High I.Q. does NOT equal Smart

Alas...It looks like my best friend is being pulled away from everything he used to care about, and unfortunately that includes me.

I've mentioned him before, he's the guy who's marrying the chick who ruined his credit and such. I've spent hours and hours talking to him, just trying to convince him to just save something (because her past shows that she's going to break his heart and leave him with nothing) for his future. But now he's turned his back on his parents, his sister, his job, his home, and I'm starting to lose him too...

He's moving to a town that is a 6-hour drive from here, quitting his job 1 year from retirement, and selling his house...just so his new wife can be closer to her mother. SHEESH!!!!!!!

He and I used to get thogether every-other weekend for a full night of grilled meat, sodas, and movies...but now we can't even have that because when she comes home she takes over with her whining...and crying...and bitching...and begging for attention...

Now, normally I wouldn't mind her coming home and demanding attention from her fiancee, but she does it after swearing that she'll be staying at her sister's house so we can have some time to do something we've been doing for almost 8 YEARS!!!!

And with her already keeping him from talking to me (even on the phone), it looks like it won't be long before I'm in the market for a new best friend...

Any takers???

Guns or Sneakers???

Those of you who know me, probably are already familiar with my vision of America's future, but for those of you who aren't, allow me to explain...

There are way too many people in this country (USA) who are constantly complaining about losing this right or that...or they complain that criminals have all the freedom...or they whine about privacy or government intrusion...but you know what they all have in common?

FEAR

These people, who make up about 75% of America's population, are afraid that their semi-dispised, semi-loved, semi-free country will eventually become a semi-dictatorship. Unfortunately, I don't think that is where we're headed...

The threat to America doen't come from the government, but rather from the people who are complaining about it. "But complaining doesn't do anything," you say...you may be right, but what is ALWAYS the eventual step to follow complaints? Action. These people who are complaining about gun rights, invasion of privacy, reduction of liberties, smoking bans, and other things are going to take actions that will cause so much internal fighting (yes, with guns) that outside threats, who previously thought America to be strong and united, will use the opportunity to do their damage and cripple this country!!!!

*...So now on to my point for the day... *

I gave my vision so that I could ask this question: If such a disaster is actually coming to the USA, then would it not make sense to try to do something about it before it happens? Or perhaps we should all just get a gun so that we will be able to lock ourselves in our homes while everything caves in around us? Or better yet, let's all go repopulate Mexico and Canada!!!!!

Are we there yet?

In 1885 Nietzche was writing a book titled Thus Spoke Zarathustra, and in this book a soothsayer makes a prediction. Keep in mind that this was written 120 years ago...

"--And I saw a great sadness descend upon mankind. The best grew weary of their works. A doctrine appeared, accompanied by a faith: 'All is empty, all is the same, all has been!' And from all the hills it echoed:'All is empty, all is the same, all has been!' Indeed we have harvested: but why did all our fruit turn rotten and brown? What fell down from the evil moon last night? In vain was all our work; our wine has turned to poison; an evil eye has seared our fields and hearts. We have all become dry; and if fire should descend on us, we should turn to ashes; indeed, we have wearied the fire itself. All our wells have dried up; even the sea has withdrawn. All the soil would crack, but the depth refuses to devour. 'Alas, where is there still a sea in which one might drown?' thus are we wailing across shallow swamps. Verily, we have become too weary even to die. We are still waking and living on--in tombs."


My question:

If this is so old, how can it be so accurate today???

The candle's flame

I hate smoking, and I also hate being in the presence of a smoker (even when they aren't smoking, they still stink). So as you can picture my state when I found out that the smoking ban on the public places of the city had passed. Of course the smokers fought it with a petition, but since they were 150 votes shy, it failed...and once again I was thrilled.

Unfortunately, the smokers of this crap box of a city don't pay the ban any attention whatsoever...they know that they are forbidden from lighting up in public buildings, and yet I am still forced to hold my breath in hallways and breath through a cloth in waiting rooms. So once I became so upset I formulated a plan...

I say to hell with these inconsiderate jerks...if they insist on smoking around me in places where it is banned, then I can be free to do equally (and far more legal) offensive things around them. So I bought the most horrible bathroon sanitizing spray I could find (it smells like a skunk farted into a tub of rotten lemons) and now I spray it towards smokers when they puff at me!!!

HA HA HA...Gotcha bastards!!!!!!

Funeral Pre-Mortus

My friend is getting married...so now his life will be ruined...

I realize that what I just said probably sounds harsh (or even mean), but the fact is that My friend (we'll call him Clark Kent) is in love with what can only be described as a hell-spawned demon (we'll call her Lois Lane).

Let me explain, since I will probably be getting a few flames if I don't. Clark is one of the sweetest, kindest men on the planet..."Who isn't?" you say...I've NEVER met anyone as kind and caring as Clark, which is why he's my best friend.

