Twice in a row, this has happened and it is starting to make me feel uneasy.
I can make it rain or snow.
First time, maybe a coincidence?
Been kind of nice out, should stay that way.
Second time, a fluke perhaps?
Checked the forecast, looked outside, no precipitation upcoming for a week.
Almost afraid to do it a third time. ….
As I said, I can make it rain or snow and all I’ve had to do each time is……
.
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. . . Wash my car.
Spooky isn’t it.
Drive to the gym, park as close to the entrance as possible, so you can go “workout” ?
Are you tired of the following phrase?
Most powerful man/office in the world
Potus. Really?
How could someone so beholden to so many different people, groups, ideas, corporate interests, military industrial complexes, taxes, the media, their children, their spouse, perceptions, misperceptions, reputations, traditions, future, past, present, weather, catastrophes, pandemics, race, sex, culture, religions, ethics, laws, truths, lies, diet, exercise have any power at all?
Do you really think that a puppet with that many strings attached has any power whatsoever, without one pulling in one direction and almost immediately another pulling in another direction?
To me, the most powerful person / entity on the planet would be a teacher. One that could guide and enlighten without punishing and leading the student to learn by letting it be their idea.
“Supreme ” court . That’s not working either.
Supreme is derivative of superiority and that is simply not helping our collective evolution.
Also, the notion of court is also going to the wayside too. Since that is a venue of “legal” matters. Declaring something to be illegal has never prevented a reoccurrence of an unwanted act or behavior.
How about a Fair Gathering
Friendly And Inclusively Reasonable
Goodness And Talent Helping Everyone Re-evolve Into Natural Greatness.
And
Changing it up, we could replace the “court” with 12 healers and teachers.
6 females 6 males, including one of each transgender
12 different races, representing 12 different belief rationales.
Yes 12, wouldn’t need a tie breaker, if people were reasonable. Besides none of it, of course, would be set up to punish, but heal and enlighten.
Otherwise, this myopic view of “Supreme” leads to;
It’s my way, or the highway.
Never mind, I chose the highway.
I’m just throwing this mind litter out of the window should anyone randomly pick it up for their perusal and either put it to good use or deposit it properly in the nearest landfill.
A questionable sentence.
We can’t have a female president, they have “periods”.
What a bloody shitty notion about not having a female Potus.
While maybe not on consecutive days, there are times each month when the “flow” of my colon is a bit restricted, and my temperament is not exactly all sunshine and daisies either. Granted, I’m not running for president though.
I guess if “periods” are some people’s sexist reasoning for not having a female Potus, then the only other logical criteria for having a male president is that he gets elected for the amount of fiber he has in his diet.
Otherwise, if his finger is on the “nuclear” button and he is not “regular” we all could be in trouble.
Quick, let’s get a “broad” in there, immediately. I mean that in the nicest possible Archie Bunker-esque way.
I know, according to some dictionaries “broad” might seem derogatory, however I’d like to think it as positive and not subjected to the predominantly masculine presence of the letters used in the description of the words: female, she and women.
Besides, as much as I’d probably like not to admit it, women, females, hmmmm, bipedal egg producing mammalian earthlings, seem to be a lot better at multitasking, are better with compassion and empathy and certainly “broads” have much better memories, are more creative and nurturing.
See, more obnoxious written inspiration, divine inspiration would have edited the above to say the same thing in a more effective, kinder, cleaner, less sexist way to make such an enlightened post that men all over America would drop that first line, not only from their thinking, but from the depths of their soul.
Happy Voting.
Nature
I think my paranoia comes from having read “1984” in 1984 along with listening and absorbing Styx’s “Kilroy Was Here”, which was certainly mirroring society’s “crackdown” on dissention and dissented thought. Anyone remember the PMRC?
Which sequentially followed,
Nurture
Growing up, spending a lot of time at my parents business, where, in their respective offices, had two way mirrors, so they could observe their employees.
Of which, I essentially became one of them. Hey, Angelo is just tall enough to empty garbage cans, ash trays, dust desks and vacuum. Let’s keep the little fellow busy so he stays out of our hair.
Constantly under the constant monitoring (or perceived monitoring, since one could never actually know when one might be observed ).
Yeah, that’s the kind of self scrutiny a six year old should be subjected to.
After posting this, not long after did I “stumble” upon an Iron Maiden song that I’ve heard before, enjoyed but never really examined the lyrics. (Shout out to Shazam)
Granted, it is a bit over dramatic (I’m not knowingly “tortured” by a thousand “souls”, however, the rest seemed to fit, and I’m all for trying to recognize and utilize “synchronicity”.
It seems to be a close lyrical proximation, as to why i write this blog.
I’m just trying to find out who I am and not the shell of a human being, cold and detached as I feel. Knowing that the “someone to save me” is myself.
Let me tell you about my dreams
Let me tell you about the things that happen
Let me tell you of my hope
Of my need to reach the sky
Let me take you on an awkward journey
Let me tell you why
Let me tell you why
Why should these curses be laid upon me
I won’t be forgiven ’till I can break free
What did I do to deserve all this guilt
Pay for my sins with the sale of my soul
My hopes are gone, reach for heaven from hell
My sins are many, my guilt is too heavy
The question of knowing of how then what I know
Things I don’t want to see
The lives of a thousand souls
Weigh heavy down on me
I know they’re crying for help reaching out
The burden of them will take me down as well
The sin of a thousand souls not died in vain
Reincarnate still in me live again
Someone to save me
Something to save me from myself
To bring the salvation
To exorcise this hell
Someone to save me
Something to save me from myself
To bring the salvation
To exorcise this hell
Backwards thinking or effective reasoning ?
If I can resist the temptation to not do something I don’t want to do,
than certainly I can resist the temptation to do anything I feel like doing. Right?
