When We Don’t Block Speakers Of Opposing Viewpoints We Discover America!

Around our country we have seen people reject speakers of opinions they do not like or believe in. However, that polarizes and divides us.

Some people can speak just as clearly many of us can write. They stand up and speak and change the world… a spark of that happened today. Here is a magnificent story that is reality, today…. the power of communications. – Creative Experiences To Inspire Us all! it makes me proud to be an American!

‘Black Lives Matter’ Leader Wins Over Trump Supporters: “If We Really Want America Great, We Do It Together”
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The Joy Of American Culture – and Its MeetUps

In Europe the “well educated” and those with centuries old ancestry may at times look down on America as neo-nascent, primitive and lacking culture but they are wrong. Our gift of culture is a lack of “being their culture” and an ongoing effort of us to create and re-create ours. Let me explain!

Yesterday I was privileged to host a small MeetUp group of bright diverse thinkers. We meetupcall ourselves M’s Conversationalists. We are one of many others, a phenomenon that is an echo of 1776 as a way of thinking. We are often the echo of openness to diverse cultures that drives people to leave their homes on the other side of the Earth to come and join us. Join us so that they might  experience America. What does this have to do with meetUps?

Consider our small group or another I belong to. In these groups there are what some might call “bleeding heart” liberals,  there are some “staunch” stubborn conservatives, there are Libertarians, there are theists, there are atheists, there are those who chose to seek fun each day,  there are  those who seek complexity and depth and there are even those whose heart is filled with the cultural beauty of their religious heritage but no belief in God himself.  The diversity is astoundingly American.  The tolerance is astoundingly American.  Oddly enough it is not immune to manipulation. It is part of  something recently driven to near civil war by the efforts of “intellectuals elitists”  who think they know so much more than us “average” American people, something they can manipulate via the new media.  This is something that FaceBook, Twitter and the likes does with great power and  deceptive tyranny.

Think of it for just a moment so you can see how our MeetUp can at times be quite the opposite. In FaceBook during the recent election, if you had a strong liberal or conservative viewpoint, many  people succumbed to the desire to “unfriend”  or “mute” the conversations of frequently annoying self-love-65693_640opposing viewpoints (especially those driven by elitist celebrities or right wing extremists). It became tiresome to listen to the statements or see the posted images describing viewpoints that showed Hillary or Trump in ways our “intuition” told us was ridiculous! So little by little people cut off the sounds of voices that challenged their chosen paradigm.  Day after day their discussion room grew smaller and smaller,  and the walls shinier and brighter until all they could see in them was a reflection of themselves kissing themselves for being so right!  This is the frightening and divisive potential side of social media, even in America!  It is how terrorists (Islamic or otherwise) can raise up an Army of fanatics that will kill people of opposing viewpoints.

On the other side there are many Americans who have chosen for centuries to not be deluded by the limitations of cultural, religious, or even intellectual academic arrogance. We called this phenomena America and it is why people still come to us from diverse cultures, religions and thinking.  It is a potential openness to eclectic ideas, diverse art expression, unusual music, varied foods, new cultures and more.  We Americans, in fact, have an appetite for change and a desire to try the new. I believe it is what makes us the most creative nation on Earth and if kept alive, will make us a nation of survivors and leaders that history has yet to know.   But what does this have to do with a a meetup of mostly retired people in South Florida? Everything!

The rules of a good meetup are: civility, tolerance, humor, intelligence, some knowledge, a willingness to think outside the box,  a willingness to think,  a willingness to share and unite-1830758_640defend you opinion, an openness to sharing who you are,  an acceptance of the importance of knowing people who think differently than you do and at least hear their values, certainly an appreciation of the value of change and the courteous patience to listen without interruption.  What comes of this is not that you may change your mind on issues but that you get to know that those who differ with you have as good a heart as you do!  You may also realize that no matter how much you read or think you know, you just may find yourself changing you opinion a year from today. What a great opportunity that is, because it is your choice!

