A man came in to the office requesting renters insurance.  I asked him to fill out the form.  He asked if it covered asault and battery.  Hes been hearing voices.  He fears they are trying to beat him up.  They are messing with him, trying to intimidate him, and hes been beaten up before, so he wants some protection.  He told me the voices weren't inside, they were comming in from outside from some fake television or something.  I should have told him not to fear the voices, but i told him we had nothing that could protect him.  He left in fear.

its a beautiful thing to look up at the clock at around 2:30 and realize that its actualy 4:30.  still 1/2 left, but were well on the way out of this place of work.  monotony falls to chaos at times.  must i answer the phone?  as i pick it up i find that i have waited just long enough so that someone else has picked it up already.  loud bangs and noises from upstairs worries us.  we sit full of curiosity for what goes on up there.  wondering if the static that cuts off the radio at times is cause by some strange equipment the tenants are using to make some sort of drug.  "I don't think so" I said after thinking for a while about various drugs and methods of making them as if i was the resident expert on this topic.  Its like im trying to write this like a story full of passion and stuff.  but these are the thoughts that flow through while trying to think poeticly.  ten more minutes have passed and I will wait this time out remembering that there is only now, and i will do what i do until the time comes to leave this office space.  I am here now, why worry about 15 minutes? 

 

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Everything is crazy.  The world is sick,  the world is beautiful.  so many wrong things are happening, so many people support the wrong.  defend the wrong,  they fill themselves with pride for a race or country, believing somehow that they could be better than any other p[erson.  none of us could be better than the rest.  there is 1 fastest runner, 1 richest person, 1 americal president at a time,  but the fact that there can be only one "best" does not mean that all others have no worth.  we are all equal with eachother, and with trees, grass, cats, chairs, tables, animals, minerals, plants, and energy, its all connected mind body and soul,  we can name everything we recognize in the now, and it will only seperate it from unity in our own perceptions of reality.  its all beautiful,  its all crazy, the world is sick,  soom it will vomit upon all this negativity.   proof is in "the swan"  proof is on your radio stations, TV stations, school orginizations, nations, faces of people not hearing seeing and feeling what goes on, most choose to be detached.  they only involve themselves in gossip, not compassion,  maybe they are opposites, gossip and compassion.  whats is about?  i don't want an answer, i want to continue the search, live in the mystery while experiencing the beauty in each step and each breath.  finding the love all around with awareness of all unity, positive and negative, all labels and classifycations.  How can we all be brought to see the light.  is there such thing as right or wrong, if in each of our perceptions we feel we are right?  If i do what i feel is right, but it offends you, does that mean i am wrong?  am i wrong because i have been judged as wrong?  let karma be the judge, god be karma, let all exist as one, let it be as it is.  love and live and be and and and and and and and and and and adn nda dna dn nd and dna anad dnd and and adn adn adn adn adna na dn adn dan adn nad na n da nda nd an dn and and and and

Bulging eyes, swolen heads, bleeding faces...

this is the corperate insurance world under the disguise of each golfing suit on his month off. 

I feel like ive been living through an old forgotten memory. 

As I experience things i realize that i already have a memory of what is happening, like a constant de-ja-vu. 

it doesnt stop, though at times it is stronger and leaves me with no question that there is a greater purpose for my awareness of these things.

we are all here living through all of everything.  there are things we are meant to do, purposes we are meant to fufill.   but then what...? 

the fufillment fades and leaven open room in the spirit for new questions and new paths to take. 

nothing begins or ends, everything is love

only those who fear death die

only believers in the lie will ask why

 

wewblog for what?  if i misspell these words will i know what they mean when i read this later.  i know that few of you out there can relate to me, a person expressiong what is not normaly said to other people, a thought process, an imagination, an insanity,  i say the only sanity is insanity,   sanity is insane

makes no sence, so i relate to Discordian,  but i follow nothing,  im a little drunk right now, for no reason,  my father used to drink by himself, so ive been afraid i would do the same,  but i know i am not the same person,  if i do it that it is me doing it,  my choice,  i choose to do it for the experience, i work all day all week, so in the niohts i choose my experience,  will it be the bad drink,  weed, LSA, in the form of morning glory, od HBW, or will i take the Salvia trip.  Im not searcxhing anymore im not realy looking for anythihng,  im not like you may thing,  i am talking to YOU, yes,  you are the only person to have read this,  who esle wants to take their time to understand a persons thoughts but you, or an annalytical lonely, bored, poerson with nothing better to do than spend hours on this internet looking for this very post,  this weblog.  this blog.  What does it all mean?  ask yourself, donty listenm to me, im rambling.  Its like im having a conversation and this is what id be saying to you if you were hgere.  just remember im trying to teach you things, you may not knoew.  maybe you have some grasp on it, but the ideas i hit you with may propell that idea into the next revolution.  IS MY MUSIC TOO LOUD????????????????????????????  ive just tturnewd it down because i dont want the neighbors to call the police to ticket me,  i dont want them to find my weed or wake my daughter up.  She is afraid i will go to jail and she will be without me.  im all she has,  and yes, she;s all i have.  She hasd seen too many fucked up things,  can i say FUCK on the internet??  i know its being regulated now, but FUCK IT .  fuck the FCC fuck Clear channe;l,  why the fuck should any one power be in control,  rermember i dont xsay power blindly.  i know that power is an illusion.  people dont even see the way that their wants and illusion of power and egos effect the things they do all the time everytimne.  i see my ego and i know my ego, so when he speaks i tell others not to listen to what he has said.  I speakk from something that is beyond me.  its what is me,  my physical form will disolve and be gone, becoming a part of all things.  my soul, energy, spirit, will be waht it always was and always will be, .........................................................

