My neice and I discussed the difference yesterday. She says humans are more like cyborgs and I think normal humans ARE androids. In a way, we are both a bit right.
Healthy humans are made of elements from the same periodic table that an android or cyborg is, just in different quantities of each. Lots of Carbon and H2O for humans (ugly bags of water) whereas Androids and Cyborgs have more metalic parts and synthetic chemicals instead of biological chemicals.
I see GOD as the ultimate MATRIX, a mesh of all four states of matter/energy. Matter states are Etheric, Gas, Liquid, Solid. Science still can't find PROOF of Etheric that is reliable (because it is so complex) but they are getting close.
They need to study the Kabbalah or stare briefly into the sun and then close them and see the patterns that form. You will begin to pierce the veil! Namaste!
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Saturday, March 27, 2010
TESTED
I went to Walgreens today. With all my medical conditions and medicines on file you would think they would be kinder with me and more understanding.
Instead the Pharmacist just laughed at me. LAUGHED!
I C plans within plans. I C the multiverse.
doo u c what i c?...
http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/2d/Chinese_ivory_carving.jpg
I tried calling and talking to Cathy Horton at walgreens and she HUNG UP on me!
Reported her her to corporate twice. We will see if I get an apology...
Instead the Pharmacist just laughed at me. LAUGHED!
I C plans within plans. I C the multiverse.
doo u c what i c?...
http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/2d/Chinese_ivory_carving.jpg
I tried calling and talking to Cathy Horton at walgreens and she HUNG UP on me!
Reported her her to corporate twice. We will see if I get an apology...
RESTED
I have a great doctor but she always thinks she is right and I am a Shaman and I think I know a bit about herbal medicine as well as treating my tribe (don't have a DEGREE yet so I get NO respect from her).
Anyway, because of things she knows because she's my doctor, she has yet to take the time to listen to all my problems (too busy) and is a Lesbian with authority issues when it comes to dominating males like a Capricorn/Tiger/Metal Shaman like me.
Look up Capricorn and the Chinese Zodiac (Lunar) for a fuller explanation of ME. Check out books on Feng Shui such as "Chinese Whispers" (excellent book!) or wikipedia for either Solar or Lunar Zodiac to understand the plan GOD layed out in the moving super-computer that is the planets and the Universe.
See wikipedia on the UNKNOWN state of matter in the periodic table which I call the ETHERIC in my new book. Physics 101 for Believers.
Anyway, until I can afford ambien or such, I get what I need where I need it and am finally RESTED! I was really getting loopy on 1 hour of rest every 24. Yeah, bipolar is a bitch when the pills are $15 each and I sometimes take up to 3 a day.
Not to mention dyslexia (unrecognized even though I got shock tested after being electricuted). Doctor's are so busy and so full of them selves and so greedy but they don't want to give us the time of day because they think they are Gods on earth to us mere mortals.
Enuf of a RAVE for today. Anyone know where a local one in Birmingham, ALabama will be soon?
Anyway, because of things she knows because she's my doctor, she has yet to take the time to listen to all my problems (too busy) and is a Lesbian with authority issues when it comes to dominating males like a Capricorn/Tiger/Metal Shaman like me.
Look up Capricorn and the Chinese Zodiac (Lunar) for a fuller explanation of ME. Check out books on Feng Shui such as "Chinese Whispers" (excellent book!) or wikipedia for either Solar or Lunar Zodiac to understand the plan GOD layed out in the moving super-computer that is the planets and the Universe.
See wikipedia on the UNKNOWN state of matter in the periodic table which I call the ETHERIC in my new book. Physics 101 for Believers.
Anyway, until I can afford ambien or such, I get what I need where I need it and am finally RESTED! I was really getting loopy on 1 hour of rest every 24. Yeah, bipolar is a bitch when the pills are $15 each and I sometimes take up to 3 a day.
Not to mention dyslexia (unrecognized even though I got shock tested after being electricuted). Doctor's are so busy and so full of them selves and so greedy but they don't want to give us the time of day because they think they are Gods on earth to us mere mortals.
Enuf of a RAVE for today. Anyone know where a local one in Birmingham, ALabama will be soon?
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Plastic Seaman
I live in a town that does not recycle. I haven't found out why yet but it is on my list.
