I’ve Got My Dance Card

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The thing I’m continually learning is so simple: I define my life. I stand up or down. I say yes or no. I fight, go along, or give up. It comes down to just me.

The way I see it, this blip in time is mine.  But not for much longer, as I can imagine a time when humans, as we are now, probably won’t exist. The upside is that I’m sure some other type of earthling will evolve. Will they love van Gogh and Bach though? I don’t know.

I like to think these new earthlings will be as awestruck by star dust and sunlight as I…  that they will try to figure out a way to describe the thud and splat of raindrops and the whisper of wind through tall grass… that they’ll fall in love and have their own dance. I’ve stopped being sad that it won’t be mine in a million years from now.

However. That’s then. This is now and I’ve got my dance card. I can’t help it if George Bush is on it.  But fuck him.  

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So here’s my dance then.  I am ready to trip-the-lights of unconventional wisdom and become part of a force to convince people to confront the consequences of their actions.

Unleash a way of seeing the world as it relates to where those stands and those choices have taken one of us… and then all of us.

I’ll let right and wrong fall, in pieces, to the ground, shelve my sadness, and unleash my anger. I’m pissssssed off, actually. But that’s a good thing; it keeps me from becoming complacent. It also helps me to be a bit audacious… because I really feel and believe and think that if we made this reality then we can fucking change it.

People can be convinced or motivated by greed and fear to act against their own self interest? Then we can find a way to retrofit what motivates us. It’s already happening among us here. We are scaling our self-interest to include the perspective of an entire planet. We’re crying over polar bears and the destruction of human life in Iraq as we fight to protect our freedoms.

We’ve already changed. The thing of it is, we’ve been changing since the very first day we arrived on Planet Earth.

Heh. I will dance those theocratic take-over types off the stage because I totally completely utterly disagree with their strategy for living in this world. So I’m fighting them. The same for the military industrial complex and all the economic geniuses who’ve so stupendously gotten it wrong. Wrong in a big fucking way as, it turns out, consumerism ends up being the precursor to cancer. It is destructive, not constructive.

I don’t know if our side will end up shaping the world to come. But I’m determined to enjoy this adventure, this journey. While maddening and insane, it is also thrilling to be involved in the momentum we’re creating and the big ideas that get thrown around here. For example, did you know that when you sit in your chair, your ass doesn’t really ever touch the surface of that chair? That there’s some kind of electro-magnetic or static or magical sub atomic or molecular layer that is forever between you and that chair. At least that’s what Jay Elias said. Um… er, well, I think, that’s kind of what he said. But what’s really great about your ass never touching your seat is that it gives you the chance, if you want to take it, to think differently about the world and how it works. And you get to read the poetic musing of all these physics-types and well, it’s kind of sexy.

As I leave to go to join my family to end this year and begin another, I resolve to invoke love in facing the daunting and horrible conditions in which we seem to be drowning. I resolve to invoke the power in believing that we will figure our way out of this mess.

Yes. We will stop trying to win and will simply start to prevail. I’ve been asleep really. Until these last seven years. Now I’m awake and exhilarated to be here with all of you.

Happy New Year …  

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    • pfiore8 on January 1, 2008 at 02:18
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    disclaimer: not a big Kenny G fan, but this is a fabulous compilation…


  1. … dance?

    (Whitney’s Lindy Hoppers)

  2. in your endeavors

    For at 52 learning the way or horses, a prey animal

    I get an understanding of predator animals, us.

    My most recent survey was on Alexa about the comparison between huffingtonpost, redstate, Fauxnews, rense, CNN and others.  Huff comes out ahead even though abc and other fluff infotainment sites come up as “popular”.

    If we are to undertake a crusade that crusade should be a “war on self-indulgence”.  It should manifest itself as a co-intel-pro campaign against US born concepts of commercialization, branding and needless consumption attitudes common today.

    You can’t give me a cell phone, I value my remaining brain cells (ya, I grew up in the seventies).

    http://educate-yourself.org/cn

    • Metta on January 1, 2008 at 03:33

    This is exactly what I need to read and think about and feel!  Again and again and again.  I also have had the sense of waking up, I’m still yawning and stretching though!

    Somebody out there wants us to believe our situation is hopeless.  It’s a strong message and it has some of our young people by their soft parts (you pick which ones!). No, no, no, not me. Not this time.  I hope I will not wander into that field of poppies again!!

    I raise an ale in your general direction!  Cheers!

  3. on my dance card — because no one ever moved like they did and probably never will. Here’s to prevailing and much to celebrate in 2008!!

    • RiaD on January 1, 2008 at 04:00

    love you pfiore

    • nocatz on January 1, 2008 at 04:05

    to dance.  Although excuse me if I smell like chicken enchiladas.

    • Robyn on January 1, 2008 at 04:47

    Oh, Noes!



    The Hut Sut Song (A Swedish Serenade)

  4. and happy to be here too.

    Shake Your Groove Thing baby yeah yeah

  5. Rot in pieces, GOP.

    In the meantime, I’m not going to let their hell bent hearts leave me bitter . . .

  6. Gene Kelly tap dancing on roller skates!!  

  7. Yes Yes Yes  !!!

    …entwined like spiral galaxies, swirling into the universe and the future…

    with or without us as we know us, dance into tomorrow forever and further.

    Thank you pfiore, for this beautiful writing and thought.

  8. that this era is the last hurray of the abusive bully. The Bush and Cheneys of the world are being given a free hand to create untold suffering. Their actions and results of their actions will be so revolting to our children and grandchildren they will collectively throw the bully out of the human system and this personailty orientation will no longer be an option for our species. And that will be something to dance for.  

  9. but do you need me to do a pony party this week? If so, I’m available! Just let me know when you can … okay, back to dancing — I mean working!!

  10. I’m very bitter right now.  Sat down to think about how to try to convert it one day because bitterness is so…well…bitter and then realized how scary I was being.  The powers that be continue to use those who I love and who must follow their orders or else for combat missions in Iraq.  Hundreds of thousands are dead over all of this and many who I know and live with come home physically and psychologically wounded.  If I wasn’t bitter right now it scares me what that would say about me.  Lots of dances taken there, but not all of them thankfully.  There will be different songs to rumba to and I will.  The bitterness in my wounds though, it exists for a reason and it will take time to heal those and probably many words spoken, written, cried, expressed, and read.  Just not today though, today my dance card is filled with the current holding pattern…..the line dance.  Not forever though!

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