PETA Hypocrisy

I find it laughable that the PETA supporters spent their day today picketing J-Lo in Hollywood... or jello as I like to say. In the crowd of sign waving, chanting, angry youngsters were more styrofoam cup Jamba Juice drinks than there are drinks to choose from. Each of them wearing leather shoes and carrying leather bags. They wrap their cell phones in animal skin and drink from disposable, non-biodegradable cups. The styrofoam cup thing alone is more destructive than if every human suddenly had to own a mink coat.

Are they jealous of this actress and her success? Are they angry about something they do not yet understand? They are truly misguided...whatever the case may be. I wonder how many of them actually have a J-Lo song or two on their iPod? Someone was probably listening to her music in the crowd of demonstrators. Ahhhh, kids today. They want to fight to take the their rightful inheritance away from those in charge of it's destruction and waste. But they have no idea how to accomplish that when they are so outnumbered. Their nest egg has been cracked open and mankind is making omelets...to go with the already cooked chicken that layed the egg.

I'd like some country potatoes and link sausage with a side of wheat toast...aren't we ordering breakfast. Is Room Service open? Is anybody out there? Comfortably Numb...weeee, the ride has just begun!

Shadows

The following is an original poem written by the author of this blog. Enjoy...more to come.

Shadows

Curious eyes come open
Into the night to peer
At a shadow unbroken
So far yet from here
As all things on earth
Have shadows their own
What are they each worth
Just standing alone
They must have some value
All combined into one
As our planetary venue
Blocks out the sun

Musings on Time

I spend much of my "time" pondering the concept itself. Einstein led me to this thought train some years ago. He proposed that time was measured only by the experiencer and only from their "perspective". In other words, if you were traveling along at the speed of light, time would seem to pass more quickly from your perspective. You would be as the photon...living life at 186,000 miles per second, or about 11 million miles per hour. Our globe...our clock...moves at roughly 1,000 miles per hour. If you counted your light-year lifespan in earth-time, you would live to be 77,000 earth years. Give or take a millennia due to environmental factors. Retirement at age 65,000. Not even a word spoken until maybe age 1,000. You would be walking only now and acting terrible if you have been born in 1 AD. Terrible 2,000's I guess.

When you look at time this way, you can see how someone traveling so fast might miss some details that we get the opportunity to view at great length in our slow earth-time dimension. Think of a horse enthusiast at the Kentucky Derby. Their knowledge of the horses, the past results of jockeys, and the statistics of every imaginable factor can be massive. They can intuitively know that there are many different outcomes possible, but they wager on the outcome they see as most likely. The outcomes already exist, it's the actions of the riders and horses, their choices made, that determines the true finality.

It is logical that the greater mysteries could be solved with such an expedient traversing of time. The collection of knowledge would be different, bigger and more simplified. You could see the forest for the forest and simply know that it was composed of trees.

So I awoke this morning with an amazing thought. All events have happened, whether past, present, or future. Not just the specific events and their results, but every event and every possible outcome has already occurred. We can only see the past and some of our present because we live in an earth-time dominated culture. Outside of this restriction, the records of events are generated from the list of all possible outcomes. The choices made by each of us determine the final result. Even a single choice unmade determines a path, a new destiny for many.

I have always believed that destiny was a farce. How could I have free will and still be on a forced path? Now I realize that destiny is only predetermined by decision and morphed into something completely new upon each choice. We are limited, normally, to making decisions based on old information, things from our past. This is not the only information available to draw upon however. There are greater, simplified sets of information that exist in infinite time. All things done and undone, recorded for review. Tapping in to this stream is no easy task and brings forth animosity in those blinded by darkness. As I write, I know that many will see this as the musings of madman. That is the wall I must overcome. I will have another, my twin, who will assist me in this effort. His name is Sandalphon.

I understand the difficulty involved in conceptualizing this, but the truth exists whether or not you can understand it. We have chosen a path that has become wide and welcoming to all. Some of us have been shown the true darkness ahead and presented with a choice. Not a choice to make for ourselves, as in selfish recoil, but for everyone. The message has become so blackened that it is no longer legible. I can read it, however, and I do not understand why. I have been asked to find a manner in which to share the things I am being allowed to know.

I am being shown issues that need immediate addressing or things as we know it will begin to change rapidly. Time...earth-time...is snapping back, catching up, picking up speed. You can all feel it...everyday. Things will begin to occur that will set in motion events that I will ask you to witness. There is paradise waiting in the spring of seven years. My confidence in this gift is growing even more rapidly. I am going away to become stronger. On my return, things will have changed to demonstrate the purpose of this message today. I understand that this is vague, but the time will come when I can share with confidence the things that are unfolding.