A few years ago Clark fell in love with a friend (Lois) who had just gotten a divorce from her second husband (with whom she had 4 daughters). He helped get through the divorce, comforted her in her days of sorrow, and held her when she was declared an unfit mother. But as soon as she recovered from this soul-crushing blow, she ran out on Clark and found husband number 3. Though the third marriage was short-lived (only a couple of years), Lois and Mr. 3 managed to completely destroy Clark's credit through co-sighnings, repossesions, and theft. And sure enough, when it was over between Lois and Mr. 3, lois ran back to Clark crying.

But this time when Lois and Clark got back together it wasn't just for comforting. Clark gave Lois a Saturn, his heart, and anything else she asked for. But there turned out to be a catch...Now Clark was faced with the fact that Lois had to have major surgery in order to live (a surgery that she had known about for 15 years). So Clark proposed marriage and she "reluctantly" agreed on the condition that they wait a few years first (this was in June). The surgery was over less than a week ago, and now they are getting married on December 31st. But wait!!! There's more...

Before they get married later this year, Lois has told Clark that they will BOTH sell their homes and quit their jobs (Clark is only a year from retirement) so that they can move 300 miles and she can be closer to her mom. Isn't that sweet?

So to recap: Clark is marrying a serial bride who already killed his credit, robbed him blind, broke his heart, and is now taking his retirement and his home away.They are moving away from Clark's family and friends to be closer to hers. Oh, and Lois managed to drive a HUGE wedge between Clark and his father.

So now if Lois and Clark get a divorce, Clark will have NOTHING!!!! No job, no house, no money, N-O-T-H-I-N-G...

And THAT is why my best friend is doomed...Any questions?

A new super hero

Wouldn't it be great if there were USABLE super heroes? I mean, yes, it would be nice to have the known ones running around being goodie-goodies, but they would still only be doing what they do in comic books. And last time I checked, the US government was doing a fine job on the whole overkill hunting thing.

What I'm talking about is a super hero that will ACTUALLY make a difference for everyone...Like someone who can de-corrupt politicians, build a true democracy where PEOPLE have the power, or maybe even just find a decent candidate for the white house. That's it!!!! We need a new type of politician...one who will be honest, effective, and fair...one who will keep their personal affairs out of their work...one who will stand up to big business and congress in order to do what is RIGHT...

Who am I kidding? America is only going to get worse as long as the current system is in place. We don't have a democracy, we have an elite selection of poker buddies who do what is in THEIR best interests...and to hell with the rest of the country's needs.

SO I suppose our new super hero has to be a whole new government...one truely OF, BY, and FOR the people!!! 'Cause what we got aint workin'!!!!!

Fate's Vengance

Fate once walked with everyone,
But the fate said, "What the hell?"
Fate looked around and we were gone,
We left an empty shell.
The world had abandoned fate,
At least that's what it thought.
Now we the people want fate back...


...But fate prefers we rot.

Impudent Locals

There are alot of things that annoy me, but the one that I'm going to mention tonight is number 2 on my list. I live in a moderately small city (65,000 peeps) in the deep south (US). And this town happens to have sidewalks on most streets (as do many towns of this size). So how come the majority of the pedestrian population doesn't know where to find these cement walkways? I was recently granted an answer to this boggle.

I managed to avoid hitting a group of EIGHT teenage boys in the street with my car today as I came around a bend in the road where they were walking in a spread formation down the street. But rather than blow my horn or swear at them, I chose to approach them as a reporter for the local paper (I'm not anymore, but I still have my credentials) with a survey.

My question to them was, "Why do you feel that the streets of ____________ are a safe place to walk?"

This was the response (word for word) that I was given:

"It aint 'bout being safe, it's 'bout the white man tryin' to control da black man by makin' dem walk on sidewalks while the damn crackers is out drivin' Ferraris and S*#^. So it's like the responsibilty of black folks to show them racist crackers that we aint goin' to be controled no more."

Now how much sense does that make??? Leave it to the people of this town to make using sidewalks a racial issue!!!

Orbiting the Abyss

A friend made a remark last night, "You never write about who you really are" He said. So I felt that it was time for the reveal as it were.

In order to really know me, you must first understand WHAT I am and where I come from. For years, I was a traveler...I never stayed in a country for more than a year consecutively, until I moved here. I have now lived here for 10 years, and have only been out of the state 8 times. So I find that, because my work keeps me here most of the time, my universe has been growing smaller.

Now all I can do to keep the walls of eternity at bay is to write about what lies beyond them. One of those things is now the interest of my life, someone who can read these words, and has never been closer to my soul. She writes like she knows everything that lies in my heart, and yet she only knows me through this medium.

I write not only to save myself however, I also write so that she may come to know me in a deeper sense than that which she has already been exposed to through chat. This woman who teaches to so many, and shares her words with the universe...she has become a driving force in my life.

