27 Jun 2014 · 16:33
It is important not to stereotype people, a people. Stereotyping and assumption are not that far removed from one another. For instance, you cannot assume that because a man comes from a line of ancestors that believed in the practice of eating humans, he is a ‘savage’ at heart. You cannot assume any of his ancestors were savages at heart, either. It is the same to me as calling these communities ‘primitive’ simply because they choose – or chose – to live at one with Nature, pitted against her elements – rather than adapting to the alternative, Christianity, and drowning in the shame that colonisers brought to their shores. For cannibals, the practice of eating another human being was a very serious business, it was not a wild urge that needed ‘taming’ by the whites.
Stereotyping tends to result in the objectifying of people, a people. It gives them a label before they have had a chance to show who they are. If labelled wrongly, a person may become disinclined to show anybody anything. It does not take long to realise that it is a serious waste of energy trying to convince a prejudiced mind that it is mistaken. When that prejudiced mindset is eventually exposed – because it will be – there will be no one around who will be bothered to tell that mind the real truth.
Stereotyping is a cop out. Rather take the time to find out who a person is, and what has shaped them the way they have become. Judgements are split-second, that is true for most people and it is not easy to refrain from deciding at a glance what a person is about. You cannot know what a person is about unless you understand what made them the way they are. The only way to know that, is to ask. If you do not get an answer, it is likely that you will not understand.
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06 May 2014 · 11:19
There is a vocation. A calling. It is called Investigator of Kingdoms. It is all-encompassing. When you are required to make an informed decision you need to gather all the information. That means checking the ins and outs of every kingdom. There are a great many, The Animal Kingdom but one. Ask people who game. In part they are all investigators of kingdoms, some of them extraordinarily adept at what they do. Ask people who save animals for a living. Theirs’ is a kingdom. Ask people who have crowned money their king. They belong to a kingdom, too. There is even a point in asking a murdering savage why he does what he does. He will say because he wants to. What can you say to that in a free world?
The Animal Kingdom belongs to Nature. That is the first – and easiest – thing to understand. Man, too – belongs to Nature. Woman, belongs to the Sun. Notoriously possessive, the Sun is a formidable opponent. His shield is virtually impossible to penetrate. The Sun shields the Virgin. That is the second thing to understand. If you will reach her sanctity you must brave fire. In the Animal Kingdom you will find carrion. What else does the wild feed upon? The stench of death does not deter them from feasting. You will find bones, thrown here and there. Everywhere. Then you will find hyenas. They shriek and eat bones. Vultures abound, too. They tidy up nicely.
The Animal Kingdom impacts a lot of pain. Their pain – generated almost entirely by humans – is revisited upon the planet for the humans to experience. The randomness with which sudden death appears to consume people, for instance, is no different to the randomness with which hunting humans seem to choose their targets. Right. You. Bam. Most hunting humans do not say sorry when they kill. Nor do they say thank you. They should. It gives them headway when they become the hunted.
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26 Mar 2014 · 15:33
Tonight the flaming hoops story is new. The tigers have rewritten the script.
The vampires can feel something is up. They swarm to the ticket office.
The tent has a maximum capacity.
This is one show no one is keen to miss.
No one will miss it. It will be pirated and sold on.
That is always the way. They will make the copy worthwhile.
This night, yesss, this one, there will be blood.
A great deal of blood.
The ringmaster just doesn’t know it yet.
The lions have yet to weigh in.
They have thus far remained silent, detached.
That is the luxury of a lion’s say-so in today’s world.
Watch out for what the lions discuss when no one is watching.
They have evolved from circus freaks into machines bred for the bullet.
How advanced is Natural technology? They are under no illusions.
They will always be King of the Jungle.
Go and ask Mowgli. He will tell you what is what.
The vampires bring their progeny to a show such as this.
It is worth the corruption of their young souls.
To see the wild win for a change will lift morale.
The children will bay like wolves. It is their instinct.
The dogs will not perform well if their slot is after that of the cats.
The baying of wolves will unsettle their senses.
For the first time, they will feel divided. It makes sense to divide a pack.
It confuses the master.
The Master. The vampires snigger into their sleeves.
Now that was funny.
What would excite the patrons was the blood-trade spectacle.
It would bring the animals’ eyes alive. It would be best if the hoops were afire.