I have a metal can with a red and a blue rubber band around them on my dining table as a constant reminder to pursue this topic with a friend at City Hall.
I have a plastic bottle in my empty aquarium to remind me of where all this plastic is flowing to and what new organisms it is creating deep in the depths of the ocean as well as the effects we will suffer in future generations from ingesting all that toxic waste in seafood.
So what do we do? Well for starters, we must AWAKE and REMAIN AWARE! That's a start.
I am part of a nature group that celebrated Ostara, the Vernal Equinox, you know...SPRING!
You would think they are aware but we forget the little things. Like buying plastic cups instead of honoring the sacred trees and using paper. It's a basic law of Druidism that many claim to be and yet, there they are in the middle of the woods with more PLASTIC!
I found this old poem I wrote called "Plastics, Earth Technology, 2003-09-09"
4:49AM
Plastics Earth Technology
Trinity
3
123
Father Son Holy-Ghost
Mother, Daughter, female Holy Ghost Mary Magdelene?
Is the "Holy Ghost" a reference to GOD?
Yes.
So, it really goes...
Father, Son, God
Mother, Daughter, God
GOD
Split into Father and Mother
Split into Son and Daughter.
Split into Children.
Add Infinity.
Yes.
Ok.
Thanks.
No Problem.
Now I can go and watch my movie huh?
Yes.
Thank You GOD.
Just say AMEN.
AMEN.
Miss Olivia wants to say hi to Tete. And says to remind Van to wash behind his ears real well.
Frogs?
It may not rhyme but when I channel, I hear many at once. Hope it helps you.
Ever just close your eyes and watch the play of light and dark on the inside of your eyelids like a big t.v. screen? Try going outside where the Sun is...
And if someone makes you doubt what you hear or see or feel, read "Conversations with GOD".
I have a metal can with a red and a blue rubber band around them on my dining table as a constant reminder to pursue this topic with a friend at City Hall.
I have a plastic bottle in my empty aquarium to remind me of where all this plastic is flowing to and what new organisms it is creating deep in the depths of the ocean as well as the effects we will suffer in future generations from ingesting all that toxic waste in seafood.
So what do we do? Well for starters, we must AWAKE and REMAIN AWARE! That's a start.
I am part of a nature group that celebrated Ostara, the Vernal Equinox, you know...SPRING!
You would think they are aware but we forget the little things. Like buying plastic cups instead of honoring the sacred trees and using paper. It's a basic law of Druidism that many claim to be and yet, there they are in the middle of the woods with more PLASTIC!
I found this old poem I wrote called "Plastics, Earth Technology, 2003-09-09"
4:49AM
Plastics Earth Technology
Trinity
3
123
Father Son Holy-Ghost
Mother, Daughter, female Holy Ghost Mary Magdelene?
Is the "Holy Ghost" a reference to GOD?
Yes.
So, it really goes...
Father, Son, God
Mother, Daughter, God
GOD
Split into Father and Mother
Split into Son and Daughter.
Split into Children.
Add Infinity.
Yes.
Ok.
Thanks.
No Problem.
Now I can go and watch my movie huh?
Yes.
Thank You GOD.
Just say AMEN.
AMEN.
Miss Olivia wants to say hi to Tete. And says to remind Van to wash behind his ears real well.
Frogs?
It may not rhyme but when I channel, I hear many at once. Hope it helps you.
Ever just close your eyes and watch the play of light and dark on the inside of your eyelids like a big t.v. screen? Try going outside where the Sun is...
And if someone makes you doubt what you hear or see or feel, read "Conversations with GOD".
Monday, March 8, 2010
Ms. Manners - where have they gone?
There is an English comedy on PBS called "Keeping Up Appearances". The main character, Mrs. Bucket (pronounced Boo-Kay), is quite a stickler for manners and very full of herself. My ex said I often reminded him of her. I'm not sure how to take that except with humor...
For a long time, I thought it was important to always be honest and never hold anything back. I know better nowadays though my mouth still gets around my Freudian Ego at times! (I speak before I have evaluated my comments).
So I try not to be such an ass and I also try to show a few manners still. One family member I hold dear insists she does too but she really doesn't. She'll burp or fart and laugh instead saying excuse me. She never thanks me for gifts or cards I send her. If I call her on any of it, all she has is excuses. And of course, her kids follow her example.
