Hello, my name is Samuel Harley, which sounds sort of awkward, so please just call me Samharley. That sounds kind of Rock and Roll!” I like it. You may also call me Sam. Please allow me to introduce myself, I am a Hang Man. I derived this term from “The Hanged Man”, of the Tarot.
We all love a story with a happy ending,… Right? Especially those tales that start with a cruel and twisted scenario, and end with a beautiful, balanced utopia where all characters are paired with their essential counterparts, delivering a message of hope to all humanity. “Yes, bad things happen, but in time, all works out for the best, and we will live happily, ever after.What a wonderful World!”
It pains me to say, that I have seen no such evidence of such a world, and thereby, cannot possibly write about it. I would love to! What I have observed, is that life is seldom as hard and cruel as it can possibly be, so there is a slight hope for romantics. Often, once we study the ratio between joy and tragedy, it comes out about 50/50 in the lives of most.
I write this story according to this ratio
The hero of our story is really a simpleton by most definitions. He lives his life and dies his death by his own design though, which makes him an interesting icon for parables. His great strength allowed him to hold on in the face of dire adversity, even to the point of living a compelling, and close to normal life.
Yet just what caused him to hold on so tightly, for so long? What caused him to never ask for help, and why did no one see that he was in danger? I’m not sure. Perhaps he, and we, never considered it. Perhaps he was afraid that if he vocalized the terrible state of danger he was in, it would be automatically summoned.
I think it was probably a little of both. Further, I think that we left him alone to be who he was, both out of fear, as well as our deep need to experience such a hero in our lives.
What do you think?
Here’s the twist!
I will write this entire story in first person, and my intro here will be the only explanation for it! Hope you enjoy, and please leave a comment if this resonates, or for any other reason:]
I would have loved to call this post, “The future of existence”. This would have been so much more to the point, but in being so, I’m willing to bet that many would disown it. Think about this though!
1. Our physical lives are quite limited
Few of us, if any, will be alive 50 years from now.
We will probably, as we always have done before, try to trust our personal accomplishments to our children and our government.
The problem is, and deep inside we know this, is that our children and government are external to us, and all we are. The idea of carrying on your name is a misunderstanding of genetics. Face it! What is to be carried on will be, like it or not! You have little choice in these things.
2. There is one approach I recommend trying,
and that is to build a stack of achievements as soon as possible, that can weigh the course of future reality. We can see such happenings occur every day. Consider the day that the “Berlin Wall” fell.
Remember the lyrics from Pink Floyd, “Tear down the wall!”
History has broken these walls consistently, and I trust that it will do the same in the future. After all, it is obvious that.
Madmen build walls to isolate themselves.
When we pray, we are asking for unification and acknowledgement. There is no good in the psychology of one who wishes to build walls, even if there seem to be good reasons. They are never an answer to our prayers.
3. Our desire to provide knowledge, wealth and value to the future,
is a great give away as to what we really are! We are not solitary organisms, struggling for survival, but members of a collective soul.
Now, if what I just said was untrue, than history, progress, err…, evolution, would never occur! We would remain trapped on our personal islands, which would sink when we die. Therefore, no progress would ever come to the human race, and we would be gone by now!
Luckily, we are members of a higher consciousness, and because of this, we remain. We are not completely locked in our time period. There is an inoculation of the future by the events we set up in life. Therefore, each of us becomes a permanent member of “The Great Continuum. Fair enough?
4. In order for us to survive, we will have to transcend or time-space models and be willing to embrace change.
What this will likely mean for us relatively soon, is that we will have to become more open to space exploration, and all that will entail. There will come a time when our sun, will likely nuke planet Earth, and then begin to burn out. If we are stuck here when this happens, we will die, and with that, all our accomplishments fall to naught.
Best case scenario would be that the entire phenomena would begin again, somewhere else! I am not satisfied with that scenario. Unfortunately, history proves that though we have continued to grow in complexity, the human race has repeated it’s patterns over and over. So our communal IQ has progressed greatly, our EQ has changed very little.
A. During our tribal period, we established the root of National Socialism. This system served our needs well, in a period of time when the Earth was huge, and human life was small.
