A Man without a Country

Every time I see one of those cute concentric circles on Twitter with everyone’s massive friends groups and it brings back that tired old feeling left over from grade school. You know. The kid that’s always the last one picked? That’s me. Story of my life. No lie, I remember a couple of times in middle school and high school when they completely skipped me, leaving me without a team.

We humans are social animals. I guess.

It’s funny. Every time I see one of those cute concentric circles on Twitter with everyone’s massive friends groups and it brings back that tired old feeling left over from grade school. You know. The kid that’s always the last one picked? That’s me. Story of my life. No lie, I remember a couple of times in middle school and high school when they completely skipped me, leaving me without a team.

I’m here to tell you. That sh*t hurt! It’s one thing to get picked last. I get that. I mean, someone has to be last, right? Sure. But not to get chosen at all? Ouch. That was somewhat trauma-inducing. Science is now showing that stuff stays with us all the way into adulthood.

I’ve always had trouble making friends.

Maybe it’s astrological. I’m a Cancer. We don’t necessarily socialize well.

Maybe it’s divine. Maybe it’s just in my soul contract that I’m not designed to be super popular or even have a ton of friends. Why did I sign up for that? Who the heck knows? I’ll let you know when I see my Akashic Record. There’s bigger mysteries out there, I suppose.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m in plenty of communities, at least on social media. Plenty of people know me on social media, or my persona, anyway. I just always have to wonder, if I closed my accounts today, would anyone notice? I’m still around, but it makes me wonder.

Ufology is kind of a split community. You’ve got the nuts-and-bolts crowd, the spiritual crowd, and the conspiracy crowd. There’s also the “abduction”/contactee/experiencer community, which is almost a group unto itself. There are some overlaps. We all want the government to cough up what they know. Everything else is pretty much up for grabs as to how and why. After the Añjali thing, I’m not sure if any of us will ever be right again.

The “New Age” spiritual community has its own special share of differing opinions. There are so many variations on how, what, and who to believe it’s hard to pin anything down beyond a mutual love of each other and Source. Again, there’s a lot of overlap, but then it gets wild.

Writers are a funny lot. Sure, we encourage each other. But at the same time, there’s always a subtle air of mistrust and competition. It’s like I hope you do well, but don’t steal my stuff! Overall, writers can be a pretty aloof bunch. Not really my jam, but I like NaNoWriMo.

Back to my own roots.

After a somewhat rocky couple of months in the Ufology community, I took an extended break. I went back and visited my friends in the worlds of tabletop roleplaying games. The Dungeons & Dragons crowd is relatively warm and welcoming. I guess 40+ years of being mocked, picked-on, and called names makes for solid bonding amongst fellows. I know D&D is currently riding the wave of popularity, but even after the wave subsides, we’ll still have a hobby.

Sure, conflicts arise in any group, but how they are handled within the community is what defines it. Gamers eventually forgive and forget most offenses. It’s just easier to move on and keep having fun than hold grudges over what is supposed to be a social exercise.

That having been said, do I have a group? Yeah. My family. I’m happy, grateful and proud my kids are picking up the hobby. I have plenty of folks I know on Twitter and Instagram in the hobby. But, again… besties? Well, not so much.

The lesson here is: Don’t put too much stock in what people on social media think.

I like social media, generally speaking. I spend some time on there. Sure, who doesn’t? I mean, there are probably plenty of people, but I think a lot of folks do have some contact with one of the big social media platforms.

It’s not the end-all and be-all of modern existence. A lot of spiritual folk will tell you to detox from social media by taking some time off or deleting it altogether. Ironically, they usually spread the word using one of those social media platforms. But do as they say, and not as they do, right? It’s good advice. I take week long breaks from time to time.

At the end of all this, I’m still a beautiful divine being having a (somewhat mediocre, shitty,) physical experience. I don’t 100% need or even want social acceptance or even contact of any kind some days. Sorta makes me wonder if I have a form of undiagnosed autism or something… I wonder if I’ll ever have any kind of meaningful impact on society or anyone, ever as far as that goes. If a light goes on in the forest and there are no squirrels around to see it, do any woodland creatures notice?

There is more to this acceptance story as it relates to work. We’ll examine that idea in another article this week. Wait until I get on a tear about being hired… Until then, take care.

See you in another article real soon!

Already?!?

God bless my wife for keeping the family going. Thank you, Heather, if you see this, for putting up with my antics for this long. You deserve a medal.

It’s the 19th already?!? Where does the time go?

This might be my last post on this blog. I haven’t fully decided yet. I guess I’ll let you know. It’s Freedom Day for me. It’s been four months since I had a “real” job.

God bless my wife for keeping the family going. Thank you, Heather, if you see this, for putting up with my antics for this long. You deserve a medal.

Time to get a little more vulnerable than usual. It’s been a rough month for me emotionally, mentally and spiritually. Let me try to put this together in a way that will make sense. Please pardon my ramble in advance.

To the handful of people that read this, I thank you. You are truly appreciated.

Me.

This blog has been a kind of learning lab for me. Figuring out what to do, what not to do, and what all is possible. It’s been a labor of love. But I’m here to tell ya, family- this last month has really made me question a good number of things in my life.

First setback of the month was:

Let’s start at the top with the Añjali debacle. She announced that the Mojave expedition is permanently on hold due to the health concerns of the man who owns the land that the tunnel to the underground base sits on. It was a huge disappointment for some and an even bigger I-told-ya-so for the asinine turds of #ufotwitter. I guess yay for them, but it’s a huge setback for some of us.

It’s big old double whammy for those of us in the UFO and Spiritual communities. I mean I’ve been called a “New Ager woo-woo freak” by the nuts-and-bolts guys before because I’m spiritually active and listen to channelers, CE-5, meditate regularly, and so on. I really think someone should unite the communities. Añjali could have been that link, but too many people were protecting their vested interests and cash cows to listen. So, any credibility some of us freaks had in the UFO world is more disrupted than ever. ETs could land on my front lawn complete with video and #ufotwitter would say it was fake.

Añjali wasn’t necessarily the great white hope. We knew there was a possibility that she could be involved in a psyop to discredit, dismantle, and disrupt both the Ufology and spiritual communities. Personally, I don’t think she is, but I acknowledge that it’s possible. Then again, Lue Elizondo could be doing the same thing and there are plenty of people eating right out of his proverbial hands, too. I’ve said on Twitter and elsewhere that Añjali should have gone to the experiencer/contactee or spiritual channeling communities with her information instead of UFO (a$$holes) Twitter. But hey, like so many others, she shut me down and refuses to answer my Direct Messages. Again, the skeptic in me sees a false flag operation, but who knows…

It was NaNoWriMo Month again, too.

I’m unemployed. Technically every month could/should be NaNoWriMo. Family support is important if you intend to bang out an entire book in one month. I have five other people and three cats that all need love and attention on any given day so it just didn’t come together. I may actually start a novel yet this month, but there’s no pressure, no writing buddies, or any of the usual NaNo flair. It’ll be okay.

Found me a new community.

My English teachers and editors would be losing their ever loving minds over that header, but whatever. I have gone back into my #ttrpg roots, and that may be what this blog changes over to soon. Again, I guess we’ll see. I kinda like having a place for personal shares, but I have only this humble paid-for space and I would really love the Premium package for my gaming ventures. TTRPG stands for TableTop RolePlaying Games, for those who don’t know.

