I'm not saying that it's some form of combative ritual from nature to the upheavals that seemingly occur in Washington, or some foreshadowing of what will occur when those beleaguered imprints of mystifying protocols that were neglected come back to face the epiphany choruses they will have to listen to when they make their triumphant return, but it does ring of paybacks are a bitch.
Sometime in the near future, when all the hubbub loosens it's grip on insanity, we will all face destiny in the sense that the infrastructure and the malaise of the educational system will become perfectly clear to other than those socialistic hobgoblins of small minds. It is not just that we are surrounded and drowning on our own rhetoric, but our preoccupation with becoming deaf to the lyrics of being on the precipice of third world lunacy just displays the lack of community and common sense that is necessary to keep the train on the tracks or the ship from sinking.
Speculation by brokers of necromancy only tightens the noose on what little is left of civility. In the beginning of this concept of Democracy were the outlines in achieving a sense of equality and fair minded diverse points of views. If you get yourself involved in the system, make the system facilitate those particular qualities that keep the light on, and the transparencies illuminated for one and all to see. The rest of us, so inclined not to get involved with or in the system, luckily have some form of responsibility to record the outcomes. We are no longer forging ourselves across the country in covered wagons, designing interstate highways, or pinning our hopes of achieving free time to indulge our artistic and spiritual aspirations on the backs of some micro-chip.
It should be clear that tax breaks and regulations are not stopping the systematic decline of creative employment, but the interpretive attitudes of a few pieces of the pie that seem to be controlling the outcomes of the whole pie. This facade of gestalt, is guiding us to the edge of a precipice. We either dissipate the need for greed, that which tends to addict us to the symbolism of money, or we will forget those conscious thoughts of that we all are parts of the whole, that there is no real physical ability to detach ourselves from one another. What others do has an effect on us and so too is the reverse true.
We are all in a sense part of a novel, and there are infinite plot lines, but there has always been a beginning, a middle and an end to every story, fleeting and momentary. We can from time to time create subplots, but eventually the outcomes are readily available, if we are ready to put down the book, and start living in the moment, rather than the reflective consciousness between the covers. Our demise comes from questioning our choices, rather than accepting the reward of moment to moment outcomes. It is better to give than to receive, to have loved and lost, than to never loved at all, to imitate rather than envy, those who don't learn from the mistakes of the past are doomed to repeat them, and other gifted euphemisms.
As a nation, and as a global community, our success is reflective of how we think of ourselves. As long as we have a short sided discontent with the outcomes, and a mob mentality based on shared sacrifice rather than on shared affluence of positive thought patterns then we can all live in the basking of our abundance of rich heritages, instead of miring ourselves in the sink hole of malaise, caustic rhetoric and commentary that dissipates the humanity we all share. Our eyes should not be wide shut, we should live with intuitive thoughts, and the impulse to open new doors when old ones shut, and if we are to doubt anything, it should be our limits, and we should always be more in than we'll ever be out.....Existential Meanderings Rendered by Yours Truly
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