Ever wake up one day and wonder: What the hell happened?
Life was cruising along... You THINK you know what you want to do with your life....
THEN.... POOF!
Once your flash forward catches up, you're married and have kids; doing a boring job; wondering what the hell happened.
THEN... POOF!
Another flash forward ... another reality catch up.
Situation's changed. Maybe a divorce - Maybe a Bankruptcy - Maybe a foreclosure for good measure.
Flash ahead again.
Recovery.
Ready for the same thing all over?
AGAIN????
Stop the world.
I wanna get off
Friday, February 12, 2010
Flashes
From time to time, I get... what I call "flashes". I don't consider them "visions" but what I do consider them as are Beacons of probability.
In December, 1979, I had a flash that my life was changing - dramatically. I couldn't foresee this flash as a beacon, but rather, I KNEW in my CORE that things were no longer going to proceed as a status quo. The following February, (30 years ago today - as a matter of fact) I proposed to the mother of my kids. It changed my course of what I then knew as my life.
But I have had subsequent flashes, where I did peek beyond the beacon and glimpsed what I thought MAY be a ray from the future. Back in 1982, after completing and submitting my sequal to Star Trek - the Wrath of Khan, I had one such flash. I had began another story-line, about a visionary elder teaching kids about the past civilization while the younglings parents were out doing their daily hunting and gathering of food. It was a futureistic - post nuclear holocost scene, taking place in a large, open cavern of sorts. In essence, we post nuclear holocost survivors had been thrown back to the stone age.
With today's world events unfolding, I can foresee a much different time in the future. A hillside farm - plows driven by oxen, wells for water and no electricity, phones, computers or modern electronocrap. We plant our food, shear our sheep for wool, slaughter a cow for meat and salt it to keep it longer.
What's happening to make me "see" this beacon of a flash from the potential future?
Our government is spending money that our great, great grandchildren won't be able to repay. And - for what? ENTITLEMENT PROGRAMS? Talk about an elitist utopia (Utopia is a term straight out of Karl Marx).
One day soon, Iran and Isreal will go to war. Iran WILL nuke Isreal and they'll retaliate. China - who's been stealthily supporting Iran and lying quietly in wait, will conquer whatever is left of Asia, and perhaps beyond. Russia will be no more. Europe will implode from within as the Muslim population is the only segment growing there. Musilm terrorist moles in every corner of the world will come out in the open and simply overtake the remains of Europe - who themselves have crushed their capitalist societies under their own weight as well as the now defenseless North Africa and parts of Canada .
The old USA will be gone. The progressive liberals will have spent the wealth of the goose that laid the golden egg on social programs. Defense will become all but impossible, as defense programs, aviation, NASA and military research had all been gutted earlier to pay for the Premier's folly - social medic-obamacare - cradle to grave pacifism.
What IS left of the military will have a difficult enough time repelling the hoards of armed invaders, and the only domestic protection will be souvenier firearms remaining from previous world conflicts. Those spiratic conflicts lead to the great nuclear event in the now "hot sands" area of what once was the cradle of civilization; aka the middle east. The USA's once great army, de-funded and de-funked, squirrelled away side arms and rifles, which are now used to protect what ever is left of tillable land here.
Only the strong, and the armed shall be entitled to hold - and farm - the land.
There are no police forces, fire departments, civil courts or local governmental entities. Hospitals are spare bedrooms at the mercy of a caring person. Vaccinations now gone, plagues now run rampant and common sense dictates that those who survive, isolate themselves from the travellers who bring the germs, or the sick.
There ARE pleanty of peasants and nomadic family tribes who scrounge for food. The only "local" authority is the one who sold his soul to the tyranny of the First Premier and collects taxes in the old style of simply taking what they want as they travel through the countryside. That is why only the well armed will hold land. Armed well enough to repel the tax assessor. Can't pay? No problem - we'll take your daughter for my harum or your son for my army.
____________________________________________________
There are a variety of avenues that this vision of the future could take.
None of them seem to be promising.
All of them involve a rapid dying off of the civilian population. Only the strong will survive.
Civility, and what we now now as society could crumble and descend into another midevil feudal society rather swiftly after the collapse of the economy, jobs and the governments defaulting, decaying and dying.
Clearly - this WILL happen.
When?.... becomes the operative question as today's world spins towards a war of the "haves" and "have nots". Buying gold - as is so often touted on talk radio and tv - isn't the answer. Arm yourself - learn to hunt - rid yourself of your glitzy electronocrap - and get yourself wilderness trained. Learn to make fire from nothing. Fire is one of the cornerstones to survival in the future.
It's nearly time.
From time to time, I get... what I call "flashes". I don't consider them "visions" but what I do consider them as are Beacons of probability.
In December, 1979, I had a flash that my life was changing - dramatically. I couldn't foresee this flash as a beacon, but rather, I KNEW in my CORE that things were no longer going to proceed as a status quo. The following February, (30 years ago today - as a matter of fact) I proposed to the mother of my kids. It changed my course of what I then knew as my life.