So what is so special about meetUp?  Nothing really, but the people who make its groups are!  It is many American’s who are civil, polite and open to other opinions, knowing that they cannot always be right. It is people who have very opposing opinions, sharing humor and their heart. It is the light heartedness of discussing your favorite food, movie, book or games. It is openness that I believe is unmatched in the rest of the world.

dancing-dave-minion-510835_640In our little corners, we call ourselves M’s Conversationalists.  We are not terribly unusual or unique but we are a meeting that is a short drive for most of us to attend and so there are many interesting people who join us.  I hope many others are sharing this fun and American openness of expression and thinking.

Janr Ssor . . .

………………  To not ignore what others will likely otherwise comment was my omission in writing this is  a sad note for MeetUp.com. They broke with the spirit of their creation by posting #Resist in every MeetUp members face and creating “sham empty” #Resist groups all accross America.  The founders of MeetUp chose to use the financial contributions of its diverse connections and their paid MeetUp organizations money to push MeetUp’s political agenda and opinion.  I hope they will wake up and not become another oppressive media. After all, what makes them think they are so bright as to be right and smarter than many of us,  rather than just another American opinion?……………………

 

 

How To Choose The Next President!

TheDevilThe Devil you know or the Black Door?  

There is a story of an executioner who offered his condemned prisoners a special option! He was required, by law, to feed a condemned man a great breakfast after giving him a comfortable night on a good bed, the day before he was to die.

After breakfast the man was taken to a room where the executioner sat behind a large formidable desk as the man stood in front of him. On left side of the desk was an open door through which the condemned man could clearly see the armed soldiers ready to shoot him dead.  On the right side was a black door with a heavy metal bolt.

bolted.door.jpgThe executioner told the man that he had two choices. One was to stand before the firing squad and die quickly or two to go through the black door which would be bolted behind him and never opened again for him, no matter what.

All the condemned men chose to die at the hands of the firing squad.  In reality, behind the bolted door was the street and total freedom, that none ever lived to see!  However, people would always choose the devil they did know rather than the future they were unsure of.

In the coming election there are two real candidates, as Bernie is too old and too socialistic to make it,  even though he likely means well.

Between Hillary and Trump stand the two doors.  Hillary is obviously a Washington insider who has played and knows the ropes.  Hillary is a corrupt as the rest of our congressmen. Hillary has been paid huge sums by corporate America to speak for them and is in their pocket financially.  This is the same for all the wealthy politicians who are equally on the “take.”  Hillary has a record of disrespect for the law, as do many lawyers who feel it is only for us commoners. Hillary is a power broker who has connections and the inevitable entanglements it requires. Hillary is the known outcome we are familiar with. She has the power to get things done in a way we expect (but do we still want the same?).

Trump is an unknown.  Trump will obviously shake up the establishment.  He promises change and potentially freedom from an era of the Corporatocracy, that has taken over America.  He promises term limits that scares the hell out of congressmen, who have never had another job.  He promises change that we cannot predict and his style itself is unpredictable.

Hillary is the known evil we fear, but think we can live with. Trump is the black door that is so unknown it scares people who want a predictable life, even if it means their death.  Trump freedomdoes not scare me, Hillary does!

If you are a communist,  you want someone to “take care of you” from cradle to grave. If you are an American with pride, you are willing to take a challenge and overcome obstacles that an exciting future might offer!   Why chose death over life?  It’s taking a challenge that made America Great! We can do it again!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Smashwords: Amazon Lowers Kindle Unlimited Payouts

As an eye doctor who has been financially devalued by the corporatocracy that has taken control of America, I warned authors years ago that joining Amazon’s Kindle Prime (KDP).  The concept was used to destroy medical care in

knife stabbing book with black blood --- Image by © Images.com/Corbis

knife stabbing book with black blood — Image by © Images.com/Corbis

America.  Over the last 10 years most medical doctors were put out of business and made into employees of big corporate medicine.  This is the goal of e-book publishers, Amazon and others that would like to emulate them by using the KDP concept. Read the story in the URL link below as shared by Mark Coker, of Smashwords.

