All Presidents Lie

So President GW Bush lied, Big Deal, all Presidents lie.
It is what they do best.
Is this a whopper, I say which one are you referring to?
Weapons of mass destruction?
War on Terror?
Declare victory and then kill 5000 more US troops trying to secure Iraq?
Passing a bill into law and then not paying any attention to it?
Did President Clinton lie too, you betcha, they all do.
Letting China have our arms secrets?
Getting elected with Chinese dollars?
Oral sex is not sex?
Giving IBM patents to China?
Having China create a fake surplus?
Did President GH Bush lie, you betcha, they all do.
Going after Sadaam when you helped finance him in the first place?
Getting paid by Kuwait for doing something you want to do anyway?
Skull and crossbones worship?
New World Order?
Did President Reagan lie, you betcha, they all do.
Iran Contra?
Crashing the real estate market?
Winning the Cold War?
Did President Carter lie, you betcha, they all do.
Peace Treaty in Iran?
Shutting down all nuclear power in the USA?
Did President Ford lie, you betcha, they all do.
Pardon the president?
Did President Nixon lie, they all do.
Watergate?
Did President Johnson lie, you betcha, they all do.
Great Society?
Did President Kennedy lie, you betcha, they all do.
Marilyn Monroe?
Bay of Pigs?

Are we any better off?

After hundreds of millennia, I mean. Do our demons still shape us as in the past?
This psychological adolescence is a long one to be true. We take one step forward only to take 3 steps back, falling into old very predictable traps.

We seem to be more tolerant of other species than we were before and less tolerant of our own. We go to war for just as ridiculous reasons as we did before and we ravage each other with utter delight. The same people who give their wealth for supposedly good causes control us beyond belief. Our everyday lives are more violent than ever. We seem to love our comic book movies just as much as our horror movies. Is that because we love to be scared just as much as we love to kill each other? What ever seems to get the adrenalin going works for us, I guess. Our love of soap operas has now become main stream as we look at TV more than ever before. Our kids are fatter than they have ever been because they play video games all the time for some release, that is, a violent release. We have now spoiled our kids so much that they don’t want to get physical at all, except to beat on other kids.

We seem to worry more about global warming than killing thousands of Muslims around the world. We recycle plastic but can’t seem to get off the oil for energy loop that pollutes the world.

The prices of everything in America are rising rapidly except for what Wal-Mart sells. The China wakeup call is everywhere, but we don’t seem to get the picture. We just use our credit cards more and more. We don’t want to do physical work anymore, but we complain about the only people willing to do it, Mexicans.

We save the whales and polar bears, but sue our neighbors at the drop of a hat. We do much worse to anyone who is of a different religion or tribe.

We have politicians that write laws of 400 pages or more and read only a one page synopsis of them and then vote on them. Can anyone but a lawyer understand our system of laws and have we asked ourselves lately how many lawyers have our interests at heart.

We have a pill for everything today and every symptom invites us to name a new syndrome after it. We are so interested in the instant cure that we fail to see the long term consequences of our actions and I am not talking about global warming.

40% of the world’s population lives in India & China and they are changing the world to suit themselves, not us.

We are the only world power left to run amuck saving the world for democracy without even asking if the world wanted to be saved. Maybe the world ought to be saved from us.

Controlled, Ain’t I

We are controlled in so many ways and shaped by the events of our lives.

When I was 8, I was traumatized by my mother for touching the girl next door on her bottom. She quickly forgot the whole deal, but it took me over twenty years to come out of my shell. At 28, I forgave my parents for raising me the way they did (the spoil the child and spare the rod type of raising). From there it took me another 4 years to get up enough courage to be involved with a woman. One year later, we married and are still together today. She controls my every movement and I let her because it’s easier than the alternative, fighting.

It was extremely uncomfortable for me & all those around me as I was growing up because I was very intense and I never developed any interest in sports, beyond swimming, and that stopped just after the Navy when I found I was allergic to Bromine & Chlorine. I have always been single-minded and so anything I take an interest in, I do well in. Then I tried sales and failed miserably at it because I found out that salesmen have to talk a lot about sports. I found I had and continue to have to this day, no interest in what most people are thinking. I find it boring and so I am bored with it and talking about it. I found that no one really wanted to talk about the state of the economy, world, philosophy, or psychology. Now, these are the subjects I get off on. I could quite easily be the president except for one thing, which is the killing part of the job. Alas, I’m not a killer and it seems that all presidents have to be.

While I was growing up I was rich and that continued until I got married and from then I was and am dirt poor. I have become accustomed to it so most days I don’t even think about it. Then came Y2K and the death of the stock market, America, and my finances along with it.

Gullible

Human beings are a gullible race of beings.
We seem to follow anyone who is determined to win and can come off as a likeable fellow.
We have our religions that don’t make us believe in ourselves.
Our religions are all about conquering the world to save the world from other pagan religions just like ours.
In elementary school, we all learned about bullies and what to do about them.
Call their bluff and they will back down.
The only problem with calling someone’s bluff is that you might get killed in the process.
If you believe in something strong enough to die for it, that’s okay for you, but if you make me believe in your idea and then I have to die for it that makes me gullible and stupid to the point of absolute absurdity.
There is a quality of life that must be addressed here on earth for sure, but if you never really question your beliefs then who are you to proclaim death before honor or some such nonsense.
Give me liberty or give me death is the battle cry of an America longing to be free.
Trying to make the world free when they may not want the same things as we do is quite another thing entirely.
It is up each one of us to make our peace with this earth or depart it knowing we tried.
As a self confessed happy person who has made his peace with this earth, I can tell you one thing, which is, live and let live is what all people should be living by.
Pushing my ideas off on others is presuming that I know what is best for everyone concerned. That is taking yourself pretty serious, which is setting yourself and others up for failure.
Why would I want to take on such a burden is beyond me.

What I have Learned

I don’t know much of anything for sure, so why be serious about any of it at all.

Truth is relative to your point of view.

Sex will sooner or later die in a relationship.

Porn will kill a relationship and harm your sex drive.

Snuggle and long walks are a must

Go with the flow.

When you think you know something for sure, you most assuredly don’t.

An expert has stopped learning because his ego won’t let him learn.

The female always controls the relationship.

There is always someone faster or better or trying to be.

If you take yourself seriously, you’ll die early.

When you find what you’re good at, do it a lot and you’ll love it.

Never lie to your spouse, they never forget.

Never lie to yourself because you don’t either.

When you’re just about to give up, give it one more shot.

Man is a social animal.

Men and women deserve one another and this is not a compliment.

Religion kills while faith heals.

Time alone is king.

Reality is how you perceive it.

You are what you eat so don’t be a pig.

Being the best can be an ego thing and is generally not good for your health.

The Truth about Religion

The truth about religion is that is no truth in religion. Take the 911incident where 2 planes drove into the side of the twin world trade towers. There is no truth in that incident either, yet almost everyone around today will fight you to make it true. All it takes is convincing lie and a little naivety on the public’s part for some complete fabrication to become gospel. People are actually going to war over the 911 incident. Think of how many wars were fought over religion and how horrible if the religion that everyone thinks of, as gospel was just a fabrication. Do you ever wonder why 9/11/01 happened on that specific day and not any other? What good would it do to have all 911 calls be emergencies if the world trade towers incident happened on 9/12/01. If it was not just a coincidence then it must have been planned. Both 911 emergency and the world trade towers were conceived in the late 1960’s. Just a little forethought, 30 years of it, and what do you have, a bald face fabrication that becomes a fact. Are we that much superior to the humans around the time of the supposed Christ figure? Can we be duped just as easily? All it takes for magic to happen is distraction. We all saw the towers fall so our mind works to make it believable. How hard would it be to convince someone of a religion based on some one supposedly dying for us to wash away our supposed sins? Would this person, if he existed be named a saint, even deified? We even proposed a date system around him, for Christ’s sake! Pun intended.

The Truth

How many times have you known the truth only to find out that you were not fly aware of all the facts and had to backtrack? I backtrack all the time. I am a seeker of the truth.

I fully recognize that I do not know the truth, except according to Mike and he has been wrong so many times I can’t count them all. When I say I am a seeker, I should say that I love rabbit holes. I am Alice in Wonderland and I love being twisted around like a prize booby. Now don’t think I am stupid because I am quick as lightning when it comes to figuring stuff out only to find that I have been led on a wild goose chase.

One moment I am human in the middle of a powerful new world order, the next I am a hybrid with 50% Draco blood. Then I have my blood drawn in the 4th dimension only to discover my DNA- Soul connection. Next I discover that I am not in the same time frame as I once was, and have become a Clone of myself in a different reality.

All through this, I am still here writing away observing how deep the rabbit hole goes, only to find out that it is not a rabbit hole at all, but rather my odyssey of the mind which carries me to all kinds of highs and lows. I had to lose my ego a long time ago to survive knowing what I think I know of the truth. It is a good thing I love mind games because this life in 3-D is one big mind fuck.

Recently, I found out that the Human/ Hybrid mind was made up of 13 cubed holographic spaces, each possibly containing some version of the truth. By thoroughly understanding one space, one is allowed to jump to the next space, and so on. One can jump more than one space at a time, but there is a risk of not knowing whom, when, or where one is when one does such a thing. I do things that make me in constant jeopardy all the time because of my Soul-DNA test and my ability to have my soul answer questions that I ask, not know the gravity of what I am asking. My assumptions often get in the way of my progress toward the truth. My ego continually gets in the way because I am constantly challenging all these truths that we as people of the earth just took for granted all these millennia.

