#TrumpWins

YUGE cheers to President Trump on the victory…

…Trump wins…

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…Cher blows…

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…time to Drain the Swamp…

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…& Make America Great Again…

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…Cheers to ALL true patriots… 

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…DJT finished her…

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…with WE the People & the Trump Train…

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…more to come…

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…love to all…

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Babies

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Just something I created for a cool band from the 90’s called Pulp. Check out the vid for their song “Babies” below….

The GIF is a 2 second GIF so it should match the 4 count metronome of the actual song and if you play the vid, the GIF should follow the rhythm…

…art is fun…

Be a Creator.

…great song…cheers…enjoy…

More to come.

Love to all.

Goodbye Glenn Frey

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Another rock legend has fallen. This post won’t be long, just saying goodbye to a great musician and great song writer.

Rest well.

Love to all.

 

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Yes, the title was spawned from this GIF animation I made. If you are not familiar with the movie Eraserhead and/or David Lynch, inform yourself. Lynch is genius with surrealism, and is quite an extraordinary individual otherwise, very into meditation and deep diving into self. Check out some of his words via Youtube.

Or as always, feel free to change to channel. You are here for you, not me.

Surrealism, funny that it can be used as an art form, when the world we all currently exist in is over-flowing with the surreal. Is life not often dream-like? The deja vus, the coincidences, the uncanny timings of your everyday, the backwards ideologies fed to you by your masters, are these all not definable in some way as surreal? Sure it’s not the dimensional and spatial surrealism one experiences when actually dreaming, but there are certainly parallels. What about when you are between dreams and being awake?…i.e. experiencing a huge DMT surge via a variety of available hallucinogens, and the surreality of this 3rd dimensional paradigm becomes greatly magnified. Have you ever experienced a trip? Know what DMT is? 

Now I know I have readers who are well-versed in such topics, but let’s not pretend that most of the world is informed. So here’s a little refresher: DMT is a naturally occurring substance that is present in countless living organisms, particularly humans. However, DMT is regulated via the pineal gland, which as many of my readers know, has been shrunken and calcified inside the brains of 85-90% of the populous. If you have never tripped, you may not understand. Your first trip brings you to a door, and when you go through that door, all those solid walls that formed the room you previously lived your life from dissolve, and you are no longer confined to that room, now consciously free to go deeper, to explore the entire house, as opposed to living a life from the confines of the space of that singular  room. Like I said, it may not come across if you have never taken the journey.

Now am I suggesting that you all go out and trip? Hmmmm… maybe, maybe that’s what humanity needs, a global consciousness wake up call via mass ingestions of DMT. Can you imagine? Now let’s let that fairy tale go, because the fact is that most of those with those shrunken, calcified pineal glands could not handle the overwhelming surge of connection with Source, and would regress into infantile behavior patterns, allowing their inner fear to convince them they are losing their minds, when in fact it’s a bold attempt at just the opposite. I like to picture a boat, the boat of humanity, but the boat isn’t too full because lots of people have gone overboard with their egos, and are drowning in the dark abysmal waters of their own fear. So we throw out life vests, rafts, floats, whatever we can to help you let go of your fear, get your soul back, and get back on the damn boat, but instead of saving yourselves, most of you just keep flailing around, freaking out because you are so scared, causing yourselves to drown faster and deeper. Why? What are so many of you so fucking afraid of?

Have you just rolled over already and succumbed to the notion that this is just the way it is? And you are relatively an ineffectual nothing? Destined to live a “life” under the thumb of a master, as long as you don’t have to think too much and you can ignorantly pretend there is no horror or darkness in the world? Everything is happy, and no dark clouds will rain on the sunshine as long as you do not acknowledge those dark clouds? Again, I am NOT saying these things to instigate fear and/or accentuate the not-so-pleasant aspects of this current reality, but if you continue to bury your heads in the proverbial sand, you empower the illusion that keeps so many veiled from what is truly real. No, happiness does not come packaged with a house, a husband/wife, kids, a career, job security, money, etc… that is just the illusion. The illusion that is propagated by your masters. They have an endless vacation lifestyle in comparison to you. They don’t sweat paying bills. They are above laws. They give you a little vacation or two every year, and that is your happiness. You get an extended line of credit when you buy your first house, and that is your happiness. Yet what do you really have? What do you really own? If you are making payments, you don’t own shit. In the big picture, you take nothing with you when you die, so theoretically, no one ever really owns anything, they just have it while they have it. Seems simple enough, right? But so many of you, struggling to own something, why?…because you think it makes you happy

The ingredients to personal happiness are not external, they are internal. That is something you will have to figure out for yourselves. Seeking happiness outside yourself is futile, and you will only fool yourself into being convinced that the shadows and echoes within your cave bring you happiness. The way the masses go berserk, during Black Friday for instance, over dense material bullshit, just astounds any critical thinker. People trampling other people for toys, one of many reasons why I refer to the current 3rd dimensional paradigm as an insane asylum. So insane in fact, that those who point out the insanity, and deemed insane by the insane, and how insane is that? It’s quite the trip and the clarity by which you relate to that trip depends on you. Do you like being another patient in the mental ward? Or would you rather be a psychiatrist? Doctor? Some entity above and beyond just being another mentally incapacitated resident of the nuthouse? Real crazy people don’t know they’re crazy. Imagine that, 6 billion plus crazy people in the psych ward, all of which have no clue that they are even committed, but to point that out makes you somehow crazier. I, your humble narrator, pointing these things out to you, is crazier than those who do not even possess a capacity to fathom what you are reading right now. Oh but we’ve hit the 1000 word mark once again, so now we must regretfully depart from the illustrations of the loony bin called humanity. Today was just some rambling, thoughts with details, expressed via this modicum of media. The choice to take the trip, any trip, is yours. Whatever you do, you must not allow fear to be the compass in your lives. It is hard to let go of the picture you have painted while seeing through the clouded eyes of your ego, but do not be afraid to let it go, because it is not real.

Have the courage to let it go, and you will see. Most importantly, you will see for you.

Wide eyes open. Love to all.