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The Best Advice I Think I Can Give.

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I am probably not the best person to give advice to any one else. I’m not particularly insightful or wise. Yet I do have one thing that I live by and have for a long time. It serves me well in life and so I’ll pass it on. That one thing is make it a point to do something silly everyday. Something you wouldn’t normally do. Step outside of your box and let loose. Put yourself out there.

The comfort zone as they call it is an illusion. Once you resign yourself to it you’re finished. Physically, mentally, spiritually. Once you break free don’t look back. It’s only going to be scary until you laugh. Once you can laugh at yourself the rest is all smooth sailing.

A few weeks ago I decided to be silly for the day. I made a tin foil hat and wore it the entire day. To the grocery store, and to Starbucks.  Walking down the street. All while keeping my shades on to observe other people. It was interesting to watch people interact and act as if nothing were unusual. There were a few laughs and I acknowledged them with a friendly wave. One guy driving down the street yelled out, “The Martians are coming”, to which I gave him a thumbs up. So, for fifty cents worth of foil I had priceless entertainment for the day.

So go ahead and take that dive, it’s well worth the effort.

Ruminations on Love

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I’ve always been fascinated with the way our brains work and with human interaction. I find love in particular to be something difficult to understand. What is it, how does it work, where does it originate, and why does it occur at all? How can it be that as intelligent human beings, this is the one emotion that we are seemingly unable to control?

The dictionary definition of love is, ‘A feeling of strong or constant affection for a person’, which in itself is contradictory at best. The reason I say this is because the dictionary definition of affection is, ‘a gentle feeling of fondness or liking’. I’m fond of a big fluffy towel. I like ice cream. I have gentle feelings about a lot of things. I don’t equate any of those things to love.  I also take issue with the ‘strong or constant’ aspect of the definition. Shouldn’t love be strong and constant? Shouldn’t it be passionate, torrid, and sultry? My own personal definition would have to be, that certain something that consumes your thoughts, your feelings, your fears and desires. That thing that makes you want to rise to any occasion. That uncontrollable feeling that permeates right into your very being defying logic.

While I love science and all that it has brought to mankind I don’t believe science has solved this question either. There have been many a study and much research on the subject of love. Experiments have been conducted and data collected and crunched. Their conclusions are that love is a biological set of responses resulting in the rise of cortisol levels and the opening of dopamine pathways, etc.. The question for me is what causes those pathways to open and levels to rise? We are not attracted to every single person we meet. Think of how many people you interact with on a daily basis and there is no romantic thoughts or attraction. They are simply another person. Yet out of all the people on the planet and without intention you can meet someone and as you look in to their eyes, or when they utter their first words you are smitten. Your heart skips a beat and your pulse races. You’re intrigued and then those biological responses take over. But what is it that initiates those feelings? Why that particular person out of so many others? Of course we can assume physical attraction plays a part. However I think I’d classify that under lust more than love.

While it will take someone far more intelligent than I am to solve the riddle of how love occurs there are a few things I can say with absolute certainty. If you are lucky enough to find love or it finds you, cherish it. Nurture and grow it. Relish and revel in it. Let that special person know daily that they have given you a gift by including you in their life. Give that person the respect and honor they deserve.

That Night in Roswell

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Being a desert dweller is quite an awesome and unique experience once you fully embrace it. To be camped out in the arid late night air with the sound of coyote howls off in the distance makes you feel so connected to nature. The silence can be deafening and the absolute solitude and loss of mankind makes your brain go to other plains of existence. Looking at the mountains in their splendor, standing tall and imposing as they have for the ages and humbling you with magnificence. In some ways it is almost an out of body experience.

I am by nature a very curious person. I can’t help it. It is almost an infliction. So as I had always had the curiosity of seeing Roswell, New Mexico, a few years back I had the opportunity. I can tell you now that the town itself is very nice. Clean and well kept. The people are friendly enough. However my quest was for the aliens. I wanted to see aliens, evidence, something. In that I was sorely disappointed. There were a myriad of tourist shops selling plastic trinkets and bumper stickers. Everything in the town is geared toward aliens. But no actual aliens.

Being less than impressed I decided to spend the night and chalk this one up as a lesson well learned. I checked into a small motel and upon arrival asked the management where a good small local restaurant would be, and a quiet little neighbor bar. Turns out both were in one just around the corner. As I went in I would suppose here were a half dozen locals and everyone seemed pretty jovial. I ordered a taco plate and a beer and settled in. It wasn’t long before a few of the locals and I began a conversation and the beer was flowing. As I listened politely and responded to their questions I kept pondering the whole trip up to this point.

Naturally the discussion eventually led to the supposed alien landing back in the 1940s and everyone had a different opinion. Some thought it was real, some thought it was a trick to drum up tourist business, some thought in their words it was a bunch of hooey. The barkeep asked what I thought. As I drained the last of that beer I leaned forward and said, “We’re already here.” She looked just a bit nervous and told the rest of the crowd what I had said. One fella at the end of the bar asked what I had meant. I told him we are the aliens. Everything in and on earth came from out there. Every rock, every breath of air, water, everything living thing came from out there.

They appeared to be digesting what I had just said. A couple looked at me as though I had lost my mind. It was in a collective moment that they seemed to relish they idea. One guy said he could buy that and proudly proclaimed, “Hell yeah, we’re all aliens.” At that point the bar went in to a kind of collective fiesta at the prospect we are aliens. With that the barkeep suggested another beer for all. Of course I couldn’t turn down the hospitality, that would not have been right. The rest of the evening was devoted to a hearty discussion of everything from the evolution of the universe to wondering if there was a possibility of life elsewhere. Before we knew it closing time arrived and we all bid our farewells with hand shakes and hugs.

The next day as I came back I was lost in the thought of all people in the bar. Of their opinions and the things they said. Roswell it turns out wasn’t a bust after all. I had a great dinner. Shared some drinks. Best of all I hung out with fellow aliens. I kind of felt like Captain Kirk for a moment.

Politics, humor, and other musings.

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    This is the beginning of a quest I have had in mind for quite awhile. A friend I met recently finally gave me that much needed push to actually begin, and I thank her for that. As part of my introduction I would just like to say that I am not a judgmental person. Every one is entitled to live their life and pursue happiness as they see fit as long as they aren’t harming others. I am a very liberal person and I have my set values and beliefs. However that does not mean that I don’t want to hear the values, beliefs and thoughts of others.

Having said that, as the title says I enjoy politics, I really enjoy humor, and I tend to ramble on about whatever comes to mind. With politics I am so far left it is a wonder I don’t fall over. I believe we are at a tipping point the world over and it is our duty, our time to stand up and be counted. I believe what is needed is for the intelligent, compassionate, beautiful people to unite and bring this world in to a new era of enlightenment where everyone can live life to the fullest. As for humor, well that can be just about anything. I don’t enjoy humor at someone else’s expense. Other than that the field is wide open. Laughter is one of the best things in life and should be enjoyed frequently and without abandon. My musings can be just about anything from the depths of the universe to wondering why your eyebrows grow faster the older you get. (They really do!)

With that I would just like to say thank you for stopping by. If you would like to leave a comment or interact that would be great. Only stipulation is that all comments or interactions be civilized. Thank you and have a great day.