THE JULIAN ASSANGE QUESTION… TRUTH SEEKER… OR TRAITOR?

I am amazed how one person can get the entire world’s diplomatic corps’ shorts in such a wad.

I don’t condone… or condemn… what Julian has done. It is… what it is… and the pendulum of forces swings the other way… and Uranus often reveals shocking things… and when Uranus conjuncts with Jupiter, a lot of surprising things… like a quarter of million secret documents with one keyboard stroke and a flash card.

There would not be a problem… if world governments were honest and forthright with their citizens who they are supposed to represent and work for … instead they perpetually lie and line their pockets with taxpayer money and special interest bribes. For a few… war is very profitable… and if necessary they will ‘manufacture’ a reason to start a war.

It goes way back… 1898 the USS Maine blew up and sank in Havana, and the yellow press of the Hurst newspapers had us in the Spanish American War… and years later it was proven that the explosion was simply caused by a coal bin fire and not a terrorist torpedo. The sinking of the luxury liner SS Lusitania by a German U-boat was used as propaganda to get the USA into WWI… again decades later it is proven that the ship was secretly carrying munitions destined for England, thus hiding behind the civilian shield of a passenger ship… Roosevelt and his hierarchy knew the Japanese where going to attack Pearl Harbor and let them so that the public would not object to entering WWII… JFK and the ‘magic’ bullet and lone shooter Oswald… LBJ and the ‘nothing there’ Tonkin Gulf excuse to escalate Viet Nam into a full scale war… the Pentagon Papers that revealed that the military high command knew that Viet Nam war was unwinnable… Nixon and Watergate… then the controlled demolition of Building 7… ‘Pull it’…all rigged and set up to come perfectly straight down within a few hours after the first plane hit the world trade center? …common sense tells one… and any honest demolition expert will tell you, it take days and weeks to plan, rig, and bring a building straight down like that… so why would someone pack their building with explosives and plan to bring it down… before 9/11? …and of course “The Weapons of Mass Destruction” that Saddam never had… and now the longest and most expensive war in American history that may very well bankrupt the nation… are you following the thread here? Lies… Lies… Liars!

A pawn sacrifice is a common strategy in a chess game… and like Lee Harvey Oswald… Julian Assange… may simply be a pawn in their evil game… whose revelations are meant to undermine the current world political structure… so that a ‘new world order’ can miraculously come forward and fix things and restore order… to the chaos they created in the first place!

The solution? …just stop lying.

Don’t hold your breath on that one… check your kits… and try to stay of their way.

…may the peace and love of the cosmos be with you…

WORKING THROUGH IT… OR DOES IT WORK THROUGH YOU?

Planetary transits through one’s natal chart and individual reality… are not always pleasant… but they do present one with the opportunity to use the lessons of life to transform negative emotions and to evolve one’s spirit… and to get the ego out of the way… and reconnect with the Creation… and it all resides within… as always… The Great Spirit… that is all of us, and all and everything, and infinite love… which, in my opinion and reality… is our purpose for being here in this illusory reality in the first place.

As you steady, dear readers, can tell… from my tone of late… I’ve been living with some difficult conjuncts and squares… like transiting Saturn activating my entire natal ‘T-Bar’ and Pluto squaring it making it all a jolly grand cross… and a bit of a test… namely for my ego…

A quieter side of myself… yes, I do have one… in the heart chakra area… has managed to quiet my Aries Moon rascal and wiseacre down for a few days now… with calm observations… like, ‘yes, as a mundane astrologer sometimes your prognostications are spot on… just like Nostradamus and Lilly… and all those famous guys…’ Then long silence, and then quiet questions… ‘…and? …so? …does it change anything?’

…I still seem to get caught up in the events like everyone else …and then I begin to lose my impartiality …and after maybe days or weeks of emotional reacting there is a quiet moment …the emotional fogs clear …and there you are …facing your contradictions …again. It seems like some sort of an internal fly wheel or cam… that opens places of awareness… and then closes them for physical experience… now open for reflection and assimilation… that we all constantly are going through… in our lifetimes of evolving experience… thus, it’s true… we never die… we just come around again and take a new course… or repeat the old one that we didn’t quite get the last time around.

…and so it goes through our daily lives …here’s the Saturn transit again …the big ones, conjunct, square, and opposition come around about every seven years …and that becomes the question. What did I not resolve seven years ago? …whatever it was …here it is again, or another version of it …like another layer of the onion of one’s personality …and on it goes as the planets spin.

What brought me to these recent questions and observations is the research that I’ve been doing on the legendary social satirist comedian, the late great Bill Hicks. I’m writing an astrology article on his natal chart that I plan to publish in December on his birthdate. I watched a YouTube video of the uncut performance of his, REVELATIONS, in London, 1993… very brilliant, check it out,

http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=1366476727111157120#docid=5194674120798904744

What struck me was… what he was saying about Bush’s (the elder) Iraq war… and all the aftermath… and the repetition of it… and the continuing madness… of all of it… point by point… he relentlessly attacks the social, media, educational, religious, government, financial, military, lies, and slavery that most of us are trapped in… and then it hit me like a shot! He said all this in 1993! Seventeen years ago! …AND ALMOST NOTHING HAS CHANGED!

…and before him the same and or similar points where made by other social satirists like …Richard Pryor …Lenny Bruce …Mort Sahl …Jack Paar …Will Rogers …all the way back to Shakespeare’s dead Yorick, the King’s jester. Thousands of funnier and smarter people than me have made these same points over and over again …for centuries …and for millennium, those who can make a difference and lead us to higher aspirations …we kill them, the Kennedy brothers, Martin Luther King, Mahatma Gandhi, Abraham Lincoln, Jesus, Mohammed, Buddha… why doesn’t it ever change?

…evidently evolution by a series of incarnations …is simply slow …especially when one doesn’t consciously remember the past life… and then one has to start from scratch each lifetime… and go through decades of trial and error experiences… trying to figure it all out again…

George I. Gurdjieff, whose ideas I found during my youth… and have read and studied throughout my life… referred to the bulk of humanity as, “…sleeping machines,” …and that the main goal is to ‘wake up’ and live consciously …and thus realize one’s better potentials and evolve.

From my direct experience… of living and working in various professions in our society for 50 years from the age of 16 to 66… I have confirmed for myself that he is right… 70 to 80 % of the population are total sleep walkers… their opinions being whatever media rumors are circulating at the moment and they’re in the majority of the ever wrong opinion polls… constantly enlisting with ‘us or them’… and basically doing whatever is necessary to maintain the status quo whether it’s insane or not… ‘that’s the way we’ve always done it… those are the rules… and what the polls say’ …and on and on… and nothing changes…

…and from this 70-80% of ‘sleeping machines’ we elect leaders …who are also living an illusion …the ‘successful’ among us are usually those that simply become good at playing the corrupt games that exploit everyone else.

Then there’s the 20-30% of us who are beginning to ‘wake up’ in various stages… who say ‘wait a minute… that’s really not the way things are…’ If you’re a reader of these wiseacrings of mine… you’re probably one the 20-30% of discontents that questions and often rebels against the status quo and obvious insanities… But… we’re always out numbered… and we catch a lot of flack from those who want to stay ‘asleep…’ and just keep things the way they are for… God and Country and whatever… or they’ll break your rabble rousing head!

