Saw this on Yahoo....
McCain is an idiot!

Don't mess with scientists

Thu Oct 9, 2:55 PM ET

If a burst of sun activity caused a magnetic blast to Earth and knocked out every satellite and our entire electrical grid, one thing would happen to Earth's population. It would deminish greatly. Most autos wouldn't operate because an electrical buzz of this kind would wipe out their computer brains. Lets just say for arguements sake that it was going to take at least a year to get even the first grid back up and running.

What would you do?

 Odyssey,

It's totally cool.  Meanings in writing are sometimes easily misunderstood. We are all going through one measure of crap or another.

This whole thing has been on my mind since you and I talked a few weeks ago here at the apartment and with recent posts. 

I even wrote a piece on paranormal news..check it out it's in reply to Jeff regarding the Oil Apocalypse. Again a fitting reminder of the importance of friendship....

Take it easy.

http://www.paranormalnews.com/article.asp?ArticleID=1273

I have been so busy lately with work and overtime that all I've been able to do is come home and sleep. I get a week off starting tomorrow and I for one know I deserve it. My best friend is coming to visit and I can hardly wait. It's been almost a year since I've seen him. It seems unfair that the people you should be close to are so far away and the people you should be further away from are so close. There has to be some life lesson in it somewhere. Maybe it's just the simple understanding that we need to appreciate our friendships while they last because you never know when they are going to disappear. Who knows maybe it's deeper than that and I just need a better pair of glasses to see it.

Just thinking back on the memories with him I can't help but smile. It seems like no matter what we always laugh so hard we cry. He knows me better than anyone other than my wife. 

It makes me wonder, when I think back over the many friendships I've had, why so many fail and why this one glowingly thrives. There seem to be numerous reasons. Some just rot away because the foundation upon which we build love gets thinner and thinner out of lack of maintenance etc. Others because of some shameful act that leads us to only one conclusion in our bond. Some because the act of love is greatly one sided and sooner or later we just move on. It's sad to me in any case that it just isn't important enough to maintain or start these relationships. Maybe it's because it isn't always easy...and we like easy. 

Anyone else out there feel this way?

 

 I 

LOVE 

LUCRECTIASHEART

:)

I've been thinking and I've come to a solid conclusion about one thing in general about people. 

Walking the avenue of life there seems to be one great divide between me and the rest of the world. It started back in elementary school. I noticed that alot of kids took pleasure in hurting other children. It could take shape with boys picking on other boys, fighting, or girls laughing cutely as they watched the torment going on. I know girls pick on other girls too, it's just that they tend to have a different tact and I was not subjected to much visibility of it. I was lucky in that I was rarely the object of this behavior...but I watched around me as others took part or were taken advantage of. I was a shy boy and would never dream of picking on or hurting anyone else. Even then, I knew it was an obvious wrong that I could never commit. It was not even an option really. Being in my mid thirties now I realize that these same patterns still hold true in some facet. The tactics may have changed but the game still remains the same. I could not stomach the behavior then and I'm even less fond of it now. 

If anyone on my short friends list was or is one of those people who enjoyed this stuff I think it best that you unfriend me now and spare me the disappointment in the long run.

I'll never understand what is so wonderful about hurting other people. Even if they suck, I still don't get enjoyment from watching them suffer. Granted I may care less than I would for a person who is relatively good and kind. I've been on a difficult road over the past four years and I've been flown at and deliberately hurt by others who got off on it. My tolerance for this fundamental flaw in people is forever low.

So, f-off to all those people....past - present - and future.

Make me see

Make me listen 

Make me wonder

Make me feel

Make me dream and still remember

More no more no less no more to find

Breath, bleeding, haunting, silently alone just to feel

Escaping, missing, silently once beautiful



Make me see 

Make me listen

Make me wonder

Make me feel

Make me dream and not surrender

As my voice sits silent 

And my heart it feels less than before 

And my feelings fail me



Make me beautiful again 

Feel like I'm special still 

And remind me how to smile

And feel like diamonds

Bind my tears and banish them

Whisper in my mind as I run away and hide



Make me bleed

Make me whisper

Make me secret

Make me wish I was never born to say this

As I wait for such simpleness

As I hear my quiet haunting

As I feel this silence collapses me



Feel like I'm special still

Remind me how I smiled

And felt like poison

Once beautiful again

And my tears will cherish them

Whisper in my heart

As I disappear once beautiful

 

I quit smoking today.

I have fascination for people who exhibit a unification of emotion, reason, and action resulting in a culmination of a passionate determination through truth.................(oh and as embarassing as it might be to say) a little fashion isn't bad either!

