Polar Bear Milk

Cuddly wuddly little Polar Bear babies. Baby polar bears! So cute. So round. So happy. So big. So rugged. They follow Mommy polar bear around and stay alive and play in the sub zero. So cuddly happy. If my facts are correct, I believe they are the only bears that do not hibernate during the Winter. They make fun all year round. Makes sense in some way because it's pretty much "winter" all the time up there. Like Christmas every fckn day! Btw, I wonder if there are bears in Antartica? Polar sounds exclusively North doesn't it? Anyway, they're cuddly fun and they won't have it any other way!

Ahh.. polar bear milk... for the soul. Sounds cute. Sounds contrived too though hey? What is it? It's Philosophy silly. We have sub zero environments too but it's not weather that we (humans, specifically, thinking humans) must endure but the sub zeros inside our four walls. Changes, winds, rifts, blinding visibility, endurance, etc. Sorrows and disappointments. Well... it's not SO bad. But from time to time, it is and at the very least, we should be thickly insulated even for the possibilties of "sub zero." Dear reader, you know what I mean don't you? Life is beautiful but sometimes it gets alittle chilly. Stupidly willy nilly, no? That's the time when we have to hit the bottle and suckle on zee polar bear milk... philosophy.

Dear reader (btw, I'm mimicing Mr. Cervantes (i.e. Don Quixote's) literary device for those not yet well read nor initiated to literature with this 'dear reader' thing), just like mommie polar bears' milk, philosophy fortifies you and fattens you up to battle the sub zero. Philosophy is especially important for inhabitants of Metropolises around the world. I remember the bitingly funny quote from Crocodile Dundee, "8 million people in Manhattan?! It must be the friendliest city in the world!" Ha. Well, it is and it is not. But more on Manhattan where I prostitute myself later :).

So what's in this metaphoric polar bear milk (for the soul) that fattens one up for Metropolis living where we can play and thrive in sub zero? First of all, I think that living in sub zero is kindda cool. So many other cool polar bears to hang with (#s wise not %wise) albeit there are a lot skunks here too. Smelly, I don't want to see skunk Skunks. And, cool igloos too, like the Cafe Carlyle, Ciprianis Soho, King Cole Bar at the St. Regis, on and on.

Ingredients: 1) Detached involvement (an oxymoron, yes?)-- be involved in your feelings and actions but detach and don't get dragged down when things go wrong. Hey, know that you've done your best but you can't control the whole damn thing, like the weather.. prepare only for how you interpret it. For fck sake! :); 2) Travel light-- "Master, I am sorry to tell you that all of your possesssions have been lost at sea. There was a violent storm and the ships carrying all of your possessions sank and are now lost." Response: "I see. So the gods have granted me to be a less encumbered philosopher." -- Zeno. You are not your possessions but WHO you are-- VK; 3) Set yourself to high standards. "Master, delight, for your worst critic has just past away!" Yogananda Pharamansa: "Shush! for my best critic, my mirror, is no longer." Embrace improvements that makes you a better you... and give the finger to those who criticize for their own pride; 4) Be around Beauty. "Beauty is the only memory of the divine." -- Barcelona, movie. Without beauty. life shrinks, becomes small and uglish; and, 5) Don't put all of your eggs in one basket-- "What delight it is to be like a Sherlock Holmes where one can stumble across a coin on a street and be able to deduce where, how, whom from it got there. Blessed are those who have cultivated every interest and can find everything interesting, even a coin on the sidewalk." -- Bertrand Russell, The Conquest of Happiness. You should have many baskets and some eggs in every basket(s). Again...for fck sake!. Dear reader, heads up. Don't look down when you walk. Look up and see the wonderful city architecture. Observe the embroidery of the metropolis skyline set against the tapestry of the heavens. Men and the gods become one in a snapshot and a breath. Howwl with joy as you walk past the ugly crevice of Starbucks and those cave dwellers digging through their earthly work messages in their Blackberry device. Remain curious and versatile my reader. Remain living, not dying. Style profile.

See again the baby cuddly polar bears? With mommies milk (for us-- philosophy) we can play in the sub zero and grow big. Polar bear milk, make it a part of your daily diet. Philo-sophia (love- of wisdom). Got milk?