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It’s touching.
I’m touched.
Touch me.
From the minute we plop out of the womb, we scream—not for food, not sight, or to hear comforting words—and not to smell chocolate chip cookies.
We scream for connection.
Goddamn it—put me back against my mother’s skin. Let me feel some touch.
Then society, our educational system, religious training and our entertainment industry attempt to make us overly dependent on what we merely see and hear.
Touch is removed except for obvious situations, when we require intimacy.
We are told that touch is dangerous. You can contract diseases. You can over-commit your emotions.
Therefore, we reserve touch and withhold it. Matter of fact, when we even hear the word touch, we associate it with sexuality instead of humanity.
Some ideas persist:
Shaking hands, for instance. But we’re changing that to a fast fist-bump.
Holding hands. Isn’t a high-five enough?
A pat on the back. “Come on! You know I support you.”
There’s a national pastime to make things that draw us closer together seem unnatural. As a result, we cloister into smaller and smaller units, only allowing for fellowship in the catacombs of our own understanding.
I see you. I see what you’re doing. I want to let you know I appreciate it. I touch you.
I hear you. I love the sound. It makes me what to touch you.
I smell your human odor—your fragrance. Yes, I wouldn’t mind being close.
And certainly, I taste you. We are intimate. It makes me yearn to caress you.
It is impossible to foster human progress without touch.
Even as we argue about people coming to our country from other nations, is it not possible for us to honor those who emigrate while still being careful about their immigration? Can’t we be touched by their journey, and still ask them to stand in line and fill out an application? Why must we portray them as evil, nasty, rotten and devious?
When you remove touch, you hamper the hands, and when the hands retreat, the ability to assist evaporates.
Being touched is not a feminine thing, nor is it a masculine no-no. It is the only way that we’re sure we’re alive…and it means something.
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G-Poppers … November 24th, 2017
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The world is not going to get better. It just isn’t.
This is not a negative statement–it’s not walking around in sackcloth and ashes, proclaiming doomsday. The world has, is and will continue to be filled with tribulation–wars, rumors of wars, nation rising against nation and so forth and so on.
There are only two futilities in life:
1. Waiting on the world to change.
2. Giving up on the idea of change.
Even though the world is not going to change, you are. If you don’t, you’ll fall into the same patterns as your parents, except with higher taxes, fewer advantages and more expensive prices on turkey and dressing.
You are supposed to get better. The question immediately comes to mind–how does one do that?
First by realizing that “better” is not an abstract concept. It is not a case of waking up in the morning and trying to improve all of your actions in order to please Mother Nature or Father God. Rather, it is one simple statement:
I am going to become a better bettor.
I am going to learn what to bet on, what to believe in, what to pursue, what is valuable, what is precious, what is current, what is in need of being handled immediately and what can be put off for later.
I am going to instruct myself on how to wager my time and energy. Otherwise I will be tempted to follow the gray cloud of the news cycle from one storm to another. I will discover the most miserable member of my family and think they demand the most attention. I will become a horrible bettor instead of a better bettor.
Valuable point: knowing what to bet on gives you the chance to discover opportunity to change something.
Nothing you change in your life will be more than two feet from your fingertips. Get used to it. Just think what would happen if we got one billion people to understand this.
So what is worthy of a risk? Where can I invest my precious time?
Find things that are true.
This means at least the folks involved are trying not to lie.
This lends itself to backing projects that are honest.
And what does honest entail? Occasionally admitting that you screwed up.
How about some justice?
In other words, if you are allowed to have freedom of speech, so do the many other tongues flapping around you.
Could it be possible to find something pure?
Pure does not mean that it’s free of dirt–it connotes that the people involved are trying to clean it up.
Get ready to bet on things that are lovely and of good report.
Stop being titillated by vile descriptions and sexual masochism.
Do we still believe in virtue?
What is that anyway? It’s realizing there are things that are universal, and that when they’re enacted, miracles happen.
And doggone it, go out and find things that are praise-worthy.
Our entire society is set for subjects that are bitch-worthy. Find something that demands that you stop, shake your head in amazement and speak out, “Isn’t God good?”
You will not change the world. G-Pop wants you to know that it is your duty to become a better bettor.
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