Here's a little pic I drew to help myself remember the feeling of true focus. Some day, there will be a digital Photoshopped version, but that may take some time. So for now, this is it.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
True Focus
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Here's a little pic I drew to help myself remember the feeling of true focus. Some day, there will be a digital Photoshopped version, but that may take some time. So for now, this is it.
Monday, March 23, 2009
Zion Trip with Dallin and Seth
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We had a really amazing trip. Had some good hikes, good talks, good relaxation, good contemplation, and got to wear some really killer hats. I had a lot of problems with the focus on my camera, so sorry about a lot of them being fuzzy. Maybe it adds to the effect of the picture, yes? There's a lot of pics here, so if you find the slideshow taking too long, you can GO HERE for the full gallery. Enjoy.
Friday, March 20, 2009
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Journey to the Seventh Level
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The following is taken from my "Thought journal" during an all night meditation/contemplation session:
I find myself having the desire to cry more and more often. I haven't yet given in to this desire. I believe the reason is simply a lack of understanding.
In a lot of ways, I feel like I'm starting to feel and understand death and sadness for the first time. It's not a bad thing. It just is. I am going to die. This is an undeniable truth that I must accept at this juncture.
Death is just the beginning. The other day, I saw a tunnel moving forward and backward at the same time. This grew faster and faster until it ended in an explosion of light. What is the light? It is so many things that it cannot be accurately described in an allotted amount of time. In short, it is death. It is birth. It is myself. It is yourself. It is life. It is God. The list goes on for eternity. All objects, images, people, things, occurrences, instances, problems, situations, solutions, and thoughts are one and the same. This explosion of light is all things.
When I press hard on my eyes, I see things. I see these explosions of light. I see brilliant colors. This is nothing new to me. Recently, I've discovered that I also see a grid. It starts out up close with larger squares. The harder I look and the harder I push, the more the field expands. The squares become smaller. If I look hard enough, the field becomes infinite. The squares begin to lose form, but they're still there. I feel them. There is no denying their existence. There is no denying their intrinsic meaning. What is their meaning? Apparently, I do not need to know at this time. I only need to know of their place in my world and that, for some reason, I allow them to be there. I feel them into existence.
I'm learning that I can manipulate certain aspects of my appearance through thought. I recently came to the conclusion that I needed to change my own mental body-image. I willed a shift. The next day, when I went to work, the first thing that was said to me was "You look skinnier." Now, I don't discount the fact that I've had a dramatic change in physical activity lately and that this change has facilitated a weight loss process, but the change was not publicly noticeable until I accepted it and willed it so. I've also realized that Meisha had noticed a change earlier and I believe this is because the same shift was much easier and less conscious at home, but nonetheless, the results are the same.
I'm experimenting with sleep and the necessity of it; or more interestingly, the lack or abundance there of and the purpose each serves the mind. I understand the purpose that sleep should have for the body, but I feel in many ways, even that is a debatable opinion.
When all factors are considered, sleep has served dual purposes in my life. It has become my enemy and best friend. After all, there is duality in all things. It has been my savior, my escape from reality, my safe place, my rejuvenation. On the other hand, it has largely aided in the demise of the relationship I have with Meisha. It has prevented morning ritual and exercise, and has prevented personal progression.
Now, here's where thought becomes intriguing. "Sleep" can be just another word for "Me" or "My" or "I" or "Ego". After all, all things are one and the same. Now look at the previous paragraph with that in mind:
When all factors are considered, I have served dual purposes in my life. I have become my enemy and best friend. After all, there is duality in all things. I have been my savior, my escape from reality, my safe place, my rejuvenation. On the other hand, I have largely aided in the demise of the relationship I have with Meisha. I have prevented morning ritual and exercise, and I have prevented personal progression.
For my entire life, I've always looked for things and circumstances to blame. The blame doesn't lie with these things or circumstances. It lies with me. These things and circumstances may have caused the problems in my life, but I created them (things, circumstances and problems). I willed them into existence.
*My problem with sleep is self-inflicted and self-created to serve it's purpose to the ego. And so the meaning and relevance of sleep begins to blur.