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much love to you all, individualy and personaly

 

it's interesting that the Buddha died about 450 years before Christ was even born, and yet he's a definate historical figure. We have preserved his first sermon for example. He's written about by people who definately knew him, not people living 60 years afterwards.

how do i explain so that people might understand?
Im feeling that jesus was some guy like you or i, none of his friends took the time to write down what he said. If my friends wrote down the spiritual things i say when im in the moment, i would sound like a prophet to the people that read it later. Jesus was talked about and became a legend, like i go to my home town and everyone knows my name and stories about me, but they have never spoken to me, gossip. so the legend of jesus was spread through gossip for 60 years, until some historians decided to write down a collection of the different stories they had researched. jesus stood up against the jewish faith, and said he was god. meaning we are all god, we are all creators, we make the choice, we are the energy, we are the unity in all ways. nothing is seperate. jesus spoke of unity, interconnectedness.

im not very good at getting my points across. but i have been sure at times that i am jesus, or like minded with jesus, than i heard about the christ consciousness. maybe it is not meant for us all, ive been hearing about the bakavadgita... each person has a place where they fit, one role, one purpose, just play your part, and you will serve your purpose, and by searching for answers and finding unity, i am playing my part and searving my purpose.

how many of you have thought you were jesus or had the power of jesus, the aura of jesus, the mind of jesus????
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we can not have the body of jesus, completely, those molecules have become parts of the earth again. as the molecules that form us have always been a part of this earth. it is connected to all material, everyhthing physical, our energy is connected to all energy.
so im saying that jesus was just like us, do not follow jesus, be jesus.
know yourself and your role in the great ACT... of life, or reality.

peace
anti material
3rd hybrid

the internet
webgroups, forums, blogger, friendster, thousands of dating sites... is it all just a material atampt to find interconnectness? to find an answer.
If i find someone "out there" with whom i can relate... it means i am not insane... im not wrong.
i think it justifies our own being without the hassle of trying to spend time with different friends and such while being pulled in opposite directions.
here "in" the net, you can keep yourself where you are and be nice to people or be mean to people. REAL PEOPLE!!!!! how cool is that, there are no reprucussions, seemingly no karma attached to typing this.

but...

its all for a reason, nothing is for no reason
i was meant to say what i said, simply because i said it, it happened, it is now evident, to me i think i could just be talking some wierd nonscence, but someone out thewre, or in here can relate.
this is a place to escape, a place to be free, a place to fit in, or maybe its not a place at all.
sometimes i believe that it is all in my head, and i make up each character that i meet in a chat room.
in a way i actualy do, i attach a personality to the words i read on the screen, so the experience is mine alone, and we can not truely relate, we are missing eye contact and aura communication, emotions, and feelings are redused to letters and numbers, it is a void.
i still do like to use this form of communication because its an outlet for these thoughts and feelings i have inside, i way to develope them freely, knowing i dont have to wory about being judged or corrected.

peace to you all
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peace , much love...
maybe this is the wrong topic, but please feel this...
our freedom of religeon means we have the right to walk by "them" and say nothing. They have the freedom to be christian without the wory of persicution. thats why europeans first occupied this country anyway, isnt it? we have the freedom for our ideas to be dismissed. they have the freedom to repeat false doctorines as truth. we have the freedom to have original ideas that no one pays attention to if we say them. they have the big EGO cause they are on top on the game, no wories, they are sure they are right, thinking their shit does not stink. athiests, buddhists, free thinkers, spiritual people, gnostics are in hiding. fre thinkers beware, all that thought is for nothing. it will do you no good, remember though, it is changing the world, but you will never see it, you are here for your purpose, so do what you do, but know that your life is not for you (you the EGO) it is for the purpose on eternity, its for forever, is for unity. unity is the purpose of this. the purpose of this is unity. you are free, everything everyone is, within the boundarys we create for ourselves. you can only fly when you say so, you can only connect with "god" when you say so, being that you are god and you decide when you connect with the unity of god.
Yes, i know the word god scares you all. I speak not of what you have learned of a god. I speak of the interconnected feeling we feel. the endless coincidence, the lucid dreamstate we live in called reality, real life. reality TV... nature, war, peace, communication, hate, hunger, love, high, growing, (aspecxts of life
real vs fake is not an issue, everything is purposeful, weather of not it goes with or against anothers beliefs. I believe acting and faking is evil, wrong, and truth and true sayings are the only thing that can make you "alive with spirit" one with the everything all around you within and without.

if you can relate or disagree with any of this, id like to know
peace to you all
much love
anti_material
3rd Hybrid
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All day ive been saying to myself that i am tired of people who arent nice, mean people who are being mean for no reason at all.
Just now i got a call from a customer who got a cancelation letter for his insurance after he just paid about $1000. He was prety upset, and i let him know that i understood why he was upset, but he kept getting more excited, he must have had it all planned out how he was going to tell me this. So i checked for him and everything was fine, it was already taked care of. i told him it was ok, and we did take care of his stuff for him. and he apologized for being upset, said sory if he offended me in any way. And i thinght it was realy nice that he was able to apolgize for being upset with me. I told him it was ok i understand, but it filled me with positivity.
i like people being nice. not a fake nice, but an understanding compassionate kind of nice.
yeah