1414C WHAT JUST HAPPENED?

What just happened?
The people spoke their minds
But what did they say?
That more Trump supporters came out of the closet to
Trump Hillary than insight into common sense can readily
Comprehend unless we remember that 'we, the people' have
Felt so fed up with big government and big business, for so long, as to
Have seen, by this point in time, many of us casting votes with
Minds, so addled with anger as to see only—red
Or perhaps we, the people, have cast our votes for one whose
Ego controls his brain, because we, too, long to say whatever
Pops out of our mouths without paying consequences, as in:
'Loser eat my dust, winner take all'?

The final tally of votes makes me wonder if
During the aftermath of this painful election
Our nation will experience the back lash of whiplash, coast to coast ...
Or am I (who prides herself for coming up with original plans of action)
Still thinking inside the box, whereas Trump, whose voice knows
No boundaries, has developed no box to get his brain out of, at all?

Looks like we, the people, will have to wait for answers to questions
Arising from the unexpected outcome of our presidential election till
Time (which does not stand still or heal all wounds) marches toward
Hindsight, where, hopefully, common sense, awaiting our late arrival
Will highlight insights so soothing to my limbic reaction as to stop
My head from spinning, thus offering my think tank reason to grow
Ever more attentive to need to consult my mirror, in search of
Answers this next pair of questions:
Have I been blind during the entirety of this presidential campaign or
Is my think tank reeling with disbelief in the same way that proved true of
Socrates while he'd implored his peers to know themselves?
And along those lines, this must be how Jesus felt when he said—
Forgive them for they know not what they do?
Blind or not, my think tank has stalled at this crossroads where
Millions of voters delivered us into the hands of The Donald, where
My voice, having no clue as to what to expect of these next four years
Has been rendered utterly speechless, other than to repeat:
What just happened?  I feel dizzy.
Stop the world, I want to get off!

1414B ELECTION DAY HAS DAWNED, TIME TO STAND UP, BE COUNTED AND TURN OUR FACES TOWARD THE SUN

Question
How often will intuitive thought guide me to write of this deeper truth?
When people get limbic their thought processors are knocked out of commission ...

Answer
As often as necessary until that scientific fact has been
Absorbed, throughout the world, into more brains than not.

Please
See thought-provoking insights, concerning
Today's presidential election, added to post 1414A

And let's hope for the best while watching
Electoral votes turn red or blue ...

1414A YOUR VOTE IS YOUR VOICE, SO PLEASE MAKE YOUR UNMET NEEDS KNOWN AT THE POLLS, TOMORROW, TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 8, 2016

If asked to express one good thing that this down and dirty presidential election has exposed I'd reply:  This election has fully disclosed so much that the voting populous has known to be true, concerning the interwoven underbelly of corporate greed and political corruption, both of which have caused so much privation to so many as to have elevated levels of frustration to grow so pervasive throughout our nation, as to have seen attitudes darken in dire need of change so as to have embittered the brains of countless voters, who, having felt utterly powerless to effect change for the better, suggests why so many can think of nothing more than need to topple the political powers that have remained deaf to any voice other than the deep pockets of big business to the point of empowering one candidate to boast:  I could shoot someone on the street, and they'd still vote for me.  And here's why his assessment rings true:  Inevitably, unresolved frustration cooks up a crazy mess of emotional stew, boiling in pots and kettles, which have felt so black and blue, overlong, as to believe that leadership is blind to need to piece this bigger picture, together:  The partnership between big government and big business has ignored depths of growing privation, endured by the voting populous for so many decades, as to have undermined the original strengths of our nation's crumbling foundation.

On the other hand, rather than believing that Donald, the real estate Demi-God, has been espousing a movement to create change for the better, I, along with many others have felt aghast to see how readily a rabble rousing egomaniac can ignite an angry crowd into morphing into mob mentality, where impassioned frustrations have grown so inflamed as to set fire, not only to the well-being of our nation's immediate future but to their children's future, as well—why?  Because, tis scientifically proven that once the limbic portion of our brains grab control over our thought processors ability to reason, logically, our conscious minds remain deaf and blind to every hypocritical word we hear, and here is why that's as classically true, today, as was true in Germany during the late 1930's:  Logical thought is diametrically opposed to limbic 'reactionism'.  And not until we've absorbed that scientific fact will the moral majority come to understand the predatory nature of the political animal and the self-serving greed, associated with big business, as well.

