A Perfect Stage to Rattle Your Cage, Pt. 1

Setting the World Stage

I believe the children are our future; teach them well and let them lead the way. Whitney Houston is, and will always be, a legendary icon.

I was born a month after Nixon resigned. Iran emerged as a flagship enemy in the Middle East with a hostage crisis by the time I was five.

The Cold War was getting warmer, but the Soviet threat was real! A nuclear war was always looming! Then again, I lived in Alaska, which belonged to Russia before it didn’t, but that’s not the point.

The U.S. was protected by a space-based defense system called Star Wars.

Hollywood made it possible to believe the concept because smart phones and widespread conspiracy theories were 20 years away!

The real Cold War between the U.S. and the Soviet Union played out on hockey rinks. The U.S. lost to the Soviets for all of history until the 1980 Winter Olympics.

The U.S. underdogs, a team of amateurs, finally pulled a win out of nowhere, in ~~one of~~ the most symbolic showdown, ever.

Ronald Reagan was elected president later that year.

Movies like Rocky IV, Wargames, and others, simplified international relations for the children of the future, Generation X and beyond.

We interrupt this war broadcast for an important election message…

This isn’t a debate about what’s true, false, fact, or fiction. It’s about patterns, experience, ideas, and possibilities.

As far as I can see, it looks as if it’s a common practice to manipulate outcomes for a future plan to explain what’s misunderstood about the past? Or do I have it backwards?

One thing is certain: There's a lot that we don't know. More to come.

It’s a hazy shade of winter.

There's a patch of snow on the ground.

The Truth is Bigger than Your Boat

Lies Cover, Accumulate, and Pile; but Never Bury the Truth

Nobody buries the truth despite every effort to ignore what they refuse to believe. It starts with one, and that’s all it takes.

Does the end justify the means?

Is Time on Your Side?

Time is the ultimate champion of truth.

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock. What you waiting, what you waiting, what you waiting, what you waiting for?

One day, you’ll turn around and notice a mountain of lies. You’ll be confused, but only because it’s a mountain on top of a bigger truth that’s related to something you thought you buried.

Cherries bury a lot if the boat is big enough.

Eventually, you realize you’re not the only liar and no longer in control. Emotions that you’ve never processed before take over your entire body, and all you know is it doesn’t feel good.

This is your subconscious mind at work.

Eventually, you realize the truth is much bigger than whatever lie you chose to perpetuate.

However, it’s too late.

The mountain – and everything underneath – won’t go away, and it’s hard to ignore – and it won’t go away!

What do I do now? Is there anything I can do? Was it worth it? I'm a good person. What's happening to me?

Does the end justify the means?

No, the answer is no.

You don’t have to answer and your response is none of my business. Besides, the question is rhetorical at this point.

We all have different definitions of what it means to choose wisely.

It’s not up to anyone to change anyone’s mind about anything. Decide for yourself, period. Share your stories. Whether or not they resonate isn’t up to you, but you’ll know if they do.

It’s a blessing to exist in a world where we have free will.

There’s a huge difference between deciding how to feel and being told how to feel – or what to think.

Give yourself more credit, you’re smarter than you think.

The End

Until I turned 40, I thought (not believed) everyone else was smarter than me. I grew up believing that being different was wrong. How did I become so evil?

Why would God make me evil?

Wait…I’m not evil!

You cannot plan an end, just affect one

Don’t take my word for it, just watch Titanic! There were too many passengers and not enough lifeboats. Where do you put your cherries?

Take your time, the ship is sinking.

I thought I could only learn from others, but nobody could learn from me. Knowing more and being smarter are two completely separate things.

Second Time Swine

Tasmanian Devils, Activate!

I tried making waves, but soon realized that was a great waste of time. I’m not here to surf.

I’m here to live a life that leaves an unsettled aftermath of inspiration to remind us of one simple truth.

Don’t be ashamed to make life fun.

Love relentlessly with an open mind. Listen to everything, question everything, stay curious, and don’t be afraid to explore…anything. Speak your mind, but also be mindful of apologies.

Land-based & See Sick

My life isn’t any more tragic than any other human tragedy, and I’ve seen some astounding events. I didn’t enter the this world prepared for what followed, but it only got crazier, more painful, increasingly cryptic, and wildly rewarding.

Everyone makes one giant mistake

Fear is your first feeling, then the pendulum between juxtaposed emotions begins. Life is about connection, communication, curiosity, and care.

Humanity cannot be faked, and will never be faked.

