Change The World @ MindSay 
change my life
A statement of my goals, some time after I thought I had figured it out.
One thing that has changed over the last three years or so is my motivation. I'm really pushing myself now, I have goals. I know it makes me sound crazy but I want to change the world. I want to show people the power of the individual, what one person can do, and inspire in them what great things, together, we may become. I'm constantly working to meet my definition of "great", and I'm planning a book that, in depth, covers it. My goal is to become larger than life, to make this world as amazing as I possibly can, and I have to martyr myself to it relentlessly.
It took me a long time to realize that doing so was the only thing that would make me feel fulfilled at the end of the day, and this only came to me when I had a graduating class looking up to me. I think that did change me more than anything else, but there were more gradual things, too. I try not to let petty things bother me anymore. I do my best to lament nothing, I got so sick of sitting around brooding over things I couldn't do anything about. Life is really short, and I have much better ways to spend my time.
I've given my life's path a lot of thought...I've studied Buddhism, various sects of Christianity, Judaism, Islam, Nihilism, and quite a few other beliefs. What really set me on my course was when I was arguing against Nihilism, I was arguing that this world, that everything, does matter, because what "matters" is only relative to the individual perceiving it, and not solely the Nihilist. I decided that the only thing that matters to me is this world, that this is where I want to be, and that my only concerns past my own security and happiness were the present and future of this world.
I went a step farther some time ago; my grandfather was like a second father to me, and was very important to my childhood, and I learned his last words, "I need something to hold onto." I can't let that happen to me, I have to know that I did something, that I did everything possible. That, on my death bed, I can know for a fact that I had martyred myself to what really did matter to me. Is that noble? To cast away any chance at redemption whether you believe in it or not, and do as I think I should? Or have I just lost my mind?
It's not a question of logic, though. It's a morality question. In a society when the norm is only self-gratification, is it insane to sacrifice one's self for something else? Is it honorable? And is it honorable still if the only reason one is doing so is for their own self-gratification or validation?
There Is A Change Coming! says the Reverend and the Caretakers!
As things begin to awaken for a new season I have been so very grateful that I can still find ways to share what new and interesting things are unfolding in the garden here at MindSay and elsewhere on the net, while sadly, my website is still down. (fingers crossed - not for much longer!) I feel compelled to share despite some wrinkles in my venues for doing so and hope that friends and those who stumble across my work can still find and enjoy the vignettes and anecdotes I continue to collect!
These are trying times for many souls to the south of where I live, in the US. As well there are ever more severe times approaching those who live in poorer countries and contend with economic crises and the pressures for fuel and food. This is taking place in the midst of world wide awareness of the fragility of earth's environment, at the understanding that we have an impact on our world and must learn to be more aware of the nature of the world we live in.
Last night I watched the speech I'm sure many will be speaking of today, the Reverend Jeramiah Wright - speaking to the Detroit chapter of the NAACP and addressing the theme "There is a Change Coming" and I was heartened, just as I felt comfort hearing Abbas, the Palestinian Authority leader suggest "Peace is the only solution" back in November. I believe it's true that when people begin to understand that "different" does not imply "deficient" and we become committed to seeing people as simply different and we are committed to treating each other with respect for our differences, with acceptance that we are all citizens of this world - we will see a vast change. It is a change that I welcome and it is a change that may cause discomfort to those who are less willing to bend, to grow and step forward in this new millennium of human kind! I don't see the change coming without turmoil or conflict unfortunately, but I am confident the turmoil can be calmed through efforts like my own and others who attempt to help others see the underlying beauty of these changes in perspective!
Like our garden, we can bravely face the unknown and move forward to bloom in a new season! The future can be promising and can bring abundance for many.
On that note I share with you a new view from the garden, the birds will love them and the bees have already found the new young fruit trees we planted this weekend! In memory of my late brother Will - I vowed last April to plant these this spring but had to wait a few extra weeks for the snow to clear! Now they're in and appear right at home... our new little orchard by the barn!
There's nothing like planting trees! It is an exhilarating thing, and especially so when the trees will eventually provide food, (in a year or two for one tree species!) and will do so repeatedly for many, many years to come. Not to mention their beauty, their fragrance and the added benefit of having deep roots to withstand drought and wet weather extremes that have begun to plague our area. Like the grape vines and everbearing strawberries that have become well established and compared to less hardy vegetables that must be planted each year we're confident this investment will be a real bonus for our family, our garden companions and the garden itself! Our Enchanted Garden, Our World, now graced with a few more cherry trees, one red and one black, both sweet cherries, and the cutest little baby gold peach tree with gorgeous pink blooms!
