My Thoughts Inexactly: I is for Initiating

For some it is not too late nor too early. For some it is right on time, and so comes their fear.

The oppressed have a hand in their own oppression, if not a fist.

You are the mirror I look in to where nothing is backwards.

All that time spent reflecting, and everything else appears backwards.

Scarcely can ever something inside a book prepare you for something outside of a book.

There are millions of fish in the sea, and to know the deepest ones is worth drowning in the darkness.

We are the disease that has many fingers but few eyes with which to see.

Most things are waiting for you to happen.

Globalization is the creation of distance where it previously did not exist. Waiting and impatience are a product of this new age of nearsightedness.

They are not aliens, they are earthlings we fail to connect to anymore.

If you are forced, you are not you.

When the world is unknown, the world will know peace. We must make the long journey back to localism.

To live in the shadows you must be kneeling under those who are lesser than you. For only lesser things absorb light without amplifying it.

Close family is a foreign concept.

Lay down the law and leave it to die.

Only the wise know to learn from the young.

Corporations flourish alongside corpses.

In the end we are all dead—but we are not stuck in the end. We are all placed in the middle, where we have much to do and even more not to do.

You only have to fear the spiders if you make yourself an insect.

If you really didn’t care you wouldn’t need to vocalize it.

Water your dreams, and you will find others searching for your fertility while you are awake. #wetdreams

Atención es intención.

We are not a terribly revolutionary people—all the more reason we are in terrible need of a revolution.

Hate cuts deep and love grows deep.

Your way of life is your children’s way of death.

Light is hidden by the brightness.

Our ways are more foreign to this planet than any so-named alien peoples could be.

Death is immortal. Near death and nearer to life.

It is the panopticon in reverse—all eyes on the one screen.

To follow orders in a wisdom-less age is not only bad faith, it is highly dangerous.

The weak prey on the weak, the strong need only pray. They need not pray, for it would just be an echo as gods dwell within them.

The deserts of their eyes resemble the deserts of their lands…


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

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My Thoughts Inexactly: Z is for Zeroing (2018 Remix)

It is not enough to only lose your own chains, for if your comrades don’t lose theirs you are sure to keep tripping over them.

The only thing worse than a single leader is a single enemy.

From hand in hand to device in hand. Alienation has become very human.

Maturity is reached when the desire to go back in time ceases. Maturity is not fixed nor one way, as made plain by the aged. We immature as often as we mature. Civilization tends to invert the direction of maturity—one of the great many inversions.

Money is how the past comes to control the present. Inheritance of such control is not a present, but a curse.

If you are only interested in maximizing your existence in this world, then you are fortunate for your interests match the reality.

Those who commit themselves to total war are usually the first casualty.

Doing nothing is death.

You will never be the same, as you never were the same.

Attention is intention.

We rise to the occasion, not because of what we are, but because of the occasion life is.

Better a mistake of words than a mistake of weapons.

The Universe is not built out of particles, it is built in to them.

The zeroth dimension endures all different spaces. It is everywhere without running through anything.

The universe speaks to itself–keep listening.

The olders are not our elders, they are our enemies. They didn’t plant seeds for us, they chose to plant concrete instead. Fuck them.

The disease that has many fingers but few eyes.

Man-aged or man-lived. We must choose wisely, for ourselves and for our future!

Polyamory, because then everybody’s doing it.

Instead of cars that drive themselves, what about people that walk themselves?

I’d prefer a forest to an aphorist, but since I am not even grown to the depth of a single tree, I must choose the latter to taste such heights.

Parts are important enough to stop regarding them as mere parts.

If it isn’t visceral enough it isn’t real enough. Too regularly the artificial layers acting as a protective glove will suffocate the naked hands of we the primary creators.

Tribes raise children, parents raise hell raisers. How to climb back up to Earth and its tribes?

An hour long lecture from the ocean has greater value than a two semester seminar at the likes of a Harvard or Cambridge.

You are the flower.

If you won’t be with the whole, you’ll be apart, leaving a hole behind.

It is not the problem of being too introverted or too extroverted—it is the sitting on the wall that we built between the two, stagnant and unmoved by either… diverted.

They ask me why I travel to places where I don’t know anyone, and I respond that it’s no different than here, for they don’t know me.

Writing feels terribly futile, probably because it is!

Civilization doesn’t provide us the luxury of time for rumination, it provides us a plethora of lonely spaces that we can only fill with melancholic rumination.

The one and lonly.


Original Version

https://subversesjournal.wordpress.com/2016/07/20/my-thoughts-inexactly-z-is-for-zeroing/

Solstice (my feelings in exactness)

Rise each day, for the sun is in you; sleep each night, for you are its dream.

