Wednesday, May 4, 2016

Loving For the Sake Of Love

Wouldn’t it be nice if we loved everyone the way we love our children? We all give our children unconditional love; it is natural to do so. Why can’t we give our mates, our siblings, our parents the same unconditional love? Why can’t we love everyone this way? Unconditional love means that you may not like what someone does, and you may not like them personally, but you love them anyway.

 If you don’t know what love truly is read what St. Paul has to say about love in 1 Corinthians 13. If everyone loved their spouse in this manner divorce would be rare because forgiveness would be natural. If everyone loved their parents and siblings in this manner there would never be split families because there would never be hurt feelings. If we loved everyone like this there would be no fighting or wars.

This is what I call loving for the sake of love. You love because that is all you can do because you are filled with love.

We all make mistakes, we all sin. We all do hurtful things, and we all say things we don’t really mean. We all do these things, but God still loves us.

We need to strive to be more like God and love everyone regardless of their short comings. The only way we can accomplish this is by shrinking our egos, and our feelings of self importance.

The best way to shrink the ego is to fill yourself with love. The best way to fill yourself with love is to learn how to love and accept yourself and your short comings.

Jesus said “Love God, love yourself, and love your neighbor.” This is very important, not only what he said, but the order in which he said it. To fill yourself with love you must first learn to love God, then you must learn how to love yourself. Only after you have accomplished the first two, will you be able to love others.

Try to find a few minutes each day to connect with God and to send Him your love. Sit quietly and fill yourself with love; you can do this by thinking about someone you truly love. This person can be Jesus, your spouse, your child, your pet, anyone that inspires love for you. Gently sing HU as your song of love to God. This highly charged spiritual word will help open your heart to receive God’s love. Over time you will fill your heart and yourself with love. You will love everyone simply for the sake of love. You will become a shining beacon of love showing others the way of love.

Saturday, April 30, 2016

The Importance Of Enemies

I am not Christian, However, I like to quote Jesus on occasion. "Love thy enemies" he said. Why? Especially in Jesus' time when barbarity, was high in popularity.

Let's face it, the reason someone is an enemy is because that person is an a-hole. But for some strange reason, that person thinks you are an a-hole, and that's why he treats you that way. I have had people decide not to like me that I had never spoken to.

Is it karma that brings two enemies together? Very possibly, but not for the reason you might think. The logical thought would be that the two souls are old enemies from a past life. The truth is that the two souls are extremely close, so close that one is willing to antagonize the other. In other words, one soul accepts his "role" in order to help his friend soul grow.

In life, friends, loved ones, teachers, clergy, all teach us the lessons we need to learn. But, it is the a-holes, demons, and even Satan, that check to see if you have passed the test. Your enemies are the ones that test your true meddle. They are as important to your overall spiritual growth as the teachers, and Saints.

In the grand view of God we are all one, and helping each other evolve up the spiritual scale.

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Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Bail Me Out...Please!

Will wonders never cease? It’s true, strange things happen every day. Reports today stated that the government has speculated that Bank of America would need to receive another 34 billion dollars in order to survive the economic uncertainties of the next few months. However Bank of America has stated that they are solid, and that they had a very good first quarter of this year. They are saying that they really don’t think they need any more bail out money.

My guess is that they saw the scrutiny that AIG went through after they received their last bail out, and don’t want any part of that and the death threats that all of their management people received after they decided to give that money out as bonuses. They simply don’t have the gumption, and I guess they really don’t need the money that badly.

I, on the other hand do have the gumption, and will be glad to under go the scrutiny involved. As long as the government is in a giving mood, I would like them to give me the money. Unlike AIG I would spend the money wisely. Here is how my press conference would go six months after I got my bail out.

“Sir, there are reports that after you received one billion dollars of the people’s money, that you have gone on a reckless spending spree, wasting much of the hard earned money of the American People.” “Nonsense” I would reply, “Let me account for my spending.” “After receiving the money I realized that in order for me to a fully actualized, healthy person I would need to be able to exercise regularly, so I ordered a full size basketball court, and an Olympic sized swimming pool to be installed. I also decided that to be fully actualized, I would need to be able to entertain guests in my home, so I ordered a walk in humidor filled with various Cuban, Dominican, and Honduran cigars, a walk in refrigerator filled with beers from around the world, and several cases of George Dickel No. 12 Tennessee whiskey, Crown Royal, and Dom Perrignon.

