Trajectory: When my daughter hugs me, I'm a man. When my mom hugs me, I'm a child. When I hug my daughter, I'm a father. When I hug my mom, I'm a son.
Always learn like a student, always be a student. You are always a student of reality. You are always reality's student.
If we cannot be honest about what makes humans different, humans lose perspective on what separates them.
You know why activism will never work, but always exist? No one concedes. Your argument is your identity. Good luck with that.
How can you champion equality when diversity hinges on what makes us different?
Cult: a misplaced or excessive admiration for a particular person or thing.
Innovation: the action or process of innovating.
Heretic: a person holding an opinion at odds with what is generally accepted.
Sardonic Poet is a person at odds with what is generally accepted by those smitten with the process of excessive admiration for the processing of innovation. Sardonic Poet identify what benefits should persist in humanity's lives and lovingly mock those who are ignorant to the fact they are indoctrinated in a cult. The cult of innovation has few heretics, I am just one such heretic. I will use innovative intelligence to reboot your mind and help you rediscover the value of spiritual balance. I am bipolar so I have no balance, I would prefer the world revolve around me (sounds familiar). It’s a lamentable and honest confession, but I didn’t understand the consequences of being ignorant in a cult. I know what I sound like, and if you are drawn to my ideas it might scare you, it might amuse you. I am a completely naked soul, truly original and through your cherished dignity will thee find God’s tune. Without an audience, originality is not very appetizing; but more appetizing than the alternative: Innovation's gift of leaving you unfulfilled. Originality is Sardonic Poet's mental illness.
Ignorance is bliss, therefore awareness is peril. For a reformist like myself, ignorance is peril, awareness is bliss. To a cult leader (let’s say Steve Jobs), your awareness to regret what you used to be (as a customer) is the leader’s ultimate peril. To a disciple of a cult, the customer’s ignorance are the leader’s ultimate bliss. Steve Jobs capitalized on humanity's spiritual wanting through the church of commerce by creating Apple products which you covet (like an iPhone). Your allegiance to the cult of innovation’s march past what should persist in your life is the consequence of never being fulfilled. I know what I sound like, but the consequence I perceive I know keeping this to myself is too great a risk to others I care about; my reputation is merely an idea I sell myself (my worst critic). It’s all I have and it’s uncompromising. I need balance, like you need a book…my book. Come listen to my book for free called ‘Dis-eased’ on YouTube. You may learn to regret what you used to be.
Fear is certain. Fear is certain because when I experience it, I never confuse it with something positive.
My last words before I die will be: Don't cry like a child John, because in the end, we always die with God's grace when we surrender to God which prohibits one's desire to commit suicide.
Equal Diversity! Mathematically that includes single straight white men who love Jesus. #SardonicPoet #quotablequandary
“I am so far removed from my own ideas; I don’t even put value on my originality, because it’s priceless.”
I don’t need what you’re selling. I don’t need what I want. If this article wasn’t already free, I would have recommended you steal it. These are not my words anyways. I can’t sell what I don’t own, especially an idea. Ideas are a commerce; intellectual markets that rise and fall based on the illusion of confidence, not the certainty of insecurity. You base an idea off of an insecurity, you concede (to your audience) you cannot predict the future without the comfort of certainty. You base an idea off of a hunch, you only reveal when you fail in this circumstance you are too desperate to be associated with confidence (like photo-bombing Brad Pitt on the red carpet). Why is estimation important? In lieu of facts, ideas fill a naked gap of wanting. I don’t need what I want, and I don’t want what you’re selling; especially if you’ve convinced yourself you own it; which you don’t. Your ideas are pointless because humans delight in negotiating a value of something that is priceless (like their soul), then covet it immediately when we realize we can’t afford it. Commerce (as you know it) is pointless because you invest in an idea that was designed to convince you that your originality has value. In other words (ironically) you limit yourself when you place a value on originality. It’s priceless. It has no value. Why?
Question: Why are you confident? You are confident because you ARE just an idea you sell yourself (it’s an illusion). You are not you…you are what you sell yourself (and other people). Those who are confident are priceless intellectual properties; they are what they’ve sold to themselves because you are your toughest critic. Confident people don’t sell you who they REALLY are...because you can’t sell originality. Well you can, but at a price too steep for my liking. Confidence much like value, is an illusion. If I don’t need what I want, and I don’t want what you’re selling, your confidence is an illusion. Desperate people want someone or something to fill their naked gaps of wanting at will, even if that’s from a complete and utter asshole. Did I strike a nerve? Those gaps you want to fill are what make you original, like programming a drum for a music box. Google it if you don’t know what a music box is. Fulfillment mutes our yearning, and for an artist like myself, that is purgatory.
