Other People's Mail??

This is an experiment that could blow up in my face... But I keep laughing at my own words, which I always give freely in letters to friends, family, foes and forlorn...

I won't post other's personal information, though I am attempting to share how I relate uniquely to different individuals... It's still my writing, though each recipient flavors the missive in their own way...

My goal now is to continue to be authentic when I correspond, and not write for the sensational... And of course, if you desire not to be part of this mail exposure project, just let me know...

Graphic Violets...

Alex,

Thanks for the encouragement on the song art... I never know if the images get my point across... Or even if the art is up to design 'snuff' in comparison to the graphic arts world...Like photography and even music, I am such a rookie with 'digital' that I have leaned on luck hard enough to make me lopsided... The best ways I learn new talents is when I simply have no one to help me... I mean, I often think I would sure like some help, but it often feels like people are more inclined to help by explaining how they cannot... Ah, blah blah... I could always get better and learn more... I taught myself PhotoShop7 and have been tinkering with it for over 4 years...

But I also feel like sometimes I just throw those together on the fly, because I only think about the song art right before I upload the song for anyone to hear... I usually quickly open up PhotoShop and put some art in its microwave... Not the best, but it keeps me ADD...

I just started a flickr account... I only have all the song art so far, but it's why I started the account... I want to see what responses the images will cause among my 2-D community... Here's the link...  http://www.flickr.com/photos/28124658@N06/

A good example of what I mentioned a moment ago is the 2 versions of 'Super Bowl'... The first was interesting and maybe provocative...


Super Bowl version 1...


But months later I had this great idea of a toilet bowl with green water and a crowd cheering as a big brown football jumped out... I love this image because it says so much without needing to even hear the song! I even borrowed the real NFL super bowl lettering in further attempts to 'stir the pot'...


Super Bowl version 2...


I find the most time consuming element of the digital process for me is the detailed erasure I perform... I remove absolutely everything that is not, say, a transparent pair of fairy wings or a spider web, which can take hours... Through the years I have kept my layered photoshop files, so if I need a particular element that I have already brought to a near finish, I can throw it into the mix almost ready-to-go... It is a fun process... I do feel sentimental about when I used to make collages for no particular reason... Oh, well... Maybe I shall again someday...

I would enjoy swapping ideas with you, and whatnot... Everything's all summery and up in the air for me right now, with me trying to swap doing carpentry for creative expression) Though that's a nice way of saying I should be looking for work soon or now... I just mention it as, by the time you read this message I may have more duties in my life... Suddenly working may affect the arbitrary randomness I enjoy at times... We may have to resort to the telephone to arrange instead of synchronicity...


Peace and Quietude...
CMOR

In-Laws, Not Outlaws...

Brain-Storm-Watch...

The following is a letter I sent to my PNN editor, trying to get the ball rolling on some 'tasteful' marketing...




Lauren,

I noticed today that I hurdled the 1,000 hit mark... Not that it's a big deal to me... At this point the prospects seem like embers glowing, waiting for the brushfire to roar like a SoCal suburb... Wait, that's probably where you live... Bad metaphor, heh heh... I simply mean that I expect much more if it's meant to be at all... Though it seems to me that now I should be qualified to ask for a respectable dialog between PNN and myself in order to help create a flagship model for future brilliant wordsmiths you may attract... If I didn't tell you before, I am not a big fan of one line emails... It makes it terribly difficult to read between one line, eh?

I have been hoping that a huge cutting edge marketing idea would rock me out of my sleep, yet so far nothing has risen to the surface... But I challenge you to challenge me... In the past, when I felt a prospect of synergy, I turned on the afterburn and amazed everyone including myself... But when my creative ideas fall flat in your inbox it's hard to pick up the ball and keep it rolling... Though I admit that since we last exchanged emails, I have been out in the community more than at the computer, gathering experience and friends... You'd say networking, I'd call it having fun...

So I will brainstorm here and now in hopes that something will arise... Please note the rules (haha) of brainstorming as I was taught... No censoring the fluff and crap... So maybe you may get to see what I deal with in the raw, before you ever get to read my writing... And also my 'context' is a healthy disdain for 'marketing' in general, so I am turning off my critical factor for the purpose of being open and creative... So here goes everything...


Possible Sponsors...
Sharpie ads... I love sharpies for illustration... I plan to put a lot more of mine up, and even maybe produce a children's book or three, if life allows...