So, yeah, as I’ve mentioned before, I’m a huge Dungeons and Dragons fan and have been pretty much my whole life. I started gaming back in the early 1980’s and have been at it for almost 40 years. But it’s always been a hobby and a writing venture. I have yet to sell anything in the industry. I’ve worked in game stores. I’ve sold a lot of games over the years. But, always a bridesmaid, so to speak.

That brings us to the next point.

I’ve had to spend lots of meaningful time with my friends at Iowa Workforce Development this month to ensure my unemployment check didn’t get cut off completely. I’ve gotten to attend all kinds of fun meetings to make sure I’m doing what I’m supposed to be doing. I guess that’s what they get paid the big bucks for, but at the same time, they’re not actually doing anything for me, aside from my unemployment check.

I also got an anonymous message from a former co-worker with a juicy tidbit that confirmed some of my suspicions. I wish I could say a LOT more without jeopardizing my severance and NDAs, but I can’t. Somebody should, though. To quote the Matrix, Cypher told Morpheus “If you’d told us the truth, we would’ve told you to shove that red pill right up your ass.” That’s true of my severance package, but my family needed the money, so it’s a tough choice and I ultimately made the right decision.

That said, my job search has thus far been a running joke with me. Honestly, if I never work a “real job” again, it’ll be too soon. I like being my own boss, setting my own hours, and giving myself a pat on the back for being my employee of the month. Unfortunately, IWD has a hard time seeing this. They have an obvious agenda. I’m not part of that equation.

They told us in one of their little “classes” that they want people to fill what they refer to as the “middle skills” roles. In other words, they want people who have completed high school, but haven’t been to college. They want dental hygienists, welders, truck drivers and nurses. Do I fit that description? Hell no! Do I want to take a pay cut and do something I’m going to be absolutely miserable doing? F*ck No!!! I will literally embrace homelessness for myself (and only myself) before I will ever go back to the 9-5 grind doing something just for the sake of doing it.

And they keep trying to tell us “Oh, it’s so meaningful. So many people find their life purpose doing this…” No. No, people really don’t find it meaningful or fulfilling. In fact, it makes me sick to my stomach to hear the IWD people rattle on about fulfilling it is to sleep, eat, work, repeat and how everything else is just a fun hobby. Again, I get that it’s what they’re paid to do, but it’s not an enlightened, spiritually aware thing to do.

My whole resume is disgustingly full of the kinds of jobs they’re talking about. No offense to anyone, but I think I’d rather die than go back to just about any of those jobs. The pay is mediocre. The hours are long and unfulfilling. There is no appreciation from management most of the time. The benefits are crappy. Worst of all, my health will not support that kind of work ever again in an office or any other environment.

Lol! This is getting long. To be continued…

It’s Been a Good Minute

You ARE safe. Remember, Source energy looking back onto itself? Plus, I’m here for you.

Since I sat down to write anything…

I apologize for the gap in between posts, family. I’d like to make this one of those I’m-going-to-post-more articles, but honestly, I’m not sure right now. Yes, I’d like to get the most out of my WordPress dollars. I mean, that’s why it’s here, right?

I’ve had some trials and tribulations out here in the real world and all. Everything is okay now. Everyone was/is healthy. That’s all fine and well. I took some time out to really reflect on what I’ve been doing and what I am. I mean, what I really stand for.

Yes, I do a lot of soul searching. It’s part of the spiritual territory. If you don’t ask the tough questions, it’s hard to receive answers. Yes, receive answers.

Source/God/Universe speaks through us.

My beautiful atheist friends (Yes, I acknowledge you.) would be getting a good chuckle out of me saying this. But I feel it’s very true. We don’t talk to Source like it’s Google or Bing. As an atheist friend of mine once said, “There’s no magical sky man with all your answers.”

At the time I kinda disagreed politely. Turns out he was actually right. My good friend Shane reminded me a while back that God is IN us. Go within to seek your truth. (Check out @thespiritofthecosmos on Instagram and YouTube for more of Shane’s brilliance and wisdom.) Which is to say we are all made of Source energy. When you gaze upon another person, you are gazing at the Universe itself! Isn’t that amazing?

My Higher Self, that being that came to this 3D Earth plane to forget and relive the excitement already knows. I already knew the answers to to tough questions before I ever asked. Now, I’m just telling you, my friends and family. It’s all here. Go within. Be the best you already know you are!

Sometimes the spiritual riffs flow through me.

Back in my younger days, about 20 years ago, someone asked me why I didn’t become a minister. I never realized how much I apparently talked about God back then? Here’s the catch- I’ve never been into organized religion. I don’t do dogma. I’m not big on rules, or authority (aside from, well, the Universal Laws, but that’s a personal code and not something I insist everyone do.) I believe in a benevolent Universe, which is to say God doesn’t exist to punish us.

I know. I know. I’m gonna sound all “Woo-woo New Age-y” and say, “There is no Hell.” I mean, basically there isn’t, but I know that’s complicated and I’ll cover that some other time. But essentially, you’re going to play your part and pay your karmic debt eventually. It’s still all learning. We won’t get into the really dark and grim stuff today.

Where was I going with this?

Lol! Oh yeah… We had some drama on #ufotwitter recently with @anjaliongaia that really shook me up. We got to see the very, very ugly side of some people in the #UFO community. I won’t rehash or drag it all up again, but basically the expedition has been put on hold and the skeptics have gone bonkers with “I told ya so.”

I got into some arguments, I saw some of my own dark side coming forth and honestly I needed to step back and take a break from it all. I think my friend Añjali should have gone to the Experiencer/Contactee community instead of holding a press conference and involving some of the real ass-hats on #ufotwitter. The spiritual community is also very warm and welcoming and it Añjali’s message would have been much more well-received there. But, we can only move forward.

“Night Terrors.”

One of my friends on Twitter mentioned she has Night Terrors when she takes Melatonin. (Melatonin is a natural sleep aid that has been known to put one in a deep Theta brainwave state.) This sets off immediate alarm bells in my mind because it could be any number of things that cause the night terror phenomenon. One of the possible causes of sleep paralysis/night terrors is visitation by extradimensional or extraterrestrial contact. Hello? That’s my jam.

So, I paused for a second because it could also stem from real world, physical, psychological, or emotional trauma and I’m not a licensed anything. I messaged her with a great deal of compassion and caution. Turns out is was related to real world causes and not ET contact. My friend has it under control, with proper therapy, etc. There’s nothing I can offer but compassion.

I used to suffer from both night terrors and sleep paralysis. Some of you already know what I’m going to say next… You know what fixed it? Yup. Meditation.

Also, if you’re having symptoms of night terrors or sleep paralysis, remember to breathe. Am I still breathing? Check. Okay, all is well. Why am I afraid? Who’s in charge here?

Several Experiencers have recounted that their would-be nocturnal captors ceased and desisted immediately when they invoked the name of Jesus Christ or another ascended master. You have power over these contact experiences. You ARE safe. Remember, Source energy looking back onto itself? Yeah.

One guy claims to regularly attack beings in his home with the katana placed next to his bed. Not sure how much I buy into that, but if it makes him feel safe, I guess. My own contact experiences slowed down after I chased beings back to their craft with a 12 gauge shotgun, which I now regret immensely. But again, it’s about feeling safe in any situation involving night terrors. Please remember you ARE safe!

To any beings listening, I’m sorry. Please forgive me. I love you. Thank you!

Why isn’t this a separate article?

Because I realized I was neglecting my audience. I apologize. I DO have something to contribute. I’m going to start contributing more again. I can’t promise regularly or daily, but I am still going to be here. I love you, family. I appreciate you. And I’m always here if you need anything or if there are any questions I can help you answer.

Stay safe. Have a beautiful day.

