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  • wittyjules 12:41 am on May 25, 2012 Permalink | Reply
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    The thing about pop culture is… 

    You’re readily/easily/immediately irrelevant. 

    In this day and age of instant gratification and revolving door recycled trends, we don’t stand out as the most sophisticated or introspective group of people. In fact, it seems we’ve spent a couple generations on merely forgetting that we are people…distracting ourselves from life, rather than embracing it. If life truly imitates “art”, then we are a bunch of Sims, shopping around for temporary brands of happiness. Can I ask a question? Well, another one, anyway…

    What the fuck happened to simplicity???

    When did a sunrise become irrelevant? We ignore (quite without a murmur) the little bits of joy passed to us from our Creator. It’s not “cool” to sit outside and soak up the sunshine, feel the wind in our face, or gaze out at the few trees we haven’t demolished in the name of “progress”. And we never take the time to miss it, either. We distract ourselves from real life with a fake existence of wasting time and counting minutes. We have to spend money, impress other people, eek our way to justification in any way deemed “socially acceptable”.  You can’t just LIVE. No…that would put lots of sleazebag salesman/lawyer/ad monkey types out of a job. How atrocious. We are and must be a nation of consumers. Buy shit you don’t need, they beckon, because we say you might need it one day.

    It’s all a gimmick…bottom line is ratings…soulless, yuppie, 80’s bad guys in a jar, is what we have become (with a few rare gems of exception; relatively speaking). Look in the mirror and tell yourself the fucking truth. It sucks, but it’s the only way to fix us. 

    All of us.

  • wittyjules 12:47 am on May 20, 2012 Permalink | Reply
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    You can just tell… 

    (my secrets)

    I can tell a lot about a person by looking at them. Not at what they wear, or how they talk, but at the subtleties that make up a human life. Their eyes, hands, and shoulders all tell their stories. And I am an avid reader. For example, in any person’s eyes, written underneath the current expression (worn just for the occasion), you will find a mind reaching out, to meet yours.

    A person’s hands tell you the story of his/her life: the roads traveled, if you will. Hands will tell you if they work hard, or if they’ve led a manicured existence. If they’ve fought their way to this point, or oozed past us on easy-going sidelines.

    Shoulders…well, I hate to ever see them slump. It absolutely breaks my heart to see another human being at his/her breaking point. A person’s shoulders tell you a great deal about self-worth. This is, perhaps, the most integral. It’s one’s opinion of oneself, put forth into the world, which determines one’s destiny within/of/among Wo/Mankind.

  • wittyjules 5:23 am on July 27, 2011 Permalink | Reply
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    And, now, for something completely different… 

    People tell me all the time, “Jules, you’ve gotta think outside the box.”

    These are people who: A. Don’t know me, at all, or (much worse), B: Don’t or can’t accept what comes out of my mouth (and pen) when, as I tend to, do think outside the box. I noticed, a long time ago, that I just can’t stay in the damned thing. The box, that is. But, I’m a weirdo, for it. This same group, who tell me not to think what I think, or say what I say, are one in the same….the whole, “outside the box” crowd. Personally, I find it amusing. However, I digress. The time has come, to make my point.

    I am the very first to admit that I’m no physicist. Math has always been an issue for me. It doesn’t keep me from speculating upon certain theoretical issues, however. In short, I’m all theory and no practice, so please, bear with me and my sprinkles of (mostly) conjecture.  I happen to be a believer in several different scenarios of quantum theory, out of the eight major, basic themes, concerning reality. First of all, I discount the theory that there is no “deep reality”, due to its integral flaws. How can there be no deep reality, if we exist? When Bohr said that, to go further( than to scratch the surface) was madness, he merely meant that it would drive him (as an old-school scientist) mad. He just couldn’t get with the times. I also contest that observation, as a passive entity, cannot possibly create reality. Besides, it’s utterly and (dangerously) subjective. Only one person, or mind, is needed to observe what s/he observes (which inevitably varies, based upon bias, experience, etc.), and that is wholly insane, or, at the very least, has the potential to be. I feel the most likely scenario to be that, consciousness creates reality (with a cross section of multiple realities based upon choice and circumstance; much like a game of chess, but I’ll get to that, in just a moment).

    Well, you may say to me, how is ‘consciousness creating reality’ any less subjective, than ‘observation creates reality’? Because my theory stipulates, Sir, or, Madam, that the consciousness creating the reality, is a collective. Just as, one atom bends, to another, so do our minds. Things meld, become hazy, interpret each other, and mold to become (some) mostly defined form of what we all perceive.

    I’ll return, now, to the idea that  chess is a cross section of multiple realities, based upon choice and circumstance. You’ll have a five-move Mate, going on, inside of your brain, and the opponent goes and fucks you up. He moves the Queen you were just about to trade, before sacking your Bishop, to Mate him with a Knight and a Rook (it happens, I swear…). Now, bottom line, the whole reality of those sixty-four squares, has changed. It’s altered, in a way to which you must adjust, or die. This is your new reality; the possibility of defeat, in the wake of certain victory. After all, how did your opponent see your move? I could blame collective consciousness and your projection of your mind, to his, but, I won’t. What I will say is that we, like all animals (and it’s best not to forget that we are, for all intents and purposes, animals) tend to follow a distinct and predictable pattern of attack. If you’re still with me, stick around…it’s about to get fun (for dorks, like me, anyway).

    My theory, based solely upon the particular ramifications of my previously mentioned theories, is that I (in particular) project my consciousness strongly, into the overall collective, to which I attribute most of our reality. I do feel that there is a final word; a sort of mix, of God (“or whatever it is, if it actually exists”-The Life Aquatic, With Steve Zissou), and mere Man. If I piss off any feminists, I apologize, now. I do own a vagina, myself, I just don’t keep quite the exclusive rights on it, which you folks seem to.

    Bukowski once said, “Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must lead.” He was right, to a fault. The supposely ‘sane’ people are the two-legged cattle who go about with smiles on their (whacko) faces, blubbering about Jesus, and ‘American Idol’, at the same time, if you catch my drift.

    If ‘God’ were the purest form of absolute energy, and we were a continuation of that energy, emanating from the center of the Universe, to continue on, throughout death and the infinite reaches of said Universe; couldn’t science and religion coexist, as equal parts of the whole, without one trying to dominate the other? And, couldn’t humanity (or, whatever this slideshow of the inexplicable gauntlet of life and reality, as we know it) embrace and welcome death, as a graduation to the next stage of existence…a, sort of, evolution, beyond the consciousness we all think we know, but within the regulations of the infinitely more powerful ‘sub’-conscious, as it were? Just some food, for thought….or, thought, for food…


    • Mr WordPress 5:23 am on July 27, 2011 Permalink | Reply

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      • Chrisy 6:58 pm on August 3, 2011 Permalink | Reply

        I think you should go to a university and major in philosophy. Hit it up, man!

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