Source: Smashwords: Amazon Lowers Kindle Unlimited Payouts

Your Mother Could Go Crazy And Die From Neuro-Surgical Micro-Drones

When I was 5 years old I began to notice how mom was dying from schizophrenia, she was losing touch with reality or maybe she was becoming a Borg. She was losing touch with her values,  trying to please everyone and getting no where.  Concerned, I lay in bed thinking what is reality?  Then it occurred to me that I could create reality in my mind and so understand it.  I borg womenstarted with a dot, then a line, then a box then a cube….and so on.  Little by little I built reality.  When I awoke in the morning I had a new view of reality but I was not sure if it was real? Working on this off and on over many years has kept me sane (at least I think so). However my mother and yours is still dying day by day from what may be a disease that the Borg represented. A disease that would make us all “one” in a hive like mind of equity. A disease that could be created by micro-surgical drones, the size of microbes; surgical tools you would never see!  But is there a big difference between ideas that cut away at who you are and micro brain surgery?   My title is “doctor”  but not of psychology. I am well read but well confused, like many of us.  On the bright side,  I may have found the correct diagnosis of her illness and that of your mother and so the cure is possible.

While on vacation in Florida a bright friend and writer who is a “doctor” of law enjoined me in a discussion. I never ask for other’s opinions of my writing as I don’t care and it does not matter. What I am interested in however is their well stated differences of opinion as it helps me expand my mind without the dangers of LSD that Timothy Leary so casually advocated.

I was arguing for the right of all people to be free in America (I am my Mother’s Child) but from a conservative viewpoint.  I told her that my mother had taught me that all people should have the freedom of religion. She then told me that Atheists felt that they too had that right and were offended by a need of others to place their “God” on institutional walls and monetary denominations.  She said they defined their disbelief in God as natural human freedom, a form of religion,  that should not be denied. What right did we have to print “In God We Trust” on our money?  As my mother heard this, her constant headache began to get worse and she was acting more confused. I talked her into leaving the room for a while and gave her a sleeping pill.

Some research quickly showed me,  that  from the Treasury Department records, that the first suggestion that God be recognized on U.S. coinage can be traced to a letter addressed to the Secretary of Treasury from a minister in 1861. An Act of Congress, approved on April 11, 1864, authorized the coinage of two-cent coins upon which the motto first appeared. The nazi prisonersmotto was omitted from the new gold coins issued in 1907, causing a storm of public criticism. As a result, legislation passed in May 1908 made “In God We Trust” mandatory on all coins on which it had previously appeared.  I knew the history but not how to please the Atheists (assuming they could be made happy in this country).  I wanted freedom for all. It is hard to forget the haunted faces of children in Nazi death camps. America fought for freedom that is why the Lady of Light stands in our harbour.  However, we chose our form of government and our values over Nazi ones.  Millions died for those values and that is part of what created America.

I went to sleep that night and awoke at 4:00 am,  when I am usually “out of my normal every day mind” and in another world (though I did not see my mom there).  It now occurred to me that there was a small detail I omitted when I created the world at age 5. I had created the world and its people but had not created eternal values.  I did not then know of eternal values, other then intuitively,  and I had no idea how to draw them on my tabla rasa at that time. From the stance of many years later, looking back on life I can now see that there are two main groups of players in the world of life.  One is the physical world with its living people and the other is non-physical defined eternal values.  I also now suspect that I know which group is the team that flies the neuro-surgical micro-drones; these are the nearly invisible devices  that are making your mom and mine crazy with invisible surgical excisions!

I suspect that Atheists define eternal values as insanity. After all, without and eternal God, the only values you can have are those that are convenient to your needs. And this is where the answer to my friend’s question  about printing “in God We Trust” arises. I am not now or ever going to tell the Atheists that they cannot live next door to me. However, I will tell them what I tell the Muslims that want us to create Sharia Law in America.  “If you want Atheism,  or for that matter Sharia Law, go to where it is practiced. Don’t ask the nation you have come to in refuge to re-create the place you or your parents were running from!” That is True Insanity!

Atheists have no eternal values,  each religion has its own.  I am not sure who is right or who is wrong, I am not God and so I will never know. However, I know that my Mom and Yours came to America because of its “eternal values.”   One was the freedom from religious persecution. The other was the consequences of the all that our founding fathers held dear and these eternal values they used when drafting the path for America’s future,  the United States Constitution.

