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SPOILER ALERT!  Nothing actually happens.

The sun apparently moved through a galactic center which is pretty neat.  Originally, I didn’t think that the infinite had a fixed center per se but what do I know?  I do know this; I woke up on December 22, 2012, had a cup of coffee, a shower and continued to enjoy my day.  I also prayed that humanity will finally stop projecting hope or fear on some future date and work NOW to make life more enjoyable, manageable and easier for others.

I still have mystery in my life.  A lot of it.  I just don’t believe that the stars are going to determine our fate.


Make poverty history

This was a nice bumper sticker sentiment on the back of the vehicle in front of me.  Curious, I looked into what the campaign behind this nice suggestion was.  In the province I live in, it is basically a lobby to increase rental allowances to those on social assistance and to adjust appropriately for future inflation increases.  I suppose this is a good idea in a society that desires to perpetuate poverty for the long-term rather than deal with educational deficits that cause the problem in the first place.

Make poverty history by increasing welfare thereby keeping people poor and dependent on a dysfunctional system?  Makes perfect sense to me.

My vote would be geared toward making all government positions a flat tax-free rate of $50 000 with a performance review every year.  This way we could put the newly freed funds toward improving education, wellness and infrastructure.  In Canada, we pay politicians a very healthy salary to steal from the commons.  Paul Martin (former Prime Minister) will continue to receive over $200,000 per year in Canadian pension and he is the man who signed the North American Union Act which effectively dissolved the trade borders between Canada, U.S. and Mexico.

If we look at this world of ours as a business, OUR BUSINESS, then we can quickly find out why it is in the shape its in by having it audited.  For the most part, individuals are kept occupied with jobs and television to be bothered.  As long as there are food pellets when we push the food pellet button we will put up with the condition of our cage system.

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The trouble comes when we start asking real questions and truly think about what needs to be done.

By the way, no one making $250 000 per year from the problem will be willing to honestly seek out proper solutions and…

I wish people promoting band-aid causes would stop marketing them with absolute statements about ‘making poverty history’ when the very system they lobby creates the poverty in the first place.  Poverty is not an accident.

There is only hungry bellies and storehouses of wheat said the Buddha dude.  After this rant, you would think I could end it with a clever way to end poverty but I cannot.  The problem involves all of us and what we allow for ourselves and others.

The problem starts when the people who labored to make the stuff have 30% of the earnings stolen from them and a 300% profit margin added to the stuff they now have to buy back.  Then it spreads to the banks that ‘loan’ the difference with interest.  Now, everyone who created the stuff with their labor is busy working more to pay back fake loans from the banking illusion to buy the very stuff they made in the first place.  Those who fall through the cracks of this broken system can go fuck themselves because they are seen as less than those who are barely making it by with a $100 000 per year but up to their neck in debt.

My clever solution to this ridiculousness is that we all just stop.  Stop for one year.  Abandon the sinking ship and start helping each other build a better world based on a common vision.

First, we’d have to start a dialog about what that vision is while asking why we are so afraid of losing stuff in the form of material goods and antiquated ideas that imprison us.

Perhaps, it is how we define who we are.


Hi Everybody, my name here on Earth is Ezra Reid Scholl.  Thank you Mom and Dad.

I came here to radiate Love.  I was born on October 30, 2012 at about 10:44 am.  I have already transformed the lives of many people with Love.  I cannot help this.  This is what I do.  This is who I am.  Yes, I am human.  I eat, poop and pee (it is very important to put a comma between eat and poop).  Sometimes, I cry because I don’t like being naked, unlike my father, but I have a supernatural ability to invoke a loving response in everyone who encounters me.

 

Everyone on Earth who feels like they haven’t accomplished a lot, forgets what I just went through.  There I was, comfortable in an oceanic bliss, when suddenly I felt this pulsation, like my world was caving in.  Then it happened.  It was like a pop followed by a ‘whooosh’ sound and I was in a battle with something that seemed to want to squish me.  My shoulder got stuck and I couldn’t breathe but then I was dislodged by the hand of another and slipped through this portal.  As it turns out, it was just my mom’s vagina but it was a battle nevertheless and it was traumatic.  I say this for everyone who doesn’t remember the accomplishment of being born.  You are all superstars filled with love and antiquity.  My suggestion is to take all the stuff about yourself that other humans in the form of ‘authority figures’ have lied to you about and remember this:  YOU ARE LOVE.  Nothing less.  Nothing more.

