Category: Society
(Joy – For King + Country)
Justice
Sometimes, no matter how much it is greatly needed or wanted, it is better to just even the playing field and restart toward better horizons.
Poverty
Makes it difficult to buy food, pay for (or even find and secure) housing – and definitely forces creativity onto the back burner in the struggle for survival.
Transition
I wonder who I could have been, but try to focus on who I will become.
Self Empowerment
The difference between now and then is that I have gained the status of maturity, and I have cultivated knowledge and abilities to self advocate.
Additionally, I have moved away from those toxic situations.
Lag
It occurs to me as I move through this latest phase of having been injured that those many times that I was picked on as a child and called “stupid,” or accused of ignoring subject matter, or not responding quick enough to people’s demands – just not immediately gyrating to their puppetry – was because of multiple bouts of experienced head trauma.
But I was inside here all the while, observing, thinking…
And not allowed any room nor encouragement for reemergence.
Sometimes, I wanted to scream.
Other times, I would just lapse into despondent, drawn out silence.
But always, I was just waiting…
Waiting for my time.
Waiting for safety.
Hyde’s Bride: Of Course They Would
Ten years younger vs. ten years older: twenty years garnered in a man’s favor.
Messaging
She might get love if she:
Was silently vacant
Didn’t ask questions
Accepted evasion
Endured derision
Waited neglected
Allowed projection
Yielded position
Permitted pain
Quietly reflected
Dissociated
Creatives
They say we are wrong for daring to dream the impossible…
Rewritten
Outsider’s
Perspective
Inclusively
Selective
Revamping
Psychology
Of Societal
Dramatology
Overcoming
Limitations
To Improve
Destinations
Of More Than
Individual
Predilective
Extensions
Without Fear
What great advances could we accomplish with thoughtful, inclusively moral innovation?
Projections
A man once complimented me that I had nice skin.
But it wasn’t really about me, or my being.
It was about him categorizing.
No Game
Because I refuse to pretend and posture, I have written myself out of the dating scene.
Redemption
It is easiee to overcome challenges if one has a grip on their own sense of purpose.
Trust
It must be extended mutually between parties wishing to bridge to congruent understanding, yet should be balanced with good boundaries and diligent discernation.
Inclusive Jurisprudence
Governance and/or guidance which takes into consideration an individual’s, culture’s, or species’ set of its own defined values in order that all parties involved in a given situation and/or action may benefit.
Patterns
Recognizing inherency
Within behavior coding
By observing external
While intuiting internal
Feedback systems’
Primary algorithms.
Incompatability
Since when has love become a bad word?
Since there have been those who did not want it.
The Work Of Capitalism
In my parent’s generation, they could work only part-time and still meat housing and survival payments easily.
This ratio needs to be restored so that citizens of society may invest in and capitalize upon discovering and contributing creativity and solutions to present day and future “crisis.”
Here, I have used the word “capitalize.”
It is time to give “capitalism” a new definition – one as a hallmark of true re-evolution ushering in prosperity for all under nourishimg governance.
Of vourse, there will be aspects to work out and shore up for any particular system to work – and I am not saying that all sovieties should adopt this.
But where Capitalism has cause harm to “The Commons,” it should be adjusted for reparations and a more inclusive vision.
(Fire And Ice – Pat Benatar)
Fire And Ice
I am angry at the majority of acclaimed males of my species preferring younger females, and I am angry at the younger females thinking that they have a right to propagate male attentions away from more appropriate age ranges of matching maturities.
This fantasy indulgence robs generations of actual bonding within marriages and collaborative cohesion within families.
When I had to become a real woman as life presented harsh difficulties to be overcome, I ended up having to carry most of the burdens.
Later, I was projected upon and discarded because, as a result, I developed my own voice and opinions and grew into a more well-balanced human being,
In effect, because I evolved, I was then seen as flawed, faulty, and no longer desireable to male fantasy.
I have seen this pattern repeated excessively all around the world, externally.
The message being, if a real woman wants love and commitment, she is “out of luck” because she no longer qualifues for matching up with male “pubescent” fantasy in her maturity.
And even if the diminished role of a woman is maintained, males are still unsatisfied, for then the woman is no longer “the prize” once she is acquired, and men get “fat and high” off their overindulged senses of self entitlement.
Having already been granted “the king’s bounty,” they then turn to other pursuits in their gluttony.
Males are still not expected to face their own weaknesses and flaws in relationship building, and therefore, they are still not held accountable for their behaviors and the negative impacts they continue having on our ever-rifting societies due to their skewed partner selection processes and infidelities.
Male Ego
The fact that many men continue to prefer and pursue “unjaded innocence” and “perfection” of beauty in a female is an insult to women who have proven their worth, bear the scars of real world survival, and more deserve the regard of mutual admiration.
Moral Ambiguity
To what lengths and levels are within tolerances?
Testimony
She was raised in a land of ignorance and trees.
They cut down the trees.
Of Service
I have been supporting others.
It’s time I raise my own status.
Up, And Then Down
I saw a young woman leaving a food bank and could tell that she was of The Faith and likely someone safe for me to help by giving transport.
After she accepted, I drove us briefly to my home where I could give her my favored foldable and smooth-moving garden cart because I had recognized that stalwart determination in her body language to carry a heavy burden that wears and frustrates the soul from toil that I have often mustered up to.
I thought to myself, “Not today, that effort is no longer necessary.”
She was surprised and seemed pleased, and we spoke about her country and perhaps teaching each other our languages.
Then, after I left her, there was a young, bedraggled person walking on the street, looking exhausted, carrying personal belongings, and dragging her sleeping bag while looking confused and despondent.
But I had already given away my cart, and what this youngling needed would be way more complicated.
My heart dropped for lack of feeling the ability to also extend to him/her – a youngling of my own country.
For if I did, it would become a way different level than I can carry or tend to currently.
It doesn’t feel right…what is my role in these workings?
Extending a brief, compartmentalized hand vs. taking on responsibility for another person’s survival.
Still, I went back to check on them, but they were gone.
They might have been heading toward a nearby shelter.
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