When things are looking wrong, start looking Ra.

Worship the sun—worship that which worships you.

Don’t be a Goddamn animal, be a Goddamning one.

Solstice is the longest day of our year—it should be no surprise that it can sometimes emerge as the longest day of y-our life.

The omnipresent doesn’t need to be written about in a book or feared to be forgotten.

Most things are waiting for you to happen. There is only yourself in the way from being a prime mover.

What gives you fire will never burn you. Unless you get selfish.

There is no deeper a shadow than the one you cast upon yourself.

Ceilings and walls are a sin against the sun. Not wise to estrange a most steadfast friend. One that moves through the sky to keep our shadows off-balance.

Whatever shadows hide before and within all of us, every single one of us is a descendant of lovers.

The sun is giving the Earth 10 billion years; let’s not waste a single moment more!

Down here at the edge of the tropics, I can joyously make rhymes with Feyerabend and declare: a farewell to season!

Esoterical continental philosophers, you spelled it wrong—it’s called lterity.

Peace when faced with death, anger when faced with dying. This is a time for anger.

Previous Aphorism Posts:

My Thoughts Inexactly (Primero)
Lternate Lphabet Lliteration Lterity
L is for Lamenting
Z is for Zeroing
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

O is for Overlooking

A casket is the signature in gaudy cursive of a selfish life.

Civilization is the long slow war of attrition against ourselves.

A preoccupation with the future is always too early.

If you eat meat you kill an animal, if you eat pasta you kill yourself. Live in the tropics and be a frugivore.

Europeans have never learned to survive in the Americas, they’ve just been dying a slow 550-year death bringing down every other species possible in their descent.

You would have to be sliced so thin to be spread across the infinite; be thankful you are the complex wedded to mortality.

If love does not come naturally, it is not natural.

The oppressors speak lies to protect all they have stolen, the oppressed speak the truth because it’s all they have left.

We can’t use cannot.

Love is the only justice that prevents crimes from ever happening.

A spirituality and religion of this reality is so powerful that it doesn’t need to be translated into a book.

Delusions of grandeur make one stand out, but delusions of minimisation keep the rest of us sitting down. Herein sits our deepest problem.

There doesn’t need to be a puppeteer for capitalism to make a puppet out of you.

If this war is far from over, then humans are not far from over.

If you let the government lead the way you won’t like the destination.

It doesn’t have to be a sinking ship—there are plenty of floating graveyards that nobody realized they should have left until the waves of karma had drowned them.

As I spiral in to existence, presented as I am becoming, death no nearer than the ends of the Universe. Past and future be damned and alienated to keep to themselves, for I am now here to hold and let go the gift of my life.

Maybe the carrot stick sweetens as you chase after it, but you begin to rot along with the countless other things you unwittingly trample as you accelerate your hunger.

I’m here to live and die, I’m not here for the elongated dying part. Civilization can keep that to itself.

Resist the temptation to articulate the brilliance of hell, for the shards you usher in to existence in so doing cut away your essence.

We don’t call the most inimical, insidious, long standing forces that govern every little thing about us, right down to the words we think and clutter our thoughts as language, government—we call them tradition. Traditions are the power we let the dead have over us, because we are too unaware to shake off the skeleton. The dead governing the living sounds like a horror movie, and yet this one that is our reality we can too turn off. Many focus on what living humans do to govern us, to the great loss of insight and imagination of the true liberation from governance of tradition. We mistake the skeletons grip for comfort and reassurance.

Grow up and build some deep roots in the places that are friendly, for that is what roots do.

Making it up as you go along… is called being human. Plan ahead… is called psychotic, or worse yet, extinction.

A leader has and only needs herself as a follower, whereas a dictator

Are you karma? Cuz you are a bitch.

Life—keep it complex. (and don’t simplify it with complications)

Your existence will never be articulated. Your suffering will never be understood by others in a recognizable manner produced by civilization. There are way too many victims standing in line to have their suffering spoken to, but of course the waiting is only adding to their cumulative victimage, this time by themselves. The real solution is not to be preoccupied with being heard and with the recognition of others that you barely know—success in this regard is limited and blinds the world to other injustices. The real revenge is to not seek any but to be free of the past and not honor the grave weaknesses of our many ancestors that sought to be ensconced in our present world through deadly and enervating traditions. Seeking to be a known victim is overlooking your self-victimization.

Previous Aphorism Posts:

My Thoughts Inexactly (Primero)
Lternate Lphabet Lliteration
L is for Lamenting
Z is for Zeroing
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

K is for Not Knowing (my thoughts inexactly)

It is the full plate that keeps one insatiably hungry.

