575. November 5th…Perceive me…Deceive me…Believe me…Aunt Jemima….

“The Night Life Aint no Good Life” ©2011 Robert Redus

“All deception in the course of life is indeed nothing else but a lie reduced to practice, and falsehood passing from words into things.”- Robert Southey

Francisco Goya was a “Romantic Painter”…his ability to use light as an integral tool to convey feeling and emotion on already highly charged emotional subjects…situations and paintings…was no less than brilliant…his painting.. “The Bewitched” is a great example of the light accentuating the already pretty creepy scene….A priest pours oil into a lamp…held by the devil…while donkeys standing on their hind legs representing demons fill the background…the priest has his hand over his mouth…his eyes clearly represent terror…the painting is the metaphor…

I am intrigued by good guys…especially…who know they’re good guys…Rex O’Herlihan (The Singing Cowboy)…was truly a good guy…to the level…in a gunfight…he could only shoot people in the hand…because as we all know only good guys are supposed to do that…anything else sort of borders on that gray area…between good and not so good…the point is he knows he’s a good guy and knows that beyond a shadow of a doubt…

not everyone knows what they are…yet they think they are something they are not even close to….they just don’t know it or maybe don’t want to know it…that’s where the whole perception thing comes into play…Perception comes from the Latin word… “perceptin” which literally means… “A taking in”…so I think that too is the beginning of the problem of perceiving/deceiving oneself of being say an honorable person…throw in “Justify” and a dash of “Denial” and the perfect recipe for a lifetime of “What” followed by an enormous amount of question marks…begins to exist…

now the assignment for all of us should be to be like Goya…paint a painting of our metaphor…or like William S. Burroughs…write a story of the real stuff and the really unreal stuff we decided one day to incorporate into our life inventory…and own it like say…an assault on a small peaceful tribe of people…who really need religion or money…and we know they do because after all it helped us out…right…

egocentricity….come on let’s talk all about you…as long as it’s all about me…right?…because after all…what you think…do…say…like and love…act on…believe…aspire too…care about…want…crave…need and believe…they don’t mean shit…in the right hands… so maybe today…paint your metaphor mural on the side of a Tuff Shed or a Big Metal building…and sign it “ME”

Oscar Wilde said it perfectly…

“True friends stab you in the front”

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2 thoughts on “575. November 5th…Perceive me…Deceive me…Believe me…Aunt Jemima….

  1. It does indeed…but something true about those we will tolerate and forgive…and they would do the same for us…that’s what I think makes friends…and the good ones will hopefully stab the front part..

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