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This one includes... moments that I will have to stand by. As do they all.
This one also has some moments that I will choose to stand by. As do most.
Any "aspire to stand astride" moments to be had in this one you naturally inquire???
I will simply let the future tell us all what it came here to reveal in the first place. Proceed as per the usual here...
Now what, if any of that, does this recording get into?
At least I think so.
However, I'm feeling my carry-on baggage suddenly here... is that zipper unzipped?
Okay. How about this.
Most of it, arguably, is my final answer.
cool?
NëiNsensiCaL
As if from a dream, yesterday, combustible "pops-his-mouth-off-when-he-should't" John woke up to an issue with AT&T that led to an immediate divorce.
No meaning as a white male American in the 21st century.
Thank you Sir!
May we never have another?
And then the day got interesting...
NëiNsensiCaL
Does looking into the past prevent one from taking full advantage of the future that's right in front of them?
With that much to sort out you'd think I'd have gotten around to the core argument I wanted to make when I started this recording... you'd think.
But nope.
Mostly it's just me being me, getting nowhere specific until eventually winding it up as if we arrived right where I wanted to take you all along.
NëiNsensiCaL
Two steps forward, one step back, one slip sideways before you trip on your ass... and then you turn yourself around to find out:
Doing the hokey-pokey is about as apt a metaphor for the life I've got going on lately as is anything else pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey-ish.
At least I'm no longer the pinata at a pinata party eh Juanito?
Well there you are.
Like my bullet points, this one is a whole lot of trying to not slip and fall. Some of it worked out. Other parts... not so much. Whichever way you slice it, it's at a very minimum, the real me being as real as I know how to be.
NëiNsensiCaL
Are you ready for some football?
Presuming, of course, that we're speaking in American 21st century cultural sport slang... the one where football is played with a prolate spheroid and pits steroid-fueled madmen against each other in a gladiator-like setting as drunken Las Vegas visitors morph into rabid observers salivating over the violent action as well as their jalapeno poppers who join living room parties throughout the homeland all tuned to CBS Sports' broadcast of SUPERBOWL 58.
On this day of unity, we become a nation filled with willing devotees who, at least for one day, dedicate their lives' purpose to the "unknown" outcome that eventually bounces out of that chaotic, silly, little prolate spheroid thing-a-ma-jig-ball-imposter and whether or not it matches the squares they purchased in their office gambling pool.
This spectacle, as it turns out, is what pins American culture together.
And superhero movies. And cheese.
Hell yeah.
Ossaykan UC? By d'Don's Earl eLight?
Actually, check that...
However, the Chiefs are the lock of the century.
Which, unfortunately, is another sign of our creative dearth as a nation.
NëiNsensiCaL
This recording was an arduous process to complete. An extra day was required just to sort out my take on all of it.
In fact, I haven't even re-listened to this one yet. Not that I won't ever, but my brain needs to regroup first.
Not even a little bit.
What 's discussed needs to be heard.
Everywhere.
But especially by everybody 12 and up currently living on 867-5309 Earth.
With regards to women, NO age restrictions shall be applied.
Even the newborns.
NëiNsensiCaL
How are things going for you these days?
Befuddled by that question have I been for... something like 100 days. That gap harkens back to November 1st of last year.
I know this much: whatever lull of life I lollygagged my way into lately has come to an end.
There's too much to attend to around here to worry about the bruises life hands out with indiscriminate glee.
Definitely not for thee.
NëiNsensiCaL
So... whatcha up to? Wanna go to Ethiopia with me? We could dig up all the secrets to humanity's ancient mysteries while we're there...?
So you're in? Awesome. More diggers more discoveries I always say.
Oh!!! Really??? Now you don't think you want to go?
NëiNsensiCaL
I sometimes think
Not so much the part about being black now instead of white.
Nor the bits flip from boy parts to girl parts (I might be lying here if boobs are involved).
Nor the sharp decline in cognitive abilities one would experience Becoming Condoleezza Rice.
Nope.
None of that.
The Being Condoleezza Rice shift I'm talking about is discovering what it's like when all your
lead to nothing but
These are not the WMD you are looking for...
Move along now.
NëiNsensiCaL
In this recording:
If I were to bottom-line this recording in no more than 19 characters (including spaces) it might look something like this:
And those are just the listenable parts - the rest of it - omg. OMG!
NëiNsensiCaL
From the publisher's feed
Hello universe!
As always, my greatest hope in this lifetime is to somehow, some way, get the chance to see you performing at your absolute best.
That day may not be today... I get…
Plainly stated it's become a flustercuck. One that's emerging right now in full cluster. The worst part is that I saw it happening in real time and did nothing to stop it. The blame falls directly on me.
And quite fairly.
For most of my existence I ignored the signs of collapse as they begged to be seen. I pretended the chicanery running rampant across reality would somehow fix itself without intervention.
I watched as truth become maleable, destroying facts in the process. Personal integrity was now a sign of weakness. Reach across the aisle? For what? Only losers compromise.
Winners take all.
Societal accountability? Never heard of it.
I'm clearly at fault for letting things deteriorate the way they did through my decisive inaction. Agree on that we do. However, all of us are now permitting the beat down 21st century life has become.
We aren't winning. Not even a little bit.
We're all bruised. We're all bewildered. We're all rudderless. We're all living as diminished versions of the true selves we arrived here to become. We all know this isn't how it's supposed to be.
Are we ufulfilled fundamentally?
Yep. Sure thing. In fact absolutely positively.
But not broken.
Because never, will I ever, come to a point where I lose my faith in you.
What we are capable of accomplishing by working alongside each other is mind-blowing. Our creative potential knows no limits in this universe! None.
In fact today, together, let's embrace our best selves and bask in the fulfillment that inspires. My humanity is ready to ascend.
I hope yours is too!