I agree—being happy is an act of rebellion. They cannot steal our joy. They cannot steal our innermost peace.
And I love that Vonnegut quote! It’s perfect for something I’m working on right now.
I have been thinking about Spain lately because I am listening to a phenomenal collection of Albert Camus speeches and lectures (“Speaking Out”), and he speaks poignantly about the tragic triumph of Franco. It makes me think about all that art I appreciated while younger without any understanding of the historical backdrop—from Picasso’s “Guernica” to Motherwell’s “Elegy to the Spanish Republic” series to Hemingway’s “Sun Also Rises.”
Makes me want to reread Orwell’s revelatory “Homage to Catalonia.” The lesson that newspapers fabricate stories to serve a narrative remains with me today.
That is where the "elite" made a mistake. They thought power and fear would be enough. But they somehow didn't realize that the world they want to create is such a nightmare, so disgusting to people that they really would fight back against it even if that means sacrifice.
The future with Pharma in control dictating what must happen to our children is not a future of healthy happy people.
I'll never understand why they didn't just fill their covid shots with salt water and claim victory. People would have believed. Now they have to deal with 90% of the world being highly skeptical of public health and pharma!
My wife and I flew to the Netherlands for our youngest son's first wedding at age 44 in April. I would like to have stayed in Europe for months, but I was talked out of staying. You and I are on the same page I think about the powers that be manipulating our lives through covid and the deathly jab. It is time for the people of the world to stand up and refuse all that they are trying to do to us via WHO & WEF. Don't feel pressured to write. When you do write, your followers will be waiting patiently. It is a pleasure to follow you. All the best to you Celia.
"Now I want to chronicle becoming un-dead." Amen. I found this today on my computer as I searched for something else. I thought I'd return the favor. "The world is violent and mercurial--it will have its way with you. We are saved only by love--love for each other and the love that we pour into the art we feel compelled to share: being a parent; being a writer; being a painter; being a friend. We live in a perpetually burning building, and what we must save from it, all the time, is love. -Tennessee Williams
We were hanging by a thread before “covid” and something had to give. And did it ever. This is our golden opportunity to remember and restore our true knowingness and act on it. It’s up to us.
I was fortunate to live in a state (Iowa) which barely shut down - opened up quickly and even banned mask mandates. Within this state I do live in a "progressive" college town so voluntary masking went on for a long time - still a few here and there. I find hope in my friends and the people of my parish. I know we will all combine our talents to face what hard time may be coming. We know that despite hard times, evil has already been defeated and cannot triumph.
I honestly do not want to insult anyone, but I hope to make at least one person consider the harsh reality that, should events continue as they seem to be, meaning a collapse of the society we have grown accustomed to, people who are today's writers/thinkers/entertainers etc .... could very well be tomorrow's most intelligent, [sic] starving bums.
Yes, Celia! Frosty winter mornings here in Oz. Shovelling compost around the veggie garden in the warm intermittent sunshine; the chooks keep climbing into the beds and I must stop while they fossick for bugs. (Better them than me) I idly look over the paddock fence and there are 5 new lambs playing on a fallen log, pretending to be little kid goats on their unsteady legs. I’m spellbound by the wholesomeness. The rooster and I gaze at their baby animal joy without a care for time passing. As if we are all dancing together to natural rhythm, we all move on to the next moment, separating into iridescent bubbles on the stream. This is what’s feeding me; veggies are optional.
I like the pictures without your interpretation. The fact that you took and chose them is the comment.
I love the shop windows especially, I want to go in that shop. Who is the saint with the pear on his head?
I could just make out he is Saint Tadeo and this is Saint Jude or Thaddeus one of the twelve apostles. He is apparently often depicted with a flame on his head which represents his presence at pentecost where he received the Holy Spirit.
The pictures make me feel something which I can't articulate.
I'm also struck where I live at how quickly normalcy returned. That all the efforts to divide us, to sow doubt and fear, cannot and did not take root, at least among most of us. That basic humanity prevails. They can never destroy that, only damage it. We will come out of this predicament materially poorer, but wiser and stronger, with a renewed sense of who we are and how we fit into the grand scheme of things.
The Covid Beast is a vampire that feeds on hopelessness, so don’t feed it what it eats, ever ever ever. Don’t do it in the name of informing people or “waking them up—” just don’t do it. yes.
I agree—being happy is an act of rebellion. They cannot steal our joy. They cannot steal our innermost peace.
And I love that Vonnegut quote! It’s perfect for something I’m working on right now.
