Tagged: life

Follow the Leader

Our fearless leader made a decision today. We all sat around in the office as he paced back and forth. Most of us kept our heads down, clacking away at the keyboard, as he ruminated over the decision. It was clear that it would have an effect on the office for years to come, and so really there was only one man for the job. We all waited anxiously, just happy that we didn’t have to come to a conclusion. He debated with the office manager, but sent her away (with her tail between her legs). Eventually he informed everyone that the fire extinguisher would go on the wall near the kitchenette, in a convenient spot, yet out of the way so nobody acidentally knocks into it. We were all relieved. It was the right decision.

When the fire extinguisher technician came in to install the extinguisher, Mary the office manager walked him to the spot. She said very loud and proud, Gary -he’s the president of the company- decided the extinguisher should go there, pointing to the spot.

Gary slept like a baby. We all did. I’m just glad I don’t have to make the decisions around here. I mean that’s why they get paid the big bucks. Maybe one day, I could see myself taking on the responsibility, (and cashing in the paycheck) but for now I’m just happy to follow the leader. Ba’aah.

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12/29/17

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This picture really got me going this week. This was taken at Tyee High School in  SeaTac, WA.

 

 Creativeness manifests in so many different ways, it is the spark of ingenuity. Creativeness is submersing yourself in a task; giving it attention, and care, without ego. Universes are created in a flash and a bang of Ingenuity. With a skillful approach and  Ingenuity relationships flourish.

I had the chance to play with my sumi-e supplies from Xmas…

Rainy Day Hike Along Mt. Rainier

I’m extremely excited about trying this new medium. I tried to clear my mind of a preconception, and encourage myself to just play around and try new techniques. The brush flows with an effortless fluidity. It really is enamoring, this sumi-e. I plan on putting this on a black mat. And then I’ll search for a nice frame, or maybe I’ll learn to make one myself… Heheh.

How did Creativity strike you this week? Drop me a note, if you’d like to leave a comment.

Me and You

Everything is torn

in this world of twos.

Everything is

ideas, opinions, judgments, decisions.

There’s a whole world

between me and you.

Scattered and tattered

we’re torn apart

by the idea that we’re torn.

The mind divides

it’s just what we do

and now there seems

to be no reconciliation

between me                                    and you.

via Daily Prompt: Torn

Possession and the Idea Thereof

I Grasp to my ideas, viewpoints (and words)

Hanging onto them as if they were all I had.

Too many people have died, or suffered,

From the idea of possession.

I should fight the idea that

I can hold on to anything

Lest I want to choke creativity.

From possession we get:

Greed,

and therefore…

Competition, competition is what got us here. Economic, social, political… competition. Everyone trying to take a piece for themselves the piece they deserve what they’ve got comin’ to ‘em. Whereby it is regardless of the means necessary to take it. Psychologically, physically, take it.

Tradition

Culture

We posses a culture. We hold on to our culture and our traditions because they gather together the right feelings inside; Drama, we love to live within our drama; happiness, contentment, security within the familiar; how many years in a row am I supposed to watch A Christmas Story on TV during the whole month of December. Funny thing about America; culture is what drove us here, either to plant the root of a culture in a new land, a new territory, or to get away from an old culture and start anew. When are we gonna start anew? When are we going to stand up and accept change, differences, and the limitations of language. When are we going to drop the lie of separation and realize the interconnection; borders and ownership only exist within the idea of possession.

I have been constantly striving to take life,

to take ownership of it.

Holding fast to my culture, my interests, my identity.

Which then leaves me living in doubt,

since deep down I know I can’t own life,

or anything herein.

So I doubt my place in life.

I guess that meanz I’ve been living a lie. When life is a lie it ceases to be. it becomes and then it ceases, as does everything that is created. But if life is lived as truth, as what it has presented here and now then it has been experienced.

Abide

Abide in stillness they say,
But how can I abide
When things change everyday.

Stillness is what encompasses
Everything
Makes all of this, the changes, possible.

I didn’t clock in
Because I never clocked out.
Seagulls screech over the
Languid frozen city streets
Three quarter moon
Keeps watch overhead.

Right before you fall asleep at night
Wake up,
That’s one way to experience the eternal.