B. Society quickly turned from N.S., and it’s feudalism, to embrace democracy. Democracy always embraced large and glorious periods, such as the Roman Empire, only to fall into an abyss of petty dictators and religious movements.
C. Nero began the end of Rome, and The United States is likely possessing his reincarnation. We can test this easily in the future years. Will this administration become the source of terrible persecutions, and national insanity, or will we jump to a new way of seeing things, and governing?
D. If we repeat the previous cycle, than by the current ways failing, we will live in darkness for a long time, but something beautiful will emerge. That is, if we have the time left to play these games!
is a subject I seldom think of, or care to contemplate. I am writing this post today, because I am dedicated to offering value to all those my style of thinking can reach.
It is quite troubling to me that so many people I know, are at least somewhat considering suicide! Often, these appear to be otherwise brilliant people! So where did this toe-gem of a bad idea come from?
Granted, the stress level of modern society is off the hook! It seems to be becoming harder and harder to find a space to center oneself. Also, many personal expectations of life have been challenged by the changing times. We cannot expect to fulfill all, or even most of our vintage comprehensions of who we should be.
I suppose that some just want to clock out while they are ahead:]
There is another category of people considering suicide, because they are so tormented by physical or mental illness, that they find life unbearable. My heart goes out to these people. I can get that there is some point when suffering can overcome the will to live.
Regardless of the reasons,
I am asking that anyone who wishes to end their life do their very freakin’ best to find a calm spot, and think about this matter very carefully!
Now, get this….
I am in no way trying to preach to anyone about what’s wrong or right. It’s just that suicide is a decision you can not take back!
As a young kid, I was big into drama. Once, when I couldn’t get my way, I told my dad that if he would not let me do whatever, [I forgot what], I would kill myself!
I’m still shocked at my father’s wisdom in his response!
He didn’t even blink. Sitting wordless for a moment, he broke that silence with a haunting piece of wisdom.
“I learned a very important thing back when I was in the navy. See, when I was off duty, my friends and I liked to party, and we partied hard! We would get so drunk, that we were really insane. Despite that insanity, I never forgot the most important rule of my training, that it is unwise to enter any building with only one way out. If you must do so, always stand or sit facing the door, so you can see what’s going on, and who is coming in.
This has saved my life many times. I don’t want you to have to go to war in order to learn this. The worst thing about killing yourself, is that it is the ultimate room with no escape!
Once you enter that place,
it no longer matters if you change your mind. The time for choices will be over!”
That was all he told me about that, and reverted to small talk. Such wisdom!
After that, the thought of suicide became off limits to me, in any serious sense. Sure, I went through a punk phase where I wrote “suicide” on my jacket, but that was just rebel flexing, if you get my meaning. Making decisions that cannot be recalled, are very scary, and usually stupid!
I hope that sharing my father’s words will help someone!
Mistake not that I don’t have my own take. This is far from over! So now I will speak my thoughts about this subject.
1. For all the religious,
what does your faith believe about suicide?
Most religions speak loudly against it, and a majority claim that it is a damnable sin. This means, you will go to hell!
Other religions state that it is an obstacle to enlightenment, which is about the same as the previous, except there is no penalty, only loss.
There obviously are exceptions to my statements, but these can be clearly seen as a political movements adoption, adaption of a religion. I will mention no names!
That’s all I will flex from religion!
What’s really important to remember, is that
will only exist, as you are now, in one time and space. I am not refuting reincarnation, just that you will never be
here again! As you are.
When you die, you are gone. No more to feel the sufferings of life, but equally unable to feel the relief.
3. What I find way more important,
is that I know that every being has a place in the “Great Scheme Of Things”, though I really could care less how they play it! I do hate to see anyone cheated, screwed, and lost to themselves.
4. I see reports on the state of humanity, and our planet, everyday. Seriously, I study this shit!
Every day, lives go down the crapper for various reasons, and so many of these souls are crying for
“One More Day!”
Just one more chance to perceive, and be a part of this phenomenal world,
“One More Day!”
To be with family, to work on a trade, to find oneself, or to be alone. “Please God,
Give Me One More Day!”
So you are truly tired of life? You just want it to end? You want to suck the barrel of a shotgun?
