Doesn't hurt

24 02 2009 Imagination

One of those funny things about feelings is that you can feel bad about them.  Why, you are human and it is human to feel things right?

Why should you feel bad about loving someone, it is not they who pretended to love you and then took it away.  They didn't tease you or hold out false promise.  You decided that you were going to love them unconditionally.  It was your choice.  You didn't demand or really think anything was GOING to come back, but hope is something to hold on for.  "Cliffhanger" might not be the best occupational choice here though.

It is also normal to hate this person at the same time as loving them.

Being hurt, disappointed, closed off.  Not everyone is capable of drawing out the multiple dimensions of the heart, but some are.  We love them so much we could hug their skin off, but hate them so much we want to punch them into next week.

All of these, all of those, emotions are normal so long as you are expressing what is in side of you and not just reacting to someone else's emotions.

If you express your emotions by reaction alone instead of feeling out what is inside of you and going on that journey of self discovery, finding your power creature, spider-monkey, and the girl that goes to the support group meetings too, having the best sex of your natural life, and getting to blow up the credit card franchise as your alter ego.

He tried to hold his back.  Fight Club was one of the few outlets for all that emotion, all of that competition, and all of that certainty.  One would win.

I will never feel bad for having loved.  I will never feel regret for closeness.  I want to one day share that with someone that is willing to share her's with me.

Could just be that my muscles are sore from lack of exercise or the same work-out for so long.

Either way, I've been up too long and deserve a good night's rest after a quite successful day today.


The story of making it work

20 02 2009 Imagination

One nice thing I can say about living an empathy's life is that I've gotten to meet and entertain some very powerful personalities.  In this I've had the opportunity to gather life's goals from one experience at a time.  This collection is constant, I really don't ever stop, and like all good collections, I can't view all of it at once, but upon reflection I get new view points of the whole thing and how it all works.  Kind of like sitting outside yourself and looking in, seeing how the marble has been cut away or shaped with love or care or hate or lust.

Of these experiences, one has been quite a description that I have had the good chance of sharing with others as well.  Hopefully imparting the sheer wisdom, the cunning intelligence that is transferred upon illiciting a response, and the connections that get made in the the others mind.

The story of how two can exist in this world.

Granted some believe that there is a third in any relationship, God or god or the one, the source, the energy that we all are made up of is part of this relationship.  Lets take that ever so slightly for granted - especially if you believe we are merely reflections or hosts for that energy, then we are kind of like eyes looking at each other on the face of god.  The subject is beholding itself, we can forget about the third party for once, we are all one.

Now, in this idea of two that meet and want to spend the rest of their lives together, we have an idea of independence.  Who wants to become dependent?  Everyone and no-one.  It could be said that the everyone is because all like to be able to lean their head on someone else's shoulder at least once in their life, to say you don't means you either have too high of an ideal of yourself or you don't know how to accept help.  No-one really wants to accept help for their entire life though right?  They want to see the fruits of their achievements, they want to see the success of their efforts.  If you didn't then you must really not care for yourself or those you say you care about.  You wouldn't want to be the burden that they take on.

So herein lies the first part of this pleasant story about two trees growing in a forest.

The Oak tree and the Maple.  These trees might change after I talk to Dendrologist about the various features of said trees, but for now, Oak is strong and hard (male), the Maple... is a pretty name if you could imagine a tree-woman.

These two trees happen to grow from seeds that landed next to one another at the outside skits of a forest.  They have rooted themselves, quite unknowingly in the soil or the same system.  They have for lack of a better word, been fated together.  Some humans follow this same design, others say it is all chance, well, it was chance the seeds landed here, and here we are, they are growing.

As they grow, each tree notices that it must share the sunlight with the other.  Taking in too much sunlight means the other will wither and die for lack of energy, such would spoil the soil and honestly, leave the tree that's left, quite lonely.  If they share this light evenly, they will both reap the maximum benefit of its source.

Obviously they both must share the water, otherwise they will grow dry and die.  This isn't such a struggle above ground, but underground we see other things happen.  Root structures are like the branch structures funny enough and if you could flip most trees upside down, you would see the roots match the fullness of the branches, regardless of the tree (certainly an average here, but I've seen quite a few examples).  The roots must not choke the others roots.

What we see if how important space is around the continual growth that happens with any organism.  If you don't give the organism the proper space for it to grow, it will cause it to move to turmoil as it tries to make space for itself.

