Sometimes We Boycott our Feelings

The real motivation behind the attraction

Underneath the thinking is the feeling

Uncover the justification

Promote the healing

Here I stand head in hand

Turn my face to the wall

Lennon’s hide your love away

Feeling two foot small

Ask the question

What comes first?

Some theories of emotion posit feeling before cognition

James-Lange, Cannon-Bard, but the Schachter-Singer two factor theory seems well versed

Any way you cut it

Deep forces arise within

Shaping our behaviors

This is how bonding memories begin

Sometimes we know the exact reasons

Sometimes we do not

Sometimes we boycott our feelings

That often precede the thought

Best to be open and honest

Childhood memories are indeed strong

If you cannot identify the core feelings

Turns out you may get it all wrong

DCG

Be You of Conscious Mind

The moment before

You drift off to sleep

A memory comes to you

One that is buried deep

Memories often populate

And integrate with your dreams

Leaving with you a communiqué

To unravel the schemes

The mind has a way

To process the unrest

Perpetuating those feelings

You may have suppressed

A subconscious attempt

To resolve any dissonance

A conscious mindfulness

The conscription of imminence

Be you of conscious mind

Be you one to search your soul

I present to you

Our cognitive tool for quality control

DCG

Words of Wisdom 3

Exhilaration is that feeling you get just after a great idea hits you, and just before you realize what’s wrong with it.

-Unknown-

The man who insists upon seeing with perfect clearness before he decides, never decides.

-Henri Fredric Amiel-

It is not doing the thing we like to do, but liking the thing we have to do, that makes life blessed.

-Goethe-

Nothing worse could happen to one than to be completely understood.

-Carl Jung-

If the only tool you have is a hammer, you tend to see every problem as a nail.

-Abraham Maslow-

Great ideas need landing gear as well as wings.

-C.D. Jackson-

I believe that genius is an infinite capacity for taking life by the scruff on the neck.

-Christopher Quill-

If you’re never scared or embarrassed or hurt, it means you never take any chances.

-Julia Sorel-

You can’t turn back the clock. But you can wind it up again.

-Bonnie Prudden-

Originality is the art of concealing your source.

-Franklin P. Jones-

In matters of principle, stand like a rock, in matters of taste swim with the current.

-Thomas Jefferson-

Success is a journey, not a destination.

-Ben Sweetland-

To live alone, one must be either an animal or a god.

-Aristotle-

If the doors of perception were cleansed, man would see everything as it is, infinite.

-William Blake-

The moon is but a circumambulating aphrodisiac divinely subsidized to provoke the world into a rising birth rate.

-Christopher Fry-

Study is like the heaven’s glorious sun that will not be deep-searched with saucy looks.

-William Shakespeare-

Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards.

-Sören Kierkegaard-

If while certain forms of self-disclosure can be a risky proposition because the reactions of others are not predictable, then living a double life can also be quite stressful since it prevents a person from achieving congruence between the public and the private self.

-De Monte Flores-Schultz-

I know you believe you understand what you think I said, but I am not sure you realize that what you heard is not what I meant.

-Unknown-

I see the world through the lens thyself, so the world is smeared if thy lens is dirty.

-Unknown-

WikiPsalm #Three

With Compassion we recognize

The mutual connection of the human being

We transcend our differences

We liberate ourselves- the process of valuable healing

With proper care and attention

A planted seed will grow healthy and strong

Teach your children well

In compassion lies our need to belong

WikiPsalm #Three

DCG

Piety of the Cynic

 

You keep thinking that your life’s gonna change

But what do you do?

Did ya think it’s getting any better?

Did ya think it’s a deja vu?

How much can you trust your ego?

At what cost, at what worth?

Consider it serious?

Or just consider it with mirth?

Did I turn into a cynic?

Did I write my decree?

Place myself above others?

Or put myself down on a knee?

When did I stop caring?

Or do I care too much?

Do I put myself before others?

Or am I out of touch?

Quell my faith in sincerity

Disbelief in the goodness of Humanity

Where am I to go?

Belief in wisdom, or is it mental profanity?

