If you are angry, you will make people angry. If you are happy, you will make people happy. When I am angry, I can make other people angry. Yes, this is true. It’s the social web, but strangely when I feel rage, others remain unmoved. Why is that?

Anger is emotion which usually clouds the feeling of sadness.

Rage is intimidating to most.

Rage has the energy of feeling.

Perhaps you express it in a way that their subconscious doesn’t understand.

Rage itself blends in with reality. Rage is raw animalistic aggression, and it creates no disturbance. No one notices my rage, because it is not anger. It is no more disturbing than birds seeking insects in the grass, or a normal storm passing overhead.

When enraged, my mind is immersed in the immediacy of a crisis, the immediacy of life, and the challenge that faces me in that moment, and I do no thinking. I sense. I watch and feel, and wait for my instincts to give the cue to act or withdraw. This sound crazy? What would anger do for me in those moments?

Like when my cat hisses at me because he doesn’t want to go inside, but he’s not angry. It’s true, animals don’t get angry. They don’t sit and brood, waste energy, at least not normally. Humans have a remarkable ability to derange even other species.

People have described me as lazy, unambitious, unmotivated, only to later be taken by surprise when I act with an urgency and clarity of purpose they didn’t believe me capable of. Strange, no?

Now I do have emotional issues. I have some serious frustration due to not being able to find a usable chink in the social armor. So I haven’t to date been able to make my mark in a way that society values well enough to give me obvious “evidence of success.” My only reason for being interested in that is I have ideas and creative motivations I would pursue, but humans control all the resources. They have locked down all the territory. They have made rules governing every possible path a person might pursue. This is the source of my emotional distress and why I seem to procrastinate in the end. What about you friends? Anyone care to share?

Nike says just do it. Just do it after you buy their shoes.

I have not found one thing that I excel at and have decided that diversity is my strength. Diversity can indeed be a strength. My own strength is far less socially acceptable. My own strength lies in my resonance with those facets of reality that humanity does everything it can to suppress. I can feel the rage of life on this planet. I can feel the cycle of decay, both in human social shifts and in biological survival. I can see every chink in every system and anticipate exactly how any of it will break. People with my “disability” are very system oriented, and my “system” is how things break. I see the break in the bubble of consensus reality so I can explain where it is and what it looks and feels like.

Everyone hear the song “Uninvited” by Alanis Morissette?

You relate to this song? Yes, and it’s written from a feminine, pseudo romantic point of view, but to date I feel it describes a big facet of my social place in the world.

Like anyone would be
I am flattered by your fascination with me
Like any hot-blooded woman
I have simply wanted an object to crave

But you, you’re not allowed
You’re uninvited
An unfortunate slight

Must be strangely exciting
To watch the stoic squirm
Must be somewhat heartening
To watch shepard meet shepard

But you you’re not allowed
You’re uninvited
An unfortunate slight

There is another song that described even more.  “Iris” by The Goo Goo Dolls:

And I’d give up forever to touch you
‘Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You’re the closest to heaven that I’ll ever be
And I don’t want to go home right now

And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
‘Cause sooner or later it’s over
I just don’t want to miss you tonight

And I don’t want the world to see me
‘Cause I don’t think that they’d understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And you can’t fight the tears that ain’t coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know you’re alive

And I don’t want the world to see me
‘Cause I don’t think that they’d understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And I don’t want the world to see me
‘Cause I don’t think that they’d understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

My lyrical sharing is more about the immediate interpersonal.

From what I’ve heard here today, procrastination occurs when we detach from our feelings and hence the world around us. Get in touch with those feelings and we’ll have perfect timing? Perfect in that it’s attuned to the natural rhythm of the world, yes. Perfect in the notion that it will keep to an arbitrary calendar, well, that’s a different issue.

Your thoughts are welcome. Be well friends.

Travis Saunders
Dragon Intuitive
~science,mysticism,spirituality~