Obama made the same promise that every other president in the last 50 years has made, which is getting off foreign oil... every single president has used that line to get re-elected, and not a single one has followed through. Sorry Obama, I'm not looking for a guy who says what people want/need to hear, I know your track record, it's not the worst, it's not the best, but in the end you gave in like all the rest. Then add on to that you signed NDAA, declared war on medical marijuana, lay in bed with Wallstreet, not Mainstreet, and that's hope and change I simply cannot believe in.

So I figured out how to fix Facebook chat:

1) Click on the chat settings cog bottom right of facebook
2) Click on Limit availability
3) Make sure "Make me unavailable to" is selected, and all boxes are unchecked.
If you have "Only make me available to" selected, even if all boxes are checked, chat will show everyone as offline.

I want to become a mad scientist, and then the first hybrid genetic splicing creature experiment I will perform is to create a bumblebear, which is essentially a grizzlybear with wings and a bee stinger. I mean why not? Bears like honey... this could revolutionize the world, and solve the whole bee problems! Just replace them with bears!

My Political Poem

I'm sick of hearing the rhetoric Obama preaches, his lofty poetic and delusional speeches. He cannot conceal the delusion he deals, neglecting the real issues the people reveal. Signing NDAA and war against marijuana users, keeping Gauntanamo open, killing flies and political leaders. Heavy handed politics that suffer the starving, a declaration of a peace prize with civilian bombing. Teeing up war and a failure to connect, we need more than a poem if we're going to elect, anyone to this office, this place of power, we need real change in this critical hour.

You can expect a two-way street, but don't expect both lanes to be going the same speed.

Ravel was composing movie soundtracks before movies did, like one who writes music for instruments that don't yet exist. If the soul cannot think without action, then classical music is its reflection.

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This week I messaged my ex with the same two lines I spoke to her on the day we met, and perhaps it's fitting to end things the same way in which they began, or perhaps we could simply start over? They say in love there are no rules, sweetheart. I honestly don't know where to go from here, is there a way forward for the two of us, sometimes it is only in silence that one finds the words to say, and the feelings that sunk deep find clear waters and shine forth in the light of day.

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"Most of the shadows of this life are caused by standing in our own sunshine" ~Emerson

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Listening to Haydn Symphony No. 26 in Dminor "Lamentatione"

It really is true what they say: Laugh and the world laughs with you, cry and you cry alone. But I have found even in my moments of deepest despair that one becomes attuned to a different voice, perhaps it is not the voice of the world but the voice of history, for history is always with us, dancing in our blood, singing through our bones, and truly I say, we are never really alone.

I lay on a life raft in a mouse maze, homes are gravestones in a suburban cemetery, where trees are granted a one inch square living space, we shave the world like we shave our face, kill the deer, kill the bird, kill the fly, dominate and create new nature, murder the indigenous nature just as we murdered the indigenous people. Cement band-aids cover a planet riddled with sadomasochistic wounds. The sun is a pill, the moon a skull's cold eyesocket. I am wild life, I am nature, I am earth. What did you come with and what did they give you? Better question, what do you accept?

The whole idea of demonic possession and exorcisms and the church never made much sense to me... possessing one person seems like a very slow way of achieving anything if you're the devil, wouldn't it make more sense to have a greater effect, say by starting companies like Monsanto? Stealing water from small towns, bottling it in cancer causing plastics and then sell it back to the people at a huge markup? Keep cancer treatments from the general populace so you can get rich off treating them for years until they die a completely avoidable death? My guess is the devil is far too busy to possess individuals who have no power in the real world... we need to fight the devils we know.

I miss the friendship Laura and I started with, it was fun, and light, and adventurous, she vanished from my life without a word, broke my heart and still to this day hasn't really talked to me like a real person, and that makes me a little sad, but other than that I'm doing great, because I've learned a lot about 2-way street friendships, and to be wary of that idyllic honeymoon that shows us what we want from each other, and not what we truly are, and I won't be hurt again because of that.  I knew to take it slow, which was smart, but you still tend to crash into things when you're going slow and the other person makes a disappearing act.  Nothing really goes slower than vanishing... perhaps someday humans will find a way to communicate their differences and through their fears, until then... read the roadsigns, caution ahead, hearts are fragile, but it could be worse, you could be dead.

The night has songs of its own, and I listen to them playing when I'm alone. I write them down like flowers that I picked from the side of a road, and I bring them to you my love, I bring them to you.

The morning song is a river and it cannot be delivered, but you and I can sit awhile by its side. It cannot be written, a ripened fruit that cant been bit in, and I lay my head down by your side, by your side.

For every song has a life of its own, and every road is a seed that's been sown. I will follow you wherever you go, like the sun that doesn't heat nor light, your love keeps me warm at night, in darkness and in empty space, I'll think of you and thus replace, any fear will disappear and I will remember, I will remember, I will remember you.

Ripe fruit, alive to feel the teeth sink in, gift given and the chasm once the mouth's removed. Mouths screaming for their supper cannot feed themselves, artists painting it, poets describing it, weaving illusions tightly enough to manifest.
No one wants what the chef prepares, but no one says a word, no one dares. Hands reach like flowers bloom, pantomime under a paper sky. I hear your voice, and I want you to speak, for I have no words, no bridge to bring you to me. I walk, in mist, blossoms of ever longing, in the silence that screams, and darkness that lacks conviction must give way to light.

I keep my rain clouds in the sky.

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We may forget faces, we may forget names, but the vibration of things forever remain.

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It's easier to be faithful to an idea than to a person, an idea will never leave you... alas, an idea is not reality.  An idea is a possibility, perhaps than faith is not what one should search for, perhaps faith is simply that which keeps us searching, searching for the ever longed for, and that which is searching is that which is searched for, so you see you don't need to search any longer, you're already here. 

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Any religion taken too far goes from a quest of God to a task for the Devil.

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Which came first, the chicken or the egg?  The egg of course, chicken takes much longer to cook!

Today's meditation from me to you

Close your eyes
Take a few deep breaths
Now, imagine a world without sight... keep your eyes closed for 30 seconds imagining this world...
Now open your eyes.

Everything you see is a blessing.

I was thinking of writing a song called "A Candle in Every Window", and for the heck of it decided to see if there's a song using that title already, it doesn't matter if there is, you can't copyright a title, think of how many songs are called Wish You Were Here, or people named Mike! Same principle.

But what i found was a very pleasant surprise! There is one song by a native american floutist named Evren Ozan, and his album "As Things Could Be" is kind of awesome.

My horoscope really has been spot on today which is not supposed to happen... it means I'm losing my mind... jk jk... my horoscope told me I'd come into some money, and I received $41 in cash and a check made out to cash for $125 today to help me raise money for my album, I need to raise $1000 for the eco-sleeves. Then I received notification that my Feng Shui audiobooks on tape I paid to get converted to digital shipped back to me today. Grateful for the blessings of the day. ♥

It's sad to ask someone how work was and their response every day is, "it sucked"... some people live miserable lives, reinforcing their miserable view of the world, and it taints every interaction they have, with friends, with loved ones, with their own pets. They run and hide in TV, in drugs, in drama imposed on everyone around them... they handle every problem with a sledgehammer, everyone is an enemy, it makes them sick, it makes them tired, it makes them die young. To change the world we must first change our attitude about the world.

The laugh track on Seinfeld is completely overzealous... I need a mute laugh track option on my TV like the mute vuvuzela option they had on Youtube during the World Cup. I'd use that option all the time. I don't need to be told when to laugh.