blessings // buttons y'all ~ here is where you can push the buttons of meaning and poetic interpretations of angel & angle windows of insight. peek around, there's a lot to see. (you may discover a key) For me? To sew is bestow! (buttons are like seeds) my aim is to frame THAT name : my sight is to ignite and thus write N2 PARADISE CLARITY. (for what is understanding if not for the s3arch & struggle to get there?)
Bee Leave (Pollinate)
we can begin somewhere. it matters not where we start but how far we are going to get there. the ways in which we converse with one another about any subject of interest would be to understand the story behind it. (the building blocks). herein this dance of infinite voices expanding from left to right – we often deal with people who are trolling, unconcerned, cynical and unwilling to change biases. this poison of miscommunication seems bettered remedied through the awareness of pathology.
it is of the uttermost importance that we not dismiss the facts or more importantly, the variables that make room for the most likely outcome. certainly, in life things sometimes justhappen. the explanation for why something is; may require extra work and nuance. we are rarely if ever privy to the details of what makes something a whole. IF YOU ARE UP FOR A CONQUEST: (put a small droplet of water on a white LED screen and notice the small specs of the color spectrum.)
eventually, the bees leave they have work to do (pollinate) in the same fashion we believe. #savethebees (some of those beliefs don’t have to stick around) some of you may be wondering where are the leaves to go with these bees?
“believe like being the leaf that trusts and falls to the earth with faith and without thought.”– chiquisoul
to believe something is to imply there is something attracting you to this belief. it’s not always the truth that takes the stand. (especially in a culture intoxicated with rage and lack of nuance) to be skeptical is seen to in denial of another person’s experience. it’s an irrational assumption to deal with. we’ve always lived in a world where people can share a story. it doesn’t have to be a real story. it can be something they made up. if you think about how you hear most of your stories, you’d probably point to some sort of media. the media informs you of various propaganda correspondent to the world around you.
the media can be for the advantage of the facts or for triggered assumption in the people reading (the headlines) it is pretty easy to see that in this day and age – most media is built in the interest of making a profit. making a profit? but at what expense? could it be that the media will distort the facts in order to attract your attention? certainly. can you buy into the weekly flavor of reaction and dispose of nuance because something seems weird to you? OF COURSE. it’s not always easy doing the work. if you really want to understand something, you have to do more than bee leave it. you have to actually connect the pieces. follow what the available evidence suggests. read and then make informed decisions centered in a focused direction which favors the data.
people when telling stories often glamorize some of the details. sometimes they will convince themselves of something that never truly happened. in desperation, cold hearts seek another foul remedy. their keys will return to locked doors, however. you can knock and beat the door all you want. a lie can’t come into the truth’s entry. it may smash the windows, redecorate the furniture, color the walls, and replace the fixtures but the foundation and access door, can’t be abolished. try as they might, the truth always wins.
the truth does not win because it sought to be a champion. the truth is standing there naked and exposed waiting to be embraced not shamed. a lot of things are weird. it’s weird how society doesn’t talk about trauma. what’s worst is that we often poorly if ever really seek to heal our trauma because we justify why it happened. we allow it to become normal. it’s weird how we invalidate our own experiences because we think we are always in control. very few things we control. we were given our names. places of birth. our parents. so many elements of life you had no direct participation in. yet, we are responsible to live with these circumstances. our minds and ultimately the story we tell ourselves is what we go with.
stories which involve extortion, gaslighting, predatory behavior and the like; more times than not, follows a specific pathology. surprises do happen. but we often miss what’s available at the surface and this applies to things that are weird too.
have you ever heard a song randomly and it completely thwarted you away from excitement? yeah, it’s not very pleasant, but it begs the question – where do we begin to build a better playlist for ourselves? how do we have these very real conversations without beginning at a place of blind faith?
so…
what can we do about the inevitable? when it comes knocking with a loud siren. the bells are going off like keys, trumpets, and rumbling thunder. be still i say. keep still as to not bother the echoes inside of you. observation is key but silence is a monstrous nucleus. there’s melody inside which is why the opposition to that (noise) is distracting by usually serving no justice to attention. the more actively intuned one is, makes them hip to the nature of sound around them.
if you are going to be hip – KNOW by being aware of points in how they intersect with what is drawn on the board.
To sew is bestow! (buttons are like seeds) my aim is to frame THAT name : my sight is to ignite and thus write N2 PARADISE CLARITY. (for what is understanding if not for the s3arch & struggle to get there?)
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