Saturday, February 17, 2018

What Is HU?

HU is the ancient and secret name for God. It is a very powerful word that has been used as a mantra by the spiritually enlightened for thousands of years.
The use of HU has been driven underground for the last thousand years because of persecution by the religious leaders of many of the world’s religions. For example, one can only imagine the consequences for being caught singing the HU during the Spanish Inquisition, or during the Salem Witch Hunts. Times have changed, and the state of Man’s consciousness has grown since those times. The HU was reintroduced to the public by the Eck Master Paul Twitchell in 1965.
The HU is a nondenominational prayer of love to God. Any person, of any religion can sing the HU to raise their vibration level, and open their awareness to the love of God. The HU can be sung out loud or silently to one’s self.
Sing the HU before bed to promote lucid dreaming, and to work off karma during the dream state. Sing the HU during contemplation or meditation to facilitate out of body travel, and to connect with the audible life stream, The Eck. Sing the HU when sad, scared, or anxious to lift your spirits. Sing the HU when happy to show gratitude to God for all of Its blessings. Sing HU whenever you think about God. Every time I find a penny, I know God is sending me the message “A penny for your thoughts.” This helps me to turn my thoughts to God and to sing HU to It.
The great thing about singing the HU is that when you sing it, you not only raise your vibration level, but you contribute to raising the vibration level of all of humanity through our collective consciousness.
If you find that singing the HU works for you, please pass the word (literally) to others. Working together we can open the door to enlightening the world.

Saturday, February 10, 2018

Crossroads Blues

The crossroads has always been a metaphor for a change in one’s life. In Robert Frost’s poem “The Road Less Traveled”, it stands for a choice of which road one will take in his life. In Robert Johnson’s song “Crossroads Blues” (later redone by Cream as “Crossroads”), the crossroads was where you met the devil to make a deal to realize your dreams. In either case, the crossroads was an important part of one’s life.

In the course of a lifetime, we all encounter a crossroads at least once or twice. The question always arises, how will I make my choice? Which road shall I take? How did I arrive here? Where do I want to go? Shall I make a deal with the devil?

When at the crossroads, there are no easy decisions. Often, we don’t know how we got there, or where we really want to go. The only thing we know, is that we have to make a choice.
Unfortunately, when facing the crossroads of our lives, there is no yellow brick road to show the way. The only guide we have to follow, is our heart. We trust that guide, and we make our choice, then let the cards fall where they may.

Sometimes our choice leads us to ruin, sometimes, another crossroads; and sometimes it leads us to Emerald City. Where ever the road we choose leads us, we persevere, and we walk that road. This is the road of life, and where it leads; no one knows until the day he dies.

It is awfully lonesome, when one is at the crossroads.

Saturday, February 3, 2018

I Am An A-Hole

I am evil. I know I am evil, but I can’t help it. In fact I take a fiendish glee in being evil.
I wasn't always evil; it just came upon me about six years ago. That’s when I moved from the frozen tundra of Rochester, NY, and relocated in Miami, FL.
I remember my last day working at the airport up in Rochester, it was 5 degrees, and colder than a witch’s left bosom. In fact, the last two months I worked there, were the coldest I could remember. I really didn’t want to leave my family, and friends, but, I was forced to travel to new horizons, in order to keep my job of twenty years.
Three days later, from the back of my friend Tom’s boat, which was harbored in the Florida Keys, I discovered my evilness. It was a beautiful evening, about 70 degrees, with a gorgeous sunset off to the west. I was nursing my sixth or seventh cold brew, when I got a call from my step son on my cell phone. He told me that it was a minus 4 degrees, and snowing like a bastard up in Rochester.
That’s when I turned evil. I couldn’t help but to tell him how warm, and beautiful it was in my neck of the woods. Just to hear him tell me to go f#&k off made me feel really good. I realized that I took extreme pleasure, in pissing him off about how nice it was to live in paradise. In fact I took pleasure in pissing off everybody from up north about it.
Sometimes I would just causally mention, how it was 82, and sunny; after they told me they just got 15 inches of snow, other times I would complain that we were going through a cold spell, and that we would hit a low of 55, with only a high temperature of 72, just to hear the responses I would get from them.
There is something about living in paradise that brings out the a-hole in a guy.
If you life up north, and want to bring out your inner a-holeness, I have a guest room, give me a call.
Did I mention that we are going through a cold spell? It is supposed to get down to 60 degrees tonight. I better put on my flannel pj's tonight! Brrrr