If you wish to be an Atheists, you have your right. But you do not have the right to change our country or make small micro-surgical excisions to drive my Mom crazy.  My mom was born in 1776 and as she grew she created a home all my friends were delighted to come to.  Your parents came here for the same reason.  You ended up here for the same reason.  The texts of of human existence that are well over 6,000 years old as evidenced by the “Old Testament.”  In these records we see what happened to civilizations that had no “eternal” values like ours or even those that did and failed to uphold them.  So to those who guide the micro-surgical drones,  that hope to cut out our values and our sanity, I say, we will oppose you!

Argue all you want that values are subjective but don’t try to change the country your parents chose and we choose. You and they came here because of what its Eternal Values has created!  If you want something else, go elsewhere!   This nation was founded on Judeo-christian values.  It has served us well and we choose it. We will not impose Christianity upon you, Judaism upon you,  nor any other faith;  we believe in the freedom of religious belief. However, the values, the eternal values,  that give us our sanity will not change.  If you don’t like them, don’t come here.  If you come here with the intent of forcing your values upon us then you will and should be opposed.

Every year thousands of people seeking freedom and the values we espouse die in its pursuit.  We will not let you destroy their dream by destroying our mother land.  Micro-surgical mental incisions aimed at redefining what we hold as eternal values are not dying to reach europequickly noticed.  Little my little you strive to change our mind with surgical precision. You will fail.  We can see who is making our mother crazy.  It is an unending battle that we will never stop fighting.  We fought it for your parents, that is how you got to be free, here and every where that freedom survives.

Last year nearly 4,000 people died crossing the Mediterranean sea seeking asylum in Italy or other free European nations.  They came in boats packed like sardines fleeing Lybia, Syria, East Ukraine and Iraq. Over a 1/4 million escaped the violence and intolerance that is pervasive in that world.  They came for eternal values. They came for values that were not part of their religious lexicon.  Eternal Values.  We made the choice in 1776 and ever since.  The price of freedom is eternal vigilance.  We are still fighting for mom’s sanity and to preserve her family and why you came to our home. If you don’t like our home go elsewhere!

Janr Ssor.

An Opportunity For Prosperity Through Indian Eyes!

100 yeas ago, when America’s dreams were that of bunch of diverse foreigners seeking a future,  opportunity stood at every door.  When today’s corporate giants, created a  Corporatocracy they slew the dragons defending freedom and personal opportunity. In so doing they also cut down the tree of dreams and its fruit of success! Look at one fledgling growing nation, India, to see how it is struggling to overcome the same challenges we face! Corporations temporarily prosper on slave labor and beating square pegs into round holes, but all stale ideas grow mold and die like week old bread.   See the opportunity for prosperity through Indian Eyes! (English subtitles for our possible third world nation).

Last Words Before Drowning from Life and Marriage

drowningWhile drowning in the sea of life choked by your own hands around you own neck, what are the last words you try to utter? Could it be…..‘if only I had….?”

The rain and storms of life and marriage may at times erode the firm mental land we each stand on, the land we have dredged up from birth to adulthood in becoming who we are.  This may happen little by little and go unnoticed until a strong storm arrives and the waters rise rapidly in a threatening manner.

On other hand slow rains may soften the soil too.  Our spirit may sink into the muck of  jobs responsibilities,  a marriage’s envisioned commitments or trying to raise a child as your mom did, which takes all of the time, you have left after work, to fulfill.  Inevitably  you change sometimes for better sometimes for worse but you change from what you were.  In a marriage, if you are like most, you are opposites in many ways. You each have your strengths and your weaknesses.  It is easy to rely on each other, if the relationship is “good” and notice that your spouse is more efficient than you at some tasks and let them do it,  why not? You also will avoid their criticism when you do less well than they would!  By the same token you may take on new responsibilities you might not have done, were you not married and you may grow.

It is however frequent experience that one day you notice that,  even though you have grown with challenges, in some ways you have lost some skills.  You have lost some skills by giving up tasks you were less skilled at than your spouse.  I have seen men who cannot fill out a check or balance a check book, even though they were very capable before their marriage.  There are women who do not drive long trips because their husband is a better driver.  This is the beginning of drowning but it is gentle subtle and unnoticed. It is much like putting a frog on a pot of cool water and heating it slowly on the stove.  The frog gets used to the temperature bit by bit and slowly cooks to death without noticing it (or so they say in legend).

