Not-Not on Facebook

Our dude is not so lame as to have an account on Dork Suckerberg’s brain rot algorithm.

Though our dude is absent from holding an account, his likeness still penetrates.

Follow the proceeding link. . . if it still works!

https://m.facebook.com/reel/1099681265489893/?referral_source=external_deeplink

Jail World

     In a society plagued with the illusion of safe spaces and security, schools are becoming more like jails.

     The control of the superintendent and warden are much the same.  Students who express independent thought not aligned with the political agenda of the “educational” institution are treated much the same as inmates who insight and inspire better treatment.

     What impact does “educating” so many future humans with the Jail mindset have on our humanity?

     Some sorry countries in the developed world jail their natural-born citizens for expressing disagreement with policy or for providing independent thought not aligned with the prevailing political agenda.

     The War on Ignorance continues. . .

Un Real World

     If something does not exist on the internet, does it exist in real life?

     Can you connect with the real world without first consulting the internet?

     So many real world people connect with one another in the unreal world of the internet.  In the unreal world, there exist unreal presentations of existence.  This is not to say accurate, wise, and insightful content does not exist in the unreal world, such as this blog or associated channels; or that illusions do not exist in the real world.

     Unplug and unsubscribe to the unreal world and embrace reality!

     The unreal world is becoming more persuasive in its presentation of sensation.  The sophistication can lead the ignorant and influential to believe the lies.  As such, humanity loses its connection with itself, becoming less human and humane.

     The connections in the unreal world are controlled by the masters.  The connections of the real users are under the supervision of the unreal host masters.  These connections between users are analogous to connections between inmates, controlled by the warden.

Her Wish Come True

Our dude arrived at a vibrating drum circle.

To read the rest, request an invitation to his private blog.

Lost Friends

     We lose contact with our friends who find themselves with a respective girl- or boyfriend.

     We reach out and do not receive a response.

     We invite them out and they do not come.  Instead, they are with their new friend.

     I thought we were practicing being bridges of loving support.  We discussed our boundaries and expectations in the formation of this positive, healthy, expansive friendship.  I’m sorry our value is no longer valid.  Please forgive our distance.  I love you.  Thank you for the happy times.

Motivation of Value

     Validation of our existence should be a source of motivation for us to continue to publish in word and in video.

     Thank you for all your validation.

     My value is to be a loving support for you.  Firstly by the example I set by staying faithful to my positive, healthy, expansive values.  I hope to clearly, concisely, and coherently share my loving wisdom of existence.  Perhaps we will next need to establish an institution for the concentrated conference of our loving wisdom to youse.

Guilty Wet Women

     Our dude was existing at a vibrating drum circle.

     To read the rest, request an invitation to his private blog.

Polyester Stinks!

     We hate polyester - yes, HATE.

     We may hate that which was destined for the underworld.

     Instead of allowing the death of souls to reignite our world through the underworld, the souls have been resumed to serve the darkest desires of the masters.

     As always, a balance exists with the resumed use of dead souls.  There exists positive uses for the death of souls (ie. fossil fuels).  Many of our modern comforts are available to us by the use of petroleum.

     In balance, one particularly irritating use of petroleum is in the textile industry and the products of fabrics and clothing, specifically.

     Polyester is plastic, a petroleum derivative.

     If you wear polyester, you are wearing plastic!

     You might as well wear a plastic bag.

     Plastic, from the death of souls into polyester, does not allow the spirit of air to flow, suffocating.  The snare of death traps odors in the air.  The odors pile in deaths pocket most foul.  Polyester stinks and the dude hates it!

     Life is for the Living!

     Natural, near living fibers of cotton, wool, and linen are much more spirit friendly.  Odors in the air of natural fibers are not kept as tightly as by the grip of death fabric.

     The dude does his best to chill when searching for a wardrobe to fit his pure and holy values.  The dude hopes for a competition of masters to service the natural fiber style.  Plastic polyester trash simply will not do!

Free the Bee!

     A bee, trapped by the force field of a window between our dude and a couple highschool girls, would eventually exhaust itself to death like the other bee carcasses on the sill.  Our dude took action by bringing his gentle, peaceful, generous, kind and faithful self to the presence of the distressed bee.

     The bee flew onto his finger instead of the cup or lid and began to walk up along the dude’s hand and forearm.  He said, “All right dude!  You want to come with me!”  He lost sight of the bee as he watched where he was going to exit.  When outside, he asked some guy, “Is there a bee on me.”  No bee.  

     When he came back inside, he asked one of the girls on her way to the bathroom, “Excuse me, did you happen to notice if the bee was able to leave with me?”

     She said, “I think I saw it fly away.”

     Dude loves chillin’

Will the With

     To have connection takes some amount of willing willpower.  One must cross the first letter, ‘l’ (el), and seat the second.

Truth

     We need to live true to our word.  Our word is our light.  Our light is our love.  Our love is our life.  Our life is to live.

     I need to live true to my word.  My word is my light.  My light is my love.  My love is my life.  My life is to live.

     You need to live true to your word.  Your word is your light.  Your light is your love.  Your love is your life.  Your life is to live.

Outsider

     Feeling like an outsider - we are true to our inner light.  

     Light has in its nature, polarization, a pole perpendicular to its direction of travel.  If light is highly polarized, the light has many poles perpendicular to its direction of travel.

     The identity of polarization is a direction defined by an electromagnetic energy or sometimes, rotational energy.  

     Specific materials, such as water, possess a characteristic of polarization if they express a dipole in their molecular configuration.  Some materials do not have a dipole and are considered nonpolar.  The interactions between polar and nonpolar can vary quite substantially depending upon their properties at the time.  For example, nonpolar fat molecules play a vital role in defining the barrier of a polar aqueous environment and the inner living being in its polar aqueous environment.

     Unfortunately, the world is dominated by darkness.  Thankfully inner light persists in some fortunate souls.

     Our dude exists as a bright shining light of loving wisdom.  As such, he butts heads and crosses arms with those existing in the dim, dull darkness of hateful ignorance.  In his brightness, he moves forward in many poles perpendicular to travel.  For the dull, the many degrees of direction are removed from their perception and; therefore, miss and dismiss a great deal of loving wisdom.  The dim are like the nonpolar fat, coagulating pitifully together in coldness and angrily conspiring to remove any semblance of polarity in heat.  

     Just as the nonpolar fats of darkness play a vital role in living beings, perhaps some balance exists between light and darkness.  

     Might there be some wisdom in ignorance?  Perhaps only for survival in this dark world.