Sunday, March 23, 2014

I Can Only See Without Thinking 25 Year Death Song Indiegogo Project Blog Post 17


Mental Health: Its what you're fed.






I Can Only See Without Thinking


In daily practice, including meditation for no less than three hours on average for almost 25 years my thought and perception has evolved to be 'Comic Book Shaman;' reluctantly I will describe my attainments from today to my birth, as I own them:
1.      Man of Knowledge
2.      Toltec person (the tribe with no children) (not what you think that means)
3.      Shaman healer
4.      Shaman warrior
5.      Shaman
6.      Teacher of dharma of use
7.      Teacher of all humanities
8.      Owner of a Diagnosis of Mental Disorder (bipolar)
9.      Student of sciences
10.  Leonardo da fuckin’ Vinci  (painter problem solver)
11.  Monk student of Thich Nhat Hahn of Vietnam
12.  Independent consultant
13.  Warrior
14.  Traveler
15.  Hunter/Stalker
16.  Carpenter
17.  Seeking spirit
18.  100 Mentors polished
19.  Comic Books: assimilation of infinite variables
20.  Lady killer
21.  Completely unloved
22.  Completely loved
23.  Worried about the draft (1971)
24.  Woodstock/”What are we fightin’? Don’t ask I don’t give a damn)
25.  John and Yoko in the papers (Dumped the Blonde? ...huh.)
26.  Saw neighbor with a stack of old comic books; never looked back.
27.  Went along to Girl Scout Summer camp (4-5 years old) kissed a girl and she told everyone (betrayal)
28.  Born 1958 clueless
As a monk I live a life of service. This service has no institution, and is my essential net worth. As all of my artworks, it is rooted in random acts. 
As a boy and man I love women. I feel every love affair is a family; in terms of my own responsibility. To condense my life’s equation it is just this,

[family demands responsibility/ demands employment/ demands time/ sold to earn money/ to support family= safely + well].


There is just no other way I can think. When I look at you I only see you, without thinking anything particular, not ticking off a list of my desires in terms of physicality or class or the stuff you have. Normal guys might wonder if she has a condom in her purse, but I just have that loop above in my mind with each erection. So the woman I’m always seeking has to prove stronger, wilder and as maybe even as restless to move forward as me. You could be anyone to me---Like A Hurricane!




I am just a dreamer you dream you. How can I tell? You could be anyone to me.



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