tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584734024537154964.post7933939298455910805..comments2024-01-14T16:29:16.030-05:00Comments on killing Mother: The American Consumer Culture vs. the Economics of Real Happinesskilling Motherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07029992871936764888noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584734024537154964.post-377043307156734092011-05-10T16:12:14.552-04:002011-05-10T16:12:14.552-04:00@Lib, I do have a (very) few consumer toys that I ...@Lib, I do have a (very) few consumer toys that I am fond of, my iPod in particular, although I don't rush out and buy the latest one every time a new version comes out, much to Apple's dismay. Remember when Sony came out with the walkman? I was a teenager then and loved the sound of music banging around in my head, a sensation I have yet to outgrow. At least with the iPod I don't have to carry around a backpack full of cassette tapes anymore. Hopefully, that is saving the landfills a bit of junk on my behalf. The rest of it I can leave alone. My favorite clothes are years old and were never very fashionable anyway:)killing Motherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07029992871936764888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584734024537154964.post-30651837099066953402011-05-09T23:46:02.984-04:002011-05-09T23:46:02.984-04:00you do write beautiful poetry. :)
I hate TV and ...you do write beautiful poetry. :)<br /><br />I hate TV and commercialization so much. I see that everyone has their stuff, their newest toy or electronic gadget and are following fashion slavishly for no good purpose. I had to recently get new eyeglasses and I noticed that the shape of the frames are changing to an older style once again. Guess everyone now has rectangular glasses and now they need to buy the newest shape in order to stay in fashion. I notice we are asked to buy the same product, just only slightly different (new and improved), over and over again and golly gee, there are people who do it without thinking anything about it. I love the stuff video.Life As I Know It Nowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03733963455243806298noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584734024537154964.post-25869046042671912472011-05-08T17:04:04.556-04:002011-05-08T17:04:04.556-04:00Tsisageya, I am glad you liked the notes on trees ...Tsisageya, I am glad you liked the notes on trees and wind. I am not much of a poet, but those few lines came to me as I watched the new green leaves on the trees outside my back door. The trees really seemed joyful to have the wind caressing them on a warm, sunny day. I almost envied their interplay.<br /><br />Anyway, I love having you as a fan. We are all just sampling bitterness and joy from the Tree of Life, trying to make the latter outweigh the former. Your enthusiasm makes me feel good, and for that I am thankful.killing Motherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07029992871936764888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584734024537154964.post-58448159331766371892011-05-06T18:44:32.182-04:002011-05-06T18:44:32.182-04:00Oh wait...that wasn't supposed to be published...Oh wait...that wasn't supposed to be published right now. Darn keyboard.<br /><br />I wanted to express my heartfelt feelings for this poem. I love poetry, but I don't love ALL (by any stretch of the imagination) poetry. But this captures the wind, the breath, the shining light, the embrace of it all. Wind in the leaves really does make leaves sparkle. They really do flash the light of joy. Oh my God, I love this poem.<br /><br />I held a hummingbird in my hand once. The tiny feathers, oh my God I held it as sacred. It had knocked itself out on a garage window. I held it and it finally flew away. <br /><br />I've never actually seen a nest though.<br /><br />I've noticed,lately, how television seems to be living up to its original intent as a sales tool. The FCC used to live up to its duties, but no more. I used to work in television and there used to be some rules. Not any more, though. For every 6 minutes of programming, there are 5 minutes of commercials. Over and over and over and over again. Audio levels? Forget about it.<br /><br />All regulation is out the window, don't kid yourselves. I used to get my butt chewed out for every little infraction. That's not the case anymore, I'm sure.<br /><br />Remember, after 911 how Bush instructed us to just go shopping? Keep shopping. Don't get me even started on our current president.<br /><br />I'm trying, Mother, to be happy---find happiness---and I do. But alongside that is a great deal of unhappiness and cynicism. <br /><br />I'm working on eating that fruit from the Tree of Life. I am.tsisageyanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584734024537154964.post-17651404750399412892011-05-06T18:24:35.726-04:002011-05-06T18:24:35.726-04:00I've tried to hold back, killing Mother, since...I've tried to hold back, killing Mother, since I am your biggest fan but don't want to seem too cult-ish, or anything, but I can't hold back any longer.<br /><br />Who wrote this?<br /><br /><i>love the way the trees move in wind,<br />not straining against the force,<br />but bending back in ecstasy to accept the warm embrace.<br />Wind in the leaves tickles the branches and they sparkle,<br />flashing the light of joy.<br /><br />I want to be a tree,<br />stretching my limbs to let you run through me<br />until the light from your breath<br />shines out from every pore.</i>tsisageyanoreply@blogger.com