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October 22, 2014
By bouzouki

A few years back, “No Fear” decals graced many pickup truck back windows in this area.  I imagined it meant “Know Fear” rather than the lack of it.  I tried to write a song about not spending enough money on fear because we are constantly spending money on fear.  Ebola is just the latest big fear product, pushing ISIS aside for a moment.  Fear of the Other, the different, the gripping imagination of what could happen IF….

Fear of “passing on” is like fear of passing gas, everyone does it, but you don’t want it to happen to you.  Death comes to us all, and how it happens is individual, but if you escape death in one instance, you may experience a rush of endorphins, or monumental relief.  I think that rush gives some a sense that they are beyond that fear.

The things that make us afraid are interesting to me.  In America, the fear of Ebola is greater than the actuality of getting it, right now.  You have a better chance of getting killed driving or getting influenza.

During one of the attempts to write my song, I sat with a few other people and we were voicing al sorts of things we do based somewhat on fear.  Fear of looking old, not having enough money, not being liked by the “right”people, sharks, snakes, and the phobias that get their own special name.  Mnay are afraid of being alone with your thoughts, or the fear of silence.  The fear of not being in touch with your group is interesting to watch, as four people sit at a table in a coffee shop and they all pull out their electronic machines.

Pema Chadron asks that we embrace our fear as a spiritual exercise, examining our relationship to fear and suffering, and facing our fears.  “Fear is the mind killer.”, I thnk that was how Frank Herbert described it in Dune.  In modern media, fear sells.

Land of the Free? Is, Was and Will be an Illusion.

October 19, 2014
By ichabod
Land of the Free?  Is, Was and Will be an Illusion.

Someone lamented about America being ‘Free’ in 1948, the year Orwell’s 1984 was published.  I thought about that a minute and couldn’t agree, facts stated otherwise.

What freedom?  Japanese internment camps because those Americans had the appearance of being oriental?  Blacks in the South were segregated, couldn’t use the same toilets, restaurants, bus seats as whites?

What about the Joe McCarthy anti commie purge and black lists which destroyed lives.

The Constitution never lived up to its name in the land of the “Free” as it inconvenienced too many small minded ‘folks’ who had too much power.

Freedom was lost when the South was not allowed to separate.

What about those Mexicans living in what used to be Mexico and is now the US or the people in Alaska which used to be Russian?  What if they didn’t want to be part of the good old USA but were merely bought or sold like merchandise.

There has been a separatist movement in Hawaii but they are treated like nutters.  When I was there last, many natives had to work two or three jobs to survive while some gringo with coin lived on their most beautiful lands.

And don’t forget the draft, forcing the young into military slavery fighting wars in foreign lands which had nothing to do with self defense.

Last but not least the Trail of Tears, when Native owners to the great land were and are living on reservations?  They claimed the white man spoke with two faces.  That is, was and will be true…

The USA says one thing, does another.  Always been that way.  If it weren’t for the power of Hollywood selling the fantasy of a noble and good America, it is no different than many other countries and probably less free than many.

By the way, don’t forget to mow your lawn or keep your garage door open too long, someone may complain and you may get thrown in jail and please do not carry too much cash as the cops will steal it.


October 18, 2014
By ichabod

Anyone who had a lick of common sense could see the hand writing on the wall, but many really do not know what common sense is or possess it, hell we even have a difficult time defining it.

Then there are truths each individual uses for a foundation and he or she can see the world and assess based on them.  Problem is not everyone’s truths are true.

George Orwell saw through the bullshit and predicted what would happen.

And when you read of stories where a woman is thrown in jail for not mowing her lawn or a war vet is his eighties jailed for not repairing a wall on his building or 30% of the population thinking it is OK to take money that is not theirs because they “suspect” it may be used or has been used for laundering is a sign of what is to come.

The fools all want their GPS to tell them where they are, yet Big Bro knows where you are too.  If you lived somewhere for a bit, why do you need a gps to tell you where you are?  Why does a normal person need a heart rate monitor?  Our bodies and minds have capabilities of telling us where we are and how we feel, now we need instrument panels to wake up in the morning?

Earth could be and often is nirvana but people know how to screw it up.

Life is a Fairy Tale

October 18, 2014
By ichabod
Life is a Fairy Tale

Let us put this into perspective…

The illustration depicts a Venezuelan Poodle Moth.

Imagine, a male and female of any species joining in intercourse and creating life.

Out of nowhere the ground shakes and splits, an earthquake.  Something in the ocean causes a tsunami swamping many shores, killing hundreds of thousands, not only humans, but all kinds of life forms.  The sun rises every morning, is predictable and warms the earth, yet never runs out of fuel…

People gather together, create, live in peace, turn against each other, destroy and murder.

Our best friends often have four legs and can’t speak.

Sometimes our best friends have more integrity than humans, but won’t think twice of fornicating in the middle of an avenue.