Our contribution, for April at least, to reducing that carbon foot print, one that will continue to give for a lifetime!
;)
As things begin to awaken for a new season I have been so very grateful that I can still find ways to share what new and interesting things are unfolding in the garden here at MindSay and elsewhere on the net, while sadly, my website is still down. (fingers crossed - not for much longer!) I feel compelled to share despite some wrinkles in my venues for doing so and hope that friends and those who stumble across my work can still find and enjoy the vignettes and anecdotes I continue to collect!
These are trying times for many souls to the south of where I live, in the US. As well there are ever more severe times approaching those who live in poorer countries and contend with economic crises and the pressures for fuel and food. This is taking place in the midst of world wide awareness of the fragility of earth's environment, at the understanding that we have an impact on our world and must learn to be more aware of the nature of the world we live in.
Last night I watched the speech I'm sure many will be speaking of today, the Reverend Jeramiah Wright - speaking to the Detroit chapter of the NAACP and addressing the theme "There is a Change Coming" and I was heartened, just as I felt comfort hearing Abbas, the Palestinian Authority leader suggest "Peace is the only solution" back in November. I believe it's true that when people begin to understand that "different" does not imply "deficient" and we become committed to seeing people as simply different and we are committed to treating each other with respect for our differences, with acceptance that we are all citizens of this world - we will see a vast change. It is a change that I welcome and it is a change that may cause discomfort to those who are less willing to bend, to grow and step forward in this new millennium of human kind! I don't see the change coming without turmoil or conflict unfortunately, but I am confident the turmoil can be calmed through efforts like my own and others who attempt to help others see the underlying beauty of these changes in perspective!
Like our garden, we can bravely face the unknown and move forward to bloom in a new season! The future can be promising and can bring abundance for many.
On that note I share with you a new view from the garden, the birds will love them and the bees have already found the new young fruit trees we planted this weekend! In memory of my late brother Will - I vowed last April to plant these this spring but had to wait a few extra weeks for the snow to clear! Now they're in and appear right at home... our new little orchard by the barn!
There's nothing like planting trees! It is an exhilarating thing, and especially so when the trees will eventually provide food, (in a year or two for one tree species!) and will do so repeatedly for many, many years to come. Not to mention their beauty, their fragrance and the added benefit of having deep roots to withstand drought and wet weather extremes that have begun to plague our area. Like the grape vines and everbearing strawberries that have become well established and compared to less hardy vegetables that must be planted each year we're confident this investment will be a real bonus for our family, our garden companions and the garden itself! Our Enchanted Garden, Our World, now graced with a few more cherry trees, one red and one black, both sweet cherries, and the cutest little baby gold peach tree with gorgeous pink blooms!
Our contribution, for April at least, to reducing that carbon foot print, one that will continue to give for a lifetime!
;)
You're a drop in the rain...
Just a number not a name
And you don't see it
You don't believe it
At the end of the day
You're a needle in the hay...
Strange it is the way in which my brain operates and having once been a psychology major so many years gone by I know this to be true. It is a weird feeling that grips the core of my soul at this moment for it is almost a sadness for things that have been lost and will never return. Yes indeed, I have the heart and soul of a geek and this month I have finally entered the Twenty-first Century leaving behind the only world I have known for the last thirteen years for in the span of two weeks I went from dial-up to broadband and from two computers working as individual workstations to a home network...
Yes, I know that you are thinking that I am the weirdest of the weird because there is a sadness over the days when I had to download overnight so I could work during the day or the fact that I could play FreeCell or MineSweeper while pages loaded or the fact that it was far easier to move files between computers by burning a CD and walking it up or down the stairs. Yes, maybe I am a wee bit on the eccentric side, but that is how I am. And maybe I am a bit nostalgic for the routine I once had, but maybe I am somewhat old school when it comes to the way I do things, but this is how it is...
And how I long for the days when there will be no snow lying upon the ground outside my window. To see the world green again and in full bloom, it seems like an eternity since it was safe to walk outside wearing a T-shirt though I know that if I would just wait a bit longer, the world would change. But the wait can be exceedingly difficult at times maybe I could play a few hands of FreeCell or a couple of games of MineSweeper to pass the time, but alas, there is no joy to be found in the simple things from the past in this brave new world in which I now find my self thrust into, and I cannot stop time that just keeps on marching on, I cannot hold back the hands of the clock to keep them from clicking off another second...
