I have something in my eye
A swirling curl of a fresh unfurled, budding,
fawn of newest life blocking the moonlit rays.
Teaching me to wait and sit
and appreciate what we can simply eat.
The blood of visions is hard to reign.
Yet we feel our presence here since, forever.
A blast in the spin of a woman that came as kin.
Beside a lake.
Deep in a soggy meadow.
Wolves howl over cliffs,
because they lose what they can't remember
but they never stop feeling what they'll never forget.
Burning up, alive, to rise and settle lightly again...
or just laugh at how serious we all took it,
until we grin. Get light again.
Too easy to lift.
As soft as a feather, as free as its bird.
For,
June McClung (c) 12/2014
#ModernPoetry
Philosopher and Entertainer Stephan Pacheco presents on behalf of Pacheco Humility Foundation and Interesting Films LLC., current Insights in the studies of the present state of the human mind as related to the sense of Human Freedom. Here you will Dive Deeper into the meanings of the Manifest Utopia book series and further into the direct study of the experience that is Our American and Universal Spirit while exploring the Potential of what we may be able to do with it.
Saturday, December 13, 2014
Wednesday, August 27, 2014
A Modern American Poem *Fresh and New* by Stephan Pacheco
The Beats of Heads
A poem by
Stephan Pacheco 8/14
The great beat,
of an endless drum,
made in ourselves,
or it isn't there.
Kipling cuts and gambles with me.
my Whitman waits, a long forgotten
financial
burden
on too many;
He's forever waiting to die.
It's not sad,
but you'll have to rage against
the dying of the light,
many many times before the last time.
The tale is human.
We always smile when we see humans,
because they are like us.
We are many urgent things,
too much at our shackled leisure.
We are only as great as we set Free.
Friday, August 15, 2014
The Middle East; World Affairs; War;
says after an enourmous breath, "#Revolutions,
where the minority underdog have simply been given the power, because
they were natives or any reason..can result in #Genocide.
The minority group must not be given power, nor must the majority
group keep power. People have been jerked around to sides so much in
the #MiddleEast that
a feeling of #Pride has
been used as a word for #God that
makes individuals feel they are empowered to murder, which is ALWAYS
simple not strong. When a people cross a line and begin to war,
blindly, and with full resolution...sometimes there is no more time
to reason and a reaction must occur. Be sure though, that
all #victory in #war is
a massive tragedy; because, in the #Universe there
is only the presence of #life,
or nothing. Heat or no heat. #Death is
nothingness. Life is
everything present. That is the difference between life and death. (#Enlightenment is not fearing this nothingness, so much so, you know #bliss from it.) It
is #true and
Universal for all living beings, no matter what they, also me and you,
make up to justify their feelings that made them (us too and you too) feel inferior, that
made them (any human) become everything they never wanted to be. Don't become a
devil to fight devils. It usually just means, you're the #Devil."
Wednesday, July 9, 2014
Dealing with Baby #Boomers in the 21st Century
The Baby Boomer Problem
I Make Baby
Boomers Cry :-(
There is a thing I have had repeat
public and business exposure to in a brief life, and that's with a
thing called the #Boomer. Seniors now. I have lived amongst them in
resorts, and done most early business with them and their retirement
accounts. The Baby Boomers rep a vast group of paranoid,
mal-educates, divided over and over, suspicious, and they believe
cruelty is part of business “toughness,” and when a person points
it out, they very quite literally CRY...again and again I've seen it.
These ones CRY. When they don't get their way with cruelty, when it
fails them, when they didn't “do it right” because it didn't earn
them what they want...they will throw away profit for misguided
principals, and refuse to give help that they would scream and CRY
for. A generation, and then another, exposed to the post-war success
of their powerful and not-modernly-educated parents, that at least
built everything that would spoil the generations which the Greatest
Generation would birth in mass leisurely patriotic seamanship of
blazing affordable orgasms.
I've been to many a Boomer's home. They
share correctly with me their greatest fears (that's how you sell
it); I have sat in spas as racist conversation after racist
conversation would rise up as “whites” were only around, and the
“Arizonian” would start to talk about the days when “we” just
called “them” “ni**ers.” People with hands and blood and a
psychological sense of place, just like them.