…then there is the maybe 5% who really do know what’s going on …and then maybe 2% who choose the ‘left hand path’ and the ‘forces of darkness’ and then use this knowledge to secretly influence and exploit everybody everywhere… and another 2% is constantly defending themselves against everybody… as they try and sincerely tell the truth… simply because they’re truth seekers… and they often get assassinated for their efforts…

Then there’s the very small… 1% or less… who finally see through it all… the illusion… and they often just vanish… and then maybe pop up here and there… wherever and whenever they choose… like maybe the recent lady with a cell phone at a Charlie Chaplin movie premiere of THE CIRCUS, at the Hollywood Chinese theater… filmed in 1928… check it out… from FOX news, so maybe take it with a grain or two of salt… you just never know with the special effects editing available these days… it’s interesting, nonetheless;

http://news.google.com/nwshp?q=

For some of us… it does change… and we evolve. Others stay in the same ruts for a few lifetimes until they get it… and they change… by an awakening of consciousness… and then by free will choice… they go on to something else… It’s really just that simple. Now, I didn’t say it was easy… There is an old esoteric studies proverb that says, “It’s so easy… it’s the hardest thing in the world to do.”

…so why do I keep doing it? …it’s certainly not for the money from the ‘penny clicks’ of blog residuals from maybe a dozen readers. It’s more like a simple sharing of observations from my path and individual reality …if it helps you or affirms your own observations …then that is purpose enough. Other reasons include …self-actualization (Pluto in Leo generation inclination) …self-therapy and healing through communication, arts, writing (Mercury conjunct Chiron exact in the sign of Virgo) …and all sorts of other aspects and reasons… and mainly because it is a fascinating and amazing exploration of the inner and outer cosmos… that never ends… …and with some individuals like myself …with Mercury in Virgo …one tends to follow the thread through hell and high waters… just to see where it goes.

…enough rainy day ranting…

…may the peace and love of the cosmos be with you…

BLAH… BLAH… BUY… BUY… EAT… EAT…

Juan Williams is fired from NPR after saying people in Muslim attire on airlines worry him on the Bill O’Reilly show… and? …the girls walk out on Bill for saying the Muslims killed us on 9/11… and? Brett Favre is a dirty old man and should retire… and? Gays can serve openly in the military… but not yet… and?

…how does all this affect your life …this moment …in your here and now reality? …and?

Turning off the controlled media television and radio can be a free… and a very effective stress reliever… and probably better for your health…



…the markets opened up today …one of the leaders with higher earnings is McDonalds …all week now old stories are being reprinted and re-written (like it’s news) of how McDonald’s fries and burgers won’t decompose even after decades of being in the open air…

One would think after the 2004 blatant high grossing and well publicized, even Oscar nominated documentary, SUPER SIZE ME… a film documenting the very unhealthy physical results on the independent film maker, Morgan Spurlock, who voluntarily ate nothing but McDonald’s SUPER SIZE ME cuisine for 30 days… that McDonalds would be out of business by now… but, no… profits are up… obese America still waddles into Mac’s for their ‘Happy Meal’… and you still don’t believe that controlled media and commercials hypnotize and brainwash you!?!?

…turn off the damn television …and go cook some vegetables …make a salad …eat an apple …you just might feel better.

THE GOVERNMENTS HAVE MADE ME A CRIMINAL

I’m an old bohemian-hippy that started smoking pot during my 4 years in the US Army from 1965-69. I won’t go into the reasons why nor ramble on in defense of it… those issues have been argued up and down for decades… and it’s all stuff and nonsense. Pot is and has been a medicinal herb for thousands of years… period. My use of it has more than likely prevented me from committing homicide many times throughout my life. As the late great comedian Richard Pryor said in one of his routines, “Some days… it’s all you can do… just to get through the day… without killing some dumb motherfucker!”

It’s has been more effective in relieving these stresses than either prescribed Xanax and Librium were in my past… and it’s not addictive as those prescribed drugs are… which I painfully learned when I quit them cold turkey almost 20 years ago. When you’re out of pot… you’re just out… no big deal. In my reality… it works… it is my choice of medicine. I’ve had a full life… 66 years so far… and I’m not afraid of death… when it comes… it comes… the final adventure on this 3rd dimensional plane and the spirit goes on to something else… or maybe it comes back for another reincarnate… I’ll try and psychically text a few friends when I get to the ‘whatever hereafter’… or maybe I’ll leave a message on Myspace…

Pot users have always had to be discreet… due to Draconian and archaic attitudes and laws… and corrupt political and business machines who want merely to secretly control these drug cash cows themselves… they simply want the Mexican drug cartels out… so they can control the market… that’s what the bloody and lost drug war is and has been about… wake up! John and Jane Doe America… you’re being conned… again!

Then… for a short period of time… around 2008… laws were passed here in California that allowed for the legal use of marijuana if prescribed by a medical doctor… and I go legal and get my prescription. Finally! The world is getting a little bit sane about a few things… well, not quite… there’s always a catch…

I felt great for a while… going to my secure pharmacy and getting my medicine for even a few dollars less than the old street prices… with my veteran’s discount. These laws even allowed me to grow my own plants for my personal use… up to 6 adults budding and 12 seedlings… I could even bring my excess crop to the pharmacy and donate it for other prescription patients… and something then is donated my way… Marvelous! All legal… on the up and up… no gangs, no violence… for the good of all… love and peace…

But wait… now the local city government steps in… my pharmacy friends now tell me that suppliers have to be registered growers… and be inspected by the police…permits, etc… I really don’t want that intimate of a relationship with any police department… nothing personal… I’ve just observed over the years how that type of system only invites bribery and corruption… so, I just went home and smoked a bowl and waited…

…a week or so later …further city ordinances …now the pharmacy can only be supplied by one registered grower… a big warehouse building somewhere… there are hundreds of abandoned industrial areas in Los Angeles… so, to this 66 year old nose that smells like… a warehouse, halogen lit, hydroponically fed and watered, vitaminized, steroided, bland pot grown by the ton per week… that’s corporate type stuff, big bucks business… that’s why they want the Mexican cartels out… why hassle with smuggling when you can grow it inside any building… and grow it 24/7 year round… the pot heads have sold out and gone corporate…

...and the small farmer is shafted again… just when I thought the liberals might pay me a subsidy NOT to grow crops… what the hey, they paid an uncle of mine not to grow wheat for a couple of decades… and I load another bowl… and chill out… like I said it keeps me from committing homicide.

…so, I cut back my growing …staying within my prescribed numbers …I’m smoking what I’ve got on hand …and canning for the winter months.

…and then Prop 19 on the ballot this November …if it passes everybody in the state can legally grow their personal marijuana plant within a 25 square foot plot (that’s about the size of an average Christmas tree… so, grow it tall… put a lot of nitrogen in the water during the early shoot stage from 6 to 12 inches… I had one that shot up to 5 feet and budding within 3 months with that mix)

…now just yesterday …this Fed guy, Holder …says if Prop 19 passes the Feds and the DEA will be kicking my door down… pulling up my plants… and arresting me.



