For those who poo-poo'd my very strong advice back in 2010 and 2011 to buy real estate in Detroit

. . . and thought my prediction that it would one day become an artistic mecca and a pretty hip place to be

I offer this :)

http://www.mirror.co.uk/lifestyle/travel/usa-long-haul/detroit-motor-city-rises-ashes-5909593

most people live in fear of "moments" -- will the Hell I feel right now last forever, is the rockn good time I am having right now gonna cause me some problems tomorrow -- or 8 years from now

should I study for my Organic Chem mid-term . . . or DO some chemicals and talk to these cute little girls on the 4th Floor

always about moments -- the ones we like afraid they'll end, the ones we don't afraid they'll continue . . . or get worse !!

but, truth is, the moment is all we have

and all the moments "blend" -- look at the nuty world of quantum physics

all we have is now -- but now is all

past lives, current life, right now, 20 years from now

embrace the "idea" they are all one deep breath

and stuff in your world . . . will change

the hillbilly redneck's worse nightmare -- intelligent, well-bred highly evolved African-Americans

interesting that a group of intelligent, thoughtful black men and women are just "randomly" gunned down

there are lots of them, too -- all the more surprising and magical considering the extra layers of Hell they have to go through to "get there"

. . . and please, spare me the "everybody has the same even playing field" rhetorical bull shit -- because that is simply not true

interesting, indeed that people "like this" would arouse such hatred

especially a thoughful intelligent man of God such as Rev. Clementa Pinckney, who in addition to his position in the church was also a state senator

shades of Dr. King :(

so I am inclined that the "thought" for this crime was "planted" in the killer -- and the killing was designed to stir stuff up

there is a famous quote to the effect that I don't trust a man who doesn't like animals, but I trust my dog if he doesn't like you !!

I sort of feel this way about "white churches" and "black churches" because I have been in both

and in white churches, I typically cant wait to get home to wash the shit off and smudge myself

such self-congratulatory hypocrisy -- this is my typical experience

but in "black churches", I feel differently . . . I feel an actual spiritual presence as if they actually believe what they're saying

so if I was forced to go to church and there was a black congregation on one side of the street and a white one on the other, 95 % of the time I will choose the black congregation in a NY minute

this is heart-breaking to me in so many ways

the last thing I thought about before I went to bed, the first thing I thought about this morning

this shit has to end

there is a long long "dark history" with this

it has to fuckn end :(

if there is no "finality" in Death (with a Capital "D") -- I believe we have a foot in "both worlds" all the time

. . . then perhaps there is "overlap" between "past lives" and our current lifetime

maybe we come back to heal old hurts and find joy where joy was nowhere to be found

I don't believe in "karma" as retribution or punishment

I do, however, believe it is possible to "fly in two lifetimes" at once -- to find and share beauty in both lifetimes

a tie-in . . . I believe this

I believe we can heal ourselves and this healing goes back to prior lifetimes, too

what we learn, and how we "choose to live" . . . can make the "prior" lifetime take on even greater meaning

more than anything -- this is what I seek, for myself

and the core of all my work, as well

one of my core beliefs now is that there is good in all people

. . some hide it better than others hahaha, of course

but there is good there, somewhere . . . knowing this, we always have a chance to make a funky situation better

look for good and often times you will find it

yes, I realize this sounds all unicorn and skittle-ish . . . but I also think it is true

just as unicorns and glitter skittles ALSO are true !!

A story about "my day" -- I think you'll like it :)

this morning, I was sort of out of sorts for whatever reason and put off taking a shower (this plays into my tale later)

and when I finally got around to it, I decided to skip shaving

which was interesting -- in that all morning, I kept having "the thought" that I was going to meet a girl and I should look nice

I thought, though -- this is "unlikely" so in some twisted logic I went the opposite direction

didn't shave and dressed in the most haphazzard whatever crossed my path first way possible

hold that picture

also this morning, all of a sudden, out of nowhere (drive-by psychic impression #234,908 -- because I have literally had thousands upon thousands of these)

I started hearing in my head an old Chuck Berry song "No Particular Place to Go"

why?

soooo, morning ritual of sorts 3 or 4 days a week is to walk next door to McDonald's and use my laptop and drink diet pepsi (yes, I can hear what you're saying but that is what I do)

and typically when the power on my laptop runs out, I leave

but today, I took my KIndle with me and when the power ran out, I turned on the kindle and went to Scribd and did a browse and found Theresa Caputo -- the Long Island Medium's book

and as soon as I started reading it, and usually when I am reading I tune out background noise, I stopped for a second to adjust the way I was holding it and poof . . . "No particular place to go so we . . . etc etc etc"

the Chuck Berry song, probably from around 1964, that I heard this morning

ok, this happens all the time but it was interesting

this is around 2 pm and usually by now if I go to McDonald's I am long since gone; however, with late start and Kindle Fire HD in hand, I am still there

anyway, I am reading the kindle and I look out the window and see this girl in the parking lot -- not the "typical girl" one sees in Hamilton, Ohio

she has tatts and is dressed more like an artist wild child than what you normally see "here"

short skirt, lots of cleavage . . . definitely not conservative, at all

where typically everyone here "is"

and I thought "that girl is kind of hott -- I wonder who she is?"

