Saturday, May 2, 2015

GOOD MORNING AMERICA how the heck are you? [Night in Old San Antonio]


GOOD MORNING AMERICA 
how the heck are you?


Seeing what the night streets of the magic city at the San Antonio river hold in the places normally packed with migrants local and touresta, military and now invisible people; all who share my streets at night.






Any real human may exist at night with me and the police as long as we know the rules and remain invisible.

Because I am not afraid the invisible persons allow me to speak up for myself wherever a reason must be seen for authority to be kind or even kinder.











 This documentation of my city and the culture and life that I experience daily is now to future, a remembering of a place in time when the final shift of human perception: that black lives and all persons matter. recording the dawn of a new cultural sharing... 
One Law ONE LOVE













 Social media has already superseded all functions of government. A hasty end to representation in Washington in favor of the 51st and 52nd states Columbia and Puerto Rico may be more sensible. Representatives who serves in an office in her district can focus more clearly in the essentially honorary position the Congress has demonstrated is all that is required of them and in fact fills their present capacity..

































 We have had enough of the tactics of creating and broadcasting fear and distractions that persuade good people to allow our legislation to get away with murder. 
MURDER HE SAID; AND NOT IN THE POSITIVE SENSE, no.















 When the distortion reseeds at last we know that clarity is an opponent in all persons' battle for our tonal sake. Do not let the crap you know for sure stop you from attaining a greater perspective, that may make unimaginable things possible.









 Thought is the most feared aspect in dominant culture. As a result it is traditional to hire an expert in her field to most expertly have done what is asked for. Thus we have a plethora of pieces of puzzles that dominant culture fuels industry re-assembling the scattered needs of all people by the unkind measure of worth being assigned some random price.










 Better systematic ambiguity by which the unknown wakes up with us each day and we exist each moment able to make the best decisions in real time and truly know how fair life may possibly become in what is popularly feared and termed chaos [by people with the doh-rea-mee].








 So here in San Antonio, year in and year out we dance as do who  feel free with it. Generational considerations are now melted into a kind annual cup of brimming minds in super hot bodies who understand themself to be free; and we pray responsible; for the bad ones prey on the ones who may be in confusion by the idioms left from movie cartoon plastic sprouting emotions and P T S D.









 I see the gear, the instruments, the players and the crowd. I see the moment in its infinite aspect, consider forward and backwards, the knowing that never changes at all; except in chronological imperative as every life must endure. The work can be done really; only in altered state of the consciousness, altered away from dominant cultural imperatives; appearance, economy, expedience, waste, profit and all else that price dictates to it's minions.



































 Cleaning up after ourself, no littering, don't mess with Texas is understood here, and it is expected that persons will be, if not always kind, at least civil, this in turn is destroying those petty-tyrants who transfer suffering into channels likely to produce power for themself, take good care that such does result in our own net gain.













 To any sane person who worries with xenophobic fears of dark skinned infusion into classic white American public I say to you open up your eyes to the same people who have always lived right here with us. See them as beautiful, and deserving of peace and justice as we all are, Thus another fear is discovered to be truly unfounded. By One Law ONE LOVE.
























 San Antonio's police force are human beings doing an important job for us all; as much as may be hoped, and are brave enough to snag a good deal on a light saber for the kid asleep now at home, not too worried about Dad's coming home. This dynamic is a key to seeing one another as kind and worthy of respect.












 Annual Fiesta tradition of drinking and talking among genders in consideration of dispelling the confusion that will tell a boy tell a girl there is a focus. Cops stand, direct traffic, give directions to errant partyers, we live closely with our police, and keep them and their bosses at a tight leash, at least so it seems compared to the rest the USA.









 the Flame-Beau Parade is next yep.


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