I must help myself

I must begin with me

Careful of my intention

Suspect of all that is carefree

I begin with an ending

I begin with a choice

The circular reasoning

Now bedevils my passive voice

The piety of the cynic

echoes bouncing inside my head

Is it my salvation?

Is it my Spearhead?

DCG

Paid my Dues

Paid my dues

No one owed me anything

Earned my way

Maybe sometimes under the angels wing

I roll with the punches

Don’t always get what I want

But when it comes down to it

Do or die on with the hunt

Don’t know if you can teach this

Don’t know when I was taught

Boils down to character I guess

Either gifted or sought

But let’s be honest

I’ve tumbled many times with scars still there

I pray to be humble

Not too salty

When balanced I’m aware

The darkest of times

Lies not in the absence of light

But in the absence of faith

Thinking there will never ever be any cessation of night

Call it a miracle

Call it chance

Swear into the wind

Or stay in a trance

Become the person

Your past self will appreciate

Inspire by beating adversity

Get on with the Chase

Love conquers all

See with your heart

Heal the wounds

Make a new start

DCG

Police Car One-Zero-Nine

Message in a bottle

Sending out an SOS

Perplexity for Felix

His identity has become detached

Aligning himself with poor choices

Police car one-zero-nine now dispatched

Pent up feelings

Will never cease to rest

Boiling water turns to steam

The heat will burn when this vapor is expressed

Ticking time bomb

The clock tick’s away

Part of the human condition

Tick-Tock; what more do I need to say?

Our capacity for emotion

Great love or great hate

The worst kind of human experience

Apathy eradicates human fate

Both the heart and mind must guide you

Especially of what you feel

The wisdom of this harmony

Is precisely in its appeal


DCG

The Thing about Self-Reliance


innocence is taken

A worldview now changed

Conflict we create

Conflict we sustain

There are no shadows in the darkness

They only appear in the spotlight

Memories go undisturbed

If they remain out of our sight

We blindfold ourselves

The hard truths that we have forgotten

This doesn’t take the sting away

Out of the misbegotten

I need your support

I can’t see the light anymore

I’m surrounded by this darkness

Can’t find my way to the door

The thing about self-reliance

We sometimes lose our way

The solace we seek is hidden

Beneath the pain in our decay

We hide this from those around us

Family, friends, and our workmates

Only to endure this suffering

A dark force within that resonates

The awakening to tip the scale

Can always be found in this daze

Allow yourself to be in the present

The past is but a fog and a haze

The choice becomes right before us

With every breath and every step we take

Walk in the light of our knowing

That this path is ours to make


DCG

The Skeptic in me

In past days I remember conversations I’ve held with friends about topics that held my attention.  I once was instructed by a friend that there is no meaning when we ask the “why” questions about academic psychological inquiries.  I understood the implications of this analysis, but the philosopher in me continues to ask the “why” questions even to this day.  Mind you, this was back in the early nineteen-eighties when I was a psychology student and I seemed to question everything.  I was thirsty for knowledge, and my studies directed me in paradigms that for me demanded further clarification.  My friend whom had asserted his position was far more advanced in this field than I was, yet I seemed to be driven by a beat to a different drummer.

No matter what paradigmatic psychological school of thought you tend to follow, the basic questions I asked went beyond the psychological realm.  Thus I entered into the realm of philosophy when I started to ask these types of questions.  Even when I was a psychology student, the philosopher in me still thrived years before I decided to double my major in both disciplines.

I can’t really remember the exact topics at the time of this conversation, but I still remember the response of my friend to my questioning these matters that were of interest to me.  Maybe this is the reason I decided to also major in Philosophy.  Maybe this is also the beginning of the Skeptic in me.

Ironically I consider myself gravitating to the pragmatic philosophies of the world, yet I am still intrigued by many other differing types of philosophical thought.  What stirs up a person to question their reality?  Why do people become skeptical?  Perhaps it is because they find conflicting information in what they see, read, and are told to believe as conditions they should except?  Is it that there are fundamental issues with these assertions that contradict their notions of reliability?