Through meditation, I was able to briefly visit the 7th level of awareness. In this place I met a guide. I asked him if he had any words to share with me. This is what he had to say:
All things are equal. Become one with nature. Do not depart. Feel the sensations and vibrations that these great Mountains fill you up with. They are here for you. They were made for you. BY YOU. You love the Mountains and I know that. Welcome Home.
I find myself having the desire to cry more and more often. I haven't yet given in to this desire. I believe the reason is simply a lack of understanding.
In a lot of ways, I feel like I'm starting to feel and understand death and sadness for the first time. It's not a bad thing. It just is. I am going to die. This is an undeniable truth that I must accept at this juncture.
Death is just the beginning. The other day, I saw a tunnel moving forward and backward at the same time. This grew faster and faster until it ended in an explosion of light. What is the light? It is so many things that it cannot be accurately described in an allotted amount of time. In short, it is death. It is birth. It is myself. It is yourself. It is life. It is God. The list goes on for eternity. All objects, images, people, things, occurrences, instances, problems, situations, solutions, and thoughts are one and the same. This explosion of light is all things.
When I press hard on my eyes, I see things. I see these explosions of light. I see brilliant colors. This is nothing new to me. Recently, I've discovered that I also see a grid. It starts out up close with larger squares. The harder I look and the harder I push, the more the field expands. The squares become smaller. If I look hard enough, the field becomes infinite. The squares begin to lose form, but they're still there. I feel them. There is no denying their existence. There is no denying their intrinsic meaning. What is their meaning? Apparently, I do not need to know at this time. I only need to know of their place in my world and that, for some reason, I allow them to be there. I feel them into existence.
I'm learning that I can manipulate certain aspects of my appearance through thought. I recently came to the conclusion that I needed to change my own mental body-image. I willed a shift. The next day, when I went to work, the first thing that was said to me was "You look skinnier." Now, I don't discount the fact that I've had a dramatic change in physical activity lately and that this change has facilitated a weight loss process, but the change was not publicly noticeable until I accepted it and willed it so. I've also realized that Meisha had noticed a change earlier and I believe this is because the same shift was much easier and less conscious at home, but nonetheless, the results are the same.
I'm experimenting with sleep and the necessity of it; or more interestingly, the lack or abundance there of and the purpose each serves the mind. I understand the purpose that sleep should have for the body, but I feel in many ways, even that is a debatable opinion.
When all factors are considered, sleep has served dual purposes in my life. It has become my enemy and best friend. After all, there is duality in all things. It has been my savior, my escape from reality, my safe place, my rejuvenation. On the other hand, it has largely aided in the demise of the relationship I have with Meisha. It has prevented morning ritual and exercise, and has prevented personal progression.
Now, here's where thought becomes intriguing. "Sleep" can be just another word for "Me" or "My" or "I" or "Ego". After all, all things are one and the same. Now look at the previous paragraph with that in mind:
When all factors are considered, I have served dual purposes in my life. I have become my enemy and best friend. After all, there is duality in all things. I have been my savior, my escape from reality, my safe place, my rejuvenation. On the other hand, I have largely aided in the demise of the relationship I have with Meisha. I have prevented morning ritual and exercise, and I have prevented personal progression.
For my entire life, I've always looked for things and circumstances to blame. The blame doesn't lie with these things or circumstances. It lies with me. These things and circumstances may have caused the problems in my life, but I created them (things, circumstances and problems). I willed them into existence.
*My problem with sleep is self-inflicted and self-created to serve it's purpose to the ego. And so the meaning and relevance of sleep begins to blur.
Through meditation, I was able to briefly visit the 7th level of awareness. In this place I met a guide. I asked him if he had any words to share with me. This is what he had to say:
All things are equal. Become one with nature. Do not depart. Feel the sensations and vibrations that these great Mountains fill you up with. They are here for you. They were made for you. BY YOU. You love the Mountains and I know that. Welcome Home.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Energy
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Thoughts while walking to the grocery store 3/15/09
Isn't it interesting that we ingest drinks and pills called "energy"?
Isn't it interesting that many are developing an "energy addiction". Parents are steering their kids away from this energy for fear that their little bodies won't be able to handle this energy in such intense amounts?
