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Saturday, December 18, 2010

to the entities of 2111

it is 12/2010 [julian] and it is most certain that shit is on its way – in the vague assurance that we get that millenium [sp], you will find yourself in similar (though more evolved hehe) peril – all i can say is we dialogued about it a lot but their was this thing called the economy that beguiled us – we left so many behind to miss their opportunity of life abundant – oh we found out soon enough but by that time we were MIA – just masks and escapes and bitterness and whining – so we passed on all the best stuff tucked away and still sadly unresponsive to dna

still if you are in peril and would take guidance – adore your parents and your children – sin is an illusion – forgive and remember at their best, your enemies – and take the piss out of everything – and sing – hell yeah sing

posted by CatWhisperer at 2:11 am  

Thursday, December 16, 2010

[he|she|otherwise] did not know

He did not know – at 21, most don’t – so he let it be. Seasons? What are they anyway? A cold snap; winter approaches. The old know, but the young – those curious naysayers – persisting in rebellion, in experimentation, in evolving, in defying their fault-ridden mentors. He did not know that this bronzing sun would wane. He was the moment and he did not expect the change. And he was in no way prepared for illness.

He did not know that thirty years on, that itch in his lungs would still be coughing up advice.

Somewhere near Canberra. Some intersection – some traveller’s decision-point. It was dark, it was cold, it was real, it was wonderful. The damage began. Why had he sent the tent home? He had not had to use it for some time. So why carry it? Like any error of judgement, it made sense. He had not yet made sense of mistakes.

He was decades away from enjoying them.

[with apologies to politicus incorrectus - i mean how much shit can a pronoun cause?]

posted by CatWhisperer at 4:50 am  

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

if you want to make a difference

if you want to make a difference in life, the universe, everything…

  1. stop believing the economy is more important than the people
  2. realize the economy is the rich
  3. tax hike the rich
  4. stop selling out to your children
  5. stop trying to fix the cure, and fix the problem
  6. get off the greasy pole
  7. become downwardly-mobile
  8. see the beauty in the small
  9. comfort the poor
  10. find what matters to you
  11. throw your gadgets away
  12. have a happy childhood
  13. and stop whining
posted by CatWhisperer at 3:06 am  

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

we are more than *

we are more than just data we are motive
we are more than just weird we are clues
we are more than just order we are chaos
we are more than just despair we are the blues
we are more than just defined we are change
we are more than just legal we are true
we are more than just here we are moving
we are more than just ego we are you
we are more than just body we are soul
we are more than just here we rock and roll

posted by CatWhisperer at 12:46 am  

Saturday, December 4, 2010

some larry norman lyrics

Larry Norman is a little-known Christian poet, musical genius. While I don’t embrace his faith, I embrace his passion and consider him a most-significant influence in my approach to life.

Here are some of his lyrics for your consideration…

--

i don't believe in politics
while the masses stay unfed
til the leaders change priorities
and supply the poor with bread
don't believe in the revolution
or the empty words of peace
you can tear all of the governments down
you still won't find release 

--

as though youth were my invention
as though love lay undefined
to stay free was my intention
to stay young and unconfined
and so i held my pride above you
oh yes what a fool was i
holding back those words "i love you"
and letting out that word goodbye 

i was foolish in my younger days
to think they'd never end
life confused me with its changing ways
and i could not comprehend
all the meaning in those moments
now lost like footprints in the sand
and i'm standing here remembering
but it's so hard to understand 

now i'm sitting in this garden
in the middle of my days
and my memories drift and harden
as the years they slip away
and i've been looking in this mirror
at the age around my eyes
time is such an earnest laborer
precision is his neighbor
lay my body in the ground
but let my spirit touch the sky 

--

i've searched all around the world to find a grain of truth
i've opened the mouth of love and found a wisdom tooth 

--

i've always heard thou shalt not kill
what are we doing in vietnam?
why do we have the electic chair?
why did we build the neutron bam?
i dont believe in the moonshot
how many millions was that worth?
if you wanna show up the russians
then just feed all the poor on earth 

--

you are far across the ocean
in a  war that's not your own
and while you're winning theirs
you're gonna lose the one at home 

you say all men are equal all men are brothers
then why are the rich more equal than others
don't ask me for the answer i've only got one
that a man leaves his darkness
when he follows the son 

--

goliath had a sword, david had a stone
i have got the lord so i am not alone
if you knock me down brother
i will not fight you back
coz god loves all his children
red white yellow brown and black 

--

you think it's such a sad thing
when you see a fallen king
then you find out
they're only princes to begin with
and everybody has to choose
whether they will win or lose
follow god or sing the blues
and who they're gonna sin with
what a mess the world is in
i wonder who began it
don't ask me
i'm only visiting this planet 

--

you could be a brilliant surgeon
or a sweet young virgin
or a harlot out to sell
you could learn to play the blues
or be howard hughes
or the scarlet pimpernell
you could be a french provincial midwife
or go from door to door with a death-knife
but without love you ain't nothing... 

you could be a woman feeler
or a baby stealer
you could drink your life away
or you could be a holy prophet
get a blessing off it
or you could fast for fifty days
you could shake hands with the devil
or give your life to god on the level
but without love you ain't nothing... 

--

if we could live in shakespeare's day
i wonder who'd we'd see
if people then could live today
i wonder what we'd see

they'd probably stop a corner cop
and ask what the whole world's coming to
if people then could live today
i wonder what they'd do
yes i wonder what they'd do

would romeo and juliet
watch nelson eddy kiss jeanette?
would bacchus read police gazette?
and window peep at silhouette?
would ceasar pay to see the mets?
would icarus join the jet set?
would satan smoke menthol cigarettes?
would samson razor with gillettes?

would henry viii use etiquette
in a busy new york luncheonette?
would cleopatra die when when bit?
or save herself with a tourniquet?
would beethoven join a jazz quartet?
would ben hur drive a blue corvette?
would aristotle be an acid head?
would cain kill abel with a bayonet

nothing really changes
everything remains the same
we are what we are
till the day that we die

---

related links:
the words of larry norman
larry @ wikipedia
larrynorman.com

posted by CatWhisperer at 8:39 pm  

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

on all levels

we are the best our parents dna could produce – to be our best we must find the best in them – similarly our children are the best our dna could produce – you must remember both the best in your parents and your self if you are to have any hope of impacting on their journey to be their best – and vice versa – on all levels

posted by CatWhisperer at 3:38 am  

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