when you teach and reach out and don't preach but do advocate these certain ways that are different from all the differences everyone else sees and accepts and may reject or not then i am not you and you are not me
because what i am looking to do is change the "you and me" we have been so far in humanity's historical charter of what is good and what is not: i'm not prepared to settle any more for a relativism of core that destroys our capacity to construct good and bad in the measure they had once upon a crime and in rhyming couplets that mean something deeper than a ditty of shitty superficial resonances
i aspire to much more you see because i believe we humans are built out of cruelty and good depending on where we are stood and the challenge for me now (and how it is this challenge i see how it is for sure) is to make it possible for not just an individual to progress mighty and fine across the timeline of their person but for the generations too that they make up and inhabit true ... ... well ... that finally they may not need to reset and just about almost always reboot what we know from one to the next
because if the driver of humanity's improvement really is only ever the nonconformism of intelligent individual where corporate-style teamworks serve simply to only implement and make real the dreams of those who dream the unreal we need far more dreamers of the unreal than we currently have if we are to survive and thrive quite outwith ourselves one day when FEARful prayer would no longer be needed to deities sometimes just and in equal measure as cruel as gruel at least in the "sometimes" that history has loosened upon us
and so all i want for christmas is just the sense that together you and me me and cee (out of a love of the most real even where not expressed ever for whatever the circumstances which present themselves as a present that is current as well as wrapped up like no gift ever given) we might just soon enough be tough enough to bring enough truth and compassion and firm resilience to the science of building the FEARless CITIZEN
because me and you that's what we are and what we've been all these years they knocked us back like into a sack where good guys are tumbled by the really really bad and dumped into waterless wells (like we were rocks that don't ever get to) and some these guys and sometimes gals do no good but only stuff the neighbourhoods with more and more legitimated mafias of nearby cities and then again way beyond
so it's now time we put a stop to it all my love: time we said enough is enough and then did in consequential act what was needed and always has been and that the rough guys who were never tough but just cowards and only apparently hard when possessed of the full knowledge no one could properly stop them ever nor stop their awful cruelty born of power's abuse and total misuse as they winged our beautiful civilisations over and over again like icaruses of a sun which should only have embraced and instead was laced with poisons galore by the criminals of yore but also the mafias of RIGHT NOW
time i say to make love where we can and as women and men and genders-all we make these calls to love as practised where humans communicate with fabulous exes that become the kisses which seal the real human deal ...
... and then when we meet people who care not at all for all this it's time we became as firm as hell and gave them bottles of their own medications as we salvage the reputations of every civilisation of good good hood into a future-present of neighbour "should" and "want" and "wish" being the most at this time of year anyone has the right to see delivered and given and handed over and no longer feared no longer feared no longer feared ... at all
a world where it suddenly becomes possible and practical to rebuild once more the FEARless CITIZEN
I wrote the below a few days ago then pulled it from the web.
But it’s what I feel, so now it’s what I repost on perhaps a better place: my own personal and lifework blog.
C … this is for you, obviously.
I’d like you to run everything day-to-day and operational I do in a collective future-present that clearly now approaches.
I’d like you to be COO.
I’d like you to use your immense experience and absolutely native intelligence not just to turn my ideas into reality but also to turn your ideas into reality. What we think is cool may therefore sometimes conflict.
So as far as where and how and why and what, even before we get to start, I’ll argue my preferences whenever I feel the need to … but as long as I sense the hearing you give me is fair, I’ll revert to your final decision always: and yes, with enthusiasm. Because that final decision has to belong more to you than me.
This for sure.
Please accept I’m serious now. Serious about what this means for me and demands of me.
Really. Really.
Yes.
Mil Williams, a few days ago …
But actually it’s not what I feel completely because it just talks about work. Maybe its absences say their piece, too; but only if you know our story well enough will they mean enough to mean anything this minute.
Really what do I most wish for?
Really, I’d just like us to start chatting again; just chatting and following lines of thought. I do love you deeply: so much so that it will only show itself from now on exactly as you prefer it to show.
That’s what deep love actually means: for the other on the other’s terms. And not for oneself, except insofar as the pleasure and joy of another becomes the joy and pleasure of oneself.
Not sacrificial, though; understand me this. My own family’s sense of sacrificial love’s value almost destroyed me.
So: not that.
But affectionate and warm, yes; forgiving and kindly; intelligent and forever … things like these. These things I feel profoundly about you, when it is you I am thinking of. Which — would you believe! — has never not been right now.
Not since that day, anyways. Not since that bridge.
“for you, obviously”
eternally grateful unending affection permanent respect infinite joy a heart of good a soul of gold a mind of the best which a man like me was ever honoured to trust
that’s the you i see and that’s what’s made me whole by your resilience of character and profound nature of true like an arrow to the target but really to the things that ensure life rings out brightly and brings all it can alive
and so then becomes all we could want without reluctance at all nor inferences to miss just the love of the pure and the pulsating certainty of this that the mettle of your deepest being is now just a beat away from me
but never again shall i salivate the evil of the unnecessarily violent. as a last resort … this is how life sometimes must conduct itself. as a tool of habitual state … this is not.
mil williams, johan & nyström coffee shop, stockholm sweden, 9th april 2023
it’s not all plain selling. but then that’s not what life’s about.
but if i manage to stay here in the end, this — the end — it won’t be. it will be the best beginning i’ve ever managed. i spent seven years between the uk and ireland, trying to engineer a relationship between ireland and the uk. i failed.
now i say it out loud: not with joy but acceptance. acceptance that i failed in everything institutionally and personally related.
but not ideas-wise. not in respect of my increasing capacity to uncover them: like a pig and his beloved truffles. for me, ideas are truffles, waiting to be found; and they say that pigs bear many good resemblances to humans. physiologically, for sure. maybe in other respects i am still unaware of.
all i can say is if a pig is good enough for george clooney, why not associate myself with the same?
🙂
so why here — and now?
because in a very brief period of time i see a society like none i have experienced in my life. there are cruel people here: but the society as a wider whole is striving not to legislate or legitimate state cruelty. and this i am defo not accustomed to back in my homeland.
so if i have to contribute to a tech which scales up basic government and regional administrative instincts, i want it to be in a place where more manually these instincts are sound. meantime, the triumvirate of evil exists in the uk with the conservative attachment to russian wealth and trump’s idiocies all in one. and all by now as an all too well-established nouveau establishment of the horrifyingly, casually cruel.
one thing many don’t realise, and i still don’t fully understand: a military society can be a liberating one too. it all depends to what purpose you militarise — and with what genders you compose your military out of.
during my whole time in the uk i was oppressed by outliers of a military which, tbh, needed very few outliers anyway to operate and impose such oppression with the necessary precision. look at the state of the london metropolitan police right now just to appreciate how ugly the uk has allowed itself to become. and that’s the first line: just the police.
this is why here, and why now. and if it’s not possible now and here, it will be somewhere else similar, and sometime then.
but never again shall i salivate the evil of the unnecessarily violent. as a last resort … this is how life sometimes must conduct itself. as a tool of habitual state … this is not.