Eyes Right!

It is said that "to understand it, is to be liberated from it" those old assumptions buried deep inside the Self. Searching, seeking, and questing that which you have neglected, the environment that spawns the self. Yes, understand how others approached it. "It's its it" is one of my favorite word strings. I say that because you have to put a value on the unknown. It is the pronoun of the unknown meaning; it is the absence of knowledge. So your journey is through the eye's of another. By doing so, you take the Bandura approach, vicarious learning through conversation with others- observing their experiences as they too are part of the mosaic of life, giving meaning to life and others. What I mean to say is surrender to that which is not part of you, that which functions to benefit the others. It always can benefit you as well as society; the two -you and society- are not mutually exclusive. You are dependent on the group as the group is dependent on you. Symbiotic. The problem is -how do you treat the toxic waste -the felon which the group created. The answer is very simple: Unionize their interest and give them political value. Create the function of X; employment is the key component missing for the reintegration of a member of the group.  For example, a group of young man passed me by and as they did their leader's command was eyes right; each member of the group turned their eyes away from me; they did this on a narrow walk way as if it did not matter because I am a felon. This is the Citadel's way of holding the line of perjury that permeates my trial. I'm a "political" prisoner because it suites the system; it owes for the favors it asked from others in the past. The Governor of NM simply called in a favor from the Governor of SC. Because; it was the Governor of NM that wanted me out of the state. If my enemy can get the Citadel to pull -eyes right, than please tell me how it is not political? The Citadel is Military; therefore, Government.
   

Memories: neighbors from yesterday's fantacy.

What happened to the quiet? It left when the guest came in. I think this situation is the sandwich of life; I think that I really only want a bit of the sandwich. All I can say is that life is a high maintenance sandwich; you probably know that, right. So, what is the problem?  Well, before I went to prison, my theme was "May Yesterday's Dream Be Tomorrow's Memory." Now there is no dream. There is only being a felon. Slave to the powers that enslave.  Except, I did have fun yesterday. I'm walking through the neighborhood and my neighbor asked me, "Where have you been?" Well, that started me on remembering all the westerns I watched on TV when I was a young boy.  This is how I described  the park I had been in, the Joshua Tree National Park, while enjoying rock climbing.  I felt as if I were one of those cowboys in the movies. SO, I asked my neighbor to remember when he too watched those westerns, and he did. I told him that the western screen looks just like the park with all of those wonderful rock formations some as high as a mountain.  Well that led to one of the all time high's from those day's. Everyone likes the movie "Some Like it Hot" and remembers that scene where Marilyn walks on top of the subway vent and the wind blows up through the subway's vent sending her skirt up in the air as she valiantly tries to hold on to her vanity.  Well like every other boy my age, I wish I could have caught the site of her panties. My neighbor agreed with me; he too wanted to see Marilyn's panties. Well, I told  him that 29 Palms was only 60 minutes from Palm Springs, by car. And right in the middle of their town square, there is a 30 to 40 foot statue of Marilyn Monroe in her iconic pose, holding down her skirt while the vent is blowing up air form the passing train running under the streets. And I did look up as I stood under neath the statue of Marilyn and I saw her panties. I was a kid again just like in the Joshua national park on a "horse with no name." I was the western movie.

The massage is the message. How do you like your chicken cooked, Chicken?

OK! The House of Cards is an enchanting story of the truth. Now, what the truth is all about is all together another issue. When describing the relations between the actors, meaning the position they hold because of the job that they have, is a true reality for the consumer to consume. Because of this, I question the message. I do this because the system is not really a fluid movement. Think the world stage; it's Putin of Russia on top of the hegemony movement forming over the renaissance coming out of the old communist ideology. There is talk today about dividing California up into six separate states. So when the system portrays its self in such a ruthless manner it is being done to condition its population to new horizons of servitude. Yes, I say this because it is the TV set or a fact similarly which molds our behavior. It worked so well on the English that it was imported to the US. That's right. The House Of Cards, like the war movie that our fathers consoled around, let us know what has to happen for our own good. Welcome to the world of becoming a felon because there is no way to fight the system and survive meaning that you want to have a consequential life. Being that you realize that God is just another one of the TV programs produced some two thousands years ago and is still showing on old Broadway, as they say. For example, people are killing each other in this new renaissance forming under Putin and others like him fighting for their hegemony, as they tear at the old carcass of the Soviet Union and its environs. There is no meaning to good vs. evil; it is about obtaining control over the zero sum score board.Think about it this way: the population is spending their money on "pot" and the dollar shift is being affected across all lines. Therefore there needs to be a tax to control the movement of "pot."  Some think that six is the right number.