Uni-Ball gel impact 1.0m... These are the pens I write with pretty exclusively... In fact, you should get them to send me a few free boxes of them... I always run out and have a devil of a time finding them... Only 1.0m tips...

Get Beck to sponsor me... I am already promoting him heavily... I  want to interview him, can you set it up? I am serious...

Whole Foods Market... They don't need to know they laid me off 11 years ago in NC for organizing organic produce too slowly... heh heh...

Tom's Toothpaste... helps me smile!!!

Verbatim Digital Vinyl discs... I only use these classy discs for burning my low budget demos...

Ableton Live... I use Ableton as my recording software platform... They would be interested, maybe...

Flight Of The Conchords... creative duo from NZ... dynamic as heaven, and a big inspiration...

M-Audio... This is the company I use for my recording hardware...

Have one of those cheesy ringtone companies make CMOR ringtones and sell them... My peeps are good at smelling BS, but they will flip for a novelty...

KRK made my studio monitors... Every time I listen to a song, I thank the good lord for KRK...

Scrabble ought to get on board... Design wise, they need to be more creative with their ads... I could design a nice scrabbly ad for my site... Better yet, make me a widget that you can put scrabble letters into an interactive game that I could leave up for my readers to play with... THAT'D be a hoot...

I don't smoke tobacco anymore, but when I did it was only ever Natural American Spirit... Is there a law against marketing tobacco online?

Even though I have helped campaign against some of their union busting tactics, 'American Apparel' might be good... It's the one clothing manufacturer I could deal with, as I wrote a song called, 'Sweatshop In Your Soul...' and need to stick by certain human rights values...

Brightenbush hot springs?

ACLU?

National Endowment for the Arts? do they still even exist?

Ryobi power tools... When I have to do carpentry, I AM "Ryobi-Won-Kenobi"...

Elixir guitar strings... I would trust them with the life of my Martin guitar...

Sennheiser is the brand of awesome headphones I use to keep harmony with my housemates...

Microsoft might sponsor, though don't tell them my legal copy of Windows has a scratched disc, so I use a pirate copy...

Adobe Photoshop? Yeah, you should get them to kick down their creative suite, along with a full on ad campaign based around creativity and imagination... That's gold right there...

Fender might sponsor...

Remo makes percussion, keeps me in rhythm...

Fremont Arts Council in Seattle, whom I only briefly fraternize with... But they saw my video work and it could be a nice relationship to develop...

Cardboard Tube Fighting League... I did an article on them...

REI... The outdoors equipment one-stop shopping hub... I do have a membership here, though can never afford their awesome $10 pairs of socks...

The Vatican should sponsor me, but only if I am free to poke fun...

Trojan condoms...

How about Working Assets? They are a great telecommunications company I used to use and may again... Very conscious... Very green...

National Geographic could be helpful...

I bank with WaMu (Washington Mutual)... They always want my money...

Maybe the Chinese government would sponsor me on PNN... I taught English there, and with the olympics they might just go for anything...

Cannes film festival, or Sundance more likely... Seattle has the SIFF...

Braun keeps me clean shaved AND brews my coffee (when I drink it)...

NASA needs us... I love astronomy, in a gazing sort of way... I even have an AstroPhysicist friend who reads my blog regularly...

Any universities out there doing sponsorship? I am a very scholarly dude, though at some point, SOME university will have to give me an honorary doctorate so I don't make them look bad for being so smart without a degree...

The IRS could sponsor... Each letter they send me tests my virtue, so I say if you can't eat 'em, conjoin 'em...

Any computer companies willing to kick in a new console for me? I work with a 6 year old eMachines con that freezes up a lot... This means I lose many creative thoughts...

BioTech in general... If they knew the ideas I had, like Hand-Phones or USB brain ports, they'd want to keep tabs on me so as not to start a wacky rumor etc... If they sponsor, they could keep an eye AND put the money where the mouth is supposed to be...

iPod... Absolutely they would dig my vibe!!! Go get 'em...

A Micro-Brewery in Oregon makes one of my favorite microbrews... Rogue Dead Guy Ale...

Maybe there's a small state in America, like Rhode Island or New Hampshire, that would take me on as a project...

Sony made my handycam, which I use to take video and still footage...

Best Buy doesn't like me since I haven't paid them for the camera and other tech toys, but that's just a matter of putting the dollars where they go...

HBO has certain independantly flavored shows that feature up and comers... If one of these got behind us...