For now, just know that there is a God and he exists inside yourself. Listen to the voice asking, pleading with you for change. It is not your conscience talking to you. It is someone that knows the outcomes and has wagered everything that his namesake shall succeed. He doesn't run the race, we do. How hard are you willing to run for his victory?

Riddle

How many numbers exist between 1 and 2?

4.25

A S S A S S I N

Thanks Mom

I learned something new today. My mom asked me if I had ever taken an I.Q. test. Well, my theory on testing in general was actually brought back to the forefront of my thinking. I again wondered why tests have always been such a trivial part of my education over the years. I always denied that a test could demonstrate mental ability. I am referring to the tests we all participate in throughout school and life. Final Exams and Driver's Tests. The one's we all tend to take, like an I. Q. Test or Personality Test, at some point in life. I had never taken an I.Q. test, so I set off to try one online. Here's what I learned.

The I.Q. test is built upon some principle question types. I can find the numeric patterns and word patterns they ask for without much trouble. Vocabulary and Math are not difficult for me. I had not done well with the spacial relationship questions... of which mastery would only benefit a cartographer. I noticed that the spacial relationship questions were difficult to answer in 20 seconds, but I knew there must be a pattern to resolving which was the correct answer and doing it quickly. So...I took a look at the practice tests and was able to find the pattern used to specify an answer to the spacial questions. I learned this pattern (system) and went back to the I.Q. test.

I was able to raise my I.Q. by handfuls of points by simply learning how these people ask questions and what systems they use to determine answers. And I did all this about an hour. So, is it really a test of intelligence to get the answers correct? I believe not. The system is the key, not the answer per se. Once you can trust your understanding of the system, the answer can be found readily.

I have found this to be especially true of Personality tests. The series of questions are all the same yet reworded. You are really only answering about ten questions and if you know what those questions mean, you can adapt your personality to suit whatever the needed outcome may be. Just tailor your answers to meet the desired result. Easily manipulated. The fun part is keeping track of all your answers to the question sets, so the results don't show the manipulation. They have a system to ferret that out too.

So we're back to the mundane tests we all take in life and are judged with by others. I refuse to share the outcome of my I.Q. test(s) because of the huge swing in results. And because I don't care what they say I know or do not know. I know their systems and that is enough to know the outcome.

Today I learned that the point of the I.Q. test is to demonstrate one's ability to learn and apply systems. Therefore, with some time spent mastering these specific systems, a genius level score could be generated. And this person would truly be a genius of I.Q. test taking. Hopefully that means something to the rest of mankind. I have become bored with these trivialities again already.

Parable of Martha Stewart

Martha Stewart began her journey as a follower. She watched and learned the ways of her predecessors in order to follow into their success. She climbed steadily up the mountain behind the chosen few she admired, all the while growing closer in stature with those of power. Soon the summit would arrive and all could rejoice in their achievement.

As Martha stepped into the realm of her gods, she felt the warmth of their reception. Her intuitions ignored, Martha grew doe-eyed and wandered deeper into the trap. Those that she had so faithfully followed had led her astray. Now was the time for her to be sacrificed at the hand of those she adored, for crimes they had shared with her. She was to be offered as the sole responsible party and would be punished with imprisonment and exile.

This was to be a lesson for all, yet Martha rejoiced in her guilt and accepted her punishment. She had learned more than expected in her first climb.

As the imprisonment drew to a close, Martha had rebuilt a mountain of her own. Upon her release, she was escorted to the summit to once again rejoice in her achievement. The lessons she had learned, and demonstrated for all with her actions, had brought renewed success.

Now, as Martha stands in awe of the summit she commands, it will become even more difficult for her to see the reality of the situation. The more time that passes with her atop that summit, the more distant and secluded she will become.

For an enlightened one sharing her perch, it is agonizing to watch a fellow human blissfully ignore the truth all around her. For if Martha were to open her eyes, she would see her achievement for it's true value. Martha would quickly see that her mountain was nothing more than a hill among mountains of immeasurable grandeur. Mountains surrounding her with their summits obscured, summits that truly must be hidden in the clouds. This new sight, this new vision, would bring new choices. Choices to stay and rejoice atop the hill or to relinquish the hilltop and begin anew.

If the desire arises to find the summit of this new, gigantic mountain, the choice must first be made to descend the peak you are upon. For Martha the choice is much more difficult, for her descent is much further. For most everyone else, the choice to descend is a difficult one to make because the truth is clouded with man-made ideologies arguing against such a decision. And it's hard to sacrifice everything for something everyone else cannot see.