"Me-too" :-) ...victim of Hugo.

Every once and a while, I have a funny moment. I was thinking about jury/audience relationship, mental masturbation. What are their responsibilities? The jury says that they are free from prejudice; the audiences says they have suspended their disbelief. To me they are on parallel tracks moderated by directional forces from back door prejudices. For example, look no closer than your TV;  it is all there -The Good Wife- based upon the adversarial model: rogue prosecutor vs affordability of defense; than they agree to disagree and proceed to act out their respective arguments to their charge, the Judge. Those who are responsible to be critics for the day listen attentively, jury or audience. In my case the last thing the jury heard from the prosecutor was: "He is a time share sales man, what chance did she have!" Her body language was as if she were justice herself telling them to convict on conjecture because God wanted it that way. She presented on evidence to corroborate the verdict other than that I was a time share salesman and therefore I should be guilty and sent off to prison with the label of baby-raper; therefore, I should be raped freely by other inmates. My jury were scavengers from the wrath which reeked havoc upon them by the storm known as Hugo. They could crucify me because, like the Romans who crucified Jesus, they could. These members of the jury were not citizens in action, but Christian wrath based upon prejudices only understood by vengeful people wishing to condemn someone because they are hurting from Hugo's effect. 
    

Mask..."should" it fit anyone?

Stone, that is right, I'm inside of a rock formation in the Joshua Tree Park in California. Yes, it could be used as the metaphor for the Iron Mask from the past generations. Keeping self-locked up inside of self, knowing that it will stunt growth. For example, the generic felon who has to stay put because he is lucky to be working, plus health insurance, yet working three jobs. Afraid to move on because the system makes it very difficult for the felon to borrow monies to participate in a more entrepreneurial environment instead of their present circumstances. What is wrong with this picture? Could you live inside of this and still think that you could relate to what others relate too? The felon needs to be free to participate so that the brain can attenuate the environment. Please remember one thing, before a felon became a felon, a felon was one of society's children. So to free that felon from the old assumptions which caused the crime, well than the felon needs to discern previously unseen patterns, finding some assurance of stability, from stability to understanding. But the problem is that the system is not geared to allow the felons their 14th admendment rights. Now if you want to crack open the mask than educate the children from the felon's family and community; it is through education, coupled with opportunity, that the mask will eventually crumble and fall. Always remember, the first step "could" be joining theblackmarket.me and be counted because there is a heart inside of that cave too.
       

Dollars ...pleasure.

Employment is, and has always been, the crux of the problem. This is the way the system works: If a license is needed, than you cannot get employed if you are a felon. OK; there are always exceptions to the rule of thumb. For example, it is thumbs up if you are clean, thumbs down if you are a dirty, felon. But for sure, there will always be an employment situation in the felon's life; therefore, the families involved with the felon will be affected because when one is out of work their environment suffers and all those in that environment are affected as well. Plus, the system is shifting from a diminished middle class backward in time to when the system was -upper class and lower class. Meaning that the system is leaning into a zero sum format, self best interest without reservation. Consequently, think union for employment and join with theblackmarket.me and fight for equality under the 14th amendment. It will never happen without the numbers and you are the number so be counted. It's the construct that matters; unionization is a construct. The only representation there is for a felon is self representation by being one among others. So to dream while "walking without feet, flying without wings, and thinking without mind." I too will sail the ocean's blues.
   

Craig's list junkie....

It is where I pretend "to be or not to be," as they say. Depending on which side of the bed I'm on, I could be as I wish to be for that moment. Titillating is the way that I feel about it; it is all about being who I need to be moment to moment to fertilize my imagination.  For me, it is all about mental health. I was mentally molested in prison. Prison is a mind altering experience because it challenges the brain's way of maintaining a balanced position. Prison challenged my sense of security because I was seen as a commodity; everything in prison has a sexual connotation. For example, the 'icicle garden' is made up of actors who prey upon one another because that is all they have. The felon has to find his niche in the joint; this means forming bonds around others who have only their own best interest at heart- if there is such a thing as compassion in prison, well maybe amongst the he/she and or gender benders. Other than that, in prison you cannot depend upon anyone other than self. It is not like Venice Beach where you have an indoor as well as an open stage for the freaks to show off  their unique characteristics; I just love Venice Beach and its boardwalk; you know what I mean?