However when the construction people arrived they told me I didn’t have the space to do all of this, so I bought all of the houses on my block and had them torn down so I could have a four story 145 room mansion built. Of course I couldn’t possibly live in a house with 145 empty rooms, so I installed HDTV’s, and exotic furnishings from around the world in all of them.

My Ford Escape has been running a little rough lately, and that has caused my anxiety level, and my blood pressure to rise to dangerous levels. Since my health is very important to me, I had the Escape towed away, and I replaced it with a Ferrari, Porsche Spider, Rolls Royce, and a Bentley. My reasoning was that if one of them should have problems, I would have the others to fall back on, thereby reducing the stress in my life. As you can see I spent the people’s money very wisely.
Oh, by the way, I also installed a 12 ft. electric fence, security system, and bullet-proof windows.

Any other questions?”

Saturday, April 23, 2016

The Karaoke Kid

I don't go out much, I pretty much like to hang out on my back porch, drink beer, sip bourbon, smoke cigars, and watch my favorite sports shows on Tivo. You might think that I live a quiet, boring life, but I am plenty happy to just relax when I'm not at work.

However every two weeks I like to get out, kick back a few beers, and belt out a few songs. I like to sing karaoke. I'm not claiming to be a great singer, but unlike many karaoke singers, I can carry a tune.

I used to sing a lot when I was younger and in school. I even was told many times that I looked like Peter Tork of the Monkees. It gives you some idea of how OLD I am, and the songs I sing are pretty much oldies, because I am familiar with them.

There is nothing quite like the adrenaline rush you get, when you can go up in front of a bunch strangers, and just ace the song you are doing.

Bombing, however, is another story. Bombing a song is a very distinct possibility anytime you try out a new song for the first time. There is no rehearsal time, no advance on the key, just sing!

Since I abhor to do the same songs all the time, I put myself at risk quite a bit. Nothing ventured...
I remember that I really wanted to try "Unchain My Heart" by Joe Cocker. I was so afraid of ruining that song, that it took 2 months and 3 shots of tequila, to get me to try it. It was a natural song for me, and now I still sing it from time to time, because it is really a fun song to do.

That's the thing that keeps me coming back, singing is fun. One night every two weeks, I go out and have a few drinks,(I have a designated driver) and sing as if I know how to.

What fun!

Wednesday, April 20, 2016

Spring Is Here

Spring has sprung. Spring is everyone’s favorite time of the year. Everything that was brown, or white, is now green. The trees that were barren now have new leaves and blossoms. The robins are back singing their songs of happiness, and the world is filled with love.

Spring is not only a time of renewal, but it is also mating season. The birds are building their nests in preparation of their new arrivals, and the critters are getting together in order to propagate.
After a long cold winter of being cooped up indoors, people are happy to venture back outside.

Joggers litter the sidewalks, golfers are gleefully chasing their little white balls around, and softball, and soccer players are filling up the parks. Springtime is filled with plants, animals, and people rejoicing.

Perhaps not everything about spring is positive; the flies and mosquitoes are back as nasty as ever, and sun burns are on the rise. Most people though will gladly put up with these trifles in order to get as far away from winter as possible.

Since everyone is enjoying spring with a skip in their step, and a song in their heart; I thought I would like to share my favorite song of spring with you. It is by Dr. Tom Lehrer, who happens to be a mathematics professor at Harvard. Enjoy! (This post will not be complete unless you click on the link and listen to this great song of spring.)

Happy Spring to you and yours!

Saturday, April 16, 2016

I Said, You Said

Mike's Common Sense

Everyone is probably familiar with the phrase "he said, she said", in which a couple is fighting and neither can see anything from the other person's point of view. Each person is so wrapped up in their thoughts, and feelings, that it is impossible to see that each person is correct, and each person is wrong; all at the same time.