Everyone has a story worth sharing, but not everyone has the ability (confidence) or platform to share their story.

Some either don’t take a chance, or never have one. Some don’t recognize the chance, while others blow their chance.

I’ve witnessed awful things occur between people, but the worst humans are always responsible for the largest groundswell of a fearless, unwavering commitment to truth.

“Gimme a silencer, I’m gonna need a minute.” ~Anonymous Pirate of the Caribbean

Be part of the groundswell.

Second Time Swine

Red rover,
Land over,
No Grover,
It’s over.

Time Up? Or Time…
Thought you’ve seen it all?

Have you lost your eye?

Not even close,
Trust me when I say,
Rethink your play.

Don’t try this one again.

Got another
century?

Back to your busted self,
Enjoy one more trip through hell…
…and some bad news.

Sorry to Ruin Your Warning! Reset in 3...2...1...

Ding Ding “D” O’Duck Duck “G”

Righting at the Speed of Love

What you’re about to read is not about God. It’s about the nation he’s above. It’s about the United States of America – a country I love and the country I’m from – the country that boldly declares In God We Trust on its currency and the people who prioritize money above human life.

They will have a hard time keeping pace with how this is about to unfold.

Home of the brave, indeed.

Good morning, America! More on moron money in a minute.

I’ve been in a growing state of confusion for the better part of six years. The words regularly penetrating me these days are ongoing and mind blowing.

Look out, folks. I need a shot before I continue. This will be uncomfortable for some awful people.

By the way, my relationship with Milagro involves only a shot glass.

Lordy, Lordy Look Who’s 40

I turned 40 less than a month after moving to Scottsdale. I never imagined how drastically different my life would become today.

It’s a fucking mess, but in the most glorious way.

On September 13, 2018, I’ll have served a four-year term in Arizona.

It happened when it would create an everlasting impact.

I’m not the only one whose life completely realigned itself.

I’m still perplexed, but I feel incredibly blessed, beyond measure, and anyone who knows me understands how weird that statement sounds coming from me.

I deserve another shot. This one’s a double.

America’s Multiple Reality Disorder

Multiple realities are what make life worth living. This is a country where only 5% of the world calls home. We are the world’s melting pot. There’s no country more diverse than America which gives America the biggest opportunity.

In God We Trust

There’s a difference between having life and being alive.

There’s no purpose in having, but there is purpose in being. Not all humans are human beings. At the end of the day there are two ways to go. You either die feeling miserable or depart fulfilled, feeling upgraded to a level of love I cannot wait to see.

For now, I’m going to have to deal with just feeling the love, which isn’t a bad penalty box. I’ll be back in the game soon enough. I needed the rest anyway.

There are plenty of people who never thought this much truth would ever surface. Then again, those people aren’t very smart, and I no longer surround myself with people who bury the truth under layers of deception so easily. That’s not what a human being does.

Being a human being is never easy. Shit, hooking up on Scruff isn’t easy.

Circling Back to Trusting God with Money

Earn it honestly. Don’t steal it and don’t take bribes. I don’t recommend accepting anything stamped with God for bad things. But, I don’t care either way. You do you and it looks like you’re happy doing it and that’s great. Keep going down that path.

In God We Trust

God is everything. God is even the Devil. Think about that for a second.

Be careful, money is a double-edged sword and it’s sharp. By itself, money isn’t the root of all evil; it’s the love of money that will ruin your life and the lives around you.

Money is more addictive than any drug you can inject. It’s especially dangerous because your friends love its scent. It smells better than a kilo of coke and they know when you can’t afford them anymore.

Cash Strapped Trust

If you don’t know what’s going on by now, I don’t know what to Tonya.

Everyone had every opportunity to practice their blindfolded triple consecutive quad axels, coupled with kickboxing and creativity, in time for crowbar season.

Crowbars are basically bats. It doesn’t matter whether it has wings and rabies, or made of wood, both are bad news. You won’t know what hit you anyway, and it doesn’t matter. That’s the least of the problems you can’t solve.

In God We Trust

Money is a magnet for greed and a tool used to manipulate the actions of others. It’s a criminal’s temptation and fuels corruption.

Money dehumanizes us because everyone needs it to survive. It’s one of an infinite temptation we encounter every day.

What will you do for money?

“Keep your relationship with God to yourself and I promise I won’t thump you over the head with a giant dildo in casual passing.” Author Unknown

Simply Awesome Pest Control

No more bets.

America has never had a more easily guided walk, at the speed of baby steps, consciously coupled with the slowest, most repetitive, slide show of bullshit ever imagined.” Author unknown as far as I Know.

