Discussion

lost/other random discussion
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How shallow is your ego?
How much can you achieve, without having continual reinforcement for your ego?


I fear for myself, very little.

Or perhaps, my ego is weighing me down.
The addiction to jogging my ego's muscles prevents me from focus, and the more i jog those muscles, the more they desire it, and the more distracted I become.

Does happiness come into this picture?

What does this have to do with teaching?
or with providing apprenticeships?

How can one be a good teacher without involving their ego?

How can one maintain a healthy ego without involving it in their careers or other places in their lives where it doesn't belong?

Is this one of the main functions of religion?

Is it possible to keep your ego out of your sex life?

Laughing sex. Laughing teachers.

I learned this week that laughing is not a universal cure.
Mourning and laughing are by no means opposites,
Nonetheless, they occupy and flourish for different purposes.
Laughing ghosts,
mourning humans.

What is the time period needed to feel loss?
And the time period needed to register it?


At what point do we feel loss?

And empathy, what of feeling someone else's loss?

and, when its too much, to know, complex maybe-- how does the empathy intuition work ?

For myself-- i have definitely acquired a block of sorts---
possible to overload on empathy from afar---- via books/ news etc.
But heavy, present empathy-- my circuits are a bit overly defensive.

Locura

and identity.

can't say more,
reading minds,

clothes,
reading
reading and into
projecting
needing
of you
of you--
for ....?
what sort of team is this?
when did we enter this stage? and the laughter--

your hair's down,
we weren't going to talk about it,
what is business and --
business appropriate?

when did This become..........

appropriate?
This (subversion)...
for the duration of ?
the context is numbing--- thrilling-- but.

let's talk about it over lunch.
in private...
toxicated ? In. coffee, beer or poppy seed?

comprometida....

freedom and beauty is the game,
looking for investors--
in name--- selling many things in the meantime.

the city and the country

in the city i am lost.
Mixed and sorted.
available,
like a red light,
on a stage, even when alone.

maybe the camera just looks different

in the woods,
the expectations---
the wrongs--- or rights,
the social and antisocial are more balanced-- easier to set right,
it appeared to me.

the influx of availability, taps out my desire,
ultimately-- touch is centering---
something like a massive gym with dry towels, and free and welcome hugs and massages
kids running around and people watching out for them,
people laugh and nod at babies screaming (as long as it isn't dire, which it usually isn't)
I'm dreaming.
Walk out side to a green house
cool rain or bright sun,
the plants care for the people, and in kind,
the people for the soils, and the bugs, and the plants,
adrenaline,
a need-- caffeine gives me customer service,
maxed out on cheerfulness,
a paycheck-- that i struggle with
going to town to cash it in with friends--- food or cheap and fine wine
a comfortable level of intimacy---
a comfortable level of adrenaline,
-- - - of pushin'
levels and limits,
(( I'm desiring ))

...a culture with acceptable limits for many folks of different ways--- that still knows how to push us to keep our skin soft-- and yet strong.

work it out.
work it on out.

muscles
everywhere....
fine tuning,

little clocks
care
little teeth
interlacing gears
turning,
and music boxes
hidden rooms-- with yet beautiful windows---
you walk out, the trees hold you,
the cars are convenient--- but only in their place.
grass and bridges
beneath your feet.

. . . . . . . . .


tickin' time... ultimately,
saving

accumulating interest like dust on rare and expensive books,
waiting,
waiting
.
to buy, timelessness.
investment
in fruit trees, and babies' knees,
giant cypresses,
pines,
fields of corn and potatoes,
meadows of milkin' cows,
dewy feet in dewy ground.
character building on walls and wrinkles

the rush is love

(feelin' it, not sure how to show it... ) when where....