Once again, the widespread generalization of the intricate world we live in has slipped into my perspective, avoidance of this distructive venture has limited my ability to connect on various levels through what some might consider a lack of sense of humor. The difference in my mind, is the contextual parameters, the framework of the communication and the intentions behind the level of awareness a particular correspondence brings. The vast sum of information is beyond the comprehension of most if not any, to be totally aware, omniscient, at least cognizant or even interested in what goes on in others daily lives does not seem to be a prerequisite to achievement and overall success in this culture.

The outlook that brings me to the brink of insanity on a regular basis is the encouragement of my fellow United Statesians, not even fair to lump the country with the name American considering the division of the America's. The Dali Llama spoke at a Gold Medal give away at the White House, catching this display on C-Span at midnight after campaigning for a politician here in Kentucky was a strange find. The expression on his face, the context of his pleas, his expressions to the administration who facilitates war was something to see.

Steady were his pleads for autonomy and harmony, measured were his statements regarding the Country of China, mirrored were his reflections on the frustration of the lack of ability to achieve peace in the world. It was strange, since the program was in progress when my attention was turned to it, there is no way to tell if he indicated he wished no applause. The point in highlighting this is simply that it might have been more well place here than in our traditional State of the Union addresses we are subject to from time to time.

Curiousity surrounds me when the consideration of whether the Gold Medal was a treasured gift to be put in a collection of others, or if they will go directly into a museum, where many other relics of peace seem to find themselves with so many countries willing to continue to build batteries of weapons across the globe.

Here in Louisville, there is a reflection problem of overlapping paradigm, the age of enlightenment, the oppurtunity for happiness, is overtly withdrawn, continuously available and immenently attainable through the release of the lofty credit taken by leaders of all sorts through the work that is pressed through on a daily basis. The disassociation, the apathy, the disconnection of results from the connection of business and state in addition to church and state with the mutation of competition of ideas to bring continued cushioned comfort to the clicks that arrange themselves on the fringes, limiting true organization of the resources that are in place to make it so the institutionalizing, privatizing and segmentation of bodies of work that lump themselves in intellectual circles like blockages of the arteries leading to the breakdown of the body prematurely. The constipation of the format that we work within is stagnant, yet the opportunity to make positive gains is merely limited by the questions that qualifications and pats on the back give to people stepping into higher and higher positions of limiting growth from the areas considered to be too primitive to civilize into a culture that is eating itself in the most energy wasting way, wasting in the sense of human fatigue, not just the vaporization of sources of stablilty through the complexity magnets that limit growth through distractionary tactics.

Another day in the life of a less than loathsome observer of the material world ventures onot a template to create a thought line. Recently my employment and relationship structure took a shift from the consistent to the sporadic, the ramifications are rippling through my lifeline like a palm reading in a butcher shop. Expressions of true compassion and concern that leak through major media or spiritual outlets seem to be clouded with a sense that things have always been a particular way, thereby they cannot be altered by any act of man on any level. This sort of apathy makes me think the impetus and the crux of the major flow of the days of our lives, leads back to a willingness to appreciate a little to much our comfort, although on the surface many people push themselves to the breaking point for those around them to no avail.

The listless nature and the hustle of the people with unlimited amounts of obligations go swept under the doormat of every day life. The fact humanity has become so compartmentalized leads me to wonder how much our specialization and the cumulation of knowledge in the pursuit of achievement, status and elevation of credentials doesn't lead our capabilities away from what could be accomplished through an honest lack of pretensiousness and conceit. The major flow of self gratification in the vocalized expression, then the reliance on the escape mechanism for the artist outlets that become small pockets of culture selling wares in an informal strip mall perspective on the outskirts of the very fringes of society that could use revitilization and actualization of promises from people who tend to spend spare time somehow accumulating more methods of generating large personal wealth.

An interesting idea came into my whirlwind of thoughts yesterday, it had to do with the fact our private insurance industry here in this country is no more than a casino for those in large buildings with some statue of a mascot for outrageous fortune. People inhabit jobs, where on a daily basis they act as dealers of fate to a populace who needs care, in this very country. The process is so complicated by the definition of poverty line, the explanation of the cirumstances of an injury or disease, that here in our own country, the most "powerful", people are forced to the sidelines to suffer, while a small gathering of those with pull, attempt to navigate through a spider web of tremendous complexity to get to a point where they can answer the simplest questions an provide the most simple assistance.

