“My issue isn’t with capitalism (which is meant to be survival of the fittest: the best buy the worst groups, or the worst simply fail - and then we will eventually have one single business. I never get why people are so surprised that only a few companies own everything. That’s CAPITALISM! How simple does this need to be?). My issue is with mindless consumers sucking up product like zombies eating brains, lost in consumption, no longer human or connected to anything but touch points that make them reach for their wallets. The sheer vacuousness and simplicity of most people scares the shit out of me. Like marketing agencies knowing they can simply put a product on display at the end of the aisle and people will buy it. Or using the words “french” “Boutique” and “artisan” means your old fugly chair will sell for thousands. It scares me to death. I am watching these people unfurl themselves to the horizon of civilization and cower in the respect that they are the future.”—Uncle Fishbits
You never see a positive drug story on the news. They always have the same LSD story. You’ve all seen it: “Today a young man on acid … thought he could fly … jumped out of a building … what a tragedy!” What a dick. He’s an idiot. If he thought he could fly, why didn’t he take off from the ground first? Check it out? You don’t see geese lined up to catch elevators to fly south; they fly from the fucking ground. He’s an idiot. He’s dead. Good! We lost a moron? Fucking celebrate. There’s one less moron in the world……. Wouldn’t you like to see a positive LSD story on the news? To base your decision on information rather than scare tactics and superstition? Perhaps? Wouldn’t that be interesting? Just for once?
"Today, a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration – that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively. There’s no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we’re the imagination of ourselves. Here’s Tom with the weather."
What does it mean if you were asked to discuss your beliefs
Hmm. Literal answer? What you feel or perceive to be as true through your personal filter of reality. More rambly answer? I always find it hard because what I believe is tantamount to what is tangible around me, and what my heart knows to be true. These keys I am tap-tap-tapping on or this desk [knock knock], or the love I have for my wife, and friends…. they are such a juxtoposition because they are either demonstrably obvious, or more towards articles of faith. Love can be demonstrated - quickened heart rate, numbed mind veiled by the giddy fumbling of the person being near you. But then so can piety, which says nothing of a God. You can measure piety, adulation, imbued swooning… and it still proves little else than the fluttering of a searching mind. So to me… when one asks to talk about beliefs, I huddle towards the reality of what literally surrounds me, or the emotion that swells in my heart for my existence and experience in this short beat of the concept of time.. mortality festooned between life and death in this unstoppable rhythm that will dance itself out.
It’s not my beliefs. It’s my lack of them. It’s that we don’t need them. It’s that, to paraphrase Sagan, of all the things going on in this vast universe, the only thing we know for sure, is that we have each other.
That’s what I believe. Most of the time I just lack belief. I believe that. If someone asked you to discuss your beliefs, I would love to know what you would say now. Would you ask the same question of them? Would you feel comfortable knowing you don’t need to have them? Would you make fun of me to strangers that one anonymous person would prattle to another about prattling about nothing… or something.
But if beliefs aren’t personally held emotions & values, I think it’s simply what you hold in your heart and know to be true. If that’s God, that’s something that cannot be taken away from you. If your God is different than theirs, it’s okay. They are your beliefs, and no one will take them from you.
Even if it’s a lack of them. Just don’t be a sociopath. Love outward.
“The world is like a ride in an amusement park, and when you choose to go on it you think it’s real because that’s how powerful our minds are. The ride goes up and down, around and around, it has thrills and chills, and it’s very brightly colored, and it’s very loud, and it’s fun for a while. Many people have been on the ride a long time, and they begin to wonder, “Hey, is this real, or is this just a ride?” And other people have remembered, and they come back to us and say, “Hey, don’t worry; don’t be afraid, ever, because this is just a ride.” And we … kill those people. “Shut him up! I’ve got a lot invested in this ride, shut him up! Look at my furrows of worry, look at my big bank account, and my family. This has to be real.” It’s just a ride. But we always kill the good guys who try and tell us that, you ever notice that? And let the demons run amok … But it doesn’t matter, because it’s just a ride. And we can change it any time we want. It’s only a choice. No effort, no work, no job, no savings of money. Just a simple choice, right now, between fear and love. The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your doors, buy guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love instead see all of us as one. Here’s what we can do to change the world, right now, to a better ride. Take all that money we spend on weapons and defenses each year and instead spend it feeding and clothing and educating the poor of the world, which it would pay for many times over, not one human being excluded, and we could explore space, together, both inner and outer, forever, in peace.”—Bill Hicks
“Far better it is to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs even though checkered by failure. Than to rank with though poor spirits who neither enjoy much or suffer much because they live in that grey twilight that knows not victory or defeat.”—Teddy Roosevelt
“We, the unwilling, led by the unknowing, are doing the impossible for the ungrateful. We have done so much, for so long, with so little, we are now qualified to do anything with nothing.”—Mother Teresa
“I mourn the loss of thousands of precious lives, but I will not rejoice in the death of one, not even an enemy. ‘Returning hate for hate multiplies hate, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.’”—Not, at all, in any way, Martin Luther King, Jr., except for a little. Amazing, the interwebz. History is going to play one huge game of telephone with facts. I actually talk about all this and more, regarding Osama, *HERE*!!!
“Make no mistake: we’re no democracy. We’re an oligarchy. Social communication technology will change this in the next 150 years… everyone will truly have access and a vote. I firmly believe that. Until then, we elect flawed humans that are corruptible to manage for the many. It doesn’t work. Not at all.”—Uncle Fishbits, almost 35, in few years time to be known as old man fishbits