Contentment and POWER

You need not be inebriated to be euphoric, the most pleasurable, invigorating and replenishing state of mind that exists to man and womankind. You merely need an ample sense of self-governance. 

I wish I had the POWER to snap my fingers and instantly submerge myself in an overwhelming sense of euphoria. Maybe I can train myself to do so when I am feeling down in the dumps, jaded and ireful?

I bet I can with some practice. 

If a negative thought comes into my mind and latches on for a long ride, instead of turning a blind eye to it and irrationally and petulantly outright refusing to believe that something out of whack resides there.

Oh and another thing, why are human beings so resistant to acknowledging their flaws? I have no problem pointing all of mine out. It’s not mortifying, it’s a piece of our evolving puzzle. If you can do that, then you can freely partake in self-deprecating witticisms. Trust me, people will love you for it. Others love it when you can poke fun at yourself and your shortcomings. This will eternally ease tension and will put everyone around you at ease. This is how you get to know folks. Not through intimidation tactics and passive-aggressiveness. Why do some people think that’s cool? Do they do that to put up walls and a guard or something? I can’t comprehend it. I understand people putting up walls when you first meet them though, because they are waiting to see who will bother to put forth the effort to knock down those walls and hideously corny as that sounds, but that’s the notion, I’m quite sure. And plus, you don’t want to reveal too much too soon and I always had a tendency to do. I’ve gotten better though. 

Anyway, back to my ideas prior to this.

So power is something we all want and all think we have at some point. There are few better feelings in this world as when we feel mad with power. It’s lunacy, really! Is that all we really want? To ooze authority and control everyone around us? To bludgeon people in our life with our alleged dominance? 

To be continued. . . 

I’m livin’ in the 21st century
Doin’ something mean to it

Do it better than anybody you ever seen do it
Screams from the haters, got a nice ring to it
I guess every superhero need his theme music
No one man should have all that power
The clock’s tickin’, I just count the hours
Stop trippin’, I’m trippin’ off the power
(21st century schizoid man)
The system broken, the schools closed, the prisons open
We ain’t got nothin’ to lose, ma’f-cka, we rollin’
Huh? Ma’f-cka, we rollin’
With some light-skinned girls and some Kelly Rowlands
In this white man’s world, we the ones chosen
So goodnight, cruel world, I see you in the mornin’
Huh? I see you in the mornin’
This is way too much, I need a moment
No one man should have all that power
The clock’s tickin’, I just count the hours
Stop trippin’, I’m trippin’ off the power
‘Til then, f-ck that, the World’s ours
And then they (Go)
And then they
And then they (Go)
And then they (21st century schizoid man)
F-ck SNL and the whole cast
Tell ‘em Yeezy said they can kiss my whole ass
More specifically, they can kiss my asshole
I’m an asshole? You n-ggas got jokes
You short-minded n-ggas’ thoughts is Napoleon
My furs is Mongolian, my ice brought the goalies in
Now I embody every characteristic of the egotistic
He know, he so, f-ckin’ gifted
I just needed time alone, with my own thoughts
Got treasures in my mind but couldn’t open up my own vault
My childlike creativity, purity and honesty
Is honestly being prodded by these grown thoughts
Reality is catchin’ up with me
Takin’ my inner child, I’m fighting for it, custody
With these responsibilities that they entrusted me
As I look down at my dia-mond-encrusted piece
N-gga, no one man should have all that power
The clock’s tickin’, I just count the hours
Stop trippin’, I’m trippin’ off the power
‘Til then, f-ck that, the World’s ours
And then they (Go)
And then they
And then they (Go)
And then they
And then they (Go)
And then they (21st century schizoid man)
Colin Powells, Austin Powers
Lost in translation with a whole f-ckin’ nation
They say I was the obamanation (abomination) of Obama’s nation
Well, that’s a pretty bad way to start the conversation
At the end of day, goddammit, I’m killin’ this sh-t
I know damn well y’all feelin’ this sh-t
I don’t need yo’ p-ssy, bitch, I’m on my own d-ck
I ain’t gotta power trip, who you goin’ home with?
How ‘Ye doin’? I’m survivin’
I was drinkin’ earlier, now I’m drivin’
Where the bad bitches, huh? Where ya hidin’?
I got the power, make yo’ life so excitin’ (So excitin’)
Now this would be a beautiful death
Jumpin’ out the window
Lettin’ everything go
Lettin’ everything go
N-now-now this would be a beautiful death
Jumpin’ out the window
Lettin’ everything go
Lettin’ everything go
Now this would be a beautiful death
Jumpin’ out the window
Lettin’ everything go
Lettin’ everything go
You got the power to let power go

~Kanye West