It’s Bigger Than You Or Me:

Louis CK On Life
It’s not your life, it’s life. Life is bigger than you. Life isn’t something that you possess. Its something that you take part in and you witness
-Louis CK

Bear Witness and Take Part:

A great quote from one of my favorite comedians.  He’s actually a pretty deep dude, which caught me entirely by surprise.



What’s Wrong With The World; In A Nutshell

What Is Wrong With The World?

Are we ok? Is it ok (the world)? Is there anything wrong with us, with it?  If so, what is it; any thoughts?  Do you ever take a moment to yourself to stop and ask these very important and meaningful questions?   If not; you’re in luck!

Someone Else Beat You To It:

Don’t beat yourself up over it if you’ve never been lost deep in thought about the meaning of life, or struggled  to find or identify the source for some of those problems.

You’ve been beaten to it by  Bertrand Russell  (1879-1970), a British philosopher, logician, mathematician, historian, social critic and political activist.[56][57] (Lets just say he wore many hats and leave it at that).

Bertrand Said It Best, But What Next?

I whole heartedly, 100% agree with his observation; I’m just not the type of guy to be ok with leaving it as such; just an observation, or some witty & catchy phrase oft spoken of but never acted on.

There’s a happy medium between knowing you don’t have all the answers and thinking you know none of them, we just have to find it.  There exists a constant give and take to everything.

Sharing our own thoughts and ideas is an importanat aspect of gaining knowledge or wisdom.  It enriches the lives of those around you, offering them a glimpse into your thought process, a glimpse behind the curtains at what it is that makes you tick, that makes you human.

Being open to listening to other people’s thoughts and opinions and striving for  understanding is equally important.  It  helps to make the world a wiser, and more understanding, tolerant and empathetic place.  Sharing your thoughts with others is enriching; to them, to those around them, and don’t forget yourself)

Heres a prime opportunity to empower yourself, and those around you.  Tell us, what you think? w What are your thoughts? others ourselves and each other by making use of that oft neglected moment for reflection to think I mentioned earlier and using it to actually put ourselves out there.

Words of Wisdom

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“It is the duty of every citizen according to his best capacities to give validity to his convictions in political affairs.”

Albert Einstein, ‘Treasury for the Free World,’ 1946
US (German-born) physicist (1879 – 1955)

I just wish I felt that my generation saw it this way.  It seems like most people I know who are political have checked out of the society we live in, hoping for that perennial “revolution” that will never come.  Either that or they just don’t care enough to be incited into action at all.  I liken that to the Puritans or some other ultra strict religious group.  Living their whole life in modesty, depriving themselves of certain pleasures, all in hopes of being rewarded in the afterlife. The only GIVEN that we have is the life were living or not living right this moment.  Sure, all that other stuff may be possible, who knows…. certainly not me.  How can people complain that the system’s broken, or corrupt, their lives and their environment are not to their liking and then do nothing to fix it?  I don’t know about anyone else, but personally, I’m more of a solutions guy.  Even in my relationship, if something comes up which its bound to because neither of us is perfect (she’s pretty damn close though.) I try to attach a positive, or alternative, to it.  How can we make this better, or fix this, not oh well, were just never gonna agree.  It shows the other person that you at least care enough to try making it work.  Otherwise its complaining just for the hell of it, no thought put into making it better,

just “waaaaahhhhh”…..”waaaaaaaahhh” .

My Response to that?


A Man Amongst Boys: Hunter S. Thompson

Hunter S. Thompson
Hunter S. Thompson (Photo credit: billypalooza)

“We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and—in spite of True Romance magazines—we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way. I do not say lonely—at least, not all the time—but essentially, and finally, alone. This is what makes your self-respect so important, and I don’t see how you can respect yourself if you must look in the hearts and minds of others for your happiness.”

Hunter S. Thompson

Hunter S. Thompson, Miami Book Fair Internatio...
Hunter S. Thompson, Miami Book Fair International, 1988 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Hunter S. Thompson Was And is  a major influence for me.