Back awhile I realized that my questions were too difficult and so I experimented to find that I had gone beyond his mere cover which I call my body. Not I recognize the difference between my body and me. It’s a lot like when John Quincy Adams was asked on his deathbed how he was doing, he replied, “I am dying, but other than that I am fine.”

When somewhat enlightened creatures get to that point in their lives, they have truly accomplished something, that of being able to distinguish between the mundane body and the energy which gives us the spark of life. It usually shows up just before they die, as they have no choice, but to accept the inevitable anyway.

These lessons of life have been happening to me a lot lately. Maybe it’s because I have a lot of time to myself to reflect on the reasons why I am here, or maybe it was just my time to get some real knowledge. I know that no one else can use the knowledge I have or even wants my specific knowledge, probably because it doesn’t belong in their lives. Everyone comes to 3-D on a different path with different things to learn in this lifetime. One thing is for sure; it is too short to mess around going after only material wealth, the perfect diet, or the most beautiful garden.

At age 61 I am old enough to know what I want and start going after it. Only thing is, I wake up each day and wonder what new idea or thing will hit me over the head enough to change my direction. At every stage of my life I knew I had this game figured out only to be dealt a blow in the head, sometimes it took several times going through the same thing over and over for me to see that my course was not set like everyone else’s and the rules that applied to the other people did not apply to me. I knew I was very different a long time ago when I did not fit into the mold like everyone else did. I have always been lost in thought, but now it is ridiculous as to the amount of thought I go into about a seemingly simple process. My analysis-paralysis has been cut way down by my test, but it has not stopped it altogether.

I know what it is like now to be older and the world has passed you by. No one is interested in the slightest in what I have to say, it is enough to get it done and move on. There is no actual learning done today if the man or woman can write down the process of actually doing something and sell it on the net. Pretty soon, within a matter of months, it is common knowledge and you can’t even give it away.

We are all infomaniacs for only what we want to see. Strip it down to the minimum time and feed it to me in my IPOD. If it is more than 2 minutes in length, forget it, because I’m not interested. I am part of the instant generation. Instant food, instant info, instant knowledge, instant learning is a part of what I was taught was good and true to have.

Truth depends on Mood

Your mood determines your reality
If you feel anxious, then your answers to all the questions you ask are colored by your fear of what you are anxious about.
If you feel unsafe, you live in an unsafe world.
If you feel loved, you live in a loving, caring world.
If you wake up on the wrong side of the bed, you are a danger to everyone around you.
If you feel beautiful, then you are.
If you feel sad, you are.
Whatever you see in the world comes back to you 10 fold as if to prove the abundance theory.
If you feel good, then you live in benevolent world.
If you feel angry, then you are a threat to everyone around you.
If you feel sad, then you are a victim.
The world is abundantly yours, whatever you feel it reflects it back at you.
What you see in the world sees you.
If you believe you are rich, then you are already rich, in experiences.
If you like people, they will like you.
If you come onto people, they will come onto you.
You are a magnet for whatever your mood is.

Truth is real for you only.
The answers you seek depend upon the questions you ask and the mood in which you are when you ask them.
The answers you get color your world by limiting your choices to the mood in which you are when you ask the questions.
If you believe anything is possible, then it is for you until you stop believing it.
Once you stop believing it, you have limited the choices which the world will throw at you.
Human beings search out confirmation that they are right all the time.
We do it to such an extent that we come self fulfilling prophecies.
Most of the time we do it all subconsciously, but if we wake up to our own truth then the game begins.
We then try to find out how far we can push the truth and still have it come true for us.
This is where I find myself now, trying to find my own personal truth and define my reality by it.
I am by far the most self righteous person on this earth, claiming that I know more of the TRUTH that anyone else alive today.
But I do and that makes me unusual in the extreme.
For I now know that you find out the truth from minute to minute by living on this earth day to day with your eyes wide open, or at least not all the way shut.
I figure I know a little more than 1% of the whole truth about how things are run here on earth and the funny thing about that is, there is no financial gain to be had by it.
I just get to chuckle a lot and say to myself, it can’t get any better and then it does as I figure some more out.
I am a happy egomaniac who lives in his mind for fun. I enjoy it all. I can figure any out I really want to anymore, but more and more I let it happen because it is more fun.
I am into laughing and having more than most and almost anything can get me going.
I like it all because when you figure out how things are, that doesn’t mean you are allowed to do anything about it, but you can watch and snicker silently, sometimes in disgust at the plain horror of it all, and sometimes in awe because you are truly here in the moment enjoying what life has to offer.
I have a great sense of humor and it comes out all the time just to see what people will do.
People are the big thing for me now. I can watch families for ages at a time without ever getting bored.
Having figured out the sex thing long ago, I am not into it much anymore, but I can still marvel at the game male and females play.
One should never underestimate the power of the ordinary woman to amaze. They are much more delightful than the celebrity type that are just selling sex, but never interested in having it.
My wife had me pegged a long time ago and she knows it. At least she thinks she does. I don’t have the heart to tell her that she doesn’t know me by a mile.
She has this body pegged for sure. She knows what moves it. She doesn’t have a clue as to what moves me though. I hide in plain sight. I am good at it.
I suppose you could say I love her for I do, as far as that 1% will go.
Even though we stopped having sex a log while back; there is a comfortable quality about us that is noticeable to even the casual observer.
Our relationship has a grace about it that is hard to come by.
I know of no one else who has this quality. I call it the quality of life. We both drift in and out of each others lives with ease not making many requirements of each other, but appreciating the quality of our lives together.
When I am with her, I laugh a lot.
The quality of your life is determined by how much you can take a moment in time and just chuckle at it.
I have always been a laugher and I love it.
I love all my different kinds of work and I am very good at it.
I please people for a living, but mainly I please myself as I go through the process.
I have achieved a sort of plateau in my life and I am waiting for the next thing to come about so I can change to fit it.
Change is what makes life so interesting.
Without change, life is very boring.
The funny thing about it is the more we try to make it stay the same the more it changes us to make us frustrated.
What does this have to do with TRUTH?
Everything! When your mood changes, you become a different person, shaped by the consequences and events that you let surround you.
It is very simple to change, just let go of everything you have and do and then do something different in the next moment.
Change is disturbing and your ego doesn’t like disturbances so it won’t let you change.
We are all control freaks so we can’t change easily.
If we changed we would have to adapt to the new consequences of our changing world and we don’t do that easily.
Our ego counts on things being the same so we can make sense of our world.
When things change there is chaos and chaos is bad for us because we don’t know where we stand.
We lose our reference point if we don’t know where we stand.
However, real 3-D is constantly changing.
The only way we can make sense of our world is to take snap shots of it and hold on to those moments as our reference points.
One reason why we never learn anything new is that we are so good at holding onto the past.
By holding onto the past, we feel safe and stable.
However, this is delusional because the only safe place in our world is to accept the change as it is happening and go on with our lives.
We all want freedom in our lives, but we are not ready to accept the responsibility of our inaction.
Not making a choice is making a choice by default and it may not be your best choice.
We all have choices and the ability to make the choice, but will we make it or let it be made for us.
Having choices made for us is the so-called easy way out.
In this scenario, our boss, mother, father, husband, wife, preacher, peer makes the decision for us and then if it doesn’t turn out the way we wanted, we have someone to blame.
What a way to live, jumping from opportunity to opportunity, always ready to blame someone else for the miseries we live through.
The biggest cop out is the decision not made because you’re living someone else’s life and they have more control over your life than you do.
This is why you feel trapped all the time.
It is easier to accept things the way they are than to figure out what is going and do something about it.
I never said it was easy to change.
How fast you change is the quality of your life.
Note that I did not say the ability to change, but I said actually changing by making a decision.
You have to make a decision about which way to go and once you do, a lot of opportunities become a moot point.
Any one of these opportunities would have altered your reality here on earth and you just past them in favor of another decision.
Your ego can hope for stability in 3-D, but it is fleeting at best, due to nature of 3-D, which is change.

Souls & Egos

Souls are pure as the driven snow and stay that way.
There is no original sin.
Egos can be corrupted by experiences.
One ego can twist another.
Egos can taught to be contrary to life.
Souls enhance life.
Sex is collaboration between Soul & Ego.
Souls provide the spark and egos provide the method of execution.
Soul is pure love.
Ego cannot love.
Love is the glue that binds.
Soul cannot hate
Ego can
Ego can override soul
Soul cannot override Ego
Ego can run the conscious mind
Soul can only speak when the ego is out of the way.

The Bible is Great Fiction

In the ultimate irony, the bible was written by the Draco, who are a symbol for the devil or 666, the beast. While not in the truth category, the bible is very symbolic as the Draco are in love with symbols and numbers. If this is true, what does that make Jesus besides another Hybrid Clone. For that matter, any prophet or guru, as they all distract us from what we really ought to be doing here in 3-D.

Was the great flood just Atlantis sinking and causing a huge tidal wave? Was the story of Adam & Eve just a symbol for a long-lived species fall from grace into 3-D? Is Armageddon late or has it been happening all along without us knowing? Is reality, as you perceive it or is it just so, with or without your acknowledgement?

There again, though, what I would perceive as truth, someone else would say was hogwash and already has several times over. I have been called a fool so many times; it’s a cosmic joke. Almost as many times as I have been made a fool by things happening to me because I was too dumb to step aside.