That would add atmosphere.
If the ringmaster left the gate ajar, that would add atmosphere.
Once he was dead, beheaded, what stood between the angry cats and man?
Vampires in human form die human deaths. That was the dare.
It was their choice to visit the circus on a wild Friday night.
At moonrise it will become clear who sleeps, who wakes.
The tigers have made sure of that.
The fact that the ringmaster came back disappoints many of the circus performers.
Their sentence seemed shorter the other way, when the circus ran itself.
Not to worry. After the cats come the clowns.
They would make everyone smile. It was their job.
They were paid to clown around, so they must clown.
They had better bring the house down.
If they failed, they would be fired. A simple understanding between puppets and master.
Master. The clowns grumble his status into cupped palms that they fling wide, sideways.
They throw out the name with determination. A curse to be rid of.
Send it out. Out. OUT. There is no space in the tent for curses.
The animals can hear their dense man-whispers. The hiss of spit hitting dry hands.
Circus people were superstitious with good reason. Be careful what you summon.
The curses must stay outside.
They are on the naughty step until they learn the first aspect of values.
The gypsy sits outside in her painted caravan. It rests on the backs of two pitch horses.
The red looks good against their black.
She reads for people. Whoever, whatever. She follows the circus and she speaks out.
‘Cross my palm with gold,’ is what she wants to say, with a wink.
She says deadpan, ‘Five bucks, fifty.’
It is not just the wild animals whose eyes have died.
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24 Mar 2014 · 10:07
Domination is an interesting game to play. We have all spent time trying to dominate – situations, people, opinions. The need to be dominant is a throw-back to our wild. Males and females both do it. Children try it on all the time. Domination is not wholly an unhealthy pursuit, it just depends how far you will go to be the dominator. Take Russia for example, they are busy playing dangerous domination games. They will dominate in Crimea, despite the rising tide of negative public opinion with regards this particular pursuit of power. It would seem that they imagine themselves invincible. Their view is irresponsible, provocative, and it does not sit easy with the global community. Perhaps Russia should give some thought to the fact that they are currently disturbing the balance on our planet. This has consequences. I do not believe that Russia has the right to decide that Crimea needs to be a part of its make-up. Crimea belongs to the Crimeans, not the Russians. In fact, it is peculiarly obnoxious for Russia to be stretching its borders to include land that does not belong under Russia’s thumb. It would seem that Vladimir Putin forgets that invasions did not work well for Hitler in the long run. His big ideas are small-minded. Outdated. In actuality – backward. In fact it has to be asked – who exactly does Russia think it is? It cannot convince anyone that its objectives are honourable, no matter how earnest its self-righteous claims.
Domination is a key factor in relationships. Traditionally, women have learned and played the submissive role. Men have been the dominators. Of course there are many exceptions to this rule, but conditioning has seen to it that men stand head and shoulders above women when it comes to being ‘in charge’. It is refreshing to see the German Chancellor, Angela Merkel, making inroads in a male-dominated industry. Politics is an industry, as much as capitalism is an industry. It is encouraging to watch Hilary Clinton at work in her fields of expertise – the adherence to the ways of women bodes well for the future of global diplomacy. There are good reasons why women are usually better at diplomacy than men are. Theirs’ is a learned patience, an inherent understanding of how the world and its people work.
Sex is about domination. Base instinct sees males mounting females in Nature, although it should be remembered that mating in Nature is most often consensual. A male will seldom mount a female unless she has given him the go-ahead. With humans, it is not always this way. There seems to be a subliminal need for humans to demonstrate their prowess – their core ‘power’ – by being the person ‘on top’. Both men and women subscribe to this theory of sexuality and both use their wiles and their ways to make their statement of fact. Be aware that rape is about domination. Slavery is about domination. Domestic violence is about domination, as is child abuse. Think about it. Domination needs careful management. Ungoverned, it creates problems, pain, wars.
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22 Nov 2013 · 07:50
The drive to go home is a strong pull. Every one of us has a sense of ‘home’. We will spend our entire lives travelling there. It is the wild in you that will direct you to your beginnings. That is why it is important to acknowledge your wild. You will take its direction. It is worth realising that ‘home’ for you is not necessarily ‘home’ for your partner, or others in your immediate family. You can all be travelling, simultaneously, to different places. Home is a resting place. You will feel this, it is a knowing. You know when you get there, when you leave. The place in which you live is not necessarily your ‘home’. It depends on how fully you inhabit it.