Want to know why The Donald believes the election is rigged against him?  Projection.  This man  has risen to join the One Percent, by systematically rigging every step he's taken, during the up and down nature of  his meteoric rise to the top by infamously stiffing workers of their rightful compensation with utter disregard for compassion.  Last week while in the midwest, Will and I met several of our dearest friends for dinner, and while discussing the election, on Sunday before voting on Tuesday, Trump's candidacy arose in conversation, one friend, an architect, spoke of the fact that his firm, which had designed Chicago's Trump Tower, was stiffed.

The Donald did not need to stoke this fire into which the blind have been leading the blind, for this reason:  The frustration of the plurality has been stoked by non responsive leadership for decades, so all Trump had to do was fan the flames.

Time to wake up, folks, to this sad fact of life—our nation's downhill spiral (which cleared the path for Trump's power play at winning King of the Mountain) has spanned more than fifty years, compelling me to ask:  When will the egocentric portion of the human brain absorb the fact that there's no free lunch to be had???  Most likely, never.  Which is why you've watched my intuition work at conscientiously self-empowering my thought processor to gain and maintain control over the egocentric portion of my brain, in post after post, day after day, year in and year out.

Hopefully, tomorrow we'll see a majority of voters, who be silent no more (most especially those who've been labeled undereducated, economically disenfranchised and socially disadvantaged), lining up to exercise their constitutional right to express the depths of their anger, concerning basic needs ignored and unmet, by choosing to vote for the presidential candidate, who, though certainly imperfect, has actively demonstrated respect for men and women and children of all colors, origins, ages, religions and political ideologies, so that Americans (as well as countless nations throughout the free world), can stop holding our breathes as we put this down and dirty, outrageously immature campaign for the presidency of The United States to bed, at last!

As to members of congress who fear losing their seats ... I hope their fears are not unfounded, because unseating so many egos, whose megalomaniac tendencies rival Trump's, have served their own interests rather than remaining attentive to the well being of our nation, as a whole.  So if those politicians receive their just desserts at the polls then they'll know better than we, which of their guilty consciences prove well deserved.

Ever wonder how many little guys would not be in prison had the silent majority risen up sooner rather than allowing leadership to offer 'the one percenters' free rein to mow down the middle class in their haste to run away with more cash than Midas could ever hope to spend on luxuries that boggle the frustrated minds of hard working folk who work two jobs, day and night, to feed their kids, while their daily struggle to make ends meet never ends?  Seriously, Les Miserable is a classic for sound reason, n'est ce pas?  Boggles my mind to note that these 'little guys', who believe The Donald cares a fig about them, seem blind to the fact that this particular 'one percenter', who was born with a golden-boy spoon in his mouth, has been stiffing 'little guys' throughout his entire career ...

And now, having made sound use of my assertive voice, thus releasing  my frustration, concerning big government and big business and big blindness, I'd like to express my hope that change for the better will be determined in voting booths across our great nation, tomorrow, so that the positive outcome of this grueling election will offer the-no-longer-silent-majority the first of countless opportunities to express suppressed fury concerning what's past by marking their ballots for the presidential candidate who has worked to better the lives of children, thus ensuring that we each do his and her part, to work together, carving out true change for the better in the years that lie ahead, knowing that our children are our future—and last but not least—I'll pull this most current stream of consciousness into today's rest station by expressing this thought:  I, who grew up watching westerns on the silver screen and TV, whereby law abiding townsfolk concurred with my belief that, in the end, justice will prevail, suggestive of my hope that the sun will shine brightly over our nation come Wednesday morning, which being only a day after tomorrow's election, can't dawn soon enough for me!  And on that note, that's all my positively focused attitude cares to send through cyberspace, today.

1413 ONCE AND FOR ALL!

Still haven't penned a new stream of consciousness for sound reason
Upon reviewing and strengthening yesterday's train of thought (by
Injecting additional insights into post 1412), intuition
Continues to insist that I wrap my mind around my need to
Empower the self assertive portion of my voice to say
Whatever I truly feel, at my core, in such a naturally relaxed
Heart healthy manner of speaking as to ensure that, while
Visiting family in the Midwest, my brain does not feel
So subconsciously stressed as to threaten my sense of
Personal safety, spurring my survival instinct to spiral
My think tank into such an unexpected tailspin as to
Cause my heart to malfunction, landing me in
Intensive care, and BTW, while this intuitive stream of
Consciousness guides my think tank to pen today's
Train of thought, thus ensuring that the good health of
My mind, body and spirit is not hijacked by any undeserved
Attack (past, present or future) on my best character traits
Let's pay mind to this next fact, as well:  Over these past few days
You've been watching my think tank's single-minded resolve
Working to wash all sense of inner conflict (based in
Unresolved childhood insecurity) out of my hair in favor of
Wholly embracing today's self respecting attitude, concerning
The on-going development of my intuitive powers, which
Offer my conscious awareness reason to tunnel subconsciously until
Successive strings of emergent insight piece together
The most puzzling aspects of my life, creating bigger
Pictures that guide the creative center of my mind to
Conceive of one highly personal change for the better after another until
My shattered self image feels wholly healed, once and for all