Not sure what more needs to be said.
I would recommend that if this is really how you feel, that you spend your life in the service of others. That way, you will be ending yourself, but in a good way. You could make a difference to those who do love life, and want more. Maybe your calling is here.
5. Are You Sure That Ending Your life Is A Good Idea?
See, no matter how wise or stupid you are, someone will follow your lead! Would you advocate this path? Would you tell your kids, “don’t worry if life gets tough, if it does, just kill yourself.”
6. Now, on to the deep stuff!
unconvinced, want it all to end!
Once again, I must remind you,
that this life is your one chance to claim your space. You have a mission to accomplish, and a world to build! Who for, you may ask? For you! You were brought here, possibly without choice! Building your kingdom probably involves getting the most out of this world you were brought into. You may not like where you are, and if so, how great would be your joy to change that!
I am convinced that this is a world built for warriors!
To me, failure to arise to the occasion is repugnant, if it is self made. Death will find us all soon enough, but we have work to do, and an immortality to achieve!
There is no room for losers in this world, but only you, can make yourself one! To die in your service is to achieve your island, your point in time, and a kingdom of your very own! So you have to have enough guts to keep going for as long as you can. It could be a very long ride, but well worth it. You, are all you will ever have.
Almost a year ago, I had an MRI of my brain. See, as with all, aging causes health problems, and my doctor recommended I get one. This was the most enlightening thing that ever happened to me. You might need to experience it to get it, I don’t know. I will try to tell you what happened to me that day.
The procedure was drummed up to seem quite scary. My doctor prescribed a valium to prevent possible panic. I was inserted into a “metal cave”, and heard crazy techno music blasting into me. Scary? Only a little bit. It was mainly fun! After getting out of the chamber, I saw the technicians processing the data on my brain. The coolest part was that I saw my brain live, and fell in love!
From that image, I saw what I really was. Funny to think about or say, but seeing the real me released me of the need for anyone else! That doesn’t mean that I don’t enjoy social gatherings, making love, or the communion with family and friends. It’s like I know now who really loves me, and I love them too. They are such a wonder, and miracle beyond measure. They are me!
I encourage you to find yourself,
the rewards are great!
Your choices are, and well they should, be yours, and yours alone! I don’t report people with suicidal thoughts. If you want to die, go for it! Please make your decision consciously!
As for me,
I love this world, and all her good, and all her evil, because I love myself, and I am of her.
From the blackness rose that peculiar vibration. It surged up through my bed, into my back, and spread through my entire body, like a slightly uncomfortable shock. “Here It Goes Again!” Feeling my insides changing shape, being penetrated and contorted, I knew for sure the lucid dream state was upon me. Opening my eyes, it was still dark. The clarity of my thinking concerned me, because I did not wish to wake up yet. Saw a spinning, silverfish ball in the dark, just in front of me, and knew it to be my third eye. It was time to assume “twin Positions.”
Began to spin within the black ectoplasmic soup that surrounded me. I repeated this two more time, then opened my eyes. As if I were awake, my bedroom looked as it usually does, my bed felt as it usually feels. Early morning sun shining through my window seemed to confirm that the dream was over. Checked my cellphone, and the time was 8:15 am. Suddenly the internal vibrations resumed, and closing my eyes, and re opening them, I was once more surrounded by darkness. Mission successful! I am now locked in the dream world, and will need to wake up three times to leave it!
[Though the technique is called “Twin Positions”, one may actually continue to wake up in as many dreams as they wish, and must wake up in reverse from each one before they ay awake from dream reality. FYI.]
Feeling the need to scream! Don’t know why exactly. Believe it is just my way of releasing internal pressure. It could have been a fart, belch, or giggle. Four screams, and off to work.
Entering the door of a large metal sided building. Although it looked like a warehouse, it was much bigger than any I have seen. It was at least three stories high, and nearly the size of a city block. The inside was quite different, containing many large rooms, many were rooms I had seen before during the course of my life. There were classrooms as well, which were similar to those of my high school days, the genetic cinderblock walls painted with shiny enamel in tacky colors. Much of the floor was paved with off white nylon tiles.