 

 

So am I.

You may not fully or directly experience my presence but I am here.  Perhaps in the glimmer of a beautiful sunrise or a moment of joy when someone does something kind for you in an unmerited way.  I am here!  I am victorious!  I am love!

 

I am Ezra Reid.

 

My Father informs me that my first name means ‘God helps’ or ‘God’s helper’ and that my middle name comes from one of my his best friends.  It was Mom’s suggestion.  She’s so beautiful!  Now if you’ll excuse me I need to close my eyes and rest…

 

I have an amazing journey ahead of me.

I love you!

 

 

 

 

 

 


Imagine

Jesus the Christ spoke about a world ruled by love.  A new Earth, where everyone inhabitant worked in service of one another… as a brother, sister, friend and loved one under one Father.  The Grand Original Design.

Imagine, a world where life-giving technologies weren’t supressed.  A world where everyone local worked in service of every other locally to make sure that provisions were met.  A world of celebration, dance, music and healing.  A world that encouraged great ideas and facilitated talent in order to create the best innovation for everyone.  A world that fed the hungry, rather than make them “pay” for basic essentials.  A place where it was impossible for banks to manipulate the energy of people so that they could profit and rule while the people slaved to pay back non-existent debt.  A world of wonder….

Just like when you were a child.  You were full of wonder and possibility.

Ram Dass wrote, “the world is filled with hungry bellies and store-houses of food”.

The only separation is our will.

What a revolutionary idea:  live and work in service of one another instead of our self and a illusionary debt.

 


Cars, rust and other unnecessary attachments

A house is just a place to keep your stuff while you go out and get more stuff.

- George Carlin

The rusty piece of crap that I call a car needs another $2400 to be fixed.  It’s current value is about $1700.  The math seems off no?  I don’t particularly define myself by a car.  My penis size is fine.  I have nothing to prove.  I just become frustrated when these “necessities” become burdens.  Yes, a car is somewhat of a novelty but when your main business is carting 30-40 drums around, the novelty becomes necessity as this task is impossible on a bike.

So there I was looking at this car up on the lift, observing the rust and I thought “hmm, well there is the truth of it”.  Everything is just rust and dust.  Even this body that I think and type with is borrowed like the car I drive.  The more I go on in years, the more I see it.  We build all of these structures and occupy ourselves with things in order to put off  the inevitable conclusion of our story.  Our bodies are dust and attaching ourselves to limiting identities only temporarily alleviates the underlying anxiety.  We are dying from the moment we are born.  This is natural so no need fighting it.

This isn’t meant to be morbid or sad.  These thoughts have been quite freeing.  Imagine visiting a place that is beautiful, ugly, challenging, interesting and creative and knowing you are just visiting.  You appreciate more.  Well this is Earth.  Another analogy is the completion of a project or job.  I work harder at it, knowing that the job will finish.

I see my life this way these days.

As I walk around the city I live in, I see people on their way to jobs or stores, people constructing new condos or malls going up and it is just all so absurd.  The human race isn’t winning.  You can’t win on auto-pilot.  At times, it just seems like we are serving possession and running around to maintain something that is perpetually falling apart.  This is not a new idea.  I’m just seeing it clearer these days.

I’m suggesting to let it go.  Or work at letting it go because it is what grips all of us.  I don’t mean to stop paying bills or quit working or sell all your stuff.  I’m suggesting to let go of the thought of it, poke your head up and look around.  What are we doing it for?  Laugh at the absurdity of it.  Perhaps, in that moment of space, you’ll feel the freedom I felt when I realized that my vehicle was made up of borrowed particles from the surrounding environment.  If we surrendered the idea of ownership, we could have community electric vehicles that we share.  I understand that the problem is trust but it’s more about the psychological trick that we actually own anything here on Earth.  It is a joke.

Even your body is a rental.