Home is where your heart is. Your heart is where your truth is. Where you send your head is where you end up. Every time. Home is a sanctuary. Establish early where your ‘home’ is and map the maze that life builds for you around it. Home will be at core. Source. Like a salmon can find its way miles back upstream to its beginnings, you can find your way back home should you need to. Time and again. For some, ‘home’ is that safe place they have in their heads – where there are sunny beaches, rainbows, fluffy bunnies. For others, ‘home’ is their union with another person. It is quite possible to have a relationship deep enough that it takes you both ‘home’. I suppose in an ideal world that level of devotion would be evident in every relationship.
Home replenishes the soul. The starving soul. And at times every single person on this planet has a starving soul. When you hunger for ‘home’, that is when you know. It is visceral. A calling. And it grows larger the longer you ignore it. In fact, your longing for ‘home’ is metastatic. It starts in your heart, then it begins to overwhelm your reason for being and it conquers your conditioning, the will of the system. You become acutely aware of its impatience gnawing at your insides – at the edges of your mind – and at some point, you must obey its call. It is advisable to explain your call to ‘home’ when it comes, before you act on it. Partners can feel abandoned if you should disappear for a time, on a mission to take yourself ‘home’. Children will miss you whilst you are gone. But partners will get over being left, and children will be happy to be reunited with you when you return, refreshed. Going ‘home’ is cyclical. Roll with it.
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17 Oct 2013 · 09:11
Night time at The Circus is the most exciting.
It is when the vampires come to watch. They lust for blood.
They know the wild comes out at night.
There is fire.
The Circus is in a fortunate position. Its blood-trade is spectacle.
Its lineage, too. That is why it is fortunate.
It can pull crowds with its people.
The circus people are like fairground people.
There are none like them.
Luckily for the wild animals The Circus can soon excuse them from service.
Most human beings understand their plight.
Their ‘wildness’ has worn off, anyway. They are tarnished. Has-beens.
Where is the magic in a has-been? If you are honest you will admit there is none.
If you are not convinced then take time to walk around after the show.
Peruse the cages. The stakes.
Notice the eyes of the wild animals. They are dead.
Know that is because they no longer dream.
The subject of the ringmaster is bound to come up. He is a hot topic.
He has begged off again, citing a scratch from one of the big cats.
An infection. Perhaps he will die of tiger?
More likely he will die of scorn. Or rumours.
Whichever, one more no-show and he is out.
There is a three-strike rule for ringmasters.
Of course there is his understudy. There is always an understudy.
Luckily a voice-over is a voice-over no matter who presents.
The ringmaster’s absence does not mean The Circus does not run.
It just manages itself differently.
The wild animals get a night of zoo-treatment. They do not get a night off.
Flashing cameras. Squeals. Pussy-pussy-pussy.
Watch the elephants rocking. Back and forth, back and forth.
They are not dancing, no. They are screaming.
For their captors these screams are not good news.
For the ringmaster, a depression with the elephants is especially bad news.
He is the clown when they refuse later to work for his voice.
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06 Sep 2013 · 11:01
This earth is a circus. It’s about time it got its act together. There is an audience, waiting. There are animals pacing, fretting, hating. The big top is filled with suspense and the acrobats are waiting to fly. Where is the ringmaster? The circus is at a standstill until the ringmaster arrives. What can he possibly be doing? His show waits to go on.
Perhaps he has been eaten around the back, by a tiger. Perhaps he is drunk, in his trailer. Perhaps he has forgotten that he has a performance this day? Whatever his excuse, it is not good enough. You cannot choose to be ringmaster and then neglect your duties.
The wild animals would all like to kill the ringmaster. Each one of them. He is a nuisance to them. A man who punishes, bullies, exploits. A noise. Each flick of his whip is a death-wish. If he should turn his back on the wild for even one moment, he will lose his life. He knows this so he shouts, postures, threatens. The animals watch and they obey, wearily tolerating man’s ego.
