Here lies goodness...

Good Morning. Welcome to Monday morning in Janiceland. It is a strange place and you only need to visit it for a brief time, so let's get on with it.

First of all, have you killed anyone today? I know the day is young but is that in your plans? Nope, I didn't think so.

Then, have you taken anyone's food away from them? I am willing to bet that if you have sandwich and someone walks up to you and says they are hungry, you will give it or at least half of it to them.

Have you stolen anything this week? Have you beat anyone up? Did you kick someone out of their house?

In the whole course of your life, how many of these things have you done and did you make amends if you did any of them?

So why do you believe you are a sinner when you aren't committing any sins? You aren't hurting anyone. You are just trying to get along, taking care of your family and enjoying your life. Is being happy a sin and what god came up with that one?

Oh, probably the same guy that sold you pie in the sky after death....hey...anyone come back from the dead lately and tell you how wonderful it is in that heaven you have to die to get to? Read your book carefully, little ones. No one ever came back and testified to how wonderful it was after they died because no one has never come back from the dead.

Have you ever heard of snake oil? It keeps you young and cures everything that ails you. Just 9.95 for a bottle of this stuff but how do you know the contents of the bottle are what keeps him young and healthy? He might just naturally be young and healthy. Think about it before you buy.

You are so convinced of your own evilness, you can't see what is in front of you.

God is omnipotent and omnipresent. In other words he can do anything. He can be everywhere. He knows everything. Now let's say I have a worshiping relationship with coffee and every morning I thank the coffee pot for that wonderful cup of Joe. How could my worship or enjoyment of coffee in any way diminish an omnipotent and omnipresent god? If he doesn't like what I am doing, he can just wipe all coffee out. He doesn't have to kill me or direct you to break his own commandment and kill me. What would it matter to him who you worshiped? Don't you think he ought to be a little more evolved than that? Shouldn't he be capable, this supreme being, of teaching you right from wrong without smiting you? I mean, he's not sounding quite so supreme to me. He's sounding like a jealous two year old having a tantrum that if I can't have the candy, no one else can.

Jesus didn't die for your sins. He died for a political cause trying to feed the poor, stop the bankers from taking everything from people via loans and interest, and spreading the horrible concept that all people were created equal. For that the Romans executed him as a thief. If anyone had any sins to die for, it was the Roman Emperor, not you.

Take a look at the book you clutch as the holy of holiest. Constantine the First took all the books loosely associated with a small religious sect that called themselves followers of Jesus, edited out the ones he didn't like and created the religion of Christianity. Do you know what else good old Constantine gave you? He gave you the Feudal system where serfs (slaves by another name) worked their master's land for which they got a place to stay and maybe food while their master took as much of the fruits of their labor as he wanted and their daughters, sons, wives...pretty much anyone he wanted to do anything with under the blessings of the Church. Wow, and you thought you were a sinner. Missed that boat, friend. Guess how you got into the Master's club. You had to be born into it. All wealth was inherited via bloodline. Serf could never leave the land where they were born. You and your children and your children's children belonged to the land of the Master. There was a small Merchant Class allowed to exist because traveling with commodities was a dangerous thing the 1% didn't want to do. They were the only people that were allowed to freely move between these 1% Master's lands. Nice system, if you are the right bloodline.

You sit here scared to death the guy down the street is going to take your things away from you. The guy who is going to take your things, your house and the food and medicine out of your mouth isn't the guy down the street. Heck, that person wouldn't live in your neighborhood on a bet. Ever see Papa John's castle? It is small in comparison to the armed compounds the 1% have created to protect them from you. You don't even know where they are. They are the ones robbing you blind, not anyone in this 10 square block area and this man with the reversed collar is here to tell you that the sinner you are, you deserve this. You deserve to lose everything you work for because you are bad. Just die and maybe with forgiveness and a good donation in the plate, and you'll go to a better place.

Do you really believe him? They say misery loves company. Well, I'm going to tell you misery pays really good if you can convince people to inflict it upon themselves. Think about it.