Oh Freedom Day!

I AM realistic. I BELIEVE IN MIRACLES!!!

I’ve been liberated from the grind of 12 hour work days for three months!

I want to preface this with the thought: Be responsible! Don’t do anything rash on account of what somebody on the Internet said. I wouldn’t be here right now were it not for the kindness and understanding of my family. For that I am extremely grateful.

If you’re working hard to keep food on the table, keep going. You got this!

Things I’m grateful for since freedom came to me:

  • I’m my own boss and my own employee of the month.
  • Freedom from McCorporate Team environment.
  • The slow 12 hour workday trudge to the grave is no more.
  • Time for my family.
  • Time for my own health and sanity.
  • Setting my own schedule.
  • Deciding my own fate over putting money in their pockets.

Hallelujah! I am so happy and grateful to be free on this day! This is proof that the Law of Attraction really does work. It’s not always easy or painless, but it does come together in its own special way. We live in a benevolent Universe. I believe in good things and they are there for me. I AM realistic. I BELIEVE IN MIRACLES!!!

I’ve worked toward manifesting this moment right here, right now. I’m my own boss, working my own hours, reporting to me. I’m my own employee of the month. This guy is truly moving onward and upward. I give me all kinds of praise and good reviews. Gotta keep that vibration up, though.

My Chairman of the Board. Taken from my mobile office/studio. I love this guy!

I’m so happy and grateful to be free from the corporate environment. If that’s your thing, great. You do that. Me? I’m my own boss. Technically still unemployed by the current socioeconomic cultural matrix standards, but that’s their label, not mine. I find things that are awesome about me.

It’s like finding inner peace on a whole new level. I set my own standards for success. I’m happy being me. It’s beautiful. There’s no one breathing down my neck. There are no performance “SMART” goals. No upper-middle-lower management clowns to bug me. No one setting standards they can’t meet themselves. My life is beautiful now that the greasy corporate mentality is all washed out of my system. I only get on my own case if I need to, and I’m learning to be more gentle with myself.

Teams? I’m it. It’s just me. The whole corporate team concept is broken. I’ve seen it fall apart or just plain fail for over 20 years now. You have a group of five to ten employees (sorry, “teammates” because we can’t just call people what they are) sitting around a table, forced to make small talk and participate in fakey fake team-building exercises that no one truly enjoys, and then one or two people end up doing any real work. It’s sad. I’m so happy and grateful to be a one man show.

I’m going to do a whole article on why the team thing doesn’t work. I’ve always had problems with it as a sociologist. It looks great on paper, but then you come out here in the real world and well, it looked great on paper.

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I’m so happy and grateful to be free of “the trudge.” I report to me, on my time, and I love it! I know I say it a lot. Before I started working toward manifesting my dreams, it was a long, slow, painful, miserable, insufferable trudge toward the grave. Every day and night looked the same. Now every day- Every. Single. Day. is an adventure! Sometimes it’s just a nap with the cats or sitting on the couch while scarfing junk food and playing video games, but I’m allowed some free time. I’m excited to wake up in the morning. It’s genuine.

Time for my family is very important to me and I am grateful now that I have more of it. I missed out on over a decade with my three older boys while I was working nights. I’m happy to be free to take them to school, pick them up, and just spend some quiet time with them. I see more of my wife now. I’m happy to be supportive on the home front.

Time for my own health and sanity is so amazing now! I suffered so much at my last job, I mean truly suffered, that I put myself back in therapy. I’m still dealing with some psychological junk in the trunk, sure. I still have chronic pain, arthritis, fibromyalgia, and depression issues. Sure. that’s the tired old labels talking. Here’s the kicker- I’m healing. I don’t have to rush out the door after barely having enough time to eat, sleep, shower, and maybe wave at my family on the way by. I’m here to tell you, being free is its own reward.

I get to decide when I eat, work, even nap now. My wife is about the only person who gets to object to anything, and she’s pretty cool about my schedule most days. Thanks, Honey!

It might not make sense to a lot of people. Many do work weird rotating 4 x 12 hour nights or some other freaky calendar nightmare. We can still exchange knowing looks. Working oddball, non-nine-to-five hours really can take a toll on one’s sanity. I’m glad to be free. I’m still and always will be a Nocturnal American, though.

I’m looking at NaNoWriMo next month as a serious possibility. Pretty sure I can hit word counts and page goals per day and then some. It’s just so nice to be able to sit down and work on things without all the pressure. My wife might roll her eyes, but I can make it work. It’s ideal this year, really. You’ll know if I go quiet for all of November.

No longer getting up every day to put money in the pockets of people who don’t care about anyone else.

If I do anything now, it puts money in MY pocket. I love helping people out, sure. That’s what we’re here for. But the thing I’m absolutely loving more than words can tell is that I’m no longer subjected to artificial concepts like sales goals, target savings goals, and other artificial standards that all translate to putting money in some executive’s pockets. Seriously, why bust my hump every night, just so the company I’m working for can outsource everything from custodians to human resources in the name of saving money.

You know who profits from the toils of corporate employees? Corporate executives. These people are no different than anyone else except for the fact that they got a slap on the back and a handshake that put them in a corner office. We no longer live in a world where you work your way to the top from the ground floor. (Not sure if that ever really existed.) These managers and executives don’t care if one of their cubicle inmates works hard or knows what they’re doing. It’s all about the bottom line.

Here’s the kicker- Entrepreneurs worry about their own bottom line. That’s were I am today. That’s the threshold I’m presently standing on. It’s exciting! I’m a writer first and foremost now. The whole profits-before-people thing is dead to me now.

I encourage writers, artists, musicians, dancers and anyone else with a dream to shed the corporate grind and go have a free life. Yes. Be responsible. Take care of yourself and your family first. But beyond that? Please go on out and live your dream life!

Create the life you want to life!

Thank you for being here. Stay safe. See you again soon.

Drifting

Stuff happens. Yeah, maybe I “manifested” it. If I did, then I’ll own it. I’m a pro at making mistakes and fixing them. My wife can vouch for that. I have a dishwasher held together with loose screws and zip ties to prove it.

This will be a little different by way of a blog.

Some days…

Hey, it’s my blog. I’m going to be a little vulnerable. I know the mighty “they” say not to do what I’m about to do. They have hundreds or even thousands of followers. They have advertisers, sponsors, and maybe even “real” day jobs. The mythical they say “You shouldn’t post personal stuff on your blog if you’re trying to land a job.”

Well, what do they really know? I’m sitting here, still unemployed. Still trying to land a writing gig or something meaningful. I’m still looking for joy in, uh, well I won’t say all the “wrong” places. More like, I’m looking for joy anywhere I can find it, honestly.

I think some of the LoA gurus get it wrong.

It’s always the mantras of keep smiling, keep your vibration high, and chase away all the negative stuff. You have to clean all the mentally repressed junk in your trunk. You create bad days for yourself, so don’t create bad days for yourself. (That last one’s almost a verbatim quote, btw.)

Stuff happens. Yeah, maybe I “manifested” it. If I did, then I’ll own it. I’m a pro at making mistakes and fixing them. My wife can vouch for that. I have a dishwasher held together with loose screws and zip ties to prove it.

The all-knowing LoA experts will say I’m doing it all wrong. Do I always live in the dream fulfilled? Not necessarily. Do I practice my intentions every day and then forget them? I did that for a couple of years straight. Well, it landed me a third to half of what I wanted. Now I’m backed off from some of those intentions.

Or just have a dream.

I do intend to be prosperous.

