From a very simpleton point of view

What human beings do day to day. All around the globe a bunch of meaningless bullshit goes on. Selling and
buying….bitching and fucking. We claim to be intellectual beings, but we’re
caught up in worthlessness of material “prizes.” Thinking that- what we own
portrays our wealth, and that portrayal ranks our greatness.

Must be the God’s given way of humans’ modern breeding call. Because when I look
around, I see women in awe of men with wealth and material riches (and visa
versa). My first count experience is owning the car I have. The reactions and
attractions I get…I want to vomit. Probably why I’m single.

This need for and pursuing of material riches isn’t being looked at as a bad
thing. It is being embraced and celebrated. Just look at the superbowl….
Shouldn’t human beings be celebrating great steps in knowledge, discovery, and
achievement? Not competition and the next best commercial?

Possibly the last great human achievement was landing on the moon. Nothing has
been nearly as great. Now we just take pictures of outer-space with the
Hubble…”oooh look at this!”

Great why don’t we fucking go there. Get off this fucking rock, discover
something, and maybe explain why we are here in the first place. Take a risk
for mankind.

I believe things like advertising, big businesses, and most of the demons
walking the streets (Brittney Spears, Justin Timberlake, Shack, politicians
etc.), the untalented and uneducated sellouts, appeal to the people in the most
rich countries… The countries that have the opportunity to drive the
direction of humanity. But the people that really own the country, make laws,
create religions, and create these realties we live in to make money! (money
that has really no value. Especially when your dead). But all the money making
countries are destroying the limitless human ability to explain the purpose of
life and achievement of true greatness. They’re driving it straight to the
fucking ground. Devolving our society to a bunch of brain washed dimwitted
retards (that love the drama of capitalism and material images).

I blame the parents for letting this happen. But they believe they need to be
rich and portray the material greatness too. So it is a perfect cycle and
circle of devolution. Then I hear the question, “Isn’t this human Nature….?”
No. Nature pushes for perfection. Natural selection for the best suited
organism for the environment. Well humans have this great consciousness that
seperates us from nature…(except the Native / Indigenous peoples who lived in
harmony with nature and we all known what progress did to them) we change and
we manipulate nature so we can survive. And that survival is spreading like
wild fire. Over populating, leaving millions starving, diseased, and dying.

We have that “great ability.” That great ability to be aware we are alive and we
will die, yet we are attracted to the meaninglessness materialism of human
innovation. Not the confines of our minds.

Friend

Today I saw an old friend. We just happened to pass on the stairs. Slowing to glance at each other, smiling, but not saying a word.

We knew we are friends.

What came as a surprise is… that… he died a long time ago.

Goodnight Lonesome Soul of Solitude

The morning clock hits three.
Lonesome dreams find reality,
Take me away from here,
Take me away from here,
The ocean is calling me, crashing,
Memories flood into me,
Scraping through my thoughts,
I just want something I can never have,
I am the Lost Entity.

Have you ever woken up in a different place than you are used to. The empty lost feeling of being alone fills your veins. My heart fell again last tonight. The train whistles as it passes by, such a perfect example of this machine within me.

I reach for it…but it keeps going further away.
Good Night Lonesome Soul of Solitude.

CAUTION: The Handcrafted Beverage You Are Experiencing Is Extremely HOT

I was standing in line holding an empty coffee cup to pay and then fill…I was reading the bottom part of the cup and it read:

“The handcrafted beverage you are experiencing is extremely hot” this made me laugh to myself, because I pictured the McDonalds situation, of the woman who ordered a cup of coffee, and took a sip and spilled on her, burned, and she sued McDonalds for millions. So on every cup there is this hilarious warning on the cup.

I was holding an empty one, not hot, but still the warning. Of course I knew I would be putting an extremely hot “beverage” into the cup. That is what coffee is an extremely hot beverage.

So I bought a muffin and paid for my cup of coffee I soon would be filling.

If anyone knows my attraction to coffee, I was eager to fill this handcrafted cup.

The smell of coffee filled the air as my selections lay before me.
“House Brew, a smooth and mild blend”
“Dark Roast, dark, strong coffee, bitterly sweet”
…and many more.

I go for the Dark Roast, knowing the late night of studying lay before me. As I go for the lever a hand comes before mine.

First of all don’t cut me in line when I’m going to get coffee…yet….it was a girls hand, I followed the hand to the arm, to the elbow, the shoulder, breasts, face. Very attractive, cute.

She says, “Oh haha I’m sorry go ahead.”

“No please,” I said, “ladies first. I’ll get other kind (knowing it was “House”).”

I put my cup under the spout and start to fill the cup.
I place my left hand on the counter as my eyes widen as I watch the cup fill.

Then I felt something extremely hot burning my entire left hand along with a good part of my wrist. My fingers cringe together as I throw my eyes to the situation.

I find my hand covered in burning coffee, to an empty cup, fallen over, to the attractive girl saying, “Oh my God, I’m so stupid!”

There was nothing I really could do but take the pain. I smiled and said,
“Oh its all right, it not that hot.”

When really it felt as if my hand was thrown into a steel mill. The lady behind the counter ran over with a wet cloth and asked if I was all right.

Then quickly I glanced over to MY cup of coffee just about to over flow, and my only reaction was,

“EHHHH!” With my right hand extended and my pointer finer out.

The cashier caught it just in time.

Thankfully another drop of coffee wasn’t wasted.

