So in relation to a manager at work, I do not have to explain myself at all. I don't. However, I am exploring this need to simply be free with the speech, even when it's inconvenient, and even when it bows the back among those in THE positions of actual power. I think a lot of people are afraid to speak up, and yes, if it is arrogant and mindless, it would be a good idea to do so. I'm not arrogant, regardless of assertion, nor am I mindless of which involves much more than individual assertion, of which those who hold that record follow that, even among this shadow show language. Meaning the way in which we interact, the way in which be layer and articulate the ongoing patterns, is a way of articulating a resonant basis, so even if we are a potter bound to our clay, or somehow confined to a trampoline in the sky, there are ways among the confinement to articulate something else, in relation. It's not simply one entrapped and dissipating inherently, though that is a common assertion. And yes, we can think whatever we like, and maybe I am dissipating, among the adventuring of a disco ball murder extravaganza. I'll just have to put some glitter on it and keep dancing...So be IT, even if we can't let IT be.
I wonder about that though. My best friend, a long time ago, though it doesn't seem that long, in middle school wore a shirt, the Beatles, with let it be. Peace seemed like a desirable matter, along with happiness and love, of something purely sentimental, and purely at odds with human activity. Still, it's a nice matter, so long as the icey affair outside of the bourgeoisie is neatly tucked away. Where we were at, was at the time, rural, no longer though, as Atlanta is overtaking the area, but it was this sheltered rural existence that a county below still exists. So even when it comes to music festivals, before I started helping my uncle (by marriage) with music stuff, we would be taking in everything at face value, of something to achieve peace, love, harmony, and all things utopic and disconnected from anything sobering. I think of the artists I would work with in Nashville who were chasing after a music dream, when it's more like selling hamburgers. The point, is that among these promotions, there is an inside track, and it's not such a secret...the one among that grouping is working from a sobering lense. There is the ideal, and then there is the souring outcome among the hustle (which isn't a fun gig btw).
So then I go back to that time in my middle school days with my best friend, and we wore a lot of Beatles stuff. I was into the Yoko Ono Lennon design. Then we get into High School, which was kind of a sham because we were confined to the same Middle School as a 9th grade campus, which at first, I think we all had a bad attitude about it, but then, when we got there, it was an entirely different school. Everyone the past year was from our area, rural Georgia, then the new homerooms were filled with people from all around the country and Europe, primarily the UK. What was this? The return of Woodstock was back, and it was an MTV sugar pop affair, but the grunge bill did fit with the festival theme. Still, that's at the time where it's more about the face value ideal of it. It's a festival that is promoting something that we all like to buy into for the kid at heart, but something that if we actually give a damn, will realize that isn't such a nice matter, and yet, like selling hamburgers, if someone can score food on the table for a lot of people, then there might be a justification, though better alternatives are likely desired. Meaning, at some point, after woodstock grunge and Woodstock disaster, 1999, I picked up some mags on the festival, in particular from the magazine Cream, based in San Francisco, that actually did interviews with the drug dealers that explained how they organize, even in relation to the police, who know as well how it is all setup, of which with the system, those actually a part of the crew full-circle, will not incriminate themselves, as they designed it that way, and they all lived in San Francisco, with some of the operations in the midwest. There were also discussions about other aspects of the operations like food, the stage etc...and also how vastly different the group was at the original festival vs the sugar pop kids of the 90s. The original festival was more like a festival where the audience was attracting more of the attention than the stage. Not all the time, but even among the journalism, it was the festival of people that had the appeal, rather than a stage line up of one's favorite artists...and I mean, the logistics involved the key network of power obviously...and it all went well for the first two festivals and then went to hell in a handbasket in 1999, which Prince's party like it's 1999 foreshadowed the souring nothing that was to come. It's like that moment you find your very own lover tits, going at it, finally the time has arrived, like a graduation, like understanding Prince's 1999, only to realize there will be no climax, as your lover tits internally combusted, much like a peace festival gets burned down...to which I question that cultural shift. How the hell could something like that even happen...and the cultural shift would involve a newer generation, not the older generation...
Even when I consider the band line ups, I think event he artists themselves for 1999 found humor in the fact that their entire style wouldn't at all correspond with a peace festival and yet these bands were almost exclusively going to be the top bill for this...Of which someone in my grouping would have known it wasn't going to workout. You will have a whole bunch of knucklehead bros dominating this so-called peace festival, so why not speak up? Why not say, listen, I know your sir money bags in the mirror, but fuck it, this isn't going to likely workout in terms of the music line up. Even if someone is looking at the market, someone has to have the gumption to say no, fuck you, I'm raising hell, kick me out, I don't care, this is going to be fucked if we go in this direction. Just a mentality, that even in New Orleans, among older artists, who did some hippie shit but also, did some other stuff too, just have that mentality, of just letting the thoughts hang the fuck out, and if you don't like, fine...It's that All in the Family mentality, then talk your shit too. But if you are playing it filtered and safe for the big bad powers that be, that desire and open free flow of information, then how the fuck are they going to avoid shit hitting the fan, when you are too caught up in being a nice nothing glasshouse attempting to avoid having your skull cracked, because you haven't even had the care to pick up the books and trace the patterns. So, even when I encounter thoughts and artistries, like Pantera's Nazi gangster Jew...or greentea peng's Jews are still singing his praises...and in time, considering the influences of Muslims, like even the critiques of Christianity, there will be critiques of any and all major religions...which like with all critiques, there's the first line of business, which is what's the alternative...along with sure, we can rethink and storm for newer ways, as well as hedge in relation to information that we find to be useful...that type of matter. Meaning, the shadow show language flowing like water, once upon a time was always promoted...and then it just seems like all of this is just too hard and a waste of time...and yet, again, in all facets if this continues it will be like the 1999 peace festival from hell. People planning with assymetric information getting fucked because their little loyal angels are fake bullshit, unwilling to even say the most controversial matters to their face, as they attempt to save face like cowards.