Are we compensating for something? Is that why the sudden craze and addiction to "energy"? Are we trying to raise our vibration level via increase in heart rate and blood flow by ingesting these "energy" solutions?
It has been scientifically proven that the earth has a base vibration. For years it has been vibrating at 7.8 times per second. This vibration was believed to be constant and unwavering. Recently, it has been discovered that the earth's vibration has been increased to 8.6 times per second and rising. Are we desperately seeking ways to keep up with this shift in energy and frequency?
What happens if we can't keep up?
There is a new belief system formulating. Society will try to label it. They may try to call it "religion" and try to establish hierarchy and order to this set of beliefs. Those who truly believe in this "new" set if principles will refuse to be labeled as they will understand that a label is just an outside attempt to comprehend the world they've created for themselves. Labels are meaningless.
Whatever IS just IS. Whatever WILL BE just IS.
I've realized that things I put out there in my blogs happen. I'm not talking about recollection of past experience, but of expression of desire for future experience. IT'S HAPPENING.
The amount of sleep I will be getting will cease to have meaning. I am drifting towards insanity.
Isn't it interesting that we ingest drinks and pills called "energy"?
Isn't it interesting that many are developing an "energy addiction". Parents are steering their kids away from this energy for fear that their little bodies won't be able to handle this energy in such intense amounts?
Are we compensating for something? Is that why the sudden craze and addiction to "energy"? Are we trying to raise our vibration level via increase in heart rate and blood flow by ingesting these "energy" solutions?
It has been scientifically proven that the earth has a base vibration. For years it has been vibrating at 7.8 times per second. This vibration was believed to be constant and unwavering. Recently, it has been discovered that the earth's vibration has been increased to 8.6 times per second and rising. Are we desperately seeking ways to keep up with this shift in energy and frequency?
What happens if we can't keep up?
There is a new belief system formulating. Society will try to label it. They may try to call it "religion" and try to establish hierarchy and order to this set of beliefs. Those who truly believe in this "new" set if principles will refuse to be labeled as they will understand that a label is just an outside attempt to comprehend the world they've created for themselves. Labels are meaningless.
Whatever IS just IS. Whatever WILL BE just IS.
I've realized that things I put out there in my blogs happen. I'm not talking about recollection of past experience, but of expression of desire for future experience. IT'S HAPPENING.
The amount of sleep I will be getting will cease to have meaning. I am drifting towards insanity.
Days have become irrelevant
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The following are thoughts and images from my first day of truly being "alone". I spent my entire day wandering, wondering and observing in silence. 3/15/09
==The world seems different.==
==The world seems different.==
^Animals react differently towards me. v
Possessions are meaningless here.
Trees adjust according to the environmental changes around them. They don't fight it. They just grow. They continually grow and change. They shed old habits and old skin. Their growths is facilitated through cycles. These cycles coincide with the seasons and vibrations of the earth. Trees do not wonder why the earth is doing what it's doing. They simply adjust with the earth. They become the earth.The trees surrounding the church are dead and lifeless. They are holding on to old dead leaves. They will not let go. The trees at the school across the street are in full bloom. They smell beautiful. They will soon grow green and full to provide for and with their environment.
I learned an interesting thing just now. I forgot to bring my wallet with me and I've grown very hungry and thirsty. I was faced with a decision. Do I take the long walk home to get my wallet and then walk back to the food? Or can I be resourceful and create food and drink for myself? I chose the second option. I was able to manipulate data and energy to cause people at a restaurant to prepare food and drink for me. I did this without using physical "money", rendering it irrelevant to the situation.
I have been born into a world where formless takes form. And I choose the form it takes.I've created a world bigger than my perception or comprehension. The only thing I need to think about is where I am, NOW.
Walking several miles at a time has become increasingly less difficult. Walking has become a natural state of being. Transportation devices are unnecessary as they have lost their meaning.
Clothes have taken on a unique new representation of expressionism. They are humanity's unique attempt to connect with their sense of self and self image. When this is shared with the world, the sense of self is elevated. Sometimes quite falsely.
Face to face interaction with human beings can be terrifying and confusing when in my current state of mind.
