Tuesday, July 3, 2007

My M'orulz

Half-Crazy Wild Women
Originally uploaded by lorenzodom

(original photo)

My M'orulz

Lately, one of my greatest concerns has been a penchant for associating with people that are, well, half-crazy—wild women mostly: girls that wear short apple-green skirts, gals who dance with fire and forget what tongue to speak in after we’ve made mad-sweaty love, maidens who like to smoke and get giddy (all the time), and dames who don’t give a f*ck, but who like to (a lot) all the same. It’s problematic because I fret that this, their, our, my reckless approach to life—could lead to trouble.

"My fault, my failure, is not in the passions I have, but in my lack of control of them."
Jack Kerouac

Admittedly, it’s hard to quit though, it’s exciting to be on the edge, to disregard all that were “supposed to do,” especially since I often feel ineffably fulfilled and so frickin’ happy as a result of all our doing of them don’ts. Yet, once again, it’s the looming (prospective) repercussions of our behavior that worry me.

However, having to retreat into a saner, safer, more innocuous place—worries me more.

morals (m'orulz):
1. The lessons or principles contained in or taught by a fable, a story, or an event.
2. Concisely expressed precepts or general truths; maxims.
3. Rules or habits of conduct, especially of sexual conduct, with reference to standards of right and wrong.
4. Motivation based on ideas of right and wrong

Sometimes these associations, and the subsequent actions in particular, make me worry that I don’t have enough, if any, morals.

Thankfully, I realized that is far from true.

I do have principles and rules to live by, ones which I make an extraordinary effort to follow. Granted, they may not be everyone else’s normal code of ethics—but they are my morals nonetheless. And ultimately, I feel that they contribute to making this world a better place.

Hence, I would like to share them with you.

·Be flexible. I believe everything is relative, there is no black and white, most of it is gray—by being flexible, we are often more tolerant, more patient and understanding than most.
·Don’t get angry, don’t get even. I don’t believe in vengeance, I don’t believe in negative, malicious emotion or action in general It is often a waste of time and resolves nothing whatsoever, and can be a frustrating impediment to progress, harmony and happiness.
· Love everybody, love everyone (or at least, try). I’ve long been an advocate of Agape, the unconditional love of people. Albeit, in the cruel and uncaring city I live in this value is often thwarted on a daily basis, I believe it is crucial to make the effort nonetheless (and allthemore).
·Appreciate life, appreciate others. Be thankful, don’t take anything or anyone or any small act for granted. When friends acquiesce to spending time with me, when my five year old says “thank you,” when I wake up well-rested and ready-to-write—I often say “thank you” to them, to myself, to life, because I sincerely appreciate all that I have.
·Be happy, make others happy. In other words, smile and laugh often. Don’t be afraid to laugh at yourself and at your circumstances. Nothing is ever really as bad as it seems.
·Be with others. I find that this increasingly hard for others who are distracted by their cell phones, iPhones, iPods, PDAs, crackberries, and watches even—none of which I own. I think it is vital to pay complete attention to those that you are with. Make an effort to eliminate distractions, realize that time with others is precious and fleeting. You may never have the opportunity to be with them, to play with them, to love them, again.
·Smile, cry, laugh, dance, feel—do all those things that men aren’t necessarily supposed to do, but that ultimately make you real, for being human is more important than befitting any inane stereotype.
·Be true to yourself. Don’t be afraid to express who you truly are and who you really want to be. This may be the hardest principle of them all to abide by.

Other Tales of Drinkin’, Depravity & Debauchery:

A Touch of Evil

In the Blink of An Eye

This Diurnal Yearning

Three, Things I Like

Brain-Picking, Mind-Blowing and Just Getting Drunk
(Hanging with Hizoner at Gracie Mansion or
“A Married Woman and A Thousand Gay Men”)

Half-Crazy Wild Women

Being The More Richly Endowed, More Varied Man

Love, Lust and Other Things

The Lush Life

Having A Drink

Living The Lush Life

Vanity Fare
(Series of drunk self portraits taken after a black tie dinner)


(R&O thank you for the inspiration and for tolerating my recent spat of words upon your stream...)


Rose, Olive & Me

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