And how I wish that the Coen Brothers would ask me to be in one of their films, but they have known this for quite sometime and yet they have never asked to be in one. They do not even have to ask me politely. So I shall just sit and wonder when they will ask and go about my daily routine as if nothing had ever been said and I shall await the change of the seasons and watch the world I know be reborn and think about the impossibilities in my life...
This is the Word of the AntiCrust...
Praise be ye who Read the Word for ye are Blessed amongst humans...
And you don't see it
You don't believe it
At the end of the day
You're a needle in the hay...
Strange it is the way in which my brain operates and having once been a psychology major so many years gone by I know this to be true. It is a weird feeling that grips the core of my soul at this moment for it is almost a sadness for things that have been lost and will never return. Yes indeed, I have the heart and soul of a geek and this month I have finally entered the Twenty-first Century leaving behind the only world I have known for the last thirteen years for in the span of two weeks I went from dial-up to broadband and from two computers working as individual workstations to a home network...
Yes, I know that you are thinking that I am the weirdest of the weird because there is a sadness over the days when I had to download overnight so I could work during the day or the fact that I could play FreeCell or MineSweeper while pages loaded or the fact that it was far easier to move files between computers by burning a CD and walking it up or down the stairs. Yes, maybe I am a wee bit on the eccentric side, but that is how I am. And maybe I am a bit nostalgic for the routine I once had, but maybe I am somewhat old school when it comes to the way I do things, but this is how it is...
And how I long for the days when there will be no snow lying upon the ground outside my window. To see the world green again and in full bloom, it seems like an eternity since it was safe to walk outside wearing a T-shirt though I know that if I would just wait a bit longer, the world would change. But the wait can be exceedingly difficult at times maybe I could play a few hands of FreeCell or a couple of games of MineSweeper to pass the time, but alas, there is no joy to be found in the simple things from the past in this brave new world in which I now find my self thrust into, and I cannot stop time that just keeps on marching on, I cannot hold back the hands of the clock to keep them from clicking off another second...
And how I wish that the Coen Brothers would ask me to be in one of their films, but they have known this for quite sometime and yet they have never asked to be in one. They do not even have to ask me politely. So I shall just sit and wonder when they will ask and go about my daily routine as if nothing had ever been said and I shall await the change of the seasons and watch the world I know be reborn and think about the impossibilities in my life...
This is the Word of the AntiCrust...
Praise be ye who Read the Word for ye are Blessed amongst humans...
The concept as to why...
There's a spiritual emptiness
So the youth them get vexed
Skip class and get wrecked
Feel with beer and cigarettes
To fill the hole in their chest...
Strange how the image one has of the world can change in a brief instance. Does the brain build its view of the world in such a way that it is so very fragile that I single crack can bring the entire façade crashing to earth? And strange it is that my brain will ponder over a question such as that one when I don not know why it had popped into my head in the first place. There must have been something during this morning's routine that triggered to the question, but alas, I do not know what that may have been...
But regards of why it is in my head, the fact that it is now there and it must be pondered upon as I ponder upon things that require my pondering. I now that it has happened to me in the past, and will probably happen in the future, that one small insignificant occurrence can change the way one thinks of the world whether this is in a positive way or negative is not of importance, the thing that I wonder about is why one brief flash can change the entire outlook on life?
Is it the final block stacked that brings the monument to one's world crashing to the ground or it is the final piece of puzzle that completes the picture that one can finally see for the first time? I suppose how all the factors are compiled within one's skull will ultimately decide what the outcome will be - will the world stand for eternity or will it be torn down to be rebuilt anew?
And I wish that I was not listening to the radio at this very moment for there was a thought that was placed in my mind that has overwritten the dilemma that had been spiraling about in the void betweens my ears. And it was the fact that I was listening to one of the local public radio stations and they mentioned that they existed so that all things that would otherwise go undocumented are documented, and in many ways, this is what I do without having pledge drives though I suppose I could accept money from all my readers so that I can continue doing this for all eternity and make this Blog my primary source of income as I document those things that would otherwise go undocumented - I make the everyday ordinary extraordinary for how many who use this medium can actually write about the joys of sitting in a waiting room, how many can write about the joys of watching the snow fall upon the earth? How many I ask you?
This Blog was sponsored in part by a grant from the Corporation for Public Broadcasting and by readers like you!!!
