Humble Yourself…

I’m coming home from work today and I’m driving down my street towards my house. There are guys paving a driveway probably a quarter mile away from where I live. I get in front of my house and realize they parked a truck and a trailer there taking up the entire length of the curb for two houses.

Meanwhile, there’s enough parking spots right where they’re working that aren’t in front of anyone’s house.

So, I back up in my car and say, “excuse me, who’s driving that truck?”

“What” he asked.

“Who’s driving that truck,” I repeated. “Can you back it up for me it’s taking up the entire length of two houses, and I have nowhere to park.”

“Okay! Okay, calm down” he says with that condescending attitude trying to imply that I’m the one who’s upset.

And then he has the nerve to say, “You could be a little nicer.”

How much nicer could I have been?

The nerve!

So then he repeated himself again, you could’ve been nicer. “I said I was nice,” blah blah blah and we did that dance back and forth for a little while and he walked away.

My point here is this:

You’re doing work on a quiet street that’s in a peaceful elderly neighborhood. Don’t be a fucking low-life scumbag. He should’ve apologized, and said I’m sorry sir, I didn’t realize there were all these spots right here where we’re working.

Instead, he chose to talk shit and be an instigating arrogant tough guy for absolutely no reason.

I’m tired of asking God why, and I’m tired of trying to figure people out.

I was nice, I said excuse me, and I really don’t appreciate people attacking me with “You could be nicer.”

I’m not the one who was upset, and that psychological-bullshit-condescending talk doesn’t work with me.

You’re on a residential street paving the driveway of someone’s home.

Act with a little class, I know it’s hard for you, but please try.

Maybe next time I won’t be so nice, and then you’ll see the difference.

What do think…

One day, two weeks ago, you found a nice shady spot in a HUGE parking lot. You parked your car, and slowly sipped your morning coffee in peace. There was no one around and you enjoyed that break to be alone.

You go back there two weeks later, and do the same thing, only now, two minutes later a garbage truck comes into the lot and parks directly across from you. Now you’re sitting there sipping your coffee, and some scumbag is watching you.

And he sits there for 35 or 40 minutes looking in your direction…because he’s parked right across from you.

The parking lot is humongous, he could’ve parked anywhere in the lot, but he chose the spot directly across from where you were parked.

With everything considered, is that personal? Do you consider that to be a challenge of some sort?

I wasn’t, but She’s the Only Begotten Sun

I wasn’t going to post this, but I said frig it. With all this hoopla going on right now with Smorgasbord 3, and my investigation into the Kennedy assassination/sacrifice, I was shown something that I couldn’t pass up on showing you.

Rose Elizabeth Fitzgerald Kennedy was JFK’s mother, and John Jr., Patrick, Arabella, and Caroline are JFK’s children.

Caroline is the only one who is still alive today.

With all the unfortunate events surrounding the Kennedy family, some straight up acts of personal violence, some questionable, and some accidental, I couldn’t help but think this was a taunt to Caroline who is the only surviving child of our former President.

On September 23, 2003, the hip hop group OutKast released a double album set, Speakerboxx and The Love Below.

Track 9 on The Love Below Album is titled Roses. I bought this CD set and played it in my car when it first came out, but never thought anything about it.

Now, I believe Roses should be “Rose’s” because the song directs more hatred and anger towards the Kennedy family, but more specifically, Rose’s grand daughter, Caroline who’s JFK’s only (Begotten Sun) surviving child.

Here’s the lyrics, and I must say, at the time I thought this was cool, now, I’m like what kind of fucking song is this? Notice too, instead of saying down to earth, he says “down to mars.” “Real guys go for real, down-to-Mars girls.”


Caroline (Caroline), see, Caroline
All the guys would say she’s mighty fine (mighty fine)
But mighty fine only got you somewhere half the time
And the other half either got you
Cussed out or coming up short
Yeah, now dig this, now even though (even though)
You’d need a golden calculator to divide (to divide)
The time it took to look inside and realize
That real guys go for real down-to-Mars girls, haha, yeah

I know you’d like to think your shit don’t stank, but
Lean a little bit closer, see
Roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh

I know you’d like to think your shit don’t stank, but
Lean a little bit closer, see
Roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh

Caroline (Caroline)
See she’s the reason for the word “Bitch” (bitch)
I hope she’s speedin’ on the way to the club
Tryna hurry up to get to a baller or singer or somebody like that
And try to put on her makeup in the mirror and crash, crash
Crash into a ditch (just playin’)
She needs a golden calculator to divide (to divide)
The time it takes to look inside and realize
That real guys go for real down-to-Mars girls, yeah