Walking down the hall, I came to a bend. Turning left, I continued to walk until I reached a door. Opening it, I saw it was my father’s bedroom. The floors had dirty old carpet, and his bed was covered in dust. I said “Dad, let’s get out of here!” His hair long and unkempt, much as a man on a long drinking binge, his look sullen but content, I was deeply concerned for him. He shook his head, saying “no, I want to stay here, and I want you to stay here too.” I told him that I did not wish to stay, and hope he will come with me instead. “I will not stay here long, please come with me now. Let’s get out of here!” He shook his head again, so I closed the door and began running away.
Knowing I was within a dream,
it became important for me to test my powers here. Thrusting my arms through a metal wall, I passed into the next room, and was joyously greeted by a good friend, and ex lover. She hugged me firmly, and told me how happy she was to see me. My libido being what it is, I couldn’t resist the temptation to have sex. It was awesome, though it started to turn weird. Going down on her was great! She tasted so wonderful, and I noticed that huge, swollen clit of hers, throbbing to the caresses of my tongue and lips. Suddenly it began to grow larger and larger, until it was almost a foot long! If that proved not to be strange enough, it began to grow bumps and knots, finally looking like an arm of an octopus, complete with suckers. I stroked it gently, and walked away.
Just a little way down the hall, I met another ex girlfriend. She threw her arms around me, and began sucking on my neck, whispering “it’s so great to see you again. I thought I would never be here with you!” Once again, my libido took over, and I licked my finger, and snaked it through her shorts and into her soft warm butt. After getting it in there as deep as possible, I pulled it out and sucked on it. The flavor was intense, delicious, and captivating! Started to feel seminal fluid running down my leg. My head started spinning, and once more, I lay in my bed. Checked the time. 8:15 am.
Time often works differently here. Frequently, it goes through loops. Therefore, the sense of time through experiences, cannot be used to evaluate physical time. At least I’ve found it so.
Suddenly a trumpet sounds. I am now in a completely different building, the Cameron Art Museum.
Sitting in a chair, in the first display room to the right, I listened with excitement to words about the oncoming display. It was said to be colossal! The greatest show ever to be presented! The sound of a girl’s scream broke the air savagely. The doors swung open, and a princess dressed in white rode into the room on a white horse. they proceeded to the back, behind row of chairs and eager viewers. next, an elephant walked into the room, swinging it’s trunk side to side, and walking to the back. After that , a boar came running in, growling at everyone, and following the elephant. I got scared, and ran for the door. More than some ran out as well. Leaving, I saw the horse running for the door, and hid behind it. The boar ran as well. Someone petted it on it’s way out. It sniffed my leg, and ran on.
I felt a little ashamed that I ran out of the room, but my fear of these big animals was strong!
Obviously, those who remained in the room were unharmed. Not one of these animals tried to harm me, though all but the elephant rapidly followed me as I left. Don’t know where the princess went. Think she is still in the room. The boar was the only animal to find me in hiding, but he left me alone.
The vibrations resumed, and three times, I woke up in my bed, my bedroom, and house.
Getting up, I felt a little nausea and stomach grumbling. Probably too much beer and T Day leftovers! Perhaps the effects of intense lucid dreaming. Whatever. From this dream, I have gained a wealth of subject matter for painting, and dream symbolism to investigate!
I saw this question on Quora, “Is digital painting killing art?” I have quite strong feelings to this question, because I have lived in the art world all my life, and generally have loved it. One thing I really hate about it though, is the arrogance and bigotry that seem to follow most artists, and their movements. Many beloved artists have shown their share of ignorance when it comes to defining what art is. This is a shame! I wish my profession was free from the back stabbing, ankle biting ways of other trades, but it is not!
What do most artists argue about? Technique!
“Her technique is inferior to mine”, “his art is wrongly motivated”, “he just copies and pastes”, “oil painting is an anachronism”, “watercolor is for kids”, “acrylic is an inferior medium”, and the list of crying just goes on!
Wah, wah, wah! Are we talking art or mush?
All art mediums are just that, a mode to accomplish art. Each have their sets of advantages and drawbacks. There is not a one, in past, present, or future, which is superior, or inferior. Art technique, is simply the way an artist chooses to represent their art!