We have our two main sources for energy and the way for our pair to best use them.  The last yet, certainly not least, is the air that these trees take in.  This air is all around us, and it would be funny to think that one tree could use up too much of the other tree's oxygen or CO2, but let's think about when this source of life is instead a source of death.  These trees will have to weather a few storms in their lifetime of living and sharing themselves with each other.  If one is taking all of the storm, then it will surely snap or break or be blown over.  If one is hiding from the wind, then the other will get the malignant treatment and find it detrimental for certain.  It is important that both of these trees share the punishment, yet in their own way, help keep each other standing in the times of trouble.

Thus humans can be seen for the forest.

The lesson is surprisingly simple yet camouflaged in its difficulty.  To truly understand is the Tao accordingly what I know, this does mean, I am still learning how all of this applies.  The only way I know how to see it better is to one day at a time exercise the skill sets.  This one is like those relay races, you get better as your partners get better.  In that, we are fortunately trees that can choose where and what we live and grow next to.  We are lucky in this.



Diablo II Lan Party - next time, 2 mnths from now, many games.

20 02 2009 Art

Lan Parties

Yeah these are cool, a bunch of nerd sitting around playing a game together.  Either you got your FPS crowd, or RTS peoples, and then you can even have console gamers, and many more.


I could almost care less about anything but FPSes.  Especially team based ones, they are the most fun for me, even if I am not exceedingly good at them, just moderate.


Here is a Lan Party I went to about 2 months ago, you could say in another two months (within that amount of time) I will have a Lan Party as well.

Kind of putting these up to make you guys think about what a Lan Party used to be and amp up for the one that will happen in the near future.


Abstractaco infurations simplistica

07 02 2009 Poetry
Whereas the thought of the action preseeds
the result is never quite the same
Mind walking without Gepeato's strings
can journey back from and to great things

Touch the thing you see and it will cease
to be the same for which you touched it
Praise away nay the play and instead
so much you love without loving the host

Love the actions and the existence
that the one generating such peace
can rain it to all subjects within her
gia.

- Jim McKibben

Written Word

07 02 2009
In the throws of passion, the element is the action.
Generating that element takes pairs
that want mutual existence,
not self serving vapid transparence.

She doesn't put out, he doesn't talk,
He doesn't put out, she doesn't talk,
Communication is key,
That is the philosophy.

Could one reach such an enlightened state,
that all there is pleasure to masturbate?

My world desires to seek,
fruits that are ripe and meek.
While spoken is the world of voice,
token advice actions speak twice.

Worlds view on men is only as powerful as ten,
ten is but one with a zero at the end.

The power of man is the culmination of his zen.

The zeal of woman is how she can bend that zen
Remove the zero at the end of ten
Make women and men out of his zen
To forces untold and for futures unfold
You know the pedia can only hold stedia
For power amplifies and shorts lead to lies.

Truth is the table that I wish to eat
Forefront foretold forenot the too bold
Fall on their face their own ass they trace
Seek not the self and try something else.

*now blogger has consumed th c.

any good game desires a good game player
king chess players finesse with knight like manner
rooms dominated by psycionistic pervasive pattern
snipe deriving beckoning denouncement of divine dividends
the player must also make patterns on the game
for otherwise fruitless is the one that doesn't reap
concentric coexistent cohesive make the pattern
one share the same separate we sustain
currently i have math to study and two customers to finish
and some time to put in at generic, too much time at east side
guitar lyric are cool even if on a ds though it does lack in metal
being mostly plastic i believe there should be a new plastic metal
and even plastic metal is pretty hard
the two acts prior had a power and metal

the electronic kids have a different way of hearing it but they are one and the same
in electronca generally (this changes when you got live pa - where) the artist has created
material with incredible rhythms and beat structure that is art to dance with
and in live pa you see smithing that is of incredible proportions, they
actually allow themselves to draw right on the dancer
its like nothing else in this world
well i could name one thing that might just top that
but you see that does make it bounce back
ocean of motion to proportion of extortion
threads weaving together new strings to be strung again
hopeless romantic i
mom that knows true guidance from a woman's point of view
father that knew circa 20s matting patterns
could have been good old boy i yet Jehovah's Witness was i
sight only sees half way, look again to see some mo
to have a seconds care for the existential moment isn't my mo
my forefathers sewed and reaped as will i

much love,
jonny5