his name) believes in his edict with a (forgive me) militaristic devotion. He enunciates the syllables of key words like a fine Baptist preacher: You ARE where you are SUPPOSED to be”. In a way I wish I was less of a cynic, less of an open mind. The majority of the group who heard this statement wholeheartedly believed it. That sentence became common speak for the next several days: “And you know, we are where we are supposed to be”.
But alas I am that cynic, it is like a second circulatory system coursing through my form. As Bruce Lee famously said: “It hits”. That little song “One of these is not like the other” plays in my dome 24-7…. But I am not without optimism(wink wink). So when I found out that Atlanta Based Sci-Fi Soulster Janelle Monae had a new album on the way… I had great hopes. Then I found out that it was called “Electric Lady”… and I then hoped she knew she was riffing on a Hendrix album title. Then I heard the album’s two leading singles “Q.U.E.E.N” and “Dance Apocalyptic”… That’s when the optimist in me slid over to the passenger side and slumped down in the seat. Time for Big Bad Mr. Mean to take the stick and tell it like it T.I. is…. (Not a reference to the ATL based MC). Hold on a min though… A brief primer before we let loose the dogs of war.
For better or worse, we view our lives through memories. At times it can be incredibly challenging to keep track of time day-to-day… Most of us pop up annually like Punxsutawney Phil, make a good check of the scene and drive down again. We all have such important things to accomplish don’t we? Obviously birthdays and major holidays cause many of us to stop and take a look at the big picture. For me I still feel an eerie connection to September 10th. Not because of anything that happened, actually i am compelled by how normal it was. So normal in fact I can not remember anything about September the 10th 2001, it simply “was” and it made sense in that way. No one could have guess what we were about to go through… The next day everything changed. I spent the afternoon sitting by Cayuga lake with two dear friends by my side. I’m sure they were both trying to wrap their brains around the morning’s events. And during our halted conversations, I was too.