Two days ago I walked into Speedway as I normally do after work. I buy my usual pack of smokes and occasionally a six pack of brew. I noticed that there were a couple of families of african americans there buying fruit drinks and what-knots...no big deal. This particular Speedway is off the freeway in rural Ohio but you get a pretty mixed bag there. Again, no big deal.  Actually I was happy to see some different types there for once instead of all the redneck construction types.....not that I have anything against the type. But rather refreshing all the same. Being wolfishly observant, I noticed a guy walk in with youngish sweaty bravado with the tatoo of "White Power" tattood on each forearm. It was obvious that he was making a statement considering the current "crowd". Nothing major happened and no incidents to report. But it just got me to thinking about the entire "us / them" mentality.

There is a major "fever" to find / and or discover this other side  where we can accomplish the "US". We (it seems to me) will even create it where it doesn't exist for example; sports. We rave and yell over "our team" being better than yours. Fighting kicking and yelling, we've even gotten our children involved. My kid is better than yours! 

It must stem from our primitive social mammal selves. I can't understand where else it comes from. Somehow we must devide everything and create a black and white situation. Then, we need to convince others that there is something worth fighting for and take down the "THEM".

I went inward and realized that I too do this. In this writing alone I have delineated a two-fold separation between one group and another. I think the big  difference is how I treat the "THEM". 

With the "White Power" person at the Speedway I sensed a primitive "US / THEM" mentality. It made me feel sad and a bit angry.  Sad that someone could be that low and angry that this world couldn't teach an ignorant (perhaps less intelligent) person a better way. Shouldn't this be squelched out by now? I mean we can go to the moon and back, we can send satellites to the ends of our solar system, but we can't prevail on an obviously degenerated idea?

There will always be an "Us / Them", I get that. Someone will always be more intelligent or better looking. Someone will always have more money than you or more power etc. I think the separation that gets me is how we use the "US" mind. Just because I have more money than a homeless person doesn't mean that it is ok to spit on that person. I guess I just believe in equal opportunity and equal responsibility.

The "White Power" guy came in looking for a confrontation, hoping for it even. The idea itself is contradictory for anyone who looks at life logically. Even on a Christian level (which I'm not). We share an equivalency of procreation....we're humans!  It's the fever that bothers me.

If the poop really does hit the fan (which I believe it is close). Everyone will be fighting over one thing or another. As food gets scarce or water gets low or areas get crowded, we will feel the need to find differences and destroy the group of "Them's". I think we walk a very fine line in separation. With a good sturdy wind from one direction the world will topple over. I'd like to believe in the good of people and the world, I'm not (believe it or not) massively pessimistic. I just speak as I see. 

Meaning no insult to anyone but, in a world where LiveJournal becomes a straight on evil or "THEM"...you better be looking out behind because I believe there is heck of a lot worse yet to come...

There seems to be no formula for picking and choosing battles...except for the bottom line. I find that when I sit by myself and calmly reflect with heart and mind that I find the answer. Sometimes it really ticks me off because I want to be angry...but it isn't always for the best and it isn't always filled with truth. I believe there are battles worth fighting for and will be more vital ones in the future...but it isn't worth creating them.

"Ya wanna be mad, be mad for our environment...for the natural world being snuffed out through extinction of environment and species. This should make everyone cry, it should make everyone angry...it's clear and vile. It's about "us" without any "them". Maybe that's why it's not so much more important."

GP

Heavens and Hells

Worn out and tired - detached defiled
Born and hired - robots wired

Screaming bottled - wells all dried
Mind throttled - roses lied

Sacred pennies in my sack
Hourglass on its back

Shifting sands in waters' hands
Calming winter in summers' lands

Sweet salt - a bitter tear
Carry fault - pretty queer

Forgotten folds - sacred books
Rotten molds - hateful looks

Friends of fruit find my lips
Love bends to find my grip

Tender bloom - climbs the shed
Hallowed loom - weaves the thread


Embers glisten - fires melt
Elders listen - love is felt

Figured it was about time I write in this thingy. Before I get booted or something. All apologies. I have been stretched to the limit with work. LillyFest is next weekend and I'm behind - no surprise. I finished 21 stoneware fish this week.

Last weekend I helped my friend Ben put in a retaining wall in his backyard. I moved about 3 tons of dirt - one ton of sand and 2 tons of patio brick........needless to say my behind was sore! Looks good though - the patio I mean....not that my behind doesn't or anything.

The good thing is that all this work keeps my mind busy....which is greatly appreciated when it comes to my real job and the seemingly endless constriction with the father and his "wife". In case anyone doesn't know, I work for the company that my father owns. A company that I was supposed to be co-owner of but that was taken away in order to keep greedy wifey poo happy. Better to screw over your son than the dear old gorgon headed insignificant other.

Sorry still sore over the whole mess.....speaking of gorgons, I plan to write again soon in the arena of snakes. Basically it's my take on the mentality of religion and the hypocrisies of god and faith.

My mood is not really predatory....just  thought it was neat considering the song.

 

Just making sure this all works and stuff!