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  • Day One Hundred & Fifty-Six, June 4th, 2024

    Hi-ho and hello.

    I’ve been a tad fixated on Carl Jung’s idea of Happiness and how having a decent grasp on the five pillars aid in finding happiness at a whim and with less than a glance. This is where I find myself so far. Mind you this is after about a bout of four weeks and many self introspections still to go.

    Pillar One: Good Physical and Mental health.

    On a personal level and standard, I think I’m doing okay on this pillar. I maintain my hydration. I work out little and walk often, I hope that’s enough when it comes to making sure I’m taking care of my health, and luckily to itI have a decent relationship with my doctors, and an okay bearing on my disease. I cook most of our meals, and try to limit my red meats. But that’s not to say when we get fast food I don’t completely lose my inhibitions, devouring what’s on my plate like a ravenous neanderthal, masticating away my humanity while I gulp greased meats and taters. I can’t help but giggle at the image. Eyes nearly bulging from my face, wide, and glistening, food being shoveled into my maw like a cartooned jackass. Heehaw. Hahahahaha

    Whoa now. Sorry. Food, love to hate it and eat to love it. 🥴🤗🥴

    Pillar Two: Good Personal And Intimate Relationships

    This one is a queer objective as the friend I have takes me away from my wife and she tends to feel distanced from me when I take the time to invest in my relationships outside of my home. Bringing an understanding to doing what I can, dealing with this with a tentative step, slowly.

    Pillar Three: The Faculty For Perceiving Beauty In Art And Nature

    This doesn’t mean make art. It doesn’t mean ‘go and buy it’. It means taking the time to invest in being present and cognizant to the whole of life with being able to perceive outside of oneself. It means to being able in perceiving away from the ego to find the joyous beauty to the contrasts that make life whole and something more than us, this is the objective. 

    And I hope and feel that I have a good balance of this in understanding and learning from it.

    Pillar Four: Reasonable Standards Of Living And Satisfactory Work

    For this…I stand scratching at my scalp…I have the things that I enjoy, I have the means to create what is wanted and the assets available to use if wanted.

    I have a roof over my head, bed(cot) to sleep on, and a to family that I tend to daily if not hourly, likely more.

    I work for myself. And that’s outside of what I do on a daily. The thing is my daily, is my job and is my life, which is taking care of my son, the nonverbal child who has autism and his momma. The thing I’ve come to find is that he’s growing, he’s getting bigger, curious, and to my dismay, lonely. On his Talker I’m known as Dad/Friend.

    I gladly wear that crown of Dad/Friend for my son if it helps him find himself and the things he likes. Teasing his dad/friend is a big one for him lately.

    It brings a significant satisfaction daily and knowing I get to be there as a pillar for him and her is a crowning achievement in my eyes.

    Pillar Five: Philosophical Or Religious Outlook

    Now…now this calls for a pause.

    ENJOI!!!

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. May the joys of the day and Bliss of the night be graceful and forever peaceful.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day One Hundred & Twenty-Seven, May 6th, 2024

    Hi-ho and hello.

    Since I’m coming with a Jungian philosophy and I love me a good quote here and there I figured let’s bring in some focus.

    To start; a quote from the great philosopher:

    “Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.” –Carl Jung

    I personally, I feel that we do both. There is a grasp to the awakening for the cognizant aspect of what life is, but I also share a likened dreaming that I think our minds are designed to create. Maybe it’s to be a stoking fire, something raging and igniting a wanting to the things that are just out of reach.

    But that’s the thing life is perplexing. And it’s not just black and white, it’s a kaleidoscope whirled dreaming of bliss and wondrous color, isn’t it?

    Let us look inside though, I’ve been intending on dropping a post earlier in the day, however I had some painting today for a Wonka day coming up and that’s outside of my scope for what is here.

    Some things are meant to be private, right?

    It’s maddening chaos at times, the piles of things build and build with the time being an incessant groaning tuck always tick-tock, tick-tock.

