Music, words, and imagery. A truth seeking wanderer.
Ever since we’ve had psychoanalysis, psychotherapy, pharmaceuticals and grandiose illusions of purpose, meaning and happiness, we’ve had stigmatization and violent prejudice toward those who don’t sort nicely into categories of “normal” behavior. We’ve also dehumanized vast swathes of societies in favor of political, ideological, economical or dogmatic ignorance and stupidity.
There’s an element of our psychology that connects through all that we do, an integral, organic essence that carries forward — zigzagging as a dramatic line chart, dotted at significant events across the years of a lifetime. The y-axis, naturally, indicates emotional impact.
Every lifetime has its ups and downs, peaks and valleys, flurries of activity and depressions or lulls — and ultimately, its end. The same can be said for a forest, a tribe, state or nation; a civilization, a religion, or a species.
You can’t wait around to start living your best, most inspired life. Waiting to start exercising or cleaning your house regularly, flossing your teeth, getting that PhD, or putting away a percentage of your income for something, invariably defers other things that you won’t think are related to — or connected with — both your ordinary and ambitious goals.
It was about 2:00am on New Year’s Day. I’d been watching a few shows online while the clock had gently ticked past midnight, to silently ring in a new year. According to our current calendar system, it’s now 2020, which sounds futuristic, really. But, it’s here. I am still here. I wonder what for…
