Life Unconscious

deprive a thought and you dull brilliance

neglect an idea and you strip inspiration

ignore intuition and you silence insight

discourage sensitivity and you repress empathy

do any of the above and you're missing out on life

One Man Band

I have become a one man band mastering a variety of sounds and a visual display of interesting perspective. Starting with my second chin that has arrived in splendor. It is a generous bulge that waddles and flaps it's on conversation, as I struggle to remain focused on what my first chin is trying to express. From whence it came I do not know but it's looking pretty comfortable in it's new home. Moving on to the arms that have birthed a new layer. When I walk, the necessary arm swing generates enough wind propulsion to kick start the windmills that are sprouting up all over. As they glide across my sides, a subtle sound can be heard that simulates a bow being slowly drawn across the strings of a base cello, not at all like the whistling my bulbous thighs enact when I walk but a more solid, deeper tone. My obliques have taken on the look of an accordion, folding and releasing as my weight shifts from one foot to the other, again, slight squishing sounds can be heard as the folds compress and open with each step. All of this is accompanied by the random snapping and popping of miscellaneous joints and bones, straining to transport the excess baggage that is my body. It's quite a sight to see and as alarming as a one man band. Should you hear any of the aforementioned sounds coming your way, step aside and enjoy the show, it's only around for a limited engagement.

Lighten Up

Dismiss that which hurts

and uncover that which lightens

Tone It Down

(click below for another MHS Jazz performance)
http://soundcloud.com/moepoe/05-track-5


Have you ever met that threshold, where," killing them with kindness", is beyond reach? You've just been pushed so far that even though you may "get more bees with honey", you just want to douse them with vinegar?

Well, I witness this frequently in my job, and it amazes me that people will behave the way they do with other adults.  The level of entitlement among the privileged is incomprehensible.  The lack of respect is deplorable and the careless disregard for humanity is despicable.  Who are these people that feel superior?  What makes them feel as though they can demand and receive?  Why are they allowed to behave as though they are the only ones that matter? Who gave them the speed pass, allowing them to circumvent their way around the masses, laughing as they do so?  What makes them so special, that every day is their day? They live their lives as though they are the customers and the rest of civilization is there to serve them.  Their favorite motto is "the customer is always right".   What numskull made up that rule?  Do they really feel so immensely superior that they must put others down, degrading them with every turn, doling out indignant attitude whenever they can't be bothered to listen and respect. 
That is really what it comes down to, respecting another person's voice, space, or presence.  We are all comprised of the same matter, but some of us have a bit more substance. The challenge is to remain calm and dignified in the midst of the rant, composing a concerted response to an unresponsive audience can be difficult.  The value is not in the volume, but more the quality of the tone.  Keep it level and the sound will deliver, blast it and you'll simply end up with a blown speaker.

 

Poppy Solution

As we went to leave, she refused to go, holding firm in her position. She sat on the bedroom floor, staunch and stoic, with her most sincere expression and her eyes spoke what her heart was feeling. At that point, it dawned on me, isn't it funny how a "place' can give us confidence and comfort, surreal happiness and warmth, even in the harshest of weather.  She was merely portraying what all of us were feeling;  This is the ideal setting, why must we leave what we love.  Even in the off season, this is a place of solitude and grounding.  A place where we feel safe and balanced, level and serene. 
It is a place I have known since my childhood, thus explaining my relationship with it's lure, but my children feel equally, strongly bonded to it's environs.  They too, are at peace when they are here and now, it is my dog who refuses to leave.  Is it possible for a place to hold captive, an entire population?  Can a location on a map be the answer to disorder and distress?  Can this settlement offer just that...settlement?  Is this the answer to a troubled mind.  Do both the established and struggling psyche's need this respite? 
It is an intangible, inexplicable feature that Popponesset delivers and only the truly receptive realize it's gift.  Beyond the ocean' s landscape and the Nantucket Sound's setting, is the placid paradise of Popponesset, a place of perfect appointment and ideal inspiration.                 

 As sure as the surf and as soft as the sand,

is a beach that cradles you in it's hands

it claims your worries and soothes your soul

and turns the tide with each waves roll

it gives you strength and resolution

it's Popponesset, a primal solution
As simple as that it offers a vision
with simple, enlightened, and basic precision

Slip Knot - Complexity

Complexity is just simplicity multiplied, stacked, entwined and embroiled. If you have the patience to examine it, you have the answer to it's confusion. Embedded within the mass is a very simple base, if you can avert the complete anxiety that is complexity, then you can unravel the knot of  it's existence, making it a pliable entity, willing to bend twist and tighten when necessary, yet also able to ease up and loosen to the demands of the present, relinquishing slack as needed.  Loose as a slip knot where flexibility is needed but as solid as a sailors' knot when the seas are high and the course is turbulent.

Limited Words

It is what we are willing to forgo, neglect, or ignore in order to satisfy others that gives us a real indication of what weighs heavy in our lives and as such, this will be my blog tonight.

Limited words and thoughts so that I can share and enjoy the living that is before me and not the computer that provokes me.