    It leaves a desire for a self  meditation/soothing which calls to deep sit downs with music. As much music as I can plug into. I love the nuances of the lyrics, the inflections of desire, vile disgust, pandering love spurting from the seams, these things rule my bones with a desire to understand humanity. To listen to the voices around and soak in their thoughts, but the time…the f****** time, hmmm, never seems to be enough…or I hold myself to a standard of question and undecided direction that has me spinning, spinning, and spinning til I’m sick of it.

    This is why the music is shared. I call to you to take on the task of reading what I write and tying it to the music shared, how it connects like a the knot that’s in my head. It is like this…or this is an example. I think of painting, brings thoughts of canvas, thoughts of Basquait, makes me think of Goeth, makes me think of Cummings, makes me think of Vonnegut, makes me think of Jung’s Pillars, makes me think of aliens in Vegas, makes me think of Dizzee Rascal, makes me think of a thumping, a rumbling makes me think I need water.

    If it explains the times, the rhetoric, the flow, I hope it does.

    Enjoi!!!

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night you beautiful souls. I truly do thank you for the support. I hope I can bring an encouraging for one another, supporting one another, thank you very much everyone.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day One Hundred & Twenty-One, April 30th, 2024

    Hi-ho and hello.

    The synchronicity, a causal effect and coincidence…how can we amplify these meanings? The meaning of coincidence that is. I’d love to say I’m an advocate against coincidence but then digging into Jung deeper and deeper through the days…odd moments that have no definitive causal relation, and still, I question my thinking.

    Is this a constant for you? The questioning?

    What do you say, can you say that you are your best advocate? Or is it more you’re the best advocate for yourself and your worst enemy?

    This is something that doesn’t cloud my mind per se, and yet here I am asking the question. And with that comes the question that I originally asked about coincidence. How can we amplify the meaning and actuality to that of coincidence? Truly if you are a believer of coincidence that’s awesome, and I really mean that because let’us… let’s put it on the table.

    There is, what, 8.1 billion people on this f****** planet? Give or take a couple 100 million, right?

    And to think of causal factors that would create an ideal or perfect set up for a coincidence, but, I feel that’s hopeful, can it be something that we attribute to our understanding in ourselves? And for it to be a perfect development of coincidence, does it lose its being a coincidence? Better yet when you truly, truly weigh in on it, it then brings a thought of a collective conscience, and I think that’s why the idea of coincidence is something that has some completely deny, others completely accept willingly, leaving people like me where I’m going what the f***?

    Or is it something on a more scientific platform, needs the direct tie connected to that of the cause, the coincidence, and the person. But then that would call to knowing exactly what every single thing within that coincidence knew. Or for better divulging understood and was aware of The coincidence happening. Making it no longer a coincidence.

    Say coincidence again.

    I bring this to light and to posting today while editing due to staring up at the ceiling, well my son beside me sleeps his mama on the other side cuddles snuggles and sleeps too. The silence isn’t daunting, there’s not a w**** to it, there’s just a series of thoughts that permeate through everything else that I’m trying to do in my head the planning, the duration of thinking and how certain projects, certain objects will move and fall into place so things can happen the way it’s wanting to happen or the way I’m wanting it to happen.

    And I know what I’m saying may come off convoluted but, check this out, this is my f****** head and another reason why I think maybe sharing it online and doing the posts everyday is good. It gives a good collection of someone dealing with MS dealing, the infusions, working though life with a kid who has autism(nonverbal), school, being the house spouse, being the dad, being the husband, and it amounts to what I can put here, but I can detail in what goes through my head, and it keeps me at least on my feet knowing that tomorrow’s another day, and my future is something that I can manage, I just need to figure it out first. Anyway I think I’m signing out I’m exhausted. Have a good day.

    Enjoi!

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. May the day be gentle, May the night be graceful.

    Nosce Te Ipsum

  • Day One Hundred & Twelve, April 21st, 2024

    Hi-ho and hello.