And now, having shone today's spotlight of insight onto my need
To listen up every time my intuitive voice reminds me to sneeze
All sense of inner conflict (based in unresolved childhood issues, which
Had undermined my self worth) straight out of my head
That's a wrap till next we meet - oh wait- except for one reminder:
Repetition is not redundant when a penetrating sense of mindful
Retention, concerning deepening self respect, proves my personal goal

1412 MINDFULLY TRACKING CHANGE FOR THE BETTER

Haven't penned a new train of thought for this reason:
Intuition keeps wrapping my mind around insights in
Need of deeper absorption so as to free my voice to say
What I think in such a naturally relaxed
Self respecting. heart healthy manner as to ensure rhat
While visiting family in the Midwest my brain does not
Revert back to feeling so subconsciously stressed as to
Threaten my innermost sense of personal safety so deeply
As to see me revisiting intensive care ...
And while I'm penning thoughts, concerning ensuring
That the good health of mind, body and spirit is not
Hijacked by an unexpected attack on my character
You are watching my think tank's determination
Working to consciously fortify my resolve to move past
A lifetime of inner conflict toward wholly embracing
A self respecting attitude, concerning my ability to
Create this change for the better, once and for all
And now, having shone the spotlight of insight onto
My need to listen up each time my intuitive voice
Reminds me to sneeze all sense of inner conflict
Right out of my head until absorption of deeper truth is
Clearly and thoroughly mine. that's a wrap for today

1411 UNIVERSALLY, A SUBCONSCIOUS WAR OF WILLS STIMULATES OUR SURVIVAL INSTINCT'S INNATE NEED TO DOMINATE ANY MIND AND SPIRIT THAT OPPOSES OUR OWN INTO SUBMISSION UNLESS BOTH SIDES CONSCIOUSLY CHOOSE TO HONOR AND RESPECT EACH OTHER'S UNIQUELY EXISTENTIAL INDEPENDENCE OF THOUGHT AND ACTION

My mother had no more conscious clue of this rule of thumb, which sustained the stability of our relationship until my father's death, than had I:  In the aftermath of Janet's death, my mother came to expect the same sweet natured smile of submission from me as that which she'd grown accustomed to gifting her mother, conveying a devoted child's unspoken 'vow' of bowing in reverential respect to the reigning powers of a beloved parent's higher authority.

Oy.  The inherent problem with that unconscious vow is this:
Emotionally well balanced children grow up to be adults, whose
Good health depends upon fortifying mind and spirit with
Self respecting self esteem, which, for sound reason, grows
Ever more uniquely and independently self confident and
Thus, less submissive to parental domination, as we age.

Presently, with the clarity of hindsight in plain sight, I can see why
My mother did not have so much as a conscious clue of today's
Primary insight, which has become crystal clear to me:
Whereas my mother's mother (who'd lived with us) had been
Overtly aggressive (even rageful) on the rare occasions when her
Only daughter had mustered the courage to speak her mind aloud
My warm hearted mother had unknowingly resorted to
Passive aggressive words and actions on those rare occasions when
She was unable to bend my will to match her own until I'd felt guilted
With such subtlety as to have ignited my subconscious fear of her frown

In the aftermath of our family's double tragedy (Grandpa and Janet)
My spirit's sweet smile of submission had not sustained only
My relationship with my mother for this reason:  My spirit's
Stunted need to grow ever more independent in thought and action had
Unknowingly bowed submissively to my father's will, as well, so
There's no question concerning which lifelong pattern of
Subconscious emotional baggage I'd glibly, naively and complacently
Stuffed into our bedroom closet after vowing
Before family, friends and clergy, to commit my life to
Loving, honoring and respectfully obeying Will's every wish as my
Command without ever thinking to ask why my brand new husband
Had been culturally groomed to cherish his bride but obey only himself

