Showing feelings in on Face Book

High as fuck! I am so over conservatives and liberals. Just two wings of the same old bird "White savagery." One is a police officer, the other is a social worker. They come into low income neighborhood to control the population of the poor instead of providing the means for self determination. I have noticed many upward mobile African Americans tend to flea the urban corridor and attempt to establish communities in economically corresponding neighborhoods. I have noticed in Fresno, Ca, that the African American community has been dispersed over the entire county. Being dispersed over a large area diminishes the ability to control the seat of an elected official. The elected official, usually European American, but there is some tokenism, function is to provide security for the accumulation of wealth. This accumulation of wealth is based on class and race. Here is a CRT scenario: The elected official is representing the economic goals of a community. The majority of that community is European American. The first person the elected official must appease is the majority and providing jobs. Hiring the police to control low income communities provide a nice living for a large majority of European Americans. Hiring social workers to control the behavior of low income citizens provide a nice living for many European Americans. Thus, I wonder what was the function of poor whites during the times of slavery. Were they serfs? I have Hispanic American friends that find it interesting that African Americans are in their traditional red line Hispanic districts. Transmission terminated.

Some entertainment

 Well, I went outside and this is what I did.  For the one person that has been following me forever...

Disney Movie

Sugar cube on tongue,
my destiny cracked,
man put on pause,
Han Solo in a trap,
Just another rolling stone?
Alien on my shoulder,
Asking: "am I a saint or a sinner."
Purple Haze, unicorns, moonbeams and rainbows.
Matrix glitter...
I am gold.
I just want to escape,
the cycle of life/death and rebirth.
My ID BOLDLY walking two step forward, then dragged ten steps back by the SUPER EGO or was it a UFO.
My mind always playing tricks on me.
I'm complaining to Job about God,
I don't like the crucible,
the fire is too hot.
from the friction from the struggle of reality constantly testing my EGO.
Can't get ahead, always falling behind,
breathing hard and heavy trying to sprint a marathon...
Time really flies, in the moment of now, yesterday is gone, and there is no tomorrow.
Hold up!
Slowly putting together the broken pieces of my porcelain china tea cup,
looking in the grass for lost army men,
and misplaced marbles.
I found her.
A Disney princes not like most.
Silently
She stares with her beautiful dark brown eyes.
wondering?
Am I a man or a mouse?
or the frog she will kiss to turn into a prince.
Little does she know, I am the last of the urbane Pharaohs...

be like water

The tiny rain drop.

A centimeter in the "enlightened" city of men.

over time... 

becomes the mighty avalanche, 

melting into rushing rivers and waterfalls,

then calmly settles in a crater from a pebble from space,

to go rushing off down a stream, 

easing downhill, 

or 

lazily meandering to the shore,

to pour into the ocean

and 

become the tiny rain drop once more.

Daily struggle

 Like the sun rising daily,

memories of yesterday flood into my mind's eye.

regrets?

too few too mention...

I had a dream?

Washed away with the dirt from tomorrow's sin.

My thoughts linger on sorrow

Love lost,

but "better to have loved and lost then never to have loved at all..."

are hollow words for a tombstone.

Hate flows threw my veins.

perhaps,

Disdain...

The melancholy of the doldrums setting in ivory towers in the ghetto.

Sometimes I feel joy!

Ode to life.

a sheep in a flock with a shepherd.

I am one with all.

In reality, we face life alone.

Isolated,

seeking permanent bonds

in a world made of sand.

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Minimalist Art by FUdo. I am FUdo the upright sage.

 

Plato

I choose to bask in the sunlight of reality and discover "self" rather then impose my "will" on others. In the "Allegory of the Cave" by Plato, he describes a system of education for the masses. For instance, imagine being chained to a seat, and the masters of the educational system begin to indoctrinate you with their views of reality. (The original matrix) Imagine a horse being describe to you with a shadow puppet. The shadow puppet does not do a real horse justice. Matter of fact, a modern picture of a horse or any type of animal does not capture the essence of the beast. For example, a picture of a squirrel does does capture their frantic energy scurrying about trying to find food or playing with friends. Basically the education system does not teach the individual the reality of our existence.
One day, your chains are broken and you are free to roam around the "cave." You see a simple device that is used to educate the people. A torch is lite and the instructor holds imagines of animals in front of the fire and projects the image on the cave wall for the people to learn, "shadow puppet." Moreover, behind the educational device, that imparts faulty knowledge, you see a very bright light down at the end of the cave. You follow the light and discover it leads to outside and real sunlight not torch light. First, you are amazed about the the sunlight which blinds you temporarily, then imagine you the shock of seeing a real horse running around versus the image of the "shadow puppet" you are told is a horse?
At this point in the "Allegory of the Cave" you are given a choice: 1) To descend back into the cave and educate you the people to the truth about our reality, for some it would be pointless to tell them the truth about a real horse when they have been conditioned to believe the image of the "shadow puppet." Or, 2) you can continue your path of self enlightenment and discover your personal relationship with our reality.
I have tried to do both, but now I am just going to bask under the sunlight and improve self, but stay accessible to those that leave the cave looking for information. For instance, I have an online school that supplements home schooling that teaches liberal arts and a variety of skills to help students achieve academic success, but I am not actively seeking students.
An example of a person that bask under the sun and goes into the "Cave" to teach would be a professor, not a teacher. A professor has earned the ability to conduct personal research "basking under the sun" and taking the information they have discovered and try to teach it to the individuals in the "cave." However, the information they teach to the people are "shadow puppets." The professor teaches semi-enlightened people "teachers" to operate the machinery to educate the people.
I refuse to operate the machinery or develop the machinery for mass indoctrinating the people for control. The people that operate the machinery are known as "Guardians" in the republic. The guardians in the republic have to have certain qualities. The major quality for Plato is the attribute of being Just.
Anyway, I am FUdo, the upright sage! I am going to travel the world one day and get out of California. I have seen the world as a storm trooper for the United States, I know want to see the world as a sage.