Machines don’t get turned on by humans, but machines get turned on by humans. Why continue to create and give form to that which is in its very embodiment anti-sexual and anti-vital?

Our energy can animate our machines or it can animate our bodies. The choice of energy is currently ours, but it may become the choice of machines.

Bullshit is fine—it’s machine shit that is going to kill us.

There are no perfect persons, only imperfect policies. People together perfect one another, and preclude the need for policies.

A series of false false flags does much service to obscure real false flags.

If you see the world as governed by their rules, then you have already lost.

If you eat winter food all year round, you’re going to look and feel like winter.

The choice is yours—you can change sides in this war against the world and choose to defend the Earth.

We have lost ourselves by such vast distances that no plain use of vision could lead us back to the lost world; we must blind ourselves and listen for the deep echoes from the past—echoes unmediated by artifice.

Whoever draws first blood will write the story with their own.

Some books are burned and people protest; protesters are burned and books forget them.

The media can only exist in a lost localism—a vacuum that is euphemistically referred to as globalization. You need not be a victim to media saturation because you can separate yourself from the separation, and unite with your immediacy.

If we do not wander, we will remain lost.

The route to lowering carbon is not going to be done through Western argumentation or policy, for that in itself is what got us to this very precarious situation that evades the narrow western lens that can only see “carbon”. Rather, what is needed to solve the beyond-carbon-problem is for traditional indigenous land relationships to be adopted—despite any skepticism that a stupifying western science might engineer—that will cycle carbon and other industrially misapprehended elements back in to reemerging ecosystems.

For every tower of knowledge, the shadows cast are far darker than any illumination. So vastly obscuring is knowledge that our eyes forget that they are blinded.

Leave it to words to give the lengthy signifier to immediate. Only logic would breed the peculiar notion that combining something with its reversal could equal its annihilation. I.e. Writing “immediate” is to write an oxymoron.

Publish mediately?

Previous Aphorism Posts:

My Thoughts Inexactly (Primero)
Lternate Lphabet Lliteration
L is for Lamenting
Z is for Zeroing
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

P is for Propagating (my thoughts inexactly)

You needn’t apologize for being different, you only need apologize for being the same.

Justice is not to be found on a 12,000 year dusty walk of the pen, but by one dropping the pen and standing up. We cannot write our way, nor right our way to justice; laws themselves are in our way to justice. All we need is to quiet our words and access our empathetic imagination, standing right where we are.

I only write poetry in your absence; for in your presence there is poetry enough already.

I am too occupied fighting the delusions of others to focus on fighting my own.

We worry about our own future and the meddle in the present of others, when really we should worry about the future of others and focus on our own present. Society will remain backwards until this equation is flipped back.

You can destroy skin to discover muscles. You can destroy muscles to discover bone. You can destroy bone to discover death. But if you try to destroy death, you will destroy life in the process.

The toil of creating and maintaining walls is the putting of yourself under siege.

These will be the final days or the first days.

There is no more sleeping, humans will either wake up or be killed in their sleep.

The educated are the most severely distracted.

Invest your time and energy into structures, and you will find the structures to not be the only hollow thing.

I are alone. A riddle with a simple solution.

Fanon wrote with his own blood as well as with ink, something few other philosophers could say for themselves.

You don’t have to be out to prove the whole world wrong, the whole world is doing that itself.

Back in the day children had access to the best toys of all, each other. Now it is night, and we are alone.

Conquerors may take over entire continents, yet they will remain standing in the same hollowed out place in their bodies.

It’s the tragedy of who you brought to the commons. You didn’t bring humans, you brought the individualized.

Science—does it awaken us or weaken us?

Live and learn. Die and learn?

It’s when the dice stop rolling that you lose.

Have you played your roll? To do nothing is to gamble away something.

The problem with musical chairs is not when the chairs lack but when the music lacks.

It is the chair that topples us all.

In the daunting task to topple the state, you must make sure not to topple yourself.

The present is our greatest gift. Don’t overlook it or life will overlook you.

A leader does not teach others to kneel, but inspires them to rise.

Logic = Illogic

Law trials are not about justice, they are a sport between highly paid professionals who compete at the onlooker’s expense.

If the effort to make a fool of takes more than one person, there is more than one fool.

Those who do no wander will remain lost; stagnancy makes them more prone to frost; sedentary lifestyle has for all a cost; the entire Earth is to soon exhaust.

Their medicine filters in to your blood, and your blood filters out of you.

P is not for Publishing, nor Perishing. We fight on, and with more than our words!

Previous Aphorism Posts:

My Thoughts Inexactly (Primero)
Lternate Lphabet Lliteration
L is for Lamenting
Z is for Zeroing
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