Enough, enough, enough
For a specimen like me
Never satisfied
And I must accept that
And know the drive will always be
Raging like an infinite fire
Author Archives: Christina
KISS principle
Authentic and quiet
Self confidence is really
Confiding in the universe
But we are wired to predict
Adapt and change
Evolved to see threats
Where there are none
Constantly checking
Self-improving
One step ahead
It’s a trip being human
Busy anxious creatures
Meditation for a brain break
You know calculations only take you so far
There’s advanced mathematics running in the background of that operating system
It’s important to integrate
Logic and the supermind
The answers are simple
We’re good at complicating things
We don’t want to act on
The answers are simple because only then can action follow
And action is simpler still
Themes
Are you in a hurry?
I never meant to start a war.
Throwing pearls to the swine; tossing fresh meat into a shark tank.
Fast Thoughts
So how much acid do I have to drop
Before I decide the world would be better off
With sleeker computer screens,
Burning off that fruit juice?
Wears out the engine early
But it drives real fast.
Adam, I have an Apple,
Would you care to take a bite?
But I’m named Christina,
So unfortunately I’ll lack ambition
And love to eat meat.
That big brain,
Always overheating
Now! It’s time to fight (climate) change.
You can’t put an ROI on that.
Some things money can’t buy,
Like a perfect little planet
Where we consume with no consequences.
Yes CO2 is a threat,
But after that, an ice age.
We can’t stop all the machines from running.
They help us help each other
Dig deeper into cyberspace,
Where we can mine for coins for a bit,
Leave the material world behind.
Find that Unobtanium.
The earth doesn’t need us anyway.
She wanted all our thoughts,
And now she can aggregate them,
Keep them longer than they’ll do any good.
And here we thought aliens had bodies.
Hedonism might be dying.
We’re turning Japanese,
I really think so.
So you wanna Bonnie and Clyde through this life?
Or live to tell the story?
Solitaire
I want to experience life firsthand
Not through your filter
But I’m quick to provide you mine
A trait I don’t admire
An uncoachable coach
Your input is mostly unwelcome
It’s your example I enjoy
Keep it about you
I’m too sensual
Too driven
You’ll know when I need you
I’ll have tried everything
I’ll be exhausted
Until then
Do not trespass
Do not interrupt the one doing the thing
Perfection is not my end
I don’t want your cheap tricks
I suffer failure gladly
Maximize the lessons
Self-mastery is my game
It’s a game of solitaire
Rooted in Love
Glad to be me
In this glorious mystery
In the fractal that we are
One soul in many
Happy for blessings
Food, warmth, furry pets
Granted that peace
To accept what I can’t do
Yields
Freedom to plant love
In the little I can touch
Instead of sowing fear
Starting little and loving
Then as my desires to expand
Overtake me again
Things will go much better
Rooted in love
Mind Dump
You’ve got to kiss lots of frogs
To enjoy the taste of a prince
And don’t worry about being good at sex
Cause some people click and sometimes you don’t
And that’s okay
Dancing is a good indicator though
And it doesn’t hurt to study a few tutorial videos
But I’m getting off track
Shouldn’t I be concerned about more important things?
Anyone can learn the everyday stuff with years of trial and error
But not all have a mind that can amass and assess and communicate
And energy to drive massive change
At a time when the world is crying for massive change
Or rather crying due to massive change?
Maybe the world should follow my lead
And just not react right now
Take a breather
Information, lifestyle, weather, money, leadership, education, technology is changing so fast right in front of us
And we want to lasso this wild horse
Before she gets away
And leaves us in her dust
But if my professor was right
We are just on the brink of a very wild ride
So if you’re wise you won’t panic
You’ll form alliances
And spend time with loved ones
And jump on that surfboard when the time is right
Because fears must be examined for projection
Bias
And their cyclical nature
We’re due for an ice age
But like Lil Wayne warned you
Don’t go around fire expecting not to get burned
Money and Meteors
Two falling stars
I’m in the hot tub
Hoping not to get hit
Odds are against it
I suppose
Thinking about money
And how so many people hate it
Because it was the scapegoat
In our ignorant arguments
But money’s just an idea
Neutral without our valuing it
Is it no wonder poverty cycles?
All these kids taught to hate money
Growing up and going to Burning Man
Practicing giving without keeping track
Taking a break
Letting the universe exact its Karma
Argue about something else
Simplicity Musings
We wish things were more complicated sometimes
The truth is usually simple
Humans and the objects they control behave in predictable ways
Always in line with motivating forces
Which are themselves routine
Predictable
We are good at creating narratives
Which serve our interests
By creating veils of confusion
Behind which some wizard pulls strings randomly
Wealth is not a mystery
Nor are the relationships which blossom and fail and puzzle those whose expectations were built on foundations of ignorance
Knock and doors open
Seek and you’ll find
There’s no magic mindset that takes you to another level
That what swindlers sell you when they’ve decided you’re not ready for the truth,
But want a pill to swallow to make the pain go away.
At your lowest moment, they’ll show you the shortcut, in exchange for a large sum. The price of which will cost you your dreams, for a time
Ignorance detention
The universe always shows you the temptingly comfortable wrong way before you level up, to make sure you are dedicated to the difficult, repulsive right way.
And so it goes…
Suffer and Belong
Are we gonna survive?
7 billion asking over and over
Some many times in a day, an hour
A minute
A gray hair for each
And it doesn’t matter really
You can vaccinate
Or get more educated
Run for office
And believe with all your heart
That will end the suffering
But it won’t
All the mothers in the world
Can’t stop men from dying
We are creatures of creation
And nurturing
We hate to see destruction
And unrest
And what if you did anyway?
And your love for health
Turned us all into forever high
Slow-motion
Infinite sunshine laughter dogs
With no dips into dark death to cool off
What is your end-game?
Babies are not created equally
Disease is our partner
Suffering is justice
And your striving and ranting
Sounds like maybe you just aren’t ready to belong