    Originally, I had thought that maybe the health and mental wellness for pillar one of Carl Jung’s would take approximately a week. However I didn’t connect the totality of being the stay-at-home dad about 24/7, school, which I totally bombed the report I should have done, and the actual health of my friend John whose memories we’ve been editing and writing together. It’s a lot, and there are times where I think it’s not because I take into account the time where I relax a little bit, whether it’s watching a show with my wife, going outside to play with the dogs and my son, reading, art, writing the blog even, to an extent I connect it to an extracurricular activity. The thing is it’s so much more than that isn’t it? Taking the time, being cognizant of taking that time to be with my son, to be with my wife, to build up the relationship with the dogs, especially Lobo Blanco, that camaraderie is needed. And though it is the parts of my life that are more than incessant as in they are right there all the time, not counting of course my wife the teacher who’s busy all times. Taking care of that a family and the connections that are maintained and strong, they, in tow with staying on top of it, being conscientious of being a part of everybody else that you’re involved with, it genuinely does feel good. Shouldn’t it feel good?

    There are aspects to the questions asked above that do have to do with the five pillars especially when considering the ties to friendship, family, a resilience within ourselves that are tied to the aspects outside of the home that we each carry with us wherever we go. And of course we will get there but I didn’t think about how very prevalent and quite honestly absolutely obvious that bodily health and mental health both need to be paired together and of course with that said, there needs to be a cognizant attribution to how we acquire this knowledge and continue with it and taking care of our health both for our body and our mind.

    That said, Google’s Balance does help, however I don’t go to it enough, or use it consecutively throughout the myriad of many many weeks that have flown by to say that Google’s Balance is variable that can actually be counted as a stone to be used. It is a great variable to see if it can be used for you, when I plug in with my headphones, what I want to hear is music, or if I’m watching a show what’s to pair with that show. Now if I want a mental health coaching and massaging to an ego That should be tamed and the variables that make me I don’t know hard to deal with or make me just the character to be ?? It leaves me with a I don’t know. But with that being mentioned I do know that Google’s balance does help and has helped, it does slow my rate down it does have me think within and watch and question my actions and why is this what upsets me, why is this and the words that were told or directed towards me, why is that affecting me so? And that there is why I’m talking today, I feel that for everyone, the reader, not reader, YouTube streamer, the many that do the Doom scrolling every day, those that are watching the today show tomorrow morning, the people that have the CNN News ticker on the screen all day everyday with the monotonous tone of news report after news report after news report, for everyone, and yes even you. I feel that it is in us, ourselves and in knowing the self that drives you, me, us forward and has us all looking up. It’s the awareness that we can be better, and to sweeten that pot the wanting to be better, wanting to be something that is an adversary no matter what darkness is faced to you and yours. It’s being able to acquire the knowledge, and acquire the resilience to know the difference from the actions before that defeated you and the actions in the future that will better you and all that you touch. To which is why I think the first pillar is the biggest one that needs to be focused on. That mental health is one of the biggest things that truly truly needs to be completely have a responsibility for. But of course this is just my thoughts, and this is my thinking with everything else going on in my life but still it’s mine, or is it, is it Jung? Is it the reading or a collection of thought that in the collective accrued a variable that matched a feeling within?

    But that’s it isn’t it? Even with Carl Jung there is that kind of call to trusting yourself, trusting your gut, that intuition, and knowing there’s more or that the substantive evidence that you having in your hand can be used to better everything you do from here on out. But then again I come from a view of light, I know the world is shrouded in darkness, at least I’m aware that s*** is hitting the fan all around us, that chaos is at the door half the time, and the thing that has me gripped, having me stand here resolute not moving, posting everyday, is knowing life is too damn short and too damn beautiful to not give a f***. I do apologize for my frankness to anybody reading and finding this rude. This is an op-ed piece. Most if not all of what I write in my daily Post is just that. Because that’s life and it comes with feelings and he comes with her reaction and may our action is to share the feelings the intention thought perceived and what I think could be better. Doesn’t mean I’m right it doesn’t mean I’m wrong, it simply means I have an opinion like an a****** which everybody has and mostly everybody stinks. At least I haven’t met somebody with an a****** that smells like roses, you?