The devil’s plan is to fulfill you by convincing you to reject your originality. Through your originality, you are unique in the discovery of what we all benefit from most. No pain, no gain. Pain is worth your energy as long as you use your originality to dispel the lies and reveal the truth.
The gaps of wanting allow your true originality (represented by the pegs of a music box drum) to help contribute to a different musical arrangement. If every gap was filled in the drum, the preceding audible groan would represent the belly ache of fulfilling naked gaps of wanting at will. I just described the essence of fashionable music! Imagine an orchestra playing a song without any rest or pause…just a stinging column of sound prongs plucking to their breaking point. Fulfillment mutes our yearning to express originality because reality is less painful if we do so; that opens up the market to invest in other people’s ideas that are truly original. Here’s a brilliant quote from an unknown person, “Seeing someone reading a book you love is seeing a book recommending a person." Get it? The author documented their true originality, and the reader invests their time hiding confidently-certain the process will excavate their belly ache of fulfillment into naked gaps of wanting; yearning. That’s why I yearn for you…because I want your attention. What kills humans most? Fulfillment. Unlike heaven, you are privy of nothing pain can offer with such insights as “why am I feeling pain in the first place?”
Why question something like confidence if it risks its value? A confident person never asks themselves the question “why” more than once, because if confident people truly knew what they were really worth, they wouldn’t know how to market it. Why? Originality limits your audience because it’s designed only to titillate yourself. If the market does not invest in true originality it’s like a CEO with one share to his name. You act like you own the company, even if it’s only worth one dollar. THAT’s originality. A dollar is generous. Why? Fulfillment mutes our yearning. Why? Desperate humans prefer to fill the naked gaps of wanting at will. Why? What incentive is there to be original yourself when someone else is willing to sacrifice their originality? For example if I were to sacrifice my originality I would be willing to yearn (on your behalf); by predicting what motivates you to invest in “my idea.” Through an idea I sell myself (who is the worst critic), yet that one share has no value if you don’t want it. Get it? You will never be fulfilled, if you place a value on your originality to become the rebel. Screw the establishment. Screw the man who approves my salary. That’s gangsta.
I’m not a confident person, because I ask myself “why” waaay too much. You are just an idea you sell yourself, and that’s…priceless I guess. As in no value. My daughter is priceless, my dignity is priceless. Not for sale. Your confidence is what you’re selling me, and if I believe it has no value your confidence is an illusion if you place a value on your originality. How do you be confident? Where have you been shopping spiritually? Who have you been praying to? What contract I hope you refused to sign? Acknowledging that you’re priceless means nothing precious has value (according to the devil); there is nothing to negotiate because…I predict you’ll thank the devil later. You can’t eat an idea you can’t sell, because ideas have no value if I don’t want it; and I don’t concern myself with being fulfilled because it mutes my yearning to experience reality rawly to sift through the lies. Be an idea because no one is truly worth full price, if you don’t own it. Own your originality, and discover how silly it is to invest in a perceived value that fluctuates with insecurity especially an idea that’s supposed to make you money. Ha. Inversely, ideas are a commerce of intellectual markets that rise and fall based on the certainty of your insecurity, not the illusion of a confidence.
I am worth stealing from because unfortunately I am truly original. I’m not selling you something I own, because you can’t market ideas if there’s no value. I am associated with pricelessness. Take my ideas. I’m not selling you confidence, I’m donating confidence. Commerce is pointless because unless I want what you’re selling, it’s worth nothing to me; especially if you don’t own it. Own it. How? Say something you’re audience is afraid to say out loud themselves for fear of judgement. When you speak your mind, you are a hurricane. Hurricanes destroy what we covet most: what bullshit we sell ourselves. Hurricanes remind us what we should truly value: our willingness to yearn. Originality is like a force of nature...claim it all you want, it belongs to no one-especially you. You would have better luck trapping sunlight under your hat.
If you are truly lost, I recommend starting at the beginning. We have a lot of work to do. Pick up a copy of my book ‘Dis-eased.’ It’s available on all platforms. Steal it if you must; when you’re ready come talk to me. I will help you.
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Why does my happiness hinge on my opponent's misery? Compromise is accepting standards that are lower than is desirable. If no one compromises, my opponent's happiness will always hinge on MY misery. I will be the bigger man. #politics
Sometimes an open heart is like being poked in the eye, only your heart doesn't have eyelids to wince.
Document your yearnings and be patient; answers always come.