Living in a self directed perspective tends to lead us into taking situations and compressing the complexity of their circumstances into easy to digest stories. It comes to us very naturally as we cruise around on autopilot letting the automatic systems of our brain lead the way for much of our daily lives. Where this becomes an issue is whenever we assume things when relating to others, and then complicate matters more by having them do the same. You see, that perspective is unique to a single reality, and can’t really be transposed onto someone else’s. It’s just so fucking convenient for us to slap our sense of how something is or feels across another persons life, because that’s how we see it. It take painstaking focus and personal discipline to overcome this human trait. 


   “So, how do we move beyond our overly assumptive nature...?” 


This is where I’m at in this process, so take it for what it’s worth. Listen! We can’t gain another perspective without shutting down the one we have long enough to allow for different variations of something to be considered. This far more difficult than it sounds! Think of all the mediums for communication in today’s ever complex world. Each one must be adapted to in order to extract a reasonable viewpoint of another persons reality. Face to face gives one the best opportunity to really focus on what someone is trying to express, but not always available. Hearing their voice would be next in line, given the way our auditory system lends toward inflection during speech. Written correspondence becomes a bigger challenge, as it requires expressive capacity by the other person in order to instill enough details for detection of their perspective. 


  “Here’s the tricky part...the place we often highjack the story” 


Finding the patience to allow ourselves to consider what’s in front of us. Taking the time to digest and examine the content of another persons words as it relates to their feelings without making assumptions. Rapport is a delicate meshing of two or more perspectives, and must be nurtured and fostered with great care and attention to others emotional realms. The benefits are far more beneficial than any sense of being right can provide. This level of tolerance and acceptance of others perspectives is what the world needs more of. Defense and protection only breeds contempt, where love has no room to flourish. A life without all the love available isn’t the safe haven it’s portrayed to be. There is no limit to our capacity to love one another or care about one another in a deep and meaningful way. It simply takes practice and discipline to overcome our natural tendency to displace it with our over simplified assumptions...





“...how do you feel about squirrel and dumplings?” 


~Pat Sajak~


Contextually speaking, if we cherry pick our words to best suit their intended purpose, we can imply whatever the fuck we choose to.  



“...chicken shawarma deserves to be recognized”

Unsettled to the notion of sitting idly by, I dig for whatever exist within me, that I have yet to uncover. This replenishment program forces me to reach beyond today, while sifting through each moment as if it could become unexpectedly meaningful. The most gratifying aspect of any life is simply living it. There has to be a better future ahead, we already know this shit we’re doing now is not sustainable for another two hundred years. 


   “...My name is 'Roger the Shrubber”

 “...My name is 'Roger the Shrubber”

The Voice is on, and I find myself captivated by these stories within this process of the contest. There are people behind the lives displayed on the show. Swinging around your emotions the way they do, only to be rejected at some point. The essence of vulnerability.



  “...farm livin is the life for me” 

I had written this brilliant paragraph in this exact same space previously, only to have it come up missing from a shitty internet connection that didn’t actually save it before closing out the app.  



   “...hummus knows the way”

I’ve let this script run over its timeline, and now have several days worth of notations here. There’s no actual schedule for anything showing up here anyway. This has to ebb and flow with the proverbial tide. There are plenty of occasions where something swells up within, begging to be written down, and I look up to find I’m nowhere near any means of transcribing my thoughts. Such is life? 🙄 





   “...guest shots from friends river cruise”


Today is the first tornado weather of the year for our area. Natural forces can be incredibly powerful and devastating at times. Predictably unpredictable, these tightly wrapped extreme rotations of air masses drop down out of the clouds to wreak their havoc on the surrounding areas. 




   “...building responsible adults”


This post has become so random at this point, I couldn’t help but to throw that last one in there😎  

Life is busy in all the right ways. Allergies in full bloom with the arrival of spring foliage. The dogwood trees are finally bearing their flowers, and everything with leaves are transforming from their winter listlessness to the splendor of the green beauty we enjoy the majority of the year.  



   “...meatballs from heaven”



My goal for today (it’s already Saturday, I started this piece on Tuesday) is to shake off the physical/mental distractions stemming from my allergies and focus on focusing again. Awareness of all that you can keep a thoughtful eye on combined with distraction free focus on points of emphasis within your life. Floundering around absent of purposeful direction is not a good fit for me. Identification of the correlation between health, body, mind, and spirit leads me to want a better quality of daily existence. Overall quality of life is more tied to this daily experience than the peaks and valleys prevalent in the social fabric surrounding me today. Media from all sources, over expresses the extremities of life, thus giving many people the false sense that their life may be lacking somehow. Ignoring the urge to compare one life to another, or focusing too much attention toward what’s missing. Avoiding distractions from the beauty each and every moment offers. Accepting how life fits within our perceptions is the key. 





Seemingly everywhere you turn these days, there are encounters with people supposedly doing their jobs, yet the experience leaves you feeling like they simply didn't give a shit about fulfilling your expectations of them. These disenfranchised individuals lack enthusiasm for our perspectives of their worlds. It’s like sitting through someone else’s photo exhibit of their vacation, it lacks the emotional correlation for you, because you weren’t a part of that experience. Income inequality is a component of this separation on a societal level, but it doesn’t reverse itself whenever we trickle down minute particles of resources via government redistribution mechanisms. Building better understandings via supporting more even childhoods is a much better tool to enhance more lives, yet getting that message to tenor with more people is extremely challenging as well. Being a gossip driven species, homo sapiens lean more on hearsay than reality for support. We tend to address what strikes our emotional buttons with whatever makes us feel better, than doing the much harder work of digging through this cloak of bullshit for these particles of truth. Sprinkle a bit of ideology over all of this, and encouraging individuals to simply accept this assigned station of life replaces that hope I talked about previously. 


Humans are inherently emotionally lazy critters, whenever it comes to pushing outside of what’s comfortable for us. This is evident in the explosion of media/entertainment engagement over my lifetime.  Rather than spending time in introspective thoughts, we spend huge amounts of time in mind numbing watching of precisely choreographed make believe pseudo reality. Because it’s so compelling to us, we ultimately create huge pockets of wasted financial resources to support this lunacy, only to ponder the problems of why our society has real life inequalities. I’m not even suggesting that there’s not substantial benefit from what is truly art and the creative process here. There is a significant role for social benefit from how that molds the human experience. I’m merely suggesting on an individual basis, we shift our attitude towards personal growth by acknowledging the current status quo is a bit fucked up. It’s exactly what’s transpired in my life over the past fifty-five years. I don’t consider myself any kind of role model here, but if a guy from Arkansas without a string of college degrees can gain a better perspective than the one supported by the average person surrounding me. It makes me believe anyone with a thirst for more from life can attain similar results. For me it all started with someone encouraging me to have higher expectations for myself in whatever I do. Remember the disenfranchised person I described in the beginning of this writing, put yourself in their shoes, then instead of cowering to the expectations of those around you, start trying to exceed them. After a while, you begin to set that bar just beyond your accepted comfort zone, and the evolution has begun.