I happen to think you are a good decent person doing the best you can in current circumstances. You are free to disagree with me.

Have a nice Monday.

How much are paying the piper to dance to his tune?

The Glittering Trap

Many years ago, an acquaintance announced, they simply had to have the NEW Iphone. Unfortunately, I asked the simple question: Why?

You see this person had a perfectly good cell phone and computer. They used the phone for calls and really had no need for anything else. It wasn't like they were keeping up a web site, taking phone orders, even running a business, processing credit cards or anything else on the phone or their computer.

A few years earlier, I had gotten a Blackberry because it was FREE...no it wasn't. I would have to pay for special service to do anything more than make calls from it. I decided it wasn't worth it as all I really did was make calls. So I really wanted to know why this person wanted this new phone. What I got was a life long enemy for asking.

But, another friend did get the latest and greatest. Now they spend half their life trying to make money to keep from getting their phone turned off because they now pay not just for the phone calls they need to get but all those pretty bells and whistles they have become addicted to using. Perish the thought of having a camera (even though it will take waaay better pictures) and having to up load those pictures from your home or office computer. What if you actually miss an email for an hour or so while you are away from your computer. Surely the world will end. Can you imagine carrying an address book? That is back breaking work. And so it goes on and on until now, a tablet must be had and of course an ereader for books because there is just so much wasted time while you are killing yourself to make the money to pay for all of these things......and if you miss the huge service bill, you can't even make a phone call.

But, I can process credit cards and pay my bill all at the same time.

Yes, little one and they can deny the credit card you just processed in a couple of hours that causes the payment you made to bounce and incurs a much higher fee than a bounced check right after they pull your credit processing account because the customer complained ….. no proof needed...no recourse. They don't need any proof to empty your bank account and it is your personal account because paying the phone bill is all you can manage and not a business account to limit your liability.

You might want to read that paragraph several times and then read the really fine print on your merchant card processing account.

Do you really need that bright shiny new device? It might be a really nasty thing in disguise.

Why all the psychic wars???

Some days my guides are more patient than others and answer mundane questions for me.

The question that has arisen during the past week is why some mega stores in the psychic go so far as to even hire people to attack small stores that pose no threat to them.

As an example, let me give you tiny store, which is over an hour's drive from mega store, doesn't even carry the same merchandise and has a totally different clientele that wouldn't even consider making the huge trip to mega store since getting to small store is quite a job for them. Not only that, but tiny store doesn't even have any employees and mega store can boast plenty of employees and no appointments needed for service. Mega store even has walk in traffic and tiny store is way off the beaten path with none. This like Mega Tire Store attacking a Shoe Boutique in another state. Why would it even happen? The only thing they might have in common is rubber.

So why is Mega store even bothering to admit Tiny store exists much let alone trying everything short of hiring a mafia hit man to get rid of them? They have already hired a psychic hit man to do the job and are too stupid to know they are risking themselves, not the hit man in this venture.

That was the question I posed to my Guide.

Here is the answer.

You are not going to like it.

No matter what Mega Store's original intent was, at some point they realized they were incompetent at providing and being what they say they are. They realized they were more focused on accumulating wealth than spiritual knowledge. The wealth allows them to be lazy and hire others to do any actual work. Then they must make certain those that do the work cannot leave them. Rather than stepping back from this path and learning and practicing their art and business, they moved to a fear based mode, afraid people would discover they were incompetent and greedy and they would lose their materials they had accumulated and their lazy lifestyle as a parasite. So, they determined the way to survive was to kill the competition, materially by putting them out of business, mentally by undermining their confidence and spiritually by attacking their soul purpose since in reality, they were not competition to Tiny store.

Tiny store is competent in their art, helps people and is not focused solely on the material, so they manage to survive and but they never become Mega Store because they are not willing to destroy others to get there.

So, you are going to ask why we allow Mega Store to exist. It is simple. Mega Store will attract people like themselves and they will destroy them, materially, mentally and spiritually in the never ending quest for more, more and more. Their customers want what they have and they want what their customers have. It becomes a cannibalistic existence cycle until one is exhausted.

