Mirages of Wisdom 0012 (My Thoughts Inexactly) [unedited, quick publish]

If I went to hell with you they would have to change the name.

There were certain indigenous that had children that had children that had children… that had children, that had a child named Cristòffa Columbus.

Don’t start your count from when you started counting. But so too only count the active, ignore the self-ignoring ancient.

Not allowed is not allowed! (Say it, Say it, Say it LOUD) #ChantingCarlessKarlos

There’s no place like tribe. And for most of us we’ve been homeless for several millennia.

To be a human is to be with other humans.

Allow for a healthy dose of mystery in your life or allow for a ceaseless misery.

Wisdom isn’t usually formally communicable, it is discernible. Listen more to what the wise do, rather than what they say.

A nomad is not supposed to travel from person to person to person to constitute the tribe. The tribe is supposed to move together from place to place to place. They should be the norm, not the place(s). People need to lean on each other not cold ground. The cold ground is for individuals as they end. An end for individuals not an end for individual. In and off itself.

An individual is a disease in the context of the human. An individual is a disease in the context of the human.

To sit and think about the problem is it’s amplification. Academization cannot solve what it has created. Movement solves everything. Go into the future by moving there. Let go and watch the boomerang return with tenfold the positivity as when you released it.

One year a revolution. One solstice two another.

I was not born with a tribe but will die with one… or die because of a lack of one. I make myself vulnerable to this chance and this is the only way I can leap forward.

When the light at the end goes out, all becomes a cave.

If you lose others and otherness along the way, the way necessarily becomes longer and more homogeneous. Ultimately the traveler is left in stagnant repetitive motion, and so is fascism born in the blur of the unchecked dromological, erasing forward.

The grass is greener on the side where there is grass.”

The idea of savagery was created by them—the savages who ravage with machines.

Prisoners? Slaves? It’s getting very blurred.

(As the future) So too can we only predict the past.

I trust the youth—they are unadulterated.

I don’t dysfunction because of me, I dysfunction because I lack you’s. What your lack subtracts from me and my potential.

Word is bondage.

Aphorisms for XR Movement

Keeping Extinction Rebellion From Going Extinct. A “future post”. Do you want to

4 groups-sprinters, unadulterated-youth, endurance runners, newbies. The first two I trust, the second two I do not.

Human civilization is a mass concentration camp to extinguish life on Earth—how else do you explain the human caused sixth mass extinction?

Our generation or no generation.

Santa will be out of a job—no children to hand toys to. #XRmas #WhyWeFight

If teachers really cared about the kids they would put all their fight into this Extinction struggle and not into their pensions. Teach Extinction now, or learn Extinction later.

They don’t want their kids exposed to sex, but they look the other way when they are exposed to the ultimate violence of extinction.

We are all schizophrenic—the problem is when you do not know your own voice from the fray.

When you find out that reality is real.

Shade into darkness.

And So I live…

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And So I Live: Surviving My Solstice Vision Quest ~ Aphorism(s)

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A few days before last year’s December Solstice—just preceding a flight to Cordoba,  Argentina—I had finished drafting My Thoughts Inexactly ~In Exactness~ S is for Solstice, and set it to publish on the December 21, 2017 solstice time of 11:27 EST (the time of the exact event being 13:27:50 in Chilean Time, where solar noon would be).

Realizing how dangerous my journey might be (and simultaneously not at all Realizing it), I included one of my boldest declarations in case I did not return, which prophetically had come to me in the waxing of the previous winter solstice on December 20th, 2016, with full blown solstice insomnia, whereby I declared “Be a Goddamning animal”. And in recognition of the insanity I was embarking upon, and that I knew I had to go and that I might very well die, I ended the series of aphorisms with acceptance: “And so I die…” It almost proved itself…

Por Que?

35298574_669097290103264_4160131831443750912_oMy mission (several months later described to me by an elder as my “Vision Quest”) was to get to the inflection subsolar point on the Tropic Of Capricorn where it was solar noon at the moment of the solstice. This is only one of two zenith points every year that the sun does not cross, but rather kisses; the other zenith being somewhere on the Tropic Of Cancer. The years that it falls on land in the southern hemisphere is a stark minority, and
IMG_20181223_020232very rare to fall on Chile—one out of every 107 years on average—one of the narrowest countries in terms of ratio in the whole world; and not coincidentally (so I now believe most especially) the land of Pedro Pascal, the actor who brings to life my prominent fictional hero Oberyn Martell and whose shirt I wore at bottom layer for defiant strength on that fateful day.

