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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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/

Where have I been? Carless Karlos

Dear readers,

My writings over the past few years have attracted your curious minds to this blog, and I feel I should explain what I’ve been up to since my writings have dwindled and ceased since April this year. I have not been idle, but have been doing a combination of activism, excercising, and soul-searching (I think I’ve found some). I have walked/ran at least 350 miles, met hundreds of people, but rest assured that I have an overflowing amount of things I would love to write about if I could find the time. A grouping of aphorisms is usually the easiest to cobble together, and I might release this next (D is for …). But I also have something I am writing that I would like to get out before the solar eclipse coming Monday. Writing this is a nice way to ease in to writing that.

I said you were curious minds, in case you are curious about some of my whereabouts and activities here are some links to your beloved Karlos:

http://www.dirt-mag.com/article/20170627/ARTS01/170629995/The-%E2%80%98Robin-Hood-of-power%E2%80%99

https://politicsoc.com/2017/08/environmentalists-freeholders-fire-alan-avery-pinelands-commission/

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCyNnE3kMuoRNPAGxcW74MCQ

and the ongoing Carless Karlos event, that will culminate in a NYC marathon run –

https://www.facebook.com/events/714129165436763/  ( jerseykarlos.com should also take you there)

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Carless Karlos

Ode to RMF

You have given me time

to chew on other things

For your nourishment

the baby in me sings

You fight off the bad guys

without being a bad gaian

You have opened me up

in ways I couldn’t imagine

You leave me feeling cleansed

You don’t pick my pocket

having you alone is quite the deal

you’ve been joining me at every meal

but now I think it’s time to reveal

Raw Milk Fast, it’s been Real

Raw Milk Fast, Past Event