The medical industry has become so concern with curing and finding ways to save the rarest and most exotic things, neglecting the ways in which we might actually provide the basic needs for individuals who are providing the same entry level to middle management services that keeps this dense ball of capitalism moving around the shell of a democracy in the distance some fantastic new creation of positive energy stiffles my doubt, that the perspectives of those involved in our Olympic style mess of a society will come to grips with the harm that competition of all sorts makes some rise to the occasion, while it presses others away from the idea that we are actually trying to create an environment where equality transcends surface perception and the adventure that the division between reaching out to each other and separating ourselves into segments of labor, that produce results that continue to allow countless innocents to remain in jeopardy.

Time limits any further elaboration although the fight over the credit for ideas in a structure of disillusioned grandure, pushes artistic expression into the background, and hardlined bipolarity of mind, body and soul to exist and cause astronomical gapes between where we are, and where humility and aggressive passivity could take us.

Coming alive from the heart of the universal introspection, thought is like a hand glided signal of mutual admiration for the elivation of the deskelation, and lack of strangulation and the extension of positvie feedback in the classroom of the most meticulous calculations made in the highest forms of triangulation of the inviting, not dividing propelling of the propigation of the least limiting forms of dialogues that are invested in the time it takes to create bridges of communication to eliminate the divides that separate the censorship for the sensation that stimulates the substance that surrounds the obligation we all have to peacefully meditate the mediation process towards a brighter future in the absence of economics through the intuition of the most insidiousless radiation and emination of the lack of particles to be spotted and passed like a text of the most inspirational kind of logic to be deciphered outside of the anthropologists need to dig a grave for an artifact that was discovered and linked to the polemic nature of the war within the feds, the dreads coming off of the hairless inebriations of the sober headed, cloudy thought creations of the most sane insanity propigation in the text of the United stations of ways to involve more individuals in the process of divisivless speeches and extra curricular preponderment and post ponderment and meanderment and palpitatiions of the hearts strings through the visualization of the methods to oust the most condescending descension of the rank nature of the stench that pervades and perculates in the think tanks of the most skilled craftsmen of deception since the dawn of blowing out someones fire to early, the people are going to be cold this winter in this state if the dawning of a new absence of institutionis validated like the parking stickers of those who take for granted their opportunity to spread wealth amoungst the populace.

The Harmonious manifestations of joy across the variety scope of the meticulous minds that stick to the simplication of language and the propulsion of the mere mention of new approaches and guides to the cliff notes of guiding friends away from destruction for the constructive nature of the future policy to be embraced by moving on from aggressive methods to fight out of paper bags and into plastic ones while creating wax figurines and statutes and iron clad concrete decisions on the rest of some, anyone's life is a sentence structure yet fathomed in the inclusive nature of a brand of polictics that does not make elastic, just lasting infestations of the most cure remedy filled solutions to the medicines that are thought to be needed in the reaches of places already possessing enough remedies, simply being sucked of their faith by the infinitesimal proliferation of the chemical forms, and monitary excuses to limit the freedom o fht e litigious remedies to break down walls and push daises out of the flower pots and the distribution of the revolution and the execution of the branches that stretch like willow trees crying in the direction of the heavens because the presence of the homogenous nature of the organism that is congrous to the wordplay sections of the methods that become obsolete and the mannerisms of the most genial, providing a fruitful fruition to proceed to when the roots of the heights of the depths of the carrums off the forums off the all inclusive opinions statements in the terminology of the rehabilitation from the lack of commercial stimulus imbeds itself in the minds of the what appear to be negative progressive hypothetical creatures that are the created evolving natural beings in the vicinity of the verification of the vivacious press of the eye opening entrances into the cup of tea, that breathes life into the prodigious, placable monster that is not as scary as it once seemed in the background of the most elaborate set, and the pride of the priorities that override the selfish nature of the constantly cumulating clouds that surround the theater when you come out and its all rainin and stuff of that sort.