Maybe not filthy stinking rich. Money in and of itself is a human construct, not a human value. Yes, I’d love to be a millionaire. But, more importantly, I’d like to make sure all the bills are paid. I’d like to be able to go out and buy that dishwasher that can accommodate a family of six. I’d love to go take a week and hide out in the north woods somewhere with no electricity or WiFi connections. But money only buys things that make me smile.

I think the last two letters in prosperous are the ones that matter. US. If we can’t all be share in the wealth, why are we knocking ourselves out earning it? I mean, I’m not embracing socialism or communism here. I’m just saying I want a flow of steady cash for my family first and foremost. I intend to have the bills paid and food in the fridge. I want to have some fun on the holidays and weekends.

Of course I’m not going about it the way they say to do it.

Them: You gotta get a job and work hard every day.
Me: Nope. Did that shit for 30 years so far and look where that landed me.

Them: You gotta show your employer you want to be there and earn your way to the top.
Me: See also 30+ years of their bullshit. Where did it get me? Hmm…

I’ve watched multiple companies go belly up. I’ve been fired a couple of times from jobs that were going to pieces anyway. I’ve spent countless hours of toil and brain sweat putting more money in other people’s pockets. Where’s that big promotion? Where’s my office? Yup. You guessed it. I’m here on my couch with a bum knee and a bad back.

Them: Don’t chase your dreams. Chase the almighty dollar. Plenty of time for hobbies after you retire.
Me: Screw that. I love my various pastimes now, but I do have a dream. Prosperity is part of that dream.

Them: You’ll never amount to anything. You’re too old, too fat, too poor too… (whatever.)
Me: Raises middle finger. You can say that, but we all know it’s false. I’m going to get where I want to be. I’m grateful for where I am and it’s only getting better.

I’ve kinda had the cruise control on lately.

Thank you!!!

I have you, if you’re here. Thank you. Otherwise, I have this lovely space in which to vent all sorts of things. I mean, why make my therapist do all the work, right?

I know a lot of folks probably read my blog because they’re “checking my socials.” Many are either potential employers making sure I’m not some subversive, conspiracy wackadoo, psycho, anti-corporate, pro-socialist something-or-other. And I know some are here waiting for me to say something negative about a certain former employer. (Big ole corporation’s scared I’m going to blow my top and say something serious about them. LOL!) Hopefully there are also a few genuine people in my audience. I’m super grateful if you are.

So, here we are. I’ve been very sporadic. Honestly, I hadn’t intended to go quite so deep with this one. I’ve been kinda floating lately. Not really stuck, just not moving toward anything specific. I’ve been cleaning the kitchen, taking kids to school, hanging out with the cats, and just generally taking care of myself. It’s not spectacular.

I feel like the breakthrough is there or here, even.

You see it all the time in the various LoA books and courses. Our beloved mentors start with stories like:

“I was sitting at my kitchen table barely able to pay rent for another month, when I got this idea.”
“I was selling women’s shoes at Blah Shoe Store in Los Angeles when…”
“I was dead broke and selling my book out of my girlfriend’s car when…”
“I was fired from 30 jobs in one year and decided to create my own life…”
“I was living in my grandma’s garage with all of my credit cards maxed out and I got inspired…”
And one of my personal favorites, “I had already earned a pile of money working in my parent’s restaurant when I invested in other things and…” (Is it really an LoA success story if you started out with money?)

The truly interesting thing to me is, I feel as if I’m in that kind of magical time frame right now. Sure, I have days when I’m ready to throw in the towel and go back to work for nigh onto minimum wage and work my way back up the career ladder. (In other words, bust my ass for someone else every day until I end up in the grave. Nothing but misery until the end.) But I also have plenty of days that I’m grateful for being alive, reasonably healthy, and my family is doing okay.

It’s not perfect. I’m not striving to control every little thought, every little thing from one minute to the next. I’m just living my life. Yeah, I’d love to be doing more. Sure, I’d love to wake up tomorrow and get hit with that million dollar idea lightning bolt or at least something helpful. It’s going to happen, mark my words. But I’d be happy just knowing there’s enough coming in to cover all the bills and do things that light me up.

When the focus becomes on the feeling of joy, the money in the bank is a side effect. Whatever I’m doing, I just want to have fun. I just want to enjoy it. If it becomes a grind, misery and suffering set in and who wants that?

Anyway, more writing to come in the days ahead. Thank you for listening this far. I am still looking to help someone out for a bit of spare cash if anyone would like some help. Stay safe. See you soon.

Any day now, Snoopy and I are going to be like…

The Great Unicorn Hunt!

Think about it, if unicorns are real, what else exists? If there are unicorns, maybe there are dragons? What about “aliens?” What about God? Can Source coexist with unicorns?

Stick Around for the Big Announcement at the End!

Any semblance to unicorns real or imaginary is purely coincidental. No unicorns were harmed in the writing of this article.

Pretend for a moment that you’re really interested in unicorns. You know, looks like a horse with a horn in the middle of its forehead. You’ve always believed in unicorns, but you’ve never found any real proof that they exist. But in your heart of hearts, you know they’re real and they’re magical. (Still pretending.)

Now, our friend Charlie doesn’t believe in unicorns. In fact, he regularly makes fun of unicorns and us for liking unicorns. He thinks unicorns are stupid and anyone who likes unicorns is hopeful, desperate, or mentally ill.

We also have a friend named Alice. She refuses to believe anything that isn’t written in the Bible. She goes to church twice a week and personally greets everyone at the door. The knows the reverend’s schedule better than he does. Unicorns aren’t in the Bible so they can’t possibly exist as far as Alice is concerned.

One day I come to you and say, “Hey, a unicorn came to me in a dream and showed me the secret location of the Great Magical Unicorn Forest. It’s buried deep in the woods in Colorado and I’m putting together a group to go find it. Of course, being a fellow unicorn fanatic and true believer, you’re automatically coming with me. But what of our unicorn skeptics, Charlie and Alice?

Yes, Really! There is one here.

The unicorn skeptics are faced with a dilemma.

I’m a nice guy. I invite Charlie and Alice to come on the photo safari to the Great Magical Unicorn Forest. Both people are now in a major quandary over this. It’s all over social media. I promised my unicorn friends I wouldn’t reveal the location until my search party was ready to go. Unicorns are very shy and more easily spooked than horses, after all. I mean, they’ve been around for thousands of years and somehow remained the subject of myth and legend. Obviously we want to keep the actual location of the unicorns safe from poachers and other such interlopers.

Charlie absolutely believes I’m certifiable and tries to talk everyone out of coming with me on the unicorn safari. There is absolutely no way me and my rapidly forming unicorn fanatic following could possibly be going to find the real thing. Does Charlie come along for the ride just to prove there isn’t even a horse pasture out there, much less a unicorn? Does he go along for the ride just to poke fun at all of us, “hopeful, desperate and mentally ill” weirdos?

If Charlie is right, and I’m nuts, he gets to have bragging rights for life and I might even get locked up somewhere. At which point I probably deserve it for leading people astray on a wild unicorn safari. Then again, if there are unicorns…

Now Charlie has lost face in the worst possible way. If there are unicorns, what else is out there? Dragons, maybe? What about Pegasus? Years of hardened skepticism, snarky intellectual superiority, and all of that internet trolling goes right down the drain. If unicorns exist, what about aliens, or even God? Charlie isn’t along for the unicorn ride, but he’s watching for the video, audio, pictures, and eyewitness testimony from fifteen plus people afterward.

