“OM” Resource System
Handling Available Resources
Appropriately prioritizing and scheduling ones skills and belongings is important to produce a maintainable existence. Living within our means has become ever more critical, and unknowingly being taken advantage of doesn’t help the situation. We need straight forward clarification of what we have, what we deserve for our various works, and who we owe for these pleasures in life.
• Dialogue
Communication with others is vital for relaxation as well as management.
• Reason
Intellect and morals guide an individual toward self defined decisions.
• Action
Every given day should be segmented into a planned and specific routine.
• Tools
Make use of software or hardware to complete tasks more effectively.
• Emotion
Care for and utilize your relationships with others to accomplish your goals.
• Money
Expenses should be budgeted ahead of time, attempt to reduce surprises.
Keeping track of your resources and planning your goals are attributes of success. Visualising this information can identify strengths and weaknesses in areas of all aspects of life. Cataloging each item of interest into a well defined place, provides a holistic solution for direction.
The 2 faced power machine
Life is war. A constant struggle to be the bigger man. My ultra conservative brother expresses the reason of being in war with Jihadists is because they have always been “a violent people”. So there is no answer. If the justification for American hostility, is past aggressions, then this whole situation isintentionally designed as a never ending war. Religion craves a demon. If a president can declare a war on Terror, then we can declare war on Religion. It is just as rediculous. I am ashamed to be unintentionally associated with a terrifying child killing profiteering torcher ridden war, because of my lack of convictions to do anything about it.
Pre-wired Recession.
I believe that deep depressive states of mind are brought about by deeds unkind. Sedona’s Method has no interest to my specific place, it’s not up to me to just give grace. Its all I’ve done is laid about, allowed to trample on my brow. What I need is sincere circuits through within and under ground.
No one is connected. I am my own.
My chest feels tight and my veins swollen.
Is this what high blood pressure is? I’m totally immobile in my quest for greatness. I am tired of sleeping on the floor on a flat beanbag. The weight of the wasted life that I am defeats my purpose. I want to move on, but can’t find the traction I need to let go. This negligence is defining my fate.
Princess Syndrome Enabler
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So, I have allowed myself to be abused for over 7 years. Yea, things were pretty fun at first. I always felt that my willingness to serve and provide would result in a happy ending with sincere thankfulness for the burdens bared. However, it hasn’t yet, and I grow ever more depressed over being yelled at. How is it that I am the one left alone to take care of our son, while it is her responsibility to go buy wine and beer for her friends so they can hang out at her place (which she cant afford, so I have to go out and slit my wrists while signing over my soul to the payday loan sharks.) ? I am doing my best to be Dad AND Mom in this situation, My son is the coolest kid you’ll ever meet, but my sanity is wearing thin, and I take out my stress by yelling at him far to often lately. I am amazed at how resilient he is, no matter how mad I get, he can keep such a cheerful outlook on this painful greed filled world.
My only wish is that she could be more like the mother I had when I was a kid. She was always there to make meals and be my mom. Today’s girls seem to have this expectation of living in their fantasy castle where everyone has to follow orders and take care of her every need for them.
I am losing my friends over this, Everyone sees how much I am being used, and it being my own fault for not putting my foot down over it. I am obligated to be the “go-to-guy” to put his neck on the line every time, or else I am a deadbeat.
2036
So, the Great Seal of the United States depicts 13 levels of bricks leading up to the “eye”, or more rather the unfinished gap before the eye. Each layer denotes a 20 year cycle (see also: 20 year death cycle of American presidents). The leaders who worship Moloch perform a ritual every 28 years titled “The Feast of the Beast” to gain insight and guidance for the upcoming cycle. Taking the established year of 1776 (which also happens to be a significant number of the Beast) and adding 260 years (20×13) brings us to 2036. Well, The Mayan calendar supposedly “ends” on 2012, so that cant be the “end”, right?
I’m not crazy, this world is.
Bursts of insights occur less often, fear of speaking negatively against our leadership in fear of my life and wellbeing keeps my thoughts in line with the cattle. Complacency becomes a safe-haven of bliss. Conformity into the American model of debt is no matter.
Why do we choose to live in such a state of fear and no self value? Why do we slaughter and destroy in order to consume? Compassion is continually being devoured by greed.
Is there any way to change the course? Does talking about it accomplish anything? There has to be more unrest and dissatisfaction.
Software Developer Conspiracy Theory
Early on in my choice of career path, I have had this itch on the back of my scalp creep up whenever the thought crossed my mind about how the higher up on the totem pole you are the less “manual labor” you’ve got on your plate it seems. How aggravating to the hard working lower class to be stuck pushing rocks. There are social classes within work groups as well. Even though the team members roles and responsibilities differ slightly, it is the experience and habits that define how easily one is able to complete a task (and how much one gets paid). There must be a scientific rate of following “Best Practices” to length of “Time to Market”. I am continually finding new ways to do things, but the more I stick with established techniques the faster I am able to release projects and the less time I need to spend maintaining them. I have yet to settle on a specific pattern (not even in my financial life, oi) but anxiously await the day when nearly everything of what I do today is almost completely automated. When that day comes, I am able to run circles around the average software developer who is still tripping over his own code because of all the slight inconsistencies. Now the ethical question is, do I sit on my pedestal and stroke my own ego over “knowing” I’m better than them, or do I spend my time sharing what I’ve learned to those less fortunate?
Jesus Christ, Discovered?
I watched the tail-end of the March 4th special “Jesus’ Family Tomb” video on the Discovery Channel. I am not really surprised at all about the discovery, and the overwhelming evidence that it really is. But I am surprised that they originally discovered it in 1980. Why has it taken so long to be taken seriously? I need to watch the entire movie to see the actual details in the tomb. I can’t believe that modern Christianity would frown upon parenthood, and the true love of this world, and label it as a sin. Threatening your entire existence to be tortured by flames forever. Why do our “spiritual leaders” leverage fear to control us?
Designing Organic Exoskeletons to Live Within
Shortly after the scientists discover how to program genetic codes, architecting currently unimaginable buildings and wildy new modes of transportation. We come to learn as a society that reality and life is much more a chemical byproduct than any form of ethereal imaginations. Splitting cells, and getting more than the sum of the original part unveils the inevitable evolution of an ecosystem climaxing at a peak of creative understanding. Being able to mold life into any shape or form, or even around an already living creature. Extending abilities through exoskellital excess. The necessity to relocate and survive out in the abyss, ignites new innovations in space exploration, riding inside whale-like pre-frontal cortex connected “suits” fashioned around our bodies, allows for free flight through space using a technique much like oscillating flagellum. Layers of skin so strong, the metals of modern day seem like clay. Pollinating the heavens.
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