After reading history for a while it catches on you the state of things and how large (and short, repetitive and greedy) humanity is. Eventually the question of “why dont you do something?” arrives which I easily answer, Im doing, nothing!!
Mmm, I think the apples and carriage need a little distinction from the background big apple-sky, and maybe the adorns more “oily” mmm… Anyway, back to subject.
The blessing of the other side of the apathy coin, I would need to take a side, but thats never going to happen, next is to create your own, that means assembling and sustaining an army of whatever… never… so back to being soldier of anything… how about no?… I dont really have to explain this one much, do I?
So, lets fill this post with actual content, I was thinking about something like “leviathan vs social contract” I try to avoid simplifications but its impossible in these little posts… its about the conception not of societies but of “state”, which I would call the “power to organize the people”.
Human eats human, betrays and takes advantage; they need to be together in groups so some consensus is established, but then, the betray… so you need a higher power to force order… some call it god, like the ancient gods to remind you of the fear you should have of nature, by the state of your earlier technology and men gloated in primitive impulse.
Then the change of divine from nature to man, bringing the you should be better together with the you should be more, though power will always find a way to become divine and perpetuate, now under this shade, along with this new layer of “dont be savage and behave!” at least under certain circumstances…
If you dont have liberty, its said power enshrines, If you have it its said there is no equality. Central power corrupts, social contract becomes obsolete.
“Power to organize the people”, whats its nature and where does it reside? then youll hear a thousand millions “me!!”… from brutal dictatorships to “democracies” with a hundred circus of pretend… from priests, preachers, activists, intelligence operators… to this little storyteller making time until the next drawing is being made.
This one is called “Bloodthirst”. Im gonna change the lyrics of Turning Time Around, from love to power, cause it sounds funny, haha… ew, still, interesting:
-She says, what do you call power?
-Well I call it harry.
-Oh, please I’m being serious, what do you call power?
-Well, I dont call it family and I dont call it lust, and as we all know marriage isnt a must, and I suppose in the end, its a matter of trust, if I had to, Id call power: time.
-She says, what do you call power, cant you be more specific? Is it more than the material hieroglyphic?
-Well for me time has no meaning, no future, no past, and when you’re in power, you don’t have to ask, there’s never enough time to hold power in your grasp.
Turning Time Around.
It sure took me a ridiculously long while for something so simple, I was offered the first of the Adopt a Pigeon program weeks ago and until today… ahhhhh…. anyway, here is Michael (to the right) and his Wife:
Now I kind of wish of have done this with so many, but so many have died its now impossible, and it brings other personal issues, so, meh… They are not that attached to me but they do trust me enough and their fear of me is low. Pigeons have this panic about humans, well, they are so tiny, and you can imagine how that instinct grew (anybody likes chicken here?). They came later after the “first wave” of friendly birds happened, but they quickly took a closet as nest, without much fear. (I do remove eggs).
In summer they go nest at a nearby large semiabandoned building called here the “catholic curses center”, they actually invaded some bathroom and nested there… they have their normal place here by my shower, its high so they dont mind about me much (and its so very easy to clean). He cut his finger somewhere around here, when it happened I noticed because of blood, he was kind of scared but soon later went back to normal. His left leg is retracted in the photo, you can see the claw. She has this peculiar Coo, very “dramatic”, its funny to hear.
Thanks to Michael Aitken at Painting, Songwriting and Poetry
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