which really translates to "I wonder where she CAME FROM ??"

this, again, normally DOES NOT happen here in my Ohio Bat Cave

fast forward a couple of minutes when behind me with her food in hand who shows up but the girl from the parking lot

and she promptly pulls up a chair, sits down and starts talking like 300 miles an hour . . . translation, she's (likely) on speed

and she is telling me her life story and while she's waiting for her friend to pick her up she just is rambling like a runaway freight

she asks me if I have children and if I am married blah de blah and tells me "I have a 7 and 9 year old and I'm 30"

to which I respond "I'm 60" which elicited "damn you look GOOD for 60"

and we're just talking away -- and this girl has "issues" but she is entertaining me and she is pretty in a rode hard put up wet kind of way

but still a really attractive woman

and all the people in McDonald's are giving her "the look"

the disdainful look

which keeps circling around to include me, too hahahhaha

anyway her friend finally shows up and she proceeds to tell her "he's 60 -- doesn't he look good ??"

and so after a few minutes they wander off

it was tempting to sort of "continue this" but at the same time I thought "oh dude, this girl is com plu ca tid"

and I decided "bad plan"

. . . anyway, the moral of this story is that even though I discounted the crazee idea that I should shave because I was going to meet a girl today and should look good

that was, in reality, just what happened

and yes, that's my story 

ok, what do I "believe in" 

Reincarnation ?? -- uh, yeah

Aliens (like in the we're flying around the neighborhood, y'all are backwards mofos and we got it goin' on a lot more than you bean heads)

that kind of alien ?? -- uh, yeah

love (yes, it is a question worth asking because some people believe in UFO's who DON"T think too highly of "love" ?? -- uh, yeah

the Bible is the literal word of God . . . sorry, no

sooo, I believe in creatures who fly space ships, past lives, the healing power of LOVE

and Unicorns, too

but I think a bunch of people who maybe knew no more than anyone else wrote the "first draft" and then a bunch of bureaucrats under the "watchful eye" of the King of the time

re-wrote it and continue to tweek it as THEY see fit

sooooooo . . . there you go 

why do psychics do "what they do" ??

why do some of us (not all) look so hard into the dark, trying to understand what's there ??

life is a mystery -- some of us are willing to walk outside with just a flashlight and look around

that is what we do . . . look around in the dark, with only a small light

because we want to know what's there

and most people are afraid to go there -- we're not

we can't see everything and of course some things are plain as day when the Sun shines; but there are still things that are hidden

that you can't see when the Sun is high in the sky

and even though we don't "see them", they still exist

maybe the porcupine is digging up the garden after you're asleep

but he doesn't want to be found

because he likes digging in your garden

this is truly what we do

hunt for porcupines

truth

I have seen quite a few posts this morning about George Michael entering rehab and see the crass comments typical of "the internet"

this happened with Amy Winehouse, Whitney Houston and many others . . . so quick to tear down and "feel superior"

and forget what transcendent talents they were / are

I choose to think of George as the beautiful man he is, with such a magnificent voice . . . a gift to many

so tragic that small-minded people feel compelled to tear down artists who may not be as "perfect" as THEY ARE

the world of an "artist" is a tough world in which to live -- my best wishes are with him as he moves forward

but -- talent like this is rare; why is it so easy to forget ??

I have a conversation pretty much every day with a woman somewhere in the world who has been "taught" to turn her power meter down

and, as a result, has forgotten exactly how to turn it back "up"

of course, this is by design and I think "men" are the ones doing the designing

ultimately, for men and women both it comes down to finding something within themselves they can "fall in love" with

until they see themselves as "worthy", nothing will go as planned

nothing

because the seeds of "undoing" are already planted deep within the subconscious

how to change this?

I always believe it comes down to "root cause" and my "methods" for finding that root cause include looking at "who" planted the seed(s) in the first place

and examining, literally, if what they said "was the truth"

if not -- then why did they say it?

through this process, one can begin connecting the dots and if your self-esteem is grounded in an attitude "given to you" that truly has nothing to do with YOU

and everything to do with THE GIVER

then it is possible to make a conscious evaluation and say "maybe this way of seeing myself isn't TRUE"

and, if not, then I am beating myself up for nothing, basically

we can regain our power but, first, we must regain our love for ourself