I recall many years ago being told by my first wife that she did not love me anymore and she was leaving.  It was a surprise to me. When she was out of my life a few days later, I suddenly realized that I did not know what to do  with my time (she took my daughter with her too).  It was very quiet coming home and so I bought a shotgun to keep under the bed because all the noises I suddenly heard (pipes and heating systems creaking at night) were too spooky.  In the coming days, I went out to a Chinese restaurant,  rather than cook, which I was good at.  Then I accidentally discovered that I had a personality and quickly made friends with the waiter and then people almost everywhere I went.

Though I had faded into the background in marriage, I was now becoming visible again!  Having been married to a sanguine women who for Man FAding away13 years at my side,  elocuted  dramatically in exciting humerus  stories at the blink of an eye, I had vanished into the background of my surrounding intellectual fog. Now however I found bright people who actually saw me and chose to converse with me; I was amazed to discover that I was not invisible!  Going to the gym I found new friends as I stayed long enough to make them rather than rush home, since my home was empty.  My home was empty but my life became full as the strangling sea-vines of a marriage, I had not understood, fell off my body and gave me back the gift of life I had known before.

If you find yourself one day, sinking into the quick sand like muck of life or that which marriage can become, you may start to wonder what became of you?  Where is that bright sparkling spirit that attracted your wife?  Where is the dream that woke you up each morning with the excitement to explore each new day?  Is it dead, did it die and are you just a body walking around without a life giving soul?  If you feel any connection with my thoughts then consider that it is is all your own doing!  The hands around your neck that are choking you  are yours, it is always your own choice;  however, it is subtle and unseen so it is not something to beat yourself up over.  It is also something you can undo!

Consider this story as an example.  I was told that many years later a man, married for a second time, learned that his wife had decided to take a 5 day trip without him.  As it happened, for practical reasons,  it turned out she selected a time that included his birthday.  As her birthday was very important to her,  he suddenly wondered why his appeared less important. He when told her he was not happy with her timing and she explained logically why she had chosen the time;  but then added,  I can go away if I wish,  “after all we are not joined at the hip.”   That made a big impression on him!

Of course she was right, he could easily live without her and his birthday, which meant much less to him,  could easily be celebrated, if he wished, on another day. When she left, he spent 5 days as a bachelor and suddenly discovered how much he enjoyed his time alone.  He began to wonder what exciting things would he would discover if he had more time to himself.  In those 5 days he learned a lot about himself that he had forgotten and he began to find new exciting reasons to get up early.

He and his wife are good friends and as happily married as I expect people are after 30 years; but, he had now noted how he had sunk into the water of  life without noticing it. She asked that he pick her up at the airport upon her arrival, which he did.  In the past he had not driven at night long distances as she was the better one at remembering long routes.  On his way down state to pick her up, he said he  had a marvelous time driving on the highway and not threat of critique as he was on his own.  He discovered that he had given up his power to her without recognizing it.  He was re-appearing from the fog of dissolution that marriage can create and now standing higher above the waters.  It made him think, that we who are in long standing relationships should all take separate vacations from each other at least yearly!  If this small event make him happy,  what else might he discover?

Separate vacationsShould separate vacations not be a routine?  Perhaps many men do take separate vacations but he had not done so.  He liked being home and he had a lot to do there, he was a writer and an artist who enjoyed the use of his home for both.  He had a TV room where he could watch all sorts of media; he was never bored. His work day was surrounded by people and constant social interaction, so he was never alone.  Yet, he was drowning in the sea of life and marriage and not noticing it.

I am taking a 4 day vacation by myself soon.  What about you?