…so, now …this 66 year old, 5’7”, 130 lb …senior citizen is a dangerous threat and some sort of security risk to the nation… and our way of life… democracy itself, etc, etc… and possibly soon… a felon… who was arrested and convicted for growing a few… legally and medically prescribed… potted marijuana plants on secluded private property inside his visually blocked to six feet high locked gate fenced yard… for his own personal medical needs.

…during one of the many occasional financial slumps of life over the years …that most adults have lived through by now …I needed some cash… and I legally sold my 1911A .45 caliber army surplus pistol to an arms collector… that was the last weapon I ever owned… and that sale was probably one of the smartest things that I’ve ever done… and, now… dear, reader… I’m going to load and spark another bowl… and chill out…

…may the peace and love of the cosmos be with you…

THE LOONACY RAGES ON…

From Reuters news service,

“The Supreme Court on Wednesday considered whether a church has the right to stage anti-gay protests at U.S. military funerals to promote its claim that God is angry at America for tolerance toward homosexuals.”



…why?

…go to the NASA photos web site …check out the billions of galaxies, solar systems …and other planets that various space probes are finding in their space journey for the past decade …and this very minute.

…all those billions of planets are gifts from God …for the inhabitants to do with as they will …some evolve …and some blow themselves up …and or corrupt, rot, and die.

God isn’t mad at anyone. God taught me this in my small garden. Like God plants planets, solar systems, galaxies… I plant seeds in the mini cosmos of my yard garden and flower beds… some take root and they take advantage of the nutrients I’ve provided them and they grow and evolve into a beautiful living being with a soul… for my pleasure… and nutrition… and when I eat them… they become part of me… thus they evolve some more… and some rot and die… and some are runts and don’t realize their potentials… and they all eventually die… and Mother Earth, Gaia, absorbs their souls and next season they reincarnate as another plant when their soul enters the baby… as it sprouts its first leaf above ground… and is born.

…I am a watchful Lord of the Garden …I hear their prayers …’oh, help us… snails are eating us!’ …and then I am a vengeful Lord of the Garden …and I snatch the snail from a stalk and cast him over the fence into the dark outer regions of the park next door where he will probably be eaten by the Crows who hang out there …and I spread poison pellets here and there for the snails to slide across and die.

…one day, while weeding and unconditionally loving them all …I noticed an unusual thing …one of the plants chose to be a hermaphrodite …it had both flowering buds and on another stalk male pollen sacks …it was both male and female …bisexual? …homosexual? …whatever, it was born that way!

I wasn’t angry at the little plant… I gently pulled up some small Dandelion sprouts nearby… and I thought… ‘…this will be interesting to watch as it grows…’

Then I sat in my garden chair and sipped at my coffee… and marveled at the unique beauty of each and every plant …I felt no anger …I never feel anger in the sanctuary of my garden …and then a quiet voice within my chest spoke to me ‘…there …you see …that’s how it is…’

WHY SARAH PALIN IS THE “AMERICAN DREAM”

She is the acme of hustle… and con… making a buck off of absolutely nothing… the classic ‘good ole boy/gal’ con… an example would be the classic early Andy Griffith film role in 1957, “A Face In The Crowd”… It’s a great movie… check it out. And I predict that eventually Sarah Palin’s public life with have a similar ending as that movie.

Hustle… she did become a state governor… and she did hustle money for bridges to nowhere as do most politicians… again the American dream… to be a successful rich and powerful politician… and she did abuse her power, as it was revealed in the “Troopergate” scandal… and she tried to cover it up… in the midst of her being MaCain’s running mate in 2007… and then got hustled by the Republican party sticking her with the $500,000 legal fees for her defense in the affair…

…and like any con man …she is maliciously smart… on the road with McCain she meets big league con people… producers from Lalaland… who have Master Degrees from the Academy of Hustle… and she begins her apprenticeship… the tricks are learned quickly… she has speaking talent and a charisma… ‘star power’… in a unique ‘niche’ market… the crazy radical right…

Astrologically, there are 12 basic archetype human ‘niches’… and roughly each representing 8% of the population… of 300 million… that’s 24 million… and of that… 10% are the radical right… and that’s 2.4 million viewers who will religiously watch whatever program their messiah appears on… and in current cable and satellite broadcasting… that’s a very profitable share rating… especially for low budget ‘reality’ style production programs…

…so, yeah …why keep a pain in the butt $125,000 a year job, with on going legal hassles …being billed for $500,000 for legal fees from the mess the Republican party drafted her into?

These producer and promoter guys are offering her a $100,000 per public speech with private jet to take her and entourage there and put her up in a swank hotel and then fly her back to Alaska… or to the next gig… and then let’s publish a book deal… guaranteed 2.4 millions sales from the faithful… so, she quit the governor job and took her act on the road and published a book… and whatever she makes or publishes …she’s got 2.4 million steady suckers… truly a master con… she learned well during her vice presidential campaign.

And that’s the American dream …and we’re all part of it …including me and perhaps you, dear reader. I still work at the age of 65 as a media specialist QC operator …I watch and review movies very closely for any imperfections, glitches, audio sync and proper levels, or rating content violations that a cable or satellite customer might complain about… and pass or fail the broadcast copy before it airs… It’s a good comfortable job, the pay is middle income… which is enough for my age and lifestyle…

…there are some drawbacks… the California car culture of a daily 65 mile round trip commute… some job stress… if you screw up and it broadcasts, you get fired… and no coffee or food in the reviewing booth… and you have to watch the feature closely with earphones… the good, the bad, and the ugly… all of it, to include the credits, and all the versions of it …HDX, HD, and SD, and all the broadcast bit rates for the various bandwidths… and all the related trailers of the feature… checking the video, the audio, and the content by rating, etc… with zero tolerance of errors…

…and when in doubt, cover your butt and fail it, and request another copy. If the super checks it and overrides my fail… it’s their initials on the broadcast sheet… not mine… not on my shift… and we’re all part of it… the American dream…

…my dream? …I have an incredible come back as a ‘character’ actor… I’m always bumping elbows with producer types in the hallways at the broadcast studios… I have some occasional celebrity astrology clients… and some day somebody is going to say, ‘Hey, that old guy is perfect for the occasional role of the ‘eccentric old grandfather’ in this pilot family sitcom I’m producing…’

I do an audition and get the part… and it’s a hit, and the series goes into production… and then I make a few grand per episode, with re-run residuals, appearing in 1 out of 3 or 4 episodes… maybe a dozen lines, just hit the marks without looking… say your jokes… and it’s a wrap …and a limo picks me up and takes me home… or at least they give me a reserved parking space in the studio lot …and then some beautiful young starlet falls in love with me and wants to have my baby… and that’s my meditation visualization… of a great retirement… and part time job…

…and, yeah …when I get the part …just like Sarah …I’m going to quit my day job …and go for it …the American dream.

…row, row, row your boat gently down the stream …merrily, merrily, merrily, life is but a dream… and then… we all live happily ever after…

THE FINANCIAL… AND SPIRITUAL… REVOLUTIONS…

I have witnessed the fall of the Berlin Wall and the collapse of the Soviet empire… an illusion of lies that promised utopia and delivered nothing. Now we are witnessing and living through Capitalism exhausting itself… Religious credibility is crumbling daily amidst scandalous revelations of sexual abuse to children… and extremist violence… and the citizen’s approval rating of its government is at a pathetic 22%...

