It was great fun posting it.
Although intellectually I now know objects don't know I'm posting them I still feel very interactive about it, like a dialogue of doing between me and the parcel to do with an adventure of international travel.
Romance isn't a quick cracker with cheese, it's a Ferrero Rocher
As for missing me, think of me as cherry blossoms, they visit just once a year but when they do we love em to bits and remember them all year round.
No wonder I create like mad, when I stop I'm simply mad... period!
Art is never a futile way to give.
Art speaks and speaking moves
and moving changes people and the world.
Passion hurts sometimes more than we can bare. If we could live without passion maybe we would know some kind of peace but we would be hollow, empty rooms shuttered and dank. Without passion we'd be truly dead.
I think in fact that is perhaps the hardest thing any of us can do when we are clever enough to understand how stupid we are (yet be unable to change it).
I don't think then paint, I paint then discover the picture, pick it out, bring it to life, then seek to understand what it means to me.
I always said I was not an expert, just a Social Philosopher. I didn't feel I had the answers but felt I was good at posing questions and questions make people seek answers in directions that experts would never have looked.
Writing a good book is like going to the toilet. You can't push it or you just strain. It happens when its ready to and you can help it along but you can't create it out of nothing or all you'll get is gas.
I follow no church, just my heart and empathy. In this sense I do not pray but hope and wish. I hope and wish for people to find how to be silly and to laugh and learn to be, each in their own right without waiting for permission or fixating on whether or not the other person has yet found the want or ability to join them. Because then you become the model of all it is to seize life. You can't control or force another person to do this but by enjoying your own "joie de vivre" you can inspire someone to wish they had it and ultimately that leads them to the greatest gift of all... the desire to chase life.
We curse those who broke our hearts till we are older and realise they had taught us we had one.
Personally I always felt I was an 'aquired taste'... like olives and anchovies...everyone claims to love em but few people actually really naturally go for them and it often takes time for it to dawn on them that they've aquired that taste for it seems such a strange thing to have a taste for.
Donna: I don't want to be 'special good' or 'special bad'
Bryn: I hate to tell you this Donna, but you blew it in a big way.
Put it this way, I'm a culture looking for a place to happen.
I have touched the heaven of 'shared social'. I know what it is to be 'with'!
I forgive them their world.
Eccentricity isn't contagious; what a shame
We'd agreed. If I died, he'd replace me with a dog
You're a shit magnet, that's what you are
I was buzzing on a pink street light
Here, the conscious mind and language is like this walnut, and here, the preconscious mind is like this napkin. You have to take this whole napkin and pull it through that nut.
I must have smudged me. I went 'deeee' in the hair
Ok, into the operating theatre. Have you got your scalpel? Are you ready to disect?
I need a tired
I had to decide whether I was a progressively more haggard looking 25 year old or a teenage old person.
Lucid dreaming is a split consciousness world where the conscious mind knocks now and then to say, ‘you still ok in there’, ‘it is only a dream’.
As for 'normal' the best person to be around is a person who has stopped idealizing and become comfortable in their own skin whilst simultaneously reaching their greatest potential and taking time to 'smell the roses'.
I don't hand hold but I'm a good lantern
Sometimes the only way one can live beyond tragedy is find a use for it in life’s compost for compost brings richer, stronger life to those living things enriched by it.
There's a division between 'statistical normality' where its presumed there is one normality and any minority is 'abnormal' and those who look at the FEELING or personal experience of 'normality'. Form that angle any minority group feels 'normal' being what and who they are, so 'normality' is relative and there are many many alternative and most importantly, EQUAL normalities.
Being happy in yourself is not that hard... sometimes all it takes is catching yourself practicing self pity, resentment and fear and committing yourself to stopping the habit in its tracks at every turn. Then happiness generally ends up slowly filling the gaps :-)
The best way to make people happy or feel good is not to grease up or seek to impress or say 'me too' but to BE HAPPY IN YOURSELF and FEEL GOOD IN YOURSELF because this makes any of us attractive to others... people feel the sunshine, they're drawn to it... so stop working on pleasing people and work on becoming the person YOU will feel safe with, you will like, you enjoy the company of, and you'll ultimately attract healthier people toward you.
"Poor me", gets old, like a broken record... so why not practice not practicing it and spread the sunshine, not the shit.
If you find you are alone because you have chosen to avoid what feels unhealthy, then stand in the dark at night under the stars with the wind blowing and the leaves of trees rustling and be kissed by falling rain and you may know you are clearly not as alone as you imagine.
Some people live with one condition, some live with several. Even what appears one condition, like autism, is usually the combined behavioural, info processing, social-emotional, developmental presentation of a range of underlying conditions, the combination of which differ from person to person, so having lived with my own autism fruit salad, with immune deficiencies and autoimmune dysfunction, with DID, with cancer and with dysautonomia, I feel so ME... just me... the who am I that is beyond, and more, and because of, and in spite of, all these things.
It's time to talk about challenges and their adaptations and solutions. No time for label lust and label wars, no more co-dependency to label related excuses.
Stand back some time and ponder what IS real under all this cladding, all these constructed 'realities', 'normalities'... there is stuff that's real, tangible, but wow, haven't we clad it, hidden it under a gazillion forms, protocols, processes... maybe that's why we laugh when we fart... suddenly we ARE real... just animals, silly, confused, overindulged human animals.