Unicorn conspiracy theory…

Poor Alice is also in a massive dilemma. She’s facing years of religious dogma and indoctrination being completely, horribly wrong. How could it be? How could the good reverend have ever gotten it wrong. Didn’t all the mythical critters die in the Great Flood in the Bible? There wasn’t room for the unicorns and the dragons on Noah’s Ark. How could there be a magical unicorn forest? This must be the work of the devil. Look, an evil cult even sprung up around the unicorn forest on social media.

Obviously an evil unicorn cult with all of those Instagram followers must be up to no good. We have to speak out against them in church on Sunday. “Unicorns and their long tails, beautiful manes, shiny horns and rainbow farts…they’re just, just… evil? Must be demons or something, right?”

So Alice isn’t coming. She trolls me and my unicorn friends online every chance she gets afterward. She’s on a crusade to get me banned from social media and quotes Bible verses at me every chance she gets. It won’t do any real harm, just not a lot of good, either.

Alice suffers from the same problem a lot of business and religious zealots share. If unicorns are real, what else is real? There’s no keeping the lid on the amount of publicity unicorns are going to receive once this goes public. There is no official government policy on unicorns, even though they have secretly known about the Unicorn Forest since 1947 when it was decided to keep it quiet. Obviously magic poses a massive problem for big business and religion alike. Now all of the stuff they’ve been telling us about “reality” and keeping us chained to their way of doing things, i.e. slowly, painfully and expensively, are going to fall apart.

So the skeptics stay home. The unbelievable photo safari to the Great Unicorn Forest commences. We all have an amazing time riding the unicorns. There’s lots of photo ops, a portable head x-ray to prove they’re legit, and video of famous journalists and fantasy authors riding the unicorns. Unicorn Disclosure happens. All of the skeptics on #unicorntwitter are forever stymied. Big business and organized religion struggle to recover and eventually fail. Hypothetically, my trip to the unicorn forest would turn the world on its ear, right?

Hope you enjoyed my hypothetical scenario, because it’s about to get REAL!
Only it’s not unicorns. It’s legit Higher consciousness Beings!!!

Añjali is now one step closer to her expedition to bring the Beings to the rest of the world. They’ve always been here! But now instead of hearing about them and all of the telepathic contact with a few true believers, we’re going to finally get to know real beings! I’m so excited for Añjali and whatever team we get to meet. This is so amazing!!!

Thank you if you made it this far. I appreciate you! Stay safe. See you again soon.

“Proof…”

“Proof” is a slippery slope. How do you get recordings of what may be non-corporeal, non-physical beings who communicate telepathically. Here, prove you exist..

#ufotwitter needs to get a clue and give Añjali a break.

Well, family, I stepped in it. Here’s the problem. I legitimately think Añjali is onto something. My own guides, star family, and angels are telling me- heck, every part of my being up to my Higher Self is saying something is coming. I know we say it a lot in spirituality and ufology, but I legit think someone, probably Añjali, is going to finally bridge the gap between the beings and all of us regular citizens of Gaia.

I’m in danger of being accused of being a cultist. It’s the farthest thing from the truth, but people will still accuse me of siding with the expedition and Añjali regardless. It’s a no-win. But then again, there’s no win to be found as far as I can tell.

I see two main problems right now. First, everyone is hollering about “proof.” Prove what? That the beings she’s speaking-of actually exist? Hello. Yes they do! But that’s not good enough, apparently.

The second dilemma is more of a rift in the community itself. We have some people that will only believe the great and powerful Lue Elizondo. Right now, they won’t believe anything in Ufology unless it’s rolling out of his mouth. Never mind all that time Dr Greer, J Allen Hynek, Richard Dolan, Nick Pope, Stanton Friedman, George Knapp, Linda Moulton Howe and even David Wilcock have put in trying to put Ufology in the public spotlight. Obviously Lue is the new messiah that is going to lead us to “Disclosure,” whatever that means now.

@anjaliongaia at her groundbreaking press conference.

They’re setting her up to fail.

“Proof” is a slippery slope. How do you get recordings of what may be non-corporeal, non-physical beings who communicate telepathically. Here, prove you exist..

It makes me ill. It seems like no matter what “proof” the expedition comes back with, no one on #ufotwitter is going to be satisfied. I get that you can’t please all of the people all of the time, but for crying out loud- believe SOMETHING. Be satisfied with something.

How does anyone expect to get physical evidence from non-physical beings? I’m begging for contact from said beings just to confirm that statement. Not everyone is “built” for extradimensional/extraterrestrial contact, Maybe the general public is or isn’t ready. But the Higher Beings have been around or among us for a very long time. They know humans for better or worse. I know the beings themselves are telling Añjali that they’re going to do it, but everyone is asking, “How?”

I continue to challenge the Ufology community, even Añjali herself to come up with some kind of viable parameters. What data are we trying to collect? What hypotheses are we attempting to prove? We want to be scientific with the data from the beings. Okay. Great. What’s going to constitute as viable proof? What data ranges on which meters? What’s a viable sample? I’m open to this on the basis of faith far more than hard science.

That’s where it goes to pieces- No one can give me a straight answer. You want to prove these various otherworldly/extradimensional/higher consciousness beings exist? What do you want? Eyewitness testimony? Pictures? An actual physical specimen? Pretty sure the Mantid and the Gray could hold a press conference and somebody is going to cry “Fake!” no matter what they do.

Here’s what’s going to happen. The skeptics and the very anti-Añjali crowd are going to chew the evidence to pieces. I can hear it now: It’s a DMT-induced hallucination. It’s a couple of Wayne’s friends in rubber suits. It’s CGI. And how the Hell do you get a physical specimen of a non-physical presence that communicates telepathically?!? The real mind-bender here is: if you prove these beings exist, God/Source/Universal Consciousness is next. Seriously, it’s a short leap.

How many times have we seen eyewitness experiencer accounts get shot to pieces, especially on #ufotwitter? I’ve seen people take pot shots at the Travis Walton encounter, the Devil’s Den incident, the Lonnie Zamora case and even Betty and Barney Hill on Twitter for crying out loud! It’s like people just don’t want to take “Yes” for an answer. We have so much evidence in Ufology staring us right in the faces and we refuse to believe because “there’s no physical evidence.” Yeah… thousands upon thousands of eyewitness accounts, photos, videos, EVPs, crop circles, news reports, documentaries, experiencer testimony, Dolores Cannon, and so on, but that’s just not enough… Sigh.

The next “Oh Shit!” moment for the expedition is going to come when they have even the slightest equipment malfunction. Okay, with love and light, I know the beings have promised they won’t interfere with the equipment. Honestly, I’m not convinced. We have seen time and time again where perfectly functional, fully charged equipment breaks down in front of high vibrational beings. Highly competent ghost hunters, crop circle researchers, and ufologists have all had massive equipment fails along with missing time. At least one researcher I know literally had the ETs tell here to shut her equipment off and she complied willingly.

People are going to freak out on Añjali over every little hitch in the process. I can’t imagine the living hell this is going to turn into if batteries suddenly fail, cameras and audio go blank after the encounter, or if the whole thing goes down telepathically (which is what I expect) and/or everyone gets teleported away from the gear and no raw physical data gets gathered, not that some people are willing to believe it anyway.

He’s 100% correct, btw.

Then there’s the rest…

I know I’m squarely in the corner of both the beings and Añjali. I really admire and appreciate what they’re doing. I really want this to be successful with all my heart. I intend to help any way I can. I understand Añjali has asked us to be kind to one another and even the skeptics and nay-sayers. But, I can’t sit on the sidelines and watch such a gentle being getting ripped to shreds by certain UFO Twitfologists who I won’t even name here.