I know you’d like to think your shit don’t stank, but
Lean a little bit closer, see
Roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh

I know you’d like to think your shit don’t stank, but
Lean a little bit closer, see
Roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh

Well, she’s got a hottie’s body but her attitude is potty
When I met her at a party, she was hardly acting naughty
I said, “Shawty, would you call me?”
She said, “Pardon me, are you balling?”
I said, “Darling, you sound like a prostitute pausing”
Oh, so you’re one them freaks
Get geeked at the sight of an ATM receipt
But game been peeped, droppin’ names, she’s weak
Trickin’ off this bitch is lost, must take me for a geek

A quick way to eat, a neat place to sleep
A rent-a-car for a week, a trick for a treat
No go on the raw sex, my AIDS test is flawless
Regardless, we don’t want to get involved with all them lawyers
And judges just to hold grudges in a courtroom
I wanna see your support bra, not support you
(Not support you, not support you)

I know you’d like to think your shit don’t stank, but
Lean a little bit closer, see
Roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh

I know you’d like to think your shit don’t stank, but
Lean a little bit closer, see
Roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh
Yeah, I

I know you’d like to think your shit don’t stank, but
Lean a little bit closer, see
Roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh

I know you’d like to think your shit don’t stank, but
Lean a little bit closer, see
Roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh

Better come back down to Mars
Girl, quit chasing cars
What happens when the dough gets low?
Bitch, you ain’t that fine, no way, no way, no way

Better come back down to Mars
Girl, quit chasing cars
What happens when the dough gets low?
Bitch, you ain’t that fine, no way, no way, no way

Crazy bitch
Crazy bitch
Crazy bitch
Crazy bitch
Crazy bitch
Crazy bitch
Crazy bitch

crazy bitch
(Stupid-ass bitch) crazy bitch
(Old punk-ass bitch) crazy bitch
(Old dumb-ass bitch) crazy bitch
(A bitch’s bitch) crazy bitch
(Just a bitch) crazy bitch
(Stupid-ass bitch) crazy bitch
(Old punk-ass bitch) crazy bitch
(Old dumb-ass bitch) crazy bitch
(A bitch’s bitch) crazy bitch
(Just a bitch)

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Benjamin Andre / Boykin Matthew Roy

Roses lyrics © Chrysalis Music, Gnat Booty Music, Bmg Monarch, Seven Sax

Keeping the Negative Talk Positive

What’s going on everyone? I’ve felt distant from my blog lately because of things that come up routinely in life, like work. It would be wonderful if we could somehow get paid for all the articles we post, but that’s not the case; at least not for me; and so, the bills must be paid.

When I began on this spiritual path of self-discovery and truth back in 2008ish, I used to listen to woman who stressed the importance of keeping yourself and anything that has to do with you up-beat, positive, and optimistic.

More specifically, she discussed the importance of not buying into the fear, negativity, and drama. The theory behind this is if we subscribe to the negative talk, then we become consumed by it, which ultimately creates patterns of negative thinking and self-doubt.

If you’re in the company of someone who’s complaining about the economy for example; this person says, “this economy sucks, I can’t make any money.” Your response should be, “well I think the economy is just fine, and I’m making lots of money.”

Or, “Everyone in this room is terrible.” You should say, “well, I’m not terrible.”

You get the point. You’re not supposed to give in and allow yourself to become one with the negativity. And, I’m not going to lie, this is going to be hard for some people to do, because anytime you go against the grain, you’re going to ruffle feathers.

Your comeback comments shouldn’t piss people off because you’re not saying anything bad about the other person, or offending them, you’re just stating your truth, but it does sometimes, and because of that some people will just go along with the conversation.

If you’re looking to make more positive changes in your life, you can’t be afraid to stand out and alone from the group.

Enjoy this wonderful Saturday, and have a great weekend.


Nooz Video

The labels of democrat and republican have become the front for an opposition between good and evil. We have to become masters of discernment. We really do. This is about humanity, free thought, and independent thinking. The right to free speech in this country guarantees us the opportunity to speak our minds and share our opinions. Everyone has the right to do so.

Think in terms of equality and what’s fair. You can’t shut down someone who thinks differently. Not everyone is bad, and not everything is fucked up, and conversely, not everyone is good, and not everything is amazingly wonderful. There’s a middle road here.

And don’t blame everything on the government either. We are a nation of citizens.

Art is an outlet. It’s a creative expression unique to the individual.

U.S.; Times of Turmoil

Here on the North American Continent, also know as the United Sates of America, the Mississippi River runs through ten states; Minnesota, Wisconsin, Iowa, Illinois, Missouri, Kentucky, Tennessee, Arkansas, Mississippi, and Louisiana.

