Don’t Simply Blow Away

There comes a time when you must find your purpose. Not the one that is written in any text. Not the one that is counted by pieces of fiber and cotton. A real purpose-we cannot simply exist to follow the footprints in the sand and watch the waves wash them away.

 Our will is that of survival. But in order to survive one must create something that is worthy of that task. Steel crumbles over time. Wood burns to ashes and blows away. But words can lasts forever. Passed down orally, transformed digitally and shared forever.

Finding a cure for a disease will save lives, kindness spreads and knowledge enlightens all those that seek it. As we live in a world that is self- centered- artificial prophets arise for profits. Individuals are indoctrinated and baptized into toxic waters that drown all hopes of love and forgiveness.

Seek a life that is worthy. Not one that is full of judgment and demands the persecuting of others. Try to create something that will remain in this realm forever. Like flying in an X-Wing fighter and destroying the Death Star.

Imagine the possibilities not just success. Success is often only celebrated for a moment. A moment that is quickly covered by another moment- someone else has to shine below the lights, and have their run around the track. 

 Possibilities are endless. The world is in our hands. Our pockets- But who's world are you in?  Is it theirs? Or is it yours? I share mine. So share yours. Your possibilities are endless- mine have just begun. 

OBEY

We are taught to OBEY. No matter what subgroup of the world we decide to become involved with, there are rules. Rules that force us how to think, dress, or simply OBEY. 

Can such obedience be the reason our society is facing failure? Can this obedience only compound the problems we face? Obedience is important because it makes sure that there are no riots in the streets and that those in power remain in power.

As long as the individual OBEYS their party and falls in line, things remain the same. For example, a republican that hugs Obama and thanks him for working together during Sandy is not being obedient. He has challenged the structure and is now a sacrificial lamb for the party. Obedience even if it means failure seems to be the mantra in today's society.

My pants must sag to the ground because I must OBEY the culture.  I must stand in line to have the next Apple product and pledge my obedience. I must listen to a certain type of music in order to fulfill my obedience.   

Are we not capable enough to figure out that obedience has left us dull? It has started wars over the same figure just with a different name. Millions of lives have been erased and vanished because someone chose to OBEY.   

If we speak against the actions of our government and no longer OBEY will we be corralled in trains and sent to some prison camp? There are some that believe that this is so, but they forget that WE THE PEOPLE are the real driving force of this country, not those that we give credence to.

After we have been broken down by 12 years of mandated brainwashing, to only stumble into our first class of college one would think we could break free. But they program us even further. It is not until one becomes a master of their craft that they can break free from the chains of imperialism that still colonizes the mind.

We OBEY the new trends as they are ushered in by the media conglomerates. We OBEY trashy talk shows while we sleep around with so many people that a paternity test is needed. We OBEY social media while we check updates and make posts behind the wheel, putting others’ lives in jeopardy.

But this obedience is destroying us. It is dividing and eliminating free thought. Our free will has already been shackled, but will our ability to decide be lost as well?

Cosmic Bumper Bowl

Don't you wish life was like cosmic bumper bowl? The stars would magically align themselves, and with some uncertainty the pins of destiny would fall. Both hands slightly and gently guided down the lane. Techno soundtrack included. The pins fall and the lasers continue to swirl around the alley.

Destiny, dependent on motion and impact- of course, some other scientific explanation could offer insight. Spin the ball to the left for wealth.  A little over to the right for health.  A well placed ball directly down the lane and more than wealth will fall from the skies, fame and fortune. A strike.

But nope. It's not bumper bowl but rather a bowl of controversy and adversity- water included.
We often swim against the current. Swim away from meaning, away from satisfaction and toward gratification. 

Rented lane, rented shoes, and a borrowed ball. Order a large fries and add a few more particles of salt. Thirst quenched with a coke that needs more carbonation to really be enjoyed. Just staring at your rented shoes, wondering who wore them before you. Knowing the possibility of Lysol killing all 99.9% is acceptable, but that one germ is all that it takes. The germ of doubt. Protected on both sides, but yearning for a life jacket. 

Freedom

So, we use the word free, but often forget the meaning. This country was never built off FREEDOM but rather manipulation. Minorities and women have been denied FREEDOM since the inception of this Nation. The United States of America was not conceived by a white man. But rather suggested by a Native American.  A Native American realized that a land full of colonies would not be successful. This concept was due to the many different tribes and differences in beliefs and traditions between the many different Native American tribes. 

