A poem for the mostly male, Aryan, and fearful in America THEIR GOD THE GUN I swear to God these motherf@ckers must know something we don’t I’ve never seen them this scared before Not in my lifetime Sure I’ve read about it in the past & it echoes of Germany in the 1930’s But like I said in my lifetime I’ve never seen them this … Continue reading Their God The Gun
I normally don’t like using cliche’s especially those that hint at the Biblical. However this does not mean that cliche’s do not have some truth inside of them. Many of us have been tested and many of us will be tested again. Throughout our lifetimes “tests,” will attack our faith, our love, even our reality, and some of us will ask the question, “Why am … Continue reading One Must Be Tested in Order to Testify
(welcome to metaphysical Monday, from Bus Stop Judo) There is this wonderful story in the Upanishads about Svetaketu, a boy who was sent off to study and learn the sacred wisdom of the Vedas. Now just for context “Veda” means knowledge and “Upanishads,” translates loosely to, ‘sitting close with devotion.’ So Svetaketu at about the age of twelve was sent of to learn the sacred … Continue reading Be The Taste of Light
Now I want to be very clear I do not recommend that anyone face depression or anxiety alone. SEEK HELP, nor am I suggesting that what has helped me recently will help anyone else. I just want to share my experience while it is still fresh. I may have written this before but it is worth repeating, I grew up with a mother who was … Continue reading One Can Not See the Horizon if One is Always Looking Down
(If this is your first time visiting us or if you have been here before this is a new feature we’d like to call Metaphysical Monday. Every Monday we will break down a Koan, a parable, a quote, etc. That leans to and towards self development and confidence, basically we believe in giving what we need. So here we go.) This Koan for me would … Continue reading “Grandfather dies, Father Dies, Son Dies, – This is Good Fortune
One could argue that it’s easy to be asleep in America, that one could sleep walk through America’s cities and never see homelessness, that you can watch a sports channel all day and never know that children are dying in places of war. And by sleep do I mean ignore, absolutely. Willful ignorance is a form of “sleep” a form of denial to the realities … Continue reading Ron DeSantis isn’t as much Anti-Woke as he is Pro-Sleep
I recently experienced two things on the same day, one I was told my Blog seemed angry and two that I should make my Blog about other people. Basically I was being told that no one wants to hear about your fears and anger they want you to comfort them from theirs. Well Dear Reader here is my attempt. As far as I have discerned … Continue reading Fear and Anger in a Dark Age And How I Will Survive It.
If you haven’t read Part One, don’t worry you won’t have to. I ask myself what is sacred often, not consciously but more often than I should. I believe that the rains that fall in Southern California are sacred, when they do fall. I believe that every parent should treat their child as if they were sacred, and not just when they are born. I … Continue reading Do You Ever Ask Yourself, What is Sacred? Part 2
(a poem for Governor Ron DeSantis and Majare Taylor -Greene) IS THAT FASCISM I SMELLSniff……Sniff Do you smell thatthe stench of charred carcasses Bodies of critical thought being burnedin the concentration camps of idiocySniff……SniffDo you smell that fragrancethe perfume of rope burna byproduct from the nooses around thenecks of the apatheticas their heads perpetually lean forward in orderto make sure their eyes constantly stare into … Continue reading Is That Fascism That I Smell
We live and exist in a time of Self-Proclaimed Gurus, Shamans, and Saints. Don’t get me wrong they have always existed as have Charlatans, and often they are/were one and the same. They, the Self Proclaimed/Charlatans have used the desire of other’s for the sacred to “enhance” themselves. To tell you that the sacred has always been there and to tell you that you need … Continue reading Do You Ever Ask Yourself, What is Sacred? Part 1
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