Friday, July 30, 2010

Physics, Karma, and the Afterlife

One of the laws of physics says that, a body at rest tends to stay at rest, unless an outside force acts upon it. I think this explains the reason I have such a hard time getting up in the morning. Another important law of physics states: that for every action, there is an equal, but opposite reaction. This is the one that I have the most interest in, and I think it might be linked to Karma for those of you who believe in it. Basically what goes around comes around. Some religions believe in Karma strongly. They basically believe that every good thing you do will be repaid and every bad thing you do will also haunt you later on. Who am I to argue with that, makes since to me. I wonder how it works though. I wonder if it happens here or in the afterlife? If there is a so-called “afterlife” at all. I have to believe that there is something after this life. If not then what’s it all for? So after this life, I have taken the stance that something else awaits us…but what? I don’t know. Since we are on the subject will only humans have life after death, or I wonder if animals have a spirit or some type of life force that will enable them to be in the afterlife too? For instance, my dog Oscar that I really care a lot about, I wonder when we both reach the afterlife, will I get to see him, or recognize his life-force? Will I see my parents or do we all just have a little light that shines, like the song little kids sing in Christian churches. This little light of mine. I guess these are questions that we all have asked ourselves at sometime or other, but I think about this stuff a lot. It’s interesting to me. This is another good one: A man and a woman get married. A few years later the man dies, and after a few years of grieving the woman gets married again. They live a long happy life together and then die. In the afterlife whom will she be with? If anyone? Her first or last husband, how would this make the first guy feel? Or the second depending on who she chooses.  Its things like this that make me believe that love and affection must be different in the afterlife and emotion, as we know it, must be different or not exist. Leave a comment on your thoughts and beliefs, and why you believe what you do. If you can back it up with a Bible verse, Vedic Knowledge, or something from the Quran, or other Holy writing, I would like to read it so please comment.

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Stealing Souls

The tingling that littered my spine was not enough to make me stop pursuing the passion that I felt by running away with stolen souls. Actually they are easy to get, some are on sell every day you just have to know where to look. If the devil can buy souls I can too. I’ll be damned if he will corner the market; or I just might be anyway for taking part in the sale, and of course for actually stealing something so cosmic that it is impossible to explain to mere mortals the context of which cannot be seen in this dimension.

Sunday, July 25, 2010

What Has The American Government REALLY Done?

I really believe that the elected representatives and the bureaucrats that they have appointed, which may not hold your ideas of government at heart, but are not voted for, merely appointed, are tearing the country apart. For their shallow promises of no tax increases, reformed health care, and better education programs, we have given them the keys to the country. They have spent and spent and even enacted unconstitutional entitlement programs that have run this country’s finances into the ground. Now they seem to have no respect for the countries Founding Fathers or their ideals, and a growing disrespect for the countries founding documents. These documents contain provisions to allow the people to STOP this out of control bureaucratic machine in its tracks. We just need leaders who have the backbone to stand up and do it!

So I charge every Red Blooded American, when you go to the polls and after your elected officials are in office, make them realize the people are their BOSSES not their footstools. Some Americans that feel the same as I, have already started by creating a Campaign that will help us all get this country turned around. With our heads held high we can become the America that we dream of being. You can get more information on this at:

Please join the fight to help your country, and preserve your rights while you still have them.

Thursday, July 22, 2010

A Walk Through My Mind

Once distant disturbances now closer, I can hear them now and wonder what they mean. I feel alone and the world becomes a small room with walls that seem to be closing in. I really know its all in my head, or is it? Friends don’t understand, or don’t want to; it’s hard to find someone to talk to that can actually understand what I mean. It’s so simple, yet very complicated, all at the same time, like a silent noise that is deafening.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Experiments in Life

Okay so this post will hopefully shed a little light on the crazy things that make me tick, and a few things that I think we could all use, at least to experiment with.

I like the smell of:
  • Freshly cut grass
  • Rain on hot days
  • Gasoline (yes gasoline, just the smell, I don't huff gas okay!)
  • Fresh ground coffee beans

I hate spineless people. I am proud to say that I take pride in saying exactly what I think.....which gets me in trouble sometimes, and sometimes it gets others in trouble too.
I wish friends were forever, and nobody held grudges.
I think it is awesome when someone is looking for something and they find it.  ( like love, I'm not talking about car keys here.)