    Anyhow I do apologize for the curt addressing, I am also editing ‘Forget-Me-Naught REDUX Pt. 1’ and trying to get that dropped shortly after I post this so forgive me. I do wish you well and do hope you come back to read a story I’ve been working on for a long time this is probably edition 82, personally I think it may work and I’m really hoping for an opinion from any of the readers that come by all means please share. And I hope you love the music as always.

    Playlist #0.15 – Enjoi

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night to all of you, to every person, whether you’re reading this or not, whether you give a crap or not, I wish you well and I hope you have a wonderful night and a wonderful morning with the day that’s graceful and pleasant. Till tomorrow.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day One Hundred & Eight, April 17th, 2024

    Hi-ho and hello.

    As discussed this week I’m focusing on finding a decent routine for Jung’s First Pillar, aiming to create a healthy mind-space and to aid my body to be in sync with one another, and find that equilibrium to always be able to catch myself.

    Like I said the biggest aspect that calls for managing is time and consistency with my health. If I push too hard, I’ll be out for days, too exhausted and fatigued to do enough for being a better self. But I’ve gained some traction and am feeling confident.

    Now, I’ve found some good methods to stay active and maintain my agility, I’m still figuring out what’s too much and what’s going to work and that’s great, but let’s focus on the big thing. The mind.

    I prefer the idea of self actualization which I know pairs more with Maslow’s hierarchy…but that’s for another time. I do feel that they tie together though, both Maslow’s and Jung’s philosophy aim for happiness,at least a variation of that. Sorry, I digress.

    I want my mind to be whole, to be connected from one hemisphere to the next, to not be so convoluted and discombobulated as I feel most days, this is a need that calls for training.

    Even through PT (physical therapy) for the MS there’s a reminding that we need to communicate with the whole of our mind and the appendages we rely on, I try, but then… Ever see UP and the goofy Labrador Dug?

    That’s what I’ve found I struggle with internally when trying to slow and meditate for the sake of my mind. I’ve restored to using Google’s Balance. I don’t use it often enough but when I do, I’m reminded to write, to draw, and sketch, to paint, to sing, and dance like my heart wants. Through meditation, like reading I’m reminded I’m more than a dad and a husband that I am myself and I pay to that acknowledgement by allowing myself to enjoy what I create.

    Today I share some poetry, tomorrow art, and within the week Joel and his wife in Forget-Me-Naught, Detective Adams in Stuck, and Mrs. Nogare in a revised ‘A Student and a Question’.

    What comes to mind?
    Playlist #0.11

    Hope you enjoy the poems and the music.

    Close

    The lamenting and grief, the darkness that undertakes a remorse unseen.

    Remorse, remorse, show your recoiling, show an utter rejection to the becoming.

    You call to the blight, to the vapid sponge of heart, slay away the wonder, deny the tender.

    Nay, slam shut forgiveness, hold your hate, it stokes your fire, let it feed you to your heart’s desire.

    Bring damnation, vilify the work, that effort, take me and be done. But be no more, fall to the shadow, fall to the dark, let it be.

    Finding Isolation

    The quiet alarm, fingers tingle, and voices emit from the hundred screens, the conversations a tit for tat with smiles for laughs.

    There’s that music stealing and that constant barking, the haunting reminding that there comes dying. That quiet alarm, grab at the tree, grab at the fog, grab for a darkened bitter to shake the heart awake, bring a cognizant hate for what it can never be. And that it has to be.

    Take the steps, take it to own, that conversation unknown, now come to shudder and think how it’d be with no one, some one, some thing other than the shadow it gives, the image a snarl that gleams through the washing of mirrors, of the reflection to that unknown.

    Repeat

    I stumble, no, I fall to perish alone, I fall to become my own. I stand not knowing my left from right.

    Whether I’m coming or going, I wouldn’t know, wrapped within this ouroboros, all for a tomorrow that will never grace us.

    History repeats mistakes like the undead, to come again, again, again, again, again.

    Striving to commit, aiming for the arrow atop Mount Sinai, only to tumble, and carry over to repeat.

    Repeat, again, repeat again. The repetition becomes a coaxing measure that keeps me here, keeps me going like the pinked ears on the screen.

    To repeat again.