I know this is all over the place for direction... But to me, they are all interconnected... If a record label picked up a song or an album, it would naturally spill over into the blog world... If a company such as Apple bought all the adspace on my blog because they liked my eye for design, it could generate awareness for my songs, etc... I mean that the writing feeds the music feeds the graphic design feeds the soul feeds the belly... Full circle, or at least an oval race track, heh heh...

Often when I walk down the street, simply smiling at folk makes them want to know what I am all about... I definitely need a new business card with the PNN URL on it... Though I still have about 500 old cards with my mice pace address on it... Could you kick down a rubber stamp that says http://CMOR.PNN.com on it? Then I could stamp it on the back and save paper waste...

Maybe some of these ideas are follow-up-able... I don't really know... I have always shied away from sales because I never found a product I believed in... Maybe with me as the product I would be a kick ass salesman, but likely under very precise and gentle inner values to guide me... I express myself one-on-one to people all the time and find them wanting to see me succeed... I just need to include them in the succession...

So I hope you see that I am trying to do what I can to help us all find success... I still don't really know if you think I should be somewhere else or if you feel I could make a place for myself here... I like housewives... AND I am bringing more diversity... Ever thought about just bringing me on board on some level, maybe in a future chapter? I have been wanting to move to CA for a while now...

I wish you well in your own process, trying to find some Craig sized receptacle to place me into... I truly mean that... I appreciate your patience as we get to know one another, and incidentally I should mention that you have already BEEN a mentor to me in formative years... I read up on you a couple weeks ago and was surprised to discover you created Carmen Sandiego... I'm 35, and used to play it at my astrophysicist friend's house when we were in our early teens... Of course, he went on to learn code and is wealthy now... I decided to write poetry and, um... heh heh...


I look forward to whatever the future holds... I can't help feeling like the next month will be very telling as to my career directions... I am already having to choose not to stress about the finances or the empty fridge, etc... I want to believe in a Forest Gump world, where life kicks in for those who haplessly act their true selves... I know it's not up to me to judge this process in the short term, but I feel like Orpheus in the netherworld right now... The heroes never know if they get to see the hollywood ending, eh?

Got to go write a blog and upload my solstice video to ewe-tube... I'll post it on my site if I ever get it uploaded...


Happy Sunday,
Craig



p.s. I need feedback on the sponsor ideas! Wrong direction? Do you need clarification or more info? I can apply my creativity, though it's far easier if I understand how to apply it...

Free Wheel's Flat...

Abercrombie,



Thanks for your recent mice pace message... That wasn't so hard, right? True, it leaves me feeling like the scorpion has struck...  I guess I hadn't quite let you go enough, eh? Because I am fucking shattered right now...

My first mice pace crush...

God, I gotta keep you people online, and not in my heart...

I have to say that you could have just told me this about a month ago... It would have saved me lots of growth and character building... And that's not me being stubborn... I call it LOYALTY... Loyalty to something that you helped create... That was what was so bizarre... If you feel differently from the last time we actually connected, then that would've been the time to convey those contrary feelings... Remember that I am frank? Blunt? If you really knew me then you'd know I prefer these to guessing and other head trips...

Abi, I am doing my best to contain my emotions... That means I am not crying just right now... Not smiling either though, or working on my video project, but not blubbering either... I was only going to shoot a quick message your way, but I guess I should just type away to see how I feel...

You were wrong to pull me into your Montana world and then leave me there... I gave up a girlfriend for you (I really miss her sometimes...) and a lot of nice comfy vices... I do thank you for being a willing pawn of Life to help reform my soul... But Jesus!!! You really played me for the fool that I AM!! What's hilarious is that I would do the same thing again if the connection were that severe...

It simply leaves me at a total breakdown point, with not even music as a crutch... No income, no hope of feminine connection, no hope of recognition as to career or creative expression... I don't even think I have the balls any more to just start walking and never look back...


So thanks, though I should claim full responsibility... You are a dear child, learning to overcome fear and then walk on your new, shaky legs... I am old enough to be your ancestor, if we consider experience to be a factor... I thought that two-way love could bridge the gulf, but naivety always prevails... And I don't mean that as a slam... You are so naive!!! But that is one of the things I love about you... You have brazen courage to do what many will not, DESPITE the insecure feelings you cherish... And I am also ignorant, though not because I didn't try to see...

My soul is screaming at me right now, or as much as a still small voice can... Love is still the only tool I got, though my shoulder acting up tells me I am pushing love away for moments of this letter... Sorry if some of this is bratty or catty, but I should have told you what I was picking up from you a month ago...