I wish I could:
  • Keep my mouth shut.
  • Be humble.
  • Admit that I might be wrong sometimes.
Remember that no matter how bad it seems, you will probably laugh about it in a year.
Remember that your favorite music is the best in the world, but other people's music is too!
Try hard everyday to be first at something...try even harder to be last.
If you see something on someone that you like, tell them, if you see something you don't like, tell no one.

And last but not least, when driving, wave at people you don't really makes them think.

Monday, July 19, 2010

Clueless America

Okay let's see, the dollar is on a roller coaster, and gold is at an all time high. Oil is in the ocean, (I thought that stuff was expensive), show’s what I know. Still all I can find to read about is Lindsey Lohan's bad hair, and jail. Jessica Simpson's fatter lips or was that hips, and who blew it on the red carpet with bad clothing, and a couple of so-called celebs that are saving the planet from global warming. If we could take the money used to snap shots and write articles about these clueless people we might be able to use those funds, and help the ever growing real problems mentioned above that is choking middle class America off the globe as I write this. Oh yes, I would help too, but see I'm one of the one's getting batted about. The gulf coast is out of work, I'm sure less drilling out there must make gas go up, everything else does.  So, yes I think it will be a double dip recession.  I will rant more later, for now I need some bread and water (from the tap)!!

Until later.... plant something!

Sunday, July 18, 2010

The Perfect Shot

The sound of the ball bouncing off the old wooden floor echoed in the gym as I dribbled down the court with only a few seconds left in the game. As I approached the half court line the defensive onslaught started and I passed the ball off. I received the ball back and instantly made a brake for the goal and was fouled, but the shot went in! We were now one point down and there were three seconds on the clock. The question of what to do now exposed itself with a resounding pulse in my fingertips that were full of blood being cursed by the veins that carried it and it’s straining pressure. Do I make the free throw and have a chance to go into over-time, or miss and plan on the rebound being awarded us, and a shot to win. The coach signaled for me to miss the shot…. I knew he would because of his young ambition. As I lined up for the shot, the gym was so quiet you could hear a pin drop and then the opponents started to yell and scream with the intensity of a space shuttle launch. I shot the ball as planned. It rolled of my fingers effortlessly and headed for the rim. When the two collided it sounded like someone had hit the edge of a huge bass drum with a baseball bat. The ball made a quick jump back in my direction. I jumped and caught my own rebound and looked to the clock for the most important of all information, the time. One second just went off, and the tenths were starting to roll off like rocks down a steep hill. I dribbled and took a few steps towards the paint. I jumped and then released the ball with only a couple of ticks left, then the horn sounded like an alarm for a tornado drill, or some other emergency. The game had ended with the ball still live after my shot. If it goes in we win, if not then we lose. The ball had rolled off my hand perfectly with the groves gripping my fingertips like tape and the arch was perfect like a surgeon with his scalpel, and the shot looked textbook. It was the most important shot of my young life, and it seemed to take place in slow motion as the crowd now silenced watched the ball headed for its target spinning backwards in perfect harmony with the air. The crowd screamed.

Friday, July 16, 2010

The Christian Debauchery

It seems to care, is to place the burdens of society on your mind, and dwell on the never-ending discourse of paving the way for the chosen deranged. Maybe it’s the chosen ideas of this great land to suffer in ignorance and feed the system until it is stuffed with the feedings of gluttony, greed, and of course vanity. All the while, hiding behind the stained glass to have a sense of worth, or justification that creates contradiction in the belief of who is the better student of life. These are the ones who create the cycle and believe they have actually accomplished some form of divinity, or progress with a broken system.

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Tired Today!

A feeling, for which I have no name, has taken possession of my soul- a sensation which will admit of no analysis, to which the lessons of by-gone time are inadequate, and for which I fear futurity itself will offer me no key.   -     Edgar Allan Poe

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Welfares New Application

Like most people in this country, I have a job. I work, and get paid. I pay my taxes, which in turn keeps the government going.
In order to work where I work, so I can get my paycheck, I am required to take a random drug test. I pass the test no problem. What I do have a problem with is the distribution of my taxes to people who don't have to pass a drug test, and still get a check. So shouldn't someone have to pass a urine test to get a welfare check, because I have to pass one to earn it for him or her in the first place? I have no problem with helping people get back on their feet. I do, on the other hand, have a problem with helping someone sitting at home doing drugs while I work.
Another thing I think that needs to be implemented is that to receive government assistance, I believe that each person drawing that check should be on birth control. Administered as a shot at the health clinic every three months. They must have the proof of the shot administered to get their check. The process of the welfare system is to help you get back on your feet, and able to work again, not support a baby machine so that the more children you have, the more money your check will be. The state (my tax dollars) also has to pick up the bill on the baby, and the insurance on the children. Do I see this as a civil rights violation? Not while these people want to live off of the governments money. They can give up a few rights, and maybe this will motivate them to get back to work ASAP.

