Son of a Farmer

I believe Pink Floyd said it best when they sang, “All in all, it’s just another brick in the wall.”

Well, for those of us who haven’t crapped our pants or cried ourselves to sleep the last few nights due to the recent “adjustments” on Wall Street, let me be the first to welcome you into the next phase of life beyond the wall. Yes it’s dark and yes it’s cold, but if you were prepared for such an event, neither will trouble you too much.
This economic train wreck was a wakeup call for us all.

As we common folk try to adjust our brains to multiple trios of zeros left of the decimal point, let us truly ponder the significance of trillions and quadrillions, shall we..? Okay, maybe not. But that is a lot of freakin’ cash to bail out anyone, much less the highest of falootin’ bankers, insurance agents, and real estate agents.

Funny how health insurance, education, agriculture, and alternative energies get no respect, but the minute some of the “elite” start spiraling down the toilet, well stop the press cause the Rockefellers and Rothschilds may not have as many caviar at their next function in the Hamptons or on Jeckyll Island.

Give me a break. We are getting screwed yet again. And when I say We, I mean We The People. Yeah, I’m sure the adjustments will come courtesy our taxes or interest rates. Never mind the fact baby boomers can kiss most of their retirement good-bye. Funny how this “once in a lifetime occurrence” as described by former Fed Chairman Alan Greenspan occurred just before millions upon millions of Americans were nearing “retirement.”

As most confine themselves between the corners of these brick walls, let the rest of us continue to breathe free and live free. Kick and punch till the rusty chains fall from your wrists and ankles. Scream and convulse until you drown out the insane chatter of mainstream media. Laugh until the brick wall is a flimsy prop in your rear view mirror. Let us educate ourselves as to what is truly going on in our world, in this country. It ain’t what it appears to be, my fellow liberators. Not only is the Republic long gone, but so too is Democracy. So too is fascism. Welcome to istitutionalism.
If you’re pissed, and you want to find out more of these lies, denies, and neckties, click on one of these links. And don’t forget, if you don’t eat your meat, you can’t have any freakin’ pudding!
www.lemetropolecafe.com

www.urbansurvival.com

www.fromthewilderness.com

“What we think, we create.” – ?????

Random thoughts this week as I try to cipher my new Mayan calendar just received in the mail. Progressing through this life, I’ve experienced feelings more intensely that what we do as a whole, our trained habits are really out-of-whack with not only our true selves but with All Things in the Universe.

Not to scare off any and everyone with that opening paragraph, but I believe it is a feeling shared by many of you. Most of the expected “norms” in our society simply defy logic and/or balance with living life to the fullest. Stay with me on this one.
For instance, we spend most of our adult lives making money to pay for shit we don’t really need. Or we simply get “in over our heads” and are forced to become a slave to debt, wages, income, mortgages, car payments, college loans, farm loans, or whatever piece of paper stating we must slug away our energies and days as mortal creatures. Yet all of it is really a scam. Smokescreens and mirrors, voiding us of our true meaning, our real purpose for existing. Paper money is an illusion. Woven pieces of tree flesh colored with Masonic symbols and dead white kings of the land.

As several of my friends and I were about to graduate from college over a decade ago, we nervously shuffled to the edge of the cliff, wondering if we could make the leap into the next stage of our life. Would we too fall for the oldest trick in the book? A lifetime of labor under the sun for financial gain?

I posed the question. “Hell, why don’t we all just learn to do different things and have our own town, you know? We need houses, right? Well, one of us goes into construction. We need cars? One of us becomes a mechanic. We need food. I can take care of that for us with my farming background. We’ll need a doctor, too.”

It was the perfect plan. Everyone agreed, opened another beer, laughed, and…I guess forgot all about it.  I never did forget that epiphany of mine at the ripe age of 23. And 12 years later, I feel as if the times are very well demanding that model of communal living. The one we long ago accepted has worn itself out. It is time to try something else.

Many of you are chuckling to yourself, shaking your heads. “Damn hippies will never give up, will they?”

Call it what you will, but it is a successful model of living life. If any group of young people who were preparing to embark upon the perpetual level of adulthood, I encourage them to explore such methods. Surround yourself with love, family, friends, music, laughter, hard work, goals, intelligence, enlightenment, and a keen sense of survival. Do not take the current trend of modern living as the norm or accept it as the only way to live.
Credit cards, mortgages, college, corporate employment, slave wages – all those things are not meant for us all. Obviously, many are fine with the norm. If you are not then you are who I’m speaking to. Do not settle for some out-of-date, feedlot cattle form of life. Roam the prairie. Break free from such prisons. Form one into another. Another into one form. Create your own world. Live your own life.

Here are some sites to get your gears churning.

http://www.awakeningtribe.org/

http://www.iammichaelwolf.com/

http://www.motherearthnews.com/ 

http://www.backwoodshome.com/ 

Think we still live in a free country? Wait…Don’t answer just yet.

A peace gathering of over 10,000 people protested the war in Iraq outside of the Republican National Convention. A small group of radicals (estimated 200 people) broke windows, slashed tires, and caused other mayhem. This gave the police-bots just the excuse they needed to arrest anyone and everyone, including DemocracyNow! host Amy Goodman. 

She was inquiring about the arrest of her two co-workers. Photographers of the AP were also arrested. She talks about the arrest hours after being released.

Comforting to know we are such a threat to our selves.