Mood:  irritated

Isn't it time the human race abandoned such outdated and imprecise definitions?  Generalized descriptors such as race aren't useful and seem to be a residue of a natural anthropological xenophobia.  Racial mixing has been commonplace for thousands of generations.   We all share a common genetic ancestry.  Perhaps, instead of race, we should use cultural ancestry.  It would be much more useful, interesting, and informative.  For example; I'd rather be described as pensylvania dutch, says a lot more than caucasian.  From it you don't get a poorly defined group of physical descriptions or racially prejudiced attitudes, in contrast it gives a rich amount of background information.

In short, our racial background is what makes us the same, it's the cultural background that makes us different.  There's only one race, the human race, rich with cultural diversity.

Mood:  sad

I had a vision some years ago that all this 2012 paranoia has brought to the forefront. I dreamt the world going dark and seeing the aurora. I've come to the conclusion that an important CME is imminent. Check it for yourself NASA has already published papers on this possiblity. The Maya whose calendar has an 11 year cycle that tracks solar activity, comes to a complete cyclic end, or beginning in 2012.
While an extreme electromagnetic storm will wreak havoc, it won't directly kill us. It'll knock organized society on it's ass though. The survival of the human race may depend on people's ability to work together in small communities to rebuild. If chaos and anarchy emerges many deaths will follow. This has me particularly concerned for the USA, too many guns, too little social cohesion.
I suspect that there are those who already know this is coming and that the economic crisis we've seen is in part a result of this knowledge. There are a few confirmation signs to watch for. One for sure, Pres. Obama will bring home the troops in 2012. A rash of UFO's will be seen (our interstellar voyeurs will know this is coming and want to prepare their monitoring equipment). Finally I see no upturn to the economic crisis, money flows downhill. Those at the top have been informed and will be moving their money into solid assets.
Prepare yourself. Learn how to be selfsustainable. If you can move to a small town in an isolated area, it's a good time to do so. Keep a month's emergency rations safely stashed. Make faraday cages for the technology you wish to preserve, and ground your car when you leave it parked. If you live in the city, have an escape plan. You can always return when things start to improve.
I'm no nutcase, I've watched this world teetering on the brink of man made disaster since I was born during the Bay of Pigs invasion. Never have I had such a sensation of impending doom, even when it looked like the earth would end in a nuclear nightmare.
In any case the preparations don't necessarily need to be expensive, and learning to filter water or plant tomatoes or even dig a latreen is a good thing even if the world doesn't come to an end.

Good Luck to you all and God Bless!

I've never been one of those persons who lives by the clock.  My sleep pattern is highly irregular.  One could say I dislike sleep, I'm not keen on losing consciousness, and I never know how I'm gonna feel when I wake up.  The only thing I enjoy about sleep are the dreams, the ones I can remember when I wake, and more so those where I wake while I'm still asleep.   The waking dreams are very infrequent, and usually my conscious control over them is limited.  In fact trying to control them is usually what wakes me up.  Recently, I regained consciousness while dreaming and was frightend to find that I couldn't see, hear, or feel anything.  At first I found myself thinking, why can't I ever wake up in a wet dream!?  I was just about to try to wake myself when I heard a voice.  It said, we are the transdimensional beings.  This scared me a little, not all of my dreaming experiences have been enjoyable, and this one was starting out unique in it's strangeness.  After a tense pause I finally said, show yourself.  It responded - no, you aren't ready for that yet.  I thought about that for a few seconds and decided I definitely didn't like the sound of it.  The strange thing was I was really starting to get scared and couldn't get myself to wake up.  So I asked of it, what do you want from me?  It said, I've come to set you free.   Fear boiling over into panic I was thinking, free, free from what?  only it must've heard me or something because it said, I've come to set you free from whatever you want, or don't want.  I felt the need to think carefully what to say next, finally in an attempt to get past this and wake up I decided I'd ask the impossible, I want to be free of death.  Everything that is physical has a beginning and an end, not even the universe is free of this cycle.  I cannot help you with this, yet I'll do something better.  I will free you from your fear of death, if you so desire.  I suppose I should've thought about it, but I blurted out, YES, please free me of my fear of death.  After a moment the voice began.

When the universe was young an extraordinary race of beings evolved quickly through all the stages of physical, social, spiritual, and intellectual evolution.   They evolved to the point where they no longer had any need of their physical shell.  At first they wandered among the stars participating in the physical according to the dictates of their own perfected essence.   With the passing of time, some of them began to notice the lack of something, something they left behind.  They had evolved in persuit of perfection never realizing that that noble persuit might require a sacrifice too great.  Without their bodies they could travel anywhere influencing change on the physical plane, still, everything they could do was directly conditioned by the perfection in the structure of their perceptions.  They knew nothing of doubt, there was no such thing.  Yet the emotions that made the devolpment possible were still present in these incorporate beings.  While for most their exsistence was one of grace, purpose, and utter satisfaction, for some the old vices of fear, indifference, and frustration were slowly beginning to reappear.  The greatest among them gathered in comunion to see what could be done.  After a breif time they came to a conclusion, for some, learning is the central purpose to exsistence, regardless of their evolved state.  Perfection was a hollow exsistence to them.  To give them purpose they were given the power to become incarnate during the breif periods that encarnate beings live.  To learn and grow while never losing the perfection of their true essence, just temporarily unaware.  Experiencing growth and the joy of discovery just as their ancient ancestors did.  And so they exsist, from life to life, perfect in their quest for never ending growth and learning.
This is the story of the transdimensional beings...

Startled by the sudden end to the story, I realized my fear of death remained unabated.  I asked - What does all this have to do with my fear of death?!  The voice responded - WE are the transdimensional beings.  

Next thing I know I'm in my bed, the sun is shining, and I feel great. 

With this blog I plan to share the things I would share with everyone if I could.  Some of the things I think about could be useful to others, some not.  I hope to avoid insulting anyone, even by accident or omission, but should something here offend try to keep in mind that it is not my intention and I appologize beforehand.
I've always been searching for the answer to life's questions.   I've found a great many answers and yet, enough to know that the questions are just as important and revealing as the answers.  The main focus of my philosophical quest is the understanding of perception - how and why it works.  In my mind the universe is perfect and the purpose of change is to effect perfection.  Hopefully before my time runs out I'll get to see a little more of that perfect universe I know exsists.
So stick around, I'm sure I can get you to think.