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Tuesday, June 28, 2005

The right wing's utopia sits atop a mountain of skulls. 

When the Nazis exterminated their fellow human beings, they believed that they were doing difficult but necessary work that future generations would praise them for. Like the Nazis, the right wing sociopaths riding this country believe that after a few years of torturing, killing, and showing the world who's boss, everything will turn out peachy and wonderful and future generations will love them for their "steely resolve" or some such vainglorious nonsense.

Iraq is where they're making their stand. 

The radically regressive right wing merchants of "World War 4," that is. Nice try, but no "greatest generation" accolades for them. As if...

Monday, June 27, 2005

Because they're morbidly wrongheaded. 

Why does the Bush administration insist on "staying the course" in Iraq?

It's simple: the radical rightists are not finished committing the crime. And even though they've made a bloody mess of it so far, they're betting that they can still get what they went for and get away with it.

They're not about to throw their golden opportunity away. Their road to perdition was too expensive to construct, including half a century of preparation.

Besides, if they leave now, they won't be able to hide the magnitude of the crime anymore. Not to mention the fact that it will finally, once and for all, put to rest the ludicrous fantasy that Republicans have a clue.

They'll never get another chance to fuck things up in such a big way.

Friday, June 24, 2005

Growing Flowers 

A couple of years ago, I discovered something extraordinary that I've been testing gently ever since. Allow me to tell you a little about it with the hope of caressing the appropriate nerve in you.

There's a force that is available to people who are allied with life. The thing is, it only works according to certain rules. I know that most of us are capable of tapping into this force to varying degrees. It's something that humanity has been aware of for thousands of years, but accounts come mostly from the realms of mythology and art. That's understandable considering the nature of the experience. I mean, how does one talk about something that is so immeasurable and sublime?

Every person is a potential catalyst. By that I mean that we're all potential agents of change. We each have the ability to consciously affect the quality of reality. It's something that a lot of people do semi-consciously, but the trick is to open the eyes as much as possible and for as long as possible. That's the first rule: it only works as long as one is paying attention.

The second rule is that it has to be guided by love. Without love, one will fail.

Rule number three is to remove oneself from the result. It's not for one's sake that this force is used.

Do you recognize what it is that I'm talking about now? You do? Good. It's real; try it. See how conscious you can become of how you affect the quality of reality. Then do your best to refine the situation until you're surrounded by conscious happy people. Touch each person according to his or her needs.

If you pay close attention, you'll find all the courage and strength you need.

Wednesday, June 22, 2005

On this travesty of leadership... 

They don't know how to get their way without lying and cheating because they're convinced that they wouldn't get anywhere if people knew the truth. Why else would they be so dishonest? For the hell of it?

They don't know how to get their way while letting others have theirs because they don't believe in compromising, cooperating, or sharing.

Tuesday, June 21, 2005

Right and Wrong 

The Bush administration isn't interested in doing the right thing. It's only concerned with the Right thing, even if it poisons us all.

Just when this country desperately needs competent leaders, it gets a conspiracy of malicious scumbags instead. The timing is remarkable and the prescription couldn't be more toxic.

If they weren't so dangerous, their surreal charade would be humorous. It's like a grand burlesque with neofascists in "freedom" drag - out to conquer the world one dunderheaded fuck-up at a time... you know the story.

Anyway, I'm left wondering what it is that makes some people so unbelievably wrong. Imagine having the responsibility to lead the free world in a time of crisis. Would you do the wrong things on purpose, expecting to get the right results? Would you turn such an awesome responsibility into an ideologically driven crime spree? Would you shit on everything decent like these ass-clowns are doing?

I guess some people just don't get it. They can't do things the right way because they don't know how or why. They don't know how to unite and inspire people because their understanding of humanity is as superficial as their "vision thing." They don't know how to earn the affection of the public because they don't like people. They're unaware of what it is they need to do because they don't understand where we've been. They don't understand the problems we face because the only problem they're interested in is the one that prevents them from having more power.

Just when we need real leaders...

Sunday, June 19, 2005

Something Personal 

I started painting again after a break that ended up lasting 10 years. They say absence makes the heart grow fonder, and this time at least, I can vouch for the saying's accuracy. It feels like I'm rediscovering a best friend from childhood. A few days ago, I remembered why I wanted to be a painter in the first place.

Painting after such a long break was a little awkward at first; starting over usually is. But it didn't take long for me to get back my mojo. When I was a senior in college, one of my favorite painters asked me what I wanted to do with my life. I said I wanted to be a great painter, and he told me that I was already a great painter. Even though his words are worth more to me than the degree I received a few months later, I wasn't certain that they were true.

I am now. I'm ripping a window through time and space and it's stunning rendered in gorgeous pigments.

For as long as I can remember I've had what for lack of a better word I'll call "visions." They manifest themselves as mental images that encapsulate feelings about people, places, things, and times. The visions come from a part of me that experiences time and space in quite a different way. The "vision mind" knows where it came from and where it's going, and it knows why. I've spent most of my life chasing after it and learning to interface with it. I've been conversing with it a lot lately, like when I was a young child.

I became an artist because of it. I felt that if I could learn its language, I would be able to rip a window through time and space.

When I was a child, I saw this bittersweet reunion.

Wednesday, June 15, 2005

Preemptive Personality Disorder 

Hitler had it; Bush has it; and so does every miserable fuckstick that strives to be first in line to demonstrate the depth of human depravity.

As many times as we allow it. 

The 20th century wasn't very kind to radical right wing ideologues. Among the many righteous indignities they suffered, the worst insult was being forced to join their mortal enemies - the "commies" and socialists - in the annihilation of the Reich wing dream.

They've been intent on revenge ever since. They say that they want the 21st century to be the American century. What they really mean is that they want it to be their century.

They don't understand that despite their most expensive efforts, the future won't be kind to them either. Four years down and it's obvious that they have nothing new to offer humanity. One of these days, people are going to stop falling for the right wing lie.

In a way, politics is a contest over stupid people: liberals win by educating and empowering them; the Right wins by making sure they stay stupid.

How many more times will the Right be able to repackage and sell the same old festering shit?

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