Back in 1927, the most destructive river flood in U.S. history was registered as the Mississippi overflowed largely because of heavy rainfall in 1926. They say 27,000 square miles of land was under 30 feet of water for months causing the displacement of almost 700,000 people.

Two years later, in 1929, steel and automobile production, two large portions of the American economy at the time, were in decline. European investors grew increasingly uneasy about investing in the U.S. economy and pulled out. That propelled a wave of fear that couldn’t be settled, by October, 16 million shares were sold off; Wall Street crashed, and the Great Depression followed. The Great Depression lasted from 1929 to 1941, and no depression has lasted as long or has touch nearly the amount of lives.

How did we rebound? Well, Franklin D. Roosevelt had to come out and tell the truth about state of the economy and the country in general, but weather or not we rebounded is up for debate.

After Roosevelt’s inaugural address on March 4, 1933, and his promise of a “new deal,” a plethora of federal agencies came into existence.

Civilian Conservation Corps (CCC)

Agricultural Adjustment Administration (AAA)

Tennessee Valley Authority (TVA)

Federal Deposit Insurance Corporation (FDIC)

Securities and Exchange Commission (SEC) -to police Wall Street activity

Federal Emergency Relief Administration (FERA)

National Recovery Administration (NRA)

Committee for Industrial Organization (CIO)

🤣Woah! Yeah, I mean it’s not a secret Roosevelt increased the federal government tenfold, and expected them to carry the country out of the depression, but the steel industry and the private sector in general was back in business because of WWII.

Flood, Great Depression, and then WWII began in December of 1941. The war ended in 1945, which was the same year FDR died, but I think many question his decisions regarding the sizable increase of the federal government because the federal government’s role was supposed to be limited with little intrusion in the lives of citizens, but..

at least he came out and told the truth. And I think citizens at that time weren’t really thinking about how the fed’s involvement could effect the future, or what kind of precedence it would set for future emergencies. Today, we almost expect federal intervention during times of emergencies.

But like I said, I think at that time people were in a real desperate situation, and the government came offering with their hand out.

Rushing and Waiting

Coming full circle forces us to look at the root of issues so we can identify the cause. What tipped the first domino?

If I didn’t go to the party last night I wouldn’t have overslept, and if I didn’t oversleep, I wouldn’t have missed the bus.

If I didn’t miss the bus, I wouldn’t have been late for work, and If I wasn’t late for work, I wouldn’t have been written up.

If I didn’t get the write-up then I wouldn’t have had a reason to argue with my boss. And if I didn’t argue with my boss then I wouldn’t have been sent home early from work.

If I didn’t leave work early then wouldn’t have had to wait 45-minutes for the bus that missed this morning.

It interesting when you think about this because most people who work full-time are in a routine for at least five days out of the week, but one change-one single minor change, could tip off a string of events that disrupts the entire pattern. You never go out at night when you have work the next day, but you did last night.

Will you do it again?


I Gotta Call Bullshit on that Kyle

As we chronicle in this issue, there’s a lot wrong with the state of the journalism job market. It still favors white, privileged, highly educated people at precisely the moment it needs to be more inclusive, given the changing demographics of the country. 

Kyle Pope

I love that I’m so drawn to articles like this, because here I am, just about 20 years out of college, holding a Bachelor of Arts, the author of two books, and I can’t even get an entry level job into field of journalism.

I clicked on the link for this article because I thought it was going to provide a little insight, instead, I get hit with the “white privilege” thing.

So, I’d really like to know where people like Kyle get their information when they make these outrageous claims. No one’s knocking my door down with a job offer.

And I say this respectfully..

I think, Kyle, belongs to a group of people in this country right now today, who are desperate for passion and emotion in their writing, but also in their lives in general, and because they don’t have it within, they make these inaccurate claims, to ride the wave of emotion generated through the reactions of people it effects.

If you know where educated white people are being favored for employment in journalism, can you point me to that direction?

The article link is below.


A Return to Normalcy

The place I work for finally woke up and made it optional for wearing masks, and I must say, the entire building had a completely different feel to it. Over the last two years, a countless amount of articles have been published dealing with the psychological complications of wearing masks all day, and they were either ignored, or agreed with and then ignored.

But please, let me share this with you. People were definitely happier and in a much better mood without it, and there was an overall sense of closeness. Of course, for a little while you had do a double check to make sure the person you were talking to was the one wearing the mask all this time, but there was so much to laugh about and see afterwards.