I have been thinking about Spain lately because I am listening to a phenomenal collection of Albert Camus speeches and lectures (“Speaking Out”), and he speaks poignantly about the tragic triumph of Franco. It makes me think about all that art I appreciated while younger without any understanding of the historical backdrop—from Picasso’s “Guernica” to Motherwell’s “Elegy to the Spanish Republic” series to Hemingway’s “Sun Also Rises.”
Makes me want to reread Orwell’s revelatory “Homage to Catalonia.” The lesson that newspapers fabricate stories to serve a narrative remains with me today.
Yes to this. I’ve been thinking about the need to dream together. We almost let them define us into a dystopian corner. Time to dream our way out.
That is where the "elite" made a mistake. They thought power and fear would be enough. But they somehow didn't realize that the world they want to create is such a nightmare, so disgusting to people that they really would fight back against it even if that means sacrifice.
The future with Pharma in control dictating what must happen to our children is not a future of healthy happy people.
I'll never understand why they didn't just fill their covid shots with salt water and claim victory. People would have believed. Now they have to deal with 90% of the world being highly skeptical of public health and pharma!
I'm smiling ☺️
My wife and I flew to the Netherlands for our youngest son's first wedding at age 44 in April. I would like to have stayed in Europe for months, but I was talked out of staying. You and I are on the same page I think about the powers that be manipulating our lives through covid and the deathly jab. It is time for the people of the world to stand up and refuse all that they are trying to do to us via WHO & WEF. Don't feel pressured to write. When you do write, your followers will be waiting patiently. It is a pleasure to follow you. All the best to you Celia.
"Now I want to chronicle becoming un-dead." Amen. I found this today on my computer as I searched for something else. I thought I'd return the favor. "The world is violent and mercurial--it will have its way with you. We are saved only by love--love for each other and the love that we pour into the art we feel compelled to share: being a parent; being a writer; being a painter; being a friend. We live in a perpetually burning building, and what we must save from it, all the time, is love. -Tennessee Williams
That Vonnegut quote — swoon :)
We were hanging by a thread before “covid” and something had to give. And did it ever. This is our golden opportunity to remember and restore our true knowingness and act on it. It’s up to us.
Thank you, Celia. The perspective of this piece from JC, while in a very different style, is not so different to yours, I think :-) https://corbettreport.substack.com/p/technocracy-is-insane-anti-human?utm_source=substack&utm_medium=email
I was fortunate to live in a state (Iowa) which barely shut down - opened up quickly and even banned mask mandates. Within this state I do live in a "progressive" college town so voluntary masking went on for a long time - still a few here and there. I find hope in my friends and the people of my parish. I know we will all combine our talents to face what hard time may be coming. We know that despite hard times, evil has already been defeated and cannot triumph.
I honestly do not want to insult anyone, but I hope to make at least one person consider the harsh reality that, should events continue as they seem to be, meaning a collapse of the society we have grown accustomed to, people who are today's writers/thinkers/entertainers etc .... could very well be tomorrow's most intelligent, [sic] starving bums.
Wow, that was a long sentence!
Enjoy Spain's cultural gifts...Celia :)
Yes, Celia! Frosty winter mornings here in Oz. Shovelling compost around the veggie garden in the warm intermittent sunshine; the chooks keep climbing into the beds and I must stop while they fossick for bugs. (Better them than me) I idly look over the paddock fence and there are 5 new lambs playing on a fallen log, pretending to be little kid goats on their unsteady legs. I’m spellbound by the wholesomeness. The rooster and I gaze at their baby animal joy without a care for time passing. As if we are all dancing together to natural rhythm, we all move on to the next moment, separating into iridescent bubbles on the stream. This is what’s feeding me; veggies are optional.
"...their spectral deity..."
Absolutely Brilliant !
I like the pictures without your interpretation. The fact that you took and chose them is the comment.
I love the shop windows especially, I want to go in that shop. Who is the saint with the pear on his head?
I could just make out he is Saint Tadeo and this is Saint Jude or Thaddeus one of the twelve apostles. He is apparently often depicted with a flame on his head which represents his presence at pentecost where he received the Holy Spirit.
The pictures make me feel something which I can't articulate.
Isn't that the point of pictures and art anyway?
Jo
I'm also struck where I live at how quickly normalcy returned. That all the efforts to divide us, to sow doubt and fear, cannot and did not take root, at least among most of us. That basic humanity prevails. They can never destroy that, only damage it. We will come out of this predicament materially poorer, but wiser and stronger, with a renewed sense of who we are and how we fit into the grand scheme of things.
The Covid Beast is a vampire that feeds on hopelessness, so don’t feed it what it eats, ever ever ever. Don’t do it in the name of informing people or “waking them up—” just don’t do it. yes.