This is the Word of the AntiCrust...
Praise be ye who Read the Word for ye are Blessed amongst humans...
So the youth them get vexed
Skip class and get wrecked
Feel with beer and cigarettes
To fill the hole in their chest...
Strange how the image one has of the world can change in a brief instance. Does the brain build its view of the world in such a way that it is so very fragile that I single crack can bring the entire façade crashing to earth? And strange it is that my brain will ponder over a question such as that one when I don not know why it had popped into my head in the first place. There must have been something during this morning's routine that triggered to the question, but alas, I do not know what that may have been...
But regards of why it is in my head, the fact that it is now there and it must be pondered upon as I ponder upon things that require my pondering. I now that it has happened to me in the past, and will probably happen in the future, that one small insignificant occurrence can change the way one thinks of the world whether this is in a positive way or negative is not of importance, the thing that I wonder about is why one brief flash can change the entire outlook on life?
Is it the final block stacked that brings the monument to one's world crashing to the ground or it is the final piece of puzzle that completes the picture that one can finally see for the first time? I suppose how all the factors are compiled within one's skull will ultimately decide what the outcome will be - will the world stand for eternity or will it be torn down to be rebuilt anew?
And I wish that I was not listening to the radio at this very moment for there was a thought that was placed in my mind that has overwritten the dilemma that had been spiraling about in the void betweens my ears. And it was the fact that I was listening to one of the local public radio stations and they mentioned that they existed so that all things that would otherwise go undocumented are documented, and in many ways, this is what I do without having pledge drives though I suppose I could accept money from all my readers so that I can continue doing this for all eternity and make this Blog my primary source of income as I document those things that would otherwise go undocumented - I make the everyday ordinary extraordinary for how many who use this medium can actually write about the joys of sitting in a waiting room, how many can write about the joys of watching the snow fall upon the earth? How many I ask you?
This Blog was sponsored in part by a grant from the Corporation for Public Broadcasting and by readers like you!!!
This is the Word of the AntiCrust...
Praise be ye who Read the Word for ye are Blessed amongst humans...
And in the end...
The love you take
Is equal to the love
You make...
When in the course of human events it becomes self-evident that I have become far too busy to write all that needs to be written within these pages, I shall do my best to update as frequently as possible though I do not know how frequently that will be for I have discovered the joys of painting, but not painting in what could be considered a creative fashion for this painting is the painting of a sports bar whose owner I know and in his world, he feels that his bar will be open in about two weeks though those of us who are doing the work know that this is an unrealistic dream for there is much work to do before the first customer passes through the front door. And what is needed is bodies who can do some work, not the three to five of us who are doing our best to finish the work that must be done according to the rules and regulations of the great state where this sports bar will occupy...
And so I have been busy, very busy lately. And time is being sucked from my soul and will never again return and all the great works that I will produce have been put on hold though there may come a day when I find the time that I have lost and I will use it to its fullest to write the Great American Novel for which I will receive much fame and many honours will be bestowed unto me. And the world will be so much better for the words that I will share with it and all will be groovy in its own groovy way...
And so I do not have a great deal of time at the moment and such is life. There are things that I cannot change in this life, there are things that I must do during the course of my journey - so many things to do, so many people to meet, so many words to share with those who are brave enough to venture force into the wilds of CyberSpace. To those who are brave enough to read these words I shall do my best to entertain, inform and education. To those who will never read this I can only say that I feel sorry that their lives have missed the glories of all that I call My World...
And as I type these words I realize that my time to write is coming to a close for time keeps marching on towards its end and I have no way of slowing it down even in the slightest degree. I cannot stop its progress for it just keeps on keeepin' on. It just keeps on truckin'. Green means go, bay-bee and green is the color of my soul...
And I write this at this point during the Eleventh Hour of the Eleventh Day of the Eleventh Month and there is much to ponder upon on this holiday at this hour. And all I can think of is how the world has changed in the short time I have spent here and how it will continue to change as I journey on my path. And change much like time cannot be stooped as it marches on. And I wonder if one can have time without change or change without time and I feel that I know the answer, but I have no means of proving the thoughts that are in my head for I do not have the time to reason all the scenarios out to their conclusion...