It’s always the same song and dance with these people, though. On the one hand, praise the mighty Lue Elizondo. On the other hand, try to discredit, disavow, mock, taunt, and/or argue with Añjali over anything and everything they can dream up. I mean, seriously. She looked off camera during an interview at her partner and someone accused her of checking a simple statement with her CIA handlers. Even the innocuous stuff on Twitter from her private life draws low-brow jabs from her detractors. It really saddens me. No one attacks Lue as far as I’ve seen.

Añjali just can’t catch a break on Twitter and I feel like someone should step in. Like, an entire community should step in. Oh, that’s right. Then we’re a “cult.” Remind me to go back later and explain cults in another post. I wrote a rather extensive article on the subject a few years ago. Añjali has asked her friends not to intervene on her behalf, but damn if I’m not frustrated and stubborn.

Yet the great and nigh-omniscient Lue Elizondo has people literally eating out of his hands every day because he’s been in the mainstream media talking about UAP footage. He just signed a book deal. I’m sure that will go well for him. Yay for Lue. Between Lue and Jeremy Corbell, I think the mainstream news is pretty saturated with UFO/UAP talk these days.

WOW!!!

One of the other questions I keep asking is, “What are the #ufotwitter elite going to do when Añjali drop the same information?” Añjali even went so far as to say Lue would eventually mirror her findings. Holy crap! Really?

And I know I’m far enough below Lue’s notice that he would never stoop so low as to comment on anything I post, so I’m not worried about offending him. His pack of rabid, drooling fans on the other hand make Corey Goode’s people look weak… (cringe.) I think it’s funny that people already have me blocked on Twitter and I rarely take sides on anything. Okay, at least until this came along.

Full confession: I do tend to take Añjali’s side probably a little more than I should. I also get a little giddy when she responds to my posts. She’s one of the closest people to the actual source I have found in the community. I’ve chatted with a few others, but she’s in a league all of her own. I would join Añjali’s expedition in a heartbeat as I have said prior. It’s history in the making no matter what happens. (End fanboy mode.)

Which is not to say that I dislike Lue Elizondo. Actually, I admire what he’s done in the public arena. He and Christopher Mellon have done wonders for public Disclosure. (Although my take on Disclosure is changing and I’ll get into that more in another post.) Lue and Añjali both served their country and I will always respect them on that alone. Thank you for your service one and all. Lots of love there.

I know people like to infer that Lue or Añjali are still working as agents of the government. Name your three letter agency, there. Personally, I think that’s all hogwash. Yes, use your discernment. If either one had a handler, they’ve probably long since given up on trying to spin the narrative. It’s got enough momentum of its own, short of someone blowing their NDA to pieces, I don’t think either person is going to add much from the US Government perspective. I also pity da fool that messes with Lue physically… (eesh.)

So if Lue does catch wind of this, I hope we can all be friends. Please? Because there’s enough room in the world for us all to be successful. My whole point here is people need to back of Añjali and give her the chance she deserves.

Namaste all.

At the end of this, let’s all just move forward and get along. It’s not worth fighting and badgering each other on Twitter or anywhere else. Añjali’s expedition is going to go off eventually. I’m eager to hear the results. If all goes well, we might ALL know the conclusion of the meeting with the Higher Beings, anyway. I’m still holding the light and the notion that all may be revealed very soon. (Again, I’ll cover that in another article.)

Until then, please be good to each other. Stay safe. See you again soon.

Here Comes Peter Cottontail…

We’re going to go from Nazi UFOs to reptilians, all the way down to Antarctica and dinosaurs in the Bible!!!

I’ve been down the rabbit hole so long, I know what it’s like looking back up.

You’re only “paranoid” until you’re proven correct!

I’ve always believed in a great number of conspiracy theories. It’s really amazing how much truth is buried in the fiction we consume. I’ve hit a point where someone can start talking about some off-the-wall happenstance and I can pretty much finish their sentence for them. I’ve gotten to a point where very few things actually surprise me any more.

Did Hitler survive WW2? Doubtful, but the head in a jar story? How about this- Hitler was a figurehead. He was possibly one of the greatest figureheads and subsequently scapegoats the old men ever created. Yeah, I’m sure they probably did keep that formula and put it in a proverbial jar for safekeeping. It will probably happen again someday.

What about the assassination of President John F. Kennedy. This is one of my favorite history lessons. It didn’t make a heap of sense until a few years ago. Then with a little help it all came together. It’s not about the guy on the Grassy Knoll or who shot whom after the fact. The “why” is what matters.

Why? He knew too much. Presidents since have known as much or more. But, he started talking. He might have mentioned recovered Nazi saucer technology and the deal certain ETs cut with President Eisenhower to Marilyn Monroe. That caused her unfortunate demise. It might have been mentioned around Robert Kennedy. There was a strong possibility of him doing something or spilling the beans if he were to be elected and then he was removed.

David Icke is very likely to be found correct in part if not entirely about the Reptilians, the humans they control and other things.

Wait for it…

It’s probably arrogant to assume he knows everything about everything. None of us is ever that correct. Will we find out there is a highly advanced ancient civilization monitoring and controlling the Earth socially and politically from below and above. Their human pawns, sometimes referred to as the Illuminati, are the richest one percent of the human population. I think we’re on the verge of finding out about those beings and others very soon.

As far as I can tell, the Illuminati have this sort of laughable pyramid scam going. The Reptilians are at the top. Their hybrids, mostly shapeshifters, are scattered at all tiers and below, living and breeding with humans at will. It’s getting to a point where the hybrids are living among humans, possibly unaware of their own origins. Then, after the top humans, who probably directly know the Reptilians, are the cabal of highly indoctrinated cultists. (I’ve covered what the cult does elsewhere. Honestly, it makes me ill and I won’t discuss it again.)

I don’t think the Reptilians have the whole planet locked down altogether. Or do they? Why do we have a large UFO coverup? Because once in a blue moon things slip out. By the way, why haven’t we really been back to the moon? Is it entirely possible ‘they’ don’t want us to know that we’re being monitored? That once humans escape the veil and start getting out among the stars that it’s possible their power will end?

How stupid do they think we are?

Laughter aside, they must think we’re pretty ignorant of what’s going on. UFOs have buzzed Washington DC, Phoenix, AZ, New Mexico, and other points worldwide for decades now. How do we not know there are plenty of things in the sky that we only can’t readily identify, but it’s very likely they didn’t come from Earth.

Isn’t it obvious to just about everyone that our growth has been accelerated on some fronts and completely stunted on other, related ones? Communications technology is a perfect example. We went from telegraph all the way to the Internet in what? 60 years? Prior to that it was ink and quill, banging rocks together, talking, or the printing press.

We gained electricity and various ways to generate it, but now we seem to be stuck. Strangely enough, we seem to be stuck on the ones that are billable also leading to planned obsolescence, pollution, and disposability. Human business is being in business apparently. Regardless of what we do, some cultures can afford technology, but there is a widening gulf of disparity.

What about the plandemic?

It may all go to pieces tomorrow.

Oh, I went there. Isn’t it interesting one of the world’s most outspoken holistic medicine advocates died not long before people started really getting sick? Mystery booms were being heard all over the globe just in time for everyone to be hauled indoors under a lockdown. Economic and social upheaval benefitted some very wealthy and influential elites and laid low small businesses and grassroots businesses worldwide. People were more-or-less forced indoors to watch the nightly news which is highly controlled. Even now the narration of the script that divides the vaccinated from the unvaccinated is still being heard everywhere.