Enter the Desierto

A few days later and several thousand miles, now in San Pedro de Atacama on the night of December 20th—after a mad scramble from Argentina up and over to the Atacama region of Chile and a long exhausting day trying to find a ride up the desert “ramp” plateau for the next morning and then a wandering altitude acclimation near 20171220_185221Volcán Licancabur—I found myself in my lodging for the night in great distress over my next day’s seemingly-impossible journey, and was acutely uneasy about leaving the ending aphorism “and so I die”. I decided to log in to Subverses and after some debate deleted the aphorism, knowing (and not knowing) that I had the choice whether or not to fate myself to death.

“Today Is Not The Day I Die”

The next day—the day I successfully avoided an Unexploded Ordnance left over  from Pinochet, the day I almost died from heat stroke, the day I almost died from lack of atmosphere and altitude sickness, the day I almost died from despair in the face of extreme concentrated solar energy, the day I almost died from 12 tornadoes, the night I almost died from exposure to extreme cold—I kept saying to myself “Today is not the day I die” (Oberyn’s last words to his paramour) and at night, OTHERS pitched in and started saying this for me, carrying and caring for me. The Universe conspired to keep me alive, and I affirmed to myself that I am just as important a part in determining the course of the Universe as any other.


*That day, one of the most common points of reference for me, was too look to my west and try and see volcán Láscar (pictured at top) and those in its chain, remembering the unique community I was a part of. These images are burned in to my mind.

**There is so much more to say and note, but this is not the place for it. This was merely a place for me to recall the un-fateful writings and epitaphs I tempted in the leading and following through with my vision quest.

Mirages of Wisdom 0011 (My Thoughts Inexactly)

Let your entire body be the pen with which your poetry is elaborated.

Thirty thousand days—what will you do?

My life revolves around the sun.

Strength is for the ready not the already.

It might seem a contradiction, but stagnancy cannot be maintained.

Sly under the radar.

Sun days are more important than Sundays.

In an age of absurd degrees of globalization, regionalism is revolutionary.

Magic comes from the wandering not the wand.

First time for everything or everything for the first time? Live in the always unknown and live always free.

They were here, and they sowed seeds; they did not sow immanent and imminent destruction.

Me falls apart sometimes and becomes us.

You don’t bring out the poet in me—you bring out the poetry that is you.

I would be happy to eat your dust but the whole world is paved. And I won’t be able to eat your dust when the whole world is soil. #permaculturesaveus

They escaped the violence against them to become the violence that is them.

Boom-bust is as false a rhythm to ascribe deterministically to economics as it is a necessary cycle of relationships that flourish and die in one season. The belief and acting on the belief that romantic relationships that cease then are fated to schism irretreivably is a grave deterrent to the people realizing the full potential of dynamic enduring relationships and seeking to grow them, without a necessary and expected catastrophe at the end.

Be a vector or be a victim. Running is the only way to keep standing. #nomadism

Jesus is a state not the state.

I get my indigenous skin from my mother, but I get my indigenous love from my father.

If you need their approval you do not need them.

If I was mayor of Rome the coliseum would be given to architects and artists to fuse a new creation. Ruins of ancient civilizations—unlike natural places—become our ruin if we leave them be merely in reverence and to fool ourselves that our own times are not special. The dead can roam in our vital spaces, but we cannot all the dead spaces to roam. The past is too often stuck in us…

The gap between life experiences and life experience.

The fist that travels far gains more momentum for the final swing. Go after your friend’s enemies and see that that they go after yours. To let our struggles be individualized is to ask the enemy to swing at us.

We should never allow a war of attrition to be imposed on us, nor should we ever impose a war of attrition on anyone else. That loss is greater than the sum of its gains. I would rather play soccer in no-man’s land.

You can’t avoid the shadowy elements of society by living in the shadows. You receive the worst they have to offer by enduring them to the denial of your own living.

Don’t make the mistake of confusing an understanding of the past with an understanding of the future.

Delaying justice in the world is a chief injustice against it.

Revolting is insane and choosing not to revolt is insane. There is no room left for sanity in the war against the world.

