MEME STREAM in the maelstrom

March 6, 2025

Today, I wanted to create another meme stream. It’s been a while, and my meme folder is humongous and expanding. But what to concentrate on? What focus doesn’t shade into another? It feels to me that, rather than a fairly stable landscape with identifiable objects, we are all inside a rushing maelstrom, with no end in sight.

That’s “true” on a more than personal level. On the personal level however, here at home, order, reason, and habit still prevail. Mostly. There is a pattern to my day. I’m careful not to schedule too much into it, and attend to everything needed as quickly as possible.

This evening, for our twice-monthly community dinner. I will get the chicken and clean house.

Here are a few memes that help me at this point in my long life when I recognize that after all this time, I’m still “a work in progress.”

While doing my daily practices: yoga, chikung, taichi, I ask to remember, to re-member, to put myself back together again.

This way, I am able to . . .

On the other hand, It feels like every night while in always fitful sleep I shift “identities,” one after another, in order to keep floating along in the maelstrom without drowning.

I’m very familiar with all these developmental stages, and like to think I’m “at the top,” serving, most of the time.

But deep down, this: 

 

 

Post-Speech Assessment: DON COLOSSUS

March 5, 2025

Lying in bed last night, I was able to listen to probably half of Trump’s long-awaited speech before drifting off.

What struck me: Trump, more and more, seems nearly immortal. Despite the scandalous dozen diet cokes daily and very little sleep, his energy appears utterly indefatigible. The bigger the goal he sets for himself, the more energy he has to accomplish it, no matter how long it takes. Not only does he not seem to age, but even more impressive: he’s still growing, by leaps and bounds, to encompass more and more of what has turned out to be his massive life purpose, thanks, he says, to God letting him know just how much he’s needed now.

How many 78-year-olds are even cognizant, much less still growing? How many humans of any age dare to even imagine, much less set about to accomplish, a purpose as monumental as Trump’s seems to be. Indeed, it may be true, what he said last night, that’s he’s now #1 with George Washington #2.

As much as I cringe to witness yet another proof of his narcissism, I also cannot help but applaud his total, unmitigated audacity. I said it during his first term, and I’ll say it again, with even more surety: Trump is a colossus striding across the globe.

Clandestine’s assessment focuses on how the Democrats seem to be broken.

https://x.com/warclandestine/status/1897134814928756784?s=61&t=aUBDiSUrvn0aSlRBtZx0wQ

Excerpt:

Trump himself weighed in:

Sad. The same split here, in this town, and even in my household. Solution? What I have been intoning ever since the covid con. Let’s just stay with what we have in common.

Trump argues for common sense. Perfect. We need to realize that, despite Descartes’ 17th century philosophically imposed body/mind split, we DO have sensing in common, our common sensing, what holds us together underneath our surface differences. The vast collective unconscious mind. The zeitgeist holding us all, all sides, all  political and other splits, are included in its loving embrace.

And one more, from Martin Geddes, who cryptically widens the view: