the fuck you chuckle

Apparently the biggest things on the intertubes and FB are revenge postings. You know the ones I mean…”So and so magnificently shuts down –insert vilified subset of the population (i.e. sexist, racist, homophobe, etc.)—who made a disparaging remark.” And on and on and on…with the point being that we, as a species apparently are supposed to feel good/justified/exonerated/whatever because some asshole was put in his or her place.

Really?

That’s what we’re down to? Shaming people as entertainment for the masses? As far as I know, shaming doesn’t actually teach anyone anything, in fact I believe it makes people less likely to learn any inherent message in the shame. It simply makes them feel like shit which, obviously, is the point of shaming.

But feeling like shit doesn’t change anything.

How about this, how about we either ignore assholes (who will stop being assholes because they don’t get any attention for it) or we try to educate them if they are simply ignorant of the truth? I know, I know…where’s the fun in that?  All we will get is a better world, not a good hearty fuck you chuckle.

But maybe a “fuck you chuckle” is all we can hope for?

Shame on you!! We can certainly hope for more…

Believe. Go. Do.

~TrevorZen

Persistence

Here is something I know; nothing in the world can take the place of persistence, the perseverance to keep trying to achieve a dream or attain a goal, no matter what. The ability to keep going regardless how many times you’ve fallen or have suffered failure. The idea that you’ve made a sacred pact with yourself to just never give up.

Talent won’t replace persistence.

There are millions of extremely talented yet unsuccessful people…look at the music or sports industry. Barely 5% of those who attempt to become successful at sports or with music actually succeed. You know people who haven’t.

Education won’t replace persistence.

The world is filled with educated and sometimes over-educated derelicts. Men and women who gambled that simply the act of going to school and university would be the key to their success. It is not and never can be.

Genius won’t replace persistence.

It is almost a proverb about unrewarded genius. Smarter does not equal more successful with so many, especially in today’s information society, women and men of true genius toiling alongside the rest of the drones and worker bees, unable to achieve the success they believe they deserve.

It is only and ever persistence that creates success.

Truly.

History is rife with stories of people who persisted—and reached their goals and achieved success—regardless their lack of genius, their unfinished education, their absence of overriding talent. They did so because they simply did not stop moving forward, toward what they wanted, instead of turning away when the going got difficult. They refused to let failure define them and rose above their circumstance. Those people are you, and you, and you, and…

…you just need to remind yourself of that fact…

…everyday.

Believe. Go. Do.

~TrevorZen

is that a fact

It really makes no difference how smart someone is—how smart they say they are or how other people believe how smart they are—if what they say is not based on perceivable, actual evidence then they are simply spouting gobbledygook. There are a gazillion theories on how everything works in this universe…from curing cancer with “super foods” to the secret source of our government’s power to chemtrails to who shot JFK to…well…

…you get the picture.

All the conspiracy theories and wild-assed crazy ideas out there about how and why things are the way they are, are all just bullshit if they do not have facts and the truth supporting them. Sounds pretty simple, eh? You would think so but there are so many people on this planet who are hurting, physically and mentally and emotionally, desperately looking for answers to their most worrisome problems such that they will latch onto any and all theories and “answers” in the hopes that they can relieve their own suffering. It’s not that they want to believe the bullshit…

…it’s just that that’s all there is in some cases.

Or all they’ve been told there is…

…so the next time you hear or read about an “answer” to a problem or an explanation of why things happen (or don’t) please, please, please look for the underlying facts that support the answer. If it is just because someone is saying that the answer is true, no matter how long they’ve been saying it, then the answer is just bullshit.

Every time.

When people have facts—real, observable and/or provable things—they are never ashamed or embarrassed to share them with you and point out the evidence their “answer” is based on. In fact, they are more than happy to have you try to disprove their facts because that only makes their answer stronger…so, yeah…

…listen to those guys.

Believe. Go. Do.

~TrevorZen

you

You woke up this morning beautiful and perfect…

…how could you not be?

You are the only “you” among 7 billion people on this amazing planet therefore you are unique and singular, unmatchable in your ability to be you in every way possible. Something not another living person on this earth can do.

How can that NOT be beautiful and astounding?

By loving and fully accepting yourself for everything you are you set yourself free from the slavery of external validation, the bondage of popularity…the servitude to the masses promoted by society to keep you under its control. You do not “need” to be told that you are good or beautiful or worthy, you simple know you are because you live and are on this planet.

