The Meaning of Life is Evolution

Yesterday was yesterday for a reason,

Today is something new altogether...starting with anything and everything you are willing to become, as long as you let yourself.

Stagnancies breed a decaying mindset

Breaking the dependence of past securities, and coming face to face with our fears in an effort to learn from them.
I know that I can never outran my fears, I am best served learning from them and evolving into a stronger version of who I once was...
Just as long as I allow yesterday to let my past remain where I left it.

True self growth requires an internal confidence and self sustainable freedom to continually evolve within ourselves....

Catch an Eye 4 an I

Truths come at us form each and every direct, irrelevant of who's the voice, with which tone or matter of logic, superstition and perspective is spoken or shared.
Truth, much like love, has no limits and no conditions and no specific or direct approach other than forward with an open an unbiased mind.
If a truth needs to be organized to lead or coerce, then the authenticity of the truth lacks the obviousness of its natural existence.
Does a true belief truly need to be organized for you in order to believe in it? Or is it best served to be logically evaluated and explained within one's mind eye?

What would you characterize or classify a truth already given as fact?
I have my own opinions on that.

If you have to rely on others for the truth in front of your own eyes, then being blind might already be the truth in your mind.

In oneself exist an entire world, and if you know how to look and learn behind each and every door the key is always within reach...
No one is here to lead you to any doors or hand you any keys,
It's up to the Eyes of the I to open all possibilities

How Different Are We Really?

Man created religion to deal with mortality.
Religion attempts to instill ethics, morals, norms, values and lifestyle guidelines.
Godless societies are harder to manage within the community of our planet, hence needing the order that religion can offer which can allow for more of a positive communal flow.
A cohesion of interests.
Like I said, an order.

I have come to the conclusion, that regardless of the verbiage or ethnic background, there are only two religions on our planet in all of our time...
There's the religion of fear
and
The religion of love

All religions come down to one and/or the other.  Regardless of saviors, enlightenment or transcendence...all religions speak with one of these two voices.
Now, I've come to believe that control is easier to exude when there is a threat of coercion, as per our human flaw of our ever so prevalent Ego.
Most, if not all of our disputes, battles, disagreements, quarrels, altercations and misunderstandings stem from our ego.  The truest human tragedy, and by far, the worst flaw we have to offer.
Threats of coercion are extremely effective in maintaining order.
Unfortunately, Why the majority religion is fear.
But fear lacks true compassion and empathy.
More importantly, fear lacks eternal growth.
Because fear suppresses the unknowns, the outliers, the peculiarities in exploration and privileges of expansion.
Fear helps control and maintain.
Need I explain what love offers?  Or would an obtuse eye lack the wisdom and direction of love.
Fear is callous, love the is all encompassing.
Yet, funny how mortality finds both.  Makes you wonder which path makes for a more comfortable journey.
Because, ultimately this is a journey we all get the opportunity to experience.  The truest gift of life.


It's easy to get angry at someone,
It's much harder to forgive them.
Life puts us the position to flourish or fail
It's up to us to become strong and survive
or
Disappear in the history of time.

Your choice, our world, this time or forever hold your peace.

All Of Me, and Sum of You

Inappropriate or not, I would have to say sure why not!

I bet that caught you by surprise.

So, I'll leave all the planning up to you.  If I have a voice (which rhymes with choice), I would vote for something small, quiet and under the radar.  Basically, I'd vote independent. City Hall fits the bill.  So, let me know when and I'll see what I can do.

Yes?  Sounds reasonable?

I'm not too fancy, I don't even believe in bells or whistles.  Usually, when I match it's mostly by chance.  So, don't expect a tux.  You can bring any and all cats, because I like cats.

Some even argue that I'm a big cat.

What a pain in the ass I am.

Almost Suessesque.

My finesse has a touch all of its own.

Just like a mind.

With many built in corridors.

Feels like a maze, only you can't always tell that you're going in circles.

Round and round.

But if you like to chase your own tail, you'll fit exactly within the round square.

I'm not misunderstood, as much as, disregard like loose change.

Random fact, the Trevi fountain in Roma collects thousands of dollars in loose change a day.

The whole beggars can't be choosers thing, way over blown...if you know where to bag and choose.

Cha Ching

Bada Boom, Bada Bing, Bada Bang...Bada swim

Waters are only deep if you fear them.

Skies are only high if you can't see them.

Those that are blind really can't tell, nor do they fear.

Fear is the tool that helps reason through survival.  Fear can also hamper growth.

Ironic.

Said the guy who placed his hand in fountain full of change.

Wisdom isn't achieved...as much as....earned.

It took the Romans four decades to realize a homeless man was clearing out the fountain every night.

Everybody likes tax free change.

Moral of the story, you just never know until you try.