As I examined the damage to my hand I realized of the perfect opportunity to ask this cute girl her name and number.

She felt bad, and I didn’t want her to think I was angry. So I asked,

“Well I’m Chris.”

She introduced herself, “I’m Chelsea, I’m so sorry.”

I replied,

“Its okay, well…hey….would you like to get some coffee some morning?”
(Yeah I know smooth)

She explained and giggled,
“Awww I would but I have a boy friend.”

“Oh, okay sorry then.”

At least I have my cup of coffee.

These Thoughts Will Grow

I don’t really know how many people read these. But if anyone does I hope you enjoy reading what I will write.

I have been killing myself with endless thought of complications of life. Everything from philosophies of life / religion / government / control / war / education / life/ love / and death. I will start to give them form. I will write. I haven’t done this in awhile. And hopefully they will grow.

and…

I would like people to read them and tell me what they think. Ask questions, question me and the idea. It will only enlighten the both of us.

The BLOGs for this personal page will have some daily, weekly, or monthly thoughts, or random information that may be interesting. With daily experiences and things I feel people might be interested in.

Clear Views of Reality

Art Work by: Alex Grey

Just An Idea About Reality

My life, as I have seen, has become more of a horrible agonizing experiment. As the thoughts come flowing through my head right now, I’m thinking of the arguments against what I just said. (like; fate and free will). Just let that topic sentence be a hook for attention, then you can say, “Uhh but Chris…you don’t believe in God and fate…or free will.” Shut up, let it be what it is, and not be a hypocritical-statement-against what-I-normally -think. Ok? Ok. This isn’t about the debate of Judaeo God, God/god, or there lack of.

Yes…an idea from fate and freewill in the creation of God (his experiment).

Do I believe in fate? Do I believe in free will? You decide- ’cause I don’t have a clue.

I’ll write about that later.

Day in and day out my mind is constantly thinking. Now, not just about the same bull shit that everyone else is thinking about. I don’t necessarily think who likes me, or what new things I want, how to do something better, or petty shit. My never ending thoughts are more in the light of being about existence…as a human being on this planet. For example: I often find myself thinking about a conversation between myself and a friend, a lonesome walk back home (and the thoughts that come), a interesting lecture from a professor, new ideas I learn, art work I see, books I read, and movies that I watch. Really most everything I come in contact with, gives me this clear moment of reality.

Now I know many of you are believing you know what reality really is. But I know that most people don’t. Once you, “tickle your brain” and “windex your ‘third eye’” you’ll really understand.

The reality I’m talking about isn’t the “real world” and the bull shit that most people connect with what reality is.

“Its being an American, and its ahhhumm, living in America, and ahhumm supporting the troops, and its being supportive for the community, and its ahhumm, you know, just being a good-”

Sheep.

“Isn’t reality just, like, uhhh…..the things we know to be true?”

“…..NO.”

YOUR reality is based on what? WHERE have YOU brought the things/ideas/views/beliefs/etc. YOU know to be TRUE to be reality? From the T.V…internet? from mom and dad? You teachers? Church? Wikipedia…?

Think about it.

Reality is YOUR conception…idea of how YOU and YOUR conscious mind see the world and YOUR place in that world. Nothing else.

The world is full of OTHER PEOPLE’S conceptions/ideas about how to live THEIR LIFE. Every day is full of witnessing/living OTHER PEOPLE’S ideas.

For many of my peers… here is an example: The idea of organized education (like 1st grade, than middle school, and high school, then college) is based on people’s ideas of what life should be like…but usually came from one authority (a human). So, in a bigger view, democracy was first thought of by the Greek philosophers. Greeks were very smart with out a doubt. The system of democracy is a good IDEA on how to allow millions of people to live together, as free as possible. Then people’s ideas start to kinda fuck it up. Regardless of that…our daily structure is based on the ideas of Greek philosophers. THEIR view of what REALITY should be. These men were also having homosexual…sex with their protégés. Not that there is anything wrong with homosexuality. But I just want this to put it into context. If you allow other people’s views, of reality, effect yours- they may not be exactly what YOU respect them to be.

So when I say, “a clear moment of reality,” I’m kinda’ saying, “I just realized something for the very first time” or “I see _________ in a whole new light.”

From the top: My life, as I HAVE SEEN, has become more of a horrible agonizing experiment…

Everyday I grow or learn something, from a clear moment of reality, becomes “an extremely philosophical example of my life and the meaning of my life.” I’m constantly thinking of new ideas of and for my life. New ideas…realties of the life around me and my place on this planet.

In trying to avoid the entire God issue and creation debate…I’m starting to think that God is All. Please don’t take ‘God’ as being the God that you have accepted (remember even that could be someone else’s reality). God is this great interconnected reality and life is developing my own reality- when I witness, analyze, define, and interpret that great Godly reality.

What is so complicated is- what I experience is commonly other persons’ ideas of life/reality. There isn’t anything wrong with experiencing others realties, but being able to detach one’s self is goal. Then one is able to live and understand their true meaning and purpose of exsistence.
True love is the harmony of two different living realities.

Realities that become perfect with each other.

The modern life…isn’t working, and there is chaos because…. the loss of that true love. If too many of the same realities continue to be accepted, their wont be any place to find loving harmony.

Just By Chance

If by some odd chance you happen to stumble across this blog site.

It has only just begun.

Things from music, philosophy, and creative writing will be posted here.