You do not need to compare yourself to others—regardless if they are celebrities, your parents or someone you admire greatly—you know you are good and beautiful and worthy…worthy of loving and being loved…because you simply are. Because you are the only “you” means literally that you are incomparable, matchless…

…unequaled by anyone else.

Not better or worse, not good or bad, not preferred or forgotten—these are judgments based on comparison—not anything other than simply being you…

…and you are beautiful and perfect.

Just because.

Believe. Go. Do.

~TrevorZen

An Endless Loop

Mesmerized…I was from the start
from the start I was held by your smile
a smile that completely enclosed me
enclosed and destroyed me

Humbled…from the very beginning
from the beginning I was stripped down
you stripped my soul completely bare
I didn’t care, for once I didn’t care

I’ll never fly with you as I really want to fly
Wanting to so badly, I don’t know how to try
It seems to me that this is how I’ll die…
You watching me…watching you cry

An endless loop of joyful misery…

Educated…from your first words to me
your words taught me to finally smile
when before, smiling always meant lies
lies from pain and midnight cries

Elevated…I was lifted by your kindness
a kindness natural and freely given
when giving was something only I did
something I did and something I hid

I’ll never fly with you as I really want to fly
Wanting to so badly, I don’t know how to try
It seems to me that this is how I’ll die…
you watching me…watching you cry

I’ll never fly with you as I really want to fly
Wanting to so badly, I don’t know how to try
It seems to me that this is how I’ll die…
You watching me…watching you cry

An endless loop of joyful misery…

Destroyed…by the loss of your smile
from the start I was held by your smile
a smile that completely enclosed me
enclosed and destroyed me

I’ll never fly with you as I really want to fly
Wanting to so badly, I don’t know how to try
It seems to me that this is how I’ll die…
You watching me…watching you cry

I’ll never fly with you as I really want to fly
Wanting to so badly, I don’t know how to try
It seems to me that this is how I’ll die…
You watching me…watching you cry

An endless loop of joyful misery…
An endless loop of joyful misery…
An endless loop of joyful misery…

Just Past Touch

 

It is a hunger, this

thing this need this idea

of love of need of

want…a constant craving

seemingly never

satiated never

satisfied…it is both

joyful and

maddening as it

dances close, becomes

us, is us…then

dances away but

we hope we dream

always within touching

distance, within

ourselves it is

almost

almost

but not quite…and

when the dance moves

too far, too fast

too…just past

touch

it is sadness and

decline, it is a passing

of the moment

regardless the logic

the reasons the

meaning

we see nothing

but our own sadness and

say goodbye again

and again

Dogs Balls

I was walking through South Williamsburg the other day, the part where a very large Hassidic Jewish population lives, when I started thinking about traditions. The thing that started it was the thought of walking around on a bright 85 degree and 60% humid Saturday and that it really must suck dogs balls to wear a heavy black wool coat and a weird kind of fur hat (a shtreimel, which only married men wear and only on the Sabbath or other holidays).

Seriously. Dogs balls.

But I wasn’t just thinking of religious traditions but cultural ones as well…and how they relate to us humans…when it dawned on me how utterly useless and meaningless traditions are, or would be, if we couldn’t communicate or leave a record. Cultural and religious traditions absolutely rely on the idea that we must repeat some aspect of living, over and over again, based on what someone else has taught us. Based on some recorded event or activity.

Think about it. In the middle of a sweltering NYC summer, no one just spontaneously puts on a heavy wool coat and a shtreimel to run down to the store for some eggs and milk.

That kind of idiocy has be taught.

As humans we are singularly complete and able to survive and succeed in life based on nothing more than the fact that we are human. In the absence of everything else that society provides, we are able to learn these capabilities by simply being born and growing up amongst other humans. All of the traditions we know and follow, regardless being religious, are taught to us by the society segment that we live in…the sphere of humanity that surrounds us. Some of them going back thousands of years.

THOUSANDS OF YEARS

Say that again to yourself silently and wonder what was known about the world thousands of years ago—that could possibly drive a tradition of wearing heavy winter clothes at the height of summer—that has any relevance whatsoever on the world that we know today. Knowing that there is really no—zero, zip, nada—connection to the past allows us to step away from those traditions and live our lives the most productive and efficient way possible.

It allows us to be free.

Believe. Go. Do.

~TrevorZen