I won't be calling you, and we'll see if you do actually keep in touch... I hesitate to believe it, though I just admitted a moment ago that I know nothing these days... You are just one loose end that has been dangling in my life... Closure is MUCH better than romance today, trust me... This has been the first time in a while, though, that I have been happy to be single and strong and celibate... I don't think I want to change that without a divine reason, and it's good to see that with more clarity...

Can I have my books back? At least the copy of 'The Cloud Of UnKnowing...' which I doodled in... I have since bought another copy and am having another go at it... Best book I ever read... But this is not a knee jerk reaction but a request I made before... Best to ask you while you still have dollars for postage...

Overall, I am left with a sense of you never having really even seen me... First you looked through the eyes of your crush... Then you looked through your own eyes but I had yet to really begin my new genesis... Then you looked through the eyes of worry and fear, which color as much as infatuation can... Who I truly am lies inside of me, waiting to be coaxed out by soft hands and warm hearts...

You get a certain giggle in your eyes when you interact with my energy... You know what I am talking about... That is what you are afraid of... Afraid of falling for me and being swept off who-knows-where-you-never-planned... You call yourself a 'freewheeler', but I might amend that to a 'training-wheeler'... Try paralleling with me for a lifetime... I'll show you freewheeling...

I  never told you  half the tales JUST SINCE YOU MET ME!!! Ha hah ha!!! I have lived in different cities and countries, and forced myuself to love thousands of different KINDS of people... That's what you like about my 'mind'... The fact that it is OPEN... I mention my experience and freewheeling nature mostly because I wrote that song which I never produced... "Never Got Around Much Till Now..." where I downplayed all prior experience in order to highlight what I was experiencing with you... I don't take that lightly...  Neither should you, which you didn't... But you obviously chose to fear reality as it closed in around you...


Wow, my shoulder hurts... You deserve some of what I am saying... Some of it, you do not... It's not like I have been ruminating on all this since I got back from Montana... This is only off the top of my head... Them's the facts... I am completely unique, and you will never meet another like me... Maybe that's good, since with careful planning you'd could stay in different cities and never have to deal with getting to know me...

Er... My brother just called... He's a bit cynical, or more cynical than I am... He did say one funny thing, however... Something about 'Does the closure feel like a suture, Craig?'... I am still processing that one...

Wow... I never know what's inside of my head... It feels good to finally speak what I feel... You had a way of bristling when I tried to clarify anything... I feel free again to speak my mind, and boo hoo if our feathers are in Dumbo's nose... I don't know what that meant, but it's making me laugh... That's my encouragement to myself, I am realizing... When I was loved by you I was full of bliss... But it was MY bliss, given to myself because I felt free enough to be more me... Just gotta find the same bliss now, or accept me however I am...

I don't want to type to you any more, but I will leave you with a poem I wrote this morning...

Coin-Operator...
I think I'm addicted to feeling good...
My soft spot gets a hard-on for being understood...
But is that really true connection?
Or just a lust for the lack of rejection...
If I seek first the kingdom of approval...
Then all these things shall be added by removal...

I think I'm addicted to being accepted...
Constantly passing to be intercepted...
I'm just a monkey who's trained to perform...
Get myself fired so I can stay warm...
I fall in love with anyone, and their demands...
Really, I'm silly putty, in your hands...

I think I'm addicted to feeling valid...
Keeps me second-guessing and undressing my salad...
Ballad of Abandonment? Or Anthem of Freedom?
How can I learn to love someone,
without the urge to need 'em?
I'm feeling so flimsy from the whimsy of desire...
So let me stand next to your ire...

I think I'm addicted to being liked...
I get myself pumped up... Get myself psyched...
(But when I) Live by the letter of whatever I heard...
(From the) Gallows I'm hanging on every word...
Most of the time when I seek advice...
It's a blatant attempt to get, 'Nice'...

So why campaign for recognition?
Who made pandering such a tradition?
I think I'm addicted and suffering withdrawal...
So why should I try to be anything at all?!?



So you see, dear Absynth, you are another nail in the coffin of my ego nature... I admit you are a most attractive nail, and worth blowing a month's rent on in gasoline (I should have accepted when your mom offered to pay for gas to Billings)... Thanks for the mammaries, though I only touched them while I slept... I can't be blamed for being more in tune with my soul when asleep... I still feel cosmically connected to you, like some cruel trick of fate or something... But now I can live my life and ignore that bizarre awareness...