Tax free or not.

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Repeat Offenders

"Maybe the Wolf is in LOVE with the Moon...

and each month it cries for 

a love 

it can not touch"

Nothing is truer than the words of Alpha Warrior!

Buenos Dias 

How was your thanksgiving?  I had an off the boat Irish neighbor friend and he quite couldn't fit in those H's in words...so he would say tings like tanksgiving.  Always humored me.  I have a fond appreciation for those daily quirks we encounter from all the unique (and everyone is unique in their own subtle way) individuals whom grace our paths.

Bless you all you quirky folks...and may you never leave your quirks behind!

My daily mediation methods allow me the wannabe zendom not to overreact.  And that's factoring in all the obnoxious New York road rage.

If people just learn how to accept and appreciate each other...this wet rock we call home will be such a more pleasant world.  Absent of greed and hatred would help a long, long way.

If only enlightenment came in a pill.

But unfortunately, a vanity pill would sell out tenfold over enlightenment.

We are bereaved of morals, ethics and logic...and no one seems to notice or care.

Why?

Because we are primal in our simplest form.

Again, I ask why?

Because survival is our paramount instinct.

Who cares if the world burns up tomorrow, as long as I get my tan today.

Because, tan people get more goodies I guess.

No, it shouldn't have to be that way...

If enlightenment can be approached.

I guess we are on a collision course with this rock's past history.  A history of damnation and annihilation.  A history that has repeated five times before.  Unfortunately, our memories don't run that far back...

So Destiny has us repeat our fate.

Where is this world headed to, and the who

What

and

When

Is yet to be determined.

Or is it?

Finse, Norway

Geez wheez Jazzy Jazz

I often find my humble thoughts and effervescent soul gravitating somewhere else...if you know what I mean, and what I mean tends to be what I know...and that would be a who, not to be confused with an owl (although owls are somewhere between cool and awesome)...with a where, and that's somewhere else (as I stated earlier).  Somewhere natural, somewhere special.

Anyhow, enough with my gibberish...and let's go to that somewhere place, won't you say?

Dilly, Dilly!

The place I was thinking is Norway.

It's a place that's cool and awesome if you know where to go.  See, that's what this is all about.

The where!

Now, combine that with things (mostly nouns) that fiddle your fancy...and I can't think of a better place that would pique your interest.

Savvy?

Norway you say?  Or was that no way?  It's still a way.

Then you're saying there's a chance!

Or was that more of a lets see what type of way?

Say it ain't so, yes...or...no?

Maybe, so.

Spark a fire, and come nestle down so I can show you...

Please, by all means

Come this way.

Listen, listen to the crystals

These cold and transient crystals harmonizing in a way that you haven't heard before....

Sigh

Like angels in an ice palace

With their trumpets

Greeting our spirits

Stoking our fire

Burn, Burn

Burn heaven deep within the depth of our souls....

Melodic

Gently teasing our primal desires

Mesmerizing

Speaking to our unconscious eye

It's here, where you let yourself become seduced

In the Ice Palace

So, far...far away

Paradise isn't a fantasy, it's a destination

It's an existence...

It's here, and you should hear it

Talk to your inner self, like none other before

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=TAG3cjBdta8

Thirteen years strong and going

Welcome to the Ice Music Festival
and it
Starts Up the 2nd of February
The original venue was Geilo, Norway...but due to the strict climatic conditions necessary to play musical instrument constructed from ice, the site and date were slightly altered in order to create an optimal environment for all participating acts.

Space Mountain

Happy Thursday, otherwise known as thirsty Thursday!
And who isn't Thursday?  Possibly The Nature Boy...
Anyhow....
I almost gave you'll a prank call yesterday.  Oh so close.
Do you even like prank calls?  Who doesn't enjoy an occasional change of pace type of day?  I'll give 10,000 reasons why change can be very good.
So, you are wondering how this gets done?
I have been convincing my coworkers to place prank calls for me for years.
I know, how silly.
But they're fun.
You see, nobody expects to receive a prank call from an adult.
That's why they work.
The element of surprise.
Well, now....there isn't much of a surprise, is there if I prank call you...is there, I said.
I guess you can pretend to be tricked and/or surprised.  You can play along.
I'm such a scutch.
I feel bloated this week, too much salt.  It was the teriyaki in the meatballs and the pesto with the orzo.  Are you an orzo fan?
I know, orzo rhymes with bozo...another buzz word for a scutch.
But it was, oh so good.
Yummy yum yum...tada, my bowl is empty and I'm going for seconds yummy.
You know the type.
Always trying to heist an extra calorie here or there.
It's why I hound and scold my clients.
And they ultimately pay me back with blood, sweat and tears.
So, without much to do...tell me, how are things in your time zone?