Sunday, February 19, 2012

It's not a cult

A cult preys on the weak and their stupidity.  If I had a cult it would be an elitist cult filled with only the strongest humans.  Why would I need a cult of stupid people?  I'd make them try out to be in my organization.  I think it would be a lot easier to break a smart person than to break a dumb person.  These so called smart people show up to work every day and take orders from a boss who is more than likely a lot dumber than they are.  The dumb workers miss too many days and get fired.  The smart rarely speak their minds because they don't want to lose their job.  I doubt I could trick them with religion but maybe I could with stock options in "the company".  I'd echo the notion that in a few years the company's stock would be worth millions and soon everyone would be rich.  To make them more obedient I'd force them to work long shifts with nothing to eat but vending machine food.  Sleep deprivation and starvation are key ingredients for this to work.  Next I'd make them feel like they're part of a family.  The CEO would be like their father and my secretary would be like their mother.  If they left there would be a chance they'd die.  Outside of the organization there isn't any health insurance and if they got sick they couldn't afford the hospital bills.  The only thing left would be "the message".  The cult members would need reassurance that the collective whole is in control and is an all powerful force.  Any opposition to the collective reasoning would lead to write ups and possible suspension.  I would send webcast messages via email, hand out company tshirts, and maybe even print a book all with the message that we are here to stay.

Replace the idea of religion with money and most of the working class is part of what I consider a cult.  We are all free to leave but the fear of losing health insurance keeps us there.  I could find a new job but I'd just be trading one cult for another.  We're under the control of capitalism and greed.

Sunday, February 12, 2012

up the DMT man

Dimethyltryptamine is a naturally occurring psychedelic found in the human body.  We produce it during REM sleep.  DMT is produced in plants.  It's something we can have in common with nature.  Stupid plants quit hogging all the dimethyltryptamine!  DMT can produce anything from a short lived psychedelic experience to a total immersion into a different reality. I don't really care about the pill form, smoked form, or injected form of DMT.  I have always been a cheap bastard.  If my body can make DMT why should I pay for it?  One way of releasing DMT is to have a religious experience.  That's easy enough but I don't like going to church so I can just pray for DMT at home.  Other ways the body gives up the DMT are death, REM sleep, and meditation.  The white light a person might see at the time of their demise has been linked to a release of DMT by the pineal gland.  I'm not quite ready for death so I bought a book on Zen meditation.

I'm interested in self healing.  I am a cancer survivor.  Life is short and we should enjoy it.  Stress is the cause of many of life's problems.  Imagine a bad day at work, the worst day possible.  I'm talking about no coffee, boss up your ass, too much work, and problems at home.  It's too much.  What if you could walk away from it for a few minutes and come back completely refreshed.  My old man would sit on the toilet for a half an hour and read.  It's a great way to get away from everything but it's not for me. I sit completely still in my room and focus my breathing.  After a while it feels like I've woke up from a full night's sleep and many of the questions I've had about my day now have answers.  It's not some hippie bong trip.  It's science.

Saturday, February 4, 2012

Plugged in and Jacked up

Got my second coffee and 8 tabs of chrome.  I'm blasting some jerk on facebook, reading about Gingrich losing in Florida, listening to reggae, updating my google+, and blogging about it.  This is my zen.

The coffee isn't as good as the coffee at work.  I wonder what kind they are buying or maybe I'm make the Folgers crystals wrong.  I doubt there is a wrong way to do it.  I haven't cleaned the coffee maker ever.  hmmm

I don't even know the guy who's commenting on my facebook status.  He might be an old friend from college but he isn't using his real name.  His location says Alliance and that's where my old friend was from.  He was always a little nuts and I doubt he'd use his real name on facebook.  Do you hear that helicopter flying overhead?

Gingrich is a pretty smart guy, but he also lacks compassion.  He comes across as a jerk and I don't like him.  I wonder what made this monster.  His mother never hugged him.  He doesn't respect women and that's what scares me.

Shaggy was popular in the 90s, but what the hell happened to him?  His voice is unique.  I can only pick up a few words.  Every time I hear a Shaggy song I think of dumb and dumber the movie and maybe that's what killed his career.  Every white person in America watched that movie and when Shaggy is singing summertime all they picture is Loyd driving those dogs around with ketchup and mustard getting in their fur.

I don't think google+ can compete with facebook.  My mom is on facebook the earth still circles the sun.  If mom finds google+ and signs up the earth will probably spin out of orbit and fly off into a black hole.  I can't put weird stuff on google+ anymore because my dad is following me.  My dad is up to date and his phone is 10X smarter than mine.  His phone doesn't have any hinges and my google+ no longer has any updates about my unit.