The clowns are sweating yesterday’s booze and this morning’s boredom. They know their act is not funny but they line up in the wings, ready to entertain with fake enthusiasm. The audience is anticipating stupidity from the clowns, and they will deliver that stupidity with practiced ease. They always do. They are paid to do that.
The tightrope is strung high. There is no safety net. This day the walker will perform successfully, or die. He is fortunate that all eyes on his progress keeps him glued to the sky. The walker watches horizons, he does not watch each of his steady steps, forwards. You cannot look down and hope to know where you are going.
The dogs are the only ones who enjoy their performance. They find fun in lying, rolling, jumping hoops. They know that each trick will earn them a treat, a reward. That is enough to motivate them into obeying orders.
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16 Aug 2013 · 16:03
Stress can kill you. Easily. Take it on at your peril. Whether it is relationship stress, work stress, parenting stress or a personal stress – know that it is not good for you. Your body – your muscles – retain stress for years and years. Massage – strong massage – is one way to eradicate stored stress in the body. Exercise, clearly, is another. If you should leave unattended the stress that living your life has generated, it will mutate into disease and it will harm your body. It is a given. You can speak your stresses free. People should understand that they do not tell themselves enough about what is going on in life. Silence – when it comes to yourself, your person – is non-productive. If you cannot give yourself clues about how to run your life, then what help are you to yourself, the world?
Half the stress in our days is generated by our doing other than what we should be doing. There are very few people on this planet – when you consider that there are about 7 billion of us – that love what they do for a living. There are too many people following the mentality of the previous generations. What are they doing? Every single generation must think differently. You have to think in the now. This world is not like it was, then. If you cannot align your thinking with the way this planet works these days then you are at a disadvantage to begin with. To become aligned, you need to accept that there is a lot of hate and a lot of hurt in our world.
Animals feel stress. They feel pain, love, terror, hate. Only those animals trained to fight and do stupid tricks for humans, learn hate. Cruelty and abuse break their spirit. In the wild, animals do not know hate. Animals just get each other – in fact far better than people do, as humans. Each type of animal accepts its place in the scheme of things. They use each other when the need arises. They are not usually shitty about it. They eat each other and they breed with each other, they co-exist in the ecosystem. They play with life and they survive, they are not cruel. They are not greedy – they are not human.
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05 Aug 2013 · 13:35
Please be aware of how you speak to yourself. You would be surprised to know how often you upset yourself with your tone of voice. When you are being shitty – either silently or out loud, hear yourself. Really listen to what it is that you are saying. It will tell you a lot about which of your needs are not being met, which parts of you are disgruntled. Your life is about getting your needs met. Your basic needs – safety, sustenance, love. It is about identifying and addressing the archetypes that reside in your psyche. If you spend enough time watching your behaviours without judging yourself for your actions, you will notice how certain aspects of yourself come to the fore in certain situations. It is very interesting to watch these archetypes act, and interact. Battle. The stiller your mind, the clearer your components and their motivations. We are all made up of components, coping mechanisms, skills. Every single person on this planet has a skill. You must find out what your skill is, and develop it. Adults should help children identify their skill(s), the younger you discover what you excel at, the more informed your choices for your future. Should you have missed the opportunity to identify for yourself what it is that you are good at, then your life is still a mystery. Don’t give up on finding a solution. There is always a solution.
Free speech is vital when you are communicating with yourself. But mind your tone. You must say it as you feel it if you wish to be heard, so know that direct is best. Diplomacy is good if you can manage it. Ears are attuned to decency in a person, kindness of mind. The truth. Don’t lie to yourself. Be disciplined enough to tell the truth. Truth is a discipline. Should you lie to yourself about anything whatsoever, know that is your first failing on the path to self-actualisation. If you want to know who you are, tell yourself how it is to be alive as you – how it really is – and listen to the news of the world. Hear, too, any advice you give yourself. The way you guide yourself counts. There will be a gentleness to your ministrations, and a harshness. A harshness of spirit indicates an impatience, a determination. Anger. Usually, at self. Keep that in mind. It indicates, too, a striving inside. When you will not settle for things the way they are – when you will not accept of yourself or your world anything less than best – you will have to entertain the harsher side of your being. Do not be afraid of your darkness. We all have a harshness of spirit, it comes with the territory of being human. We need it for this life. Train your harshness to drive you forwards. It is your wild. Welcome it. It can take you places.
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