Isn’t it interesting, direct interests aside, how the whole global lockdown is pretty much done and over, almost if it were a dry run for a real global event? What if we were just being tested for something much more frightening being plotted on a global level? No answers needed right now, but I suspect we’ll be seeing something freakier than a disease coming out of the woodwork in the next decade or so and they want us to be ready for it.

What about Antarctica?

The great unexplored frozen wonderland of Antarctica is one of my absolutely favorite topics. There are stories all over the place regarding this thing. More global notables have visited Antarctica than Epstein’s island. It’s no secret that there are untold secrets down there. Ironically, the United Nations made this neat treaty that doesn’t allow satellite images, flyovers or drone footage of one of the most unexplored areas on Earth.

Yet, multiple information leaks have indicated that there’s a lot down there that we barely know anything about. Pyramids, large underground complexes, and buried craft, along with whatever the Nazis built is still lurking down there.

Nazis? Yeah. It’s a historical fact that Hitler had a large bunker built in the ice of Antarctica. Freaky as it sounds, it may actually be a base for flying saucers. That can be found on Google maps if you look hard enough.

Then there was Operation High Jump. Admiral Byrd and a large American naval contingent went down to Antarctica to allegedly track down the Nazis. What they ran into, by many accounts, was an overwhelming force of flying craft that both outmaneuvered and outgunned the carrier craft. Of course, all of the data is classified and sealed. The carrier fleet came back with its tail tucked between their legs and incalculable damage, but we can’t talk about it. Allegedly Byrd spoke with the beings in control of the saucers, later leading to President Eisenhower’s meeting with extraterrestrials.

Admiral Byrd retired not long afterward. He was very much a man of his word and never broke his NDAs and his diary still remains sealed. More fascinating yet is the fact that Byrd had encounters at both poles and possibly in the center of the Earth. He had a fantastically remarkable life. I would love to see his notes on High Jump.

Oh, and what large island is closest to Antarctica? Which one happens to be suffering a sociopolitical catastrophe at present? I hope everyone down there is okay right now, but gee, isn’t it interesting? Australia is having a rough time, almost as a distraction.

Something is on the horizon.

I feel it intuitively. Now, I know all the nuts-and-bolts Ufologists are screaming, “Prove it!” I can’t prove it. I just feel it. It’s just there. I know we say it in spirituality and ufology all the time. To put it simply, I feel it in my bones.

I haven’t spoken about the Annunaki, the Men in Black, CERN, or 9/11 and other human mischief. There is so much going on with this planet right now, it’s hard to keep track of it all, which might be why we’re on the verge of an ET intervention. Here’s the thing- it ALL ties together.

If you’re with me this far, I appreciate you. I know how it might sound to someone on the outside. There is no such thing as crazy as long as no one is getting hurt. I have another article that will cover that.

I’m going to drop one last nugget. What if our reality is not what we think it is? What if our history has been rewritten countless times? What if human civilization has been rewritten for us six or seven times? (I’m only guessing at the number.)

Think about it. We have historical accounts that the moon hasn’t always been in our sky. The Aztecs, the Mayans, and the Incas all had various doomsday prophecies. What happened to Atlantis? Why are behemoths mentioned in the Bible and depicted as dinosaurs? (Look it up, I’m not kidding.) My parents used to have that painting and it always got dismissed when I asked anyone. It’s like Christians want to pretend it’s not there, but yet it is… Footprints, mechanical bits, sparkplugs and thousand year old modern-looking artifacts are found and nobody knows where they came from!

So what if the beings that created this reality are once again poised to hit the reset button? What if this epoch is set to end soon and the grand reset is coming again? Have we already been reset? The Earth is said to have a pole shift every several thousand years and according to geological data, we’re due. There’s so much going on in the world, and it can usher in a golden age of humanity or something much more frightful. (Añjali or Georgia Guide Stones? Terminator? Who knows…)

Hang in there. We live in a benevolent Universe. Personally, I’m looking toward a brighter future. It’s within reach. Honestly, I don’t know what’s on the horizon, but I have every bit of faith we’re going to make it through. Til next time. Thank you!

HOPE-FULL

Please let me assure you. You are beautiful. You are valuable. You are talented. You are highly skilled. You have experience. You can learn. You are 100% more than any job in terms of your value. You are love and light.

I’m playing nice and omitted the name. It got a like because it gave me food for thought.

The last line of this post set me off!

Let’s go piece by piece, though. First, yes- getting laid off, fired or having your position change does royally suck. I’ve been there recently myself. (Still am if you’re reading this and would like to chat about writing jobs…)

Yes, a LOT of us are still in much the same boat. The Icky Cough-Coughs Scamdemic has cost a lot of small businesses their livelihood and made it easy for greasy corporate America to pull even more greasy weasel stuff. If people weren’t legitimately getting sick, you’d think the whole thing was some sort of economic ploy to make the rich and powerful even more rich and powerful.

So far this post sounds like your average upper management goob trying to sympathize with us “little people.” Maybe it’s sincere, or not. Everyone can use their own discernment. Then this post turns into straight-up garbage in my opinion.

Fact is, your next employer might be just as slimy as the one before…

I truly disagree with the person who said, “one company’s loss is another company’s gain.” It’s an awful cliché. Admittedly it is true, but for other reasons than what were listed. There’s really no telling what circumstances you are being hired under or if the interviewer is even being honest during the interview, assuming you ask questions at all. You don’t know what their agenda truly is, or if the last person was laid off, and they’re getting a new employee cheaper, with fewer benefits, or some other optimal measure strictly for the company. Ever wonder who you replaced? Or if this “newly created position” maybe came at the cost of other people’s jobs?

Yeah, your next employer might value your skills and experience. Or they might regard you as a convenience to cover two other positions that they merged. Or it’s entirely possible, especially in this day and age, that they’re just trying to fill seats or get names on a list for the corporate Mcheadhunters. Your skills may actually mean diddly.

And experience? Oh, let’s dissect that notion for a moment. The older I get, the more I’m discovering that is actually the LAST thing a lot of companies are looking for. Oh sure, they might say “3-5 years experience required” in the job ad. Because conveniently that’s what the person they’re already hiring from within had. Some job ads are literally posted as a formality to cover nepotism. It’s also conveniently about the length of a college degree plus internship, meaning they want to shape and mold some kid straight out of college.

For real, most companies cringe when they see us older guys and gals walk in the door. They can’t legally discriminate based on age, but… They dread what we’re going to bring to the table. No one, especially in the fancy Mc-corporate boardroom likes getting called out on their bullsh*t. The more “experience” a person has, especially in real life, the better a crap detector they’re going to be. Been there, done that.

Not to mention, more experience means we’re probably going to ask for more salary, better benefits, probably more time off. You know, all that stuff that most companies don’t want to hand out. “Oh, but you haven’t earned it yet” they’ll say. Meanwhile their little favorites are getting promotions, raises, and bennies all over the place regardless of skill or experience. Yeah… my “experience” is super valuable (to me.) Sorry. is my cynicism showing?

So far, this LinkedIn post is not cutting the mustard in the slightest.

For those who don’t know me, I’m very prone to calling out people on their crap. So far, I think this LinkedIn post is dripping with hyperbole. My response is pretty negative because I don’t think it’s fair to this person’s audience to be led down the primrose path. And I promise if I ever say anything quite so offensive or ignorant one of my readers can call me out on it and I will come clean. Okay, and I realize that this whole article is strictly my opinion and should be taken as such. Truth is, I’ve had some really horrible experiences in the job market recently. Not only has my trust in any large company been completely eroded, but I have very little desire to be around people ever again, especially in an office environment. I have plenty of doubt about any of this post.

