“I got distracted by the buffalo jerky.”- Nic at Trader Joe’s.

I hear that train a’comin………

Being “stuck in a rut” is no funny business. Droning away each day working harder than the next, wondering when your break is coming. Then when you do get a restoration break you have to come back and work overtime to completely cancel out your vacation. These are things that happen in one’s daily life, but to want something so close but so far, and be stuck in your rut to wait out time is a different matter. There’s a point when you feel you can no longer wait, you must break free, but its impossible! You HAVE to wait it out. To feed yourself and your family, and provide the roof over your head. These are dangerous times when ones hope loses sight and only sees darkness. But my friend, if you keep looking it will come. Time is a funny thing, it does not bend to our will no matter how much we force it. It ticks second by second and no faster. Always want for more and always appreciate what you have. Your time here isn’t guaranteed, and although the average blue collar Joe cannot take off to Paris when he gets inspired, he can start working on the hobby he’s always wanted, or take his wife out for a romantic dinner.

What happens here…stays here…at least the part you can’t remember.

Vegas. City of Lights. City of Sin. Just about everywhere you look there are people indulging in sins. Every piece of clothing in my luggage smelled like marlboro reds, and I don’t even smoke. People putting hundreds of dollars into slot machines thinking Blazing 7s is going to make them rich. And I wonder, are they just like me? In Vegas to gamble (sin) and have fun? Or are they Nevada residents dwindling their hard earned money away feeding an addiction (sin). One thing is for sure, I did play a lot of slots, but I can’t bear to feed the machine enough for it to pay me back, if in fact it does. Walking on the streets one tends to look up at the flashing lights and beauty of the sculpture and architecture of the strip, but if one looks down on the sidewalk their stepping on, they’ll realize once again what goes on in the cover of darkness. Business cards and ads of completely naked women advertising God knows what, because only the true sinner would be bold enough to pick one up in front of hundreds of people walking by, to take a look. If one stays tucked in the strip, you’ll have a good family time. But once you pass the Fashion Mall, its all down hill from there. Beggars, homeless, trash everywhere, hookers, and I haven’t gotten downtown yet. But lets turn back around to where the action is. It’s about 40° f outside, and women are wearing short skirts and dresses. But, if you have enough alcohol in your system, it should keep you nice and toasty. However, I did have enough alcohol in my system, and yet I couldn’t keep my nose from completely turning to ice.

Traveling Back in Time….and Forward….and Back….

So when one has had enough sin, they look to Hoover Dam to wash them clean again. I was disappointed by the fact that the Nevada/Arizona line drawn on the pavement had disappeared and only a placard on the bridge remained. But it was fun to jump across the imaginary line, getting one hour older, then one hour younger again. When you look down at the massive dam, you can’t help but wonder… is Megatron really down there? One thing is for sure, the city of Rapture clearly is. Straight out of the game, the weathered bronze sculptures tower above and dominate the area. With placards remembering fellowmen who died building the dam, ( or went to the city of Rapture and never came back ). But with all tourist attractions it’s never really peaceful and you end up just shooting photographs instead of really taking in all the beauty. There are SO many people it’s hard to stop and view a spot when everyone around you is buzzing by.

This part always happens…..

It’s a sure thing that whenever you go somewhere for the first time, or once before a few years back, you’ll need to go again. For one, you can explore new areas, because in Vegas, walking around for 4 days straight doesn’t even let you see half of the strip. Two, it’s known that you’re going to miss out on some shows, and want to see others over and over, like Madame Tussaud’s or American Superstars. Finally number 3, if you can still walk a straight line, you clearly have not enjoyed all Vegas has to offer.

“Killing under the cloak of war is no different than murder.” – Einstein

Rain, rain, go away….

Where does this stereotype come from that rainy days are dreary? What parts of the brain trigger lazy and sad sensations when these cloudy days occur? I’ve always loved rainy days, and no, I’m not emo. In my brain, I sense a breath of fresh air, because in fact, the air is colder and rinses away pollution in the air, therefore, being fresher. The thought of coming home to a warm shower and or warm bed is comforting, and the promise of the circle of life still feeding the earth.

Maybe it’s the thought of getting wet on the trip to your car and/or place of business. Or ruining plans for a picnic or outdoor social gathering. I see it as this – if you are forced to change plans because of dreary weather, think of it this way:

The forces are trying to tell you, you shouldn’t do what you planned on this day, for some tradegy could occur, or disturbance and the rain is telling you the energy is not right to have that occasion on that day. It’s like when I’m stuck behind the slowest car on the freeway, but too late to try to go around because my exit is coming up. What if I speeded ahead and got hit by a random car that would not have hit me if I weren’t 1 mile ahead.

The universe doesn’t ruin our plans, we do it to ourselves. By forcing things in place when they shouldn’t be. If situations arise to disable your current motion, listen to it. It’s wiser than us all.

Nursery Rhyme Lessons

 

Headline on CNN.com

“Cold, in the dark, wanting electricity for Christmas.

A week after a winter storm slammed nearly a million people in several states into darkness, 100,000 homes and businesses still don’t have electricity in Oklahoma and Kansas. Many have added being broke to shivering in the darkness. They spent money on food to prepare for the storm, and without electricity, it rotted. Then they ran out of money buying fuel for generators as night time temps dipped into the teens. full story @ CNN.com”

……someone tell me why would you spend money on perishable food to prepare for a storm! Especially when you have been living in states known for storms in every season. Has no-one seen Wizard of Oz? Why haven’t residents harnessed the power of solar energy? Why are homes still made of wood in places where a tornado can rip one to shreds in 10 seconds, or places like Malibu, CA, where a wood home is recurrently destroyed by wild fires! “Oh well I guess we can build again! Even though our most precious pictures, and memories are ashes….hey didn’t this happen 3 years ago?…Deja-vu!” Did we not learn from the 3 little Pigs? I feel like I’m taking crazy pills!!!!

Logic and Theory

 

Quote: If a tree falls in the forest, does it make a sound?

Physics logic would say if sound is a disturbance that travels through a medium such as air, ground, or water and the listener is human then the answer would be yes. The general statement would imply that this listener is human, based on the fact the question is directed to the reader.

The delta state of mind would think the question is ridiculous based on the obvious truths. Sound is an energy like everything else in the universe, including what the mundane world would call living beings. To consider a forest without any life around to hear the catastrophe is insane. Since the vibration energy travels, it’s clear that sound is the effect of the tree’s life ending.