Saturday, January 27, 2018

Fear Mongers

It has long been known that the simplest and most effective way to control a population of people is through fear.
The reason Vlad the Impaler did the gruesome acts he did was to strike fear in the local population, thereby making them easier to control. The reason most religions put the fear of eternal damnation and fire and brimstone on their parishioners is to keep them in line.
Throughout history, one will find that people in power have used fear to maintain the status quo. The times have changed, the tactics have changed, but fear is still the primary tool used to control people. In the past, priests wore strange costumes, muttered strange words, and staged elaborate ceremonies to evoke fear, and awe, in the people. The priests were the tools of those in power.
Today we have CNN, FOX News, and other media outlets acting as the stooges for the power elite. Their primary purpose is not to inform as much as it is to occupy your attention with reasons to be afraid. If you are aware, you will notice that the things to be fearful of are constantly changing...sort of a fear du jour, if you will. Twenty-five years ago it was the Russians, Libya, the ozone layer, AIDS, the possibility we are heading for a new Ice Age, and the Ayatollah, to name a few. Today they are occupying us with the threat of terrorism, global warming, Korea, Iran, the sinking economy, Ebola, ISIS, and many others.
When one thing gets so worn out that it no longer elicits the proper amount of fear, the power elite will find, or create a new one to replace it. Many people believe that 9/11, and the subsequent war on terror, was allowed to happen, if not totally orchestrated, by high-level members of our government under the control of (or in cahoots with) the global power elite! The evidence is very strong to back these claims up.
The reasons behind keeping us fearful is an old magician's trick. While we are watching or preoccupied with what one hand is doing, we fail to see what the other hand is doing. While we were so worried about terrorism and personal safety, we allowed many personal freedoms to be eradicated by the government. The government, through the NSA, can and does eavesdrop on our personal emails and phone calls. Big Brother is no longer a possibility, but a reality.
As FDR said during WWII, "The only thing we have to fear, is fear itself". We all need to wake up to this shell game they have been playing on us before "America: land of the free, and home of the brave" becomes neither one.

Saturday, January 20, 2018

WTF! Citizen Spy Groups?

I remember when I was a kid, we used to watch TV footage of East Berliners/Germans risking their lives to escape from their country. They were running from their own country because it had become a utilitarian society of the highest proportions. The escapees knew if they could get to West Germany, or the US, they would be able to live their lives as they chose. I was glad we were able help the few that got out.
Today I wonder if we are closer to living in an East German state than the U.S.A. of my youth. Think about it, where can you go today without being on a camera somewhere? If you are daring enough to fly, the TSA has given you the option of getting unknown amounts of radiation, and letting them see you totally naked; or you can get the "pat down" where they literally grab your genitals, and breasts.
All of this to keep you "safe".
We are becoming conditioned as a society to accept atrocities that East Germans never had to endure.
If airplanes were dropping out of the sky because of terrorists, maybe we would have reason to eradicate most of the Constitution; however the last "terrorist" attack was 9/11. All the evidence points to a government conspiracy behind the events of 9/11, not a bunch of scary men in turbans.
Seems to me we need to be kept safe from our own government.
Now the Dept. of Homeland Security (the first time I heard Bush call it that I thought of Nazi Germany) Big Sis, Janet Napolitano has started the "See Something, Say Something" campaign trying to get Americans ratting on each other to the Feds. They have telescreens at over 9,000 locations, and Wal-Mart Stores, spewing out their message to the typical Walmart customer.
What could possibly go wrong?
"Yes Mr. FBI man, I want to report a suspicious person. She's standing in front of me here in this long line at the check out, and she's wearing an orange tube top! Everyone knows you wear white tube tops in the summer!"
Wal-Mart is just the beginning, wait until you see Janet's sour puss in Times Square.
A CITIZEN SPY RING!!! If you thought you already had too many eyes on you, you haven't seen anything yet. We are going to have to worry about our neighbors, our co-workers, the folks at church, and people on the street, and in the stores. If this is not bad enough, legislation is being introduced to give these "citizen spies" immunity from lawsuits if their information is incorrect.
Are you kidding me?
"I'm so sorry I had the Feds bust down your door, shoot your dog, and sack your house. You really shouldn't have worn an orange tube top...you bitch"
We really are playing out Orwell's novel 1984 here today, not only in the US, but on a world wide scale. If we don't wake up to what is happening around us, and resist it, it will become too late. Unlike those brave souls back in the past risking their lives for freedom, we won't have anywhere to run. We will be living the East German nightmare forever.