Self empowerment is the only way out of the madness… one can not depend on the culture, its leaders, its government, its changing values, its empty religion business… they can’t fix you… they only exploit you and make things worse. Dump it all… look within… find your higher self… and your conscience and follow it…

…and when you find and awaken your inner power to change your individual reality to the better …help others to do the same …by simply pointing the way …that’s all one can do …they are the ones who must tread the spiritual path on their own …survival will provide the answers …the continued exploitation of the many by the few will destroy it all …as we know it now.

As Uranus transits into Aries… violent revolutions will probably erupt throughout the planet… and in May of 2011 Neptune will ingress (transit) into the sign that it rules, Pisces… and on the positive side it can be a time of genuine spiritual awakening in many… and a movement to live in a much more humane manner with respect to all and world cooperation in which all may flourish… while others will perish in the quagmires of corruption, exploitation, and deceit that we are living through now…

It won’t be easy… but it is inevitable…

…may the peace and love of the cosmos be with you…

WHY ANY AT ALL?

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2010/03/23/AR2010032304040.html

“Catholic Church says reported U.S. cases of child sex abuse lowest since 2004”

Only 398 new victims came forward in 2009… compared to 889 in 2004… ?!?!?! …since the 1990’s everywhere that I have been employed has had by law …ZERO… tolerance of any kind of sexual harassment… and I’ve witnessed a few people being fired for revealing attire, winks, and vulgar language.

What is the church’s problem? …which part of the law do they not understand? What makes them think that they are exempt and above the law? If any of the clergy… all the way up to the head Pope… knowingly aids and abets a criminal, like a child molesting abusing rapist… they are accessory to the crime and need some serious jail time… and loss of their religion permit.

…and if you convict and lock a few up …you might be amazed at how many suddenly come forward wanting to ‘drop the dime on who they know… and cop a plea…’ so they don’t have to do hard time… maybe even a witness protection program…

Then maybe they’ll get it… and if not… I should think people would simply find a new religion. If these guys truly are God’s representatives… being holy and all… I have enough faith to know that God would have sacked the lot them long ago… and would have appointed a new team of God reps by now.

AMIDIST THE CHAOS… WE CAN FIND PEACE WITH EACH OTHER…

The fact that I have found and am now sharing this other person’s article with you is the proof of what the article says… we bloggers are and can be the driving force of a more peaceful life on this planet.

http://www.aolnews.com/the-point/article/why-the-internet-deserves-the-nobel-peace-prize/19395580

“Why the Internet Deserves the Nobel Peace Prize”

I see this in my own efforts with these columns I write… I don’t have a large audience… but I have contact with perhaps dozens of people world wide… in places like… Malaysia, The Philippines, UK, Canada, Australia, South Africa, Brazil… and of course throughout the various states of the United States of America…

…and we bloggers world wide …agree or disagree on views, ideas, thoughts… observations… but the most important thing is… we communicate... and quite often we learn from each other… and we realize that the other person on another part of the planet is not the ‘demon’ that some politician, or controlled media, or religious maniac has portrayed them to be…

We understand by our communications that in reality… most of us are in fact just ordinary human beings…and all with the same hopes, and fears, and daily life of trying to survive and eat and provide for our people…

It’s getting more difficult for corrupt lying governments, corporations, and religions to get away with their controlled media propaganda… as people world wide communicate via the Internet instantaneously… saying to each other ‘No, it’s not like that… this is what is really happening in this part of the world…’

…for personal profits some preach global warming …and others for personal profits, have preached global cooling …and astrologically I have observed… and for ‘penny clicks’ from other blog readers …I have shared the simple reality …the planet is in a cycle of climatic change that will have extremes both ways for perhaps decades or centuries… and not to fear… but simply adapt… as we always have… and my common sense message to the world… check your emergency kits… and be alert… we’re going through some major changes.

Archaeologists keep digging up older and older bones… humanoid remains now go back as far as 100,000 BC… thus we have survived pole shifts, continents coming and going… being hit by asteroids now and then… extremes of both hot and cold due to massive volcanic eruptions… earthquake storms… massive world flooding… ice ages… empires come and go… with two to three century cycles of some ego maniac idiots trying to conquer and rule the world…

…and now today …in this truly miraculous era …we can share our views from every part of the planet… instantly! …and no one can get away with lying to all of us …for very long, anyway.

So let’s make use of it, dear reader and world neighbor…agree or disagree …it really doesn’t matter …all that matters is discussing the issues …compromising …sharing …and perhaps getting around to compassion and love… and maybe give peace a try… just to see if it works… we’ve tried everything else…

WHY WHAT GOES AROUND… COMES AROUND…

It’s the simple law of both esoteric points of view on karma and reincarnation… and physical science… which agrees as it postulates ‘for every action there is an equal reaction’… basic high school physics… I remember a teacher, Mister Murphy, who taught Basic Physics… he put it this way… “For every action…” he then swings a ruler and smacks a wooden block sitting on the lab table… and it goes flying into the wall… “there is an equal reaction.” …funny, how I never forgot that …now there was a good teacher.

…if you put out negativity …it comes back to you …if you put out positive …and if it doesn’t come back but anything neutral, at least you’ve avoided the negative and are inviting more positive energies into your life…

Intuitively I seem to sense corruption and fraud sometimes …and other times I am duped like everyone else …it’s apparent that in previous lives I was rather greedy and power hungry… thus this life time… while still raging with ambition in my youth… I’ve never gotten higher than middle class… and the biggest social success was a starring role in a triple screen drive-in level ‘B-Movie’ of the boobs and biker movies of the 1970’s ‘T & A’ exploitation era…

…and now, during this incarnation, hopefully I will balance out more past karma and build better karma by sharing at least ‘what not to do’ …astrological counseling from experiences that somehow… during meditation… bubble up now and then from the occasional peeks that I get into those past lives… or perhaps they are all occurring simultaneously in various parallel dimensions… either way it’s a long process of getting your various acts and lives together…

…and what positive evolutionary success you have in this life helps the others… parallel, present, past, and future… perhaps when you get a lucky intuitive flash …it’s a future self that has mastered time jumping… and just drops by to help you out… so, you evolve quicker and so does the future self as well…

…it’s a ‘self’ team thing …like Kobe Bryant of the Los Angeles Lakers making brilliant assists and passes to the other players as the opposing team doubles the defense on him… no matter his averages… it’s for the good of the team… for the good of all… and he willingly gives the opportunity to others to shine and perform… and they win… okay, they’ve had a little slump lately… who hasn’t?... the planets move… the transits get better… be patient, dear reader… and, yes… perhaps I’m counseling myself in that last statement…

…back to this karma and re-incarnation thing …Bernard Madoff the infamous embezzler… not only has consigned himself to prison for the rest of this life… but to future, and perhaps parallel lives of poverty… equal to how ever many he has brought poverty to in this lifetime…

…now if you really cause a lot of mayhem and inflect intentional harm and death on millions of others… like Hitler and Hussein… you might reincarnate as a cockroach… and for an equal amount of millions of lifetimes be ruthlessly exterminated generation after generation …and when you build up enough good bug karma …you may evolve up the scale to a few lifetimes as a rat… again short lifetimes ending in ruthless extermination… you get the picture… it’s better all around to try and play nice and help out when you can… while you’re passing through ‘here and now’ … this time around.