I belong to a group of guys that go out to eat together and spend much time talking down about those that aren't with them. They are a nice group of people but it's hard to feel comfortable when you're wondering what things they are saying about you when you're not there.
I value friends and family more each day since the number dwindles as time goes by. So I try to hold my tongue when hurt or offended. People will flatly deny their bad moods or lack of manners if confronted. If you had a tape or video, they'd make excuses. Perhaps I'm just too sensitive but the denial rubs me the most! Honesty seems to have lost it's value in the world and manners along with it.
We all have our moments but I try hard to be polite. I try not to deny who I am even if I don't plan on changing. If I at least acknowledge my faults I can change. If I look in a mirror and see no faults, there's nothing to change.
I've quoted him before and I'm sure I'll do it in the future...
"You must be the change you want to see in the world".
http://www.quotationspage.com/quotes/Mahatma_Gandhi
For a long time, I thought it was important to always be honest and never hold anything back. I know better nowadays though my mouth still gets around my Freudian Ego at times! (I speak before I have evaluated my comments).
So I try not to be such an ass and I also try to show a few manners still. One family member I hold dear insists she does too but she really doesn't. She'll burp or fart and laugh instead saying excuse me. She never thanks me for gifts or cards I send her. If I call her on any of it, all she has is excuses. And of course, her kids follow her example.
I belong to a group of guys that go out to eat together and spend much time talking down about those that aren't with them. They are a nice group of people but it's hard to feel comfortable when you're wondering what things they are saying about you when you're not there.
I value friends and family more each day since the number dwindles as time goes by. So I try to hold my tongue when hurt or offended. People will flatly deny their bad moods or lack of manners if confronted. If you had a tape or video, they'd make excuses. Perhaps I'm just too sensitive but the denial rubs me the most! Honesty seems to have lost it's value in the world and manners along with it.
We all have our moments but I try hard to be polite. I try not to deny who I am even if I don't plan on changing. If I at least acknowledge my faults I can change. If I look in a mirror and see no faults, there's nothing to change.
I've quoted him before and I'm sure I'll do it in the future...
"You must be the change you want to see in the world".
http://www.quotationspage.com/quotes/Mahatma_Gandhi
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Unlimited Population Growth + Finite Resources=?
You would think that someone who lived in Saudi Arabia in the desert for 2 1/2 years would have a keen awareness for the need to conserve water.
I am often aware of my wasteful nature but not always. Even then, I often indulge myself instead of trying to be more conservative. So I acknowledge that I am often part of the problem instead of the solution but I am trying.
I was reminded of this today while I was cleaning my kitchen sink. Instead of filling a bucket once I got the water temperature right, I just let the water flow down the sink. I like the sound of running water.
I realized how wasteful of water and the energy to heat it was but continued to let the water flow away.
My first partner, J.C., taught me about the simple effort of not running the water while shaving or brushing my teeth. I usually follow his example but not always. It brings to mind an ad I saw that showed a couple showering together with the caption "Shower with a friend" in order to save water.
Eventually the population in my area will out strip the water supply. It won't be an occasional drought but a lifetime struggle. I hope not in my life time. And until we stop breeding like animals we will be bound by the same laws of supply and demand.
Someone will suffer.
In the animal kingdom, that would be the weak, the old, the young. With humans, this will not necessarily happen at first. We will try to maintain order but as things collapse, power will ultimately rest with the rich. At least until things become truly desperate. Then we will also return to our animal nature.
It seems that instead of just throwing money at disasters, we should take time between them to use some money to TEACH conservation.
No matter how modern a society is, if a stable population is not attained, eventually it will collapse upon itself. And when the country that everyone turns to when disaster strikes collapses, where will THEY turn for help?
As we've already seen with the banking industry, even the mere threat of our collapse affects the world. But did the world send us aid? No. They offered to loan us money. Our people began losing their homes and no one gave us money or land or homes. They GAVE us nothing.
Perhaps that is why we don't have a problem with people leaving our country. Our generous nature is still one of the things that people like about us. We are the ones that give. Money, jobs, promises of a better future.
We are by no means perfect. Our dependence on others for energy makes for a dangerous alliance. We have come to the point of invading others in an attempt to maintain stability in their countries to insure stability in ours all for the sake of energy.