Monday, July 12, 2010

Stupidity is Killing this Country

I just read an article where Lady GaGa played a piano that John Lennon once played that was at his mom's house I believe, and the whole lot of Beatles fans were going nuts.  Who really cares?  I guess it is better to just let the thing rot?  I mean some people need to get a grip.  This country is going to hell in a hand basket very quickly.  First we need to stop the bleeding by focusing on problems, not celebrities that have no clue, and then get someone in the White House that can at least half way run the business at hand.  Maybe he can at least start by focusing on a better state of the union.  It looks as though the oil leak might be stopped this time.  I say that with my fingers crossed.  We also really need to put money in green energy companies, and let's stop our dependence on oil and clean the gulf.  I saw a picture today of a sea bird, of some kind, covered in oil and it really made me sad.  I wish I could go clean the whole thing up, but I can't.  I will however, continue to bitch until it happens.  Believe me, if I lived close enough I would be volunteering, but I don't so I will give my support from here just as I do for our troops, and hope a few people read this and pass it on. 

Sunday, July 11, 2010

Spying on the neighbors

I sat on my back porch and peered across the small meadow and noticed the line of balloons including all colors of the rainbow. Spiderman was lynched about 12 feet in the air. He was full of candy and would later be the highlight of the afternoon festivities. Music was playing and the voice singing sounded like the Chipmunks, in Spanish of course. The children, at least twenty in all, were running around in little groups and jumping after Spiderman, and occasionally screams out of the younger ones echoed though the neighborhood. I couldn’t tell if it was pain from a fall, or joy that caused the screeching, but it overshadowed the chipmunk music by far. The music being in Spanish was unfamiliar to me, although I caught the words “Te Quiero” which I knew meant, “I love you”.

This was I assumed a birthday celebration at the Sotelos. They had a party of some sort every weekend. This weekend of course was no different, children running, and screaming, and me on my back porch watching and recollecting my younger years, although I don’t remember the excitement I saw here, I’m sure it existed.

I could always pick out Horacio Sotello from the rest. He had a large gut and his arms moved at a rapid pace, even though he was moving at a low speed, when he walked. He was also a very nice person and good neighbor. He kept his place clean and well groomed with his army of children. I could tell they were a tight family with all the festivities each and every weekend. This I just remembered was also Memorial weekend so that might have been the cause for the party, but I doubt that would call for a piƱata. Or would it?

I watched as more people started to arrive. It’s like a contest to see who could park closest to the front door, or in this case, the activities. The sky was very dark with low clouds and the chance of rain was increasing, I found myself hoping that the rain held off for them even thought I was not involved. They always give me a laugh or two just watching from a far. The last time I recall they had a group over that spent the night in tents and the next morning playing Red Rover. I laughed until I cried watching the little kids try to break through. I guess they were all around nine or ten years old with a few kids around four years old thrown in here and there. The oldest and I guess the organizer was Horacio’s little sister. I guess she is probably around 30, but not much bigger than some of the kids. They would always take her to their side if they broke through. So she got to play on both sides a lot. It was a fun game to watch, I remembered playing when I was a kid at school.

Saturday, July 10, 2010

Music for the Masses

Over the past few years the artist known as Prince, and then a symbol, and now Prince again was a huge supporter of the internet, and it's powerful distribution abilities.  He even created sites and charged loads of money for people to download music from his own "Napster" type sites. Except, they only contained music from the sign guy.  Now he claims the internet is dead.  What?  Dead! I call "yeah right" on this one.  I think that the fact that his sites didn't bring in the revenue that real world touring does, or the direct selling of digital material like a CD; he declares it dead.  I have seen many artists' call it quits and blame the industry platform for their misplaced talents or bad decisions.  Now I definitely am not knocking the music genius of the man.  He is very talented.  You just can't abuse a vehicle of distribution choice for years, soak it up, and then declare it dead when it no longer works for you.  I say if you are scared that your music will end up digitally copied and stolen, then only play live shows, and don't allow any recording devices.  I know you are thinking what about cell phones, but I personally have not ever heard a live recording on a cell phone that I could hardly understand, so I don't really think that would be a real problem.  I know you might still be able to record, but the sound quality would suck.  So now play live and forget about bootleg material because it's quality would suck terribly and would not be of any use to anyone.  But I really don't think the internet is going away just because a man, that cannot keep the same name for more than a few years, thinks it can no longer serve him.