However the rubber meets the road, we are still vaulted forward into discovery by our very nature of asking questions, and this is how many approach to learn about their world; by asking questions.  I do not know all of the reasons that led me to become inquisitive.  I only know that I am that way.  I am not always inclined to act in this way, yet much of my being has an affinity with acting in this way.

There are many ancient skeptical schools of philosophy.  Foundations of these schools come from India, Zen Buddhist, Chinese, and Greek schools, as well as the foundations from later Western schools of thought expressed by David Hume, René Descartes, and Immanuel Kant.  I do not draw on these schools directly into their epistemological constructions as my form of skepticism is tied closer to matters associated with social pragmatic implications.

Doubt can be a useful tool.  It is the basis for discovery into any assertion made.  When we are told what to believe with little evidence, we can either accept it, challenge it, or dismiss it.  I speak more of a way to diffuse opinion than to uncover the metaphysical and epistemological domains of human knowledge.  You may think it is preposterous to live by such examinations, but sometimes it can help us achieve a better understanding of our place in this world.

I must say that before I knew anything about Skepticism, it was in my nature to ask these questions despite my intellectual foundations.  Why did I ask them?  Because I received information that somehow needed further explanation to understand it than to simply accept it as it was received.  I was predisposed to question these types of questions.  If we look further into my history, and we have demonstrated that it was not an intellectual awakening that summoned this spawn of thought, than where will we find the genesis of my disposition?  Maybe the environment in which I was raised?

I was born into a family that did not quite understand the meaning of “intimacy.”  The struggle to impart any kind of a healthy world view and skill of becoming a successful person in relationships, were not the best of what my parents could offer.  My family had a difficult time just relating to one another my entire life, as with many families who face some of these intimacy issues.  As I matured, I withdrew into my own perceptions and observations about the world as it unfolded.  I was both the master and / or the slave upon which my beliefs conducted me into this brave new world.  I sense that that my family’s interactive behavior had ultimately led me on a lifelong quest to find some answers to the questions that has perplexed so many of us from time to time.  Due to the insatiable need that grew within me, questions began to emerge from a skepticism that was derived from the foundation of my family’s interactions and was conveyed through my own family experience.  I have always loved my family and wanted closer connections, but my skills to achieve this were not yet formed.

I think this was the impetus of my approach to the world as I became the person known as me.  The fundamental skeptical foundation that led me to question what I was told to see the world as it was by proxy of my family’s influence.  Moreover, I did on my own accord because the information I was receiving was not satisfying my sense of the world.  I had independent confirmation and differences of interpretation to how I encountered the world that was in direct conflict with what I was told.  Thus the philosopher in me expressed itself into the world.

Today I am still questioning, I am still drawn to asking questions we are told about the world we live in, but not from my family’s input, rather it is from the world at large: the powers that be!

Clearly there has never been such a push for a dystopian era in past decades then our current situation worldwide.  History has shown many such examples, yet we have not learned much from these as our push for a multicultural civilization is thrust upon us.  Today I question multiculturalism which I argue is what globalist’s want to achieve as opposed to a multi-ethnic community that has indisputably existed around the world without massive inharmonious complications given one factor: that the multi-ethnic communities adopt the ethical foundations of the land such as the American experiment of governance among other Western Democracies.

What say you?

 

 

In a World Full of Sorrow

In a world full of sorrow

Think of these things

when someone thought of you first

Sharing laughter

The kindness that it can bring

In a world full of sorrow

Raise yourself up to see

Recognize the potential for goodness

In all of us to be

In the law of attraction

A conversion of energy

Positive frequency aligns the soul

Aligns with positive identity

Blind Master Po points to the grasshopper at Cain’s feet

Cain says master how is it that you can see?

Master po says how is it that you cannot?

Where is your sensibility?

In a world full of sorrow

The burdens are too easily seen

We must change our orientation

Cleanse the spirit keep it clean

Cling not to heartache

It will give you pain

And with reflection

You will relive it again and again

In a world full of sorrow

Understanding is key

Embrace only the positive

And not calamity

Emotional pain can be a teacher

We can learn humility

Attach and become sorrowful

Or learn empathy


DCG