the people appear to be focused on conflict. i read the other day that humans are the first “indoor species.”
That sounds terrible, synonymous with anguish or despair. I love the wild. I am wild.
Can we play outside? Is recess tertiary in a list of values and primary needs? Let me go.
FAQ: Let’s storyboard this out:
- The dog will kill the opossum, ferociously severing the artery of the neck of its prey.
- The fox, a scavenger, will then eat the opossum, or what’s left of it.
- The fox will defecate later, and plant seeds for a tree to grow.
- A forest begins again, thanks to fecal matter. This is evolution. The dog remains wild.
We’ve become all fight or flight but it’s still matter over mind, sorry Einstein. Google how come people are disingenuous, and ~sigh~
c’est la vie.
Consumption of information is problem focused. #statement
Okay, but::: why would bad news get more attention than good news? This directly defies the teachings of Jesus in the Bible. People thrive with good news.
I know we’ll die and it’s absolutely fine, who did good shit today?
I was listening to a Pete Seeger song, and support his vision. Do you hear what I hear?
“There’s another kind of American music I think is so great that it must be able to cross any boundary. I wasn’t born to this kind of music – but I fell in love with it, & I try my best to sing it – even though I know I don’t sing it exactly right. These are the negro gospel songs and spirituals that have that wonderful solid beat.
Some of them are very old. Sometimes I feel like a motherless child. Motherless children have a hard time in this world. …
Oh what a beautiful city…
Nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen …
Maybe this song which could be a theme for the whole world…
I’m gunna lay down my sword and shield/ Down by the riverside & study war no more…
You know this song is only half the song, if you’re just singing the melody?
Some folk traditions in the world, you’re not supposed to sing harmony. These old Irish, and songs, you know, they’re just melody alone… you don’t wanna mess it up with a lotta harmony…
But this particular kind of song you need the harmony. & no two people need to sing the exact same notes. It’s just like a dixie land jazz band/ everybody’s weaving in and out and goin under and which every which every which-a-way…
“if you hear too many people singing low, you sing high. if there’s too many on top, you crawl on the bottom. Don’t forget the melody.“
…so here we are. i’d love to hear high tenors. Too much bass in our country, on this earth. Our world is not merely steel and machines. It is composed of many beautiful sounds: ocean, forest, wind, growth, nails, hammers…
We can’t sing along if we ain’t got our own song.
So let’s think rather than critique.
The mirror was only invented in 1835. #reflection
I’m into introspection. Fuck reflection.
“this above all: to thine own self be true.” -William Shakespeare, Hamlet, 1603 a.d.
my hypothesis is this: we are fools of our tools.
(This title is past tense for los estados unidos, est. 1776-ish…)