ignited_spark

Rage

yeah.  um.  Do I HAVE to talk about this?  Rage is a wasted effort, one that I have had many times, one that I have born witness too many times.  It is useful, particularly if you work on it, work it out.  I've spent most of my life angry, filled with hatred for someone or something.  I try hard to keep it in check, and to manage it in alternative means.  See PUNK to understand that a bit better, though I probably don't answer it there either.  I've had a lot to be angry about in this world, and the fact of the matter is that I don't want to spend my life hateful and angry.  Rage is useful as a motivational tool, but if you let it run your life it will ruin your life.  I've lost more through rage than I ever gained.  

Then again, anger at the world has driven me to do what I do.  But anger isn't rage- rage is uncontrolled, and, though I am filled with an odd mixture of fire and ice, it is not in rage that I exist.  It is something that bothers me in others, as it is largely unproductive and useless.  Can't we all love each other and get along?  

Oh right, we can't.  We can't because no one is willing to put down their spears and nukes and just eat a friggin' vegan brownie together. Or corn, or whatever you want it to be.  

Shit, now I have to go for a run to deal with this rage again.  It's either that or smoke.

Mystery

Mystery... for this I will go with mysteries, meaning the hidden, the profound.  See, there is a lot of mystery in this world.  There is something I liken to the "ubiquitous unseen", or the unseen that is everywhere.  If we sit and wait, and work at it, it will come to us.  Do not mistake finding the mystery to lazy- because meditation, activation, motivation, it's hard work.  The world is full of unknown, full of curiousity.  It's up to us to find it, and it is important to me that everyone understand that mystery from their own standpoint.  It's pretty simple:  Do the work, keep and open mind, and leave the compass at home because North is always shifting.

Fame

Strange thing, that.  It's kind of illusive.  I've known a lot of people who have it, and it comes with a really high price.  To become famous is to become a living archetype, and the responsibilities are enormous.  I much prefer to be the quite bodhisattva in the corner, shifting things subtly with sine waves that no one is really certain they are happening or not.  So I'm curious about the world, and the intentions with it, simply because fame is not something I ever thought, nor will I ever think, that I will have.  I'd like for my music to be heard, but I, personally, do not "need" to have it.  I gave that dream up when I was 7 and realized I'd never be a concert pianist because I was not already competing.  As to my own music- I've got no chance of making a real pop-tune, so unless art dance comes back into style, my 'fame' will be relegated to a specific group.  

Fame = infamy.

Stillness

is vital.  It is imperative.  The snow fall, the glacier.  These are not still things.  Stillness is a fallacy, an idea born out of a lack of knowledge of molecules.  We must still our minds in order to understand these molecular levels of movement, the notion that the molecules within a block of steel is moving faster than the molecules in something more fluid is intense.  Speed is relative, and is not always about distance, you see.  Though my computer is not moving too much as I type, the molecules within the solid object must move continuously in response to the motion of air, my fingers and everything.  There is no true stillness.  

But there is the illusion of stillness, of the 'moment'.  This is the power of snow.  It is seemingly so still, so quiet, after the world is blanketed with the stuff.  But it is an illusion, brought about by a difference in moment.  

Stillness, as you know if you've ever taken yoga, is an active state, and as such, is never really still.

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This was fun, ignited_spark , thanks! 

 Hi Everyone!

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-ms. B