JJFBbennett

Our deepest mistakes Ourselves that slipped away The us we don't understand That part that is irretrievable This part that no longer responds Self-loss cannibalizing self-present Seemingly at loss in how to ever re-emerge

No one finds it easy In silence In drowning In loneliness This is where I am found With my deepest want With my deepest need With my deepest question As always my celebratory stars die As leaders come and disappear As communities reshape In dark and gloom I want to dive in

Beautiful requires you to ponder Beautiful is controversial Beautiful as described for you Your understanding of beautiful Not as you necessarily know it But how you are trained by others A collective synthesis Connected by awe and entertainment Rooted firmly into rigid definitions and mathematical law Stamped by credible institutions And it comes to this Artist acting as error-inducing and error-correcting agents Investigating the interest in ourselves Investigating the recording mechanism Then the re-run of practice until what was unknown is acceptable

The timing is now Despite all of the logistical and rational deductions And all key pointers indicate a self-inflicted loss The symbolic conditions are now in your favor The optimum want has arrived So lock down and focus on your target's collective mind Step one patriot: Engage your synthetic substitute Step two family: Drive past the initial horrors through sense and memories of belonging Step three self: look after yourself, self as the primeval one -  do whatever it takes Inflict psychological defeat Enforce morale collapse Make it look like there is no sensible alternative Make sure you look smart, alert and resourceful It is not your role to speak the truth Your role is to evoke controversy Ply until your enemy becomes feeble-minded Corrupt the traditional platform Until there is no idea Until the best is last Until what is now seen is lost Until all is enlightenment is a conspiracy Make achievement less than credible The future is quartered by di...

Head on Locked into a decollation of vision Somewhere between dystopia and utopia Of daunting scale and empowered ownership For the futures of all inhabitants Especially for those who are unable to prophetize Through compassion and in hatred, paths are layed Through rhetoric and within reality gaps, plans are devised Crossroads are manufactured to include outputs of macabre scenarios And these vivid horrors repetitively weave throughout our histories Nothingness as sacred, nothingness as incidental Our fabricated artilleries are lavished with discord Of senseless killing and normalized clarification These roadkills are cleansed though legitimate action And our carnage is visualised through predictable datasets Grieve is pushed aside Knowing that the odds against are in favour Contained within the numbers That is digestible To those in pain, those who ignore and those who can exploit

The grind whispers to me You are strong and of mind The time you have is now Step outside and see https://goo.gl/maps/VMuWs9zBuQ72

Portrait of John Bennett in Myanmar Created by JJFBbennett Digital Photo - GIMP and Inkscape The true value of this portrait is my intent to capture identity in a transient sense. The truth of being in place and time,  meaning, and understanding. Standing in the hot sun of Mandalay with my black hat on Dressed in my safe tourist attire  A visitor of respect  Not of threat nor of contempt Far away from the colonial lies written by Kipling This is how I stood 66th St, Mandalay, Myanmar Where centuries of knowledge had passed by Where centuries of knowledge will pass by Where in this time I was humbled by an opportunity to stand still and be silent. My short admiration seeing and being in Mandalay