I avoid lines. In Canada, we have a coffee franchise called ‘Tim Hortons’. It is somewhat of a cult that has average human beings standing in lines for the majority of their adult life praying to the double double.
As I sip my coffee and contemplate the message, I can’t help but think of service. When I think religion, I think service. My first thought is that Tim Horton’s is serving all of these people. My second thought is that Tim Hortons is taking from all of these people and serves industry. “It’s just another corporate whore dancing for its master”, he says as the creamy coffee flavored beverage cascades down the inner center of his body.
I can imaging people growing their own food and learning to share the produce with one another. I can envision local farmers supplying meat, wheat and greater quantities to their communities. I can see the end of a fossil fueled era. I just cannot see the bridge from A to B.
Coffee time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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I walk through a field of dandelions knowing that soon the truck filled with the latest Monsanto chem will pass by. What would happen if we just let things be? Grass was originally a sign of English opulence but what does that mean these days to the guy who just worked 12 hours to come home to a fucking lawnmower?
dandelions can be made into tea or chewed as a cleanse for our livers. Perhaps, nature is telling us something. Perhaps not. dandelions can be made into wine (which is probably gross. I’ll stick with Shiraz thanks). For the record, I care not what happens to the dandelions but, I do wonder what would happen if we stopped fighting nature.
First, the dandelions would have their way. Next some other plant we call a weed would say hello, but inevitably we would live among the trees.
There is an evolutionary train of thought that claims that the intelligence of grass manipulated Man emotionally in order to beat out trees for spacial competition. I doubt it. I personally think that people in general just don’t think enough to make new thoughts. Somewhere in time, a new thought occurred and then the status quo raped it.
My point is this; you could spend a million dollars on the perfect lawn, only to have your neighbor fuck it up by not caring about dandelions.
Who is right? Who cares?
“I have better things to think about!!!” says the guy who just spent 15 minutes of his life posting about how people struggle against nature.
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As long as I was in Cincinnati and could not find WKRP, I thought that I would just take this bank home with me. These people clearly aren’t using the money properly anyway…
It took me about 10 minutes to take this picture because apparently I’m not completely over my fear of heights. The building that I am “grabbing” by the way, is 35 stories high and I was intimidated regardless of the nipple high railing keeping me safe on the Carew Tower.
There is a thought amongst psychologists that it isn’t so much the fear of falling as the fear that we will intentionally throw ourselves off due to lack of impulse control. Fuck me I’m glad I no longer indulge in LSD.
This bank is called the “Fifth Third Bank” which made me wonder if the Third Bank actually failed four other times and this was their last kick at the cat. Regardless, it is mine now and I’m gonna put the money to good use.
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As life progresses, it becomes clearer and clearer that it was not God that you trusted. Yes, you are the capital of bible belts and the ‘church on Sunday/asshole for the rest of the week’ attitude but you missed something important…
Trusting God.
You put most of your faith in patriotism, which has little to do with Christian actions and more to do with a nationalistic false identity that self-proclaims you as the chosen few. You put your faith in the government of man and his manipulative banking systems. Most are still unaware that the federal reserve is part of a private banking cartel that could care a less about the ‘chattel’ that is everyday people. You began the pursuit of happiness but only if it is self-exalting and ends with a collection of shiny toys or dominance over others.
In the end, your empire crumbles. Not because it is a natural cycle but because of misplaced faith, a lacking desire to truly understand and keeping your head in the sand while those you think you elect are supposed to be out for the best interest of all. You still believe that a new president or change from democratic to republican back to democrat will fix your problems for you. This is a lie.
The truth is that you trust no one now and you’re afraid of losing your toys. Those courageous humans that founded the vision for this country must be rolling in their graves.
Economies that are fueled by human greed and fear produced terrible fumes.
If you have but a mustard seed left of faith, start letting go of your legalistic, dogmatic, patriotic lies that have defined you and allow God back in, then you will begin to witness real change. Not the change that a puppet black president failed to provide but the change that happens when people, honest people, begin working and living for one another from a place of love, service and vulnerability. This is the trust that recognizes where we are at now and knows without a doubt that the one who created the whole show can use it all for the greatest good.
If we just let go of these limiting identities.
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I’m sitting in the Winnipeg International Airport waiting for my flight to Cincinnati. I have some time to spare so voila… a new blog post entry!!!
I made it through security unscathed with no rectal exam. I was in no mood for that kind of intimacy anyways.
After striking up several jovial conversations with every single agent that I encountered, I was reminded that we swim in a sea of connection. This is the new economy. Funny thing about that statement is that connectivity was always the economy. We just call it new.