Tiny store will go on to attract their like type and help them to learn their soul purpose, achieve their spiritual goals, evolve and eventually help others of like purpose.

Mega store separates the wheat from the chaff and throws the chaff away while the wheat goes on to the Tiny store and becomes their support and students.

It saves all of us a lot of time.

This is not to say that Tiny store doesn't suffer more than most. The suffering doesn't make you stronger, more spiritual or anything other than cause you pain. There is no reward for this path other than the satisfaction of being of service and that is the road you chose. You will get more rest than Mega store as once they pass over, they have a lot to learn here and lessons can be harsh and very long in our world, not that there is really time; it just appears that way. You on the other hand already have learned the lessons, understand the way of our world and will fit in quite nicely into your next job here. Our world is for you much more pleasant than what you have become accustomed to and nothing to fear. For the others, our world is something to fear, because like attracts like in our world and that makes it very hard to evolve out of it. It is why they fear death so very much. It is a life sentence.

Then I began to remember when I first finished my lessons as an astrologer. I was in school for over 2 years and then I needed to learn my specialty under another astrologer. You didn't just hang up a shingle, pay a fee and get your paper back then. You had to intern and though many of the internships were nothing more than fetching your master's laundry from the dry cleaner, you still spent a year or more doing basic charts and maybe, if you were really good, getting to offer an opinion on an interpretation. I was a fast learner. Most people spent 5 years or more in the learning process, before the background check and a signed piece of paper allowed you to get an expensive license from the county. Astrologers didn't try to put each other out of business. My second set of clientele was actually given to me by another astrologer who didn't want to do mundane astrology any more. When you hear of that happening in the psychic and magickal world, put up flares, explode fireworks and then recheck whether you are hallucinating. The difference was simple. We were all competent professionals and we had no question about it. To get the license, we had to be competent. To practice without the license was a quick trip to jail and a guarantee we would never have a license.

Now in all these areas, there is no measure of competency. There is no punishment for greed and hurting others in this world but I am willing to bet from what my guide didn't say, the punishment in the next world may be a whopper. No wonder they spend so much time at the doctors' and trying everything to prolong this life. Well, I have a newsflash: death is always waiting even in the guise of bus going too fast.

So, if you find it was a total fluke that one day you managed to play one song on the piano, rather than trying kill all pianists, take up another instrument and if that doesn't work, find something you are really good at and do it. Just because I can't play a guitar, and I can't, is no reason for me to be jealous of Eric Clapton. I would love to be able to play like him. It is never happening. I can't play a single cord because of my fingers' sensitivity. I know that. I would love to see him play. I will stick to my piano. That, I do play half way well. That I do enjoy. That is enough for me and it has nothing to do with ambition and everything to do with reality which is not located on a sandy place on the banks of the River DeNial.

Jealousy and the Corporate State of Affairs

I don't know if you are familiar with J.D. Robb's series ***** In Death, but I am reading Calculated in Death. One of the many things in human behavior that has always puzzled me is jealousy and envy. The former has a tendency to destroy both parties. I simply do not understand those emotions. They are totally counter productive. Then I read this passage in the book and I am starting to wrap my head around them.

“A lust for what he does, a desire to get up in the morning and do it again. It's what builds success.?

“Well, that and a talent for doing what you do. You can want it, be driven to do it, but if you're not skilled, all the lust in the world won't bring you success.”

Now that explains jealousy: drive and lust for something but no talent for it.

““Anyway, if you're doing what you're doing for the result, for the benefits, with no real lust or skill or basic appreciation for what generates the benefits, you're going to look for ways to do less of what generates while pumping up the benefits.”

“Passing the work off to others, and/or cheating.”

“Others built something, figured it out, had to be good at it, and you're plopped into the big leather chair and expected to keep it all going, and add to it. Maybe that's privilege, sure, but that's also pressure.””

And that explains the corporate state of affairs......accumulate more and more trying to please dead parents by screwing more and more people because you have no real talent to build anything yourself and the people under you that have talent are a constant thorn in your side that you have to eliminate.