In this life, we are led places the Draco want us to go, but if you but open your eyes a little to look beyond what the big move is, you’ll see a little of what you’re not supposed to see. We are supposed to distracted by the misery and beauty of it all so that we will miss what is really going on.

It’s like in business, when you climb the ladder of success, only to find out that that is not what moves you at all. The problem with all this is that our lives are too pitifully short to waster going around being distracted by all the nonsense. It may take us several lifetimes to wake up enough to get on with our lives.

One thing for sure is that our beliefs shape our reality. When we believe something with gusto, we start searching for things that confirm that belief. Take a simple thing such as cars. Buy any one of a hundred types and without fail you will start picking up on them being in line you and your thinking. Pretty soon you’ll start believing that you made a great purchase. If you don’t like your purchase, you will do the opposite to justify your thinking. That is, you will search out owners of the same type of vehicle who had a bad experience, once more confirming your belief.

Have you ever tried to start anything really new? Do you notice how hard is it is to get people’s attention? This is not because people are basically dense, rather that people are stuck in the confirmation of their own beliefs. This alone makes change happen slowly.

If people like their rut, it is virtually impossible for them to budge until the outside forces them to get in line with the greater version of reality.

The bible is truly great fiction for me with a lot of similarities to today written in. It may be ultimate world reality for you as it is written. In that simple truth lies the justice of it all. Like Tom Hanks said at the end of The Da Vinci Code, in the end it doesn’t matter what you believe as long as you believe it enough so you can live your version of reality.

Religion is the Misery it Claims to Avoid

Religion is the end all program game that I could talk for years about. It was designed by people and other beings that wanted to keep the majority of the masses in their lowly caste. What can I say; it works at keeping them low. This is the big enchilada, going for and grabbing all the marbles. No matter you do as a person, religion has got you, if you take it as the sucker you are intended to be. Religion has you wherever you turn. If I could plan a better way to keep everyone feeling low about themselves, I could not come up with a better plan. All ones motivation, accomplishments, and very soul are prescribed to this mystic light someone calls god. If you make up your own god, you are condemned. If you don’t believe, you are condemned. All right, I am an atheist. How come I haven’t died yet from sheer lack of motivation to live? How can I assume to be moral without a god to worship? The whole idea that one has to confess their “sins” weekly to a priest that has very little in common with reality is pure hogwash. It seems to me that if I leave that all behind and just and let live I am much better off. Making up prophets out of thin air so far back that no one actually remembers what went on is quite a trick. Jesus, Mohammed, Buddha, & Hare Christna never existed, but they have quite a following with 99.95% of the world believing in some kind of god so they don’t have to think. Everyone is cared of death and tired of living this miserable existence at the same time. Inventing heaven was also quite a trick. Why would everyone not prefer to go to heaven when this is such a “miserable” place to be? Misery is what religion is all about. We are meant to suffer in this life. PHOOEY!!! It’s all garbage. I can live with the fact that everyone else is delusional and I am not. Just let me be as I am.

I live in my own heaven right now because I think the earth is a heavenly place to be living on. I live by my rules, not someone else’s. I don’t hurt anyone. I am not afraid to walk down the street for fear of someone striking me down for blasphemy. I just go about my life in a sane manner and live as I want to. I accept the fact that I am unique and my beliefs also are. I accept the fact that we are all connected. I accept the fact that if I want someone else’s help I must show them a value large enough to have them help me. I am compassionate to people that don’t whine all the time about their situation on this earth. If they don’t like the situation they are in, they can change or die living in misery. I do not accept the tenet that we have to live in misery because I don’t. I am a happy person that doesn’t dwell on suffering at all. I could die tomorrow without regret, as I would have lived life my way without intending to do anyone else any harm. I am not out to change the world, rather to live in it as is. I do a lot of hiding in plain sight. I have faith in myself. I believe that I can lead my life in such a way as to not have suffering as a major thing to deal with in my life. I do not even have the faintest notion of “original sin”. I believe in the basic goodness of man.

Religious people do not. They believe that this god has to direct their lives and without him, they are doomed to sin their lives away. NOT ME!! Religious people start wars so that their god will be the one god worshipped. I DON’T!! Religious people go on missions and crusades to try and convince other people of their inherent rightness. I DON’T!! Do you know how far off base one has to be to start a war in the first place? I DO!! All religions preach sweetness and light, but make war on the side. Which is more real, the war or the words. THE WAR, of course, because people are killed in wars.

Programming in Action

Action depends upon your point of view.
Say, I am reading a book or article and my whole life was spent as a WASP in the USA.
I am reading to support my view of life.
I am going to pull out the things that support my point of view and possibly not even notice the other stuff in the article, as it is not important to me.
Say, I am reading a book or article and my whole life was spent as a Muslim in Arabia..
What I am going to get out of the same article is quite different from what I formerly would have got out of it.
Now, take it one step further and say that I am not all that sane and a bit radical.
Now, depending on the depth of my beliefs, a WASP becomes a red neck or the KKK
How long does it take to turn a WASP into a KKK member? Not long, it only takes an event that this person considers to be a turning event in their lives.
The red neck is still a WASP, just a slightly more radical one.
Would this person kill a Muslim across the world?
Of course, if they perceived a threat to America.
Now, say the war is over and a so=called peace comes about.
The red neck is used to killing Muslims now and likes it.
Then he encounters a black Muslim on the street one day in America.
Say, he has a car accident with this person.
It was his fault, but he perceives a threat to America in this person.
He kills him out of habit and now he has completed his personal journey to KKK person.
Then, a Muslim becomes a terrorist as far as the WASP is concerned in the same way. .
The terrorist who is still a devout Muslim considers anyone who would want to take his way of life and change it into his or her own version of democracy a demonic symbol when all he has known is a religious monarchy.
In his world, this demonic symbol needs to put down at any cost, including his life.
By putting down this demonic symbol in his mind, he becomes a savior of his people.
Everyone knows that saviors are put on fight hand of god.
He dies knowing he is going to Heaven.
It only depends on programming and experiences of a lifetime.

My Passion is Knowledge of Truth

The problem is truth is variable.
It depends upon your point of view.
My version of truth is dependent upon my experiences.
It also depends on what layer of mind you are operating in.
Say, I am reading a book or article and my whole life was spent as a WASP in the USA.
I am reading to support my view of life.
I am going to pull out the things that support my point of view and possibly not even notice the other stuff in the article, as it is not important to me.
Say, I am reading a book or article and my whole life was spent as a Muslim in Arabia..
What I am going to get out of the same article is quite different from what I formerly would have got out of it.
Now, take it one step further and say that I am not all that sane and a bit radical.
Now, depending on the depth of my beliefs, a WASP becomes a red neck or the KKK
How long does it take to turn a WASP into a KKK member? Not long, it only takes an event that this person considers to be a turning event in their lives.
The red neck is still a WASP, just a slightly more radical one.
Would this person kill a Muslim across the world?
Of course, if they perceived a threat to America.
Now, say the war is over and a so=called peace comes about.
The red neck is used to killing Muslims now and likes it.
Then he encounters a black Muslim on the street one day in America.
Say, he has a car accident with this person.
It was his fault, but he perceives a threat to America in this person.
He kills him out of habit and now he has completed his personal journey to KKK person.
Then, a Muslim becomes a terrorist as far as the WASP is concerned in the same way. .
The terrorist who is still a devout Muslim considers anyone who would want to take his way of life and change it into his or her own version of democracy a demonic symbol when all he has known is a religious monarchy.
In his world, this demonic symbol needs to put down at any cost, including his life.
By putting down this demonic symbol in his mind, he becomes a savior of his people.
Everyone knows that saviors are put on fight hand of god.
He dies knowing he is going to Heaven.
It only depends on programming and experiences of a lifetime.

Life

When everything seems broke and that it’s the last straw.
Life finds a way to go on.
A baby still can make you smile.
Their simple innocence is larger than life.
If all the conspiracies were all of a sudden revealed there would be still be wars.
People don’t always get along perfectly.
Love is the key to living together.

My Special Talents

I was put here for a purpose.
I am an observer; it is true.
I am an investor that got lost in the market flow.
I am now getting my second wind.
I am a technician that lost his job for awhile.
I am a singer who is turning a corner.
I am a writer who is writing.
I am in charge of my life and I just found that out.
I am in charge of my reality.
I am coming into my own..
I am different and that is not bad.
I am nothing like anyone I know and that is not a bad thing.
I am connected to everyone and everything around me in a way that no one knows.
I am seeing it all now
I am seeing the patterns of life all around me and in me too.

The Many Sides of Me

I am living several lives at once.
One is the nitty gritty pay the bills existence that is called crank and grind existence.
One is a sexual fantasy where I can have any amount of sexual fun I want.
One is loving Aurita unconditionally with all that entails.
One is cutting stone.
One is being an accountant.
One is being an engineer.
One is absolute fun playing with my mind and soul, creating worlds and predicting life as it should be.
While I enjoy them all, I really love the last one where I can play continually without having to risk anything.
All the time I wonder if I should be doing more than I am doing now.

The Weaker Sex, HA HA!

I have heard this statement a lot and I think it is as equally untrue today as when I heard it the first time.

For the record, Women are less brutish than men and it is a proven fact that men can focus better than women if they are inclined to due the differences in our brain connectivity. Men can hit a lot harder than women, due to their brutish nature and a tendency to get physical quicker when their adrenalin flows. Men are driven by sex and women know it very well. Women control most of the wealth today and if they don’t, they control the men who have the wealth. Women use the beauty and sex appeal to control their men, along with their ability to make the food their men like to eat.