Digital art is no exception. It does not give anyone the ability to produce better art, nor does it lessen the accomplishments of a master. All it does is covers space in an artist’s vision. How that space is covered is the only concern.
So, in digital art, we can capture an image, and merge it with another. Is the same not true for collage, or photo montage? I strongly believe that digital art is capable of fulfilling the dreams of painters such as Salvador Dali, and many other surrealists, myself included!
There are drawbacks!
One good example is that the images in digital art are formed by pixels, and not solid sheets of color. Therefore, enlarging the image beyond a certain point reveals that it is composed of many little squares of color. Not always a bad thing, though it could present problems for some. Another potential problem is that since digital art is not physical, artists would be wise to create a number of backups, to insure the safety of their work.
Furthermore, much of the art world is still a little backward. Artists used to rely on art dealers to market them, much as musicians are marketed by record labels. Many art dealers would prefer to work with expensive physical property, so digital artists might do best to market themselves, or hire a website manager.
This being what it is,
I still strongly believe that digital offers a great future to artists who enjoy presenting their work in cyberspace. The tools are out there to produce quality art equal to the talent of the artist.
there are definite advantages!
1. Ever heard the term starving artist? It is very hard to make good money being an artist. Using physical media, one very expensive piece must be sold at a time, ad someone has to both want, and be able to afford it. This greatly narrows one’s clientele. Digital art may be sold as downloads, so one piece of art can be sold over and over. This opens an opportunity for an artist to pocket a steady income, if they have talent. Sure, downloads are cheap, but in quantity, they add up! I will venture to say that a good artist could make more money on one piece using digital, than a traditional master was ever able to! Van Gogh more than likely would have established great success…um…, before he died, if he was willing and able to market his works in cyberspace.
Just telling it like it is!
2. Art is about much more than money! It is “a relationship to life”, “A science and religion”, “A calling from God”, “A conduit for evolution, physical, cultural, emotional and physical”, “A great psychological therapy, without the need for prescription.” To all this and more, I greatly agree.
What I do have problem with,
is that so many dismiss the importance of getting paid for our services, since we really need to! To have a profession is to offer value to others. In order to stay alive long enough to do so, one must get paid! [not too crazy a concept, huh?] I believe the artists of today stand a beautiful chance of being able to communicate their vision to the entire world, at a price that even a rough economy can afford.
By doing so, they may offer value to billions of people, who really need what they have to offer, but until now, could not afford it! This is a win/win for all. The catch is, artists will have to evolve along with the rest of the world, or have problems. We already do, so what’s to lose? :]:]:]
3. Paints take time to dry, and eventually deteriorate. True statement. Digital is dry immediately, and a finished work will remain as long as the device it is housed in. Say you put your art on a flash drive several times. Unless all copies are destroyed, your work will remain alive, untainted, and potentially viral! Ain’t that great news?!!!
My father, Saant Celia, definitely one of the greatest artists who ever lived, painted in oil. He was very concerned over atmospheric conditions, such as extreme humidity, heat or cold. These could ruin what he spent months to build! I see some of his work today, and it brings tears to my eyes to see it has changed somewhat, due to age. Everything changes, that’s fct, but digital stands a good chance of lasting a very long time, at least as long as cave art. Drives and cd’s will likely be able to be read hundreds of years from now, and be converted to the latest technology, as time demands. Just a thought.
4. One of my favorite perts concerning digital art, is that it opens my sphere of communication to anywhere the internet can. Right now this means Planet Earth. I have so much to say, and so little time to do so. It’s wise to embrace what extends your life!
digital art is not for everyone, and that’s fine. It does offer some great advantages to artists.
All I really ask is that those who wish to judge an art form become well acquainted with it, before they speak a word. It is common of humans to abuse what they don’t understand and therefore dismiss what discomforts them. We artists are not common people. Accept all and think for yourself!
Hello to you, all you interesting, adventurous and wonderful people who made it here to my site! Hope the Autumn season is treating you well, your silos are stocked full, and your hearts ready to engage a new year.
I surely have had my share of hardships this past year, and am willing to bet that many of you have as well. Our world is undergoing a period of extreme transformation. Basic concepts of what life and liberty are really about are being challenged. Upon the descent of the “Sun God” into the “Abyss”, I am finding much of what we take for granted, now up in the air!
