People are influencial whether good or bad.
As an adult male, seeing the news, the rise in; the empowerment of women, self-culture, and the trans movement, And in the shaming of masculinity, I don’t see many role models, (though at least we do get some few like Marcus Rashford, as did Amir Khan, reach out to youth and the poor)
I’m sharing Leo Buscaglia again in the hope he might brighten your day, your journey and your life, and bring you a positive outlook and something to reach for.
He’s hilarious, loving and wise.
I’m sure there are some more Jesus’ out there today.
In the news, in male culture in my immediate life, I’m lacking to see positive culture, but knife crime amongst youths, drug fuelled and sexual deviant outbursts, and radical ideas fuelled by emotions and skeptical rage.
Dissatisfied, unheard, misunderstood and defensive.
Lord help us, Lord help me
What do I know?
What good do I do?
How am I helping?
Am I just as divisive?
Polarised; unable to meet others and hear them?
Putting myself above others?
Claiming to Love, but not making the effort?
I had a dream last night, as I do most nights,
(Not smoking weed has been a blessing)
A dead friend appeared - a msg from beyond the grave.
I was going to a gathering for a beer, and saw a pub regular.
Saying “hi” to him with the question.
I noticed how well and sharp he looked.
He’d stopped drinking, and was in recovery.
I fell down to my knees, praying with remorse after he’d made his point, the battle to refrain, and my companion waiting for me with dismay, “what’s wrong?”
I’m definitely better off without weed, no doubt about that.
Later in the dream, I saw a girl from school.
She was a bit weird back then, bullied and very insular. But now… She was a vocalist with a famous band, doing extremely well, still youthful and as beautiful as she actually always had been.
After my gig last night, and the past few days, I’ve softened my Nopmo journey.
MO? So what? Why be so extreme?
YouTube arousal. So what? Chicks are hot.
And at least it’s not porn.
I had eventually gone to a camsite, and decided against it, eventually going to sleep after a long day - though this morning that influence still lead me back to pmo.
I feel like my dream of seeing the recovering alcoholic and school friend were about change, rebirth, and deliverance into something better.
Influences are all around.
Weed is, but it doesn’t bother me in the slightest,
It’s somewhat of a battle to make that choice, though it was still very much of a choice for the recovering alcoholic to not enter the pub, and I was his reminder “are you going in?”
Drink may not be a problem for me, but he was sharper, well-dressed and purer without it. Very dapper and awesome indeed.
What about myself and pmo, against the things that make me sparkle?
Is PMO not my bottle of whisky that makes me clown around?