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is a reflection problem of overlapping paradigm, the age of enlightenment, the oppurtunity for happiness, is overtly withdrawn, continuously available and immenently attainable through the release of the lofty credit taken by leaders of all sorts through the work that is pressed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.