As I write this, I take a moment to poke my head up from my laptop to notice three other laptop burrowers and several cell phone junkies. We’re born alone and we die alone but we make all sorts of amazing connections along the way. I’m okay with this because I believe that we take these connections with us from A to Beyond. Mark Zuckerburg wins with Facebook because he embraces this simple concept that people need to connect with something beyond themselves. The caution of this cyber-world unity however is that when the power goes down, we’re left with a billion people staring at blank screens as the true social anxious reality sets in.
In the spirit of that I encourage you to stop reading this and strike up some conversations today, even if these conversations are weather based. Smiles are spreadable and the world needs more smiles.
Gotta go. Flight time:)
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Is it the liberty of tax or the tax of liberty?
The most oxymoronically named business in the world goes to “Liberty Tax Service”.
I asked this guy permission before I took something from him; even if it was just his picture. At least of wasn’t demanding 30% of his labor efforts.
Most people do not seem to understand that 100% of income tax goes to pay interest to bond holders. The governments could just print the money by authorization of its people but, instead creates bonds, and exchanges them for ‘credit’. While this is happening, most people think that the tax they pay on their labor is going to roads, hospitals and the like but this is not the truth. It is to secure interest payments on labor bonds held by the IMF. To date, Canada has paid 148 billion on a 6 billion ‘loan’.
People who consider me to be a “tax protester” should re-read the above paragraph. When is enough, enough? What is the point of us (the people) employing politicians who lie to us while working to facilitate and perpetuate our slavery to an elite?
One of my favorite quotes is from Benjamin Franklin. ”He who trades liberty for security, deserves neither”.
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Culture is something that happens in God’s feces. I know this is true because I had to take a sample of my own shit into a lab for “culture testing”.
I find subtle humor in gansta culture. It is a 100% front to disguise the fact that each of these individuals feels weak, alone and scared. The solution of course is to gather with others of the same constitution and portray the facade that they are strong and threatening. Really, it is a big fucking joke.
Yo!!! I’m not dissin ma homies and I’m sure that five of these guys could kick my ass in a street fight but really, who are we kidding?
Temple Grandin points out in her book “Animals make us human” that the idea of a wolf pack is a misnomer. Wolves are family creatures. They had to form what humans call a “pack” to maintain order when removed from their birth families and placed together with other wolves. I suppose gansta life is the same but we humans have been given a neocortex and have the ability to choose beyond instinctual survival.
Yo Yo!!! I guess what I am ultimately saying here is that life doesn’t have to be about banding together for mere survival when we actually use the 3 lb lump of grey matter inside of our cranium.
What logic on Earth says that the solution to a problem is to become more of a problem?
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So I’ve been looking around these days and I have observed some peculiar situations. Human beings not only love to stand in line for things like coffee and paying traffic tickets, they are also quite content with these miseries. There seems to be a lot of oxymorons these days. Happiness in misery is one that still dumbfounds me. Problem solving with worry is another.
Security. People are secure in their own insecurities. I understand that change can be hard but why not live up to a challenge? Most people who I have observed (self included) have insecurities. It is a consequence of being human it seems. The problem is when we find a sense of security in these insecurities. It doesn’t make sense to any degree, but it is happening every single day. This choice is one that eludes most of us because we wouldn’t make it if we knew that we were choosing insecurity. If we truly saw it for what it was, then we’d stop.
Comfort. Are you comfortable? Discomfort is typically not desirable as our minds are primed to avoid pain. I’m not talking about the avoidance of a broken bone though. How many times do we avoid telling the truth, public speaking or taking a life changing opportunity because it might upset our comfort zone? I have a very simple solution for this; make being uncomfortable your new comfort zone. After all, you may only be here on Earth for one more month. Wouldn’t you be happier if you just went for it without hesitation? What is really preventing anyone from growing or going down a new path besides the familiar devils?
Riches. From what I have witnessed, I would report the following to the mother-ship: The beings here perceive their poverty as riches. They believe themselves to be in scarcity and do not recognize the inherent abundance or prosperity. It is a shame, really, because they live in a paradise yet, somehow believe themselves wanting. When one attempts to reveal the truth to them, they become agitated and begin defending the very thing that keeps them in bondage. Please see my report on security.
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But I still felt compelled to drink green beer last night…
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He awoke from yet another dream about eating laundromat pizza but this time he wasn’t hungry or sad. All he desired, was to know where he could wash his Chicken Car.
Then, like a gift from God there it was…
The Chicken Car Wash is an extra special place.
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