- It's a human shame that in most of corporate America you can't see the sunshine, look out a window, or smell and hear the rain- none of the windows open. They are glass walls (with no view of the outside!) literally cutting out nature in exchange for inatimacy (no that's not a typo- inatimate+cy, I follow my own rules, but would love to share so, there.)
- Is it me or do people lack that real (exhibit:
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panache nowadays?
- Intent can get you everywhere. If it's good, it will keep you where you're going and where you are. If not, you might as well scrap the plan and just prepare for the fall.
- NYC subways are poorly designed when compared with, say, the Paris, Berlin, London, or Madrid metro. Or maybe it's just the people using them who refuse to move into the f*&%ing middle?! Not that there's anything wrong with Americans (teehee) but they seem a lot more willing to cooperate and have (are raised in an environment of) a basic level of courtesy on the other side of the pond...
- Sometimes, when you see the structures and 'have all the answers'; feel yourself glowing, literally shining with happiness and perfection; feel the fire literally burning in your head and chest, other people might initially try to pull you down. They're just jealous, hungry for a slice of the pie of life. Kill 'em with Kindness. Transfer the power. They will melt in your hands. Like butta, baybee.
- The New York Times reports that scientists and the medical industry are beginning to see depression and mental illnesses as important to treat as physical ailments and have been doing research on new approaches. I have three reactions to this:
1) What took you so damn long? I mean, really? Seriously?
2) Please don't use this as another means of manipulation. I don't mean to be a pessimistic Penelope but if by 'research' you mean a collabo with evil-eared business men to think up new schemes of pumping the sad masses with love, energy, consciousness, and money-draining drugs or, worse, invasive solutions, prepare for the fall. All.
3) Neurology is the future. Fusion of science and religion (read: love), Oh yes I do believe in.
- ACM needs a personal stenographer
- In the ladies' room a woman is using the sink. I enter a stall. She leaves. The water running. I'm undone at the pants. But I open the stall door and get out. Close the faucet properly. Now I can pee in peace.
- I am always ready to drop what I'm doing and fly to a new adventure. (India, Brazil, Bali, Cali, ?, ?) Soon, the two sides are going to close in. I'm waiting for the 'call'. And some paychecks. But it's comforting to know I'm already ready.
- Who is that little boy? That little girl? They are in there, you know? Look at some baby pictures. Pull your dusty memory box out and let your mind body hart observe and accept. Light and fancy free, born with all we needed and all we needed was time to try and take it, reminding us of the fight to stay young.
- Looking at the store fronts passing me by on the drive I notice, they cater to each and every which whim of our physical realm. Mais, where can I score some soul food out there? I always did tend to pack a sack lunch (thanks, mom). I was always shy and paranoid of that sack lunch, a big ol' dork. Now it's everything. And people can't get a decent meal worth a dime. And no one taught them how to 'cook'!
Imagine the misfortune!
Imagine the possibilities!
- The past is full and present with you wherever you go. The future is vacant, a new apartment or house or hotel room waiting for your present self to come sweeping through. Who and what you bring with you makes the party. I always did love house parties.
- Air, Fire, Water, Earth. And never in any other order than that.
- An Emotional Intelligance Academy is begging to be born. Who wants to father my baby? The first-ever double-CEO-headed enterprise.
- People waste time and words. Just because something seems to be limitless doesn't mean a disrespecting free-for-all is in order. Hang up the damn phone. Cut the drama and bullisht. Do the right thing. You know what I'm talking about. Stop frontin'.
- Don't know what you want to do with your life? Open up your heart; there's a place to start. Don't know what that means? Find out; there's an even better place to go.
- I like to wear snazzy wide-leg, nice fabric'd tailored pants down below with playful, sexy, cool graphic tees (and blouses of the sort) up top. Like a mullet, if you will- only front/back are now down/up. All Business downtown, Fun and fancy free uptop. Business casual just hit a new height.
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