These differences in beliefs seem to be playing out in our society now. There are some that want to legalize pot, support gay marriage, and eliminate Unions. While some demand that they keep their assault rifles and extended clips, and in the same breath deny others the opportunity to marry, fail to realize the hypocrisy in their statements or must believe that their FREEDOM is more important than others.

The biggest concern for all Americans should be FREEDOM. In order for our country to rise we cannot hold on to the old principles of our country. The old principles lead to burning witches, holding back women and minorities, and the word FREEDOM morphing into slight control of ones desires. Personally I believe that a person should be able to conduct any activity that has no detrimental effect on another person physically.

One should be free to love whom they want. One should be able to fill their bodies with want they want without fear of facing prison. If we live in a country that claims to be free yet has the highest amount of individuals confined behind bars- we should change our tag line to “the land of those that can't define FREEDOM”.

Of course true FREEDOM cannot be achieved in our society.  Our society has been so divided and mislead by the media that we often do not do our own research as individuals. We do not look for credible references, but follow the slanted media and their corporate sponsors to tell us what FREEDOM is, or is not.

The Patriot Act, Drones, monitoring of internet activities, and individuals giving up all of their personal thoughts on social media are all forms of control and eliminate FREEDOM. Maybe that is what we should change our tag line to-The United States of Limitations and Separation.

Our children are not given the FREEDOM to learn, but rather programmed to think the way that some individuals see fit. If the Black Panthers stood on the lawn of the Capital today would there be thousands of hunters standing with them? They didn't then and I would think they would not do it today.

I see FREEDOM, the FREEDOM for you to wave your Confederate Flag, The FREEDOM for you to tell me that your religion is better than my spirituality, the FREEDOM of corporations destroying our land and selling our resources at triple the value, the FREEDOM for you language to overtake mine, the FREEDOM for elected officials to lie and place blame on us, the FREEDOM for you to steal from my culture, but deny me the opportunity to enjoy theirs.

So when you look at the Stars and Stripes and hear those words the home of the brave, remember that being brave demands action. In order to be free we have to do what is right, not what is wrong. 

My Block

My block is slightly curved, because all of the cul-de-sacs were taken. But my block is the new America. 

To my left is a Latino family that cooks the best carne asada that I have ever tasted. 

Next door to them is a white family that home-school their children. They run up and down the street in their bare-feet tossing rocks at one another. 

On my right is a family from Fiji that has trained me to love the smell of curry.  Their son calls me “Uncle”- even when we aren't on our block.  

Directly across the street is another Latino family that has a gardener do their lawn twice a month. 

On my block, there is an old Asian man that, in the early morning hours, steals Recyclables.  But he always smiles and waves. I reply with a wave as he pedals away on his ten-speed. 

My block has a black family on the end of the street that park their car so close to the stop sign you have to drive out extra far and stop twice before venturing out into the world. 

My block is filled with basketball hoops, mini-vans, Mercedes and BMW's- of course, none of them are mine. On my block, we all wave- because I wave… and eventually, people wave back. 

On my block, there are a few stray cats- but I have never seen a rat- on my block. 

My bock is filled with life and happiness, but sometimes sadness plays a visit as a member of our block loses a relative. 

My block is filled with immigrants, natives, and soldiers who fought for our block.

Our block is the new America, the way that it should be. Filled with every race, gender, religion, and age living together. 

My block is filled with commuters heading to the train and parents taking kids to school. We leave together and return together- a synchronized dance of movement with beauty and grace, and of course, the occasional honk of impatience.   

My block should be every block!

Just Another Ordinary Day- NASCAR, Cannibalism, and Wal-Mart

How did we get here? - To the point of no return.  Ignorance seems to climb the highest peaks, and intelligence seems to sink beyond the horizon.  I mean really, a woman pulls a gun on a Wal-Mart clerk because they wouldn't take her dollar-off internet coupon.  

A Woman in some random place (that must be filled with trailers) sold her child to a man with the intent to make explicit home movies.  The child was only 18 months old.  And a bird landed on a top of the smokestack of the Vatican- and it is fucking sign from GOD.

I have spent that last few weeks studying Literary Theory, and reading material from the late 1800’s. And to tell you the truth- nothing has changed at all. I feel like Marlow on that Steamboat chugging up the Congo surrounded by cannibals. Only the cannibals that I am surrounded by… eat themselves. 

They slowly nibble away at themselves and it seems as if they've figured out a way to deal with pain and get others to join in. I mean, really- it’s a family affair.  “Are you done with your ear, son?” 

My daughter’s teacher (or some non-English speaking assistant) spelled socks as "sox" on this week’s homework packet. 

The NRA hijacked NASCAR in Texas. Because there is nothing like carrying a clip with 500 bullets as you recite Bible verses.  The NRA 500 is very fitting actually.