I have looked up to and respected his unique style for as long as I have known about him.  He serves as an affirmation that you do not need to conform to find success, all you need to do is find your voice (hopefully its a good one).  His ability to party harder and longer than anyone else, and his gradual decent into an underworld of sorts, or the way he would use it to inspire or encourage his writings, always leaving his indelible mark on them as being possible only of someone uniquely individual, and irreverent of authorities such as himself.

Hunter S. Thompson’s “voice” in the writers sense of the word, is impossible to miss in its attention to the most minute and seemingly irrelevant details in his narrative that somehow always finds ways to come full circle; the once irrelevant is suddenly cast into the limelight, star of its own hit Broadway job a position of prominence, star of its own Broadway show (I just hope it’s not CATS, I’m allergic to them). Oh what a voice it is, and oh how groundbreaking he had been jwhen he did it, eschewing the good ol boys club and the press room to be right in the thick of things, regardless of where it took him. It’s easy to tell these stories are n fiction because there is no pause, no thought, no flicker of reluctance when he tells them to us, just the sheer thrill of somebody else taking pleasure in something you felt was amusing that had happened to you.

Yet another thing on which I feel that I can relate with.  It’s a regret of mine that I hadn’t at least been able to write a letter to him, even if it forever remained unanswered; left on the to-do stack before he passed his, Could have sworn  his passing, I think just knowing my pitiful letter sat next to a magnificent stack of manuscripts OR it was on the bottom of a wastebasket with pocket lint, and not even his for that matter, but you’re surely underestimating the value fo Hunter S. Thompson garbage.  it turned out we had a team tag game going and it was really starting to get the security guy’s blood going when I decided that I wanted to get caught this time right here right now, and that’s how I had tea and smoked verb in that fools house!!!

With Hunter gone, it is up ot all of us oddballs with eight-balls, the saints and the saints and the sinners, those oozing with personality, or confident quirkinessss, just for chrissakes not completely silent….we the legion of deceptively packaged and ravenous party animals, some with a seruos cutting habt with serious habit can’t hide forever, cant hide for long….can’t hide for very long, but, especially not for forever; glory lives forever and it lives inside of me I didn’t have my glasses on. much I would feel better by the time I got off work, and then I would basically go right back out without even gong home; for some strange reason, I feel like I’m coming home.

It’s up to Us,  to those who’ve made poor choices, but aren’t bad people, always making the choice for  the experience and what it potentially offers those who partake in it, making me feel much me mentally stimulated and creative; trying whichever thing comes in front of you, not picky, nothings of limits;

To those who like myself have taken the Hunter S. Thompson approach to living heir life, and creating their memories as I have earlier on, and to some degree, minus the drugs; where there si no finer badge for you to wear than looking like you’ve been rode hard and put away wet; by life.  Thats a ttrrip you just get off of afterwards and all you can say is rock on brother, rock on!!!

lf only I had time come to know him, or have randomly met hm somewhere or another, I can guarantee we instantly would be hitting it off, or that I’d had time to write him at least one measly letter, and not even asking for the meaning of life or anything like that man, I know you do, I know who you are, and I’m fine with that man,  I just wanna go out and have fun and to be one of those people that’s interesting to be around, has funny stories and is uniquely odd could have become his pen pal, even if just for one letter befor ehe had died.

I would just want to know that he had read this to more fully become familiar with him, his works and what I feel would be an instant bond and hitting it off, or maybe could have asked him some advice, but I’d probably ask him the most broing question out of all the others I could ask him; why do you write….  or maybe I could have  at least wrote to him, picked his brain have something walking around stuck to my hand, could you imagine it, or the looks that we’d get? I’ve got it bad enough as it is already.

have sen what I could have learned from him about the best method of presentation, that  I will be able to write it with a fraction as much voice or poise as my idol showed, but alas I suppose I have plenty of time to practice.  There’s only one thing of which I’m for certain, this world is now suddenly a much poorer place  just know this world is a much poorer world without either his voice or the radio anything but this depressing ass shit.

R.I.P. Hunter S. Thompson,

Welcome To My House Of Mirrors

Im a Lover Not A Fighter

Depressing Yet Expected

Cartoon of the journalist and writer Hunter S....
Cartoon of the journalist and writer Hunter S. Thompson, based on his classic look. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)