I never wanted to fall in love with you... You invited me to... Go do the research, if you feel like it... I no longer care... Today you invited me not to... So I gather myself as I should have long ago, and release you to the wild world of freewheeling... As the old gypsy saying goes, "May you get what you wish for..." I know that if you were supposed to learn something and did not, life will keep bashing on your door until you figure it out... Thanks for not dragging me through that process, for I have my own quandries to quell...

Boy, aren't I the opinionated on today...?


Till the smell freezes over...
Craig

R.S.V.P.

Zac,

Thanks for the invite to your socializing suaree, and it may be that I show up... If I do, I'll likely bring my parents, who will be visiting from Houston... Though gas is becoming such a commodity that I sometimes wonder if we are all approaching a real life 'Mad Max' phase of history... After all, it takes nearly 2 hours to drive all the way from Seattle to Longbranch...

But I am suddenly empathizing with how busy you must feel when you get back to these parts, after being in South America for so long... I wonder if connecting with all your special people begins to feel like a duty, and loving them might become an obligation... I imagine you are much like myself, that connecting authentically with people you love is of utmost priority, as opposed to just learning the miniscule details of someone's past that you missed while living your own life... I appreciate and applaud this in you... Also, I am guessing that you are probably trying to work a bit as well to save for expenses, and also not forget your family time in the process... Quite a full plate, and I don't want to become one of the burdens that you feel obligated to catch up with...

And thus the predicament I faced when returning from a year in China... How could I knock out all the birds with one giant stone? Throw a party? Allow all the special people to gather under one banner and have their way... Only a few intimate moments will be achieved, but life can carry on after the fact with little impact on the social batteries... I have been on both ends of this in years past, as both guest and host, so I can't say it is good or bad... It just is what it is...

I remember before I moved into my current home, I had to come to an 'Open House' to meet my prospective housemates... I arrived at the proper time and place, and soon found that 20 other people were also there to live in the room I was eventually to occupy... It was strange and disconnective, though I guess my hunch to just be myself and not ambitiously try to impress paid off... Still, I tend to avoid large gatherings where I can help it, unless I am simply serving or trying to grow in character...

However, when I was moving to North Carolina over 10 years ago, it was wonderful to have people come to honor my departure... I got to see folk from many different parts of my brain, all together and enjoying themselves freely... I remember that music happened, and tea was sipped, fun conversation was held by all, and even a gift or two was thrown my way... Logistically, I could never have arranged to meet with all those incredible beings one by one, so it was a beautiful experience... If I remember correctly, you may even have had a hand in organizing it...

It might seem like I am trying to say something without saying it... Rather, I am saying a lot, yet attempting to not say the wrong thing... By exploring how I feel, I am actually figuring out my feelings towards this... Last I heard from you, it was the beginning of a good sit-down-around-a-fire-and-open-our-hearts conversation... But again, if you are like me, you do this with everyone on some level... So I have been giving you space since your arrival, to settle into whatever groove you may need to find...

Would I like to go to this festivity? Yes, I guess... It'd be a stretch though, as a lot of those people attended my wedding and not my divorce, if you catch my drift... I would instantly be in a place where I could choose to love everyone or suffer in my own isolated hell... Good for my soul, though maybe not great for atmosphere...Letting go of resentment is the most fun I could have all year!!!

Also, I am in a constant state of wonder these days... Sometimes it's a childlike wonder, yet sometimes I am just wondering... To answer the inevitable question of what I am doing with my life these days would feel like waves constantly battering me until I am one soggy bruise... Because I am in a cosmic holding pattern... To each subjective person my answers may appear as either truly waiting on God, or just plain confused and unemployed...

But I love you... I love your family... You are one of the rare people in my life who are very EASY to love... I don't have to feel a particular way to be free around you, and this has helped me grow immensely, though I have rarely seen you for the last decade... So I shall likely come to this gathering to celebrate your return... If that's all I get to see of you, my old friend, then so be it...

Really, I say that with a smile... We have thousands of special people between us, each one incredibly meaningful and profound in the level of connection... And this phenomenon is merely a BY-PRODUCT of loving people, of savoring life... The individual persons come and go, I notice... So I just love anybody that is in front of my face, or whomever's at the other end of the telephone, or email, carrier pigeon, etc... As the 70's pop song said, 'If you can't be with the one you love... Love the one you're with..." This has become sacred to me...

I do have high hopes to see you, though I am limited by my means, and even by awareness of your newfound routines... I would love to feel special among the special, though this is maybe some final bit of selfishness from getting to call you cousin for so long... Now I am just a guy you know, though I am okay with that... In any case, I hope you are finding the Northwest to your liking, and that every day is unfolding with ample examples of how to smile in the face of frowners and non-out-of-towners...