…now stretch that thought through your brain a bit further …we have an over population problem today…where did all these unruly souls incarnate from? …we have a lot of extinct and endangered species …one may have had good karma as a Wolf or a Polar Bear, defending the young , etc… the last time around… before you where massacred by a human shooting a high powered rifle from a helicopter…

…and now maybe the former Polar Bear is Ralph, a big wooly fellow, who gets along okay, doing physical labor… or maybe he gets lucky and is a linebacker for the Steelers… and he’s cool, as long as you don’t provoke him… otherwise, he might tear your head off… and the next lifetime he’ll be back somewhere in what is left of the Bear ranks…

…and if you had good karma as a shark …this lifetime you’re probably somewhere in the banking, investments, real estate, insurance, loan markets, or a lawyer… maybe an agent… it may take a few lifetimes to work out better genetics…

…or maybe you were a really groovy Dolphin… and you died innocently caught in some commercial fisherman’s net… and today you’re Chaz …having a rich groovy time as an actor… playing dress up and pretend for obscene amounts of money… and for some reason… you really love sushi…

…I don’t mean to pop your fanatic bubble …but if you strap on a bomb belt and commit suicide and kill 37 innocent people …you probably won’t get the 72 virgins… and if you do… you can’t do anything with them… because it is a none physical dimension… your image of your hands passes right through the image of them… go rent the 1990 movie, GHOST, starring the late, Patrick Swayze… Now, that would be a living hell… you got 72 willing virgins at your disposal… and your can’t even touch them!

…but the really bad part is …for the next 37 incarnations you will be the innocent victim of a sudden explosion… accidental, war, terrorist… and at the same age and gender of each one of those who died as a result of your actions… and for a few more incarnations you might just lose an arm or a leg… depending on how many you injured, and again as the same gender and age as those you maimed… it all balances out…

…so, let’s all try and play nice …and help each other get through this crazy miraculous adventure and have some love and fun along the way...

…and like …ah, well …enough pontificating for the day …let’s go have a bowl of ice cream and cookies…

…may the peace and love of the cosmos be with you…

WATCH OUT FOR THOSE DANGEROUS HOT DOGS!

http://www.norwalkreflector.com/articles/2010/02/23/front/iq_927719.txt

“Change the shape of the hot dog? Group labels it a choking hazard”

HOW ABOUT SIMPLE CHILD REARING?… LIKE… ‘EAT SLOWER AND CHEW YOUR FOOD!’

Has humanity lost all of its ordinary common sense? …we can’t even eat with out risking our lives? …and some government regulatory agency is going to fix that with a label?

Get this people… life is a constant risk from day one when you exit your mother’s protective womb… from child snatching predators… all manner of waste and toxins within an unwatched infant’s reach… speeding vehicles driven by drunk adults… other mentally disturbed children shooting up the schools… sexual predators on the street and in the churches… and as one matures into adulthood all manner of muggings and random violence… some nut case flying their airplane into the building where the temp agency sent you to do some data entry work that day… or you suddenly wake up in the middle of an 7.0 earthquake and the ceiling falls on you… or while napping on the beach a sudden tsunami washes you away… or machete wielding maniacs hack you to pieces because you’re one of the ‘enemy’ tribe… or your driving home from Kansas City and you’re picked up by a tornado and dropped off somewhere in Arkansas… or you’re eating your lunch and a ‘misguided’ guided missile from a drone aircraft blows your house up and kills everyone in it… along with legions of whackos who go about killing other people because some ‘God’ …or ‘Demon’ …or political and religious leader or other tells them to …it’s a dangerous world and it always has been… since it all started with the rather violent ‘Big Bang’ billions of years ago… and all of this rant was not channeled by any entities or guides… they’re just the facts, Mam… Google them and read it for yourselves…

…try living in the present HERE AND NOW …Mr. Death is always with us… just an arm’s reach away… and he can tap you at any time… so, try to enjoy life and play nice while you’re here on the Earth… and project as much love and compassion as you can… while you can…

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...and after all of that we find out a couple of days later the whole story was a fake and CNN fell for it and reported it as fact ...and the joke is on all of us ...and yes, the "Most trusted name in News..." did a full retraction.

WHAT CAN ONE DO WITH NEGATIVE ENERGY?

From Joe’s reality it made sense… and as Uranus moves into Aries more revolts will probably come… and Joe does an unnecessary… and tragic thing… to himself and others.

http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,586627,00.html

“Raw Data: Joseph Stack Suicide Manifesto”

Many of his statements, arguments, and frustrations have been expressed by many of us… me included. We’re all caught in the quagmire of this corrupt and greed driven… government-corporate-market-lobby run-credit-debt-tax-health-drug-insurance-war-defense… system that is beginning to crumble and fall apart all over the world.

This Mars close passage to the Earth and soon making its station will cause some individuals to snap. As these transits pass I feel the tension and the frustrations like everyone else… and rather than turn myself into a bomb and misguided martyr of madness… I choose to spend my day off in the yard…

…mowing and weed whacking my small lawn (Mars rules cutting tools)… weeding and tilling (a Saturn activity that naturally grounds the stressful energy with one’s hands on and in the Earth)… and fertilizing (positive expression of Pluto) the flower beds (Venus)… and planning (Mercury/Saturn) the soon planting (Moon)… or setting out of this season’s Roma tomato potted plants… pruning (Mars) and clean up and preparation (Saturn, practical preparation) for the predicted, by both the meteorologist and the astrologer (Uranus) …next week of rain (Moon/Neptune/Jupiter) etc.

Thus, giving all the squared up energies something positive, therapeutic, and constructive to do …and all very simple, free, or at least inexpensive… Shaman Earth Magick, that makes for some delicious tomatoes and grapes this summer …rather than sit and stew …and turn myself into a bomb …and it was fun… as it was a rather nice sunny day and the exercise felt good.

It’s all a matter of what we consciously choose to do with these energies… instead of unconsciously and habitually reacting to them.

JOHNNY SAID DIRTY WORDS… AND WE MADE HIM CRY… WHY?

I have lived through a time when one could not be openly bisexual or gay… when code phrases like, ‘I’m a friend of Dorothy’ had to be used by a gay person to communicate their needs to others of similar mind… and I have lived through four years in the US Army, and actively participated in the various civil rights and anti-war movements of the 60’s and 70’s… and the booms and busts of the 80’s and 90’s… and the current millennia boom and bust…

…and I am amazed that in many ways we haven’t progressed much farther than the 1950’s… here we are in the 21st century and still rehashing the same old… shit… about fucking words.

Words are just words… and the only problem with them… is the individual’s attitude towards them… I have found, ‘impartial’… to be an effective and much more positive attitude… about many things.