This situation is true, not only with inter-sexual relationships, but with all conflicts in general. The reason for this is the inability to empathize outside ourselves. Empathy is the ability, or rather the gift, to be able to put yourself in someone's position, and feel their feelings. It is a sign of higher development in one's spiritual growth.

No one does something without a reason. Empathy is not an agreement with someone else, it is a knowing of where someone else stands and why. It is the ability to understand, and perhaps feel what the other person feels. When both sides of a dispute, or conflict, open themselves to empathize with the other side; resolution is the inevitable ending. This usually comes about in a form of compromise between the two parties.

When there is no attempt, or an inability to empathize, hostility is the inevitable result. In the case of two nations, this means war; in the case of interpersonal relationships this means a divorce, or violence. These are the situations where everybody loses.

Sadly, empathy is not taught in our schools. Most people have to learn it by trial, and error. Some people never learn it.

The next time you find yourself in a dispute, take a time out, and try to see things from the other person's point of view. Chances are, the other person will reciprocate. That's when everybody wins.

Wednesday, April 13, 2016

Middle Aged, and It Sucks

Feeling depressed today. Kinda feeling my age. Today a very hot flight attendant came walking down the aisle of a 757 jet. Now this aircraft is 150ft or so long, and I was standing in the rear, so I got a real nice, long look of her and her long sexy legs. It was all very nice until she came up to me, and I gave her my best smile and said "How are you today?". She said "ok" and she didn't say anything more.

I then realized, that I am too old for her to even consider.

I wasn't really all that crushed, until later when I got a chance to think about it. "God damn, I'm never gonna be able to pull prime pussy anymore! I'm old and chubby, and I smell like cigars, and shit! That really sucks!"

And it really does.

Never again will I ever feel the delight of scoring a "ten"... But then considering that all the "tens" are about my daughters age, and that I am married, and that she would cut my balls off if I ever did get that lucky, I felt alittle better.

But I still feel old.

Oh well, there are still some hot looking flight attendants that are around middle age that I could still pull. Not that I would, mind you, I am married, and that cutting off of the balls part, and sitting down to pee for the rest of my life, scares me. But never the less, I COULD pull it.
As long as I suck in my tummy.

Saturday, April 9, 2016

Always and Forever

True love is forever. This is not a metaphor, or the writing of a poet. True love is what we all receive from God 24-7, always and forever. No matter whom you are; no matter what you do, you will always have God’s love.

Many religions teach that if you do not follow their path you will lose God’s love and be damned to eternal misery in hell. Nothing could be farther from the truth.

We all need to be mindful of our actions, and take responsibility for them, but they are not, nor will they ever become the parameters to decide whether or not God loves us. Anytime you hear someone telling you that you will go to hell if you don't follow their religion, realize that they are subtly trying to control you.

There are repercussions from our actions, whether good or bad, and that is accomplished through karma. Karma is what all souls in the worlds of duality have to contend with. The purpose of karma is to teach all souls the lessons they must learn before they can graduate from these lower worlds. If you have lived a particularly evil life, the effects of karma can be very harsh in one of your next lifetimes, but you are never cut off from God’s love.

The belief that you have been cut off from God’s love is called despair. The Catholic Church has always taught that the one true mortal sin is despair. The reason for this is that if you believe you have been cut off from God’s love, you will needlessly cut yourself off from God because you believe you are not worthy.

We all make mistakes; it is part of the human make up. We learn through trial and error, with karma showing us how we erred. Learning in this method is slow, and it takes many lifetimes to earn your degree to leave these worlds of duality.

If you screw up, try not to get down on yourself too hard, and definitely don't try to hide from God.
God understands these things.

God’s love is always and forever.

Wednesday, April 6, 2016

I've Got Work To Do

After reading "The Easter Egg Eating Contest", and "A Transcendental State Of Gullibility", I'm sure many folks are thinking that I am a cruel person. How could I do something like that to my own brother?

In my own defense, I must say, that I did pull some cruel practical jokes on Albert, but not one of them was premeditated. I honestly did not lay awake at night thinking of ways to get him. I would just find myself in a situation, and ad-lib it from there. They were very funny at the time (except to Albert).