Religious freedom, freedom of speech, freedom of love, rights of citizens/ and non citizens, world trade, social security, freedom to demonstrate, freedom online, climate change, affordable healthcare, and so much more, are rolling across a gridded sky, leaving little but questions, when most of us are praying for answers!
Once more, election day passes on, leaving us with the promise of a great future, new beginnings and the like, and it becomes a passing wave for us to surf or drown in.
I want to make it clear that I did not vote for Donald Trump! The reason why, is that he has never as much as insinuated that my freedom, and the freedoms of all others, will be held sacred, and kept off the chopping block. He has appealed to the fears of a much abused world! This does not sway me, as I refuse to let fear run my life. I will stand for freedom above all else. That is something that can’t be bought, sold, or killed.
Now that Mr. Trump is president-elect of the United States Of America, I would love to make clear to him what I will, and won’t tolerate in my world. I’m asking all of you to do the same.
1. Freedom Of Religion- un-negotiable! Americans not only are entitled, but will be entitled, to worship as they wish, or even not at all. If not on board, leave America!
2. Freedom Of Speech- Americans not only are entitled, but will be entitled, to speak their minds. If not onboard, leave America!
3. Freedom Of Love- No book or set of boundaries should incline or probate love.
4. Freedom Of Choice
Ideally, unwanted pregnancies will not exist. It should not be a choice of the irresponsible to bear children, in an ideal world. It will happen, and when it does, we have some serious considerations to make. Firstly, our world is dangerously over populated. Many of these unwanted children will become slaves to dire, and life long hardship. Is this a gift we wish to leave future generations?
Let me state that I stress rigid responsibility over abortion any day, but stand for a woman’s choice to terminate unwanted pregnancy.
Even more do I stand for huge life benefits to couples and singles who refuse to bear children.
We are entering a new experience of what it means to be alive today!
As is always the case, there are wonderful places to go, and terrific people to be. We have to understand though, that our scenario is different from that of previous centuries. The world has changed, and we are changing too. Overpopulation is killing the environment that humanity needs to survive. What are we thinking about that? What can we do? Personally, I do not approve of abortion, but do support pro-choice.
On a final note to this last thought, I challenge all Americans to prevent unwanted pregnancies! The ultimate being to end the need to end life, and make it profitable!
People who choose to dedicate their lives to the refinement of their professions for the greater good of society, and refrain from procreation, should be entitled to lifelong free housing and medical care. This investment would cut millions of dollars from welfare, and place that remaining, where it is most needed and deserved.
5. Respect for the environment
Planet Earth is our home. I will accept no leader as my Commander In Chief, who fails to recognize the importance of preserving our environment! If this is less than a top concern for them, I can give them no respect!
It’s really quite simple. If our house is falling down, it really doesn’t matter if we close the windows and lock the doors! Denial won’t cut it either. If our environment becomes unlivable, it won’t matter what we believe to be the case. Truth will speak through our failing health and lifestyles. This is not what I wish for the country I love, or myself.
6. What’s up with your choice of friends, Mr. Trump?
You will appoint a white supremacist as your top White House strategist , and a racist in charge of enforcing the Voting Rights Act? Is this true Donald? If so, expect no love from me! I will never accept anyone as my president who has ties to the Nazi party, or the KKK! Simple enough for you?
It is my view that the best way to evaluate the heart of an individual is to watch what comes out of the woodwork around them. Words can be deceptive, and promises easily broken, but the company of the speaker tells few lies.
Just a year ago, talking with a friend of mine about a recent KKK rally, I told him that the only reason it doesn’t enrage me more, is I don’t fear it. I thought of the KKK as a once very powerful and evil organization that has become a pitiful anachronism loved by ignorant goofballs and nutcases. I sort of felt sorry for them and their backward ways. Today, my feeling has changed. I believe them to be a dangerous terrorist threat right within our country, and would love it, Mr. Trump, if you would build a wall around them!
Bigotry is not an American value! With you, or without you, it never will be. I would like to see you, Mr. President Elect, begin building that wall now!
