I became radical!


Alexander Hamilton on the Series 2004A $10 Fed...

Alexander Hamilton on the Series 2004A $10 Federal Reserve Note, based on an 1805 portrait by John Trumbull (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I can’t recall when I lost my Outer Serenity, why I became a radical…
Maybe it was the first “lie” a boss made me tell just to make a sale.
Well, the Boss didn’t make me, I’ll have to admit, I had bought into the
Game.

Maybe it was the Cascade of Lies that followed chasing
that Almighty Dollar. Maybe there was something wrong with me. I mean,
the Dollar, it is a desirable thing… even its smell (especially the
smell of new money) that somehow wasn’t working on my neuro-receptors
(even though at times I would have fantasies of rolling around ina pile
of $20 bills, don’t ask why $20s, It’s a Jacksonian fixation) but yet…

I noticed that the things I really loved, a sunrise, a bee gathering
honey from clover, a stand of old growth forest, had none of that “new
money smell.”

And for some reason, these things, these li’l
miracles of daily existence had more allure than anything that now foul
odor of money could deliver me.

I began to worry about things
like right or wrong, can we continue on this path and expect to
survive, can we even appreciate the opening of a Daffodil in Spring?

And I became Radical.

When the Sun Comes to December


Lanzarote windmill

Lanzarote windmill (Photo credit: @Doug88888)

 

Spring, mine
has come Late Summer
Rays lengthening like luminous lashes
on a photoshopped Supermodel

and stars
I mean I see them everywhere
they shine even
by Day

were I a Beginner
it would almost seem wonderful
in brief flashes
between dry Heaves

recurrences begin
to replace
Occurrences and I feel like walking out
on this Movie
Sometimes

really I do
but Mother Universe
keeps inventing

compelling characters
you know, the kind that make you wanna stick around
and see when and how their story ends
if You don’t exit before them

and then controversies
Buddha said “withdraw”
It is Illusion, Maya

but so damn compelling
and you don’t get much press
tilting at Windmills these Days

some battles you win, some you lose
but you know, you stop keeping score after a while
and look out the Observation Deck

and begin to enjoy the Scenery,
its fleeting quality
the evanescence of new and varied Stimuli
that keep you from finally pulling that Trigger

and give you the Patience to wait for
when the Sun comes to December

 

Rejuvenate. Regenerate. Reconstitute. Reconstruct.


Sacred hindu syllable Aum (Om) in Devanagari s...

Sacred hindu syllable Aum (Om) in Devanagari script. SVG version of Image:Aum.png. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

 

Rejuvenate. Regenerate. Reconstitute. Reconstruct.

This has been my mantra, a mantra that took me a long time to develop.

I found the right combination of commands, resonance and order to

direct my Central Being toward Rest and staying in the now. Repeat

these words in your head, in that exact order and see if it works as

well for you as it has for me. Don’t worry if you mess up when you

drift into the mantra. If you catch the words out of order, simply

return to the prescribed order and drift off into transcendence. Best

done at or just before bedtime but can work throughout the day.

 

Should we just “kill” the Rich and Powerful?


United (States) Parcel Service.

United (States) Parcel Service. (Photo credit: matt.hintsa)

 


How angry am I at the government. Well talking to folks in my home town, I’d say maybe just a li’l above average. But then I am also inflamed by my passion to write about it.

Would I blow up a bus stop? Nah, I got friends use the bus but I’d blow up your inflated sense of ego that believes it knows better how people should run their lives than they do themselves.

I’d blow up your monuments to your lies with bouquets of pure horseshit, which you have been feeding the American public for way too long.

Why are you afraid of coming clean? Are you afraid that revealing how you have been systematically been exploiting the average citizen in this country make you afraid? For your money? For your status? For your lives?

Well, I can’t really blame you on that account, although I believe the average human in this country has a greater capacity to forgive than you yourselves have demonstrated by your actions.

 

A New Earth Paradigm?


The Earth seen from Apollo 17.

The Earth seen from Apollo 17. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

OK, it’s like this. I’m less than enamored with this experience called
“Reality on Earth” and you know, there are a shitload of more
enlightened planets even in this tiny sector of the Galaxy I could be
frittering away an incarnation on. But it seems, I am here to teach
what I have learned and also learn some lessons of my own before I get
an Incarnation Upgrade.

First off, if you’ve ever been to a “civilized” planet, you’ll find a
variety of cultures in various stages of social evolution. Smartphone
toting teens don’t necessarily expect jungle inhabitants to adopt
their habits nor do they wring their hands at the prospect of Human
Rights not being evenly applied across their planet.

They understand that divergent societies may be in a different state
of social evolution and accept that what occurs there may not comport
with their “local” sensibilities.

This is why a planet like Earth, where imperialistic powers try to
impose their Will and Morality on other sectors of the population, no
matter how advanced they believe their Philosophy is, are in an
Incubation State in the Galactic Community. Earth will not realize its
dreams of planetary conquest until the Ruling Population realizes that
any successful anthropological paradigm is valid throughout the rest
of the Galaxy.