So we've already far out-stripped our own ability to supply this resource, energy. Oddly enough, there are many ways to change this. Besides slowing down or stopping population growth, we can invest in solar, wind, and water energy sources.
But since capitalism has a strangle-hold on this country, money determines what is important, not the needs of the citizens. And until we are willing to pay more and have less, we will continue our spiral towards the end of the equation:
Unlimited Population Growth + Finite Resources = ?????? ?????? ??????
I am often aware of my wasteful nature but not always. Even then, I often indulge myself instead of trying to be more conservative. So I acknowledge that I am often part of the problem instead of the solution but I am trying.
I was reminded of this today while I was cleaning my kitchen sink. Instead of filling a bucket once I got the water temperature right, I just let the water flow down the sink. I like the sound of running water.
I realized how wasteful of water and the energy to heat it was but continued to let the water flow away.
My first partner, J.C., taught me about the simple effort of not running the water while shaving or brushing my teeth. I usually follow his example but not always. It brings to mind an ad I saw that showed a couple showering together with the caption "Shower with a friend" in order to save water.
Eventually the population in my area will out strip the water supply. It won't be an occasional drought but a lifetime struggle. I hope not in my life time. And until we stop breeding like animals we will be bound by the same laws of supply and demand.
Someone will suffer.
In the animal kingdom, that would be the weak, the old, the young. With humans, this will not necessarily happen at first. We will try to maintain order but as things collapse, power will ultimately rest with the rich. At least until things become truly desperate. Then we will also return to our animal nature.
It seems that instead of just throwing money at disasters, we should take time between them to use some money to TEACH conservation.
No matter how modern a society is, if a stable population is not attained, eventually it will collapse upon itself. And when the country that everyone turns to when disaster strikes collapses, where will THEY turn for help?
As we've already seen with the banking industry, even the mere threat of our collapse affects the world. But did the world send us aid? No. They offered to loan us money. Our people began losing their homes and no one gave us money or land or homes. They GAVE us nothing.
Perhaps that is why we don't have a problem with people leaving our country. Our generous nature is still one of the things that people like about us. We are the ones that give. Money, jobs, promises of a better future.
We are by no means perfect. Our dependence on others for energy makes for a dangerous alliance. We have come to the point of invading others in an attempt to maintain stability in their countries to insure stability in ours all for the sake of energy.
So we've already far out-stripped our own ability to supply this resource, energy. Oddly enough, there are many ways to change this. Besides slowing down or stopping population growth, we can invest in solar, wind, and water energy sources.
But since capitalism has a strangle-hold on this country, money determines what is important, not the needs of the citizens. And until we are willing to pay more and have less, we will continue our spiral towards the end of the equation:
Unlimited Population Growth + Finite Resources = ?????? ?????? ??????
Monday, February 1, 2010
Better Living Through Chemistry...
When my mother became ill with cancer, I felt as if the bottom had dropped out from under me. It was a roller coaster ride of loss and hope.
Somewhere along the way, I realized I was no longer able to handle things even with therapy and finally spoke with my doctor. He prescribed Paxil and told me "Better Living Through Chemistry". If he only knew...
This morning as a particular short-term drug wears off, I find myself wishing I was still on Paxil. The short-term drug helps but I seem to become even more irritable as it wears of. That's why I would prefer to be on Paxil which is long-term.
For most of my life I have been impatient and critical with myself and others. I even shop at 2AM to avoid having to interact with people. Without drugs, it's even worse.
I love using the general term drugs because it pisses many health professionals off. They are so narrow minded about the effects of substance that they don't prescribe. From over-the-counter drugs, to herbal supplements, to alcohol, and even food have affects on a person's behavior (yeah, Tom Cruise, I think you're full of shit too).
I really just wanted to bitch about my trip to Wal-Mart but it reminded me that no matter what others think about medicating a person, I believe they do help. So I blogged it.
It's kind of like that old recommendation of writing a letter but not sending it for a while. Just write it down somewhere (like a blog) and revisit it later. Once you've had your say, that may be enough to make you feel better. If not, then after a period of time, send it to someone.
In this case, since I send a variety of letters to Wal-Mart (just yesterday was the last about not selling Green Day CD's) and they usually send me back their standardized bullshit response, I thought perhaps I would just share this one with the world for now.