In fact, I like I-tunes, and use it regularly.  I download and pay for the songs I like, and don't have to buy all the filler material on the CD that the music giants use so they can put a CD on the store shelves.

So I say Prince just chill out dude, the internet will still be here when we are both long gone.

Friday, July 9, 2010

Faults not of our fault.

I am pretty quick to point out flaws I see in others, usually physical ones.  I guess this means I have a lot of audacity considering the following:  I am short (bad trait for a man), I am overly irritable, and for some reason a few people love me just like I am. After considering all of this I have tried to change, and this is my wish for us all today.  I wish we all could:
  • Behold all of God's beautiful creations, and realize that if it was created by God then there can't be any flaws only differences, because God doesn't make mistakes.
  • Treat each person we meet as if it will be the last time we will ever see them.
  • And most importantly LOVE unconditionally.

Chris S.

Thursday, July 8, 2010

Dollars and it just CHANGE?

There’s oil in the ocean, Iran is close to having nukes, and China is in line to take our place as the world’s great superpower. We are fighting three wars: one in Iraq, one in Afghanistan, and one on our southern border. With over regulation and big government our jobs go overseas and more and more people have to draw a government check. This gives me pause. Will my savings that is in dollars be worth anything in ten years, or should I buy over priced or very highly priced gold? Maybe even silver. Now that’s a thought it’s been close to 80 bucks per ounce in the early eighties, and now it’s around $17. Seems to me it’s a better buy than gold, which is very high at the time. Doesn’t the seller’s motto of “buy low sell high” mean anything here?

Maybe it would be best for us all if the world did end in 2012, but I’m not really ready to go yet. I haven’t even packed my bags. I have so many unfulfilled dreams and goals that if given half a chance, I might be able to best a few of them. I would love to travel to parts of the world that I’ve never seen, only read about how the weather is awesome and stays the same all year. Where an American dollar can buy a beer and a cigarette, wow I would love to go now…. but what about my captivity I wrote about? All those bills that I created must be paid. So as a devoted citizen with my credit score dipped in gold I must trod onward leaving the rest to books that hopefully someone will be able to tell me how the world looks on the other side of the hill. How the sunsets are more beautiful each day, and with your toes in the sand you have no worries except getting to the airport in time to make that flight home to get back to the grindstone like those of us that never leave.

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Celebrity Politicians

It really is an insult to think that we believe all the fabrications of the politicians, and their continual belief that they are not merely representing the people, but are in fact above the very people they represent. The problem with today's politicians is that they live in a dream world where they are on a pedestal, and believe they should be treated as celebrities or even idols.

I don't know about you, but I don't want a politician or celebrity handling my tax money to start with.

Tuesday, July 6, 2010


I try to not talk so much anymore. It is totally opposite of my personality, so when I am successful at it, everyone that knows me thinks something is wrong. I have found that by not communicating I save a lot of energy that I would otherwise have to use to explain to everyone how I am always right. They say silence is a virtue, but not expressing judgement at all, is divine. So I guess I should Shut Up!!

Be good to yourself, remember you only have one life, (that we know of), so do something each day that scares you....I do....I wake up!

Chris S.

Monday, July 5, 2010

Chancing the return of true Freedom?

When I was young I had everything, I was a king. Now I'm older and a captive in this life I've created. My fortune vested in captivity, now I long for that freedom again....
To find it, is to lose everything I have, and am.
To let go of it, is to remain a captive on a ship built by me.

Sunday, July 4, 2010

Energy 101

ENERGY....great stuff! Kids have it in unending supply, Companies that have it, sell it, or spill it in the ocean. I, on the other hand, can't seem to find any at all. Really I believe that I have plenty it just ends up being wasted on my many needless worries.

HAPPY 4TH to you all!!