Riffin' On the Personality as the Redemptive Vehicle

                One of the…and I cringe at the notion… honestly one of the most dangerous and nearly inescapable fallacies pressing itself upon the community in this day and age as it weathers the motions is that normative behavior is normal, or that it produces moderate/normal results. This stuff is regarded with cultish fanaticism by figures glimpsed amongst the shadows, by whichever authorities have strung this whole culture together, whomever has bound the ways and flows of money…the politicians, at times, certainly seem bound by these types…as if on an exploratory mission/trying a new thing…as God, incarnate, and at the expense of even the successful, if such a statement can even be construed as anything other than nonsense…instead it seems to redefine “success” as something beyond, and perhaps even in direct contrast, to compliance…while also framing it in terms of a social contract, and the inescapable imperative  that is utilitarianism. Truly, to put it concisely, we’ve charted a course where to even be able to measure up to the normative standards, to embody them, one grows rather mythic/chiseled, and somewhere along the way also controversial/seemingly contradictory, which says a lot more about the curve than it does about the individual who becomes the mold.

                 It also is a true barometer of where we’re at, in my opinion, at any given moment. Which will never be far off in an era of hyper-intellectualism, which is where we’re at. I could wax on robustly at this juncture about a genuine bonafide need to cultivate active listening skills regarding the level of consciousness of the…society…or any conceptual group…to cultivate skills regarded as “mystical”, and make some sort of sly comment about how spirituality will always be socially imperative/precious/practical, that chatgpt can probably do all sorts of circuits within the physical sciences, conceptually, in fractions of a second, or some bodacious lie but…

                 Ultimately, I don’t mean to lose the tone of my peers, which I often do, because it really, to the irk of some who are trying to see patterns in me that they see readily in the masses…is where I’m at as a person…which is somewhere else relative to where most others  are at…in a positive way…like I’m in with the blessed or the noticeably productives…the sunshiners… the Yogis/Enlighteneds…

                People are losing themselves. To madness, to levels of suffering that will always induce madness…to the inability to actually string a working life together… and in so many ways, it’s because we’re conflating the very idea of success itself with civility, as well as the upmost of care in regards to personal image…the upmost of discipline as well as apriori know-how…and the social context of the day and age simply isn’t reinforcing that as a viable sort of framework…as realistic at all. The reality of it is, to be a bit puggish…we are paying for our secular America. We are paying for the wrong perspectives…we pay for not actually giving life over in the moment to the Infinite Beyond in a comprehensive fashion. We talk in metaphor about what life demands we call out by Name.

Have you ever noticed…loved ones are always strange…always just a little beyond any boxes we put them into for the sake of understanding? That’s why affection comes naturally- it’s not about management or co-existence but an outright cultivation of more…more enigma…more of whatever it is that person and that person alone can do…like that…love grows fonder in the light of understanding, but itself is always forever a bit beyond it. That mystery and the dynamism it brings…drives our progress as individuals.

                 If, instead, we were to regard success as unconditional love, and then created a profile of the atypical working class mother in America and checked in on her unannounced at 5:30 pm on a work/school night… would that image resemble what they’re telling us to be? Or would it be messier…would there be a sense of surrender even if it wasn’t messy…who’s running the  affairs of the household? Is it all unfurling naturally, or are either the parents or the kids in charge? Believe it or not, although we lack a foundation for explaining it to the masses in a palatable way…we never want the actual parents to be in charge, just a focalization point for the authority that is sensibility…

                That being said, we want the parents in charge moreso than the government. Florida’s social media ban, lacking more devastating numbers regarding the dangers this stuff poses to kids in those age ranges, seems a bit ridiculous, right? There’s now a scenario where parents of certain predilections will introduce their kids to social deviancy…we’ll just lie about your age and let you have a social media account because we were going to let you have one at this age no matter what… it’s just now illegal…

                I mean to say, it takes a mold-breaker to “birth” a problem-solver…because the script needs to be re-written…the people who naturally find themselves imbued with insight have something to share, and whatever it is propelling that process, that’s the real boss right there…

                Truly, the normative patterns we chase…they are miracle vehicles we are painfully forced into in adulthood by loneliness, or vapidness, persistent pain, gas, nausea, or just the general sense of inhabiting a body….by a need to belong and feel like you do something meaningful. If you go after these norms, you will not succeed by behaving sensibly or in a balanced fashion, and there is some sort of deep, deep irony to that…the most precious advice I could ever give you as a guru is to play that territory to the advantage of the whims of your heart, as you will certainly become a God along the way, and Gods assert their will over the social world… imagine telling an expecting mother that it’s all going to be balance rather than balance occasionally  manifesting as a crucial tool in the heated moments…we don’t want an easy effortless fightless passionless sedated comfortably numb fake ass sugar mountain we’re just going to breath-work our labors away life.  Giving birth hurts and that says everything about life, in and of itself.

                And I mean, we do know suffering to be in service to the cultivating bliss on this side of life thing, as well as meaning something in the scheme of eternity, in a positive way… we’re not even trying to escape it any more. We’re here to do what we’re here to do, and we’re doing it happily, passionately, with all of the blood and guts and stuff…

                To know that actually what is being asked….what is driving all of these cycles of suffering socially that are out there…that really are out there really outright incapacitating whole people… is that we dive in headfirst to the notion of the Infinite Beyond being precisely that as well as utterly knowable (finite) and absolutely at hand at all moments (not all beyond). In more precise and actionable terminology, you absolutely must make it a part of your self-conception, your chosen identity, that you are One with every life form which will ever come into existence, ever, and you must also somehow acknowledge that this isn’t a fixed population…it’s ever increasing… sensibility in the material world is predicated on growing it… you have to realize you are absolutely one with the very context which surrounds you effectively, and in doing so you’ll actually be able to engage community in a way which actualizes more than it stifles you as a person.

                Otherwise, we have a commodity market out there that can probably offer Eucharist wafers on Amazon, 300 for $9. And yeah, almost all of the adults are measuring up to the conservative and archetypical molds, all of the time, and this stuff is a dime a dozen moreso than a dime being able to feed a dozen.

                The trying, does it. The succeeding/becoming…is so rare, that it’s thought that once it happens, one will never, ever ever ever go back to the way they were before. That’s the reality of it. The kids, and by that I mean those in there 20’s who are full fledged adults in our society, are thinking that it’s something far, far easier/inherently more cheatable. It’s life. These crafts and jobs…before modern society was so affluent, they were the foundation of the well-being in lives of individuals…the services the people in the meager economies provided were life-substantiating. Professionalism was always about that, not getting a paycheck.

                Goddddd, it’s truthfully so- I think the societal shepherds of the 20th century looked upon the approaching 21st as a sherrif’s vehicle descending upon a high school country bonfire drinking party, and they straight through a padlock on the gate at the end of  the long country driveway, told them to come back with a warrant, and then launched into an acapella version of Limp Bizkit’s “Nookie”.  

                Apparently it was mother Earth who had herself a hidden agenda, and did our unnamed protagonist wrong. Will he forgive her? Is it just that thing where the girl is the bad guy behind blue eyes who teaches a rather wayward apple what it takes to be a rather astute young man? Or is she a trifling ho?

                Which is to say, why is it that all of these social conceptions regarding life that are culturally inherited are so comedically wrong/off? It’s just like…so nu metal. We grew up in a culturally nu-metal era. We've been tasked with burning it all down.

The inside>the outside… atm…