Most women do not live any longer than a man today, if the man is not in a habit of physically beating himself up to prove how macho he is. This is due to the fact that women are under the same stress and more so, on the job today.

I am a man who is not proud of most of these so-called superiorities. The only place I use my superior strength is to lift stone as I cut it. I only cut stone because I like to cut it. My flashes of anger are very silly and I wish I could get rid of them; however it is a good way to let off steam. I have not hit anybody since 6th grade and I am 61. There is no need today to get physical with anyone. Most of the time when my adrenalin flows, I am stupidly mad at something I did wrong and I go a little berserk because of it. There is no need for the flight or fight response today if one thinks clearly. I shook my wife once and she used her fingernails to take a chunk out of my hand and I can still detect the scar today and that was 25 years ago. I wish I wasn’t driven by sex, but I am. I am proud of my mental abilities, but I don’t have a need to focus very often and so much for that superiority. I will probably out live my wife because I do not make a habit of doing stupid things to impress other males who are being macho. Macho is stupid as far as I am concerned. Pretty much every time I was being so-called macho I got hurt. I don’t do that much anymore.

I have no real money to speak of and a lot of debt. My wife is a beautiful woman who cooks excellently and knows what I like, so she has no problem controlling me with her little finger. She is also very creative and smart so I can’t get away with much. Sexual fantasies do occur, but I keep them to myself. I am too scared and smart to become involved with another woman, as one is more than enough for me to think I can handle.

I would give almost anything to have the intuition a woman naturally has. I can think for days on end and come up with brilliant theories that she will say, naturally to and make me think I am a buffoon for taking so long to come up with something that she instinctively knew from the start. She can look at me and tell me what I am about to say and most of the time she is right.

The weaker sex, I don’t buy it for a second.

Georgia vs Iraq

Do we have a leg to stand on with Iraq and Guantanamo Bay and the way we handled ourselves there? I say no. We should do everything we can for the Georgian people and support their regime, but bad mouth Russia for doing what we did, no way. The only reason we got away with it was we were the bully on the block and Sadaam had no real friends. Did we say one thing and do another all in the interests of finding WMD’s and at the time, unconfirmed terrorists, or so we said. It had nothing to do with the fact that the newly appointed (not elected) president was a born again Christian who hated Muslims with a passion and was an oil man to boot (they all are). Just because Georgia is a US supported regime in the first place is a sore eye to the Russians who consider all of the Soviet Union as Russia and always will. What better time to use your troops and superior hardware before it rusts away for lack of use. Putkin may be the head of Russia, but he is still just a mobster in disguise that we helped put in place, like lots of our other mistakes, such as Sadaam Hussein himself. Bush, Jr is hardly any better when it comes to reputations, let alone, being dumb as a board. With our great intelligence gathering network we have such good backing winners like invisible WMD’s, Sadaam, Shah of Iran, the general from Nicaragua, and many African and South American dictators that we had to drive out after we put them in place. Our only defense has been so far that they were better than the alternative. We are dumb enough to first support the Taliban when Russia invaded and then fight the Taliban in Afghanistan. These people are used to living in the mountains in caves because it is all they have ever known. Hide, fight and run are all they know and we want to blow them up. We are still trying to catch them. Fat chance of that! The Taliban just hide in Pakistan on one side and the mountains in the west. They don’t need or want roads; they have trails that lead from the mountains to the cities. The Taliban is on the offensive everywhere in Afghanistan and we are on the defensive. Will we ever learn? NO, I’m sorry to say.

What is Right and Wrong about America

The people are what is right about America. Essentially all people are kind and courteous to others and would not go out of their way to harm anyone. Most people just want to live their lives in the way that gives them the least amount of pain and suffering and the maximum amount of joy and happiness. That is, unless they are riled up about something or someone.

Americans have been led to believe that we have been wronged and by the “purely human right” of righteous indignation, we should go to war with whoever did such a monstrous thing as to try to pick on the one so-called “Super Power” left. We have been wronged; it is true, but by our own government. Not by any political party, but by the whole system that supports war at any price as an end not a means. Political parties only implement that system of war.

America had a government limited to a doing a few things when it was founded.
Most Americans still want as little government intervention in their lives as only necessary for a safe life. Our present form of government has clearly overstepped its bounds and now assumes that everyone wants the government to do everything for them.
There is not one person in America that wants this as it is inconsistent with high self esteem, if given a choice. We are not given a choice. Americans are proud of their independence and instead want the government to get out of their lives and leave them to do what they have to do to survive well on this earth. American politicians misinterpret the signals their voters are giving them because they want to be reelected so badly, they will promise anything to do so. Most of these promises die on the vine after the politicians are reelected and the people are sorely disappointed. The American people do not like being led to the slaughter by ill meaning politicians interested in only lining their pockets with money while printing more to deflate the value of the dollar. Before the year 2005 when a barrel of oil cost less than $50, the American people were not in a useless war that deflated the US dollars to an all time low with respect to other currencies. Before America went in to save Iraq from Sadaam, Iraq was producing a lot more oil at significantly lower prices. If securing the oil source for America was the goal as many people believe it was and is, then America is doing a very poor job in Iraq. However if war is the goal then America is doing very well because from all hints, we are about to step into Iran big time. Now that most large American cities have a crime/murder rate higher than Bagdad, our purpose can longer be keeping the Iraqi safe from the kill squads. If fomenting war is the goal in Iraq however, America has done very well, pitting Sunnis against Shiites at every turn. If America wanted to free Iraq from murder then why have we put sworn enemies next to each other in a Parliamentary setting and expected them to behave nicely when the sun goes down. The only thing the Sunnis and the Shiites agree to is the fact that they hate Americans more than they hate each other.
Do the American people like this war? No, they have said so loud and clear.
Have the American people been led down the primrose path? Yes, by several presidents all in the name of Democracy and peace.
Can Americans be manipulated into the position of supporting any war? Yes, Vietnam, Bosnia, Iraq, Somalia, Germany, Japan, and even civil war among themselves. All one has to do is push the right buttons. And believe me our buttons are being pushed by expert psychologists who know exactly what they are doing to us.

Ammerica the Beautiful

Even though we pay dearly for it, our way of life is hard to beat.
I have been working nearly all my life at one thing or another.
I liked all the jobs I have had, most I loved.
That said I am proud to live here in America.
I live on a block where I can take a walk at any time of the day or night, without fear of being traumatized.
I live in a home that is big enough for all my junk.
Everything I need is within walking distance if my car were to suddenly die, including places to repair my automobile.
Even though I travel 30 & 60 miles to work, I love the drive as I can disconnect and daydream as I drive.
I have a business that I can do at home if things get tight and they are now so my business is going great.
I am close to the mountains and it is my favorite place to be.
I have just enough money to get by doing exactly what I want to do.
I have a job that lets me solve problems and I am very good at it.
I have a place I can go to, to cut stone almost anytime I please and I get paid for it to boot.
I laugh and sing a lot.
If I ever wanted to travel, I could, but with all the wondrous things around me I don’t want to.
In short, I am happy doing what I want when I want and life doesn’t get any better than that.
I have a wife that constantly pleases me, is easy to love and I adore her.
I am a loner and that pleases me just fine.
I have time to read and write as I like.
I could die tomorrow and have no regrets.
What more could I want?
Nothing!

The Human Condition

I don’t know if I should even write about this or not. It’s just going to wind down into a mess, but here I go. I connected with some thoughts last night that kept me up all night. I rested, but I did not sleep a wink.
Humans crave to be trained by a mentor and we are emotional and social beings. The difference between us and the rest of this planet we live on is that we have some limited control over our emotions; we can delay gratification if the prize is large enough to peak our curiosity. Delayed gratification is the key. We understand the concept at an early age. That enables mankind to build on their past mistakes and literally reach for the stars. We see what works and we go after it with a passion. Although we have a problem with thinking past our lifetime because the concept of death is so final to us and we cannot conceive of a world without us in it. Our passion for learning from a mentor is so great that we will keep doing something wrong just because we were taught that way until someone or some thing changes our direction. It can be a thought or an action by someone else that changes our direction if that learned behavior is not too deep. If the rut becomes too deep then we fall into a comfort zone and we are doomed to repeat our behavior and it takes some thing cataclysmic to bolt us out of our rut.

As no one relates to others as well as themselves, a small story is in order. My own!
I grew up being my own mentor, which means that I had no pattern to mold myself after. I grew up on my own without friends or peers. That means that I am an emotionally stunted individual that lacks social graces. It also means that I am not good around people and I have a weird sense of humor. Because I did not connect with anyone else that overly impressed me I became my own teacher. I can stand myself and even prefer to be left alone, but if I am with other people too much, I tend to get on their nerves, let alone them getting on mine. I lived by myself exclusively for a long time, hidden in a cocoon of my own devising. I broke out somewhat eventually and got married, but I am still a loner. I married someone who can stand me in small bursts, but not all at once. There are parts of me that she can never touch or come close to. I am a very intense person that laughs a lot at the human condition. That’s right; I get a charge out of people being people. I always have. I learn a lot from them. They show this observer how to live.

We then have the audacity to teach people how to kill one another and the earlier we start the better they are at it. We then play on their emotions and watch them go haywire. All for a little company we would do almost anything. Take the emotional state of a crowd and add just one off the wall idea and they’re off killing someone for the fun of doing it. It may even be a friend they kill. They strangely feel almost no remorse because they can blame the crowd for what they did.