==Life is always meant to be the way it is now.==
===>You created it. You MEANT it to be.<===
===>You created it. You MEANT it to be.<===
Sometimes I leave energy behind. When I pass through it, I receive instant recollection of the event that took place in that location. The thoughts and feelings are recreated within me. I attach the energies to inanimate objects. They serve as visual cues or triggers. I wonder: if someone sees or picks up that object can they see or experience or feel the energy and experience I attached to that object? Can we see the past simply through the objects people choose to attach energy to?
I literally FEEL myself transferring to a different plane of existence. I am stepping out of the world I once new and was so attached to. My environment is losing relevance.
I've always viewed cemeteries as peaceful places. The souls of the "dead" do not reside there. They may appear there frequently because our focus of attention on them brings them to our plane of existence. The formless becomes form. And WE bring it there, not the hallowed cemetery grounds or gravestones.I saw children fighting. Punching, hitting, slapping, kicking, hitting, tackling, yelling, screaming. Big ones attacked little one to exert dominance. Children are "supposed" to represent innocence, yet here they are, acting violently. Showing evidence of some of the deepest, nastiest tendencies in man kind. Are these actions learned? Are they FORCED by their environment? Why do some children, when faced with violence and adversity retreat to a reclusive state and harbor the acquired feelings within their now decaying host? Why do others lash out and exert these Angy feelings on the world, becoming monsters and patriarchal dictator-esque figures?
The same outside influence causes several very different reactions, depending on the entity being influenced.
The crows are gathering. I see more and more every day. They gather outside of rest homes. They gather in cemeteries and in the darkest, deadest trees they can. They sense a shift. They SEE ultraviolet light. Change is coming and it WILL NOT BE SMALL.Things you've seen in the darkest of movies are going to come true. They will be accepted as common reality. There will be a day the earth goes dark. Morning will follow. Those who survive will peer out into the sunlight with bewildered confusion and absolute knowingness.
Friday, March 13, 2009
Balloons and Self-Preservation
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I see "lots" of balloons and "lots" of cars, but no people?
This sale is Rockin'!!I know I just posted something talking about how I don't like to talk about the car business and here I am, doing it again. I was out taking pictures for my other blog and realized a (maybe) sad thing. I'm witnessing the death of the car business. The business is lying on it's back, grasping for air and puking blood that looks like red and white ballons and a cheesy "Rockin" banner. Sales like these really feel like that final desperate act of self-preservation. I'm hoping that the death of the car business is a good thing. I hope it means evolution. I think there are a lot of "factors" that play into the car business being an "evil" or "dishonest" business. I like to call those factors "people". There are a lot of ruthless people in this world and a lot of them sell or work for car companies. I hope that their death brings about their evolution. I really do. Not because I'm going to stay in the car business and want it to be a pleasurable experience, but because I think humanity as a whole needs to evolve or die. I hope this recession is the beginning of the death of humanity and society as we know it. I'm tired of things the way they are. I want to evolve. I want to be reborn out of my own smoldering ashes (and I'm starting to feel pretty damn ashy). I don't know if I can fucking take it any more. I don't know if I can sit back and listen to another fucking speech beginning with "In these tough times....." Fuck that. Just be what and who you want to be and do what you want to do. Stop looking for an excuse. Stop waiting for that "one thing" to push you the extra step to begin being yourself and just push yourself. Obviously I'm talking to myself here as much as anyone. Thanks for reading.
Have a beautiful day.
Just trying to understand people.
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People are interesting. And the way people go about trying to accomplish certain tasks is even more interesting. Sometimes I hate talking about the car business, but it's an unavoidable part of my life for now and I found this situation strange:
A small Japanese woman with a cane walks into our dealership last week. The funny thing is that this woman is the type that everyone knows that from the minute she walks in, she's here to play hardball. It emanates from her. She spends time with her salesman (not me) and seems to find some kind of thrill in making him run to and from different cars, pull them up, open them up only to say "I don't like that one." They find a car that "kind of" works and sit down to figure out the payments. This woman proceeds to tell the salesman "You have 2 minutes and then I'm out of here." The salesman scrambles to try and get the figures in time, but she sticks by her word and at the exact 2 minute mark, stands up and starts hobbling out of the dealership. The manager runs out and begs her to stay. She says "Ok, fine. 2 more minutes. BUT THAT'S IT." They scramble to put together the price. They run out as she's standing up again, show her the price and she says "Ok, thank you." and leaves without buying the car.