America got beat by a third world country in a game they created! More proof that years of giving orders and watching other people doing labor equates to the lack of physical abilities.

They say they've found the GOD particle by smashing things into one another.  And since GOD is just a particle that gives things mass, I guess we will have to wait for another Big-Bang for him to return! And you thought 2013 was a long wait!

New York was told that there is at least 16 ounces of Freedom left (or at least soda). And Republicans have cloned some Latino that believes the bullshit they feed the rest of their poor brainwashed followers. You can tell that he is a clone because clones need more water than real humans. They hope after midnight they can produce more Spanish speaking clones so America can get the next Pope.

Some clown in California wants to build an island or a floating city 12 miles off the Californian coast (technically in international waters) so that highly qualified immigrants can magically create start-ups. Well, since our children think that socks are spelled “soxs”, I'm sure these start-ups will hire a bunch of legal citizens. 

A woman, whom you may have heard of, from Facebook, must have amnesia and forgot that her degree has an Ivy League college on it. In others words- women, don't “lean in”,… “buy-in”.

Of course, I'm not perfect.  “Son, pass me that finger, I’m hungry.” I watch men with chiseled bodies in tight pants run into one another and play with balls. I have spent the last 72 hours watching millions being passed out like Halloween candy. 

I wonder if life was really that bad in the 1800s. It probably was better, except for I would have been Django pissed off about what happen to my white wife. Or I would have been in the house, cause manual labor is not for the intelligent.

But I bet they couldn't “Harlem Shake”.  It would have been the Congo Shake. So next time you go to Wal-mart with your dollar-off coupon for bullets, just make sure you leave your gun at home. 

And can we please stop posting angles in the cloud made by Photoshop. And stop posting that fake car dealership prank. We are eating ourselves and slowing dying.  There will be nothing but computers left standing- like the Pyramids. And the Next species will wonder how we let such a wonderful world go to waste!!!!!

Random Things I Hate

I hate when I am in the fast lane stuck behind a Prius, I mean I thought you purchased the car to save gas, and gas is connect to MPH, and the lack of cylinders equals lack of HP, so the car should come with a warning on your side mirrors that say move the fuck to the right.

I hate when I attend a football game and it ends in a tie. Of course this shit doesn’t happen all the time, but I hate it because it happened to me this weekend. I do not fill myself with liquor due to the fact that public intoxication is often connected to public stupidity that equates to jail time, or being passed out in the parking lot before the game even starts.

And since I am on the topic of football, I hate people that drink at football games, not only do you spill your beer all over the place, and make the floor sticky, but you smell like stale beer, and often make so many trips to the bathroom and stand in line for that wonderful overpriced beer that you missed anything of significance. And I have to stand every time they stand so I can see.  They make me feel like I am doing jumping jacks instead of being entertained.

I hate haters that hate haters. Since I relocated to the Bay Area I noticed that hating is contagious- they must have added it to the water like fluoride. I think we should change the name of the Bay Area to the Hate Area. This would offer a great marketing opportunity for the city and tourism. I think that this would also go well with the smell of piss, the tons of bums that have invaded market and the wonderful mix of marijuana and awful smelling steam that comes out of the manhole covers.

I hate coffee from Starbucks that is too hot. I mean, aren’t you supposed to be some freaking coffee specialist, I mean I never go to the bar and get a beer that is too cold. Of course you have a warning on the freaking cup, but the fact remains if you cannot make perfectly temperate coffee you should just work elsewhere. I think we need a hotline for too hot coffee. 1-800-THEY-BURNEDME

What else I hate is when I pull into the drive-thru and I have to repeat my order. Are you serious- we are having a communication problem at a place that is dependent on communication? I mean didn’t they interview you? Did you have to repeat your answers to their questions over and over again? And they still hired you?

I hate Day Light Savings Time; I hate the new Transformers toys they are designed horrible, and look like Value Meal toys. I hate skinny jeans, people that wear skinny jeans with a belt and I can see their undies, I hate snapbacks, little kid backpacks on adults, I hate remakes of movies that already sucked, I hate humor in Star Wars, Vampires that can walk in daylight, I hate political correctness, racism, Buy 1 get one Free but I have to pay for shipping on the free one, so it is not free.

I hate people that say he must have forgotten where he came from. Yeah I did, last time I checked I came from my mom’s vagina, and after 18 where I went was up to me. These are just the politically correct things that I hate, I know you don’t care, you probably hate me, but I love my readers, followers, re-tweeters, and let us hate the world together!!!!