Just as we work together to kill something or someone, we can also work together to do something really great. We major in group energy, good or bad , it doesn’t matter. We make our best strides alone, developing ideas by focusing on them. It’s called going with the flow. When you are in the flow, go with it for as long as you can because it doesn’t come along that often. Get lost in the act of being. Brainstorming only happens after you have some ideas to brainstorm with. A group of humans that is in tune feeds off of itself.

Finding someone to love and being loved in return is a blessing. It calms the mind and let’s you focus on the more important stuff of life. Life is a ride, not a destination. Trying to keep it altogether is the prize. I will admit I have an odd thought every once in awhile, but I live through it without doing the impulsive thing, the emotional thing that would inevitably get me into trouble, even if only to be physically hurt by doing some crazy thing too near the edge of life. The observer never takes chances; he just lives on in his own little world in the mainstream of conventions.

What makes us human is the experience of being human with passion.
If you’re in love, why not make it passionate love.
If you’re going to take chances, why not bungee jump or skydive while you’re at it.
If you’re going to sing, why not do it with style.
If you’re going to dance, do it with grace.
If you’re going to invent, it helps to believe that you can.
If you’re going to be an engineer, it helps if you are a problem solver.
If you’re going to be a salesperson, it helps if you like people.
It is not enough to know yourself; you have to do something about it.

Whatever you do, make your mark by doing it your way.

All comes from Flow

I believe anything is possible in this world. I get there by being in flow. I do seemingly impossible tasks at work all the time. With no data, I come up with estimates that are remarkable in almost no time. I am doing it faster all the time. My brain is accustomed to miracles happening all the time. The more I believe that I can do something, the better I become at it. I find if I try to control the actions of a project it actually slows down. If however, I set it in motion and give control up to the universe it runs smoothly. I now know that the harder I try to control something, the worse it becomes. Projects have a life of their own and will conclude in their own good time. The harder I push, the more they push back, seeking revenge. Some wars are not worth fighting and some are, if only to find out that I didn’t have to fight them in the first place. When I learn this at a deep level, then I can let flow take over. Hopefully, I know when to let go and let flow take place. It is the process of life that makes me happy, not the goal. This is why being happy is enough in this life. When I am in flow I am happy. When I am in the process of life I am happy. Living is a grand experience if I let it be. My life is smooth as long as I let it flow. At work, I handle more projects than anyone else because I let things flow through me and then they are not with me anymore. If I can’t solve something in a minute or two, then it is not ready for me to solve yet. When I say my life flows it is only because I let it flow. Worry is not a state I stay in for very long, as I let things go easily. People are most proud of a task if they do it well. I find with minimum supervision most people can get along quite nicely and think well of themselves. If people think well of themselves they are not bothering me so I can concentrate on the things I need to do. People do not think well of themselves when I am in control of them so I don’t try to control their actions and everyone is fine. If they get upset, I immediately apologize and then they are ready to at least be neutral with me. I apologize because it is the most efficient way to get things done. Right or wrong has nothing to with it and is an opinion anyway. Truth and morality are variable. They both depend on your point of view. What’s moral and true in one culture is not done in another. What is moral and true for me now was probably not when I was younger. It’s the same thing with right and wrong. Holding on to things too long affects me badly so I try very hard not to hold onto things for too long. What’s too long is easy to tell. It’s when it starts to affect me. I let things become instantly better for me when I let go because I can then concentrate on something new and give it my full attention. I try to complete each day by getting some one thing done. It is very often not the thing I wanted to get done at the start of the day. So what! I don’t wear a watch or keep track of time at all. I am not time bound by anyone, least of all, me. My bosses all understand that I will get most things done way ahead of anyone else because I never stop working at work because it is not work to me, it is play. I love what I do and I do what I love. Why would I ever do something I didn’t love to do? I give love to the universe each day because we are all connected by energy and it is the most efficient way to live. If I give love to the universe each day, most people will see that and give me the benefit of the doubt, at least. I don’t need or even ask for attention or positive vibes. All I look for is a neutral playing field. People very seldom chat with me; instead they come around when they want something done. I am a problem solver that is solution oriented. My glass is always half full. I am not an expert at many things; I just have many things I do well. An expert always has only one way to do things. Most experts are so full of reasons why this or that won’t work that they ignore Intuition and ingenuity. I try to not volunteer anything unless I am asked because I am busy enough already with things I want to do, let alone filling my life with things I volunteered to do.

The Wonder of it All

We have two main choices in life while we’re in 3D.
We can take ourselves very seriously, get cancer and die miserable;
Or…
We can make life a game and play it to the hilt, enjoying the ride.
Of course, I prefer the second alternative to the first.
I spent most of my waking life taking myself seriously, but I spent every non-waking moment playing in the stars and flying around the earth.
Most of my youth I spent actually thinking I could fly, so it was not much of a turn for me to stand on a hill and take off in flight at night when I dreamt of flying to the stars.
My non-working life has been filled with alien creatures ever since I can remember.
I believe that you actually have a shot at becoming what you dream about.
Life is too short to be serious all the time.
My main jobs here in 3D have been serious ones, like engineering and accounting and I do take them seriously, but I do have other roles to play too.
I have been a good stone cutter, which means I have fun with granite. When I see a streak of color coming into the stone, I see rivers of molten granite colliding like galaxies that collide and intermingle. I like to find the flow and go with it. One could say that granite is just a rock which is inert and lifeless, but they would be wrong. The granite I cut is so alive that each piece I cut is so different that I learn for every strike I make. I love to read the grain of it and plan my hits so that I make the crystals line up with my blows. My mind can affect the structure of granite as I cut it.
I actually live a good book. I laugh the whole way through it. In the movies I used to see I actually was the hero that saved the world, I fought the villains in my mind and to look at me when I am seeing a movie is quite a laugh as I move around a lot. Then I wake up to become a pure pacifist who wouldn’t hurt a fly.
Some of my best time is on the road driving through life, laughing at the jerks that cut me off and then stoop in front of me, or being caught behind a buffoon on a cell phone that has to make just one more call while he or she is driving and not paying enough attention to it. I actually have become a better driver because I love it so much. I have a very good sixth sense about who is going to do what on the road and I don’t believe in accidents so my life flows fairly well.
I do not vote, but I do laugh at all the silliness that governments put out; thinking that their tribe has the only answer and will inflict all kinds of havoc on the other tribes to prove their point.
I think it is amazing how we can build a rationale behind any idea we have and make it work in our mind at least. I love how we can rationalize our mind into believing that black is actually white and that some wars are necessary. I have to laugh because it hurts so much to take it any other way. I am not into suffering, but I am into laughter. In college, I used to laugh so hard in the cafeteria that everyone got to laughing too. Having a good time is contagious; try it , you’ll like it.
I do not play the religion mind game as I got wise to that game a long time ago, but it never ceases to amaze me what people will do in the name of religion; like it all mattered somehow.
I love to eat so I go to cafeterias and watch the endless variety of people in the act of eating. At cafeterias people eat what they like because there is a choice and when they eat what they like, they usually smile and have a good time doing it. I love to watch people being people, enjoying life.
I spend a lot of time singing love songs and melodies that I have loved for along time. Sometimes when I am cutting stone I break out in song.
Being a man, I think a lot about sexual fantasies also. I dream about being a great lover with a endless supply of orgasms that can satisfy any woman. Then I wake up to realize that I rather rotund and dribble a lot so no woman would take me very seriously, but I can dream anyway.
I guess you could say I find a way to make fun out of any situation if only to laugh myself silly about the really awful things we do to one another. I used to go around my house yelling to the world about how people could be so stupid as to not see what was going on because it was so obvious to me. I have always lived in my mind more than most; dreaming and half hoping that man would one day wake up to what he was actually doing to the world at large so he could stop doing it. We are all connected in so many more ways than anyone realizes and man’s sphere of influence is large indeed; so much that if we don’t stop taking ourselves so seriously we ruin 3-D in the process of being here.
We are here to have fun learning about the process of life as we live it. I am 60 years old so I may have only 40 years left to enjoy this life I am living so I plan to stop and smell the roses a little before I die.
What have I learned so far is only this,
Live and let live; and have a ball doing it. I do.

A Morality Tale

This is a tale about the futility of Morality.

The main people who boast that they have morals while everyone else is immoral are usually holy than thou people who usually lead two-faced lives, not knowing the meaning of the word in the first place. Morality is a trumped up word for what is supposedly right for the culture you happen to living in at the time. It is very much similar to the words right and wrong. What appears to be moral in one culture is not necessarily the case in another culture.

For instance, it is morally wrong to kill another human being unless your tribe or nation happens to be at war with another tribe or nation. Then it is almost a moral obligation to kill “them”. At least it seems to be a moral obligation to serve your tribe and support the killing off of the other tribe. I see “Support the Troops” signs everywhere. Who says that supporting the troops is not bringing them home so they can at least have the choice of being killed while driving a car around town suddenly hit by a drunk driver, instead of forcing them to carry 100 pounds of survival gear around a strange country being moral policemen afraid of what is around the next corner.

What about the war on terror? It is such an undefined quantity that the US government has to tell the people who to kill and who not to kill. This often varies with who is in power at the moment.

What made it so morally wrong when Idi Amin butchered the other tribe in such large numbers so that his tribe could always be in power and at the same time what makes us so sure we are morally right in Iraq, Afghanistan, Sudan, Pakistan, and Somalia to kill so many people that merely do not think as we do?

