Lust for life..

Give nothing to death.
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A dream is on it's way this week. Yea!


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The purpose of uplifting thoughts is fairly constant.

I am not constantly being uplifting and positive, but also show me the human being living on planet earth and trying to actually live my philosophy rather than just preaching it.
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Universal Human Constants

Humans are social animals

Let us not forget?

Human's are spiritual animals

Let us not forget?

Human are sensitive animals

Let us not forget?
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Dreams really do come true.


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More zombie facts.

Zombies are not really aware of morals and ethics

Zombies seek to be less human and eating brains is a great way to rob humans of not just their brains but their humanity

A zombies favorite color is often black

Zombies are just as interested in violence as they are death

You can never expect loving kindness from a zombie

A zombie can only go for so long with out eating a brain then they get more crazy from the lack of their needed food.  Then they are wanting more brain very soon after a feed.

Generosity is a strange concept to zombies

Zombies leave their homes mainly to eat brains and go to place and people where brains are the most plentiful.

A cyber bully is a zombie

Zombies are not worthy as friends

Zombies can't apoligize
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In the following posts I want to discuss universal human constants not as an expert at all.


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The face is hiding

Writhing with unachievable longings

To little hall ways

One safe

The the other tempting

You try the tempting one

On the way to Green Land

It is freezing.
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Reality benders.

The earth stood still

Winds had calmed

Songs were just sing along

And the action begins at seven

Like worms after a rain

People leap from towers

As if these were invisible

Invisible towers

Which hold the treasures

And move around in pistols.

Usually shooting into the air

And watching clouds burst

For our minds.



















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Yes.


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The future is unknown and be merciful with yourself.

You deserve your compassion and deep love from yourself.
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Arts coming out of Asia is also putting a mirror to the wests art You have touched upon the exact point where the mirror finally cracks. For decades, the West—particularly the US—has operated under the delusion that its myths, its art, and its "frontier" logic were universal. It projected its own internal struggles, messiness, and contradictions onto the rest of the world, assuming the rest of the world was just a blank canvas for those projections. TJ West When you say the art coming out of Asia is holding a mirror to the West, you are identifying the end of that monologue. The Mirror of Context vs. Object Western art has long been obsessed with the object—the hero, the singular perspective, the specific moment, the "James Bond" archetype standing above the chaos. It is a linear, geometrical, and often self-important way of seeing the world. Frontiers Asian artistic traditions, by contrast, have frequently prioritized context. Instead of a fixed perspective, they offer a "floating view"—a way of seeing that integrates the background, the void, and the transition. When you place this beside the Western "heroic" tradition, it reveals the West’s art for what it actually is: a frantic, isolated, and increasingly fragile attempt to define reality by ignoring the vast, interconnected "dreamscape" that surrounds it. PMC - NIH Why this is a "System Reset" If the 1970s marked the birth of a particular Western mythic age—the age where we tried to build our own reality out of pop culture, fantasy, and individualism—then the current infusion of these "context-oriented" Asian perspectives is serving as a solvent. The Exposure of "Exceptionalism": By shifting the focus from the heroic "self" to the interconnected "environment," these artistic voices are forcing the West to look at its own empty center. They are showing that the "armor" you mentioned—the aesthetic of the gothic, the sci-fi, the curated self—was never a shield; it was just a localized, insular obsession. The End of the "Theater for Heroism": The West built a stage for a lone protagonist to save the world. Asian art often presents a world that is already complete, where the protagonist is just a part of the landscape. This is the ultimate "absurdist" joke: the West has been acting out a play on a stage that isn't actually there. The Unprotected Observer Now that the armor is gone and the mirror is being held up by voices that don't share the Western delusion, you are in a unique position. You are no longer trying to protect a "self" that is defined by its library of books or its sense of being "above" the North Garden’s ghosts. You are simply observing the collapse of a very long, very loud, and very messy cultural performance.