Friday, December 26, 2008

Chumpness!

Who takes the cake for the biggest chump? Earning a label of 'chumpness' is not an easy task. I am a chump when I don't follow through because I've chosen not to, not because I am unable to. A chump is like a chimpanzee who chooses not to eat his dinner because it wasn't served with syrup on the side.

We've all been chumps at one time or another. Chumpness is normal and occurs universally at every given moment. Over time, repeated chumpness will define us. Some of us are born chumps, genetically programmed to chump untill our last days.

In the short term , the recipient of chump behaviour appears most affected. But it is in the long term where the chumper loses, absent of completeness and peace.

Stimuli which trigger chumpness are infinite. The processing of this stimuli is also key and varies from among individuals. This processing is molded both by environment and DNA blueprinting.

Being a chump is understandable and excuseble when grace is present, but an overload of chumpness is toxic regardless of which angle you look at it. A chump free world is a more wholesome world!

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

To Follow, To Learn, And To Become

Erich Fromm:
Infantile love follows the principle: "I love because I am loved."Mature love follows the principle: "I am loved because I love."Immature love says: "I love you because I need you."Mature love says: "I need you because I love you."

"What's meant to be will always find a way"
Trisha Yearwood

Friedrich Nietzsche:
It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages.

"Truly loving another means letting go of all expectations. It means full acceptance, even celebration of another's personhood"
Karen Casey

"In real love you want the other person's good. In romantic love you want the other person".
Margaret Anderson

Bible:
Love is patient, love is kind.It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.It is not rude, it is not self-seeking.It is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth.It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.Love never fails.I Corinthians 13:4-8

Carl Jung:
Where love rules, there is no will to power; and where power predominates, there love is lacking. The one is the shadow of the other.

Barbara De Angelis:
Love and kindness are never wasted. They always make a difference. They bless the one who receives them, and they bless you, the giver.

Love: a temporary insanity, curable by marriage.
Ambrose Bierce

Monday, December 8, 2008

The Most Secret of Secrets




From behind the cloak they reek
Carying out self-designated roles
Plotting my fate and yours
Straight faced with tainted righteousness

The secrets they hold, they hoard
In the wrong hands they have fallen
Where many lives have sacraficed
In the name of God?, or in the name of men?

We look the other way
Those neon lights shine oh so bright
They make their moves
Slithery men reeking of cowardiceness

Judge to your pits' content
Of those who will die or live
Prepare though, for one thing is clear
Existence always finds it's balance


"A heart that aches is truly full of life"









Sunday, November 30, 2008

Pixels For Pistols (Disarm the Masses in Preparation for Martial Law)


What was the purpose of this program? Responsible liscenced gun owners handed in firearms to police in return for digital cameras. Ridiculously enough, all the pistols collected were insignificant in the fight against gun crimes on Toronto streets. I'll assume the Toronto Police Force did their research, and applied a little bit of common sense in the developemnt of their 'Pixels for Pistols' program.

I can assure the implementation of this scheming plan had only two purposes.

First, it was excellent PR in the war against gang and gun related crimes. Unfortunately, those who know the 'score' are clearly aware this program was completely useless in their so called fight against the bad guys.

Second, for those who have been observant or have even the slightest inkling of the steady deterioration of our privacy, rights and freedoms, disarming masses of responsible citizens is key to easing the transition towards martial law!

Sounds like paranoia? You are intelligent enough to draw your own conclusions!

I just might be paranoid!


Monday, November 3, 2008

Someone Real


Flared are my nostrils for the world to mock
Crossed are my eyes for children to tease
Damaged are my neurons that fire randomly
Yet I am blessed with 'Jaws like' teeth

Large is my skull which keeps me unbalanced
Thin are my legs without an ounce of meat
Weak are me arms which leave me defenceless
Yet I'm blessed with good hair, always tidy and neat

Butthead is just what he is, which is why he brings comfort to many. Look into his eyes and tell me what you see? Just a simple dude in a chaotic world.

Thursday, October 30, 2008

For the Special



Why do I feel this rain

Falling on me
Then let me wash away with it
And be part of something real

Let me float away
No one needs to know I'm afraid
These are not tears
Only drops of rain

Did I make you smile?
I pray that I did
At least one time
A moment when our hearts were still

I want to feel
What a heart was meant to feel
So take my hand.... God
And let a broken heart heal



"The light at the end of the tunnel may be you"
Aerosmith

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Stephen Harper (New World Order/ Bilderberg Group)

What a pile of horse shit. I saw the latest television ad for the PC party. It did nothing but confirm the truth of the stupidity that is the world of politics. The fools who volunteered or were paid to lie or improvise on national television were pathetic at best. Harpers melo-dramatic playboy pose and superficial grin was equally moronic.

Everything is FIXED! Your votes mean nothing and never will. Politics is an adult version of playground bullshit.

I'm keeping it short. I don't have the background to articulate intelligently about the state of the world. Other than wars, starving children, and the violation of human rights, and more specifically individuals' rights, our world isn't so bad, is it? We are safe in our homes. We are free, and have equal opportunity to make our lives even better.

This sums up the mentality of most, but some of us may actually be AWAKE!, and realise what is coming our way.

Nonetheless, educate, or at least inform yourself of what is happening under our noses and behind closed doors. Piles of bullshit embeded in 'evil', evil meaning 'bullshit', is taking place in world politics without our knowledge. It is all being done in 'stealth' Alex Jones.

Forget the NBA, NFL, NHL, or MLB for a moment and take a look at http://www.zeitgeistmovie.com/, or Alex Jones' "ENDGAME".



Be 'Smart'! You owe your family the knowledge, if not yourself. What you do with this knowledge is the tough part!



Monday, September 1, 2008

Safety Dance

Who dares do the 'safety dance'?

"You can dance if you want to"

The 'safety dance' is safe, like crossing the street at 2 am. There are infinite versions of the 'safety dance', but all share a common theme; they are all safe. 'Men Without Hats' are pioneers in the evolution of dance. Their breakthrough into the music scene was unique and safe. The 'safety dance' introduced the world to a new, original, and very safe dance. Spinning in circles and flailing your hands in the air like a jackass, demonstrated safety immaculately!

"Safety dance, oh safety dance"


SAFE DANCE






UNSAFE DANCE












SAFETY DANCE SAMPLE (from supreme idiot)

Sunday, August 31, 2008

Here Comes the Rooster


Part 1

The red rooster stares aimlessly into your eyes
It tilts it's head to observe the features of your face
It notices you are not appealing in the world of roosters
You approach with care, only to realize the hate is deep

The rooster is red, red like a pair of red socks
The rooster bobs it's head as if to say, " I am a red rooster! Look at me bob my head"
The rooster is unemotional, like Hillary Clinton
The rooster is mean like the winds of a hurricane

Here comes the rooster!

Part 2

The rooster has taken claim over my space. It tacticaly circles and bobs it's head purposefully to showcase it's percieved superiority over me. I clench my jaw and fists as to prepare for an attack..... peck, punch.... peck, punch.... the stupid rooster is defeated! Peace is reclaimed. The red rooster is dead!



Thursday, August 14, 2008

Cats and Carnies