Today’s political landscape easily mirrors our current bedbug epidemic. Creepy, hostile, weird stuff is emerging from the woodwork everywhere! Do they belong to you Mr. Trump?
7. As President of the United States Of America, you are not a king, nor a dictator, but rather the representative of the American people. Show me who you represent.
8.What do you claim to offer the world in general, I mean, we all live in it. Right?
9. How do you plan to direct foreign policy in a way that brings light and freedom to all it touches? Do you care about our allies and the civilians in supposed hostile lands?
10. Now, the biggest thing on my mind is this……….
Your campaign slogan is, “Make America Great Again”. I ask you when we stopped being great? Yes, we have our problems, but all the same, I believe we are great right now! Don’t point fingers, Mr. trump, just offer your integrity, and know that because you are being heard at all, your country is great. Can you make it better? I hope so.
Just the day after election, a friend of mine showed me a quite interesting post. I can’t remember the exact wording, so I will paraphrase. ” Will Donald Trump be a good president? I hope so! People who wish him to fail are like passengers of a plane hoping the pilot will crash it!”
I hope you will be a good president,
and I hope that everyone in this country, who loves it and respects freedom over all, will be benefited by your election. Honestly, I have my doubts, but would love to be proven wrong.
My last post was very short, while this one may be quite long. I hope you enjoy, and get something from it. You will see a lot of my latest art here. Remember I said I needed to take a break and refresh. This is what it has come to…
Election Day!, Save our country!, “Bad Hurricane, how dare you cost me $90!,
“You want to save our world? Better give me some money, before it’s too late!” By the way, we have the best spaceship to Heaven, and we are offering it for the very low price of $5000,000,000, but we have payment plans available. Don’t let our bad economy stop you from getting it all!
Well, it’s really not we, only me. Hey, make your payments available to
and God willing, Heaven will be yours! :]:]:]
After an unholy butt load of that crap, and seeing that I really have something to say, I retired to my art for inspiration. Unholy summer of un stained panties and swimwear! There is so much more than something to say. I’ve got some things to show. Yes, I have more than one:]:]:]
So I’m drawing the “Ice Curtains” to politicians right now, this is about me!
I am an artist
to qualify, I am an artist
At the edge of magic!
My physical form changes constantly, such as life and reality…
I am not at liberty to play games on you, though I would love to play them with you. Consider me as The Green Man In contemplation. My world is new, and I’m hoping that your world is too. Otherwise, sail off…
I invoke the power of a great lantern to light my way. Together forming this lantern, we are a god/goddess. We become the holiest of holy, by transformation into the unholy.
By this I mean, facing reality. There is nothing in this world that can help us get our lives straight, unless it is ourselves! The Gods and Goddesses are merely icons, until we incarnate them! Get it?
Without pseudo reasoning for a mentor, our focus often turns to “Death.” Are we really not fearing an ending for a greatness not begun? Where was I when I needed help? I’m hoping to instigate answers to these questions.
The universe has bestowed us with gifts such as love, which in reality is an embracing of self, and lust, which keeps it all moving. Furthermore, we have everyday life as a reality check. Going back to love, embracing self is embracing all. Just think about it! We are beginning a journey. Hope we are all together.
Regardless of style, art is a science of symbolism. It has been used from primordial times and up to the present, to concentrate bands of perception into usable and potent aggregates.
In a well done painting, the awareness of a million years is condensed, and reincarnated in the present moment! We can see this in every art revolution that’s ever existed. Test this yourself. Observe and contemplate the art of different periods of history. Within each, the unchanging element can be found, and more! The art of every civilization and time period provides a window to that place, both in what it shows, and what it does not.
My point is that art is the most potent of all magickal tools, as well as the prime tool for social evolution and communication. Tarot decks are perfect examples of all I have inferred, yet it gets so much deeper! Art controls society completely!
You want to buy a home. Where will you wish to live, and what style of house would you wish to live in? Did you determine all you needed to from personal experience? You want to join a religion, list the motivators. The list could go forever, but doesn’t need to. Symbolism creates reality! Artists are architects of symbolism.
There are days when it may get difficult to understand these things. It probably would be better to say, that when things get rough, it becomes somewhat difficult to identify with the greatness of “true being”, and our purpose in this amazing continuum. It’s really just our ego’s feeling hurt, but these things will pass in the wake of transpersonal glory.