Just saying. And much like the antis among the antis, yes, there is this absurdity of no in-between, involving Israel and Palestine, and I've discussed it, coupled with that important relation of Palestinian in relation to Philistines (which was an American pejorative for decades, FYI, which is Anti-something obviously) and the Mycenaeans. Much like in the news it's Israel vs Palestine, and yet that entire region, seeming to be referenced at large as Palestine including the kingdom of Israel, has a complex layering with relationships among all of these regions, so there would indeed be an in between, and I've gotten vocal about that, of Israeli-Palestinian interactivity, among groups that work in relation rather than some absurd staging reads like an oversimplified west-side story dichotomy. I even consider the absurdities of this so called LGBTQ that isn't cohesive, isn't so nice, as certain personalities who look so nice, typically your clean cut caucasion types, money, or among a middle class grouping, take aim at those who aren't so into embodied roles, but rather find closeness and attraction on the basis of process...but these embodied dickfaces will freeze those of my nature out of any and all avenues because they are subhumanizing pricks, and yet many will get their VIP tickets to the HRC gala for a photo op when they are entirely full of shit. Matters might have changed. I'm not sure, but I do remain critical of the matter, and no, I really want little to do with any absurd promotions of a rainbow flag/a glittery eyes to the surface fuck fest, which isn't a summation of the community, meaning I like the Lesbian bars...but yes, that is ...rarely would I attempt to engage anything LGBTQ at this point...a bunch of superficial assholes with smiles. The end. So it's simply this flow of critical engagement. The matter goes insofar, but this cultural promotion, like people should be afraid to speak their mind, like the matter represents an inherent basis of embodied truth, when even that isn't logical as we reason insofar...It's just something that I consider in terms of these influences of my approach. That 1999 generational jack assery, after years of growing up with the beatles and a previous woodstock has that kind of influence on me. Sycophancy fucks people out of needed information...so fuck an angel in the face...crack the skull of the one who likes to look the part, and rip them apart as soon as you follow they are there to overstep with a deceptive visual. Fuck them running.
But even in relation to powers, it's a lot of easement behavior, of just letting the little angels pretend because it's easier that way, as if having less on the ground speaking up doesn't hurt matters. When a peace festival goes up in flames...of which peace, again, isn't such a nice matter, but peace, in terms of getting food on the table can work, so that's where the positive assertion of matters remaining...peaceful for piece comes into play. Even for people to speak on their political parties....there are these absurd fucking hesitations vs that cultural influence I grew up in, where there wasn't an expectation to think the same at all and the person with a different party or some kind of differing organization became a desired friend, not a foe, as that free flow of information and understanding helped stabilize matters....
Maybe we wanted the festival to burn...IDK... The Point, that event was an influence, that event shaped my academic desires to some kind of a degree...to figure out ways of being a bit more out with the flow of information (considering I was used to remaining quiet, and no, ironically, I'm not at home with the shadow show language at my core), and what that relation with this fine hour of a shadow show language means....It's a failure, a comic tragedy, etc...but it's useful...and there is benefit from it for a variety of interests....and fuck saving face, gun for the polished pucker purity ring, aspiring to be something that behaves similarly to a dictator, even in a kind way. Run the critical engagement, and work from the basis of bounded faculty...and an understanding of how this language works, among splits, among inevitable contradictions that collapse, among paralyzing ignorance, and yet, there are patterns and a conceptual basis of form, that despite the failing functionalities, offer insights...among ideas that influence actions, habits and behaviors...it's not a perfect basis, but it is what we have...and having that mentality to just say what's among critical consideration, to be the imperfect shit stained creature, to drop the purity ring act, of adhering to free speech, before any other superficial consideration, likely would have prevented Woodstock 1999 from burning down...Just saying. This cultural shift, of let's play angel in the mirror, does a lot of damage when one considers a need for improved symmetries of information...We are not North Korea...Americans do not goosestep and there would be an key basis for that tradition...Democracy wouldn't be a mere veneer, much like US Citizenry wouldn't be a mere label...there are behaviors expected that safeguard matters that emerge among inevitable change...not to mention, serve as the catalyst for innovation...a distinct role for the US...So....yeah...If something is on my mind, even if it is inconvenient to say or the ever so controversial...I'm still going to discuss the matter, and the focus will remain the same, to work on a basis of a meeting of the mind, sure it's the encode to the decode, but that's just how life works. It's not always fair, and I don't care...I get to paint and get more space than say someone who is suited up and serving as a fucking billboard for everyone else...so much fun! But throw in some jets, drugs, and sex parties...I mean, throw in some Lincoln Town Cars, spa dates, and organic foods....then that might counteract the other bullshit. Not sure...It's a different lot. They have a housed destiny I guess...I'm the bohemian destiny...I'll likely end up on wheels....on fire...Ab Fab...