While technically brilliant… emotionally our culture has become more and more shallow as we lose touch with nature and even ourselves…

Most are unable to entertain themselves anymore… and they sit in front of their plasma screen and are fed by the cable/dish VCR/Disc Devo and/or various other electronic apparatus… like a constant drip syringe injection of their opiate… entertainment.

Without it… they’re bored and then they get angry… interrupt someone’s favorite program and you usually will get hostile… perhaps even crazy ‘junkie’ like responses… and these are law abiding citizens… who know their rights… they watch the cop shows… and they know what’s going on… and everything fits… in the ‘right’ program…

That’s the problem… the media has you programmed… They loved it when Lenny Bruce talked dirty and was funny about it… but when he stepped out of the ‘program’ and wanted to talk about his court case and the importance of the 1st Amendment… the fans dumped him… and left him on his own to hassle with the courts and the police harassment… which then spiraled into more frustrations, depression, drug abuse, and finally a tragic drug over dose death.

John Mayer is great guitarist and entertainer… but if he steps out of the ‘program’ …and publicly says dirty words about his ex-girlfriend and other ladies …the media circus and tabloid sharks go after the high ratings and profitable circulation… as one media executive said about the breaking Tiger Woods scandal, “…this is even better than Michael Jackson dying.”

If Jay Leno steps into any other time slot other than the 11:35 PM Tonight Show ‘program’… you dump him… he flops…

As long as the Icons entertain you and push your laugh buttons and turn your gah, gah dials …and they stay within the ‘program’ you have about them …you reward them with riches, fame, and status …but the first time they show themselves to be ordinary humans who simply have a “good act” going… by simply stepping out of the ‘act’ and being human for a moment… thump… you dump them for the next flashy silly act…

We have all peed in the pool at one time or another… and one might say… John Mayer simply did it from the diving board.

John, if by some miraculous synchronicity you read any of this… a possible shaman/astrology antidote to all this anguish would be to put all the energy of the frustration, hurt, and anger… into the art… the inspiration side… the music… say it with music… and in the future, it might be better to say things like, “…I have no comment… I just play my guitar…” …and just be you, the great musician you are…

AT ONE WITH EVERYTHING…

Being ‘at one’ with whatever is currently in one’s life is a Zen concept that I’ve tried to follow over the decades… Through this path I discovered… and have for over three decades lived what I call the path of… ‘The Zen of Motorcycle’ …a moving meditation of being at one with oneself, the machine, the road, and one’s ever changing and moving environment…

…or to put it another way, I’m an eccentric old biker, and I clear the clutter from my mind with long quiet meditative rides on my Triumph Bonneville… However, it is not always a passive experience… what one becomes at one with… can become a serious relationship…

…and thus blossomed a very loving and exciting relationship …between a man and a machine… Mason and his mistress machine… ‘Baby Blu’

This a reprint from my original blog site; http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/MasonGarrett2398/570869

“Thursday, September 25, 2008

A GUY, AND HIS MISTRESS MACHINE



Me and 'Baby Blu'

BABY BLU A 2002 Triumph Bonneville, 800cc vertical twin

She’s all a guy could ever want… beautiful, sexy, responsive, forgiving, fast, dangerous… I gently massage turtle wax on to her lovely teardrop gas tank… and she teases and taunts me, ‘ummm, feels good… are you feeling squirrelly, bad boy? …nice day, you want to do the canyon? …yeah, come on, bad boy… fire me up.. get me hot.. and do me in the canyon..’

Our favorite spot… long straightaway going into a gentle well paved ‘S’ curve… throttle down to 50, click down to fourth, pick the line, down to third, lean far to the right, feel the gees… up and over to the left… oooh nice… at the apex power up, shift up, fourth, power out, fifth and fly down the straightway back to the valley… ‘oooh, yes, you do it to me so good, Baby Blu, I love you,loveyou,loveyou…. Ooh yeah, baby…’

Ah, but… ours is a forbidden love… here comes the highway patrol… red light..whoop, whoop… pull over…
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“….nice motor… may I see your license and registration, please…”
radio..sqwock, sqwock… scribble in his ticket pad, then he lifts up the butt of his radar gun for me to view the digital read out… 87.34mph…
“speed limit’s sixty five, ..you know that, Mister Garrett… sign here, please…”
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…while her pipes cool off I gently polish all her pretty little chrome parts… she’s quiet now, she knows we’ve been naughty… As I gently cover her lovely body with the $237 all weather nylon polyurethane lined cover, I give her fender one last affectionate fondle, and she murmurs, ‘I’m sorry I got us into trouble.. do you still love me?’

“of course, I love you… you’re the best ever… now that’s quite enough for us both today.”
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Yes… I know… I pamper her.. and I spoil her rotten… I buy her the best waxes and polishes… I indulge her taste for expensive racing oils… expensive maintenance and tuneups at only the best shops... retro stylish saddlebags... with nickel plated brads, belts, and concha tassels...

But.. what the hey…. what can I say? ….I love her…”

© Mason Garrett

IT ALL WORKS OUT OKAY… FOR RALPH OF GALILEE…

This a reprint from an article/story I wrote for my original blog at; http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/MasonGarrettPredictions/s230

Within it is the final sequel to the story of the stonecutter ‘Ralph of Galilee’ and his crew…

"Tuesday, May 12, 2009
WHY PARABLES? …AND MORE RETROGRADE MERCURY…

With a parable… a story… the imagination in the minds eye… the inner 4th dimension… can more easily comprehend an abstract idea beyond one’s logical mind which is what holds the entire cosmic illusion together…

If the story is enjoyed… that is positive energy… which is all then stored in the subconscious… thus being an inner motivation to try to live the principles of the story… Life is all a story… maybe happiness is just a matter of telling a happier story?

“Row, row, row your boat… gently down the stream…
merrily, merrily, merrily… life is but a dream…”

…most of us have heard that ancient rhyme sometime during our childhood… perhaps sung to us by a parent as we fell asleep… very much like a hypnotic suggestion… and lo! …later in life the question of life being perhaps a vast illusion… begins to enter one’s mind… and you come across information through various media and or people… and one begins to see things differently and as one brilliant very funny standup comedian, the late Bill Hicks put it,

“... all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively. There's no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves.”

…and… here and now… the same ideas are coming from somewhere beyond my ordinary self… and are being expressed thru the personality of my individual self being currently played out as an eccentric writer artist astrologer soothsayer urban shaman of the 21st Century CE…

Thus we have the parable of ‘Ralph of Galilee,’ a story that illustrates the realities that are created by right actions…

Ralph and his stonecutter crew faced catastrophe… possible bankruptcy… due to unscrupulous swindlers… and Ralph… a rugged charismatic leader who loves his craft… and who sees his crew as his brothers… springs into action, retrieves their rightful goods… and hustles up an even better sale and contract with Charlie Hotep from Cairo who is supplying quality stone to international developments…

Perhaps, as a child… Ralph sat with his cousins at the knee of their grandfather who told them the tale of Homer’s Odyssey… and of the crafty and heroic Ulysses and his crew… who simply play the hand they're dealt as best they can… and they win anyway… despite the odds!

