Sunday, August 31, 2014
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
You Are What You Make
Tuesday, August 19, 2014
Mellissae Lucia, Artist, Adventurer, Creator of the Oracle of Initiation, and all-around nice person, recently talked with me about the Kickstarter process for her series on fundraising campaigns. The result is here! While you're there, check out her visionary Oracle of Initiation.
Saturday, August 9, 2014
Tuesday, August 5, 2014
Where Do i Go?
I guess it's my curse that I can't stop thinking about the future. Worry about what should happen to my kitties if anything should happen to me has been bleeding me since the day Pandy Bear died. And then, this evening, I am haunted by the horrors of having to go back on the job interview circuit.
I have never learned how to answer the question: "Do you want this job?" -- or its incestuous cousin, "WHY do you want this job?"
When the fact is, and I do not consider myself unlike anyone else in this, I don't. The fact is, our capitalist society insists that I must be a whore and suck cocks to keep a roof over my head.
I don't even understand why employers ask this question. Do they honestly believe that anyone would find their life's fulfillment doing work that would bore a halfwit, in the service of a bunch of suited corporate bastards?
The honest answer is, "I have bills to pay and I need to keep a roof over the heads of me and my kitties."
-- But that's not what they want to hear.
They want to hear that you aspire to nothing in life other than slapping corporate logos onto golf balls.
The real fact of life, when you get into that territory, is that I am so over-qualified for those positions that they should be getting down on their knees and BEGGING me to work for them
Hah -- like that would ever happen in anyone's lifetime.
The truth is they they want you to feel INFERIOR, they want you to feel UNWORTHY, because that's how they DOMINATE you.
And I just don't think I can do this anymore. I'm 56 years old and I have reached a stage in my life where I won't be dominated by the kind of human roaches who work in middle management. It's why I did what I did to get the fuck out of Colby College and out from under the heel of the insufferable Dominatrix who called herself my "boss."
This life is simply not working out for me. The things that I think I do well -- nobody wants those things, this has been made very clear to me now. I can't stop thinking about the future, and wondering what in fuck's name I'm going to do to keep a roof over my head.
A year and a half ago, when I was in therapy, the woman who ran those sessions, whom I adored from afar, said to me, essentially quoting Joseph Campbell, that I should follow my bliss.
And I didn't say this to her, because I knew it would fall on deaf ears -- "Yes, but...
"Yes, but, if i do that, and if I FAIL, then I will be in a worse position than I was before. I will be lost. I will be dead soon."
She wouldn't have had an answer for that. Psychologists deal in pipe dreams.
Monday, August 4, 2014
Forward into the Past
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