Pregnant Paws...

And another thing. 

You won't hear men saying this very often, because it can be misinterpreted in so many ways by women that it's often better to keep your mouth shut- but the fact is...

I, and most of my friends, think pregnant women are very sexy indeed. 

She doesn't have to be my woman- pregnant with MY baby to be sexy. 

This isn't a power trip. 

Nothing to do with ownership, or any of that macho shit.

Man, I even have a book full of pregnant ladies, & it is the sexiest thing I have EVER seen.

This is it; " Pregnant Goddesshood: A Celebration of Life."

The book is a thing of beauty, as are the women contained therein.

So...if you are pregnant and feeling 'ugly' or 'fat'...

then you are also out of your mind. 

Revel in your beauty; the earth mother only has this very special glow for...nine?  nine months.

So make the most of it. 

You are SEXY AS HELL.

Key Master...

I was in the ghetto the other day, & a Latino gang banger asked me for a smoke. 

I gave him a couple, and he asked me if I was from OZ.  I confirmed his suspicions, and he instantly warmed to me. 

(It's funny, that.  We seem to be well liked.  It doesn't hurt a traveller to come from a country people like...especially in gang territory!) 

Anyway...then he asked me what I was doing in the ghetto. 

I told him I like it in the ghetto. 

He looked stunned. 

I told him, I have tried yacht clubs and I have tried ghettos...& I just prefer ghetto's. 

I like the honesty. I like the danger. I like to LEARN.

(& don't forget...I can LEAVE any time I want. THAT is the important bit.) 

Then he asked me how I could travel, being as how it's so expensive. 

Sigh...I looked at his burning cigarette, & I asked him; 'how many cigarettes a day do you smoke?'

He replied 'one, maybe two packs.' 

I said, 'you give up the smokes for a few months, you got airfare and walking around money right there.  Any country you want.'

He nodded in agreement.  'Damn!  You're right!'

Priorities, people, priorities.

How badly do you want your freedom?

How much do you love your prison???

Some of you guys are in prisons of your own making. 

Work with me here...I know you can set yourselves free.
 

You just need someone not from your life to show you where the key is...

Cramming.

Not everybody is a firecracker right off the blocks. 

I was born into complete mediocrity.  I had all the ambition of a block of cement.  I aspired to nothing, desired nothing...except to be left alone. 

And yet...motivation toward higher things dawned upon me over time. 

I'm not sure why...it just did. 

So now I am cramming a bunch of meaningful things into the last little bit of my life. 

That counts too.

Never too late, I guess... 

True North...

If you are TRULY interested in kindness as a way of life...you will always come back to it. 

Like True North...you won't be able to help yourself.

You will be drawn to it. 

And if not...something else will most surely attract you.

This is the way of the world. 

Fight it at your peril...

Or smash the compass under the heel of your boot and choose the wilderness of the soul....

Forever.  

Fullashit Daichi...

Once the Fullashit alarm has been tripped...there is generally no going back.

The toxins have begun to seep. 

By that I mean, that point in the relationship where you KNOW the other person is NOT built on a foundation of truth, does not mean what they say, and will not do what they say they are going to do. 

That point when you KNOW that person does NOT have your best interests at heart.

Of course it is worth noting...rarely will you find a person who has never behaved in this way.

Human beings are flawed creatures...& we make mistakes.

Forget things. 

Are distracted by our own woes to the point of carelessness.

Become so ill we do not know what we are doing.

Of course discretion is the better part of valour.

Of course it makes sense to give people several chances; it would be a very lonely place without some forgiveness. 

We ought to note that this should manifest as a pattern of behaviour.

So...when someone CONSISTENTLY lets you down, reneges on their word...and does not acknowledge it with a contrite heart...

This is generally the beginning of the end.

And the friendship seeps into the ocean, from whence it all began...

Handling Toxic Waste Effectively...

Damn, there are some poisonous people out there. 

Must be a sign of the times. 

I like the thing, 'if you can't say something nice...don't say anything at all'. 

Why?

Because there are enough REAL threats out there we can be directing our energy into. 

Like a nuclear reactor leeching toxins into the world FAR GREATER than the poison any single person can muster. 


I actually had a couple of people during the last week ask me what a 'Fukushima' was.

That fucking word...FUCKushima...should be on ALL of our lips!!

It should by now be woven into our very DNA!!

It will be the death of us, if we don't do something toot sweet!!

Under these kind of grave conditions...I re-iterate my blog the other day.


Fuck the haters. 

There are far more important matters.

Walk away and keep on going.


At times like these...of course I wonder if people are worth it.

Take Goethe- any Goethe.  At random...From 'The Sorrows of Young Werther'.

"The human race is a monotonous affair. Most people spend the greatest part of their time working in order to live, and what little freedom remains so fills them with fear that they seek out any and every means to be rid of it.”

Including taking it out on others. 

I see it ALL the time.

Then again...Goethe also said in 'Ill-humour'...

'then I see a human face...

back in love with humans.'


Humans are fickle. 

I am human.

Hence...also fickle.

I want to live. 

Which must mean...I want humans to live.

Because I am like ALL humans. 

I simply don't care to be assailed and circumvented by the petty fears and insecurities of others who have not as yet found a practical outlet for their pent up energy.

I have.

And I am convinced there ARE still enough decent folk out there worth saving.


Indeed...I think of the children, who actually have a RIGHT to behave like children.

If nothing else...

do it for the children.

Now...to take my own advice...

& throw my energy into the more pressing matters at hand.

http://fukushimarock.blogspot.com/2013/07/the-road-away-from-hell-is-paved-with.html

Home and Dry.

Your best investment for the future? 

Food. 

Large supplies of dry goods and filtered water. 

And somewhere to put them. 

& you, and your family.  

I'm not an 'end is nigh' kinda guy...but the writing is on the wall. 

It's coming.


An economic- and environmental- correction of epic proportions.