It seems like a small area when you consider how much the mask actually covered, but just seeing someone eyes created this unexplainable distance, and frankly, disregard. The mask was, and some people might not agree with this, but dehumanizing. The removal of the mask restored the care and sensitivity needed to bring a distant workforce together.

No more hiding, no more making faces at people, and no more mumbling under your breadth. We can see one another now, and this is the way it always should’ve been.

The mask was unsanitary, dirty, kept us breathing in our own exhalents (poisonous), and in the end, it didn’t even prevent us from getting sick. But we all new it wouldn’t, some people just needed the comfort.

In the beginning, the mask was suggested as a way to stop the spread of the virus if you were sick. It even came out in the Dr. Anthony Fauci emails thanks to the Freedom of Information Act, that no mask could prevent us from getting sick, but that was another thing some people chose to ignore.

Healthy people weren’t supposed to wearing masks all day, and I mentioned the reason why that happened. Once people realized and saw how hard the pushback was against wearing the mask, they forced it just for the laughter and short term pleasure it provided.

Yes, people actually rode that wave of satisfaction that came from forcing someone to do something they didn’t want to do. Terrible. And there really was no government responsible. We did it to ourselves. We forced each other. We allowed the pandemic to cause division amongst us, and the really scummy people used it for a serious overreach into other people’s lives and privacy. Terrible.

I don’t know if that can ever be repaired. Because really, the issue is twofold;

It’s unsettling to know that at least half of the people in this country will roll over and do as they’re told without investigating and looking for the truth, but it’s even more unsettling that those people out of fear, will burn up and force the people around them to follow.

Putting your head down and going to work is how we got into this mess, and to make it even worse you have the nerve to talk shit and mock the people who take time out of their busy schedules to protest. You call them rebellious and ignorant. Terrible. Shame on you coward.

I digress….

Like Sand Through the Hourglass..

Original Concepts

Take a look at the feature image of the hourglass. Notice, as the sand slips through the x-point, it piles up on the lower level. On the lower level, as it piles, it forms the shape of a pyramid. There are three Egyptian Pyramids, roughly covered in sand, and one bigger than the last. I believe the pyramids represent time in a unique way.

Pyramids of Time

Now, take a look at my drawing of the Egyptian Pyramids, and notice the numbers around each them. According to numerology, 11, 22, and 33 are Master numbers.

Taking this a step further, there are some critics of time who say we live the past, the present, and future all at once; the past is what we just did a second ago, the future we haven’t gotten to yet or it’s what’s to come, and the now is the current moment.

I look at it this way, once you turn two you enter into the pyramids of time. Initially, you begin at the age of two, you start out on the smallest pyramid as you can see, but once you get to age six, you occupy the first step on all three pyramids, living the past, present and future all at once.

The first major milestone you reach is at age 11. There should be a natural gain in knowledge, understanding, reason, and sense. You’ll feel it, you should actually feel more intelligent.

When you reach the second milestone at age 22, you are free from pyramidal structure and restrictions that come with being a human between the ages of two and twenty, however, you’re still connected to the future pyramid and the third milestone.

When you reach the age of twenty-two, there should be a natural gain of skill, ability and direction.

Take notice at what happens when you reach your third milestone at age 33. You are still living a good portion of your life on the second pyramid.

It’s not like the arrival to your second milestone, because when you reached age twenty-two, the first pyramid was over and done with.

33 is the most spiritually inclined number as it’s made up of 11 and 22. It’s love, understanding, and giving at their highest levels. Right after your 22nd birthday, the energy begins to build towards to 33. You will have your Saturn return at age 29, which can be extremely beneficial depending on the personal work you put in.

And then once you reach 33, you’ll remain at the top of third pyramid until all the sand slips through the hourglass, and the second pyramid reaches completion as you turn 40.

Once you reach 40, you’re in you’re power, still standing at the top having learned all the lessons and tied up all the loose ends. You’re decent begins when you reach the age of 42.

When you reach 42, you are fully in the last pyramid of time, and that’s right about the time of your Uranus opposition to itself. Every move you make from this point forward has to be calculated, and there must be something gained for your time, because as you can see, there’s no more to waste.

The climbing ends at age 60, with all level roads ahead.

The drawing of these pyramids is symbolic of many things. It shows how we live in the moment, with full control over the past, present, and future. It shows the overlapping of time and how we build towards our futures when we don’t even think we’re close to doing so. It runs perfectly with two major astrological transits we all go through.

Each Pyramid contains a 9-year period between steps. This is sacred in design.

Look it over and study it. I’m sure you’ll draw your own conclusions.

Have a blessed evening.