Here's where it gets interesting:
This woman uses a fake name and "secretly" shops me on the internet to see if she can really get the best price. She proceeds to email back and forth with me for several days and several times a day to milk every bit of information possible from me. Once the week of emailing is through, she calls me for for a few more brief questions, but blocks her number so I can't call back. The crazy part is that this woman just went through this entire process to save less than $200 from the price she was originally given in the dealership. The even crazier part is that this woman bought the car from another dealership to save $200 more (We were selling the car at $200 over cost. I told her that and told her I thought it was fair. The other dealership sold the car at cost and didn't make anything).
The psychology of people when negotiating intrigues me. Just when I think I'm starting to understand a little, I realize I may never understand. Party because everyone is different and partly because when people want a good deal they can truly act insane.
I would like everyone to know that life doesn't have to be that hard. You don't have to spend a week of your time and everyone else's time to save a few hundred dollars. If you want a good deal on something Google it. You really can find just about anything you want there. And if you find yourself paying $400 too much for a $25,000 car, it's ok. Life will not end. You won't miss the money and probably won't know you even spent it. Don't stress. Be happy. That's it.
A small Japanese woman with a cane walks into our dealership last week. The funny thing is that this woman is the type that everyone knows that from the minute she walks in, she's here to play hardball. It emanates from her. She spends time with her salesman (not me) and seems to find some kind of thrill in making him run to and from different cars, pull them up, open them up only to say "I don't like that one." They find a car that "kind of" works and sit down to figure out the payments. This woman proceeds to tell the salesman "You have 2 minutes and then I'm out of here." The salesman scrambles to try and get the figures in time, but she sticks by her word and at the exact 2 minute mark, stands up and starts hobbling out of the dealership. The manager runs out and begs her to stay. She says "Ok, fine. 2 more minutes. BUT THAT'S IT." They scramble to put together the price. They run out as she's standing up again, show her the price and she says "Ok, thank you." and leaves without buying the car.
Here's where it gets interesting:
This woman uses a fake name and "secretly" shops me on the internet to see if she can really get the best price. She proceeds to email back and forth with me for several days and several times a day to milk every bit of information possible from me. Once the week of emailing is through, she calls me for for a few more brief questions, but blocks her number so I can't call back. The crazy part is that this woman just went through this entire process to save less than $200 from the price she was originally given in the dealership. The even crazier part is that this woman bought the car from another dealership to save $200 more (We were selling the car at $200 over cost. I told her that and told her I thought it was fair. The other dealership sold the car at cost and didn't make anything).
The psychology of people when negotiating intrigues me. Just when I think I'm starting to understand a little, I realize I may never understand. Party because everyone is different and partly because when people want a good deal they can truly act insane.
I would like everyone to know that life doesn't have to be that hard. You don't have to spend a week of your time and everyone else's time to save a few hundred dollars. If you want a good deal on something Google it. You really can find just about anything you want there. And if you find yourself paying $400 too much for a $25,000 car, it's ok. Life will not end. You won't miss the money and probably won't know you even spent it. Don't stress. Be happy. That's it.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Logo Redesign
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After some great design advice from Nadya, I've done some redesigning. Here are the new logos.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
A little help, please.
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Well I've got a business name and a website. I need some feedback. Let me know what you think about the logos and taglines below. Any design tips or feedback would be much appreciated. And it's OK to be as critical as you want. I just want honest feedback.
If you're curious, my website is www.desigmotion.com. Check it out if you'd like. It's pretty much just a temporary contact page for now. I'll get the real site up as soon as I get caught up on the other sites I'm doing.
Thanks.
If you're curious, my website is www.desigmotion.com. Check it out if you'd like. It's pretty much just a temporary contact page for now. I'll get the real site up as soon as I get caught up on the other sites I'm doing.
Logo #1
Tagline #1
Tagline #1
Logo #2
Tagline #2
Thanks.
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