 

Oh but it is


Residence of P.T. Barnum, by David W. Wilson

Residence of P.T. Barnum, by David W. Wilson (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

 

 

if it were that easy —
Oh but it is

do you need a set of instructions?

If you think TV is there to inform you
<wrong answer>
Correct Answer: TV is there to distract you
and divert you from the Truth

you trust a talking head
but argue “issues”
with those you shared a classroom with
and maybe even your Mom
but the Tube said it were so
(depending on what flavor you’re addicted to)
so it must be True

Fuck experience!
your senses may lie to you
(especially if you took as much acid as I did in ’94)
but the TV never ever never ever lies
It’s rods and cones, they comfort me
and leadeth me by still waters purified by Calgon

P.T. Barnum was an optimist
a sucker ain’t born every minute
a sucker is born with every click of the remote

Distraction
Diversion
Deception
Misdirection

if that’s yer bag, dude, who am I to call you on it?
i mean an Ostrich might find treasure sticking its head in the Sand

but you know me,
well perhaps not,
I don’t buy from Infomercials
the costs of living with myself are far too high

and I’d rather believe the Rumors I make up
than any spread on a Useless Tube

 

fluff


(fluff)friends

(fluff)friends (Photo credit: secondyip)

Fluff

<fluff>
is it <fluff> that you desire?
<fluff> that will help you ignore?
forget?

i’m sorry
turn off my Non Sense then
if thou willt
i do not talk in
and if my words aren’t minced
to your particular narcissistic brand of satisfaction

you know what?
i’m prepared to live with that
prepared to live
without <fluff>

RISE!


Image from the Book of Kells, a 1200 year old ...

Image from the Book of Kells, a 1200 year old book. Category:Illuminated manuscript images (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

 

RISE!

your chains
have been forged in complacency and distraction

don’t believe
what comes of the Tube
packaged by your friendly “neighborhood” multinational

you’re better off reading the Bible
and thumping it soundly
than feeding off the pap of TV

but there are many Voices,
many speaking of the Times,

and it may cause you discomfort
it may challenge your beliefs

but YOU will AWAKEN from the Dream —
more a Nightmare of self-Destruction
and Realize

what beliefs You decide to hold
should mold your Future

and not some pre-packaged, vaccinated, fluoridated, validated
presupposition of Existence

YOU are organisms
and subject to the Rhythms of this Sphere, Earth
and your Instinct, Spirit knows

this is a Grand Con

 

Doork Knobs: Gateway to the Matrix?


See Image:Gold doorknob.jpg

See Image:Gold doorknob.jpg (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Since Cody broke off the laser eye on the Level 4 Matrix Replacement
Board Control Panel, things were going wonky in my Matrix. I told
Cody, ya gotta fix that thing cause things are gettin’ weird for me.

He said he couldn’t find the laser eye in his SUV and I told him I
thought I had one in the “Minivan of Subterfuge (MoS)”.

I went to search the MoS and before I could locate another laser eye,
I found an old doorknob from at least the ’40s or ’50s. Perfect! I
came back with the doorknob and showed it to Cody.

He asked, “Can I drill some holes in the Matrix Panel to mount this?”

I said, “I don’t know, I usually only drill one hole in a Matrix
Panel, but it may just work.”

I went back to drinking my beer with the #DingoBabies Dingo Babies and
5 minutes later, Cody returned with a perfectly mounted door knob
where the laser eye had been. It felt so retro, and we initiated
ourselves and the #DingoBabies into the new Level 4. It was quite a
night.

Matrix Note:  We who have brought you the matrix have also brought you
many clues into how to navigate it to your satisfaction.  Do not
complain if you get caught into “paradigms” that cause you discomfort.

Those have been of your own choosing.

You can’t relax…


Paul Walsh at Etribes Mashup

Paul Walsh at Etribes Mashup (Photo credit: Route79)

 

 

 

But you can’t “relax” because, although I can’t confirm this, I believe
Paul & Steve are trying to conquer the world from Mantucky, Ohio
Steve plays it cool, he’s the money behindthis operation. But Paul,
he’s a Partisan, he wants to storm the castles of Starbucks’ Headquarters
and make them his bitch.

One of Paul’s high school classmates was visiting the coffee shop the
other day, I believe his name was Mike, Mike, yeah and we were
discussing how Mahoney came to be employed at the cafe. Paul had
asked Mahoney where he saw himself in a few years if he was still
with Paul’s company (I know total corporate interview strategy from
a college professor) and Mahoney replied:

“I don’t know, I figure I’ll make myself some money and buy some beer.
And if that works out, ‘ll do it again in a couple years.”

I don’t know if these were Mahoney’s exact words, as they were filtered
through Paul and me… but that was the intimation.

Paul hired Mahoney.

What exactly is Paul’s strategy and just how much money does Steve have
stashed to try out Paul’s li’l experiment. Hire Mahoney? No vision of the future
or his impending doom? Just living in the moment and slingin’ coffee and
stories like no other barrista I have seen. Starbucks’ has nothing on Relax.

I really believe Paul’s ultimate plan is to clone Mahoney and install a
clone (at a fee) at every location he opens across the Solar System.

 

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