Now over 40 years later, I do feel bad that I was such a bad brother to him, and I have been trying to atone to him.

I have written before that I believe this world is one big school, where soul learns how to be a mature soul, mostly through trial and error. Fortunately, for me, as I got older, I got to be more of a free thinker. I learned that humor should not be derived at someone else's expense. I have also learned many other lessons, some which came easily, while others have taken much effort on my part.

There is an old saying "only the good die young" that I believe to be true. If you have learned all the lessons you came here to learn, there is no reason to hang around. Well, I can say with some degree of certainty, that you will be able to read my dribble for many years to come, because I have many more lessons to learn.

I've got work to do.

Saturday, April 2, 2016

A Transcendental State Of Gullibility

When I was a young teen there was this girl that everyone had the hots for; her name was Pam Prue. Pam was a gorgeous girl for a fifteen year old. She had long flowing hair, a pretty face, and a big set of knockers; all of these things were rare for a fifteen year old girl in my school. All of the boys in school had the hots for her. One of these boys was my older brother Albert. Pam used to ride the same bus as Albert and I, and Albert was always drooling over her. The problem for Albert was that since she was so beautiful, she had her pick of any guy she wanted to go out with. Albert was over weight, and obnoxious, so he never really had any chance with her, and he knew it.

Shortly after the end of my freshman year during the summer vacation I was hanging around at my friend Doug’s house. Doug’s parents both worked during the day so Doug’s house was the logical place for us kids to hang out at during the day. Doug and I were bored, very bored and we didn’t know what to do for kicks. We were so bored that I finally said to Doug “I’m going to call Albert to see what he’s up to.” This shocked Doug because we NEVER wanted Albert to hang around with us.

I called my house and Albert picked up the phone “Hello” he said. I really don’t know what came over me, but I said in as high a voice as I could muster “Hello, Albert, this is Pam Prue.” Albert replied “Really?” I figured Albert would recognize my voice immediately but he didn’t, he really thought it was Pam Prue on the phone! Since I had Albert on the line (both literally and figuratively) I kept going using bashful sounding pauses to figure out what I was going to say. “Yes” I said, “Since school has ended I have missed not seeing you on the bus. I was wondering if maybe you could come by and see me?” Albert, noticeably taken by surprise said “Really?” I said “Yes really. I have been noticing you a lot lately and I think you are kind of cute. Can you come to my house and spend some time with me?” Albert said, I would like to but I have to mow the back yard right now.” “Well can you come over after you finish? I really would like to see you.” Albert replied, “I’ll be over as soon as I get done.” I said “Please hurry, I really want to see you!” Albert said “I’ll be there in an hour.” Then he hung up.

I hung up the phone and looked at Doug who was sitting at the table agape not believing what just happened. I said, “Let’s wait ten minutes then walk down to my house.” We waited ten minutes then made the short walk to my house. Out in the back yard was Albert sprinting back and forth across the back yard with the lawn mower! It took all of our self control not to bust out laughing until we got in the garage where Albert couldn't see us. We weren't laughing very long because here came Albert. Albert threw the lawn mower in the corner of the garage, jumped on my little sister’s banana bike that he was two sizes too big for and started peddling off. “Where are you going in such a hurry?” I shouted to him as he left. “Never mind you turkeys!” was all he said as he peddled away on the three mile trip to Pam’s house. Doug and I continued laughing our butts off until our sides were sore. Albert had once again reached a transcendental state of gullibility.

About an hour later I went home for lunch. My mother had various cold cuts and bread on the kitchen table so we could make sandwiches. Albert was making a sandwich so I strategically went on the other side of the table to make mine. I causally mentioned to Albert, “So Albert, how is Pam Prue?” Albert burst out “You son of a bitch!” and started chasing me around the table to a chorus of “Stop! Stop!” by my mother. I made a dash for the door and away I went.

Forty years have come and gone since that day. I have never found out what happened when Albert showed up at Pam’s front door. To this day Albert maintains he figured out my scheme before he got to her house, and turned around.

I know Albert better than that.

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