Wednesday, January 16, 2013
Day 349...how is it being filled
i have no idea what goddess, the universe and gaia has to teach me by landing me here in this place and having to deal with its characters. make no mistake, trinidadians are a peculiar people; whether chosen i i do not say, and nor do i mean by peculiar- spiritually talented; just totally twisted ...i am at a loss for words that capture the whole of what i see
but there is a level of deceit that pervades almost all human interactions and exchanges.
there is an always withholding of information
there is always occlusion and obfuscation
there is a way, a path they take, an approach that is contrary to all spoken words, conversations and realistic, mature expectations for and to responses.
there is a doing the opposite of what one says, and nary a word of explanation or communication to convey said changes
so i just had someone appear at my house who said he was not coming, and with one i had asked to phone me to make arrangements without doing so...then someone else in an email writing to ask me about 'expectations'
expectations in trinidad is a yet undiscovered element of energy in a vacuum with no gravity
and for me to be ms. communicative communication sharing, it is a jarring experience that i have to ask for and of what purpose...am i here., am i being tortured? for what reason am i exposed to this? how does one function with these retards? I am at a loss. I can only think to sit everything out. to just sit on the side of the river and watch it all pass by..
As i close one image pops into my mind...the last Joker played in the batman movie..the Joker Wild...that is who these people. i imagine not all of them. but it keeps making me ask myself, why am i in the effluent that catches and exposes me to so many of them?
Jokers and Riddles. How apt
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Guess I hit upon something cause someone else is talking/writing/claiming/describing "jokers"
jokers come to kill you but before they do, greet you in civility and love of Good Morning
Day 349...how is it being filled
i have no idea what goddess, the universe and gaia has to teach me by landing me here in this place and having to deal with its characters. make no mistake, trinidadians are a peculiar people; whether chosen i i do not say, and nor do i mean by peculiar- spiritually talented; just totally twisted ...i am at a loss for words that capture the whole of what i see
but there is a level of deceit that pervades almost all human interactions and exchanges.
there is an always withholding of information
there is always occlusion and obfuscation
there is a way, a path they take, an approach that is contrary to all spoken words, conversations and realistic, mature expectations for and to responses.
there is a doing the opposite of what one says, and nary a word of explanation or communication to convey said changes
so i just had someone appear at my house who said he was not coming, and with one i had asked to phone me to make arrangements without doing so...then someone else in an email writing to ask me about 'expectations'
expectations in trinidad is a yet undiscovered element of energy in a vacuum with no gravity
and for me to be ms. communicative communication sharing, it is a jarring experience that i have to ask for and of what purpose...am i here., am i being tortured? for what reason am i exposed to this? how does one function with these retards? I am at a loss. I can only think to sit everything out. to just sit on the side of the river and watch it all pass by..
As i close one image pops into my mind...the last Joker played in the batman movie..the Joker Wild...that is who these people. i imagine not all of them. but it keeps making me ask myself, why am i in the effluent that catches and exposes me to so many of them?
Jokers and Riddles. How apt
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(IM)POSSIBLE LIVING
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Guess I hit upon something cause someone else is talking/writing/claiming/describing "jokers"
jokers come to kill you but before they do, greet you in civility and love of Good Morning
Lis Bleu shared TTNewsFlash's photo.
Maven Huggins: "i just wrote a blog post about Joker Wilds. that is exactly what i call people here in the post. but it was not about crime. it was the everyday systers and jokers I seem to be in effluent to meet and run into and I asking myself how and why...what it is am i to learn and why it is it appears I am where i do not belong. cause who they are and what they come with is not me..so what is the science, mathematics, reasons, lessons or purgatory?"
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