Not being asleep is how we will keep these dreams alive.

Saving the Earth is saving yourself just spelled differently.

Humans—the creators of tautologies that exclude the whole of everything including themselves.

Capitalism hasn’t destroyed people any less quickly than it has destroyed the land. Zombies are a state of mindlessness.

Humans are the deadliest disease this planet has ever seen.

Also, the map is not their territory.

Books are a product of the storage-minded people who started the choosing of property over people—and property over land. Humans have chosen property over land. A failed concept that will determine a failed species. We who see this must cry ever louder: ¡Tierra y Libertad!

They don’t make many like you, they don’t make any like you, they don’t make. You make. You make any. You make many. You make you.

And on the fourth solstice…

I’m an anarchist—rules are kindling for my fire.

Death is the release of force while dying is the capturing and stagnating of force. Language has obfuscated the unimaginable distance between these quite distinct Two—a cage, and then it’s utter destruction, posed next to each other as if they were in league. Death doesn’t need to end in rubble if the living choose not to build walls to begin with.

Life and death are not subject to normalization whereas dying is. We can choose to wax and wane as the moon or burn hotter yet hotter as the sun.

If you keep finding yourself lost over and over again, try looking under.

Revolutionary things have a way of coming full circle. The orbit returns to be around vitality in place of falsifying structures as it is in times of decadence.

Proverbs that keep you in place are better described as pro-nouns. The literate lords pushing them on the illiterate peasants. Now the literate peasants force-feeding themselves.

Possessions are the lost grasp of relations.

Technology is the sucking of functions out of our bodies and transferring it into metallics.

It’s not alienation it’s alien individualization.

I am quite loud you just don’t have the ears for it. And therefore I am quiet loud.

If it’s in your grasp, release it.

What Memes May Come

MEME
extinction will bring you death
(picture of the dead bodies laying on ground with backdrop of a future dystopian war)
for the rest of your life

MEME
La Verdad
(Picture of Women Marching)
Because the truth is feminine

MEME
Sometimes the right (answer) choice
(Pic of standardized test ripped up)
Isn’t the written choice

MEME
we can’t hand the planet over to corporations
(Picture of #citizensunited “corporations aren’t people”)
besides, they don’t have any

MEME
Desertification…
(pic of human-made desert)
INACTION

MEME
The US Senate (sporting event style looking)
(pic of all the seats inside the senate, or house of reps version of meme) (alternate: I could name you 538 corporations that are represented at the federal government before you could tell me 538 representative names)
All Seats Are Sold Out

MEME
work’s no fun and going to destroy us
(Pic of rush hour #leavetheratracerejointhehumanrace)
So why the rush?

… and about 240 more memes…

Previous Aphorism Posts:

My Thoughts Inexactly (Primero)
Lternate Lphabet Lliteration Lterity
L is for Lamenting
Z is for Zeroing & 2018 Remix
G is for Gathering
E is for Escalating
W is for Willing
W is for Willing (ov)
V is for Vanquishing
J is for Jousting
M is for Masquerading
Q is for Quelling
R is for Resisting
R is for Recurring
F is For
F is for Facing
F is Forcing (ov)
N is for Nothing
N is for No things
N Other Lphabet: A pequeño LteratioÑ
Y is for Yearning
Y is for Youthanizing
An Asymmetry
A is Against
T is for Titrating
B is for Breathing
H is for Harking
X is for Xotic
D is for Deepending
U is for Upending
P is for Propagating
K is for Not Knowing
O is for Overlooking
Solstice
Z is for Zeroing (2018 Remix)
I is for Initiating
Ñ is for Ñthing Ñew
C is for Collapsing
Wisdom and Mirages 0001
Mirages of Wisdom 0002
Mirages Of Wisdom 0003
Mirages of Wisdom 0010

Mirages of Wisdom 0010

You will ever get an opportunity unlike this until you are no more. Whenever you are, wherever you are, right now is all that matters.

God is? God is? God is? Goddess.

I can feel your lack of feeling. You’re a beautifully painted wall that was primed in a coat of imperviousness.

Now this slavery is a choice and most everyone seems to be opting in.

Everything but the girl is a euphemism for nothingness.

My favorite selfie (image of Earth)

Walls of defense are walls of suffocation. Ours is a time where hiding is dying.