Pardon the lack of punctuation but the time frame restraints of the period and placement in the particular plurality of the prose while reading the pentence and posthumous fame gained by the genius lost to the undying struggle is like the fortified bunkers and strained hearts and feeling of the loss of the scrutiny of the critics and the vantage point rejuvenation of the regeneration of the cells through the low pez qualities of the ability to enjoy candy coated taste of the bitter sound that comes from the darkest as well as the lightest poets of all genras, genomes, gestation periods of hybernation in the darkest forests of azure, ah sure, anyway, if anyone knows any get together in Louisville, Kentucky to further progressive dialogues, please add those as part of a response.

With only twelve minutes to pen this out here at the local library, the brevity will be short lived like the seconds passing each day, time slips by as we see continued uncurrents of divisive thoughts, non inclusive rhetoric and discriminating propaganda posted on all the walls that seem to be closing in on some of the most brilliant thinkers who do not give themselves enough credit, ie, the reader. From the prospective of this average Louisvillian, it is a constant privelidge to walk about my days as the member of as close to original thought as can be achieved, the attempts made on the local level are noble and continue to grow, this city is famous for progressive thought, this country was built on thinkers who have always, at least attempted to bridge gaps instead of creating open wounds, the obvious lies behind the manifesting of destiny by powerful leaders is very stunning, extremly brazen and does not exist without repercussions, the levels of interest in maintaining peace on all levels can only come through time, progressive and inclusive thoughts, elimination of the dependence on history for the continuation of age old battles that have so far, all but self destructed the possibilites of open forums of discussion, the lack of leaders willingness to hold open mediations outside brief council meeting and neighborhood associational meeting locally, provides oppurtunity for laws that are infringing on the freedoms without the voices vocalized outside buildings of upper class decision making.

Our city is fortunate to have flexible leadership, although the interests of small business on the state and national level are being neglected for the interests of giant corporations who are taking great liberties with eliminating the free choice of individuals on all sorts of fronts. The international push towards globalization and the national pride of each country seems to eliminate the potential for the growth of local freedom for any group or individual, the personal freedoms that each day are invaded, are no better than any historical jargon used to uphold these pitiful excercises that extend the venom of power hungery dictators, folks with time to hold down the nets of oppression, continuing the repression of the freedom of expression, and transgressions are like force fed injestion of knowledge that on many levels seems to have now become obsolete, like many ciriculums on campuses of high schools, colleges and any sort of religious experience.


The movements and sound actions taken by free thinkers of all sorts are merely ignored for some standards that have been set by the very powers that have pinned us to the ground, time and time again, the violations of homes and the patriots involved with making nationalism a virtue, when humility reigns in the subtle nature of peace keepers who wield modest attempts, not concrete guesses at what should be done next, the personal evaluations and the basic rights that can be uplifted with simple lifts of restraints, the weening and the training and the breaking of native cultures for the ritualistic practices of vicious money hunger leaders are forcing honesty into the background, prayers for money are taking the place of prayers for communion with the one true in living relationship with the Almighty, the signs of the times are posting of insulting gestures of vicious attacks at the individual through the extension of hurdles put in the way of a relationship with the simplicity found in spirituality.

The propigation of the extension and expansion and spread of complex terminology to hide the cruel intentions of those masking the withdrawl of freedom through high brow comedy, powerful lectures that extend reasons to separate onself from the love extended through communities truly united in the pursuit of peace, not the rapid chase for monitary gains, the strain on the soul through the constant chase of stable living conditions seems to be headed in a strange direction, the control of the power centers in this land, local, state, national, international levels seem to be at a turning point, hanging on the verge of a shift in one way or another, it is up to the youth, obviously interested if you are a part of this forum, to unite, if any connections are to be made for the growth of movement, the stance of the populace must be united, the simplicity of the words extended should be forthright, the passion felt by all sides of all arguements should be concluded for the manifestation of personal growth, in easy breaths of fresh air from the lowering of the bars so often used to gage success, not only on political and social issues, from my perspective it is time to lower the bar on strenuous social obligations to label the progress of the indivdual by the degrees of stature in the community one possesses, one love, respect in full, boo ya ka sha.