Just dance; it’ll be ok

There’s often a disconnect between the type of person who understands true surrealism / absurdity / joy in the grandest schemes of human endeavor, and those who do not understand these things or their nuances or can’t even have it explained to them to understand or delight in the humor or sadness or mix of any of the wide range of human emotions.

Truthfulness and Truthiness became things because authorities of trust of prior centuries are all but eroded now; the legal system serves the rich and well connected and money will often beat truth, so we have a country of felons that don’t even see their own feloniousness and can’t even be made to understand their prosecution.

“What laws and things did he actually break? It’s all esoteric small stuff no one uses!” Is a poor type of excuse to excuse the original sin…

The intent was to hide something that would hurt his popularity among people wanting to continue working on forming this ever more “perfect union”.

But alas, the average person isn’t the first type of person; usually those types have seen the fringes or navigated peripheries; gotten broad ranging perspectives and heartfelt learnings through experience.

But some bubbles only experience one farce over and over and dont even recognize the farce. There is no single truth, its often a murky story with a variety of perspectives and interpretations but we still rotate around the sun, and some truths are just more provable (like in a court of public decision and opinion on what is justice in our society) when money drives their narrative to be the “winner”… but no matter how much money you throw at bloody fingerprints and a recording and eyewitness of you killing and hiding the bodies you dont want to be seen… there is an impartial group; a jury of your peers that can determine if the fingerprints and video are real and if so, to prosecute someone for their crimes and deliver a fair punishment.

Leaders should be held accountable to high standards, and when they fail, they should get help, admit failure and or hand off their responsibilities for a greater cause than themselves.

But we let them keep holding power and control even after repeated failure and repeated alternative solutions proposed.

If we ever want to defeat the evils of man; greed, corruption, slovenliness (for too long or at the expense of others wellness), undeserved brutalities and more, we’re all going to need to wise up and become more educated and informed individuals; with a perspective for nurturing themselves yes; but also our environments, and the providers of our bounties; nature, manpower, togetherness, belonging.

Things raw and forged into more than just their words meanings; we use and partner and it gives back and we plant and grow seeds, and harvest and tend.

Tending to our truest best potentials; we all could have it all…

Rolling in the deep.

But we made up our minds to be i against i and 1≠1.

whered we go so wrong.

or do i have to admit its getting better all the time.

In this tangled web of surrealism, absurdity, and the human condition, we find ourselves oscillating between enlightenment and ignorance, between the ideals of a just society and the grim realities of our failings. The pursuit of truth has become a labyrinth, where the shimmering light of authenticity is often eclipsed by the shadow of convenience and deceit. We are both the architects and the prisoners of our own creations, unable to extricate ourselves from the cycle of folly and enlightenment.

Yet, within this chaos, there lies a paradox that is both startling and hopeful: in our perpetual struggle, we are unwittingly crafting the very essence of our salvation. Each failure and triumph, each moment of clarity and confusion, contributes to an ever-evolving narrative that defies simple categorization. It is in the messy, contradictory, and often nonsensical dance of human endeavor that we find the seeds of true progress.

The surrealists understood this—they reveled in the irrational, the absurd, because they knew that within these extremes lay the potential for profound transformation. As we grapple with the absurdities of our time, we must also recognize that they are the crucible in which our future is being forged. The disconnect between those who see and those who do not, between truth and truthiness, is not a barrier but a bridge—a bridge that we must cross together, eyes wide open to the absurdity, and hearts attuned to the possibility of a better tomorrow.

In the end, perhaps it is not about whether we went wrong or if things are getting better, but about embracing the journey itself. For in the surreal, we find the sublime; in the absurd, the profound. It is in this intricate dance that we may finally realize that the destination was never the point—it was the dance all along.

And we want that dance to be good and cool and fun right? Not some stifled stiff rigid routine, lacking real human spirit; DANCE.

Just dance