We are no longer humans because we are no longer.

The condition of intelligence in the age of accelerated stupidity; the condition of strength in the age of advanced weakness.

DisPlay your cards right.

Bite your tongue and you bite yourself.

Another world is only possible, this false world will die with or without us.

Some go to church, we go to churches.

Decar and decarcerate. The prison industrial complex. The punishment is the crime.

Do not let what got in the way be the explanation for the way you got.

Not risking failure is choosing failure.

None seem to be more dedicated to oppression than the oppressed.

If God’s creations are perfect, then you must be proof of the devil.

I got this shirt from a nudist colony.

Mirages Of Wisdom 0003

Extinction is our precluding not our concluding.

A shattered mirror can reflect light in unprecedented ways.

The fear of death kills you.

Too often we confuse our olders with our elders.

The clouds of heaven cast great shadows upon this Earth.

Over and under, because over and over is not working.

Phones are easy to program—humans are easier.

Only a diseased society would view the birth of a child as the end of the party and not its continuation.

Magic wears off because we don’t leave it naked.

You are always on the cusp of greatness because you are always on the edge of your real self. Just dive in.

Take the dive in to yourself because it’s difficult swimming on the rocky edge.

The punishment its the crime; the punishment is the crime.

We must wander or we will remain lost.

When life throws crazy shit at you, throw some crazier shit back.

Globalization or the Earth—you choose (which to care about).

Unfettered capitalists—not even fettered by capitalism.

Play your magic.

The very existence of mandatory schools for children is itself ageist segregation for the youngest people from actual connections to real power. Those with the most time left on this planet have the least say over how it is managed and run.

Mirages of Wisdom 0002

Magic wears off to those who overdress it.

Enslaved to remember while fire free to ember.

It’s the concrete not our neighbors that suffocate us.

Legacy is how the past comes to continuously oppress the present.

This for wayward.

If you try over and over you will keep failing, so try over and under.

Try under and over, because over and over is not working.

What we need are sprinters, for our race is almost at an end.

The completely oppressed do not feel alienation because they have had the ability to feel driven out of them.

We will catch up when we slow down.

You are the only one who uncrosses my mind.

Money has taken us all hostage, but the price for our ransom is extremely low. And we can afford to not pay.

If only traditions would remain in the confines of the casket.

If you are not there to whisper in my ear why I am alive, I need the music to shout in my ear why I need to survive.

It is more important to know that the government lies, than the government’s lies.

The Universe is impossible, and I love it here.

If your mouth can’t speak your stomach can’t swallow.

The path is clear—don’t clear a path.

The dig for reality is its burial. #fuckscience

The trippiest thing about reality is that it’s real.

Death ends life, but the fear of death ends living. Don’t let them hold that fear over you. Death is a wall you will come up against one day, but the fear of death is four walls that won’t let you escape alive.

When beauty dies, suicide becomes less of an option and more of a mandate.

 

 

We would see the destruction in our environment were it not for the destruction in our minds.

Political correctness and prison cells share more than just the same acronym.

When things are looking up, you don’t notice all the dead bodies sprawled on the ground.

All humans speak is gibberish and the only difference is we can understand some of it.

Silence says so much without the insult of words.

Speak the energy untold. Liberate the energy which haunts us, and in so doing find by that our own energy uncaged, for it was tied in that very fabric.

After the government kills me, then I will mistrust them. The ironic fist.

Globalization is the desiccating wind that dries us of our Humanity. If we don’t live locally we simply will not live. Don’t let the inertia of a few generations fool you that this shit will last.

The dehumanizer always begins with himself.

Math can go to hell, it’s our choice if we follow it there.

Any Revolution that happens in a city will only be a change of the Guard, not the needed change of the garden.

Long days and longer shadows.

I am always rising—a natural enemy to gravity.

 

It is the poet’s job to write the wrong words out of existence.

 

 

Magic comes from the wandering not from the wand.

It will also have to be revolutionary to the revolutionaries.

The wings of a bird are flipped when the flock flees from winter.

Master your freedom or you will remain your own slave. Breaking the chains of your mind will not be your splintering but your unification.

Force or source, such are your energy options.

If you find yourself in a life that is throwing your curve balls, remember that baseball is a stupid fucking sport that you don’t have to waste your time on anyways.