Inexplicably,
Craig

Pearl With A Girl Earring...

Abigail, my very welcome heart-inhabitor...

 

I didn't give a lot of prep thought to the whole "10 Reasons To Leave Or Cleave" idea, though I shall likely find ten valiant virtues and ten scary skeletons for you to greet... I find it to be a frightening thrill to be providing these glimpses into me... You know? Being known is almost as intimidating as really knowing... I don't know... heh heh...

 

 

10 Reasons To Cleave...

1. I am only interested in the interesting... But of course, that makes it ALL so very interesting...

 

2. I have waited for my entire life to discover one individual with whom I connect so strongly as to want to join in a lifelong 'group project'...

 

3. I give excellent massages... Discreet ones for now, imagine the rest later... I try to engage as many senses as I can tickle, all the while my hands conveying some ulterior motive from the most high... You will be pleased...

 

4. I make really great songs... heh heh... But seriously, my writing is a graffiti museum from the love dove at times... If I wasn't me, I'd watch to see what sort of trouble a thinker like this could stir up...

 

5. I am deeply caring... Today there was a fly that would have died of frustration and madness, buzzing in the window I was puttying... I sent thoughts its way like, 'Listen, buddy... I know you want to fly free out in the open air... Hop on my finger and I'll rescue you... It did not, though I managed to trap it in my hand and release it into the wild...

 

6. We are for each other just what a wacky creator would make... It's a beautiful challenge for me to conceive that while I was making independent decisions and flippant choices, that I may have been groomed at every turn to be fit for you... It is bizarre, and I don't quite know if that's so... But I wouldn't put it past 'The Great Art Thou...'

 

7. I will always pause and reflect before I tell you how I am doing... The same willingness to wait for the perfect spontaneous words is what fuels my creativity... I know Solomon said there's nothing new under the sun... But maybe I would change that to "Everything is always new under the sun!"...

 

8. I have never thrown a punch in my life... I'd say I don't have a violent bone in my body, but all the vicious ones are in my mouth...

 

9. I want to assist you however you wish in regards to YOUR music... I really do... I really REALLY do...

10. I am yours... I love you...

 

 

10 Reasons To Leave...

1. I am a bit 'European' in my washing routines, unless I get dirty at work... I don't hate it when people over-use water, but I just don't need it so often... Maybe? When I do wash, however, it is beautifully ritualistic I have such a cozy and warm, fun experience that I often take 30 to 40 minute showers (when I do...)

 

2. In the past I have been a bit 'brief' in the briefs... Whether psychological or physiological, I do not know... But I try to make up for it by being really good at foreplay... I should finish this thought some other time, if we wed down that road...

 

3. I have raspy old lungs from smoking too much... I hate to say it because women seem to like immortal men... But I may not live quite so long as I wish... I have no inklings of anything but thriving, but life (or death) is unexpected...

 

4. I haven't paid my BestBuy credit card account in about a year...

 

5. I get really mixed-up and frustrated when someone says that everything's are fine while my instincts scream otherwise... In the past I have hurt the people I was trying to help...

 

6. I know several episodes worth of old Star Trek dialog by heart... You should flee...

 

7. I survived hurricane Andrew in 1992, in Miami... My whole family went out daily after the storm, to the worst of the disaster struck areas... I never once went out with them to help, simply staying at home and smoking herb and enjoying the solitude... This is a revelation about me when all the virtue is removed... I am just a selfish, mean loner, who would fathom the depths of God himself, but just for some attention...

 

8. I am quite manipulative... If my divinity were stripped from me and I got it in my head to have something my way... Well, imagine all my creativity being flash-focused into MY will and MY ambition... Yeah, I can accomplish the goal, but people get flattened in the process... I say AM in this case because there is a caged animal inside me that I am forced to care for...

 

9. I don't like to deep clean my home... Though for Feng Shui purposes I don't mind leaving no trace as I go about my home life... Bathroom and kitchen especially, but I am almost never on my hands and knees with a scrub brush...

 

10. I have poor posture... Especially while trying to meditate, which I can't do well at all

 

 

 

Sheeeew...

I am realizing we have conversed so much lately that I was hard-pressed to find fresh reasons in the good and bad categories But what fun, eh? You rather get a random snippet of my 'Top 10' and my 'Flop 10'

Choose Wisely

CMOR