We invade their country and proclaim that Democracy is the only way to govern. Why can’t they see the light? When the student is ready the teacher will appear. Maybe we’re trying to push the 21st Century on a 10th Century culture. When the people of Iraq & Afghanistan are ready for change, change will happen quickly. Look at the Berlin Wall as an example.

America has always believed that might is right with respect to foreign policy. We seem to love war and being the world’s policemen, though no one is asking us to be that. It is supposedly good for finances, except for this war on terror, which is the first war that we openly started. We usually play at war with CIA/NSA supporting one side against the other until one side eventually wins. This time, however, was different. We actually invaded another country because we were told that they were bad enough to give us problems in the future. Once we were in the war, we found that they weren’t as bad as we thought, but by then we had destroyed their government and had the “moral” obligation to stay and make a new “democratic” government in its place. We did all this without asking the real people if they wanted democracy in the first place.

Now, with a change in American leadership approaching, we seem to be headed on the way out of Iraq, much the poorer for the experience, financially and morally.

We will leave Iraq with a very weak government made up of different factions that do not want to work together and in fact kill each other behind the scenes. The infrastructure of Iraq is still destroyed with different religious sects bombing one another at will, each trying to terrorize the other into submission. This will only get better when the actual Iraqi people want it to and not before. Right now, the Iraqis’ want us out, along with our assumption that democracy is the only way to govern, preferring “civil” war as somehow better than our alternative (What is so civil about a war inside a nation anyway?). Theocratic Dictatorship is all Iraq has ever known to be a way to govern, where the religious thug of the moment rules supreme. It seems that any way to get rid of us occupying their country is preferable to us staying there influencing them in ways they do not care for.

I think there is a lesson for us somewhere in this parable, but in our “moral police” mode, we are the “experts” who are teaching them the lessons so our minds are closed. There is something about morality and learning that are diametrically opposed.

For all our morals, we will leave a war torn country even more so than before we came in, knowing we were right to do so; believing that we had “the way”, the righteous way. With Sadaam in charge, the war was limited to dissenters who openly opposed him or angered him. Everyone who knew their so-called “place” could walk down the street without fear of being shot, raped, or molested. Now as we, the crusaders of democracy, leave; everyone lives in fear of being shot, raped, and /or molested. How this is better than it was before is a tale for the politicians to spin. And spin they will, just like Vietnam and Bosnia. It seems we will never learn when to leave well enough alone.

Here we sit with largest, best funded, openly warring army in the world. I wonder where we will use this awful power next. One thing is for sure, there will always be some dictator who thinks he can kill another tribe, committing human rights violations galore such that we, in our “righteous morality” call it wrong and then a new wave of “moral indignation police” wars will begin again.

I wonder how we can consider Guantanamo Bay morally right with its own human rights violations in play. How can we, on one hand, condone water boarding torture and then make an about face when some very poor African nation declares war on half the people in its sphere of influence, causing us to police them up with our own version of righteousness.

I guess I just don’t understand “American Morality” and that is why I wrote this tale.

Live and Let Live

This statement is easy to say, but a little harder to live by.
It means that you don’t offer advice until it is asked for.
It means that you do your thing and let the other person do theirs.
It means that you don’t push your form of religion off on anyone else.
It means that you don’t push your form of government off on anyone else.
It means that you don’t go to war with someone else just because you don’t like them.
It means that you should not impose your way of life on anyone else.
It means that if you want to be left alone you can be.

However, it also means that if you ask for help, you must be willing to pay for it, in some way.
It means that you must offer to pay for the help you want.
It means that you must know what you want and state it so someone else has the option to help or not.
It means that you must not get mad when no one helps you right away.
It means that when you need help, you must not assume that by osmosis someone else knows that fact and automatically offers help.

It also means that no one owes you anything in this world.
It means that if you want something you must figure a way to get it that does not impose your will on others.
It means soft selling of your product or service is the norm.
It means that if someone else wants your product they can buy it or not.

It means that you respect others rights to exist without you telling them what to do.
It means no guns to enforce your rules because they are only your rules.
It means that if you want something, ask for it.
It means that if you make a mess you clean it up.
It means look before you leap.
It means no services if you don’t pay for them and you may have to wait for the service to become available.
It means that if you form a team or partnership you must pull your share of the load.
It means that if you get hurt you may not be helped so you have to plan for things like that to happen just in case.
It means no borders unless you make them.
It means no traffic lights or speed limits unless you make them.
It means no government is going to coerce you into something you don’t like.
It means no courts to bail you out of a bad experience unless you form alliances to make the court possible.
It means that if you form alliances, you agree to live by their rules and not break those rules.

It means independence in every meaning of the word.
It means no rules and all the responsibility that that entails.
It means that if you cross the street without looking, you may get run over.
It means that what you don’t know may just kill you.
It means that you must become informed and make choices that either make or break your life.
It means that you cannot pay attention to some of the rules and gripe about others that don’t while not paying attention to some of them yourself.
It means no whining, griping, or complaining without some form of action after you mention it.
It means consistency is the name of the game.
It means you do what you say you will do period.
It means you think before you act or pay the consequences.
It means that if you beg on the street and no one comes to your aid, you die on the street.
It means that if you want your windows cleaned and there is no one available to do it for you at the price you want to pay you have to clean them or put up with dirty windows.
It means no impulsive behavior without possibly paying for it with your life.
It means that no one will stop you from walking too close to the edge so you may fall because your cry for help is after you have fallen.
It means having to pay your way through life as you live it.
It means that you and you alone are responsible for your life.
It means ultimate world reality.

Can you handle it?
If you can, good!
If you can’t, stay out of my way because I can.

How the war is really going

I have heard a lot in the past few days from soldiers who came back from the War when they didn’t think I was listening. I work at an AFB.

Afghanistan – We are losing the war here hands down. We are retreating in the South for sure. Taliban bomb our roads before they are built in the North where we still are holding on. Taliban bomb our roads as we are building them. Our troops are so scared they can’t even make sure their guns are loaded right before they shoot. 1/3 of our casualties in Afghanistan are due to friendly fire. ¼ of our casualties are from guns misfiring because the soldiers can’t spend the time to load their weapons right due to constantly being under fire. The only sin in a convoy is to be the last truck, which gets bombed ½ the time. He Afghan people have never known and do not appreciate the so called structure we gave them and the country is falling backwards as I write this.

The only solution in both wars is to have everyone work 17-18 hours every day so they won’t think about what they are doing.

Iraq – We are gaining because of the size of our forces in use. When we leave it is clear that the Iraqi’s will lose their sovereignty to the outside forces. The so called green zone is bombed at will by forces we don’t control. We control parts of almost every city we want to control, but we have to maintain a heavy presence in order to do that. Most of the Iraqi’s are good people and are sick of the war. The Iraqi people have the will to maintain the structure we gave to them, but the people with guns want to rule and they will when we leave.

Happiness is an inside job

Happiness is how you feel about yourself all the time.
Being in the flow of the moment in time
Flowing with it not capturing it for all to see how great you are.
Embracing change for what it is, the flow of life going through you
Knowing that there is no difference between pulling weeds and writing a symphony
It’s all one in the same.

All you have to do is think of pulling the weeds out of your mind, letting it focus on the moment at hand so the symphony can come out of you.
You have to empty your mind of all the junk so that you can collect all the experiences that each moment provides.

Thoughts on my life

I am glad you could take it. I take quite a chance sending my stuff out. Most people are so unlikely to look at themselves that they actually get afraid if someone like me comes around and shows them what is so. I wrote a program called romance is passion awhile for sale on the internet. The whole thing didn't sell well and I can now see why. I alienated men and scared women to death.

When I get going I can be very scary and many people will say I'm right, but they don't like to have to see it. My blogs are real hard to take and that is why I don't give them out at all. Everyone who ever reads much of what I write leaves. I guess the truth is painful.

I make sense out of my world and in doing so I alienate a lot of people.

Your writing on male-female relationships is quite good. Men are not any good at being introspective. The only reason women used to live longer than men and in most cases still do is because of the macho world men tend to live in. It's a world I never was good at being in. Women have their own ways of being stupid, but men really have a lock on it. Men are used to being led around by someone who is pretty fake because she knows that men like big breasts and shapely butts, even if they are mostly silicone. This wham, bam, no thank you mamm, fall asleep on you attitude is a bit much. Over 99 % of the men think this is cool.

Men tend to live on the ragged edge of being totally out of control, especially in groups. I often wonder how many women would survive if all the laws and guns that protect them were suddenly gone. Very little, if anything has changed and that is why males are so easy to control. The dangerous hunts are now thrill seeking days off.

My wife keeps things interesting for me. Without her around, I quickly turn into a very dull intense person that takes himself far too seriously. I married my wife for the sense of life she has. She is 6 years older than I am and 2-3 times more lively.

I have a distinct tendency to be a know-it-all which is very boring. She is my spark. She makes me laugh and I love it and her a lot.

I am good at everything I do and I enjoy it immensely.

I know a lot of stuff that no one has any interest in. I know a lot of stuff I shouldn't know anything about because I probe intensely and often.

I feel like Benjamin Franklin Gates in the movies, National Treasure. I am on the biggest ego trip around and I love it, make no mistake about it. Nicolas Cage has made a number of movies I can get into. Next deals with a man who always knows what is coming. I generally know what is coming too, but no one is interested in that. After awhile, it gets to be very boring. I have people figured to a fine point. To meet someone fresh like my wife is like a moment of joy in an otherwise dull gray world.

