Posturing performance personas and Earnest au naturel personas

 For all the avatars and emojis we choose, the same occurs in our pedestrian street existence. We use our most mundane secular image or the wildest surreal image to represent the mood/soul of our persona. I have used

This one, taken in front of the White House fence barrier, was a 'Ta-duh!! Behold the man' introduction of the anonymous one from the western prairies coming to see "the magnificence" which dominates our existence. As the clothes show, there's no pretension.

This one here, one might consider a pretension of me being some learned pedagogue. In fact it is me showing the futility of higher knowledge using a surrogate symbol as the all-rectifying variable 'leap of logic' that gives the inscrutable process to resolving the problem. 

 

This next image of 'The Four Horseman is more abstract presentation representing my attitude of a prophet foretelling the future.It would be a more verbal performance for which the 'future' is the sole validating manifestation

 

This, as my subjective opinion of my operative performance, could be affirmed by objective consensus of others of my actions and expressions.

The symbol of 'Marie of the French Revolution' is similar to the icon image of 'the Show-off'. Again, thee performance is the judgement of my congruence with the ethos that this image projects

                              

 

                                           

The imageof Skaka is another 'attitude projection' tha would need to be affirmed by congruent actions that would bring King Shaka to mind.

This one is my presentation of my projection of myself, starting with my humanity and then radiating out as the monastic monk-sublime character of shaman. 

All those abstract presentations are fine and temporally consistent with the conventional and extremes manifestations. As current events have demonstrated, what you think you are and aspire to in your own mind and its motivations is secondary to what you actually perform. 

Abstractions are good for rhetoric driven values. When the rhetoric of words are seen as just props, then consistent and congruent acts declare validity and credibility. All the homilies and platitudes do not give validity or credibility, no matter what concurrent rhetoric exists as validation.

As an aside, the posturing of the Western Alliance-NATO to Putin reminds me of the Western Roman Empire to the Huns and Goths from the eastern steppes, and later, 800 years later, how Europe fecklessly responded to the Mongols. The affected actions driven by obstractions, aka faux-theatrics performance for others, behaviors that the nuances of "sophistication" enable such behaviors that people of serious gravitas sneer at with disdain at such dilettante affectations. They are taken with little seriousness.

'THE WORD' -The New Testament for Empaths-

 

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'THE WORD'

-The New Testament for Empaths-

       

Now those with insight will know why Jesus and 

the Christmas narrative have been so enduring 

over the ages.  In times of so great greed, amorality, 

corruption, and callousness in the pursuit of 

naked power; so great that people were abandoned 

to seek shelter in competition with their kindred 

beasts of toil, a promised hope entered the world. 

And just on the rumor of that presence's meaning, 

the genesis of a new testament of #Liberation 

replaced the default acceptance of 

‘things-as-they-are’ for the 

‘THINGS-THAT-COULD/SHOULD-BE’.

Just as then, the callous depravity of those with 

the temporary stewardship of the Earth’s bounty 

has become so figuratively and literally grave that 

such an ethos has become a consensus, 

main-stream behavior to the great adversity to the 

have-nots of privilege and access.

Even in these adversely formidable conditions, 

the animistic spirit of physiological empathy is still 

an in-born characteristic which dwells in the breasts 

of those for whom the hardships of their common 

diversity is shared. In that sharing another ethos 

dialectic is inseminated and gestates. It is the practices 

of equity and cooperative existence. 

In that existence are the standards of decency, which 

have been sidelined by those of more selfish and 

depraved motives. Yet, that decency speaks to a state 

of felicitous and facilitating grace exhibited in the 

mutual caring for the other to affirm the mutual intents 

of that equity and grace. That grace has an overarching 

purpose of being the bulwark against the selfish 

depravities of the times.

That bulwark, personified in an individual presence 

and the articulated narrations of that presence, 

is the enduring and ever-renewing testament for our 

inbred physiology of empathetic solidarity for one 

another’s condition, as given by the paradigm of 

the advent of ‘The Nativity’.

Seeking another way - Classified Ad

Seeking another way -Moving beyond the provincial nest of thinking

Beyond the bubble of security of hierarchies

Very similar to the fattened beast being led to their slaughter, so are many of us with our delusional belief in being the dutiful and obedient institutional person who has material security as a substitute for their feral powers. We settle and accommodate ourselves to the point where we see it as the ONLY existential reality. So busy earning a living, that we end up just existing in a world of material and emotional escapist trappings which we consensually share with others who've sold their 'being' out to live in a paradigm of servitude of false promises.