So I ask you...Why not challenge the validity of the achievements of those who came before you? Why not question the direction you have chosen? Why not ask if what you are aiming for is the correct target? Why not try to find out what the true mission should be? Why not start descending your hill? For you see, once down at ground level, the journey up can begin in earnest. This journey is not guided and there is no path to follow. This journey cannot be undertaken without sacrifice and belief. The reward cannot be known, but no valuable journey is about the reward. The journey is about the experience and this journey is for everyone. A choice unmade will be made for you.

For every action, there is an equal but opposite reaction. Therefore, for every inaction, there is an equal but opposite action. Choices are everyone's responsibility and I plead with you to choose wisely.

Waiting

I realized that I have been living a few days ahead of the rest of the world for some time now. This is why things have not been clear to me. Physically I still existed in the time everyone keeps, but mentally I was gaining days every hour. I can associate the feeling with that of accelerated aging. In other words, I have been given an opportunity to learn things that most cannot know, at least not at such a young age. Some things I have learned people will never know. Not even if I could explain. Some of the knowledge is not supposed to be available to us. Yet I have access to it.

People with more year's experience have a wisdom that has been growing as a tree, layers of information stored. Just think of the way you knew things 10 years ago and imagine how you would act now, with a decade of information to add to the analysis. Now imagine getting that information early, but not understanding how it applied until the actual experience passed and could be viewed in retrospect. I was told by everyone that this was a normal side effect of hindsight. But now I know different.

I have always known that hindsight is analyzing something after the fact to review the new information acquired and learn how to apply it next time. I experience some things in life with that "hindsight" information available to me, call it foresight, and have to make conscious choices as to a direction. Lately it has been almost all my experiences. The tricky part is understanding the information and how to apply it, without knowing what the events are going to be. How can I make an educated choice, using information available to me ahead of schedule, when the outcome is unknown? And how does the early knowledge interact with all I already know? Difficult questions to answer completely, but even partial answers are enormous gains. I have some big partial answers already. I think I know where and how to find the rest.

So I am back to living days, actually years ahead of the rest of you. I have begun to learn, that in order to use the foresight, I must first have a destination in mind. I need to reset all the goals I have ever dreamed. Those old dreams have followed Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy into my internal fiction section. New dreams are required, new goals must be determined.

Not all the choices have been made. Not all the scores have been tallied. Most final decisions have been made though. Hard to know how to change things without changing yourself. Peace will come but it will be expensive. More expensive than any human can conceive. These are things I know and can share.

I am continuing ahead without the rest of you for now. I have a strong feeling that I will be coming back, I just have to wait for that time to come. It is time for my hegira.

Battle with the Ants

I have been waging war against an apparently unending colony of ants. I have a feeling that this is common for many people around the world. The ants want food, my food, and I cannot stop them from getting it. I have used pesticides inside and outside. I have tracked down their ant hunters and tried to disrupt the trails they've created. (This approach is interesting but highly time consuming.) The ants are persistent and the pesticides were beginning to bother me.

This battle has been going on for some time. A few months ago I tried an experiment that has so far succeeded. The plan was simple. I gave up fighting them. I stopped using pesticides in the container garden I have and left the ants to their business...Outside. I immediately noticed the other insects in my garden began to multiply as well. Spiders are eating the little flying gnats that have plagued my roses and lemon tree. The ants are using the containers as condominiums. The caterpillars that usually ignore the chemical laden vegetation are eating their fill and morphing into moths and butterfly's. The bounty of insects has increased the number of birds that come to my small garden. The sparrows come to feed on the ants and others little insects. Balance in my little ecosystem has been restored and this has worked magic.

I no longer worry about ants inside. They have no need to come in. Everything they need is maintained around my home to give them a place to live beside me. Lesson learned.

Best Place to Jump

If you ever reach the end of the world...Jump. It's the best to do so. Once there is nothing left to discover the only remaining mystery lies beyond death. And it seems to me that a person jumping from such a height would have a long time to recollect all that was learned in life, so as to not forget.

I find pleasure in this notion because of the inherent logic flaw. How could one ever reach the end of a circle? Even figuratively finding the end to jump from would simply place you right back on the circle from which you jumped. It is said that death comes for each of us in time. I choose to dispel that myth in my mind. I choose to believe that I am walking a path toward death, it is not coming for me. Death is not a hunter. Death is a door.

The trick is seeing it in the distance and still having enough road left to get things done. It is easier to be surprised by your arrival at the door than not. However, it is possible to recognize the inevitability of its arrival and prepare.

I feel blessed to have crossed the threshold once and returned. For now, I will keep my eyes on the horizon for a familiar door's approach. Not looking for the door, but marveling at all that is ahead of me, between here and there.