Why is "do not litter" such a redundant phrase? We’ve been reminded since the 70's “give a hoot, don’t pollute” yet strewn along the roads are the disposable drink cups and chip bags people tossed carelessly away.
Is there a code of coolness where it’s unhip to be seen carrying an empty fast food cup? Wouldn’t it be cooler to carry your personal cup upon your belt instead of depending on the store to supply you with a new cup each time you go there?
If you want to live in a disposable world, then you better learn to dispose of your refuse in a responsible way. Recycle that paper wrapper, the plastic container, the glass jar. If you don’t want to take the time to organize a recycling box and a day to drop it off at the depot, then you better start carrying a personal lightweight soon to be popular “Karry Kup”! With the matching “Eat n’ Go” set consisting of the patented “Spork” and a lightweight durable bowl. That means you have to accessorize your outings with a pack or handbag to store your eating utensils. Get used to that cup hanging from your belt or fanny pack. Since you don’t want to recycle, you have to get the equipment and ingredients to make foods like yogurt, ice cream, cheese, butter, bread and cookies. Of course you also need containers to carry all that bulk food from the store:

• Spaghetti box
• meat box
• bread bag (non-disposable)

Food outlets can help by selling packaging made out of natural unbleached material that decomposes quickly in backyard compost.

I feel weird. I’m trying to write down what goes through my head. I feel (blank) for missing the moon eclipse. I was dozing when it started, on my way to bed, I suddenly remembered about it and caught the last dark morsel disappearing.

Shouldn’t I have been concentrating, stirring up energy? If only Great Goddess could come and encourage me. Others would see it as pushing or bossing. I need to do magic but I’m alone.

He’s really annoying.

He bugs the hell out of me.

He’s just like me.

The goal: to be employed using my artistic skills and ideas.

Jobs that require a high level of artistic skill: illustrator, graphic design, movie special effects

Self employment: custom airbrushing
Art print sales
Original art sales

I need assistance to procure a studio

Another goal: to construct a community art studio where members pay a monthly or yearly, depending on their media and/or income.
The grant would help secure the building and provide guidance through the beginning stages.

I’m trying to find an ultimate career goal and want to try many different projects in various mediums.
There’s costume making which entails sewing . . . I’ve done molding (mask, prosthetic ears, paper mache horns).
Animal constumes: become your totem animal at ceremonies or festivals.

Airbrush shirts, murals, vans and motorcycles.

Tattoos, eventually.

Illustrations.

One of a kind customized airbrush clothing:
How much? From most expensive down:

$20 to $80 for custom freehand from your own photo.
$20 to $50 for custom color and background of your choice with my repertoire of stencils that I designed.
$10 to $40 for shirts already painted.
Prices under $20 apply to children’s wear. Most adult shirts start at $25.

I need a color catalogue of all my stencils to show variation of color choices - I have to airbrush each and every stencil on sample shirts. I need lots of identical shirts. Or square cloths.
Some designs have more variations, so those would be grouped on one page of the catalogue peace sign - pentagrams - marijuana - combinations of various symbols
green wolf - spotted unicorn - metallic puma - rainbow eagle - animals with Celtic patterns

The path of Odin is to seek to understand the deepest cosmic mysteries into a communicable form to be expressed in the world at large.

Thank You, Great Spirit, for reinforcing what I’ve always known to be my path. I get stronger with each reminders.

wind is Spirit
word on the wind
to speak is to breathe
to breathe is to live
to live is to love
to love is to breathe
word on the wind
spirit is love

Knight of swords
crossed by a magician
used to be a page of swords
will become the ace of swords
he wants to be a page of cups
what he has are two pentacles, one in each hand
he deals with the world by crying over two spilled cups, forgetting that he has three more behind him.
The world around him revolves unpredictably like a wheel of fortune
he’s afraid of being all alone, but sometimes hopes he becomes a hermit
the outcome is of bondage and dependence.

That’s what happens when you don’t “play with a full deck”.

ten pentacles
crossed by the Sun
used to have an ace of wands
will become the ace of pentacles
he wants to share his six cups
what is has for now is the Empress
he deals with the world by jumping off his tower
the world around him seems to judge him
he’s afraid of being knowledgeable but maybe he’ll hope to lead people to know also
the outcome is of Temperance

That reading is softer than the first one, which is sharp.

