Anything could act as a catalyst and mediator between consciousness and repressed material one knows is there but tries to deny, ignore, rationalize, minimize, distract or avoid. Over ripe bananas did it for me, plus reading Sartre over coffee. Anxiety increases as the lies wear thin and one becomes increasingly conscious of that which one wishes would stay unconscious.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Monday, January 24, 2011
God and Coffee
Along life's highway, I discovered a perfect visual marriage of commerce and religion, nothing new. There's even a movie about it, called The Bible and Gun Club. OK, forget about religion for a moment. Let's not belabor the obvious, or maybe what I have to say is obvious. What is implied in the concept of God? That's a huge question I won't even attempt to answer, except to stutter a few words on behalf of Dreaming Man.
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Get a Handle on the Situation
Pull yourself together, get a grip on the handle, don't panic, it's only January 2011. Eventually this month will vanish, never to return. Most of what happens now will be forgotten, except for the shocking events taking place at this moment, flooding in Australia, mudslides in Brazil. It's in the news, a spectrum of human suffering ranging from total trauma to minor irritation. Whatever the situation, one has no choice but to deal with oneself.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
The Life of Pie
As Canadian as a slice of apple pie, Styrofoam textured, cinnamon-flavored sugar stuff, a chip off the old menu, did you hear about what to do if you run out of apples? Use crackers and cinnamon in the pie. Nobody will be able to tell the difference. "Pie-eyed" is an expression for somebody who had too much to drink. Get pie eyed and dream about pie in the sky. What is the average life-span of a slice of pie served to a customer in a diner along the highway from one city to the next?
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