Ashes and Oblivion with only the potential of a small white flower germinating from the shit storm humans gave this planet as a parting gift.

Balance: To equalize. Stabilize the chaos between creation and destruction.

Work

Home life.

Are such concepts of such accepted reality able to be balanced?

Betrayal. Ah yes. To betray. Deceive. Gaslight. Hurt. Cause pain.

Home is where one can be secure to the degree society will allow. Live next to a meth lab your home is dangerous. Work in a meth lab and you are dangerous. Live in paradise and work with beauty is divine, safe, wonderful, peaceful…

This world is the meth lab, the people living here work in the meth lab. This world is a betrayal.

There is much to be overlooked in betrayal. The home life, the work. But there will never be balance between what is done, what is, and what needs to be.

For a very long time to be used to a world where work is wonderful and the home heavenly only to be thrust into an arena of shit. And thus comes hope and the concrete reality of betrayal.

To the mule trainer, fuck you your home and your job.

To the mule, the rabbit, the cow, sheep, pig…You’re being led to slaughter.

To the Wind. Such a wonderful and only friend. Thanks.

Balance between work and home?

There is balance between betrayal and hope. Both exist equally if one choose to live in such an honest lie. Betrayal is obvious and hope is obscure. Balanced. Equal.

Soon my work will be done and i will be able to go home. My real home.

There is a story of a proud young male called, boy. A boy who talked to God. God talked to the boy. Life was good.

God sent a Son to a planet called, Earth. Jesus. Maybe you have heard of this Man?

On planet Earth the many people of many colors, age, and time, all worshiped ‘something’.

Some sacrificed other humans to god or god’s. Some who believed in God sacrificed lambs, such as the Jews. Some sacrificed themselves.

Sacrifice: To offer, give, honor, appease, ‘something’.

Usually a sacrifice is also a depletion of a persons wealth. If an arm caused sin than cutting off that arm was a sacrifice. Barbaric? Bullshit? Strange? Well if you’re human, you decide.

Even those who don’t believe in god, god’s, God, or anything other than whatever it is they fancy at the moment, sacrifice. They sacrifice money to get an abortion. They sacrifice their morality to go fuck anything that moves.

Now, getting back to the boy who talked to God. One day he held a glass of water and poured it on the ground saying, “I offer this to God.”

Ha!

The boy was an idiot and quickly learned the folly of being an idiot. God was not amused, the boy was schooled. And Jesus died as a sacrifice so that no longer would sacrifices to God be needed.

No more slaughtered lambs. No more nailing a body to a piece of wood. All one has to do now is to talk with an open heart to God.

Simple.

Easy to understand as a single glass of water.

And the best part is the story has a good ending.

Geez…

A tough question.

One small improvement I can make in my life?

I guess the first thought coming to mind is to pull my head out of my ass.

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What’s one small improvement you can make in your life?

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there was darkness

eternal darkness filling the void with nothing

and then…

then there was the word and the word brought life

Life…

Light…

Imagine now the music of vibrations, of sensations.

God heard my silence, my subjugation, my mind

so God made/gave the friendship of others

Life

and then went back to baking a most wonderful cosmic pizza.

To be able to choose to be a slave.

“Hello. I’m Timmy with CNN Special Report and was wondering if I can ask you a question regarding public figures?”

Timmy was asking a ‘person’ who had a whole different perspective on human thoughts and emotions

“Why? Why would you want to ask me a question about public figures? Are you bored? Hungry? Do you floss your teeth before going to bed?”

“Yes. I floss. No, I’m not bored. And seriously though, if you don’t mind answering, what public figure makes you upset or angry?”

“I’m glad you floss. Flossing teeth used to shred food into smaller pieces is definitely an excellent maintenance idea. Now, as to your question, I don’t much care for what you people do.”

“You mean me? The media?”

“I mean most people. Humans interfere with my enjoyment of shredding food into smaller pieces so I can test, assess, and enjoy the food on your planet.”

“So, all people make you upset or angry?”

“No. Did your mother give birth to you while standing and you were dropped on your head? (sigh) But an answer about public figures that upset me the most is the one where a human body is torn in half while being pushed onto the tracks of a subway train. It’s bizarre and a bit unsettling to see the upper torso splattered on the train window while the lower part twitches uncontrollably with muscle and blood. Very upsetting and it makes me even more hungry to shred some meat and eat it.”

The reporter had a strange look on his face as said, “Thank you,” as he quickly departed from the odd and strange being.

“Remember, don’t forget to floss.”