Election Ennui

In a perfect world media coverage of the 2016 United States of America’s Presidential Election should have ceased on October 7th around 6PM EST with the exception of short 30 second non-partisan ads featuring inspirational reasons and reminders to vote.

The Nail in the Coffin

I could not even muster the energy to watch last night’s debate.  I am sure it was a friggin’ train wreck.  It is a shame that Jill Stein and Gary Johnson were not allowed to participate once again

I want to give you some free advice.  Going forward it will be better for your mental well-being if you ignore it.  Tune it out!  I can already feel my anxiety levels decreasing and it has been all of three days.

The constant mental bombardment we subject ourselves to in an election year in this country is completely unnecessary and likely extremely harmful to our overall well being as individuals and as a society.

Who I Am Voting For

In case you were curious.

 

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A New Direction

I listened to a podcast today.  It gave me a fabulous idea.

Long story short, I will be taking my sweet time from here on out.

Quality over quantity is the new name of the game.

I realize I have not posted all that regularly, and a large part of that was fear of coming with the bullshit.

I have ascended to another level of consciousness and that fear has evaporated.

My next post may be tomorrow.  It may be in two months.  But it will be worth the wait.

Love, peace, and chicken grease.

Sunday, Funday, Punday?

I have a confession to make…

I am perfectly content sitting around in my quitters listening to podcasts solo dolo.

As I age the urge to get out there and get after it on my weekends continues to gradually ebb.

Now if you’ll excuse me, this IPA won’t drink itself.

A Return…Of Sorts

I am taking a hiatus from social media until after the 2016 Presidential election in the United States of Amerikka.

I have zero interest in being shamed for my refusal to continue to prop up a political machine designed for the singular purpose of maintaining the current status quo.

For those that are unfamiliar with the current status quo let me break it down for you.

We exist to feed the wealth and power generating machines that are the boards of directors and shareholders of the mega-national corporations.

Sure they throw us a bone every now and then to keep us in line when they are not rolling out ever newer and greater distractions to accomplish the same goal.

They keep us divided by promoting imaginary differences.

I have it a little bit better than you because of my lack of melanin and an extra chromosome.

Buy into the scheme and you might advance a level or two before you pass on to whatever comes next.  If you are really smart you might be able to use the Warp Whistles of athletic achievement, good looks, or technological genius to skip several levels.  But you are still a piece of shit as far as they are concerned.

Me?  I am getting closer and closer to just opting out of everything and having my friends and relatives look at me crazy for not using credit cards and maybe retiring to a remote permaculture farm.

My lifespan is too short at this point to worry about more than making sure my wife and kids are provided reasonably happy and healthy.

If I can accomplish those monumental tasks I will at least be able to die in a long, long time feeling reasonably satisfied with how I got by.

Hopefully I will be back tomorrow.

The Struggle

There have not been many pints lately.

The protests have been internal.

Bicycle commuting is 98% fabulous.

My offspring are trying to unhinge my mental faculties.

Daily Christmas holiday activities are surprisingly enjoyable and comforting.

World.  Of.  Warcraft.

Increased coffee guzzles.

Hopespair (Hope AND Despair).

Fiction and Non-Fiction.

The Greatest Commandment (Karma) is hard to follow when there are so many fucking stupid people who only give a shit about themselves all over the damned planet.

The Force Awakens next week.

Find Your Niche – That’s What We’re Taught

What is your true calling?  Your vocation?  What were you born to do?

The answer to that question changes on an almost daily basis for me.

Some days I would say I was placed on this Earth to be a Father for my children and husband to my wife.

Other days I would make a compelling argument that I was born to put words to paper via keyboard or pen.  It would not be a lie to say that I could die happy knowing my words made a real difference in one person’s life.

Occasionally I would answer that my purpose in life is to brew delicious beer for the sake of the craft alone.

It troubles me from time to time that I do not have a static answer to this question.  Maybe I still have not discovered my purpose yet.

I know that at the end of the day it is important to me that at the very least I live a full and deliberate life, a good and moral life.

I suppose I’ll just keep searching.  It would not bother me one bit if at the end of it all my epitaph read:

Father, Husband, Son, Brother, Friend, and Truthseeker.  I feel like St. Peter or the Guardians of the Watchtowers would approve of such a life.

In the meantime I will keep searching and living the best I can.  It wouldn’t feel right to do any less.

Shout out to Eligh because the title of this post is a paraphrase of one of his lyrics.

It’s Been Awhile

I have not blogged since October 16th, 2015.  The only thing that I wrote between then and now was an intervention letter for a close friend.

Life was kinda heavy this week.  Everyone goes through it, though.  I’m sure some folk would call it 1st World Problems.  That’s where I live.  I won’t apologize for it.  To do so would demean my ancestors whose footsteps made it possible.

This afternoon I wish to reflect on our GODS.  I was raised in the Jesuit Roman Catholic tradition.  I am no longer religious, but I am still seeking the truth when it comes to the Divine.  I would say that I strive to live the “Do Unto Others” tradition.  I can’t really argue with treating others how I would wish to be treated.  I realize that concept is not unique to Catholicism or Christianity, but it’s what I know.

The GODS I write of are money, career, lust, consumption, knowledge…whatever gets in the way of LOVE.

Modern life has become so complicated for the worse.  I check shit on my phone dozens of times per day compulsively.  I spend the majority of my day working.  I self-medicate.  I recognize all of these symptoms yet when push comes to shove most times I just can’t help myself.

At times I find myself wishing something would come and wipe it all out.  Then humanity could take it back to the essence.

My fantasy utopia harkens back to tribal living in many ways.  I would be perfectly content growing and hunting my own food.  I don’t need electricity.  Music can be enjoyed acoustically.  Beer has been brewed since the dawn of time.  Sport does not need Nike or ESPN.  I know I would miss the scratch of the Technics and Sportcenter round the clock, but something’s got to give.

Sorry for the rambling.  It’s kind of what I do.  I just feel strongly that we’re all kind of looking for something more right now.  Or at least something different.

The fact that I continue to seek the truth gives me hope at the end of the day.  Wish me luck checking myself, living deliberately, and loving unconditionally.

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