History's Judgment

Today's first thing that popped out in the newspaper was the statement: “History will not judge us well if we do not intervene in Syria.”

REALLY????

Dear Congress,

Here is your judgment from History, whatever that is.... You have destroyed the Middle Class, left the elderly, poor, disabled, children and Veterans of your wars homeless, hungry and with no hope for anything but poverty and disease and perhaps a quick death to get out of this country. You have fed a bloated rich class, which happens to include you, with the blood of the rest of this country. You have faked the economy to rob the poor where the middle class now resides. You have destroyed 98% of the people's hope for even basic medical care. You have taken their money and given it to your rich friends to gamble with on the Stock Market like some sort of a roving poker game. You have lied your way into one war after another killing and maiming the poor and stupid who were just looking for an education, food and the hope of raising themselves out of this garbage can you built all by yourselves.

Now, you actually think anything you do in Syria will even be a blip on your resume? Think again. You have already screwed your place in history. Nothing in the next year will save you or get you a favorable line in the text books unless you can get a Saudi Arabian owned FOX news to write them and since they don't want you in Syria, that prospect is looking poor.

Dear President Obama,

Lobbing missiles at Syria is not going to do anything for your place in history. You will go down as the first black president and after that, with any luck, the page will be blank. After all, what exactly have you done in 5 years?

You were elected on a platform of healthcare reform, stopping the insane war machine and bringing prosperity back to this country.

What we got was a watered down insurance company approved bill and postponement of its implementation until you can get safely out of office. In the meantime, the war on the little womenfolk’s health kicked into high gear and states got away with denying them prenatal care, birth control and forcing them to bear rape babies while giving the rapist “parental rights”. In short, your administration allowed women to be reduced to chattel (check the Bible for definition) while not worrying about your own because after all, you are now a member of the elite, permanent healthcare, salary for life and even protection from the rabble.

You will not get credit for marriage reform as that goes to the Supreme Court and lastly, the IRS.

You will not get credit for much of anything as you haven't really done anything but give the Congress....read their place in history above....everything they wanted. If anything your place in history will read:

Yes Man to a dysfunctional, delusional Congress.

Syria isn't going to save you. It will destroy you.

If nothing else, the place both you and Congress will earn in history will be one of more horror than any genocidal dictator in history. You will be the people who reduced war to a video game played from a safe underground bunker with remote controlled missiles and little marks on a white board representing hits as you reduced people to game pieces in whatever demented actions you take. Those marks on the white board include your own people in this country.

I doubt History will judge you at all because I doubt there will be any History to remember you, but perhaps, that is the goal. As for judgments, that is between you and your maker and you might want to consider the 1% only consider themselves to be the “human beings worthy of life” and of course, a place in history.

The Unscrew Faery

George is plagued by a member of the Fae we have come to not so affectionately call the Unscrew Faery. This little creature is capable of unscrewing things. For example, if George places anything but a stick pen in his pocket, a few minutes later, it will be unscrewed and ink will be everywhere. His shoe laces will not remain tied. Given a month or so, Velcro doesn't even work that well. Buttons pop off and disappear forever......it is hard to keep than man together. I've given up. Duct tape doesn't work.

I cannot use a screw driver of any variety. I can't unscrew anything and forget actually getting a screw to go into anything. George can get anything to come apart.

He arrived in the kitchen and held out this to me and asked if I knew what it was....absolutely not. What kind of mess was this?

You are not going to believe this.

That mess on the left is what is left of his shoelace after it was blown apart by the Unscrew Faery. This little monster first removed the plastic tip from the shoe lace so George had glued and taped it closed. When he woke up, this was all that was left threaded through the holes in his shoe and no, it wasn't the cat's work.

Now I am wondering if the cat really has been tearing the toilet paper apart. I mean, she denies it and yesterday when I spun the roll of toilet paper she panicked and ran out of the bathroom. Maybe........Oh, I really, really don't want to think about that........

