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ok, so what we’ve got here is a comment within a comment within a blog entry within this, whatever this might be... eventually, it’s bound to be part of a babbling blog, maybe btc if that is ever resurrected, but for now, it is a blog entry here in RealTime™ simply because it is here, even if it mocks, or at least disregards the actual concept and purpose of RealTime™ and this particular blog... if you don’t love it, oh well, that’s probably why you won’t be back... if you do love it, well, maybe I should get back to babbling... feel free to contribute to the non-existent but always a good idea keep me babbling fund that I’ll be happy to formalize the moment someone creates the infrastructure of paypal methodology for collection of donations and whatever else it might take to get your money into my mouth (preferably transformed into something more nutritious along the way) so I can retire from my day job and continue this incessant babbling 24/7 like you want me to...

meanwhile, this is/was serious... the comments below were inspired by two of my favorite myspace bloggers... one who inspires me to think deeply about the social concerns and realities of practical life, politics, religions, and all that stuff that matters so much but is too easy to bury in the back of my mind while I am distracted by the mundane details and superficial challenges of daily life (while dreaming John Lennon dreams of peace and love and actively changing the world for the better)... the other who inspires me to think deeply about having fun, romancing the stone, living in the moment, and enjoying life without a care in the world (while dreaming John Lennon dreams of peace and love and shocking the world with naked bed-ins while sarcastically mooning everything and screaming fuck you all, with much love and letting you wonder if I am serious or teasing)...

if that makes enough sense, then you might understand why I love reading them both and wish they were both closer RealTime™ friends in the offline world... if not, well, continue anyway, maybe you will figure out something along the way that tells you why you are here... I give you now the comment within the comment within this blog entry... please hold the applause or tomatoes until the performance is done...

I read this upon awakening today, while I was still in that place between sleep and awake, you know, that place where you still remember dreaming, so idealism and euphoria ganged up on me for a little self-depreciating flagellation (in the words immediately below this paragraph) that could serve as a self-serving docudrama in the right hands... so like a hot potato, I drop it immediately, here, you take it:

for me, this read like a scouring pad on a scorched and greasy frying pan crusted with hardened fat and gristle... grating, stinging, yet most necessary for the pan to be useful again... and I, as that pan, thank you...

I am guilty of neglecting the right to speak out, taking freedom for granted, not voting in all elections, sitting back and watching, nay, ignoring world and domestic events and governmental decisions... I tell myself, when rarely I pull my head out of the sand, that politics, religions, and the human condition has little effect on me personally and, on the surface, that may be true... but I ignore the depressing effects of living in an increasingly repressed society under an increasing oppressive government... I ignore the effects of increasingly powerful cultural paranoia, insecurity, hatred, fear, worry, doubt, ambivalence, and apathy... I ignore my own conscience, my own loss of initiative, my own absorption into a collective consciousness content to sit back and watch TV while existing in a state of abject poverty of ideals and virtues, a nation slowly dying of avarice, arrogance, impassiveness, and indifference... it is too easy to indulge in daily distractions inside comfortable spaces insulated by the hardened fat and gristle the literally and figuratively surrounds my heart and mind...

thank you for reminding me...

may our smiles grow not from ignorant bliss, but from the experiential knowledge of our effects on helping others, on expressing our compassion, on speaking out for freedom and justice for all, and on remembering that if we do not use our rights, we will lose them...

let us be actively peaceful today.

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and then I thought (with noble influence)...

on the other hand, shouldn't we have a day upon which we can completely exercise (use and slightly abuse, even) our freedoms in any way we'd like (for how else to define freedom?)... why else was all the blood spilled, lives lost, and grand speeches made in the name of freedom if not so we can lose all inhibitions and let go of all the rules for at least a few moments...

I'll be thinking of you on the beach today... go for it :)

and then (back to this blog entry that will be part of a greater babbling thing someday), I read this and the fact that I did not get up and do something, or puke, especially during the second entry, might be offered as proof of my detachment from reality, pending psychosis...

I think I'll call this entry done for now, or part one, or something like that and continue it another time, maybe, or maybe I'll call it a perfect example of the lack of commitment to change (which would be considered noble commitment to the status quo and family values and all those popular catch phrases by a conservative, I suppose) I am experiencing as a lifestyle these days...

or maybe I'll just call Jack Handey...