But I have had subsequent flashes, where I did peek beyond the beacon and glimpsed what I thought MAY be a ray from the future. Back in 1982, after completing and submitting my sequal to Star Trek - the Wrath of Khan, I had one such flash. I had began another story-line, about a visionary elder teaching kids about the past civilization while the younglings parents were out doing their daily hunting and gathering of food. It was a futureistic - post nuclear holocost scene, taking place in a large, open cavern of sorts. In essence, we post nuclear holocost survivors had been thrown back to the stone age.
With today's world events unfolding, I can foresee a much different time in the future. A hillside farm - plows driven by oxen, wells for water and no electricity, phones, computers or modern electronocrap. We plant our food, shear our sheep for wool, slaughter a cow for meat and salt it to keep it longer.
What's happening to make me "see" this beacon of a flash from the potential future?
Our government is spending money that our great, great grandchildren won't be able to repay. And - for what? ENTITLEMENT PROGRAMS? Talk about an elitist utopia (Utopia is a term straight out of Karl Marx).
One day soon, Iran and Isreal will go to war. Iran WILL nuke Isreal and they'll retaliate. China - who's been stealthily supporting Iran and lying quietly in wait, will conquer whatever is left of Asia, and perhaps beyond. Russia will be no more. Europe will implode from within as the Muslim population is the only segment growing there. Musilm terrorist moles in every corner of the world will come out in the open and simply overtake the remains of Europe - who themselves have crushed their capitalist societies under their own weight as well as the now defenseless North Africa and parts of Canada .
The old USA will be gone. The progressive liberals will have spent the wealth of the goose that laid the golden egg on social programs. Defense will become all but impossible, as defense programs, aviation, NASA and military research had all been gutted earlier to pay for the Premier's folly - social medic-obamacare - cradle to grave pacifism.
What IS left of the military will have a difficult enough time repelling the hoards of armed invaders, and the only domestic protection will be souvenier firearms remaining from previous world conflicts. Those spiratic conflicts lead to the great nuclear event in the now "hot sands" area of what once was the cradle of civilization; aka the middle east. The USA's once great army, de-funded and de-funked, squirrelled away side arms and rifles, which are now used to protect what ever is left of tillable land here.
Only the strong, and the armed shall be entitled to hold - and farm - the land.
There are no police forces, fire departments, civil courts or local governmental entities. Hospitals are spare bedrooms at the mercy of a caring person. Vaccinations now gone, plagues now run rampant and common sense dictates that those who survive, isolate themselves from the travellers who bring the germs, or the sick.
There ARE pleanty of peasants and nomadic family tribes who scrounge for food. The only "local" authority is the one who sold his soul to the tyranny of the First Premier and collects taxes in the old style of simply taking what they want as they travel through the countryside. That is why only the well armed will hold land. Armed well enough to repel the tax assessor. Can't pay? No problem - we'll take your daughter for my harum or your son for my army.
____________________________________________________
There are a variety of avenues that this vision of the future could take.
None of them seem to be promising.
All of them involve a rapid dying off of the civilian population. Only the strong will survive.
Civility, and what we now now as society could crumble and descend into another midevil feudal society rather swiftly after the collapse of the economy, jobs and the governments defaulting, decaying and dying.
Clearly - this WILL happen.
When?.... becomes the operative question as today's world spins towards a war of the "haves" and "have nots". Buying gold - as is so often touted on talk radio and tv - isn't the answer. Arm yourself - learn to hunt - rid yourself of your glitzy electronocrap - and get yourself wilderness trained. Learn to make fire from nothing. Fire is one of the cornerstones to survival in the future.
It's nearly time.
Thursday, February 04, 2010
Life's Oddities
When you WANT time to fly, it doesn't.
When you DON'T, it does.
At this late stage in my life, I find myself wishing that it were four months later.
And - in moments - like now - when I am quite reflective and time is creeping by at a snail's pace, I find myself reflecting upon cornerstone points in my life, when I opted for the wrong path. I do that frequently, mind you. Given clear choices, I'll seem to always opt for the one that has the over-sized mallet waiting to squash me.
I made that bad choice numerous times: On or about 30 years ago; Around 20 years and 6 months ago; About 14 years and 4 months ago; Around 11 years and 4 months ago and again 11 years ago; a little over 10 years ago; about 7 years and 9 months ago; Around 5 years ago and again about a year and 5 months ago. Each of these events were either women related, housing related or money related. ALL were mistakes of varying proportions. Some affect me still.
There's no RESET button in life.
Choose wisely!
When you WANT time to fly, it doesn't.
When you DON'T, it does.
At this late stage in my life, I find myself wishing that it were four months later.
And - in moments - like now - when I am quite reflective and time is creeping by at a snail's pace, I find myself reflecting upon cornerstone points in my life, when I opted for the wrong path. I do that frequently, mind you. Given clear choices, I'll seem to always opt for the one that has the over-sized mallet waiting to squash me.
I made that bad choice numerous times: On or about 30 years ago; Around 20 years and 6 months ago; About 14 years and 4 months ago; Around 11 years and 4 months ago and again 11 years ago; a little over 10 years ago; about 7 years and 9 months ago; Around 5 years ago and again about a year and 5 months ago. Each of these events were either women related, housing related or money related. ALL were mistakes of varying proportions. Some affect me still.
There's no RESET button in life.
Choose wisely!
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