    Up

    We don’t look up, do we never take the time to take a glance? Through the night the silence envelops, caresses, and I ask that you tilt your head back to embrace the Moon, let it reverberate through the electric sensation I sense from afar.

    I howl with that glow, howl for the scent of your fingers reaching up toward the guiding light, I howl.

    My bones ache, the heart it swells and I yearn for you. Can we look up to that Moon, to the light it has etched for the trail ahead? May we look up to feel one another, may we look up to be connected, to feel the electric, the sensations that wrestle with nature? Let us look up together so I may see your heart.

    I howl to the moon, to feel you, to breathe in the fading essence of beauty and love, I howl to the moon, to the moon for you. I howl.

    To Tell

    I’d like to say I’m sorry, that I knew what I was doing, that the cage I put myself in was alabaster and gleaming decorated and comfortable.

    I would love to tell you that I’m free, that this cage though translucent has me feeling the surroundings.

    I would love to tell you.

    That the opaque aire has me reminiscent of ancient time, a memory far stolid and etched within my grain.I

    I Would Love to tell.

    C’est la vie

    Good night, and very much a good morning. Good morning and what a phenomenal night to come. I truly hope the best for anyone that ever breathes, and pray that life is gracious and effortless and making it yours.

    Nosce Te Ipsum

  • Day One Hundred & Three, April 12th, 2024

    Hello and hi-ho.

    Carl Jung’s Five Pillars, today we are addressing one, the first, and one that will likely be addressed time and again.

    Pillar One : Good physical and mental health.

    The thought of individuation comes to mind. Adversity is a large topic though too, that hangs over the pillar with wicked barbs awaiting my skin. But I’d like to pivot here due to an article I recently found having to do with my personal health journey.

    Which had me go down the rabbit hole of past searches in  my history and this took a considerable length of time to find. What I did manage to find was a case if not an honorable absolution to how we with disabilities are to circumvent the trauma and issues that we face on a daily basis, especially having to do with this intimate and personal experience. It is mine.

    It is my daughter’s prom night today and through the getting her ready for the night that didn’t end up faring well and all the prep in just being a family and supporting her there were many times where my confusion depicted that of a fool. What and who was saying whatever was coming out of my mouth? And sadly that was only hours ago I can’t recall and these moments worry me. Because they’re like the sentence fragmenting you read here. That’s my mind, it’s in tiny bits of solutions and dictation in living with very little foundation to be seen. And though it’s there, it is lively, but due to those blanked spaces in my brain, most of it is fractured. Like a photo torn and regretted then taped back with minute parts missing. There was a moment where I very much became honest with my child in telling how regretfully fearful I am in doing anything and taking the strides forward not knowing where I’m going. That I’m nearly always finding myself in a position of sensation of whether I’m going or coming and what was done that was wrong.

    There’s almost this petrifying to the limbs while moving forward, there’s almost a creeping halt in the mental space that is trying not to let go of what can be considered a tether to being positive and finding that happiness we are forever journeying towards. I told my daughter she has no idea how truly confused and upside down my world is half the time if not more. This is something I can confidently say is a salting to the wounds. When the time is quiet and I have a moment if not longer to collect and outline the plan for success in future is one thing, and on good days can be seen as rather positive, and I love those days. But the older I’m getting (33 now), the harder it’s becoming. I’m finding that I’m putting my cane out in the house it’s visual it’s right there ready I’m finding myself running into things and losing my footing and clamoring to a wall or a couch and gaining my footing again and again and again and then I watch these f****** commercials about the medication I’m taking the infusions, I’m getting and I’m really wanting to talk to them, those people that took this medicine as a beneficial aid, because since I started taking it, it just seems to be getting harder and more difficult.

    And yet except for today being late I’ve been pretty on it consecutively. I don’t know if that’s means anything. What I’m trying to do is build up a regime to better my strength, meditate daily using Google’s Balance, and consistently journal for myself outside of what is posted here. It’s finding the lengths and gaps I need to attribute to recoup time after each. The body is needing some more prepping and I think therapy may be on the forefront to bettering my first pillar. Til tomorrow.

