What is a hero? Someone we look up to.
Someone who does or attained something
we believe we can’t do for ourselves?!
“a person who is admired or idealized for courage, outstanding achievements, or noble qualities”, from a Webster’s.
Who are our stars?
Who do we want to emulate?
I mean, who doesn’t want accolades and wealth?
In school, jobs, and family,
We are encouraged to find our heroes throughout life.
Our heroes define us and shape us-
We learn of them from our midsts.
Do a book report –
For me it was George Washington Carver,
(The rest taken) –yet perfect in so many ways!
Although perhaps if I’d chosen a different one,
My life would be different today (?)
Our attention seeks for possibility
Of what hero represents
Be it riches, fame, or glory
We compare deep sentiments.
Maybe we wear our heroes’ costume,
Drive his car,
Be and Think!
Heroes shape our mottos
Heroes shape our dreams.
If I have a hero (-ine), maybe (?)
She’d be Dorothy Dinnerstein, RIP.
It feels like luck,
When we meet a true “star”,
Oh would that we were they,
Thinkus silently to ourselves.
Oh would that we had what they had!
Overlooking his faults (until now).
Distracting ourselves with a hero is
Neither, “good” or “bad”, per se,
But it stirs our want/not-want blueprint selves,
In very specific ways!
With mind’s active engagement-
A Time noticing a thing,
Gives power to that outside of us, and
Encourages Sol’s spirit splitting.
Imagine, if you were actually he,
Seen for actions but not yourself.
Maintaining a façade of your youth’s beauty and power
Must be cultivated organized and wrought.
It takes, it is said, about thirteen steps
For one’s daily facial alone.
A significant time for anyone to spend
Fearing fans and paparazzi scorn.
Consider the bubble of this ‘precious’ life,
Managed with handlers and sycophants for comforting.
The light of your perfection shines brightly upon others,
Typically revealing a harsh brittleness.
When looks fade away
And your body fails,
How will you manage,
Will you have faith needed to face,
Being alone and unacknowledged?
Or will you satisfy insatiable need
By trafficking in what you lauded?
For one never knows, the ache in the soul
When we are all so humanly imperfect.
With chips and flaws, can we still like ourselves,
and be a friend to those unlike us?
Stepping into comparison
Sows doubt into our soul.
Creates wishes for G-d’s willing,
And welcomes entities to our glow.
As we share space with one other
Even standing casually around,
Our eyeless Sol beings engage,
Stirring hive minds from deep within.
Reticulated solid organs
Diurnally humming with rhythm
Resonate when in communion,
But warn subtly when we’re not.
Sensing inharmonious dissonance,
Alerts our innards deep,
By our unseeing judges’ perspectives
That other’s motives mightn’t be in synch.
Or sometimes pheromones creating
Of hormone entity
Subtly floating between you and me.
But with awe and delight from a vision of hope
Heart and Sol relax and slow,
Adrenals rest and produce DHEA
Reassuring us that we’re whole.
Visually, our heroes
Do entrain our blueprint selves.
Now our thoughts and minds are coupled with
Digestion and our health!
Did you know that in experiencing emotion
Hormones create a change in state,
And that by this work, done over time,
Power is created, for good or not?
Identifying heroes is manipulated
By overarching and well-paid press!
To focus our thinking repeatedly on
Our lack of control and distress.
Never mind characterheroes,
Archetypal as they are,
Teach our entity brains,
To Reduce life to mere caricature, (OMG!)
The world will always have
Its brutes, liars, and thieves,
Around 7% of the general population,
We can safely assume, one of these!
Now with 7 billion people,
All clamoring to have their say
That’s a staggering amount of bullshit
to daily parse and weigh!
The moneyed pyramids of families powerful
Play a generations’ long game,
Hone media, laws, and organs
To further establish their gains.
Oligarchs select, groom, and promote,
Heroes of specific character
intelligences promoted, others shaming
To manipulate masses’ hive mind wishes.
It’s no accident heroes
Brutish or beautiful be,
Rarely unless “impaired”,have they any brains,
Watch closely and you’ll see.