…and Ralph’s story… it is life and all the players have their part… the owner of the restaurant, bar, belly dancer club… entertains the locals… and of course business men! …everybody profits, the owner, who then pays wages to the waiters, cooks, bar tenders, musicians, and the belly dancers… everybody works and gets paid… and two honest business men make a deal that profits them both…

Ralph has a quality product, the developer wants it, Charlie Hotep negotiates the contract and handles the shipping, which pays dock workers, merchant seamen, and teamsters of heavy load wagons… and Charlie takes his fair commission… it’s a win/win for everyone.

This illustrates that when honest business people are left to themselves… commerce that benefits all will flourish. Most of the problems occur when the few bad apples and corrupt politicians and religions interfere with business… and it’s been that way since we evolved out of the slime.

…what has this to do with mundane astrology?

It illustrates what is going on with the transiting Saturn opposition to Uranus aspect that is pulling apart the corrupt world economy… It is a necessary weeding out of the false… and building a sounder financial base… business will go on… The people of the world like Ralph and Charlie Hotep will work out a deal that is fair to all… and life goes on… merrily, merrily, merrily down the dream…"

…may the peace and love of the cosmos be with you, dear reader…

…The sequel …Ralph the Stone Cutter, Part II

From; http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/MasonGarrettPredictions/610642
Friday, May 8, 2009

THERE ARE ALWAYS RETROGRADE MERCURY PROBLEMS…
In a recent post (April 30th) I wrote a satire about Ralph of Galilee and his crew of stone cutters getting ripped off by the high rise condo developers… and subsequent embezzlers of the ‘Tower of Babel’ construction site fiasco… three or four millennia ago…

Being that curiosity is a big part of my nature… and I’m not a stupid cat who gets killed for it… and Mercury retrograde cycles (like the one we’re in) are good for research… I often jump on my search engine during these times and speed through the cyber world… researching this and that… humm, stone cutters?… what are they and what are their lives really like? …and what is a good example of renegotiation of contracts due to problems? …a common activity of retrograde Mercury.

Astrologically the basic inclinations for stone cutters would naturally be the earth signs. Strong placements in the earth signs of Taurus, Virgo, and Capricorn would be possible inclinations of that sort of employment. Taurus indicates the strong labor and artistic embellishments. Virgo would be the detail and finishers, and planners. Capricorn would indicate the leadership, organization of labor, laborers, and planners of buildings and monuments.

They have a long and interesting history. They are basically the ones who have built everything… the Stonehenge, the Hanging Gardens of Babylon, the Egyptian Pyramids, the Parthenon, the Roman Coliseum, Norte Dame… and thousands of castles through out the world, a lot of the Government buildings, like the Pentagon, and thousands of commercial buildings like the Empire State Building…

And today just look around at any state or federal building, court house, bank… just wherever there is a polished marble or granite slab of stone… the stone cutters are the ones who put it there.

Throughout recorded history they have always had good wages and their skills in demand. Another interesting point is they always had free passage across any border… the Journeyman Stonecutter Guild card being their passport to anywhere someone needed a castle, or fortress, or Cathedral, or any sort of big building built.

Due to the constant wars and natural disasters like earth quakes… there was also demand for the re-construction of castles, fortresses, buildings, etc.

If you could cut, carve, polish, set, level and plumb stone… you could always find work… with some drawbacks, like construction site accidents and stone dust related lung ailments.

…and what ever happened to Ralph of Galilee and his crew of stone cutters? They made out okay… Ralph got a writ of permission from the Sheriff and they retrieved their two tons of premium stone from the demolished Tower of Babel construction site.

Ralph is a savvy guy… he knows people… he has a business meeting, then dinner, a little wine, some belly dancers… and he sells the whole lot to a big supplier’s traveling rep… who is going to ship the premium stone to India… with a futures contract for delivery in six months of 20 more tons to be shipped to some big development where some sort of shrine/palace/hotel/casino/nightclub… being touted as the ‘Taj Mahal’… is being built… here’s one of their trade publication advertisements



The Taj Mahal Development

…Good business for Stone cutters and Tile & Brick makers…
Best buy prices/ Future contracts/ Delivery terms
Contact: ‘Charlie’ Hotep
Sales Representative
International Stone, Brick, & Tile Suppliers
Import/Export
555 W. Nile Delta Road
Cairo, Egypt

…like they say, “One door closes… and another one opens…” you just have to hustle… and re-negotiate… and re-sell… like our pal, Ralph of Galilee, who honchos his own small stone company with a crew of freelance stone cutters.

A PARABLE ABOUT REAL ESTATE DEVELOPER SCAMS

I posted an article and prediction on April 30th 2009, as the DJIA was beginning its rally back in April-May 2009 from the bottom of the crash at 6500 to where it peaked recently a few days after the January 15th 2010 Eclipse at 10,725… the prediction and results don’t matter… that’s in my other column…

What came out of the article was a short story… and a few days later a sequel…

In this new column devoted to fiction and drawing… some stories will be illustrated with my drawings, pictures, and or famous art that is public domain… I want to share some of these past stories with new readers… and I hope you old readers will enjoy the re-read…

…


Eventually the world leaders will get together and probably try some sort of one world currency or credit system… which then leads to a one world bank, government, religion, police, etc… which has probably been the secret and manipulated plan all along… for centuries now…

Will their plan work? ...probably not. …they’ve been at it for a long time now… ever since the disastrous real estate speculation bubble of the ‘Tower Of Babel’ development …touted as ‘The Luxurious High Rise Condos On The Stair Steps To Heaven’ …the whole thing collapsed …very poor public relations and communication (too many tongues… and undocumented foreign workers, bribes, kick backs, etc)… shoddily built with a faulty foundation on top of a sand covered toxic landfill… the Sheriff shut down the construction site… and the developers skipped town with most of the investor’s money… it’s all in the Bible, Old Testament… Genesis: 11… Google it… it’s an interesting read.



Painting by Pieter Brueghel (the Elder) 1563 [click image for details]

…now of course what you’re going to read is the propaganda of the religio/politico dummied up press release… for the controlled media re-writes… what I’m telling you is the real deal about what really went down… it was a cover up… and they blamed it all on God… and with the help of corrupt politicians… the embezzler’s partners in crime… the crooks skipped the country with the investor’s money…

In Pieter Brughel’s AP picture of the construction site shut down… in the lower left corner you can see the stone cutters giving it up to the Sheriff and his posse,

“Haven’t seen any of them since last Tuesday, sir… we just cut the stone, sir… that’s all we know, sir… in fact, they still owe us for last Tuesday’s shipment… I have the invoice right here, sir… two tons of premium stone, plus labor...”

“Well, stone cutter… I regret to inform you… you may not collect on that shipment… I have warrants for their arrest… on suspicion of embezzlement… may I have a copy of that invoice?”

“Take it, sir …it is worthless to us now…”

“Thank you… It’s all part of the parchment trail with which we’ll catch and convict these heinous infidel perps. If you hear of anything that may be of help finding them… contact me or one of my deputies…”

It's always the little guy who gets hurt... the independent sub-contractors like Ralph of Galilee, and his crew of stone cutters... they're out two tons of premium inventory and a week's pay... and these are local family guys from the villages in the background of Pieter Brueghel (The Elder)'s AP picture...