    C’est la vie

    Goodnight and good morning, good morning and good night. I will be better put together tomorrow, stay safe and rest kindly, thank you for the support and repeated coming back

    Nosce Te Ipsum

  • Day One Hundred & Two, April 11th, 2024

    Hi-ho and hello.

    I’m one to favor the prospects within the scopes of philosophy or better yet, philosophies. Life isn’t made for the dualism, for a right and wrong. Of course this can be argued depending on perception and the likes but there are many a variety to the colour scenes of life, it isn’t just black and white, there are folds and folds of grays that find their own caveats to reinstall an ideology for life and what is and how it’s to be lived.

    I find this beautiful. Call me romantic, what have you, but to think of the more than eight billion breathing, living, and pulsing through each day, the knowledge that each has their own steps, their own mind and matter of will to be made is astounding.

    Since I’ve started my stoicism practices I’ve done some introspective cataloging and refurbishing to my mental space. One of these biggest strides in efforts has to do with happiness. It’s a paradox to start and something that’s fleeting like the moving sun that is always available just not at a moment’s grasp. From my personal journey I’ve found that curating a system or routine has helped a lot in finding happiness, but to my dismay after some further reading, I may be needing a few more tiers to aim for. Which, let us introduce the famed and much  appreciated Carl Jung, a Swiss psychoanalyst that was closely associated with that of Freud. He primarily encapsulates the archetypes, the personas, and a synchronicity of management with life.

    However, he also makes a great case for the group of ‘pillars’ that are needed to strengthen for bettering the grasp of happiness and maintaining a capability to hold it near often.

    With this I am trying to apply those five pillars into my everyday life. As Carl Jung addresses there is this consistent striving for being happy and in that journey there is a noticeable negativity that also is a variable of life and our goal to become happier. But within those emotions this idea of fear and the anguish that takes from that of happiness it’s more a survival method. It’s something that is within our becoming of human that kept us resilient, kept us on our toes, and kept us objectively prepared for things to take a turn, and God forbid for the worse.

    Brooks encapsulates the purpose for that wanting of happiness and how it’s a genuine need for humanity and are striving towards the future with allowing a generous accountability in relating Jung’s perspective on happiness and a need of an existence to happiness. Do you believe it exists or the brief and near spontaneous moments where happiness is? Do you think it’s a matter of the kind and what we perceive to be happiness? Is drinking a warm cup of coffee while silence overwhelms the space of the kitchen happiness? Is there happiness to the monotony of doing the dishes?

    And I think that’s where Jung does a really fantastic job of giving the idea of these five pillars, each of their own design to the emotional value of who and what we are. Then in keeping maintenance of those five pillars they manifest an ability to be aware of what happiness is and how you can attain it at any given moment?

    Jung’s Pillars

    • Good health in Body and Mind
    • Good personal relations, intimate connections like marriage, Family, and friends.
    • Being able to see the beauty of the art and life, nature, being
    • Realistic and adequate standard and satisfactory work
    • A philosophical or religious backing that helps create resilience

    All five of these pillars are things I am very much trying to address, even within my practice of following stoic philosophies of Marcus Aurelius and Seneca, to maintain a grasp on all five of these pillars. The thing I realize I complain a lot about the relationship that I see daily and deal with daily and I’m realizing that I need to apply the Five pillars to myself, and myself alone to be able to create my own personal foundation and better myself and the outcome for everything I do. And in doing this I hope that I can one, revive my relationship. Two, build a better site for everybody. Three, and create a genuine place for art and stories to match what I’m trying to create.

    So to wrap us up very quickly I apologize, again the day and the night have, been, well they’ve been rough, but anyhow I will be addressing each of these pillars through the next coming weeks, there will be some art and I have two stories that I plan on hopefully finishing before the end of the week, and again Jung tomorrow and the pillars.

    I need to take care of my health and get some sleep.

    C’est la vie

    Good night and good morning good morning and good night. Thank you very much supportive readers, thank you very much for your continued reading, thank you have a wonderful one.

    Nosce Te Ipsum