The soul has greater need of the ideal than the real for it is by the real that we exist, it is by the ideal that we live

Saturday, November 5, 2011

Almost Done

By this Thursday I will finally be done with my latest show, and thank the Gods!  It has been a nightmare from beginning to end.  It has also made me rethink my position at the college.  If they don't make a move first I'll be outta there in May.  It's been a good experience, but it's what it is and it's not gonna change, and that means it's time for me to do something else.  Phew.

House number four has turned into a ridiculous exercise with a servicing company in Mumbai that won't communicate nor will they do anything else in a reasonable time frame.  So moving on from that too.  Found another that I like a lot more, and beginning the process regarding it today. " Maybe this time, I'll get lucky, maybe this time.."

Andy Rooney, an American institution as long as I can remember has died at 92. Good long run Mr. Rooney, thanks for all you did.  There were commentaries that I didn't exactly see the point of, but there were many that were spot on as well.

 The Occupy protestors are going to have to start making more noise.  Just occupying isn't going to get the job done.  After a bit the short attention span of American's will just accept them as part of the landscape.  They're going to have to get unruly if they want anything to happen. Herman Cain is stealing all the headlines with his antics and his admitted relationship with the Koch brothers.  Not to mention that sex sells and he's apparently been trying to get over on almost every woman who's worked for him.  Today on the fourth story is about Occupy protestors who are wearing the Guy Fawkes masks from V for Vendetta.  Much akin to the media's need to interview and film the most outrageous drag queens, glitter boys or leather Daddy's on Gay Pride all the while ignoring the 99% who don't represent that.  A willingness to be the media's organ grinder monkey and pander to that mindset could be their undoing.  A good action that has to be ongoing needs shock value, yet needs teeth as well.

Why would we not want the bankers and brokers to see and know our faces?  We are the 99% and we need to make it known that we are real people who have been affected, nay ruined by the greed and avarice of the 1%.  A friend on facebook posted this the other day. 

It doesn't get more accurate than that.

The notion that politics is the panacea to our ills is monumentally incorrect.  The very idea that we would elect the likes of a George Bush, or a Herman Cain to public office and then entrust such a one blindly with our future is folly.

We can change our world.  We can make it what we want it to  be, and we have the power to do it.  We simply must take the reins and guide ourselves to our chosen destination. There will be obstacles, there will be barriers, barricades, and the faithful will attempt to stop us at every turn.  But if your life isn't what you want it to be then you have to change it, and if you don't, if you suffer in silence, live in  quiet desperation as it were, then you have only yourself to blame.

Words and ideas can change the world, they can and do make a difference, they have unimaginable power.  Just think about how your parents shaped your way of thinking as you grew up with simply the words they spoke.  They taught you either to believe in yourself, or to  doubt your every thought. They taught you that you had value and worth or they reminded you that you were bad and would never amount to anything.  That's the power of words, that's how you shape things. you change them by making the dreams real. You decide what it is that you want and then you simply make a claim that  nothing will stop you from achieving it.  And it becomes a reality.

It may not become the reality you imagined, compromise  is always involved, but in the end if you can stay true to your original intent, you will see the finished product.  And it will gratify you.  It will validate your commitment to your ideal. But first you must do one must stand up.

And so it goes.

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