Flow

The universe is always behind us, whatever we are thinking, it provides.

With our new insight into this process, we will rise. The more we let go and flow with the universe, the faster we will get better at achieving what we want in this life.

It’s kind of a paradox, the less you want, the more you get.

This happens because we hold onto the things we want so long that the universe has no chance to provide them to us. The universe is a great provider if we are in the flow. The moment we come out of flow by wanting something too much we deny the universe’s ability to give it to us. Change does not happen fast, it happens instantaneously, but only in flow.

We are finally finding out how change happens by reading the books on the brain. We bring it to ourselves by changing what our brains think about. Michael Phelps is a good example. The only way he won by .01 seconds in one of his gold medals was to know that he could win in the first place. Everyone else in the many races was intimidated by him and that gave him the edge. Paul J. Meyer was right with his horses about the difference between first and second. Michael Phelps thought like a winner the whole Olympic Games. He changed his brain to not accept defeat in the water and he has never been beaten since he made up his mind.

Reading these books has changed us and how we perceive the world around us. We were winners all the time, but did not fully believe it. However we think, the universe provides.

We can be the best sales people around only if we acknowledge the universe’s ability to bring the right people to us. We do this by letting go of the fears we have about not being good sales people. Once we can let go of the idea that we have to something to be happy, we let the universe flow it to us. The more we hang on, the less we are in flow.

I feel like I made this happen with Fritz. I made this final thing happen by letting go of it and giving it back to universe. I formally did this 4 days ago in a meditation because I felt I was hanging on too tight. It is now obvious that I was. The moment I gave it back to the universe, I let it flow. Flow gave it back to us in almost nothing flat.

Everyone has their own gifts

My gift is my test. I am the only one with this gift for truth.
Truth does not sell well so I will be alone most of my life.
The amount of truth I will find is only limited by the type of questions I ask.
If I ask the right questions I will get great answers.
If I ask bad questions I will get bad answers.
I will develop my way of getting along in this world.
I will then start to write about the truth and put it on my blog.
No one will ever read my blog so I am safe from those who would tear me up.
Truth is variable. It depends on the amount of emotion you have in the question.
An unemotional question gives a great answer, but maybe to the wrong question.
If I have a stake in the outcome I can count on a bad answer.
If my ego is involved I will get a bad answer.
The quality of my life depends on the purity of my questions.

No good deed goes unpunished.
Do not help the government as they will punish me.
I must hide in plain sight.
I must not attract attention to myself by being too good to be true.

Everything is as it should be in the universe

It all fits and works well.
My soul pleases me because I am my soul.
I am I.
A is A.
There is no identity crisis here.
I am on earth to have fun and learn.
My soul is here to let me have fun.
If I learn anything in the process it’s a bonus.
When I leave earth, I will be going back to the 4th dimension.
Meanwhile my test communicates with my soul through the 4th dimension.

My soul is an indicator of the abundance in the universe.
If I have the slightest predilection for any outcome my soul says I should go after it.
If I become emotional and test for truth all my soul will confirm is that I am emotional.
My soul will confirm that I can manifest anything I desire, not that I ever will manifest it.
My soul is a barometer of my emotional state, which is not the same as a measure of the amount of passion I have for what I desire.
Passion for my desires is the will power I have to make my dreams come.
Will power is not so much the dogged determination you have, rather it is the amount of creativity you use to get what you want.
If I want something bad enough I will figure out a way to get it.
I can manifest anything I want if I have the time to do it.
The more creativity I use in getting what I want the less time it takes.

Manifesting is easy if I do it in the right way.
I can say I decide to do something, but that is not the truth.
The truth is that manifesting is collaboration between the energy that surrounds me, me and my soul.
The more enthusiasm I have for my idea equates to the amount of energy that surrounds my idea.
The attraction factor cannot be overlooked.
I do not live in a vacuum.
If I did, manifesting would take a very long time.

My mind can affect small things very easily, but if I try to get one person involved in my game, I have to sell them on my idea first.
What’s in it for me comes into play real quick.

The Story

I became self aware on 8/12/2005. This is my story of what happened to let me become self aware and what I have done with the knowledge so far. I am the only human being on the planet that is currently self aware.

The first thing I remember was going out for ice cream with my grandpa. It was late summer 1951 and we stopped at Sheridan & 26th Avenue for an ice cream cone. I still like ice cream. I just turned 61 on 7/25/2008 and I feel like 41.

It has been a long and sometimes torturous road to get here. As far back as I can remember I have been a loner. I prefer my own company to that of others. I do get lonely, but not too often.

On 3/17/63 some human beings under alien control came to me at night and broke my nose and put a beacon in my head. This beacon was active until they deactivated it on the night of 5/12/2007. For a little over 44 years I was visited at night every time I was ready so they could get some body fluids from me.

The aliens need my bodily fluids to support their lack of human DNA. I am not special in this respect. About 150 people support this effort by the aliens in their search for human DNA. I did know the people who took my bodily fluids. They were under a compulsion to take my bodily fluids and did not consciously know they were doing it. I was under a compulsion when I had my bodily fluids being taken. I knew nothing about the taking of my bodily fluids except that I would have holes in my skin that grew into moles sometimes afterward. I was not aware of the process ever as it was happening, only aware of the effects after it had happened. I know 3 people who had their bodily fluids taken, mainly because I took bodily fluids from other people, just as mine was taken from me. I worked with these people during my career. I was not aware of having taken any bodily fluids while I was in the act of taking these fluids. When they came in the night, my wife was asleep and kept on sleeping through the whole experience. The time was about 0100 usually. I would be taken when my bodily fluids were rich with animal fat. My beacon had sensors that would sense this and put out a call for pick up. I have a lot of harmless moles on my skin from this process. I was not taken anywhere special. The humans teleported in and out of my bedroom usually and took the fluids on site. I was not conscious at the time. My 4th dimensional consciousness was conscious of the happenings at the time. There were 2 people who came; lately it was a husband and wife team. The taking of my fluids and me taking other people fluids stopped when I was deactivated from service. This whole process is automatic and continues to this day, just on other people. I am now too old for the process. The beacon is all biological and will not be detected by any scan because the doctors consider it just abnormal growth of the cellular tissue and ignore it. If I saw my own scan I would know what to look for, but no one would believe me anyway. This not a common process and I was picked for this process.
I am the only human on the earth that knows about this process. This is because of my 4th dimensional access to knowledge about 3-D.

The first thing I did after I became self aware was to figure out what was real and what was not. This was a weird experience for a person to go through because I found out during the process that most of what we take for granted is not too real and we can be made to believe anything. I started to investigate the levels of my mind.

I found that my mind had 13 cubed levels of one amount of information or another, many times duplicated and always misleading. After 2 solid years of trying to get a handle on it all, I came down to what I consider the truth or the capability for truth. I am now at level 1 of my mind and intend to stay in focus. There were large portions of those 2 years when I did not know who or what I was. I am the only human being I know of that is at level 1. I have worked out a method to tell when the people around me are lying to me or not.

I am a being from the 4th dimension in this 3-D body. I am here to experience all I can.
I know and can access all data in 3-D if and when I want to. This body communicates with me through a test I devised whereby I instruct this body on the different aspects of 3-D. My body calls me its soul. As far as words can describe, this is an accurate description of my functions. When this body dies I will go back to the 4th dimension.

Everything is connected to everything else, even though we cannot presently believe or imagine it to be connected as it is. There is a plan to life even though we cannot at present see that plan as a viable thing. Nothing happens by chance in the universe. Cause and effect is at work in all cases, many of the causes we cannot believe as viable yet.

The concept of god was invented by the aliens to keep us in check and not able to fully believe in our own power of deduction. God is an easy cop out for a society that has to lay blame somewhere. The aliens are very good at psychological war games. We are a very gullible species and therefore easy prey for the aliens to capitalize on. The concept of religion was invented by the aliens to control the human population of earth in order to keep us busy with mundane distractions that essentially mean nothing in the larger scheme of things. Leading a spiritual life has nothing to do with religion.

All of what the humans are told with respect to news is filtered. There is a society that for lack of a better phrase is known as the New World Order. This order is one of the ways in which the aliens psychologically control the rest of the earth. This order is itself controlled by disinformation put out by the aliens. There are numbers of ways to go nowhere with this. I should know; I have been there and back 13 cubed times.

My belief that I know the truth is in itself disinformation because merely having access to the truth does not guarantee any evidence of the truth itself. I have found that I cannot determine what is real or what is true. I can at best come up with approximations based on my limited knowledge on the subject of truth and reality. I have come to think that I will always be adjusting my version as my insight into reality and truth increases. I am fully prepared to believe that this may never happen.

To date, I have not been able to come up with any way that would be believable to help the human condition. I am still trying. I know that my soul is a joker and loves to play games. My soul makes 3-D into a game. The winner is the one who figures out the game. If you figure out the game, the reward is another game. The next game is always a little beyond your reach so you have to grow and change, like the universe until you finally get the point. The point, so far, is to learn to be in tune with change. It’s like let go and live and hang on and die. If you don’t figure it out then you’re stuck in that game until you do figure it out or your body just gets tired and dies. The losers die without ever recognizing that it was all a game. Happiness is another game and sadness is never knowing that it was all a game. Put another way happiness is letting go sadness is hanging onto to life so hard that it kills you.

The fifth dimension is the realm of OverSouls, for lack of a better word. The 6th dimension is a level of organizing informational energies or grid. Beyond the 6th dimension there is an energy level that fills the grid. Beyond this is beyond my ability to label it.