In this bubble, you talk about all the little mundane and trivial happenings that you have elevated to drama, melodrama, and emotional mountains of importance, when all they are are but trivial mechanics of process that you've let get beyond your reach with the accommodation to being 'adaptive' to your being disempowered. You look at the ephemeral trinkets, bling, and other possesions of status, while all around you at the social and civic margins you see the wolves of this world devour those same type of beasts like you who were caught at the margins where predatory opportunist had their way with them. But it wasn't you. You emote some affected sympathy, but there's little you can do, because there's little you have been doing for decades to get out from that bubble that is your placenta for your delivery into that mythical retirement period of bliss.

Don't believe me. Just listen to the daily chatter that goes on as conversation as you hear the latest soap opera of low-drama and trivia raised to an existential crisis, not because it is so overwhelming, but because the people have resigned themselves to being so cognitively with their heads up their ass in denial of this day of reckoning as they put off any affirmative, beyond-the-bubble-disturbance to their relative, material and physical, 'comfort' zone so not to deal with the underlying condition that they've been so busy chasing material security and comfort, that they have degraded their ability to deal with adversity with their native talents beyond affected, social ritualistic, emoting.

Out in the hinterland weeds

Checking in to talk about two different but similar paradigms, and why I'm not a 'love forever' but a '10 minute passion guy' and why I have yet to have any allegiance beyond my ACTIVE DUTY military service to any institution-it's just a job for services rendered and the paycheck.

Back in the day...When I was under the enchantment of the romanticism's images and homilies that exploited my hormonal rushes, I was willing to sacrifice my soul to experience that which teasingly titillated my mind and body. After experiencing the mental gauntlet with their hoops and trip-wires that required me to put up with the emotional limitations of an otherwise iconic image, 'happily forever after' and 'to death do us part' were more illusion and a sentence, respectively, for me. It was better having a 'buddette' with whom I could have an altruistic collaboration on the mundane details and the occasional sublime moments, in appreciation for who she is, her aspirations, and her ethics, then sign my 'Self' to a blood contract giving absolute entitlement with a blood-letting for an escape clause. I was lucky that I didn't have to go through a blood-letting, but judging by some who have settled or resigned themselves to their 'partner' I'm sure the motto, "It's cheaper to keep her" is the ruling doctrine. And it definitely works both ways for you women (since very few of you could honestly admit to the false modesty description of 'ladies')who have lumps of aggravating lard occupying your couches in your living rooms. Just give me an iconic,few, passionate moments of mutual admiration and intent. If there are further planned or casual meets, then FINE. But I'm more gratified for the cognitive marker of emotional, visceral, and mental intensity and acuity that was brought to my consciousness then to continue to want or expect-beyond any procreative necessity, the 'mate with emotional baggage'.

Speaking of 'with emotional baggage', let me connect the institutional baggage many employers want you to swallow as your paradigm of being the team-player, careerist for them. Unless your self-employed and want to concur with a mea-culpa about this, I'm talking to you, Joe and Jane Shift-Salaryworker. Though I enlisted so not be drafted for whatever skill Uncle Sam wanted to place me, I found that the people I interacted with as an ACTIVE DUTY soldier and airman looked for each other's morale in our existential state of potential deployment into a conflict zone, then some of their civilian counterparts who have adopted the architecture of the military hierarchy but do not have the ethics of concern by the management who see leadership as a title than something that is earned by daily example setting. These institutions would steal your time, and even your life and limbs away in economic extortion for the privilege of being an at-will employee who could be fired or forced to retire early with your so-called vested benefit hanging in vulnerable non-reliance. FOR THISyou should hang on 15 to 20 years of your life when you KNOW before the first five that its no more than a paycheck, health bennies-as partial that they are, and some pension, with the caveat the company doesn't declare bankruptcy and goes through a restructuring that diminishes those hopes to the same level as Social Security. For all this material 'security' you sold your life away to the equivalent of a bad marriage with little fringe benefits! It's better to be a self-employed tradesman or artisan, if not for the tax laws that fleece you, who don't have a team of lawyers to find or lobby loop-holes for you at the state capitols or in the 'Beltway'. You might as well look at work as just a job where you can learn some skill and , if lucky enough, meet some people who are cognitively inspirational for your empowerment. Just like that iconic love-buddy of the moment, that job is for a season of intellectual and emotional seasoning for the next possibility, like than next iconic encounter, that comes along

Jail Break!! The irrepreesible spirit..

This is about a spiritual jail break from a cultural paradigm whose construct seeks to channel energy from the many to the few-be they temporal rulers or deities of devotion. My life has been the tale of a spirit that evolved by its self-realization as more than an earth-bound mortal identity. I would declare that by coincidental happenstance or by predestined commission "I" have incarnated into this world. My existence has been one of filtering and retaining the gems of insight on my and others beings having capabilities whose purpose goes beyond the one-and-done mortal life on this planet.

