Imagine a Future; Part Four

I discuss Hollis Doherty and the Woergl Experiment.

What happens to the USA Empire?

Imagine a Future; Part Three

Another talk about the future of money.

Imagine a Future; Part One

The first in a series of posts about a male & female monetary system.

Thinking About Earth

Still setting my studio up and I pondered how much junk has passed through my hands into the world.

Lost Time

There is lost time in my lost time story. The plasma globe interfered with my computer and I couldn't turn off Photo Booth until I moved the globe away. 

As I read a lot of UFO books as a kid I believe my Lost Time was just that, a gap in my memory. My imagination tried to fill that gap. The warts in a pattern of a "M" on my belly was a way for my mind to give me proof.

Is God Love?

Does God love us or do we just need to love each other?

Is God Real?

What is the reality of God?

Is God Perfect?

My father and I often debate the perfection of God.

Double Dogma

I have many bad pictures of myself. The above picture is of me with an insane smile on my face and my grandson bored with just another photo op. Looking at this picture I think of a question my oldest son once asked me when he was a boy.

"Do you believe in Science or Religion dad?"

"I don't believe in either one."

"What!?"

"One is the politics of faith and the other is the politics of facts."

"What do you believe in?"

"I believe in Imagination. That is much better than the double dogma that most people believe in."

Is your life eaten by the Jesus Fish or the Darwin Fish? Are you still fishing like me and using your imagination to think about what is really in the water of life?

Bad Light

People riot for high priced shoes made by child labor half a world away. Grown men keep child rape a secret for years because they worship a game. A fool thinks he's winning when all he is doing is eating his own ego. So much for the headlines of last year.

This year my government is banning the incandescent light bulb (100 watt) and I feel this is as dumb and vile as anything I read last year. Tomorrow I go to buy some LED bulbs as I hate the poor light from CFL bulbs.

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Flying Atomic Planes

Does the United States Air Force fly planes powered by atomic reactors?

If so does this pose a health risk to the people of planet Earth?

Russia admitted to bombers with reactors in 2007.

Fall of Empire

Birth of a Nation or Birth of an Empire?

The Fourth of July.

Fireworks and Food.

Family fun.

Warriors in far off lands.

Fighting for life and liberty?

Fighting for corporate rule?

Designer Demons

I'm getting tunnel vision. The truth will never be told. I'm holding on to a past that I can't win in. Why do I care?

I'm creating my own demons to hold me back. I fight battles I can't possibly win against powerful men that could destroy me with little effort. Why do I care?

I care because these type of men are destroying my county. They practice the highest form of crime and they make me sick to the very core of my being.

They are at the core of the bribe machine called politics.

Wielder of the Memory Sword

How many children were injured to protect a rich man's ego?

The memory cuts deep into my soul.

Why did you brand me a pervert? To protect your own fragile ego? To make me the bad guy? Didn't work did it.

Who owns that land?

You know what land I'm talking about.

I know you will censor me. This blog or at least these posts will be pulled down. I can't pretend it didn't happen.

Do no Evil is a good motto. I wish it was true.

Dancer on the Dark Dream

I'm falling through a hell of my own design and as I fall angels whisper names for me into my soul.

Are angels real? Is hell real? Am I real?

I don't know.

Most of the names I like.

Keeper of the Cosmic Crayon.
Warrior of the Wasted Dream.

I don't know what they mean but I like the sound of these titles for myself spun out of my mind.

I hate the the title; Dancer on the Dark Dream but it is part of me too.

What does it mean? Does it mean anything?

I love all the people on this planet in a way most people can't imagine. Hate is a coward's emotion.

I pity the rich men that tried to put me in prison for telling the truth. I was such a liar. It's a joke on me that I told a truth that was the greatest fear of poor men that had great wealth. Cowards that hide behind mountains of money. Poor in imagination and poor in truth.

Who owns the land that Union Station Kansas City sits on?

Keeper of the Cosmic Crayon

Who owns the land Union Station Kansas City is on? Does a corporation lease the land from someone?

Who cares? I care. I think I gave twenty dollars to a billionaire. Don't you hate it when billionaires ask for hand outs?

Pity the poor billionaire, who needs our help and please give what you can.

Warrior of the Wasted Dream

Time to tell the truth.

I'm not going to write about what is wrong with me any more. What is right with me is more important.

The above photo is a flag of the imaginary nation of Wink. The truth is, all nations are imaginary.

The above photo is a test pattern for my imagination. It helps me think when I look at it.

I have a question that has been eating at me for a few years; Who owns the land that Union Station Kansas City sits on?

The Real Bridges To Nowhere

The first bridge to nowhere is that bridge to the 21st Century.

Then there is that bridge between the Corporate Campus of Microsoft. Welfare for the rich always goes nowhere. The taxpayers of America were used to fund half the bridge in a system of bribes.

9/11 and the Truth

What happened on 9/11, 2001? I know what happened, my future for my country was stolen. I don't believe in all the wild stories on the edited out of context movies on YouTube. Sorry I've worked on a lot of propaganda movies and I know all the tricks of the trade.

Do we know all the facts? I'm sure we don't but that doesn't mean reality fits into our own narrow view of the world. I believe we all have a narrow view of the world. I'm not God and anyone reading this isn't God. We are at best a pinprick of God and can't know all things.

I am taking a break from blogging until November 1, 2010.

Peace

So how do you stop war? How many people does it take to make a war?
Are there quiet wars? How do you win a peace?

Anger is a waste of energy. I fought a small war once. No one was killed but a lot of people lost their jobs. A few death treats and one long chase. I was angry for three years. What a waste of energy. A war of video tape, lies and hidden truths.

Wars beyond political fights are whole sale murder. How do we stop this dance of mass murder?

I wish I had just one answer.