And funny are some of the changes that I have witnessed in these few years. I have witnessed the rise of a new religion in this country though many do not share my point of view, but it is a religion nonetheless. And this is the Cult of Green, not the green of my soul, my heritage, but rather it is the Environment Zealots that now dominate all political speak, commercial thought, and all the news that is fit to print. Nothing is more dangerous than a religious movement that dominates all aspects of life in a country. Funny it is that we should kneel before the alter of climate change when it is the fate of this world to change. This planet has been warmer than it is now, and it was warmer for more of its history than the current period I find myself in. There have been many swings in temperatures for there is nothing even remotely coming close to stability in climate and we are naive to think that we can control the weather of this planet let alone understand it. There was a time when England had the best wineries in the world. There were many periods during the life of this world when there were no ice caps at the poles. And so on and so forth and I could Babylon and on about the world, but I will do so though I feel I should for time is running out...
And my time is growing short as this planet's days grow longer ever so slightly as it journeys through this system. And my time grows shorter as the moon slowly spirals away from its planet. And there are things I cannot change just as I cannot change the fact that one day this world will be consumed by a dying star. Change happens and one either adapts and overcomes or one dies and such is this life...
This is the Word of the AntiCrust...
Praise be ye who Read the Word for ye are Blessed amongst humans...
Is equal to the love
You make...
When in the course of human events it becomes self-evident that I have become far too busy to write all that needs to be written within these pages, I shall do my best to update as frequently as possible though I do not know how frequently that will be for I have discovered the joys of painting, but not painting in what could be considered a creative fashion for this painting is the painting of a sports bar whose owner I know and in his world, he feels that his bar will be open in about two weeks though those of us who are doing the work know that this is an unrealistic dream for there is much work to do before the first customer passes through the front door. And what is needed is bodies who can do some work, not the three to five of us who are doing our best to finish the work that must be done according to the rules and regulations of the great state where this sports bar will occupy...
And so I have been busy, very busy lately. And time is being sucked from my soul and will never again return and all the great works that I will produce have been put on hold though there may come a day when I find the time that I have lost and I will use it to its fullest to write the Great American Novel for which I will receive much fame and many honours will be bestowed unto me. And the world will be so much better for the words that I will share with it and all will be groovy in its own groovy way...
And so I do not have a great deal of time at the moment and such is life. There are things that I cannot change in this life, there are things that I must do during the course of my journey - so many things to do, so many people to meet, so many words to share with those who are brave enough to venture force into the wilds of CyberSpace. To those who are brave enough to read these words I shall do my best to entertain, inform and education. To those who will never read this I can only say that I feel sorry that their lives have missed the glories of all that I call My World...
And as I type these words I realize that my time to write is coming to a close for time keeps marching on towards its end and I have no way of slowing it down even in the slightest degree. I cannot stop its progress for it just keeps on keeepin' on. It just keeps on truckin'. Green means go, bay-bee and green is the color of my soul...
And I write this at this point during the Eleventh Hour of the Eleventh Day of the Eleventh Month and there is much to ponder upon on this holiday at this hour. And all I can think of is how the world has changed in the short time I have spent here and how it will continue to change as I journey on my path. And change much like time cannot be stooped as it marches on. And I wonder if one can have time without change or change without time and I feel that I know the answer, but I have no means of proving the thoughts that are in my head for I do not have the time to reason all the scenarios out to their conclusion...
And funny are some of the changes that I have witnessed in these few years. I have witnessed the rise of a new religion in this country though many do not share my point of view, but it is a religion nonetheless. And this is the Cult of Green, not the green of my soul, my heritage, but rather it is the Environment Zealots that now dominate all political speak, commercial thought, and all the news that is fit to print. Nothing is more dangerous than a religious movement that dominates all aspects of life in a country. Funny it is that we should kneel before the alter of climate change when it is the fate of this world to change. This planet has been warmer than it is now, and it was warmer for more of its history than the current period I find myself in. There have been many swings in temperatures for there is nothing even remotely coming close to stability in climate and we are naive to think that we can control the weather of this planet let alone understand it. There was a time when England had the best wineries in the world. There were many periods during the life of this world when there were no ice caps at the poles. And so on and so forth and I could Babylon and on about the world, but I will do so though I feel I should for time is running out...
And my time is growing short as this planet's days grow longer ever so slightly as it journeys through this system. And my time grows shorter as the moon slowly spirals away from its planet. And there are things I cannot change just as I cannot change the fact that one day this world will be consumed by a dying star. Change happens and one either adapts and overcomes or one dies and such is this life...
This is the Word of the AntiCrust...
Praise be ye who Read the Word for ye are Blessed amongst humans...
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