I no longer believe in the concrete idea of Chris Scholl.  It is a pretty good-looking suit though.

For now.


The youth at risk

Sometimes, I work with youth at risk.  Sometimes, I laugh at that label while I wonder what youth on Earth isn’t at risk?

I recently attended a training that reminded me that I need to meet the adolescents where they are at without projecting my world view upon them in attempt to manipulate change.  This is all fine and good, but where are these youth at so that I may meet them?  And more importantly, what personal biases stand in my way of greeting them.

In one of our meetings the main program developer reminded us that these youth will always revert to what is familiar when their structure is threatened.  In these cases that familiarity is crisis, chaos and fear.  This means that everything can be going perfectly with your program and the moment that the shit hits the proverbial fan in any way, the youth revert to what is familiar.  Crisis, chaos and fear.

Most of these kids are kind and want to participate but because all that they have known is crisis, chaos and fear, they will react from that place when change occurs or security is threatened.  This is really simple to see but the response to it is the challenge because sometimes they just seem like mean sociopaths.

The challenge for the mentor is to be the opposite of that familiarity.  If crisis is the environmental norm from their upbringing, then you must be the calm and secure.  If chaos is the familiar habitat, then you must represent order in the form of consistency.  If fear is what they are imprinted with, then you must be love in the form of support and encouragement.  And you must be consistent in all of these, all of the time.  That is your challenge as a mentor!

What does this have to do with those of you who don’t work with adolescents at risk?

The world we occupy is an adolescent at risk.  We have to meet the world where it is at and release our attempts at controlling it or enforce change.  Let the world be what it is and you take care of being the opposite of that.  The world is conditioned through crisis, chaos and fear.  That is our pop-media that beams our collective 3rd eye day in and day out.

We have a choice; become the crisis, chaos and fear or become the calm, ordered, consistent love that encourages and supports.  I choose this for myself and for others.  I recognize that when I am confronted with a financial challenge, my bias is to panic because this is what I was conditioned to do.  Now, I breathe, stay calm and meet it with love.  At first, it didn’t work but now I am developing a new conditioning.

My own personal revelation in this is that I have for years tried to mold or manipulate the world into what I thought it should, could or world be and I was so frustrated in this action.  The reality was that I never felt complete because I was projecting incompletion onto the world.  The world is crisis, chaos and fear.  I must accept the world for where it is and be the calm, consistent love.  Sometimes this is simple.  Sometimes, I have a challenge on my hands.  It is becoming easier though.

If you believe that you are exempt from this truth, then you are deluded.

The social engineers know very well about Ocular and Associative conditioning on our Autonomic Nervous System, we would all be wise to wake up to this but most of us our just comfortable accepting our habitual bias as fact.  It is not, of this I assure you.

Our self-image is created 100% by what we accept to believe about ourselves and the world is what it is.  In fact, the reality is neutral and we charge it with our account.  So to speak.


Happy V-day.

I did give this to my sweetheart for Valentines Day.

When you have a day that excludes about 90% of people who aren’t in relationships, then you should expect some backlash.  I’m looking forward to March 14th personally.


Completion

This is post 365 which means that I have successfully completed the post a day for a year challenge.  

This year has been transformational to say the least.  It has been a year of getting myself back.  I won’t get into all of the details but my life was basically turned upside down for a while.  It was necessary though. For years I had been struggling with an issue that I wasn’t enough.  I was somehow lacking as a human and had to prove my self to the world.  I cared so much about what everyone else thought that this became my identity.  I wasn’t happy.  Change needed to happen.

Over the past year, I have let go of a lot.  That psychological nonsense still tries to creep in but I’ve hired guards.  In letting go of everything, the irony is that I gained so much more than I let go of.  One of the traits that I required to succeed was discipline.  My dad often spoke about a bunch of ideas that he never did anything with, so I was determined to make something, anything happen.  I started this blog.  Honestly, it probably would have just become another fucking project that I start and don’t finish if it wasn’t for the challenge that I imposed upon myself.  This has been a lesson in discipline, self-control, creativity and finishing.  Remember this:  The point of starting anything, is to finish.  Otherwise don’t.  You will end up drowning in incomplete projects that inevitably leave you with the sense that it is YOU who is not complete.

