Our brave new fucking dehumanizing world

I went to a cafe yesterday. There was a nice girl working there. There were not so many clients so we had a chance to converse. There was no flirt, we simply found a nice soul connection. We easily resonated with one another. Some relaxing Buddha bar music permeated the whole atmosphere. There was peace in the air. Delight.

Long story short:

Her boss showed up out of the blue, and the moment he laid eyes on me, he said some nasty words. He was terribly infuriated…so unaccountably aggressive. Why? I HAD DISTURBED THE ORDER HE IS USED TO…I swear to God, he would have killed me if he could, so incredibly pissed off he was…

Today I went to the same spot. You could have hardly believe it: the girl who yesterday was so alive and sweet, looked like a shadow, as if she was short of air…

As there was some humdrum noise being played, I asked amiably whether she could play some lounge music.

`”I AM NOT ALLOWED”…she muttered reproachfully.

I´d got it:

Happiness and harmony not only don´t sell, but are too much of a menace…

Monday

Something to get you started… something
to trigger a sparkle…
Waiting for a sign of sorts.

She´s enwrapped in secret music

Who´s to guess her song?…

The dot contains the line

…and the inspired line is to be found

in the ineffable in-between…

I looked into her soothing mirror and saw none of us…

Nothing has ever come to an end

The dance has never been vanquished
Your kisses never faded

For Julie

The night’s still whispering
Near
And afar…
So is your lonely glance…

           The music is silently unfolding
Like your steps…
Guiding you to You

The only task of your ego-dream

…that is, your strictly separated I-identity, is to hide and keep you away from You. It will do anything to have you falter, fail, go adrift and misconceive Reality. It will deceive you, deride you, belittle and demean you, convincing you that you´re nothing but a pitiful louse. Even your successes it will turn into failures. Unhappiness, misfortune and dis-ease are its inherent gifts for you. Suffering is its favorite music.
PS…
Unless you have looked into and in all seriousness explored this likelihood, these words of mine will hold no meaning for you.

All became secretly silent…

Even Music was timidly awaiting.

Love needs no agenda

“Too much of what the world offers is held onto and glorified as an
end to a means.” – Michael Cupo

That´s exactly it:

Wherever there is an end to any means, Love is absent…

So actually, at the bottom of it all, humanity flees love – God – that is the initial “everything-ness” being the greatest menace…
Nobody is willing to admit this, but humans have invented all this violence, shortage, conflicts, terrible enmity, shortage of all kinds, in order to feel they are alive.

Sadly, Earth is a planet governed by agendas. By Fear – that is…