To thine own self be true

“Writing is thinking. It is more than living, for it is being conscious of living.

—Heart of Gold, Heart of Lead

“Only the mediocre are always at their best.”

Rejecting the d-hive paradigm
and prevailing winds of
“All’s right with the world”–
the ear candy,
grasshopper minds,
vested interests,
and lowest common denominator,
my very free will transcends
a cognitive dissonance
and depressive realism,
moves instead
toward sweetness and light,
Buddha nature,
first magnitude,
binary stars,
the je ne sais quoi and
ad libitum of
blue-sky thinking,
the entre nous of
high kindred spirits
savoir vivre,
and magic hour.

………………..

“I have to protect myself from the toxicity of this culture.”–Kate Braverman, quoted in “From the Tropic of L.A.”

is the opiate of the Canadian masses..”
–RD

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
–William Shakespeare, Macbeth

I confess, that I saw Shelley’s “fading coal” burning beautifully and radiant in my mind against the falling dark as I, luckily, had my share of epiphanies, poetic vision, and heightened consciousness.
–RD

from The Human Comedy:

(Del Davies, left)

“I’m not going to try to comfort you,” Spangler said. “I know I couldn’t. But try to remember that a good man can never die. You will see him in the streets. You will see him in the houses, in all the places of the town. In the vineyards and orchards, in the rivers and clouds, in all the things here that makes this a world for us to live in. You will feel him in all things that are here out of love, and for love–all the things that are abundant, all the things that grow. The person of a man may leave–or be taken away–but the best part of a good man stays. It stays forever. Love is immortal and makes all things immortal.”

“Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendor in the grass, of glory to the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind;
In the primal sympathy
Which having been must ever be;
In the soothing thoughts that spring
Out of human suffering;
In the faith that looks through death,
In years that bring the philosophic mind.”
— “Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood”

Said to woman recently, “We like to say peoplekind, not necessarily mankind. It’s more inclusive.”
Translation of typical Trudeau smart-ass comment:
“You’re ignorant, behind the times, and living in the past. I’m ‘with-it’. I know better and am better than you. I’m p.c., stupid.” His usual superior, smarmy self.

He was accused of killing off “mankind”, which he has done officially in Canada a few days ago with his “In all of us command” anthem change instead of the original, meaningful “In all thy sons command”. So much for the significant contributions of millions of Canadian men who bore arms to protect our country in wars in order to keep our country free and to make a cozy life for p.c-socked Justin.

He is perpetually about disrespect of the male population, older people, the military, veterans, and those people who died or were maimed for this country. These folks have and lived an idealism well beyond his namby-pamby pc-ism which is merely a self-aggrandizement ego-tool to court favor with female and ethnic voters.

I think the female Aussie columnist said it best, describing him as the “Kim Kardashian of political leaders; all-style, no-substance himbo with all the depth of a puddle.” We are talking ignorant, stupid and incredibly shallow (puddle-depthwise).

Creatively speaking, I’m at a point where I don’t need others and their ‘blessings’ to do and finish any projects.

It is never a good idea to be limited by others in following one’s own bliss.

There is nothing quite so heady and satisfying as doing things well and uniquely by oneself.

If one waits for others in order to reach an audience, one would never get anything done.

One is always up against the limits and limitations of others, especially when one is a true individual.

I’d rather be a true individual than a limited pawn in someone else’s game.

It is better to be an individual than a frustrated, limited, merely socialized entity.

When in doubt, go your own way than parrot a group.