Backyard and Leaves

It goes like this, off to
The snow and return.
On the table pomegranates and persimmons,

Remembering walking and kicking the fallen leaves.
The smell and the cold uplifting.
Speeding up I bang the fence with a branch,

On a walk today I look into backyards.
My wife sought out other living rooms
I liked the distance, the long view;
Into chairs, green lawns, and
Empty people views.

 I appreciate each filled lung of
Cold, crisp, clearing air.
Colors seen .

Ode To The Living

Ode To The Living

Auntie Cha Cha that's what
Her nieces called her.

Her eyes saw me. Dark
No longer blue.

Still forever.

That dam picture above my desk
We both tried to sell it.
It rings of antiquity.
Greek Charron, The Reaper.

Forever in his boat.
Gaunt, singular dead
To our suffering.

.

Told my fellow workers.
Charron's boat named Cha Cha.
The boats name Cha Cha, What the fuck.

Me looking nightly at Charon's boat;
Not forward but
Being pulled backwards.

Exodus of the living.

Perfected ignorance in a globe of wonder.

marching for stasis

Skill plus denial is a formula for stasis; stasis is a damming of Orgone. True energetic movement is channeled into work but it's unconscious. Skill allows one to only focus on the job. Brimming with confidence, success at the job allows denial to flourish. Stasis protects one from opening up to experiencing the flow of Orgone. Unknown this denial is a way of life that gives little pleasure.  

Each person's stoppage, in Orgone economy, happens at different abusive times. It is one's character that forms to protect the realization of perceived danger, the earlier the abuse is worse; abuse will freeze a unified experience; stasis is achieved. The no becomes a aridity of musculature, and becomes unconscious. Armor is a wall of stasis. The earlier the abuse the longer it take to experience the details of the armor.

 Humans produce Orgone that must be released otherwise living will be intolerable. Stasis can mutate into anxiety as the Orgone pushes against the armor, irritatingly, unrelenting and will not be understood or tolerated, and addiction can become a dangerous cure. 

Stasis is unconscious. Stasis is a form of isolation that unconsciously causes great anger. Failure cannot be tolerated for it a unconscious reminder of blocked, unresolved trauma. Denial is not experienced. Expressing, protecting stasis is familiar behavior. Ones character, armor has been formed to do this. 

Change that causes anxiety is not pleasant and not understood and the emotional  depth to express feelings that would unlock stasis is unfamiliar. Without Therapy Stasis cannot become conscious.

Human beings like all mammals depend on social interaction to provide fulfillment. The rise of addictive anti depressants deadens awareness of stasis. Addiction is a failed attempt to find satisfactory release of  blocked stasis. Armor is the wall that stops pleasurable Orgone. Stasis is stilled Orgone. Working compulsively insures that stasis will not find a satisfactory release.

Stasis relies on a character without much depth, locking the body causes distraction and misguided thinking and inappropriateness and often addiction. The  internal dialogue becomes overly thoughtful, or obsessive instead of empathetic.
Releasing the Orgone through loving heterosexual  intercourse, because its the deepest release of armor, will remove stasis and reduce obsessive chatter, addictions, and other neurotic behavior.