Sunday, January 14, 2018

I Am An A-hole

I am evil. I know I am evil, but I can’t help it. In fact I take a fiendish glee in being evil.
I wasn't always evil; it just came upon me about six years ago. That’s when I moved from the frozen tundra of Rochester, NY, and relocated in Miami, FL.
I remember my last day working at the airport up in Rochester, it was 5 degrees, and colder than a witch’s left bosom. In fact, the last two months I worked there, were the coldest I could remember. I really didn’t want to leave my family, and friends, but, I was forced to travel to new horizons, in order to keep my job of twenty years.
Three days later, from the back of my friend Tom’s boat, which was harbored in the Florida Keys, I discovered my evilness. It was a beautiful evening, about 70 degrees, with a gorgeous sunset off to the west. I was nursing my sixth or seventh cold brew, when I got a call from my step son on my cell phone. He told me that it was a minus 4 degrees, and snowing like a bastard up in Rochester.
That’s when I turned evil. I couldn’t help but to tell him how warm, and beautiful it was in my neck of the woods. Just to hear him tell me to go f#&k off made me feel really good. I realized that I took extreme pleasure, in pissing him off about how nice it was to live in paradise. In fact I took pleasure in pissing off everybody from up north about it.
Sometimes I would just causally mention, how it was 82, and sunny; after they told me they just got 15 inches of snow, other times I would complain that we were going through a cold spell, and that we would hit a low of 55, with only a high temperature of 72, just to hear the responses I would get from them.
There is something about living in paradise that brings out the a-hole in a guy.
If you life up north, and want to bring out your inner a-holeness, I have a guest room, give me a call.
Did I mention that we are going through a cold spell? It is supposed to get down to 60 degrees tonight. I better put on my flannel pj's tonight! Brrrr

Saturday, January 13, 2018

Sliding Down the Razor Blade Of Life

When I was a young lad, my life was one game after another; not figuratively, but literally. During the baseball season my friends, and brothers, and I, played baseball everyday. During football season, we played football, and during the winter we played hockey. It was a great childhood. When I got older, I played sports in high school. I wrestled, played football, ran track and cross country, and even lettered in golf. Those were good years also.
When I went to college I still played some inter-mural sports, but because I was paying my own way through school, I also had to work. My sports career ended on a bad note, when during a co-ed broom ball game, I caught a broom stick in the mouth by a girl who didn't know you can't throw high sticks. With two real teeth less than before, I started my working career full time.
Life has been kind of down hill ever since. Not that it has been all bad, I've raised two great kids; but now I have to face the pressures of being a grownup...everyday. My life is like a pinball machine, I bounce from one challenge, to another, to another, ad infinitum. As soon as I fix one problem, sure enough, another one comes along to take its place. I seek a respite, a break in the action, but I'm too old to play anything except cards and my TV remote.
Fortunately, I have two outlets to help me stay young in body and mind. I still run, (not as much as before 9/11, when I could put five miles in during lunch time, until airport security got too restrictive); and I still log between 12-20 miles a week. I also write a blog. Between thinking about what the hell I'm going to write about, and thinking about what the hell I'm actually writing, its a great way to get my mind off today's problems.
Well, Doc, I see my time's about up. Time to get off your couch until our next session. Thanks for listening to me, I'll see you in a couple of days.

