Wednesday, January 26, 2011

what's the difference?

Last night I listened to our fearless leader recite his carefully crafted state of the union address, in which he tells congress, the media, and the world population how his administration perceives a snapshot of the way things are, right now, in the United States and how it got here and where it's heading and who's steering the ship of state.  It's not just a great photo op.  It gives the prez the media center ring to try and convince everyone he actually does positive things, and it reminds everyone exactly why they put him in office in the first place.  It's like your car dealer calling you every two years to tell you what a great salesman he is.

As I listened to his talk, he said something that got my attention.

"We need to make America the best place to do business."

That's exactly what Dick Cheney said when he was VP in GW's first term.  That's republican talk, isn't it?  I mean, isn't that the mindset that got us all in this economic shit storm in the first place?  And since when are democrats concerned about Wall Street profits?  Democrats have always been for the working guy, unions, and the people who actually make things and republicans were for Wall Street, big business and the guy that hires you.    

The thought came to me that politics and sports are exactly the same.

Both are spectator oriented.
Both require spectator money to operate.
Both play one team against the other.
Both are taught at every level of education.
Both have a tier structure with increasing levels of exclusivity.
Members in the highest levels of both are selected by people we don't know.

Football, baseball, and basketball all had separate but equal major leagues that eventually merged into one entity running the show for that particular sport.  Now, each sport has one major league.

It appears as though the democratic party has been merged into the republican party for many years, with the republican party calling all the shots, including getting a democrat in the white house every now and then just to give the impression we still have a two party system.

And you thought you made a difference on November 2nd.


Tuesday, January 25, 2011

5 worst things to say

Will I get in trouble for lifting this vid?

Thursday, January 20, 2011

transition to the 4th dimension

The problem with living in a 3 dimensional universe is an abundance of boundaries designed to keep us contained.  Compared to the rest of the cosmos we're nothing but babies in our individual playpens, aware there's more but unable and unwilling to leave the cage.
The laws of physics are our playpen walls and our baby toys keep us happy and content.

Well, I'm not content with all these hindrances so I looked into what it would be like to live in the 4th dimension.  After all, that's where we're heading so I may as well research it.

Working on the premise that we all create our own realities and this reality of mine would be so much cooler if I didn't have these damn laws messin' up my shit.

A search on the internet got me a number of people trying to describe the 4th dimension by comparing it to the 2nd dimension, which is like explaining an airplane to a caveman by showing him a rock.  A number of semi-smart guys described the 4th dimension by comparing a 3D cube to a hyper-cube, which is nothing more than a regular 3D cube with extended angles.  Another expert figured that someone from the 4th dimension would be like a floating blob of organs, fluid, and vapor in a constant shift of transparencies.  It soon became apparent to me these guys are all irretrievably stuck in 3D land and can't imagine anything outside their carefully crafted playpens.

I figured I could do better so I climbed up my playpen wall and trained my eye to the horizon outside the window and reasoned a 4D world without restraints would have absolutely no boundaries.

Gravity, solid objects, time, space, climate control, growth, decay, and everything else that posed a problem is no longer in your way.  You'll have a physical body, if you want, but it's not necessary.  Earth will still be here, if you want, but there's a whole universe worth checking out.  You'll have time because time is no longer an issue.  You can see the big bang and the end of the universe before breakfast.  The vastness of space?  Go anywhere instantly.  Space suits?  What for?  You can picnic on the sun.  Can't think of any place to go outside of Earth?  You will.  You'll have unlimited information from the cosmic collective.  You'll be an immortal, non-corporeal, timeless being who can morph into anything and be everywhere at the same time.

And this is just 4D... climbing out of the playpen and entering adolescence.  Cosmic adulthood is when we get to 12D.

What do ya think that will be like?

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

293 ways to make change for a dollar

This is one of those problems you can't work out any other way but just do it.  No computer model or mathematics exist, that I know of, that can work this out.

For what it's worth, 2+9+3= 14  1+4= 5. 

The only reason I bothered looking into this is because I found this information on a slip of paper while cleaning up some detritus.  As far as I know, I wrote this on a company notepad thirteen years ago.  It must have been reasonably important enough to keep all these years and I'm sure there was more to it than simply an obscure bit of useless trivia.

Monday, January 17, 2011

Sunday, January 16, 2011

to the moon, alice

There's a belief shared by quantum physicists, eastern mystics, and ancient wise guys that the reality we live in is self created and every detail of our waking reality is as individually crafted as our own sleep dreams.

Sometimes my dreams ignore the laws of physics and I'm able to fly, jump over mountains, walk through walls, breathe under water, and instantly transport myself to a completely different setting.

If reality is self created, why would we include the laws of physics?  If flying is what we want, why would we include gravity and further compound it my making it an unbreakable law?  It's like speed bumps at the Indi 500.

I tend to think we've been programed to accept these carved in stone "laws" to keep us from levitating over the stockyard fence and jumping over the moon.

Monday, January 10, 2011

how bout a do over

I firmly believe that we make our own universe from our own subconscious intent. 

The one I live in has an economic system that relies on extreme conflict, resulting in mass death, so that a profiteer that I don't know, can increase their bottom line from interest rates from loans to both sides of any conflict.

I beg your forgiveness for ruining so many lives but I never took an economics class in college.

I'll do better next time. 

Thursday, January 06, 2011

it's all just a big joke

I ran into Mike the other day.  The last we worked together was shortly after 9/11 and over the years we'd run into each other and compare notes.  We talked about three times since then and I'd say the time we spent together in the last ten years must be something like maybe an hour.

We spent just enough time together to remember each other but not enough to see any changes.  Mike sees me as I was ten years ago and I see him much the same way. 

After talking and laughing for about a half hour he said something that made me think.

He said, "I always liked the way you looked at things.  Whether it's politics, or the area, or the news, you think it's all just a big joke.  Because of you, I look at the news at night and read the papers and laugh out loud because it's all just a big joke and it makes the news more like a sit-com."

Yep, that was pretty much my attitude back in the pre-9/11 days before everyone got serious about everything.  I was carefree, selling phone cards and poison ivy treatments, searching for the meaning of life, and life was good.  Mike still knows the me of ten years ago and talking with him was like looking through an old photo album of the way my mind worked before we became a police state.

The best part is Mike still thinks it's all a big joke and he credits me for giving him that attitude, and he gave it right back to me ten years later.

What a wonderful gift.

Thank you, Universe.

Wednesday, January 05, 2011