Now look to the right side of the picture… at the harbor and marina area… it doesn’t take Sherlock Holmes to figure it out… last Tuesday night the con men real estate embezzlers made their payoffs… loaded up their luxury yacht and split… and made their getaway by sailing down the river to the open sea… and by now the investor’s money is in a secret numbered bank account… somewhere in Switzerland or Dubai.

…it was just another corrupt political/real estate scam… with the required extensive investigation… and then the usual cover up… with the classic cop out… “…It was no one’s fault… It was an act of God.”

…and now some of the Deputies are riding very expensive white horses?… and the Sheriff suddenly has a new gold trimmed sport chariot drawn by another expensive white horse?... and the building code inspector has been seen cavorting with a popular night club belly dancer?… all of this… on government salaries?...

…are you kidding me? …they’re all on the take! …and they got away with it!… and they framed God! …who ‘allegedly’ had nothing better to do while busy creating an unending cosmos… but to tumble ‘The Tower of Babel’… a faulty high rise condo development being built on top of a toxic landfill?… bought for pennies on the dollar?… by scam real estate developers?… from corrupt government officials?… on this small planet in a rather small and mediocre solar system? …yeah, right…

Earth… The Karmic School of Hard Knocks… for evolving souls… good luck… and try to play nice…

A SILLY RAINY DAY STORY ABOUT THE REALLY BIG FLOOD…

…well, children …not to worry, we’ve called all the mommies and daddies on our cell phones …the SUVs are on the way …we can’t play outside with so much rain …so, we’ll just sit by the warm fire here and I’ll tell you the story of the really big flood… back about maybe around 18,239 BCE…

…It happened all of a sudden like… and folks had to scramble for whatever boats and ships were available… and then they were cast about over the various raging seas… as the forces of nature rained… and stormed… and flooded… the entire planet for forty days and forty nights…

…media meteorologists were mystified… as to the how or why… and were caught like deer in the headlights as the deluge washed them away… along with their green screen special effects maps and teleprompters… a few managed to swim for it… and scrambled up into broken off and floating large satellite dishes… but… tragically… they soon were swamped by large waves… and they sank…

…Escaping from nearby marinas and private yacht moorings …a large group of rich artists, actors, musicians, athletes, dope dealers, managers, agents, lawyers, televangelists, concubines and various children of all …of various genders …and sexual preferences …with their pets …hung together as a large small yacht and deluxe cruise ship fleet…

…another group of rich actors were already on board the ‘Sciencolongy’ (Scientific stuff and magic colon stuff combined which was a pyramid scam that made them all mega wealthy)… private cruise ship… named the ‘Black Ark’ with ‘ZZ’ painted on the side… so, yet another major religion cult survives… with their dynamic and really crazy actor leaders…

…and off the coast of what was San Diego …A Marine General with his Brigade of Expeditionary Force Marines… just happen to be on maneuvers and on board troop ships with an Admiral’s attack fleet… with aircraft carrier support… so… they made it through the high waters alright…

…and so, the rain storms and floods raged …for forty days …and forty nights …and then it began to clear …and land was sighted! The former peaks of mountain ranges began to form small to large islands… with wet but recovering vegetation… and some animals species huddled and burrowed in mountain peak crevices… we live… hoorah! And they sang, ‘…Rain, rain, go away and come again some other day…’

The navy ships surrounded a large emerging mountain peak ridge… now a 500 square mile island… the Marines landed and conquered it immediately… and established a forward command post.. and planted their Fleet and Brigade flags and standards… and declared it… ‘Macholand’

…the rich fleet …and assembled company …with their fabulous pets …found themselves a lovely former mountain peak… now a fabulous tropical island paradise… which, with inflatable hover craft and jet skies… they occupied… and they set up colorful temporary tents… and declared their lovely discovery ‘Lalaland’

…the ‘Sciencolongy’ folks had plenty of food on board their ship… and they just cruised around waiting for other folks to get settled and to get business going… then they planned to ‘miraculously’ arrive on the established civilization as “the word” of… the ‘whatever’… that caused all this flooding…

…now get this …this is where the next really crazy part starts… The story they will tell the folks is sort of like this,

“Ye, verily …with our magic gizmo we talk to him …and he told us what to tell you to do …and if you don’t do what we say he says to do… he will burn you with fire the next time… he wrote it all down on these stone tablets… and there will be four horsemen, one on a green horse, wearing a crown…” …wait!… I can’t help it… that part just cracks me up!… a green horse!... what do you think of that, Bettie?

…a green horse! …that’s silly, uncle wiz!

…and the wizard uncle Mason… and his nieces and nephews… laugh and giggle for a minute or so… then the wizard continues…

…anyway… they got all sorts of crazy old yarns from the ship library… that they plagiarize from… to write their ‘new gospel’…

…and then they make up other special effects stories… really wild scary stories… then they put them on their ‘scientific-magic’ hologram scary stories videos … which they then edit… and enhance to look even more real and scary… and then they burn the stories onto CDs and bring them ashore and distribute them among the various new island nation sovereign states …

…so now …there is an hedonistic stoned ego flattering island nation… with an actor for a Governor King… known as Lalaland… the people there live happily stoned… and everybody screws everybody… and then they eat… and they get it all on ‘reality’ video tape… which they then control all the reproduction and distribution rights of… thus they develop a flourishing economy by exporting CD’s and magazines of themselves to the always horny and masturbating navy and marine island-fortress-nation of ‘Macholand’

…then there’s the tense situation on ‘Macholand’ …they are getting extremely horny and bored… they’re frustrated and without direction or release… they have no one to conquer… and they’re afraid that they’re going to turn gay… and some already have… and they’re just sitting around… really… really edgy… and bored… and with loaded weapons… and that can be… dangerous…

…and then the off shore ‘Sciencolongy’ secret agents infiltrate the military island stronghold… as naked lap dancer and pole dancer traveling shows for the troops with … ‘USO - good for the morale tours’ …and all of them are from the clandestine off shore secret …’Sciencolongy’ secret-ship-nation.

Then… on the sly… the secret agent naked dancers start to leave ‘Sciencolongy’ CD’s and propaganda books lying around here and there… and well… bored sailors and marines will read it and listen to it… if only because they’ve already read everything in the racks of the recreation room…

…and so life began again …in various ways …here and there …on the small planet …in a mediocre sized solar system …that the inhabitants refer to as…‘Mama Dirt’

…to be continued on another rainy day…

…now it’s clearing up, children …let’s put on our rain coats and galoshes… and go outside and play… pick up the trash the wind blew into the yard… I’ll turn back up the trash can that the wind blew over… yes, Bobby… put it in there, that’s a good fellow… now keep an eye on each other… and play where uncle Mason can see you from the window… and stay inside the yard! …and don’t go near the river!

…and the mommies and daddies arrived in their SUVs and gathered up their children… and they offered the uncle wizard money which he refused… then they offered him cigars, as another son-in-law slips a paper sacked pint of Jack Daniel into the kitchen cabinet, and sweet cakes, and a crock pot of warm beef stew… all of which he happily accepted… and then all the mommies, and daddies, and all the nieces and nephews went home… and all were happy that day…