Don’t be fooled by these productions,
They speak not to your worth!
Focusing us on our have-nots
Keeps our hearts without much hope.
Our western lily culture
With its applause of vulture capitalism,
Is no less vindictive or predatory
Than Old World cutthroats and punishers.
A zero sum game of capitalism,
Bound by no global Golden honor code or ethic,
Favor multinationals’ and economies’ hydras
To suffocate and drown, smaller voices.
Meanwhile “democratic” leadership
Wears gloves, looks Aryan, tacitly nods,
Quietly plants activist actors,
To whip up an unruly mob.
For officially the powerful,
Favor blue-line militia’s swat teams,
For their federally-funded private prisons,
Are a sizeable Dow growth industry.
Naturally, don’t we wonder,
Whose voices chronicle heroes’ stories?
Duh, the victorious, and they’ll not relent-
At least not‘s long as they’re given glory!
So for every page of our history books,
There are many more unwritten back-stories.
Stories that never really went away
But actively distorted,
overall weaken us socially.
Silenced are the ‘losers’, and vanquished,
Stripped of dignity, and worse.
Maybe crippled, maimed, forgotten
Left with but each other, prayers and faith.
Here one hears G-d’s answering
To those who can still hear Him.
He answers with prophets and angels.
Who remind us of our higher visions?
As we navigate life and aspire
To improve our lots from home,
Worshiping heroes goes both ways –
But mostly is a sham.
Does ones hero brighten the spiral,
Our paths recursive to the light?
Does he/she refresh us to our challenges,
And encourage our inner fights?
But more commonly hero worship,
For ‘weaker’ humankind that is,
Distracts us from our inner will,
Reminds us of whom we can’t be.
So to whom should you turn towards,
to make decisions wise and well,
Let your intuition guide you,
It’s in a teacher’s heart to be helpful when G-d’s will is behind you.
But never, ever, ever,
‘Should’, your atonedbeing regret,
nor shame, nor lay
For decisions you made at the moment.
In that in the end, we are energetically weighed,
Against the resonance of those reactions,
Karma arching ricochets, to heal us on our path.
So leave the vinegar for another day, unless you want impactions.
If a life can be a testament,
This I can safely say,
You’ll catch more flies with honey,
For me, I try to remember,
That I’m made of the four elements-
Earth, water, air and fire
Distributed amonsgst my being.
A helpful daily practice
Is visualizing them in me.
Feeling as ifknees, hips or shoulders and above,
Were manifestations of elements’ each quality.
Standing tall in Tadasana,
Is very helpful as well!
Reclaim your grounded power
Draw it up from deep within yourself.
And if you want to learn to use
The super power in you
Do what you love doing,
When you doing, what you want to do!
You are always your own hero,
Journeying through life,
Honor the “hero” in those around you- and
Your “Promises”, will manifest!
Like a tree casting it’s longest shadows,
Or hedge shielding 7x it height,
If we put our effort with ourselves or intend anything,
We can effect farther than our sight.
So, if you want more serenity
(This works for me BTW, believe me),
Imagine that, you’re to your knees-high tall,
Sweet in soul, strong in elements, and truth.
We can always learn from each other
No matter what our cause.
For if we allow there’s a Higher Power,
Our path to light will be sure.
Like “Karen”, I guess I’m guilty too.
C o m m u n I o – to warn together (lt.); Hebrew- c-kaph-palm-sized (amount of one’s palm- which we CAN manage), o (combines energies of aleph, vau, and samech; ourobouros; completeness -of cause and effect), m (mem- water, infinite prana essence, emotions, connection, and currents), u (Vau, will, hook, catching together), n (nun, “death”), io (yod, G-d’s hand with a circle – creating a tangible idea).
As in, the wave length
like being ugly-ish, gay, black, or in a wheelchair- ie, not Aryan.
This is technically is the original intention of one’s ‘jihad’.
Atoned – At oneness, meaning from heart and minds combined.
The AA Promises.
That’s a tongue twister!!!