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Coffee Shop WTF Sitrep

Sitting at a coffee shop on Sunday is always sketchy. Sometimes its full of enriched minds and thoughtful souls enjoying life. Today the constituency is however not of this alignment. The suburbs come into town and invade the urban landscape with superficiality, sameness and ideals of ticky tacky pasted homes. They come into town and then bitch about how urban and how things aren’t like where they live out in the suburbs.

One corner is some poseur “transients”. They have a dog, that lives in the backyard of their suburban parents house. Their money, which they’re not spending at the establishment, is from their parents. They’re bitching about how they don’t have enough money, as they check their bank accounts with their iPhones and androids and continue to bitch how they can’t afford anything and it sucks that they can only loiter in the business. WTF?

Standard for the pacific northwest, the business owners are passive aggressive and say nothing. They only stare at them wishing they’d leave. Building up frustration that they’ll then bitch about when the “poseur transients” leave.

Meanwhile to the other side two couples sit and have a conversation about how it takes so much effort to get into a business to get brunch or coffee on Sunday. They complain about the dirty transients (that happen to be from the same area of the suburbs that they’re from – the irony). Then they bitch about the homeless (that are escaping the unforgiving, hypocritical and punishing work environments of rural and suburban landscapes were work isn’t readily available).

Alas, thanks for coming into town and at least spending money in real local businesses instead of the chains gang shops where you guys live. But seriously, STFU about how hard the urban landscape is for you. Stop yammering about the poseur transients, they mooching but it’s more your lifestyle fault than anything to do with the urban landscape. We that live here are not going to build you more parking lots, help you drive your cars or hand hold you through the complexities and wondrous creativity and art that is available in the city. Slow down, think about what you’re doing, don’t get stuck in auto-dependency and you may start to realize how valuable, enriching, and wealthy (not just in the monetary sense) the rewards are from enjoying the city.

So seriously my fellow American Citizens that have no clue about this mysterious urban landscape, I’m glad you’ve come into the city to expand your minds. But try to learn a little and be a little more original before you come invading the city and bitching about everything here.

In the end. Enjoy. I’m off to ride my bike and live the artsy enriching urban life. Cheers.

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The “RISK” of Terrorism

Nice Statistics

Nice Statistics

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Flying…

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…words fail, beautiful.

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A While…

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about a lot of the core ideals I’ve lived by over the years. What do I still find core to my very being, which ones have a lapsed, which ones have I stood by and which are destroyed? Have I lived well, have I fallen down on what I’ve wanted or what I wanted to be for myself? Am I a good example of my ideals that I hold dear, or simply a shadow or impostor to what ideal I hold as a goal?

Overall I think I’ve done pretty well for myself. I think I have held true to most of my ideals, my idealisms, and haven’t fallen down on the important things. I’ve made mistakes, I have shattered lives and built people up. I’ve slipped up for people important to me and in turn have helped people I know little of.

So I’ve accomplished these things. I’ve held to my ideals, at least the important ones. But where does that leave me? What do I want now? I’ve surpassed every 5 year plan I’ve laid out for myself. I’ve beaten the odds and the damned statistics. I’ve survived absolutely insane adventures and been through mental anguish that would make many break as human beings. So what do I want now? What should I acheive now? Do I keep fighting the world without following the rules? Why should I? What’s the point really? Maybe I should just lie low and live for a while or has that been what I’ve done for the last 5+ years? I’ve got a new path in front of myself, but I’m honestly not sure which way I’m heading at the moment. Life is good, love is good, and my adventures continue to entertain me and provide me things that make me happy. But I’ve no idea what else I want in life, I’m happy.

Well, enough waxing on about directions and failures and accomplishments, I’m down for some shut eye.

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Things to Remember, Every Day…

Steve Jobs On Mortality And Decisions

“Remembering that I’ll be dead soon is the most important tool that I’ve ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything—all external expectations all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure—these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart…For the past 33 years I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: “If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?” And whenever the answer has been “No” too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.”

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Pizza

“Pizza is a lot like sex. When it’s good, it’s really good. When it’s bad, it’s still pretty good.”

 

That is all…

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Revolution

It seems on the tip of every inch of the Middle East.  Yet it has to be fought for even in supposedly free lands.  The lyrics to this, simple, yet they struck a thought or three.

Revolution by Arch Enemy

Since the day that you were born the wheels are in motion
Turning ever faster – Play your part in the big machine
The stage is set, the road is chosen
Your fate preordained
We are watching you – every step of the way

Never too late to stand your ground – Revolution begins
In you – In me – Revolution!

Once lost – lost in their game
Mental chains breaking now
Set yourself free
Who are they to tell you what to do?
The stage is not set, the road is not chosen
Your fate not preordained
They are losing control – every step of your way

Never too late to stand your ground – Revolution begins
In you – In me – Revolution!

Lead – Michael Amott

Harmony – Michael & Christopher Amott

Never too late to stand your ground – Revolution begins
In you – In me – This is revolution!

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The Solutions Are Easy

I’ve really got no fix here.

I watch the traffic lined up after a concert.  Humanity has more than a few solutions to traffic problems, but we insist on consuming 25+ square feet each and making traffic jams.  Screw the solutions, we’ll be idiots instead.

I’ve seen someone mainline heroin and OD, only to know they lay dead a short time later.  There’s a solution for that too.  It starts well before the simple idea of don’t do drugs and strangely it has nothing to do with drugs.  Again, humanity throws band aids at the severe laceration when the solution is right before our eyes.  Again, humanity chooses to move forward in ignorance, using excuses like the “drug war”.

We’ve seen poverty of untold degrees right amidst our civil and developed nations.  Just take the Mississippi Delta as an example.  We have untold number of solutions to this problem, yet we can’t seem to truly implement any of them.  Again, refusal to deal with the root of the problem persists the problem itself, often in even more intense ways.

Starvation, a problem that again, so many solutions exist.  But the root isn’t resolved, instead we throw a few fish here or there, but heaven forbid we teach anyone to actually fish.

All these metaphors.  But if I actually stated easy solutions to these problems, people would just argue endlessly about their validity.  As is reality.

Oh well.  Cheers.

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Bus Riding Girl

Beauty sits across from me endeavored to watch the world.
I see the mind through the eyes as life is watched.
Wondering what thoughts are crossing through unfurled.
She watches the sky sitting with words now researched.
It is across the calmness she strikes reading away.
Her flowing hair caressing her leather warmed profile.
Staying atune in observation and reservation today.
She partakes upon a relaxed sip, innocent in an unworn smile.

I wrote this a few years ago, almost poetically. Figured I’d post it.

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