You Spin Me 'Round

Madness is something rare in individuals — but in groups, parties, peoples, and ages, it is the rule. ― Friedrich Nietzsche

I’m conducting an experiment with this post, a little growth mindset get out of my comfort zone action. I’m going to write something in the moment and let it be what it is. No edits (except grammar and punctuation). No cuts and pastes. Just me. Right here, right now. A stream of consciousness vibe. Risky? Not really, but it feels like it. Being vulnerable is funny that way for us humans. We have such an aversion to the fact that we are not in control much that we try and control everything. I’ve been there, still am at times. But I’m a work in progress, aren’t we all. So I just keep living and loving and laughing and learning as I go. Which is all we can do, really. And it is my wish that you are doing the same.

So there was a trial that just happened

And verdict that was brought as ‘fact’

It’s all bread and circuses to me

But I’m weird like that

We pretend and we play

Usually for different teams

As we spin the record

On our strange dreams

Fantasy becomes reality

In this picture show

Actors on a stage

We come and we go

What it all means

I’ve got not a clue

But what rings true for me

Is that we are a one who thinks we are a two

I’ve no idea why

It’s designed this way

I’m just along for the ride

Alive in this moment to play

Destined to be or chaos

I want us all to get along

See the joy in being

To find our one love song

So if you see me

Out there on the street

Come say hello

So our bodies and souls can meet

As I observe the madness that manifests in societies around the globe I am, mostly, a curious, grateful, fun-loving and hard-working guy (though i do get angry and sad at times). Why do we two-legged’s do what we do? What does it all mean? Does it mean anything? We create war and think it will lead us to peace. We destroy the habitat knowing that it is what sustains us. We bicker amongst ourselves and yet our mutual interdependence is irrefutable. Being human is a fucking trip man. And yet, I’m so stoked to be here!

My parents are gone

I miss them every day

We took care of them both

In their dying days

Just like they

Took care of us

Their tender little children

New on the scene

Without each other

We all cease to be

Why we can’t

Get this through our heads

Is beyond me

I’ve been a bit of an oddball, an eccentric most all my life. I blame my parents. Ha! Just kidding. I don’t blame anyone, it’s all my fault. Nah. It god’s fault. Just kidding, again. Hell, I don’t really think anything is anyone’s fault. Life just is what it is. If anyone is to blame, we all are. And, truth be told, I’d rather leave blame out of it. It just fucks with us. Blame, shame, guilt all of it simply gets in our way of seeing who we really and truly are. Point a finger at someone else and three more are pointing back at you. Best to tap into the beauty and suchness. Go out there and carve your name on the tree of life. And leave the rest to be what it is.

I saw a wounded bird on the ground

It was feeling empathy

Our dog wanted to eat it

I made sure to cradle the bird in my hand

Make sure it was ok

What is it that makes some of us do this and others not give a fuck?

I earn my ability to pay for groceries by being of service to others. I was a massage therapist for a long time. Don’t do that anymore. Busted my hand riding my mountain bike. Life takes turns you can’t imagine or anticipate. No sense getting upset about it, better to just get back up and get to the living. Now I collect my dead presidents by being a health and wellness coach, talking to people all day. Makes me no different from the plumber or the grocery store bagger or the doctor or the celebrity or the car mechanic. We are all humans. No better, no worse. People are suffering. People don’t know where to turn. I reckon it’s always been that way for us two-legged’s in some regard. Though these days things sure seem extra weird. It is my aim to be that light in the darkness that Jung speaks about. Some days I feel like I succeed. Some days not so much. No matter. It’s a hell of ride this life. And it goes by in the blink of an eye. So give thanks my friends. Give thanks for each and every fucking day. Before you know it, your time will be up. And that will be that.

Your actions while alive

Will be all that remains to remember you by

So when it is your time

To say goodbye

Best to be aware

That’s how life goes

Then you can give lots, love lots

And go with the ebbs and the flows