The dust of magic dispels its power, my eye opens slowly, begins to see, to understand. I've begun to wrestle with the unction of our collective madness, the birth of our neo-rebellion.The people are bleeding to counterpose their fatilism, their existential idealisation of destiny--Even now-- they blame, cast doubt, fearful still of shadows as they raise their new, uncertain voices--At long last making the attempt to abandon the undertones of their weakness and agony. Regression in tow, the reluctant child of insecurity.We stride together alongside the ebb and flow of our resentments, our confusion, our heartache at not being "the only one," discovering our selflessness only after we have perpetuated our deception, filling the vast public space with jaundice and acrimony--Even as the wings of enlightenment are spread, our self-deceit weakens us in battle, tethered we remain, violent, ineffectual, impotent.Pulling back from the frontlines, before the rancour of true change begins, we have too often chosen the decay of abandonment, shrinking in the light of our discontentedness, fade to dream, alas, vanish soon the dream, as well. The hazard of our ignorance is the adulteration of our souls, we deface the value of our chaste in the waters of our birth.-JLB
I would like to meet all authentic, conscious, tolerant individuals, critical thinkers, artists, poets, musicians, socialists, writers, etc. Revolutionairies with a VISION for peace and a plan for battle if otherwise-- I would like to meet people without entitlement issues, and, those who not only sense the need for change, but act upon the changes they want to make first within themselves, and then in the world that we live in. I'd like to meet people who understand the importance of adding something worthwhile to the equation. People who understand the nature of giving something of themselves "back" no matter how much or how little they think they have "taken" or "received" from the collective. I'd like to meet others who take care of, and support one another in whatever way they are able. People who are good to their children, their friends, their animals, their family, extended or otherwise--Or, who are honest enough to admit that they've failed horribly but are not afraid to keep trying in spite of that heartache. I would like to meet people who walk their talk, and are comfortable in their skins, so much so, that they won't mind shapeshifting into something else if need be. I'm very interested in meeting all of YOU.
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Film Noir, funny, strange, romantic, surreal, vile, action, horror, black and white, neo-trash.
I gave mine away.
All books by Lee Kwo. Everything I can get my hands on.
Cory Booker, Mayor of Newark, NJ--(a truly inspired human being), Ramona Africa, neighborhood leaders and activists, the folks who keep the soup kitchens humming, people who are what they say they are, and, survivors who don't bitch about how hard the journey has been. People who understand this: "The absurd is born from the human need for meaning and the unreasonable silence of the world. "-Albert Camus