For the Amoriquenos
For the Amoriquenos
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.
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:
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)
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
this relates to another blog post from within a year’s time, do you know which?