Saturday, January 6, 2018

Thank You to My Readers

Over 300,000 people have read my articles over the years. I have never made one penny off of them. So you might wonder why I bother.
One reason: love.
I write some humorous articles, some spiritual, some health conscious, some political, and some about life. I write all of these to make my readers think.
"All of my articles are designed to make you think (even the humorous ones) what you think is up to you."
I have spent over 50 years accumulating knowledge that I wish to pass onto others. Much of what I have learned is way off of the beaten path for most people, because I choose to look beyond that path.
I consider myself a way-shower. I am not a way-pusher, or a way-shover. I put out what I have learned over the years and let the reader decide if it resonates with them or not.
My articles are my gift of love to the world; I have no other motive. Since I make no money off of them, what other reason would I do this?
To those who take the time to read my articles, I say thank you. To those of you who share my articles with others, I say thank you.
All any writer wants is to be read, and considered. Thanks for making this happen for me.
Mike

Saturday, December 30, 2017

Things That Irk Me

I am normally an up beat positive type of a guy. I do my best to keep a positive attitude even under the most stressful situations, but there are certain things that people do that will never fail to irk me. Some people call these things “pet peeves”, but I prefer to call them “things that irk me” (I just think ‘irk' is a great, underused word). So here it is, Mike’s official list of “Things That Irk Me”.
1) Push handles on pull doors.
2) People who just have to pull out in front of you, when there are no cars behind you, then make a left hand turn 100 ft. down the road.
3) Loud mouths
4) Greedy people
5) Hooray for me, and f#&k you, type of people
6) Drivers waiting to make a left hand turn in front of you that won’t move into the center of the intersection.
7) Power driven policemen who forget that they are being paid to serve and protect.
8) Warm beer
9) Cigarette smokers who complain when I light up a cigar.
10)People who love to tease and, dish out verbal abuse, but get indignant, and offended when you do the same to them.
11)People talking on cell phones when they are paying for their groceries.
12)People sending text messages on cell phones while they are (supposedly) driving.
13)Tailgaters
14)Wet cigars
15)Guys who can’t lift the toilet seat to piss
16)People who steal your lunch at work
17)Nosy, gossiping people
18)A bed that smells like “dog”
19)Slow golfers
20)Shoppers that block the whole aisle with their shopping carts
21)Cars that won’t start
22)Anything that won’t work, when I want it to
23)Flat tires
24)Beautiful women, that know that they are beautiful
25)Spam
26)Telemarketers calling at suppertime
27)Commercials that insult my manhood and, intelligence
28)Dead cell phone batteries
29)Racists
30)Varmints, flies, and cockroaches
31)Neighborhood cats in heat
32)Potholes
33)Not being able to find my car keys at 3:45 AM, because they weren’t hung up.
34)Pull handles on push doors

Wow, I never realized there are so many things that irk me! What was that I was saying before about being positive and upbeat? Forget that!

Wednesday, December 27, 2017

Don't Worship the Messenger, Get the Message


Everybody has their own personal views in life. Sometimes we keep them to ourselves, sometimes we tell others about them. As Americans, we all have the right, not only to hold our own view on something, but also to voice that view.

I don’t understand why, but many people feel they can hold, and state their views, but attack others who hold and state different views; especially in the matter of religion. It seems to me that these folks have forgotten the two basic tenets of their Savior’s message...love, compassion, forgiveness, gratitude.
I am not talking only about Christianity, but all of the world’s religions. Every religion was started by an enlightened being who taught mostly about love, and the need for tolerance. I do mean ALL of the world’s religions. If you don’t believe me research it.
It seems to me that the followers of all religions worship their messenger, but have never got the message. What could anyone be fighting about? If you follow the tenets of your Savior, how could anyone have a problem with someone stating their view point, or practicing their religion?
We all need to lighten up. As long as your faith is grounded on love, and you practice that love as best you can, you are growing spiritually.
To my fundamentalist readers out there, I know this is “way out there” for you. I respect your views and I am certainly not picking a fight with you. I am a “New Age” espouser, I do not deny that. I grew up a staunch Catholic, but as I grew, so did my understanding. If you are interested in my personal experiences, the early years are documented in "Kreskin's ESP Kit and Beyond"
If everyone could grasp the concept of “Love God, love yourself, and love thy neighbor as thy self” this world would be plunged into a golden age.
Think about it.

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