I like to speculate that an alien race implanted its gene code into the mammalian species, and particularly the primate family, on this out of the way solar system's planet in the back waters of this galaxy which itself is off the beaten path of this universe. I want to add to this whimsical thought by saying that the genes planted were of dangerous predators, as witnessed by the unbroken accounts of individual and mass mayhem over these many millennia of 'civilization'.

Reflecting back on my OWN history, I could testify that my gene line contains the outlaw seed of a spirit energy that needed restraint for as long as was HUMANLY possible. Anecdotal facts, such as being the spitting image and temperament of my grandfather who died several years before my birth, along with the personality of my parents, plus some cultural and social demographics around my development contribute to this fanciful thought.

I would say that fate placed me in constraining mental horizons of the times, but the times, itself, provided seeds of thought that sprouted into my intellectual and eventual emotional liberation. One reason I am obsessed with language, its symbolism and the derived metaphors is because they serve as pollinators for the subconscious to implant and provide new derivations of thought to be considered.

Those new derivations had their blossomings as I achieved more liberty for my own decisions and activity. My obedience to the 'house rules' of my parents were no longer in effect when I went off to college. My alma mater's reputation and the social circumstances surrounding my matriculation to that college provided another paradigm architecture of indoctrination for me to subordinate my intellect and emotions. As fate would have it, the cultural bias in the institution helped to create a situation in which I became disenchanted with 'the promise' of the school's paradigms. Having contact with others who concurrently or previously were transcending the institutional roles and image, as well as their personal background of being 'educated' at this institution, provided a wide open opportunity for me to exist as my own person.

In this new existence, there were still skeletons of paradigms past that kept me in intellectual and emotional chains. Events would occur with synchronistic serendipity that would enable me to discard those skeletons. By August 1970 I had implanted new seeds of thought, fertilized by some of the most potent mind-altering drugs, that 'the call to the imperative' was the born-again intellectual new birth and new emotional insemination for the jail-break from being a pack-dog to being the nomad of social solitude.

Only the military service and association over the next three decades kept a buoy line of restraint to my 'practical' possibilities. By the time my military service ended in 2005, the loyalty and devotion to family, social constraints, and cultural trends had ended. I had transcended social sentimentalism giving entitlements of status for past or current affections. I had overcome my own morose doubts about my efforts and purpose. I had broken out of the confinements of peoples' homogenized consensus thinking. I had only my regimen for the pursuit of those intangible forces that had kept me existentially lucky through my visitational experiences as the observer of poetic, if not divine, judgment being dealt out to those who honored the carnal indulgence of their egos over justice and truth, per se.

The latest 'break-out' was the release from the needs and fears for those things beyond the 'vital basics' for the body. Thereby freeing the attention and the attending focus from the distractions and the spectacles that pre-occupy the mind on the petty and the trivial glorifications of ego. Those 'glories' further detach and fragment the whole in the pursuit of the individual compensatory gratification from the ennui of no greater meaning to life than the hope of material security brings a stable emotional security.

I jumped that fence and am out in the anonymity of the non-person who can be the conduit of an energizing attitude of fierce, intensity of energy for the shared unity with the other unseen and unacknowledged intangibles that give meaning and focus to the moment. In doing so, no longer being subject to the limitations of worldly bias and confining presumption.

Cosmic consciaousness=the Sub-conscious??

Got this notion from four sources: Carl Jung, X-ray cosmology, mediums, my associative connections. Jung wrote about it. X-ray cosmology can see the after glow energy of the Big Bang. Mediums can pick up the vibes of past energies of people, and shit like this that comes from the diverse points of past engagements. See Carl Jung and his works in any reference material that tell about dreams and the subconscious. The photos of x-ray cosmology will remind you of the paranormal photos of ghosts. Mediums can speak to those who died or feel the activity that has occurred in a space. My memory seems to be an archive of data that is grouped or can be associated with similar or analogous forms.

This leads me to speculate that the multi-verse contains the thought energy of all entities from the latest incaranation of this multiverse. The thoughts hang out there. We need only be in the form-pattern of the thought for it to be snagged by our subconscious which is our amoebic extension of ourselves. It snags these thoughts as we focus on these family of thoughts or when a critical mass of accumulation of a family of thoughts has been accumulated over time.

If intense enough we radiate an attitude that transmits these thoughts. When picked up by another critical mass of similar or congruent 'thinkers' a transmission boost occurs and a cultural knowledge jump occurs.

What we consider GOD, divinity, and providence is the articulated energy having interlocuted and incarnated itself, by the aggregation or intensity energy of people participating in the different tools of 'knowledge'.