Every year, and every day of my life, the evidence builds!
I take a humble kind of pride in the knowing that everything is The Great Continuum, and I am doing my part. This Divine Fractal expands and contracts in sensuous waves within the peaceful stillness of eternity. Jellyfish wisdom?
I have always loved and admired jellyfish. They are so beautiful and delicate. I see them as organic fractals, or individual “bing-bangs” pulsing with the tide. In spite of their great vunerability, the jellyfish is still one of the most successful species on earth, and probably have a great future! Why?
For one, they can be deadly predators without a passion for hate. Even if the jellyfish had a high IQ, I doubt it would make much trouble for anyone who left it alone. It likes to eat, and will consume whatever it can.
Secondly, jellyfish are highly adaptable to most any environment. Pollution may actually aid their success, by creating an environment rich in organic matter and a multitude of protein rich organisms. Wouldn’t it be cool if we could do that?
When a jellyfish washes up on a beach, or gets plowed by a passing boat, the other jellyfish don’t get depressed and whine about the futility of life. They eat, reproduce and die, like everything else, but do so without huge psychological problems. This is another reason they find it so easy to succeed.
In this lowly organism, the meaning of life is completely established, at least for now. Within their physical appearance, and their very nature, profound wisdom abides!
Now, about the “Great Intellectual Jellyfish”…
Several months ago, I had a MRI. Though I was prohibited from photographing my brain, I got to see it, and absolutely fell in love! For the first time, I saw the real me. It was a delicate creature, composed mainly of cholesterol, bathed in an inner ocean housed in a flesh machine. I was, and still am, in complete awe! This creature designed my life. It determined how long my hair should be, what I would eat, drink, or smoke, how I would react to whatever it’s decisions were. It decides how much of it’s awareness it should share with me, and in reality, what my life will be about.
This is the really cool part…
For that moment, I was in complete communion with myself. I could see my brain, looking back at me, and it was able to see it’s creation. It was also able to tell the deep love I had for it. From an MRI, I learned true self love! Get one if you can! They are very expensive, but of all the personal development tools I’ve tried, it was the best so far. By the way, if you do get one, and want the pic, you probably should click your cellphone without asking! I did, and they told me no. [they kinda suck!] Partially joking, as I know they have their rules to protect their business, and that should get some respect. Never the less, this is me, and they should feel the sting of a thousand nettles for holding such a personal picture from me. I still plan to get it!
So in this post, I am sharing with you my most recent art, and the inspiration behind it. Soon I will return to my social and political engagements, as there is a lot to be addressed! As of now, please contemplate the beauty and power of art, and employ it in your life as you see fit.
Hope all had a happy Halloween. Autumn blessings to you!
To all who view my site, I’m sure you’ve noticed that lately I’ve posted very little. This is because I needed some time to rediscover me, and the crazy wonderful world that inspires my posts! Election day is coming soon, and the closer it comes to being here, the less I wish to speak about politics.
This is a site for art, and artistic expression.
I have shared with all of you, my views on politics, and so for now,
It’s time to move to bigger and better things.
All the same, please don’t forget to vote! In this new world, ideas matter more than ever! Voting in my opinion, is less about the candidates than it is what they have to offer you. Please keep this in mind! Let me give you a silly example:
You read “The Philosophy Of Joe Schmow.” Finding it greatly inspiring, you followed his posts and political campaigns, etc. Later, your enthusiasm is dashed against rocks, as you hear that Joe is a complete fraud! Joe is a liar! Joe is a money hungry nutcase! Joe is really Jane:] the list goes on… Now Joe is campaigning for the very things you wish for yourself and your country. Ask yourself if Joe can prevail. Will he? Invest in your future. The faces are just icons. Support the visions closest to your own, and afterward, do your part to bring them to physical reality!
In future posts, I plan to continue with the themes of art and magic. I plan to offer ideas concerning mind expansion, consciousness extension, life extension, personal development, and much more!
I would love your input here. What are your dreams and concerns? What is your vision of the future? Look deep into that eye looking into your deepest being. What is there to say?