I try to write, no, think of stuff to write and it sounds so whiny. Why am I upset? A boss that personifies everything I hate in suiciety that makes it so I have no time for going to my studio to work on chrismas stuff.
Why do I have to work for someone that is the personification of the Death Kultur and the suiciety it supports? I get handed these nasty jokes from the Great Unknown (some people have to give it a name, mostly God)
It’s that man-in-a-suit-and-tie-that’s-part-of-the-Machine bullshit.

The Machine was part of the Romans then the industrial revolution took over
• which the Luddites, along with Mr. Ludd, tried to prevent
• standard schools were conceived in order to “train” humans from childhood
• “kindergarten”,
• the 9 to 5 standard of work, of “employing” entire populations on lowest possible wages (the bottom line)
• to mass-produce useless items bound for exportation to be sold with the highest possible markup (the bottom line).

I saw three vultures flying overhead and they were calling to each other. Their cries sounded like a cross between raven, goose and hawk. That’s probably my mind making up its version of what it thinks a vulture sounds like. If it even makes any sounds.

Make friendship sculptures. Two halves that also look good separate, one may buy a set to give a half to someone special. They reminded me of a perfume bottle I used to have with two little white birds on the stopper.

There’s the need to describe or share the knowledge of the mystics which is what I think is true art. Then there’s the need to construct and improve one’s physical surroundings which are what I think is true craft.
So if you become adept at any particular craft, be it sewing, construction or cooking, one might mix the spiritual leaning of the arts with the chosen craft.
You end up with inspired work like the intricate architecture of Gothic cathedrals, resplendent attire suitable for priestesses and gourmet culinary delights of utmost nutrition.

If God created all that lives on the Earth, then why did He make the Tree of Knowledge bearing “forbidden fruit”?
The fruit expands the mind and brings total understanding of the universe therefore making one responsible for one’s actions. Once one understands, one is not under God’s authority anymore. One knows the order of things and is held accountable for one’s every actions. God cannot forgive one for one’s sins because one knew what one was doing.
One knows what’s right and wrong.
There are some souls that cannot handle the understanding because they are greedy and when they are able to See, cause destructive events to their own ends.
That’s why God got invented in our image; to be sort of a super spirit police.
Culture change: unanimous agreement of new (old) values and principles better suited for the present population. Everybody, don’t forget that what is touted as “new”, such as “new age” is quite ancient.
The understanding that we are intristically interconnected with all life forms on Earth is what the mystics have always known.
We each have a responsibility towards a transformation of our society.
Philosophysics, that’s where we’re headed as a society. People will realize that they can “think” into the material world or the ethereal. That they can make the sub-atomics vibrate differently so as to effect a transformation of the object of their attention. Isn’t that what the alchemists of the middle ages tried to do? A lot of them, in my opinion, were probably too greedy and self centered to be successful with their quest. And the ones that did succeed were not greedy like the other guys so they were not known and preferred not to reveal themselves; that’s why they succeeded, by being real to themselves and their motives. They wanted to achieve high spiritual consciousness and as a side dish their “lead” turned into “gold”.

I feel like committing myself to a loony bin. It’d be kind of nice to be in a room and have nothing to do but paint and draw. And write.
But am I crazy? A suit and tie would call me a quitter or lazy because I don’t want to work a shitty minimum wage job, give up my creative time so some scum suck can get rich and I end up going goony goon because of remaining poor, no matter how hard I work.

I wanted to make my own judgement about “reality” before I read too many well known philosophical books; I wanted to invent my own version, maybe a part of my ego wanted to come up with something new that no one else invented but, to my ego’s dismay and my soul’s joy, I’ve thought exactly what others were thinking.
I can almost see the web-like connection between consciousnesses of people who’ve never met and might never meet.
That’s why the alphabet and writing got invented; that’s the answer to the question, “how do people who’ll never meet communicate? How does an ancestor communicate an idea to a descendant?”. That’s why tribal stories were told, they were handed down generation to generation (gene-ration): we each have a “ration” of the “gene” pool . . .

I found out today that Sartre was about being true to yourself, not denying responsibility by depending on God to forgive you for assorted horrible sins. I might have gotten along with him quite well but then again, I might have gotten disgusted with him too and called him a pompous over-enlightened man like some blinded ones I’ve met in this present day and age. Then again Sartre was a university professor and wrote many books instead of being a flacky freak on welfare.
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