SYRIA: The distraction for a pickpocket Congress

Good Morning Fellow Serfs, it is time to listen to Mother Revolutionary about something that affects all of you donors to the government till or as they put it: tax payers.

Just as Congress is about to pass a budget which no one with a brain likes, they are deciding whether to get your children blown up in Syria. Best pay attention to this budget because when your darlings get back from the latest religious/oil war, they will get hit with the budget and the task of finding a non-existent job. When they find that fast food job, put their little uniforms on and work with no benefits, they will get a check and that will be when they discover the great god, Social Security, has just taken a huge chunk of the change they worked for all week.

The plan that is called a compromise and just happens to be what the GOP has wanted for 5 years is tying the amount of money your elderly relatives and friends get every month to the Cost of Living. This affects you because if they are relatives, guess who is going to have to make up the difference or have mom and dad and grandma and grandpa living with them? The answer is YOU, so just remember how much you wanted out of the house and whether you are going to like changing adult cotton diapers and washing them because the disposable ones cost about 50.00 a box....more if they are for someone weighing over 120 pounds.

Now that I have you riveted attention, let me ask you a few questions no one wants you to ask. Do you know how the cost of living is figured? Do you know who figures the cost of living?

You really ought to know those answers before you put your faith in the cost of living. You see, there is no carved in stone way of figuring the cost of living. It is sort of like getting dressed in the morning. You yank something out of the closet say the cost of a mortgage payment and then decide what goes with it like bread and water which are cheap that week or you could grab oats and milk which are expensive. Now none of that is relevant to grandma because she rents an apartment and eats cereal bars for breakfast...Oops!

So, who really decides what is yanked out of the closet, you or the shirt closest to the door? Who really decides how the cost of living is figured? How easy is it to manipulate? The answer to both questions is simply manipulate who decides how it is figured, manipulate the figures of the cost of things and you control the cost of living. In other words, have someone control what clothes are in the closet and they control what you wear that day or in very real terms, whether you eat, have a roof over your head and can pay for your medication that year.

Now, let's return to the big chunk of change your kids just noticed is missing from their pay check. Social Security is NOT A TAX. Everyone wants you to believe it is a TAX because it is removed from your paycheck and you don't question what is done with TAXES. You really should, but Social Security is NOT A TAX. It IS a FUND, an account, that you pay into and at a certain age, withdraw those funds.

That big chunk of change isn't grabbed by some bureaucrat and carried over to a room somewhere, thrown in and the door slammed shut. At the very least, it should be in a bank account earning some interest. It should NOT be a pool for someone in government play (the important word here is PLAY) the Stock Market. That is what privatizing Social Security is; handing your money out of your paycheck to someone to play the Stock Market with....so now not only has Congress decided someone is going to decide how much of the money you paid into Social Security is returned to you based on a figure they control but they have also given this entire fund to the friends to place bets on whether stocks will go up or down and you get....well, you can describe that in hardware terms: screwed.

So, yes there is a good chance we may get our asses blown up in Syria, enter into another holy/oil war that will cost us a fortune, but while we are deciding what survival items to buy, do we go with the plain silver duct tape or the pink hearts one, Congress is going to rob you blind if you don't stop them and all in the name of getting rid of that nasty Sequester they created so they can keep Syria from blowing you up. Convenient? You bet it is. Don't look at the budget because Russia and Saudi Arabia are fighting over which one will screw you at the pump and we have to bomb Syria!

A pickpocket works by bumping into you hard enough that you don't feel the hand in your pocket removing your wallet. It's a simple distraction, sort of like Syria.

Who benefits from a war with a little country that really provides us with nothing but a distraction? That would be the war machine or the 1%, who pay to elect your representatives who just happen to have heavy investments in companies that supply the war machine.....and as an added benefit, they get to steal your elderly relatives and friends money. Now that's a win/win if I ever saw one. Well, for them...it's a lose/lose for you but maybe you will even get your grandparents to move in with you so you won't be lonely after you bury your kids. You do remember how to change a diaper, don't you?