A fair warning.

"They who would give up an essential liberty for temporary security, deserve neither liberty or security."

- Benjamin Franklin

A little piece of heaven.

I was soaking in what I believed to be a picture of heaven, pretty stereotypical walls, stones, statues, all made up with white stones. But then I thought to myself that this can't be heaven. But then I doubted myself and wondered maybe it is. But then I doubted even that.

I glanced at a brick that was a piece of a short wall that came up to my knee. The brick stuck out like a soar thumb with it's obvious discolor, very much how like they do in video games when they want you to notice something. So I get a hammer from my tool belt and start hitting the hard and brittle stone brick. But I found that sorta nudging it with the sharp side made the brick crumble like a moist gingerbread man.

I'm stabbing the moist brick within a vat of 4-5 ceramic pots, each about 20 inches in diameter. The moistness that I was mushing together was apparently moldy organic matter that's been extremely well decomposed. It was so pristine though that it still held its previous form which was that of a sea coral with organic stems with little bulbs at the end. But as I mixed and mushed through the pots everything lost its form and was very easy to mash everything together with the consistency close to that of mushy beans, the kind you get at Tex-Mex restaurants.

I fluffed up the mashed matter as I pretend to comb through tall reeds of grass within a mid-size nature-scenic pool of water. I comb upward to make it look like Don King's hair. A seal comes out of the small pool of water while roughly following my footsteps as I walk around the pool. Every once in a while the seal poked its snout into the wooden plank wedges where we stand. It looks like it hurt. But he kept doing it. Perhaps he's looking for food? For some reason I mimic what he does and stick my snout between two planks of wood too, but only in my imagination as I merely go through the motions of doing it.

The seal almost drags his body past me when a shark jumps out of the water and wraps his jaws around the seal's lower body. But the shark never bites. Again the shark jumps out and catches the seal within its jaws. The shark doesn't know what to do after catching the seal, so it lets it go, all because the shark was hand-raised and is too domesticated.

I lie there in my bed studying the ceiling and staring beyond for what must've been one to two hours. Dreams like this make me thrilled to be alive.

Beware: Dog may look nice, but it is trained to kill!!

I'm seeing a near carbon-copy of our idiotic American president, the American Idiot, W. Bush. His name is Mike Huckabee.

If Republicans nominate his way, we're in for another sinister group that is corrupt, arrogant, catastrophically righteous. Listen, poke, prod, and discover, but don't look. It's another Wolf in Sheep's clothing.

Heaven forbid there be a copy of Dick Cheney.

I'm with stupid.

I think people who watch, dress-up, or behave like Borat in any way are stupid.
I can't think of any other explanation. It is stupid. Borat-loving people are stupid. Borat is way stupid. And this post is stupid.

America, the new face of fascism.

Yes. The title is true. Look up "fascism" at Dictionary.com, and try to tell yourself that the U.S. is not becoming an emerging fascist powerhouse. Try it. It's hard.

Chicago is way too fucking cold. Can't live there. Great place to visit. But not nearly enough warm days with sky-high costs to live there. I'd rather live in the desert somewhere. Oh wait. I love the desert.

It turned out my chiropractor had sold himself out to the medical insurance providers who contractually obligate their busy bees into doing patch-up work rather than curing from the bottom up and solving the root of the problem. So I fired him. I quit. Now I see a masseuse, albeit at a corporate rate.

Finally, for my rant, I am disgusted at Oprah for using her celebrity status to bolster the Obama campaign for presidency. Well, then again, nothing's new. There will always be celebrities speaking out in support for a Democrat. And dumb, lazy, ignorant, indifferent Americans will follow like sheep down the valley, but more like lemmings over the cliff. Oh, and Chipotle sucks. Don't eat there at all cost.

December 16th.

The Boston Tea Party eventually proved to be one of the many catalysts which led to the American Revolutionary War. At the very least, the Boston Tea Party and the reaction that followed served to rally support for revolutionaries in the thirteen colonies who were eventually successful in their fight for independence.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boston_Tea_Party

So December 16, 2007 is Boston Tea Party day. The day Ron Paul supporters will give their most generous gift to support Ron Paul on his uphill climb towards presidency. People say good things take time and that most don't know a good thing when they see it. And oh how true it is. It is so much easier to go with the flow than it is to resist it.