Yet there are those among us that believe life is logical and compares to a ledger with credits, debits and the almighty totals.

There is nothing about life that is truly logical.  Logic is something we humans created to try and make sense of things.

There are a lot of things we created to live on this planet without losing our minds.

The more I think of it, fairy tale doesn’t come close.


October 18, 2014
By ichabod

I looked across the rows of bowed heads to the podium.  A man was reciting something in Latin, I didn’t understand a word and I suspected he wasn’t saying anything that would be interesting or benefit me much.

Everyone was kneeling and on cue stood up, said a few words, sat down, kneeled again, heads bowed, stood up and so on.   I don’t know who or what they were trying to impress or satisfy.  I heard the man at the podium had a degree in theology, whatever that meant.  Did he read the bible 20 times and pass an exam?  His voice was a boring monotone.  Everything was by rote.

There are other kinds of houses God is supposed to be in.

Some are more “modern”,   the fellows with the theology degrees wear blue jeans, live in comfortable quarters provided by the congregations for basically working an hour or two or three a week.  Nice little racket I think to myself.

These leaders lead their congregation in prayer, tell them how God wants them to live and so on.

This stuff used to give me a headache as a child.  Funny thing I was almost ensnared in my late twenties when I was searching for the truth or answer and discovered the house of God was more like .gov with a bureaucracy, tons of rules and so on.

Why?  I thought to myself.  Some of these people assumed they had an inside track to the big guy in the sky, after all they all referred to god as an entity with male human qualities.  “He” would win wars, show compassion, obliterate, sooth, love you, despise you, kill his son for you, needed money all the time, a virtual cross between what we love and hate on this planet depending on who you are.  Psychological hell with a lot of power.  Power to control lives, influence people, build on superstition and the unknown for the sole purpose of enhancing their own profile.

Today we are seeing different houses of god looking to tackle each other in war and have already started.

I think to myself, God must think all this stuff is OK otherwise he wouldn’t let it happen.

Yet, there is something that is indefinable.  Something in me won’t let that belief or sense go.  I toyed around with atheism but it didn’t fit somehow.  Neither did man’s creation of what god may be.

Beyond the senses, beyond description, beyond our comprehension  How could we assume what God desires, if God desires to begin with?

I cherry pick quotes at times from Jesus, because I like them and they hold value for me based upon my experiences.  Asides from that, Christ was one who preached love, compassion and so on.

In today’s world they preach about power, the almighty dollar, where we stack up in life and so on.  Very little has to do with love, compassion, honesty and possibly truth.

It is no wonder we seem to heading to a crossroads as a species.  We are all born as individuals and yet a part of the human race.  We have brains, character traits and so on.  Some of us have physical or mental issues which handicap or ostracize us from relationships with others.

Yet we are, for awhile.  Some of us dare to question and discover others truly have no answers and they don’t appear to desire inquiries.

“You have to have faith,” they say.

“Faith in what?,”  I ask.






Let the Dead Bury the Dead

October 17, 2014
By ichabod
Let the Dead Bury the Dead

I may be paraphrasing it a little and going from memory, but if I remember the story correctly, one of Christ’s followers wanted to stay behind to go to a funeral, Jesus replied ‘Let the dead bury the dead’.

I was never a funeral goer.  I felt that if the dead person was important or close to me, they would know it when alive, not after being a corpse in a casket.

This brings me to my previous post, I’m Not Going To Miss You.

Glen Campbell’s final song clarifies “Let the dead bury the dead” in a way I had not thought of before.  If the dead aren’t going to miss us, why should we waste life time on earth missing them?

There really is no purpose to building monuments, grave stones, crypts and so on for the dead is there?  After all why should we spend so much time and money to remind ourselves of people who aren’t thinking of us and if these reminders weren’t there, where would this world be now?  Maybe in a better place?

That is another reason why they had him incarcerated, not only was he a threat to the religious pawn brokers of his era, the whole funeral system as it was known then and what it is now wouldn’t be what it is/was.

The funny aspect to this post is I am using a dead man’s words from 2,000 years ago to prove a point which makes this post moot.  :)


I’m Not Going to Miss You

October 17, 2014
By ichabod

Listen to the lyrics, they make sense.  Glen Campbell is apparently suffering from Alzheimer’s disease.  We also realize none of us stay human forever.

Not to sound cruel, but with Alzheimer’s or death, one would not “miss” anyone.

The only people who would “miss” anyone are people with sound minds who “love” someone and care to have that someone share life in one way or another, as friend, family member, lover or spouse.

We may “miss” now, but eventually that will go away.  For most of us that feeling ebbs with time anyway, otherwise it would be very difficult to continue on if we were constantly “missing” someone.

It is a very poignant song, but truthful in my mind.  Considering his age and disease, he sounds very good in the video.

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