A Jeopardy question to the answer.
A barely perceptible side to side hand gesture,
practically guaranteed not to garner a response.
Under category of Nonsense for $500..
Words are important and according to dictionaries “mean” something. At least something that the social collective has “agreed” to.
Criminal. Morally wrong
Justice. Process to judge
System. Group of parts that work together.
Criminal Justice System =
Morally wrong process to judge, by groups working together.
That is how the world we live in now, is set up. No?
Suspending disbelief for a moment, let us take a ride down the intergalactic mind highway to a place where, not only is anything possible, but everything is possible.
Sign post up ahead. You are entering the Utopia Zone.
I understand the system left behind may have originated with good intentions. However, from this perspective, we can clearly see, it is not working. If prisons worked, there wouldn’t be any. Certainly there’d be less of them and society would stop building more.
One of the reasons, and I could be wrong, is that it seems to be, biblically based. You know, that whole god fearing bullshit.
Therefore, we are looking for an outcome, that will best serve humanity’s evolution.
How about a system of reasonable, loving and fair guidance?
And yes, systems have a way of dehumanizing, lets try ?
I might need some help here. …. hmmmm.
(Shows you how deep we are ingrained in the current system)
Being enlightenment, caring, knowing omniscient neuroscience.
BECKON (okay, was going for something else, but ended up using words to help form a useless acronym).
We are looking for morally inspired human beings. Are we not?
The punishment system is not working, otherwise it’s only eye for an eye, till the whole world is blind.
Somehow though, “It applies to everybody but me”. 5fm
Mostly, other people’s kids, regardless of age, it is deemed as society’s collective responsibility being “necessary” to “correct” and or “punish” their behavior.
Side note, “Correction Centers”. Nice euphemism, these people aren’t incorrect, they’re misguided. Whose to say whose “correct”?
Most of the prison population, are incarcerated for “drug” violations.
Unfortunately the source of that can apply to you or me. Just, because it is in place. With other laws set up primarily to “punish” individuals. Besides, some of the punishments aren’t even set up to stop “wrong” behaviors, but rather city coffers revenue enhancement.
Instead, there are buildings filled with people, called jails, courthouses and police stations which, collective purpose is to punish society’s “bad” individuals.
Let’s call it fot what it is, the “Punishment Industrial Complex”.
After all, since NIMBY is one of its origins, it’s good for the economy. Not In My Back Yard.
(You know, the economy, manifesting itself in stratospheric layers just to keep individuals “busy” doing “something”, mostly because there are, so many here.)
“People don’t want anything near them, even if it is something they believe in. Something, they think society needs, like prisons. Everybody wants more prisons, right, everybody wants more prisons.. Build more prisons, ……But, not here.
But why not, what’s wrong? What’s the problem? What’s wrong with having a prison in your neighborhood?
Seems to me, it would make it a pretty crime free area.” George Carlin
Prisons are generally built a ” reasonable ” distance from nearby cities.
Since they are illusory ” private ” companies, (it is still, your taxed dollars at work) there is now a ” market ” for ” criminals “.
Kind of like a reality decrepit version of Sim city, whereas that they are located at such a distance, so that visiting family members need a place to stay, eat and fuel. Hotels go up, then gas stations, restaurants, etc.
Next thing you know, a city has emerged, right in the back yard that nobody knowingly would have put it there in the first place. Ta da, see, good for the economy.
Criminals like politicians (oops, Freudian slip) do not pass through a membrane from a different dimension. They are bipedal mammalian oxygen breathing earth beings like everyone else.
Indoctrinated early on in their development, unfortunately by the very creatures that spawned them into this existence in the first place.
Usually, (and i will admit, this is an improvement) Go sit in the corner, (which beats getting struck, (nice pun, huh?)) isolate yourself, (from the “being” that allegedly loves you) focus on the negative (what you’ve done “wrong”) for such a time, until your disciplinarian arbitrarily decides for you to be “free” .
From there, peer influences. Playing “cops and robbers.”
Instead, could be playing “creativity and responsibility” games.
Right up to adulthood, where there is now a “Mob” museum.
In Las Vegas, which is interesting, however it seems to feed a viscous cycle of honoring behaviors, that if we were the “victim” of it, we’d want another outside source to “fix” it.
Whew, that was long, sorry. Best get back to my short attention span theater.
Inspired a long time ago by a comment, a Radio host Frank Sontag made along with my Carlinesque quest for questioning questionable things, (Wordings, ideas, concepts, notions, beliefs, etc..)
My dark cynicism evolved from being considered a Pollyanna with rose colored glasses for far too long……
Perhaps if I can purge just enough negativity, through this blog, I can find the proper balance.
After all, most of my earlier naysayers are gone, that or I tossed those glasses so far, everything became dark.
Freewill
Commanding my anger gene to be either recessive or non-existent.
Depends on where you are describing something from.
From a far distance, the bipedal mammals are considered Earthlings.
Closer, North Americans.
Closer, Californians
Closer, Los Angelians
Etc.
NASA’s next big announcement, the renaming of this planet.
Consume; as the third rock from the sun.
Inhabitants: consumers.
Occupation: consume.
Death: consumption.
Earth fit better when it used the tones and letters of mother as the bipedal inhabitants were spawned from it in the first place.
Now, said bipeds, have become unconscious eco terrorists hell bent on consuming themselves and their home.
Once again, I’m guilty too. This isn’t one finger pointing, but rather the three pointing back, expressed in such a way, that I too might learn to stop buying anything beyond necessities.
I also have no desire to live in a tent and shit in the woods with the bears, bugs, snakes and wolves.
Somewhere in between, lies the balance.
We’ll need a name for it though, so that we have something to strive for.
Looking at the world through a windshield. 