This started with my bitching to the old Irondale Wal-Mart that they needed boxes to throw away the plastic grocery bags to be recycled. After telling the managers about it a few times, I finally sent an email to Wal-Mart. They never responded but soon after, the recycle boxes were replaced. SURPRISE!
That encouraged me later to complain about the lack of big sizes in men's clothing. This fell on deaf ears. Try looking for men's specialty boxers (you know, like the one's with kisses or pictures of homer simpson on them) in 2x, 3x, or 4x. They don't sell them.
Tonight I was using my own shopping bags and as usual, the cashier didn't know how to use it. I told her how to hook the loops on the bag to their bag holders and she said "I'm too tired".
I will admit that I wanted to slap the shit out of her but I just kept quiet. The only problem is that since Wal-Mart probably has my email listed as IGNORE, I can't even suggest they train or RE-train their cashiers on how to bag groceries.
Perhaps I need another email. Now what should the email ID be? How about complainer? Bitch? NeedsMoreMeds? I've got it..... ThereAreNotEnoughMedsInTheWorld. Nope, too long.
Did I mention that Pizza Hut even put a note in my file that I was a "Hostile Customer" just because my partner insisted on our discount any time the pizza was late. I got an apology from the Birmingham VP for that one!!!
(sigh) Well I feel better but I may just need to talk to my doctor about getting back on Paxil before my head explodes. What's that old definition about "Stress"? Something about resisting the urge to choke or kill people...
Thanks for reading...
Somewhere along the way, I realized I was no longer able to handle things even with therapy and finally spoke with my doctor. He prescribed Paxil and told me "Better Living Through Chemistry". If he only knew...
This morning as a particular short-term drug wears off, I find myself wishing I was still on Paxil. The short-term drug helps but I seem to become even more irritable as it wears of. That's why I would prefer to be on Paxil which is long-term.
For most of my life I have been impatient and critical with myself and others. I even shop at 2AM to avoid having to interact with people. Without drugs, it's even worse.
I love using the general term drugs because it pisses many health professionals off. They are so narrow minded about the effects of substance that they don't prescribe. From over-the-counter drugs, to herbal supplements, to alcohol, and even food have affects on a person's behavior (yeah, Tom Cruise, I think you're full of shit too).
I really just wanted to bitch about my trip to Wal-Mart but it reminded me that no matter what others think about medicating a person, I believe they do help. So I blogged it.
It's kind of like that old recommendation of writing a letter but not sending it for a while. Just write it down somewhere (like a blog) and revisit it later. Once you've had your say, that may be enough to make you feel better. If not, then after a period of time, send it to someone.
In this case, since I send a variety of letters to Wal-Mart (just yesterday was the last about not selling Green Day CD's) and they usually send me back their standardized bullshit response, I thought perhaps I would just share this one with the world for now.
This started with my bitching to the old Irondale Wal-Mart that they needed boxes to throw away the plastic grocery bags to be recycled. After telling the managers about it a few times, I finally sent an email to Wal-Mart. They never responded but soon after, the recycle boxes were replaced. SURPRISE!
That encouraged me later to complain about the lack of big sizes in men's clothing. This fell on deaf ears. Try looking for men's specialty boxers (you know, like the one's with kisses or pictures of homer simpson on them) in 2x, 3x, or 4x. They don't sell them.
Tonight I was using my own shopping bags and as usual, the cashier didn't know how to use it. I told her how to hook the loops on the bag to their bag holders and she said "I'm too tired".
I will admit that I wanted to slap the shit out of her but I just kept quiet. The only problem is that since Wal-Mart probably has my email listed as IGNORE, I can't even suggest they train or RE-train their cashiers on how to bag groceries.
Perhaps I need another email. Now what should the email ID be? How about complainer? Bitch? NeedsMoreMeds? I've got it..... ThereAreNotEnoughMedsInTheWorld. Nope, too long.
Did I mention that Pizza Hut even put a note in my file that I was a "Hostile Customer" just because my partner insisted on our discount any time the pizza was late. I got an apology from the Birmingham VP for that one!!!
(sigh) Well I feel better but I may just need to talk to my doctor about getting back on Paxil before my head explodes. What's that old definition about "Stress"? Something about resisting the urge to choke or kill people...
Thanks for reading...
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