I almost gave up twice.  That is it.  One was out of pure laziness and the other was because I was struggling with being on Earth, so the whole blog thing didn’t seem that important.  Regardless, I persisted.  You can actually read the points in my life last year where I was struggling with myself or some circumstance.  This blog has been like a reflecting pond for me that others get to gaze into and post comments on or ‘like’.

Many people have been so supportive during this time.  In no particular order:

Reid:  It was you who inspired me to do this.  I believe you called it blog therapy.  Indeed it proved positive.  Your friendship means the world to me.  We are spiritual allies and we both found our audience.

Megan:  Your constant encouragement has reminded me of something so important. Love, above all else is what matters and without honest communication we are all lost.  Thank you.  Life without you would seem pointless.

Dave:  My brain functions better while interacting with your brain.  You have shown me what discipline is and have offered a shining example of what it takes to step up as a man and a father.  Oscar is one lucky kid.

Mom:  You are the reason that I love so much.  Thank for everything (including putting up with my shit and me posting about your shit).  Unconditional love is my inheritance.  You showed me that love is not something to be earned.  Love is a gift.

Something very cool happened this year that I wasn’t really expecting.  To date I have 74 subscribers and average over 100 hits per day.  That may not be a big deal in the larger scheme of things but it means a lot to me.  I now have ‘virtual’ friends in India, England, the States, Europe and the Philippines.  I sincerely appreciate every one of you.  Your comments, emails and encouragement reminds me that there are many of us all over the world that see through the pop media’s perpetual death chant and get what life is about.

Love.  Perspective.  Communication.  Experience.  Laughter.

I will continue to write.  It is just that the self induced pressure is off now.

Thank you for accompanying me on this journey!

With Love,

Chris:)


The Love in love, art & fear

Our natural state is joy.  Anything less is an indication of resistance to love.

This post is about the ‘Love’ in love, art & fear.  Sometimes it is easier to write about what love is not rather that what love is.  I’m human and get caught up in romance, fantasy and delusion.  In this place I’m not myself.  I’m insecure because I’m forgetting the most important thing on Earth…

I AM LOVE.

Love is not something I do, it is what I fundamentally identify myself with and from this outflows my entire life.  Infinite Love is our true foundational identity.  If we are experiencing anything less, it is because we are falsely identifying with something less than that truth.  ”I’m only human” is a bullshit excuse.  You are love.  Simple.  If you do something stupid or act in a nasty way, it is because you have forgotten that you are love.

Fear cannot stand in the place of love.

At our very core is the truth of who we are.  This is pure love and joy.  The challenge is in getting past the pain that has encrusted over that love through experience (disappointment and despair).  Most people stop at the pain layer and live a life of quiet misery.  Don’t do that.  You are worth so much more.

Break through the pain layer.

Overcome.

Be the love that you are.


My five gems

My new working situation is proving quite interesting.  We sit in academics with students and work in unison with them.  One of today’s tasks was to read two “life lesson” stories and then write down five pieces of wisdom that you would pass on to those after you.  I began wondering if I was actually one of the students because these assignments seem relevant to everyone.  Life is school, no?

By February 16th of 2011 there were more than 156 million public blogs on the internet.  I’m not expecting to change the world.  This blog has been a lesson in self-discipline.  I could have called it http://www.mytwocents.com but some ass-wipe had already turned that awesome domain name into yet another useless portal site that does nothing but take up space while holding a great name hostage.  Uncreative assholes do that.  That is not bitterness, that is fact.  If you are one of those people then shame on you.  You are better than that!!!

Here are the five gems that I leave behind for anyone stumbling upon this blog.

1.  Love, above all, is the most important.

2.  Always make communication a priority.

3.  Focus on one thing.  Too many directions will divide your power and nothing will happen.  Coffee and drugs may make it seem like you are doing something but all you are really doing is coffee and drugs. 

4.  Surround yourself with people smarter than you.  People who uplift you, rather than drag you down.  

5.  Life is change, so make growth your aim.  The world’s job is adversarial in nature, so stand up to the challenge and overcome it.  Greater things await you on the other side. 


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