I’ve seen top-heavy companies go belly up. I’ve seen people who were so disconnected from their own employees that they didn’t realize the company was going under. I’ve seen multiple forms of reckless mismanagement of employees and funds. Sometimes the big money higher-ups just didn’t care. (I’m playing nice by not naming and shaming.) I’ve been in meetings where it was obvious to me what was going on around me, and who was going to get the ax and why (or at least the reason that would be given, true or not.) Again- experience does count, just not the misleading use of it above. Because people in charge tend to be full of toxic positivity and surrounded by ‘Yes’-people. They don’t want the voice of experience stepping in.

Stay Motivated

Okay, first part of this whole article that doesn’t make me want to scream. Yes, one should indeed stay motivated. Especially if one’s loss of livelihood was taken out of one’s own hands. But please, I implore you to take a look at where your motivation is directed!

What does the world need right now? Do you really want to be another highly skilled, experienced corporate drone? Are you living from one paycheck to the next working for people who in no way appreciate anything you do regardless of what drivel rolls out of their mouths?

The world needs more small businesses. The world needs more people creating their own businesses. The world needs YOU to be yourself! We need more grassroots, local, powerful efforts. We need artisans, writers, artists, musicians, entrepreneurs and people taking their act down their own path.

Last, but certainly not least.

This statement actually upsets me on multiple levels!

Now, normally this statement would be well-meaning? Maybe? I guess.

First objection: Who’s hopeless??? Am I hopeless because I’m unemployed? Middle finger goes up to that notion. Am I hopeless because corporate America rejected me? Other middle finger goes up especially to that notion. Never give into the lack mentality.

Truth: YOU’RE NEVER HOPELESS!!!

You ALWAYS have a choice. You can choose abundance. You can choose joy. You can choose to tell people who say you’re hopeless where to stuff it. Never let some clown, especially on LinkedIn, assume your value. You are a being of love and light having a human experience. Your value never diminishes. Trust me, no company will ever value you as much as you value yourself.

Second objection: “Hope.” You don’t need hope. There’s this neat thing called the Law of Attraction. All hope gets you is more hope. You can hope all day. You attract what you are. Live in the dream fulfilled. You don’t have to hope. It’s already there. Everything you need already exists. Be realistic. Believe in miracles. Great things can happen for you.

Second truth: Be grateful. You live in a benevolent and loving Universe. There is ALWAYS something to be grateful for. I’m so happy and grateful just for being here with you. Just for being alive on this planet right now. I’m so very grateful for my readers.

Third truth: If someone laid you off, fired you, or cut your position, it’s an opportunity to expand. The Universe/God/Source has handed you an opportunity to expand. Take it and run! Make the best of it. There are so many things a person can do in between jobs, it’s ridiculous. I find more and more things every day.

Take a walk. Breathe fresh air. Take a nap. Finish that book you’ve been reading. Write, paint, sing, play an instrument, or find some other creative endeavor you’ve always wanted to do. Learn new skills. Life is not all about pounding the pavement looking for a job that you can grind on every day until retirement and eventually death. There is more to life than just feeding the bill collectors.

Fourth truth: You have to take care of you. No employer I have ever encountered ever gave a rip about my health or sanity. Most managers or bosses are only concerned for their profit margin. Oftentimes, it’s their own personal profit margin. There are plenty of businesses that will happily work someone into the ground for as little as they can get away with. Value yourself by taking care of yourself and your loved ones.

Last objection: Look at the hashtags after all the diatribe. “Best Job Strategy” my ass. That strategy looks a lot like “Sell yourself to the corporate overlords.” There’s no strategy to being treated like dirt. I’m sorry, but there is so much more to life than just sleep, eat, work, repeat until dead.

Last truth for now: Please let me assure you. You are beautiful. You are valuable. You are talented. You are highly skilled. You have experience. You can learn. You are 100% more than any job in terms of your value. You are love and light.

Seek out joy, abundance, love, and prosperity. Find or become an entrepreneur. Help out a small company, independent retailer, or local business. Embrace humanity. Embrace what lights you up.

Thank you for reading this. I appreciate your support. Take care.

Zero Point Energy and Why It’s Important

Break out your tinfoil hats because here it comes. We have to pray and work toward free energy every day. Personally, I believe that our Star Family, the ETs or even Interdimensional beings hold the key to getting us back on track.

Do we really love fossil fuels and nuclear energy that much?

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Is it really worth it? The gas and oil companies rake in billions of dollars every year. Meanwhile, people in some countries are struggling to get out of the driveway to earn barely enough to eat and pump gas. It trickles all the way down. Convenience stores earn millions of dollars per month yet most of that goes in the pockets of the people at the top. Most places, the person behind the register is barely staying above the poverty level. The automotive industry is probably one of the most corrupt institutions ever devised. Let’s not go there.

What about public transportation? Good point. Still costs money, scheduling and routing are usually pretty crummy, and a lot of cities and large towns are farther apart in the US. I truly envy my European friends with their tight-knit communities and short commutes.

What about electric cars? Ahem, has anyone noticed that the price on these things is still out of the range of most consumers and charging stations seem to be few and far between. Can someone please enlighten Mr Musk on how the rest of the world lives, please? Not to mention, electric cars still turn right around and put money back into the other financial energy monster of the world- the electric companies.

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Nikola Tesla had broadcast power pretty much worked out. Not a lot of wires there. Unfortunately, they can’t put a meter on it, so that idea got buried. I also find it somewhat intriguing that all of Tesla’s papers mysteriously disappeared into government hands upon his death. Does that look suspicious to anyone else?

Nuclear power is just plain dangerous and stupid. Oil and coal deplete natural resources. At least the geothermal, hydroelectric and wind turbine people are trying to do the right thing, but their operating costs are ridiculous compared to what we could have. And let’s not forget solar power. Poor solar power. If the keys to the patent office weren’t held by the same people with the same interests that suppressed Nikola Tesla, maybe solar panels would be as common as satellite dishes or maybe one on every home. Alas, that idea is too hard to slap an electric bill on.

So, all of our current energy solutions are “broken.” What can we do?

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Break out your tinfoil hats because here it comes. We have to pray and work toward free energy every day. Personally, I believe that our Star Family, the ETs or even Interdimensional beings hold the key to getting us back on track. Either we force government Disclosure, which then hopefully unlocks the patent office or we manage to come up with free energy tech on our own before it can be suppressed by the government. I suspect there have been engines that run on water and systems that can generate volumes of electricity that can power entire cities from one room without being absolutely toxic. Unfortunately the inventors and their ideas were suppressed before anyone could see them.

But, what about all the super powerful rich CEOs and giant corporations?

Does anyone really think the ridiculously rich and “powerful” elites that control the US or any other country will be any worse off with the discovery of free energy? My theory is their will be socioeconomic and cultural upheaval early on, followed by a lot of disparity and apathy as soon as the secrets of free energy are released. Can’t be any worse than a global pandemic is my guess.

The zero point energy gives us unlimited transportation, electricity and frees up thousands if not millions of people. Think of all of the lives that could be enriched by not having to go to work every day. Think of how amazing it would be for people to be able to put more time into things they truly enjoy doing. Think of the revolutions in agriculture. Think of the amazing discoveries that would become possible within days of not having to launch chemical rockets into space or nuclear submarines into the oceans.

Let’s come back to this subject again soon. Miracles are within reach. We just have to stop living under the thumbs of the elite 1% who effectively own the planet. We can have a better world. We will have a better world.

I’m telling ya- They’ll put us back on track.
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