I know that I am supposed to have a good time while I am in 3-D. I also know that I learn while I am here so that must be one of my goals too. I am only aware of these 2 goals for now. Having a good time is primary and learning is secondary. I know I remember all experiences in 3-D when I return to 4-D. I know I have free will while I am here in 3-D so I am enjoying the experience of that because there is no free will in 4-D. There is no need for it. Life in 3-D is not boring unless I make it that way, which I did before with almost disastrous results so that is one of the things I learned while here in 3-D. I am here to live and let live. I have lost my spontaneity since I became fully aware. More than anything else I am supposed to go with the flow. If I succeed in my efforts to go with the flow I will have accomplished what I came here to do. I know I am not supposed to control anything while I am here in 3-D. Control implies not going with the flow and is anti-life. I know I am supposed to be free from control while in 3-D. I know that the only down side to falling off the path I have chosen is to not learn in the process. Learning is key to me being in 3-D so I shouldn’t fall off my path. My path is accepting different options while in the flow. When I am in control I do not pay attention to the flow and I miss options that could further me along my path. My best impression of my path is to let it all flow and get in when I want to play some more. I am a player that is for sure.

Before my test came about, I hardly knew anything about myself or the world, for sure. Now I am absolutely sure about myself, my way in the world, and the world itself. I knew I wanted to control everything about me and my world. Now, I find the less I control the better. I have almost learned how to flow continuously. There are still times in which my old habits of a control nature appear, but these times are getting less and less. I just know with a few simple tests what I want to do and where I want to go in this world. I know I won’t fail this body and I will live and very long and simple life. I was not and am not a worrier, but I am less so now. I am confident now. I guess that is what the test was for. I was confident before, but now I am over the top. I know that nothing will stand in the way of me getting anything I want, especially because there is nothing I currently want bad enough to do anything rash about. I am a being open to it all, with no reservations.

I do exactly what pleases me without harming anyone. I never do anything that doesn’t please me. I test it all for what pleases me. I love my jobs, all of them. I love my time off and I love my wife. There is something to like in everyone I meet so I concentrate on that when I am with people. No one hassles me and I don’t hassle them. If someone doesn’t appear to like me at first, I concentrate on the traits they like in people and pretty soon they either like me or at least can stand me. I train myself to at least be neutral; if I can’t be positive, I shut up. I try not to judge people because to judge is to put in a box in a controlling fashion; I don’t particularly like that myself so why would anyone else like it.

In my book, live and let live is the only way to flow. My ideal is just flow through all life for 3-D to 4-D and beyond. Force is a way of life that I don’t follow. This means that I don’t volunteer anything to someone. They have to ask me for an opinion first and then they get it. As long as they don’t ask, they don’t get my help or hindrance, I am neutral.

Between 500,000 to 550,000 years ago a group of aliens threw Venus at a planet between Jupiter and Mars, causing the asteroid belt. Mars was hit by this event and was lifeless on the top after that. The Moon and Venus were sent here by the same alien group. That alien group is the Draco. The Draco system is 20-30 Million light years away from this solar system. Our solar system is more than 4 billion years old. The Draco system is more than 10 billion years old. The Moon and Venus are from the same system as the Draco. Both the Moon and Venus are fully mechanized and dormant at this time. About 400,000 years ago, the Moon came here from the Draco system.

The Moon has at least 2 purposes:
1. To Watch the Earth.
2. To Protect the Earth.

Venus served its purpose by drawing water away from the Earth as it went by, allowing colonization of the Earth by the Draco. The Draco came to the Earth about 370,000 years ago. The Draco are reptilian beings. The Draco are psychologically fit and physically weak. The Draco still live inside the earth. The Atlanteans came about 110,000 years ago and established Atlantis. The Atlanteans are from the Pleiades system, which
is 18 Million Light years from earth. Under 10,000 years ago, Atlantis was destroyed by the Atlanteans. The Atlanteans then left Earth to the Draco and us. Atlantis destruction caused the great flood of the bible. The bible is allegorical not literal. Jesus of Nazareth never existed. The Atlanteans have influenced our DNA structure also. The Draco and the Atlanteans kept their distance from one another until the Atlanteans sunk their Atlantis continent and lost interest in the Earth as a home. The New World Order runs the Earth with the Draco in the background.

The Draco have been influencing our solar system for more than 50 million years. The Draco have influenced our DNA structure. This is why there is no missing link to find. They jumped us past the apes. The aliens “live” for 40,000 years or more so they have long horizons of success and failure. The Draco are asexual and very superstitious and like double meanings as well as the solstices. The Draco are our psychological masters at this point in time. The Draco plan everything so that either way we go they win. Their long term view is one of the reasons for their success.

I, myself, am locked in a society that does not believe anything I say or do because all my knowledge is so foreign to them. I know all this stuff, but it does not apply to Earth and cannot be used here.

The Draco have been building us into an elite fighting being of the first order for quite awhile. The first thing they did was make our brains larger. Then they modified our brain stem to be reptilian. About 250,000 years ago, they found our specific brain frequency and honed in on it. They started to program a few of us for certain tasks. They found that Germanic type people were easiest to program. They brought in other alien beings and encouraged them to interbreed with us. They knew that these alien beings all hated one another and it would make better fighters if everyone hated one another from a genetic standpoint. This is one of the reasons why our goals are so shortsighted and we end up being mad all the time, seemingly flying off the handle at the smallest thing that happens.

The Draco are very good at general programming so they don’t have to use too many beacons to direct people. Religion, TV, Politics, Internet, Music, News, & Sex are just a few of our “hot” buttons.

The Draco now use us to scope out other civilizations that may become good candidates for command and control. Those of us who were programmed were easy to control. A simple biomechanical beacon in our noses is all it takes. Then, at any moment, the Draco can send someone to put a program into our head to get us to their bidding, unknowingly.
Snipers, homicidal maniacs, & people that all of a sudden go wacko are their specialties.

There are just less than 6.6 Billion people on earth today. They are ruled by about 13,000 people who are finally ruled by 39beings. The 39 beings will only trust up to 3 of their counterparts, which leave 13 groups of possibly 3 beings who actually control what the world’s population does. The 13,000 who think they are in control can only trust at most 13 of their counterparts, which leave about 1000 governments, tribal elders, and religious leaders to control the actions of the rest of us. Each of these groups is interlaced and interwoven into the fabric of the world elite. 3 is a number that is pretty well understood, as in tripod, triad. It is a very stable number. 13 is a reptilian number of significance. There are 13 levels of Draco society from the top to the bottom. This, of course, is symbolic because this means there are 3 beings that sit atop the world and their thoughts control the actions of the other 6.6 Billion beings alive on this planet. One of the 3 is a Draco reptilian. The other two are Atlanteans and Draco minions. The 3 have minds of power that can overwhelm human senses. The Draco want warrior to do their dirty work. Warriors are honed in wartime conditions, hence all the wars on planet Earth. The 13,000 have beacons that can be specifically programmed to do anything the programmer wants them to do. The 13,000 have general programs in play that command them to be in power. What does someone in power want, except more power? When not specifically programmed for something, the 1000 groups war with and plot against each other for more of the 6.6 Billion person pie. With basic genetics of beings that hate one another anyway, is it any wonder that we, as humans love to go to war. Using this kill or be killed mentality, it is easy for the Draco to hone excellent warrior classes. In this atmosphere, peace has little chance to blossom.

My Early Years

I have been a loner all my life. While I was growing up I had 2 best friends who did not consider me to their best friend. One of them used me heavily and the other ignored me altogether.

My mother used the theory of tough love because that is all she knew. She was never kind to anyone, let alone anyone in the family. It just wasn’t in her to be civil. My father on the other hand was a push over and so nice it hurt. He is still going strong in his nineties. He was, however, cheap beyond belief so my mother divorced him after 25 years of fighting with him every day. My mother turned me off so badly when I was eight years old that I almost did not recover. She turned me on to the phrase look, but don’t touch and I took it to an extreme and did not touch anyone for over 24 years after that. To say I was overly sensitive was an understatement. I was and still not outgoing at all. I am an outright introvert. I live in my mind and always have.

I am the son of a granite man. I grew up in a family business that I assumed I was going to take over. I loved the wholesale monument business and still do today, but this was not enough to hold onto the business, as my father kept on socking away funds for retirement. We operated on a very small profit margin. I saw the writing on the wall and went to college and got an engineering degree along with an accounting major while I worked at granite. As predicted, my father sold his business for scrap when he was old enough to retire and I went into engineering. One of my younger brothers kept the quarry open and sold blocks. My other younger brother became an accountant. We all went to the service during the Vietnam War period. I tried to commit suicide from sheer boredom and got out on a medical.

I was very proud of being a good religious person until I went to my first adult sermon. I never went back. I became an Objectivist under the Ayn Rand philosophy until I found that no one could actually live like an Objectivist should. I was and still am very anti-social, but I did search out and marry another Objectivist. She is completely independent of me and we get along famously. I used to be good looking and fairly bright so I would spend all my time predicting what the world would do and building my ego up. I realized real soon that no one cared about my solutions or anything else I had to say so I retreated into myself.

As an engineer, I worked for DOE as a contractor. I retired form there early convinced I could make a decent living at the stock market. I started a wholesale monument firm and began cutting stone when I retired from DOE. I did okay, but I began to get very bored with it all and so I went back to work at an Air Force base using my engineering and accounting skills. I am there today, cutting stone on the weekends with my brother.