Chicken or the Egg

The Chicken or the Egg discussion usually leads to great theoretical debates and perplexing concepts that rely on other theories…not facts.

What if the real answer is that there is No Beginning, and there is No End.

Evolution and progress is continued growth of new beginnings that are dependent upon other new beginnings that could stem from an end or the death of something else leaving us with no way to know what was the beginning or end–if there is such a thing.

Then, we avail ourselves of the GOD argument. But then, why was GOD GOD? Don’t question God! But does God have a God that has a God? Do they co-manage each other. Is there only one?

Just accepting that we (humans and all life on earth) will become something else, over time, brings me peace. It’s like ascension.

If the World were to End (but then it Didn’t)

The Fifth Element is a ridiculous movie that taught me something special. And, I feel like I never got the point of the message, until I got the point of the message. This world, here on Earth, is an amazing place, that goes un and under appreciated–far too often. And, we live with constant fear of destruction. With that fear, we preemptively create destruction in order to deal with our own fears. Kill or be killed. How can that change? Is there more to this life than the pain we always cause? There is.

Well, what if NASA in conjunction with other “authorities” on the matter, determined that the Earth was going to be hit by an asteroid, and everything on Earth will be obliterated, one year from today? What would you do today and for the remainder of that year?

I know I would love everything, try anything, and spend my time living in my passions that I’ve learned to be passionate about in my lifetime up until now, knowing they would be expanded in a very short time. This being a codependent concept on our society still functioning in a recognizable manner. But would it? And as that year passed by and there was one day left until eminent destruction, what would you do, and where would you be, and who would you be with?

But then, for some reason, the asteroid changed it’s trajectory, by mans doing, or there being a saving grace provided by God, or the energy of the universe shifting, that allowed us to all live on.

Is there any way that you would be able to return to living how you lived one year earlier?


When you are changed, it’ll be forever. With that knowledge, you can just make that decision now. Live and love your life like there’s only a year or a day left, and I guarantee you will not go back to the fucked up ways of yesterday. I promise our society would be improved as well. All things we do now would be impossible to do the next day.


“Greatness is achieved by stringing together or compiling many years of wonderful work”

“No shortcuts exist on the journey to greatness”

“when you truly believe, anything is truly possible”

“without sacrifice the

reward doesn’t exist”

“the greater the sacrifice, the greater the reward, the greater the greatness”

Dressing the Part

I’m more concerned with BEING the part, than looking the part. Until my reputation precedes myself, I’ll do both.


We live in a world more concerned with appearance than substance. I’d rather be it, than look it. But even then a lot of people would not be able to appreciate you for your merit. Thus, I’ll
do all I can to present myself to the world so they can appreciate my substance.



American Greed is a powerful show, beyond the stories depicted. It’s been on the air for about 5 or 6 seasons.
The show explores the white collar crimes perpetrated by individuals who value money over everything. The subjects of interest are often times considered intelligent, smart, personable, savvy, along with other positive attributes. It seems to demonized the actions and fall out that the subject of interest caused, then exculpate them from real guilt at the same time because the the justice system is so broken that it enabled them and doesn’t adequately redeem the injured. Thus, the justice system becomes the real problem in that the harmed individuals from these white collar crimes are still left to foot the bill.

The show is justified in identifying the flaws of all elements involved in these crimes, scams, and schemes to enable a person to live a materially rich life, while pointing out benefits of hard work and thinking outside the box or ahead of the times. The show wisely hints and demonstratively shows Americans’ greed as well as Americans’ lack of awareness.

Our justice system does suck, it’s slow, and doesn’t account for innovative crimes that have layers of guilty parties. But, it does show that there is a natural balance that occurs. A multi-millionaire thief will have their deeds catch up to them in the form of jail, family issues, health issues, and death.

The show has taught me to live on the right side of the equation as much as possible. Karma is real. Evolution and change is the only constant. You can’t stay out front or on top forever.

About My Pain

I trained for my own pain
believing it would be relieved in success,
such so to override the pain it took to get there,
yet never realizing that I trained for my own pain.

I am who I am. And it will be what it will be,
but I can’t see beyond the misery.
I made the me I am, for the dream of who I am,
yet unaware that I trained for my own pain.
The pain is freely given for those on this road, need no tarots for this is no

Simply and shamelessly gullibly ignorantly oblivious to my training for for my own pain.
Not enough paint can paint the painting to my pain.
Can’t point the finger knowing I was the master of my slavery.

I trained for my pain to become a slave–unknowingly.
I’m the me I am that created the slave I am,
unnoticing the grave I’m digging for where I’ll lay one day.

Not sure how I didn’t realize that I was training for my own pain, yet a pain I didn’t train for, but no less adore.

The Thing About Cages

We created these cages…

The cages aren’t only for the lions, tigers, and bears

The cages aren’t only made of steal bars and fears

The cages have been made for the special among us,

The cages have been made with complexified ideas

contained within pages of text

The cages have been made for more than just slaves,

and the reprobates.

We’re all being robbed and we’re all endangered

to our own cages that we set up

Be careful not to slip and fall in your own trap or cage

Be greater than limitations and known possibilities

Stop being your own or others’ enemy.

we cage the greats (to be unique is to be great);

we hold them back and gang up on them;

so hide if you’re special;

blend in;

don’t stand out;

be a carbon copy;

fuck uniqueness; and

seek mediocrity.

It’s easier.

Happy Corporate Thanksgiving

I’m not a traditionalist. Things change. And things changing is a good thing. The fact that businesses are not revering Thanksgiving anymore, by operating on that day, speaks to the fact that we Americans revere money and spending it much more…we want the material things much more. It’s not like some Corporation just up and said, “no turkey on Thanksgiving. Go shopping!” No. People who work for the corporations set out a business plan, and crunched the numbers and decided to set it in motion, based on understanding what the people really want. What sucks is that the retailers have to have employees operating the stores. It sucks for the people who have to work. It sucks for the people who lose a holiday, while those who keep their holiday can go and shop or go out like they want to on Thanksgiving. The people spoke with their wallets and desires. I love when broadcasters or interviewers ask their athletic NBA or NFL subjects if they mind playing on such a holiday. Like, doesn’t suck losing your holiday? Pose that question to yourself, given that person is also working. But athletes have the advantage to say that they love it, they grew up wanting to be on the biggest stage ever and that it’s a blessing. They do it with a handsome salary doing what they love. Sadly, people working at wal-mart aren’t in love with their jobs or their pay.

But, we are different…our culture has changed. Traditions change as the culture changes. We don’t need to pool our harvest together in a cornucopia and eat one major fest to celebrate the season. No! We have grocery stores and fast food, and a plethora of fine restaurants to eat at, at any given moment. Thanksgiving isn’t what it used to be because people who work at corporations fucked it up. No, the Times changed. People who work, want to use their off days to get shit done that they can’t when they are working 9-5 and commenting to and from work, while having to pick up kids and take them to their tutors or soccer practice, or all the many things we do around working and school. Thanksgiving is a day off, and day try don’t want to spend over a stove and cleaning dishes. We want to spend that time with friends–maybe family–and being social. Essentially, we have spoken. We have said we would rather be shopping on Thanksgiving and being out and running errands then sitting around the table.

Our tradition has changed. Happy Thanksgiving!