Redundant Tasks

I watch the same people perform the same daily tasks as I perform my same tasks, daily. Tomorrow is not another day. It is the same day. The old man in his old yellow Mercedes will arrive tomorrow by pulling into his parking spot too quickly and be out of alignment with the striping. The young man who limps in gym clothes will come in his new Mercedes - sometimes with crutches, sometimes just limping - but always limping, for years.. The woman with a car painted as if it had vines across it will come. Her illusions are poorly executed, or she would not be here, daily. The man that downgraded from a Porsche to an Accord will walk briskly to be sure no one sees his downgrade. The owner downstairs will put things in his dated Mercedes. The old green jeep will rumble in. I will sit here, completing and re-completing the same tasks, marking my time by others marking theirs.

HV

Today

Today I’m going to try something, even if it fails. I’ve been failing at nothing for too long.

HV

Art

This is an overwhelming subject to which I have probably 247 pages worth of opinion, fact, and thesis on - to which I'm going to boil it down to one statement:

Art is not regulated to currency, production, or formatting - if you subject it to any of these demons, you have created a product. The value of art is indeterminate. Indeterminate. In - de - fucking - terminate.

HV

iNationalism

I fear to tread on nationalism. I’ve previously stated that we have been victims to national historical lessons which are predicated on religious ideologies, cultural claims and any kind of ‘value’ that we claim to hold as unifed communities. I hate ‘value’ as a term, but I have to use it to make a point since its ambiguity is inexplicably polarizing to a concept. In any case, nationalism. I started a year ago with this as a reasoning to drive the strength of communities to develop, create and thrive. I cast it aside quickly as I realized the dangers of, again, historical doctrines as well as anti-aliasing between cultures. I’m not back-tracking to say “lets start here now”. I’ve still moved beyond this, but I think there is a potential here. Pride is tricky, but no less than Hope in that when it falls, it falls hard into Despair. But restart that Pride and people have drive. We may all need a new pride currently, as the United States continues to flucuate from its dominance. But I tread lightly on saying that We the People need to restart American Pride to make the United States great again. Instead, I the Person should focus on that strength that develops, creates and thrives. When I have created, and someone else has created, the United we are stronger. If I ask others to make me better, I make them weaker because I have not created. iNationalism. First, foremost and under my determination. What should I do then to make myself better? How can I if Nationalism deters the evolution of iNationalism? (refer to History post)

How awful is our day-in-age that I need to write this as iNationalism in order to relate to the modern man? Maybe I start there.

HV