The Hippies were the first wave against
the deserving. Now they inherit the places the Boomers thought they
had to be cruel to keep, and they did it just with educational
certificates. Cruelty, calling it toughness, was not strength, but
turns out, just a robe that moves shoulders, until each generation is
dulled out with the freedom from the tyranny they will become...the
final solution always coming again, shrouded by a veil of death that
keeps sucking everything up that beats and we love most...as climates
across generations change..and generations turn to dust. And we
simply go on with other things at use to cloud the same emotions of
inferiority other generations clouded before them; since humans
dawned, with other means and different words, but similar sounds,
grumbling groans, and breathy whimpers.
So...what shall we do as Baby Boomers
steal booze, because they think they didn't get their share, because
the shares have grown...what shall we do as they rant...as they
spit...cuss like cowboys...and reap shame on anyone whose
different??? We will pay their Medicare through our government
through our taxes. That's what. Exactly. Just as some generation that
hates us will probably do for us. As they run stop signs and act like
everywhere is their consumption holiday, we will help them up some
stairs. We'll notice when they get cruel when they lose money, even
though they still profit; less is always perceived as “taking” by
them, and yet, they demand to take, with fake reasons to bill, and
any piece they can keep for a little control. The hypocrisy is stark.
We will notice that...as the cruel age...as racism fades away...we
will open their doors, and make sure they can sit. Give to them their
final dream.
The Baby Boomer's true dream is to have
received the compassion from their parents for not being able to
build symbols that could compare to the foundation of an
industrialized country, and the resourceful profits of a World
War. And as you show kindness, expect suspicion and fear and
accusations, and for no knowledge of the Law or the compassion
written into it BECAUSE of them and how they ultimately simply chose
to use it the cruel way. The scared way; the conspiracist's way. It
was like Rome was still at war with the Christians, entangled with
Puritan controls, and the war was in the American People of the
generation.
Yes...tiny beloved monsters, we will
help you; because you are our parents, our grandparents, and our
great grandparents. Be untouched by the cruelty you may be shown for
your kindness when dealing with Boomers. They literally don't know
any better. Here's another vote for lifelong education. I'd like to
see them cry less, but, I don't expect less tears, even though their
quality of life will be higher than any other generation that has
wandered into old-age before them. You see, the generation benefited
massively from the theory of relativity as an explosion, but were
actually too old to be educated about it, that's why, there's two
Booms. It takes time to tell people what happened. People live as
knowledge is born, but their childrens' children get smarter with it.
18% of Americans report themselves free from the methods used that
warped a generation.
Go in Peace, Faithful Warriors.
Love,
Stephan
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Sunday, June 29, 2014
The @TracyMorgan Tragedy and The Transportation Industry
This is not an article about @TracyMorgan, but refers to the
tragedy he was involved in that raised national awareness to the
hours that transportation professionals are pushed to be
working...especially if they are paid a flat rate.. It's tragic
to the drivers. We as a populace are fortunate that great comedy may
indeed arise from this tragedy.
However, the tragedy to drivers will continue after whatever is settled for
just these parties involved. It does shed even more light on the need
for transportation professionals. No one really wants to get sued.
This means, more drivers are needed. As the retail fronts dissolved
because of the virtual shops and the ultra low-overhead, there came
an increased need to transport more merchandise, more frequently.
Most States have job training programs. CDL training is usually
available and pays a middle-level wage to anyone with the training,
without discrimination. These training programs came into existence in 1998 via federal act, but are State issued.
Ronald Reagan's hand lingers and oppressed me with his false stigmas and won't allow
me to obtain a CDL, not without efforts that would pull me off my
current goals.
I encourage you to get that CDL training. Work for a low-level
(economically) company, whom quite fairly will sport the risk of inexperience
and thus pays less because of higher insurance rates, and in 6 months the companies that you also applied to when you started will
be looking for drivers with 6 months experience, and your wage will go up, enabling you for other things.
This is a path for anyone. It does a lot for the America you
live in, and you'll be seeing it. However, for those first 6-months
you'll be committed to the road. So prepare for that with those people it
will affect.Alternatively, nursing (CNA) training, and food management training are also offered through these same State job services. Google it up. Get by, so you can be around later, dear ones. #Journey
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