The risk of playing with fire is that most people aren’t smart enough to know they’re dancing in the flames.

Rectal Dysfunction

You’re in deep shit if your head is still up your ass. An occasional brain fart doesn’t cut the cheese.

It’s time to shit your brains out. The clock is ticking.

Lt. Dan had legs for days; he just didn’t know how many days.

Money Didn’t Sight Light! Holy Crap!

Since last July, the term “blind trust” has become a common theme and grounding reminder between me and a special friend.

Creativity, music, muses, mistakes, curiosity, compassion, and truth – which takes the longest to expose – are my personal development tools.

Having friends with mutual respect doesn’t harm the process, but introduces a whole new level of disappointment and hurt, that makes you stronger if you’re an adult who can admit mistakes.

Does time heal all wounds? Here’s a hint. No. Time eases pain, but pharmacies don’t sell it.

Ok, I’m taking my dog to the park so I need to wrap this up.

Remain committed to yourself and be loyal enough to be trusted. “Blind Trust” is scary, but it’s the best feeling when it was the right decision even though it’s the most vulnerable feeling.

Now, where did I put that tequila? Three shots this time! I feel like I just bowled a 300. A boy can dream!

In God WE Trust

We Know when We Know

Marooned & Golden

Welcome to Miracle Arena, otherwise known as Mother Earth, where nobody exists by accident.

You – and all your broken pieces – are here for a reason.

Yes, clichés are annoying. They’re overused, trite, simple, and patronizing truths that nobody sounds smart saying. Then again, I never claimed to be smart. Here comes another!

The truth is, you’re a living miracle.

It takes us nine months to breathe on our own, but our time on Earth is the real womb. It’s time to level-up your effort for the greater good.

Life is poetry in motion and we’re all in this together. It sounds like a bullshit sandwich, but it tastes as good as an orgasm feels.

Believe it or not, it’s your decision.

Born in the USA

The minute you’re born, innocence is lost, and free will is gained. You’re scared, confused, and crying. You have no control over any part of your situation.

The worst part about the entire ordeal is that the ordeal is your reality.

From that moment on, you make decisions – all day, every day, for the rest of your natural born life. You’re now free to fuck up your life, along with the lives anyone else you can depress.

It’s easier than you think!

Houston, we have a problem. A big one.

You have exactly until you die to become someone you’re proud to be.

Your World Revolves Around You

Being the master of your universe comes with responsibility, and therein lies the problem.

It’s not difficult to think you’re important, but to believe you are is entirely different.

Behave accordingly. Act like a miracle if you want to be one.

When someone acts important while being completely oblivious of how they affect others, bad things happen. It happens to families and friendships all the time, but damage caused by self-absorbed behavior extends far beyond those immediately affected, eventually.

Look in a mirror long enough that you don’t destroy the person staring back. Take time to see what’s in the mirror before you break it.

Care about others, but worry about yourself. Whatever you do (or believe or share or plan or desire or try or say) is a reflection of the relationship you have with yourself, which ultimately manifests itself in any and all relationships you have with others.

Be the person you want to know.

Live a life you’re willing to defend. Don’t lie to yourself, it doesn’t work. The truth always finds its way to the surface. There is such a thing as ‘too little too late.’

You are the company you are.

We all have choices and I’ve chosen to be pro-life to the extent that I care about mine.

Cherries bury a lot if the bowl is big enough.

A Miracle & the Bouquet of Bullshit

It’s scary as hell to not have all the answers. I sure don’t, but the more I search my soul, the more comfortable I am with myself…and everything I remember ever happening to me. Time; it takes time, and I’ve been busy. It hasn’t been easy. Bold decisions have a way of bringing out your best.

In your conscious being, the eyes you use to see – those are yours. The brain you use to think – that is yours. The heart you use to hurt – that is yours. The soul you will always be – that is yours.

Everything else is ancillary; everything else is there for your benefit. I know that sounds selfish, but it’s not. It makes everything else significant.

Everyone exists to teach you lessons and give you ideas. Everything and everyone else exists to allow you an opportunity to improve and help you find your place in the world.

Everything we dislike or disagree with are there to help us recognize our own flaws.

Do You Believe in Miracles?

Take time for yourself. Nothing about your life has anything to do with anyone else, except yourself. Accept yourself. If you think I’m full of shit, I’ll leave you with this: You haven’t tried hard enough.

You have exactly until you die to become someone you’re proud to be.