So now my soul has formed a balance between my working life, and my drive to talk to her...

And that is who I am...At least most of the time...Ciao.

Incidental Dreaming

Have you ever had a dream that preceded reality and contained almost entirely accurate details? I had one last night, and although it was nothing more than a dream about waking up, it was still something worth contemplating. Was it simply that my mornings had become so predictable that it was that easy to know what awaited me? Or was it that time had already passed (once again, assuming that time exists)? I think instead that it was that it never happened at all...not in my dream or in reality.

After all, isn't reality just another word for common perception? Isn't everything, no matter how obvious, still under observation? Or have we become so complacent in our lives to the point where matter and light are taken for universal truths?

I pose that if nobody ever tries to split a galaxy with their dreams, then the galaxy will never be split. If nobody eats the yellow snow, then why is it gone in the morning?

Beat that with your cyberhammer!

Misplacing Eternity

...And so I ask, has anyone ever seen eterninty? What makes people so certain that it exists? Is there actually time outside of our own concepts? Perhaps it is only us that experience time. When you think about it, does it really make sense that time can go on forever? What happens when there is no life to document it?

Wouldn't it be equally as likely that time doesn't exist at all, and that what we know as existence is merely a fluke? And if that were the case, would it not seem that when the error is discovered we may be stripped of our brief existence completely?

But then who's to say that we even exist now? There is the possibility that we are fictional characters in a short story...

Hmmm...........

A flame of doubt

Today I was approached by a young man who claimed to be working for my competition. He told me of a plot to steal an influential client, and although my response was almost instant, what I said was burned into my thoughts for the rest of the day. Unwittingly, I gave myself a new outlook on my business.

I told that young man that If my clients are seduced by his boss, then I haven't done my job very well. Later on, I began to think about that quick response...then I realized that it rings true in most aspects of life. If someone (anyone) is willing to leave you in business, love, friendship, or whatever, then there must have been a problem there to start with.

So with that thought, it only makes sense to evaluate all of your relationships and determine if ANYTHING external could pull them away. If you believe that there is a possibility, then you still have time to make corrections.

My mentor once told me, "Every life has a bond to every other, these bonds are unbreakable from the outside without internal degredation."

And so it begins...

Often I find myself changing focus during my meditations, but lately it happens almost instantly. Someone with whom I've shared less than a single brief glance has captured a small piece of my soul. And although it's small, it's still a very important piece.

She has stolen my very core, and although I may never see her again, she will hold it for as long as I have the words that she writes. Yes, she's a writer, but not just any...she holds the power to bend the very universe with her pen. Every word that escapes her mind onto the page is like a chisle that is quietly sculpting my world around me.

I'm not certain as to whether it is her existence or her words that have bound my thoughts to her, but I do know that nobody has ever moved me in such a way as she.

And can a lesson be learned from this? Yes, there's always something somewhere that can get you when you least expect it.

"If we have our own why of life, then we can get by with almost any how."

Cascading Dreams

In the wake of yesterday's tragedy I find many people comparing it to 9/11. But the question I pose is, If the IRA have been bombing the UK for years, then why does one terrorist attack warrant so much attention?

I think it's being made into such a big stink because of WHO did it rather than WHAT was done. If it had been some Irish freedom fighter, we in America never would have heard about it, but since it was supposedly people from the middle east it's plastered on every major network.

Yes, it was horrible. Yes, people died. Yes, my prayers are with them. But don't act like it hasn't already been happening over there! CNN has just given the middle eastern terrorists more power than the IRA, how do you think that makes them feel?

Peace, OUT!

Finding Truth

How can it feel so strange to want to understand those who don't even know you exist? In reality everyone is always aware of your presence, they just don't actually care what outcome may befall you. In the words of Quinn C, "Just because you're standing on me it doesn't mean you feel me." There are so many ways to communicate, all it takes is to reach out and smack them in the head with some form of words.

I'll never forget my first crush...I met her in 5th grade, and she drew me like a like a bug to a windscreen (with much the same outcome). But all it took was a song to win her heart...after her boyfriend pulverized me into a sticky mush. That's how I know that words (and sometimes music) have the power to expel demons and spark the flames of life.

That's a wrap for this evening...mine is but to serve.

This New World

Ever since I got off the boat of indifference, it has occured to me that this world has far more to offer than daydreams and minimum wage. Now each breath I take is filled with a whole new life, a presence of clarity that I've never known. Many who read this will already have experienced that feeling, and from many different causes. But for me it's all because I've realized that beauty can be found in everything...even a rotten and condemned building can hold the most astounding secrets withing its walls.

And just as surely as that beauty can be found in all things, so can evil. That is my clarity...that is my truth. For now I have seen with all of my eyes, and now I have felt a cause. Some may call it religion, others may call it insanity, while others still may know it simply as life...to me it is just a feeling.

And so the rambling ceases for the night...Abruptly, like life.