“It’s/Just”

...how often do we use this phrase to justify our situation?  Diminishing the significance of something to avoid the emotional conflict it creates is...well, cowardice at face value. Self proclaimed to be a person of principle and upstanding to ones beliefs and values is deteriorated to a certain extent every time we make these exceptions though. Yet,  taking this to the other extreme is toxic in and of itself in that we wrap boundaries around our capacity to grow. All of this points to a much deeper truth, we are all prisoners to our impulses. Ignore them, and they haunt you with their subconscious craving. Give them the reigns, and you stir your life into a constant state of turmoil. Balancing between the two is the never ending story of being a modern day human being. I’m no different than everyone else when it comes to this struggle. The tiny bit of guilt following this impulse subservience isn’t enough to keep us awake at night, but cumulatively they do wear down our decision making skills to the point where we overlook the real trade offs we are addressing. Just as when dealing with others, a series of false truths can quickly become an avalanche of denial. This is precisely why values and beliefs anchor our perceptions. 

 

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  “...$20 Burger😳” 

 Now, let’s take a look at the landscape of humanity around us today. Values and principles are terms shoveled around by those with enough abundance to stave off worry of survival. The majority of the humans living on earth at this very moment compromise honor for need pretty regularly. It’s not a terrible thing in reality, but a necessary moral dilemma in fact. I would venture to say, that those same people are only called to weigh their options a small percentage of the time. The large majority of the decisions facing them can be evaluated absent of the emotional conflict. The point I’m driving here is this, building your life around social norms as though they are absolutes is short sighted to the spectrum of the big picture. Rules provide texture to our expectations for others. “If everyone does what they’re supposed to do, order is served up” Let you in on a secret...that shit is naive as fuck! How much emphasis we place on something definitely drives its context in our lives. Because something is valuable to us doesn’t make it a treasure. 

 

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  “...add artichokes & jalapeño’s” 

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Once again, life is all about getting over something. Yourself mostly, but we only have so many moments to work through. Defining the intensity of each and every aspect of a life is way too much deliberation to choke down. I’m not condoning just ignoring everything either. I’m saying build your morals around honesty with yourself first and foremost. Shrinking the gap between the accountability you hold yourself to versus the standards you hold others to. I believe it’s vital to accepting others with any true meaning. The difference in existing and thriving. One can only truly know their perspective, and applying that to anyone else is ridiculous at best. Just as assuming the series of little lies we stuff down our own faces to avoid being honest with ourselves does not convey to doing likewise to others, especially if we care about them. Here in this detail we can grasp the magnitude of how this cycle works. “Not such a big deal to me, must not be a big deal to so in so” That’s the amplifier that launches the dicey ride, and the slippery slope is a long ass horrible time. Whatever the specific circumstances are the golden rule is always applicable. 

 

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  “...😎” 

   #imagine

 

 

“Sucked/uP”

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  “...essence of the fifty years this pecan wood gave to becoming the presence of this gathering with the swine” 

 

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   “...the realization of the blended stories of two powerful forces”

 

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   “...the land yields the substance for life”

 

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  “...the sky is smiling”

 

 

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   “...no words necessary”

 

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   “...go Cub’s????😳”

 

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   “...layered to perfection, the stratus of goodness wales down upon the spirit for the flavors of our memories”

 

 

  #gravy train 

"Crap/Shoot"

Ever think about why numbing the mind is so popular? Life is so fucking everything except easy, that we are consumed in subjugating its presence with a more appealing alternative to the reality we have to face. This has been building from the dawn of the written word, and the stories that lead to the advent of concepts such as religion. We are drawn to the type of fantasy that relieves the anxiety of the finality of life, and the unknown of anything beyond death. Every layer of technological advancement, jacks the boundaries for our capacity to create this fantasy alternative. Today, the ability to create content is exponential to just a half a century ago. Smartphones possess the ability to produce, edit, and distribute feature length and quality shows. The youth of the modern world spend countless hours, starting at insanely early ages, engaged in the art of distraction. What happens to the state of the future self, if so much is available to ignore the calling from within? Will we just pretend to live underneath this shell of a reality, painted with the imaginary details of a relevant distraction...

What is falling to the way side in all of this is the relative social concept of how we became the dominant species of this planet. Our ability to communicate face to face in small communal groups, linked to one another by social strands into cities and regions. Not the isolationist shitstorm sweeping across the alt-right, but the anthropological connections forming us into bands of 125 or so members. This social capacity of our ancestors, propelled us out of the forrest and into the city. Maybe all of this is simply the evolution of our kind into the next development of this social trajectory. I totally get the convenience of the long distance access to the instant thoughts of others around the planet, hell most of those reading this are folks from all over, that I have no personal connection to. Yet, I don't circumvent the actual face to face relationships of my local friends with this platform of communication. There's an evolutionary purpose behind the 42 facial muscles and their ability to convey our thoughts and intentions. 

Oh, by the way, tomorrow is Valentine's Day...