417. September 22nd…conjugation of the verb… “Intend”…..requires far more than intention….. “I got youuuuu babe”…..

Thoughts from the "Tinman"

“Come on in” 2010

“It is impossible for us to break the law. We can only break ourselves against the law.” – Cecil B. DeMille

Over Stimulation…a state in which the speed of the roller coaster is the least of my worries…..

I love these mornings that begin with a myriad of things to do sort of stacked up like the 8 am Bay bridge toll booth….a giant pez sort of mentality…and I am going to be the toll booth guy or the guy in line waiting…I know who I’d prefer to be…..but once past the booth…I’m moving…otherwise…it’s the same old thing….pretty much all day…the envy is extremely short-lived…..

my dryer is making a rather interesting bird sound….remininscent of a slightly altered version of the song of the “Fluvicola pica“…one of my all time favorites…..

but really….what matters today….is seeing the day….fill itself like a water balloon under the faucet…..the risk of knowing it may break before filled or it might not be filled enough to complete the task it was designed for….and bounce rather than burst…..but either way….it is a water balloon…..and that speaks volumes of the intent….

….the dictionary defines intention as: “an act or instance of determining mentally upon some action or result.”…so undeniably intention is a motivating factor…even if we are unaware of the desire….it ensures really nothing at all though…we may have an intention….but doing it…requires an entirely usable bag of tricks to pull it off….tools we must know how to use well and often…..and I’m certain…intention  that makes our “A” list….we have learned to use those tools blindfolded sound asleep…..and can juggle five at a time with one hand…..with no fear of dropping them…..

intention from a philosophical sense requires 2 elements to be legitimized….an action and a movement…..in art there is intention that often is mixed with an intuitive element that begins the course of the work…. though both of those elements may never be visible….and only a sheer covering embedded in the work somewhere…the intention may not be as important as the end result…..just as the intention may become less important than the action or the movment….and what the intention did was spark the momentum…that turned the wheel that moved the vehicle where it needed to go…so another intention could then be announced…..and like a three-toed tree sloth…the process may be painfully slow and arduous…but neverheless…a destination reached…not necessarily the desired destination….but a process derived from the original intention….that seemed the best most suitable one…..

intention may be…a rather nebulous…match to strike…as it takes more for the intention to actually cause results….it is more of an idea…..like a blind date…you never know what’s going to happen until it does…but having intention with expectation….it ….sort of poisons the intent…..rather than letting it run its course…..and evolve as it will in relation to how you evolve….as the intender…..

I think intention is very much like the movie “Ground Hog Day” with Bill Murray…..it can be painfully the same…..surprisingly different….or full of things that are beneficial….long lasting…and truly to our advantage……

just as long as it doesn’t have anything to do with Sonny and Cher……

“I cannot persuade myself that a beneficent and omnipotent God would have designedly created parasitic wasps with the express intention of their feeding within the living bodies of Caterpillars.” – Charles Darwin

2 thoughts on “417. September 22nd…conjugation of the verb… “Intend”…..requires far more than intention….. “I got youuuuu babe”…..

  1. I was thinking about “Groundhog Day” today while walking the bosque trail. I feel like I’m having that kind of year & I’m good with it. I peck each day like a city pigeon.

    The Darwin quote is awesome for me because Clay recently found a hornworm with wasp pupa convering it, tiny white silky cocoons and I took photos and kept tabs on him out in the garden. Every day he shrunk smaller and smaller until poof he was gone. I felt a little bit bad for him, being in that state.

    Another enjoyable, thought~provoking post! Thank you…

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