Janr

Infinite Extrapolation – a very short story

Lounging lazily in my LikeNet  captain’s chair,  I gazed down through the ships expansive synglass window  at a water world, twice the size of Earth, majestically rotating beneath my feet.   Literally beneath my feet as the synglass, which was 10 times stronger than steel, rose from the floor to the 10 foot ceiling height and horizontally,  port to starboard in an expanse that challenged the minds fear of heights.  The apparent image was one of peace and tranquility, something the old blue Earth had almost never known.

waterWorldThis moment of serenity and peace was suddenly shattered as  my grandchildren exploded onto the flight deck like a meteor  shower tumbling, splashing and screaming while floating through every space of the deck  in a torrent of excitement and laughter. Our RV had just crossed 50 light years of space to reach Arcus II, a never before visited planet. Arcus II with very Earth like seas and rich with life was reason enough to be excited; but, even more so was the prospect of soon exploring our new home. Over port holes down the length of our 1,000 foot  ship, this incidence was undoubtedly being repeated over and over by our extended family.   Six hours of space flight was without question more boring than young minds could tolerate.

Jonathan tumbled across the cabin doing slow motion pinwheels and planted himself like a starfish on the front synglass deliberately obscuring my view.  He burbled enthusiastically, “grandpa, when is splash down?’   This was,  of course, the thought on everyone’s mind.  He then gleefully launched himself with all his might at his father, floating by the entry port 30 feet away.

Beyond the startling image of our new home below, everyone was focused on the ships Aura created by the black holes warp field. The torus of magnetic flux from the Haramein Warp drive was rapidly cooling, as evidenced by the visibly shrinking aura of spectral fluctuations around our ship; it would be safe to descend soon.  They all knew the signs and Jonathan’s question was really rhetorical.

Our new home had none of the  above water land masses of Earth.  At times a large patch of land, might show its topmost edge just above sea-level near the Northern pole and then vanish. In essence, there was no dry land.  Its Ocean’s  depth varied far more than that of our home world, Earth.  Yet millions of years of research had proven we could easily tolerate the heavier gravity, deep oceans and new food supply.  Our ship was outfitted with everything we would need to start our new colony.  It was the mission Nassim Haramein had envisioned when he realized humankind must escape Earth in some form or face destruction by catastrophic accident.

Nassim Haramein had changed the world with his refusal to accept the basic underpinnings of old Earth Physics.  However, the world could no longer question his assumption that space was full of infinite density, not an empty vacuum,  and we were just a manifestation of its creation.  The first proof was the Casimir effect then came a rapid succession of high frequency electromagnetic devices that tuned in to the tetrahedral resonance of easily contained small black holes. Suddenly energy was ubiquitous and space time travel was limitless.

As I thought back to the late 21st century,  I recalled the biggest ethics issues of the century was how to avoid contaminating the incredible worlds of life that were abundant and now easy to reach.  Terraforming was quickly forbidden by the world council.  It would be much easier to Genetically modify our structure to fit in with the new home planet’s and far more ethical.  Here again, black hole technology fulfilled that need.  In 2024,  Janr Ssor had invented the  Resonant Temporal Crystal Computer (RTC computer).  Since difficulty acquiring information at any distance or time was meaningless in a black hole,  the RTC computer could capture all the information contained in a distant world, add some variables such as a new GMO organism and watch a million years of its future evolution to see the outcome. It could do this millions of times in a split second, making simulations a thing of the past, after all, every possibility existed in an infinite universe, a black hole.  By combining our chromosomes with those of this new world we had been designed to fit into the environment with little or no impact.  As odd as it was on Earth, to have a second chromosome pair with a silicon base, here we would be well at home.

While lost in my reminiscence, our ship had begun its automatic descent and I was awakened from my reverie by the water line rapidly rising over our window.   30 minutes later, we completed our splash down, 1 mile beneath the surface waters.   As I pressed the release button, that was now functional, the doors rose upwards with the grace that all things move in deep water.  The thousands of members of my extended family swam and cavorted with glee into the warm embrace of our bright new home worlds waters.

I turned to look back at our Resonance Vehicle and wondered when we would meet another race of space fairing beings.  In the polished metal, I saw my reflection. I did not look much different from the Gilled Women kisses fishbrothers and sisters born of Earth.  My eyes were twice their size, my head 50 % longer but this was mostly behind my face and so had little effect on my facial appearance.   Two dots for a nose and large neck gills were quite different but that was what was needed for life an Arcus II.  Suddenly it dawned on me, I had just met another space fairing race.

 

Janr

 

(artwork by: captainsarasparrow)