When, during the sixties, The Pill offered young, single women
Reason to radically change the name of the game from
Mindless Self-abasing Respect For Men to Man-Bashing before
Transitioning toward a more rational sense of consciousness raising
Concerning societal need of men and women to favor
A Mindful (Mutually Advantageous) Sense of Self Awareness in
Hopes that by switching tracks away from this war of wills in favor of
Embracing a mutually respectful sense of peaceful co-existence
Both sides would benefit, immeasurably, is there any question as to
Why I, decades later, pulled my head out of the sand and began to
Pen a blog in which posts repeatedly reference:
The calm before each storm ...
''Tis darkest before each insight-driven dawn ...
With change for the better, the sun will come out tomorrow ...
I mean, retrospectively, the evolutionary nature of my having
Blended my personal and professional lives makes perfect sense

In short, while The Women's Liberation Movement was toppling
Every traditional aspect of society's hierarchy, concerning
Complacency's acceptance of each person's 'proper' place on
The food chain, I was making my way through my twenties with
A bag over my head, and that fact proved most especially true
During the initial bra burning stages of the sexual revolution, at
Which time I'd had no conscious clue of how many
Untidy layers of subconsciously repressed anger had been
Stuffed behind my acquiescent persona's wall of denial

Seriously, so blindly had I grown accustomed to society's instruction to
Muzzle and short leash my spirit's existential need to think for myself
That thoughts of liberating my voice of self-expression as freely as
Men and women had offered a piece of their minds to me had never
Entered my conscious awareness ... in fact, all sense of
My fury at anyone who'd bullied me into submission had been
So completely repressed as to have numbed my inner need
To speak my mind to this extent:  I could not feel the layers of
Anger, stacking up, subconsciously, had I'd tried, and if you ask how
I know this to be true, I'd reply:  My therapist and I have been working
Toward releasing my basic instinct to freely express
Each layer of severely repressed anger for years.

When, at first, my power of intuition awakened me to take iPad
In hand and begin penning today's post at five AM, I'd not an iota of
A conscious clue as to why one word was leading to the next until
Today's train of thought served to brighten my present state of
Awareness by shining insight's spotlight over not one but
Two primary reasons, which had caused me to blindly adhere to
The path where my innate need to develop my voice had remained
Submissively repressed after family tragedy and societal pressures
Had woven so tightly together that intuitive thought had need to
Hunker down for quite a while before my think tank could
Clearly differentiate between Reason #1 and Reason #2, thus
Affording my conscious awareness time to process and absorb
Each succeeding line of reasoning, separately, before
I fly to the Midwest where, over my lifetime
My birth family's on-going clash of wills had
Rendered my thought processor so deeply conflicted as to have
Stressed my think tank to such an extent as to have, eventually
Overtaxed my heart, which, as you may remember, had reason to
Experience cardiac distress when I'd spent time in
My home town, last year, and the fact that I'll soon
Return to that negatively focused scene suggests why
You and I are presently witnessing my emotionally matured
Self respecting power of intuition cautioning my conscious
Sense of awareness to remain alert to my existential need to
Maintain a deepening sense of inner balance between
Emotion and logic in order to sustain today's elevated level of
Good health, which I've been working, steadily, to absorb into
The epicenter of my core, and with thoughts of reminding
My personal strengths to line up, attentively, at the forefront of
My conscious mind, perhaps (as proved true of the CUBBIES)
I'll listen more intently than had ever been possible to specific
Parent tapes that direct the sum of my strengths to
Dance in tune to the music of my very own drummer in hopes of
Inspiring my thought processor to master Rocky's positive
Attitude of mental self control, for this reason:
Each time my spirit feels challenged to demurely submit to
The will of an alpha personality, as had proved true in the past
The stabilizing factor of my heart functions will be able to
Rely upon my existential strengths, which reflect today's
Rebalanced, relaxed level of self-respecting, self confident
Mindfulness rather than spiraling back to racing round
Yesteryear's subconsciously fearful track to
The riotous, disharmonic, life threatening tune of Takotasubo

Hmmm ... guess it's safe to say that, over these past several years of
Mindful reflection, I have learned a thing or two from the champ, after all!
Woo Hoo!  So, what'ja think of those CUBBIES will to persevere, last night!
Gotta admire their determination, skill and tenacious, never give up attitude
Right?  RIGHT!

1410 BUY ME SOME PEANUTS AND CRACKER JACKS!

On one hand, I feel need to say this:
Anyone aspiring to leadership of
The USA while espousing that
Locker room talk is attuned to
Bragging on grabbing at women
Is seriously in need of being ejected from
The ball park by the electorate, next week
On the other hand, can you guess which
Locker room teammates elected to tune into
The theme song from Rocky, this week?
GO CUBBIES!