Resolution 2008
21 December 2007
Be true to yourself. Appreciate your parents for who they are, knowing where they came from. We always do the best we can with what we’ve got to work with. Love with your actions more than your words. Watch funny movies when depressed. Go for a walk when you feel the heat of anger rising in your cheeks. If it’s your spouse that has you fuming, make sure you tell him/her when you’ll be back. Fight fair. Conflict is an opportunity for growth.
Conflicts lead to solutions, and discovering different solutions is what leads to our evolution. Teach evolution in school because science is about solving problems… Solutions! There is always a place for your religion. Science and religion are different approaches to the same mystery. Religions evolve just like creatures, because life is momentum and ideas come from life. Religion and science can work together, bringing us answers to our woes, or can work in ways that slaughter millions of people. So be careful. Be careful not so much about what you believe, but how you believe.
Go to church to sing. Sing praise for all creation whether evolved or made in seven days. What we’ve got is amazing. Do things that promote life. Think about your health. Basically, make the same resolution you made last year: quit smoking, don’t eat too many donuts, join a gym, spend more time with the family.
This year, make more specific plans. Try a smoking cessation class. Go to a nutrition specialist. Actually go to the gym after you join, and meet with a trainer once a week to help keep you motivated. Pack a picnic with the family every Sunday and go to a park. Make the family picnic time a no cell phone zone.
Don’t just make a resolution with yourself; after all, your relationship with yourself is what is causing all those bad habits. This year, make the resolution to ask for support from people who may know more than you. Don’t let your fear turn into too much food, booze, cocaine, sex, gambling, or shopping. You are always worth having the life you’ve always wanted—no matter what happened before. Reach out to people who are usually not just willing, but downright enthusiastic about telling you what worked for them. Trusting one another is the best deal in town.
Happy New Year.
Remembering The Dukes of Hazard
7 December 2007
You just don’t have any control over the situation at hand. The soul’s formula lies in that split second of time between experiencing confidence in our being, to that moment of total sensation loss. The sensation either manifests itself in destruction of the spirit, or an extreme pleasure beyond the description potential within a word. In this middle ground lies the human ego, toiling over the good and evil of every human convention, outlining the social and individual grounds of our minds. Whatever. That’s just an opinion in a nutshell.
Whenever the drone of self-inquiry, and the interrogation of others and the universe at large gets too great, the perfect statement is, “Let’s go to the beach…” Or, as it is for many across the land, “Let’s get drunk…” Rum and Coors Light. What a frightening sight for my bowels. Alcohol and shopping malls and Barbie Dolls drinking Red Bull vodka on the Jersey shore suckin’ jock cock with block away perfume… As you can see, the negativity is easy to run with. One day, Boom! And every idiot box will explode, sending every channel surfing zombie to a fiery doom beyond the gates of hell. But hell, I gotta admit my guilt. I obviously have done my share of remoting on the couch. Dukes of Hazard reruns on a stoned unemployed Tuesday afternoon.
Looking back on that show, we had something special going on in that cast: Bo and Luke the good ‘ol boys breaking the law, or bending it a bit to serve justice. Uncle Jesse. He’s like a combination of Gandolf and Grizzly Adams. A hearty fellow unafraid to scruff it up in tandem with his speed demon nephews; but also, like Gandolf, he had wisdom and humility. He tried to guide the heroic pilots of the Dodge Charger toward the most moral path of action. And then there’s Daisy Duke. The ever charming woman that most feminists would like to see burned at the stake. Though her style is a bit rigged for objectifying, I think Miss Duke is a strong example for people everywhere. Not only is she a down home pound cake strawberry peach of a mama to look at, clearly taking care of herself via plenty of exercise and a diet of organic fruits and veggies, she also knows how to plant her boot between the balls of any man who gets a little too fresh.
In light of it all, there are moments when there is no light; and then there are mornings when you wake up at sunrise and the dampness of green shimmers like a golden carpet. You feel born again upon a starting line with the gun going off. Or maybe you see the dusky sun glowing over a world awaiting rest. These are moments when you know you don’t really need to know anything except what it is you see before your eyes.