renegade revo!ution

the bright dark sky

2009-01-09T13:56:00.000-08:00

As I look to the horizon, the overwhelming pressure of the looming sun bends my ocular awareness. As I enter the forest the sun begins to set and I prepare for the tasks ahead. The light that has shown brightly before is now fading and taking new shape. New patterns, ideas and opportunities occur. The last train to forever continues to board as the world around it crumbles. The earth in the forest has altered consistencies as the tremors shake and loosen the foundations. I walk strong, sure footed in the ever quaking beyond, not letting the light nor the darkness effect my vision. I feel the spirits next to me asking, questioning and reasoning around themselves. The destination clear, the attack centered. One step at a time takes me through the tumultuous haze of resistance. The road is fading as the forest grows dark and cold. The elevated awareness and vision overtakes my being as my eyes close and I rise above the abyss into the sunset.

Ffffffffffffffff

2008-12-16T23:54:00.000-08:00

nothing matters
everything is relevant
nothing changes
everything happens
4 reasons

Groundhog dayzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

2008-11-22T16:09:00.001-08:00

Everyday is the same in the land of the robots. Routine, hourly, daily, weekly, meetings, talking, progressing, digressing, depressing, repressing. The random repetition of time is stalking normalcy to the point where people are stagnant in thought and ideals. No one seems to think that it is that serious that our world is in a sh!t storm right now. Maybe its like an earthquake and no one really feels the effects until it has already happened.

First Day

2008-11-20T13:56:00.000-08:00

Today is the first day for the rest of my life and I am F#$&N it all up. So much desire... so much want... too much clutter... not enough time... no excuses...

world domination...

Saving the World

2008-11-18T11:39:00.000-08:00

This thursday... the renegade will be donating artwork for a World Hunger Benefit at 111 Minna in San Francisco. Its a great cause... feeding those starving people. I have thought about doing a benefit for starving artist as well, but I am afraid that the pretension to such an event would be catastrophic. Its a funny thought though... doing benefits for starving people all across the world while our world/ country is in grave peril. I guess you have to think bigger than yourself though, and examine the big picture.

Sometimes a different perspective or experience can help you acheive the grandeous view of the present worldly situations without traveling to africa and seeing all the children dieing from starvation and disease. This may just be your opportunity to make a big impact in a small way. I hope to see all of you there.... wait... no one reads this blog... never mind...

Catch ya on the flip side.

The Renegade has been compromised.

2008-11-10T19:19:00.000-08:00

The secret mission to infiltrate the casa blanco has been foregone and new agents have renamed the pres elect and stolen ideas and origianlity that was not theirs. The idea that the name of the new world leader would be "Renegade" was a plan that has been in effect for years now. Thanks to the patriot act... my rights as an underground revolutionary operative to take over the country and then the world to provide good values and lifestylies has been stolen, compromised and ultimately will fail due to economic unstability, power struggle and a disheartening war. The idea of a renegade to rule the country,.. better yet a galaxy, is the clear solution to fix all the problems the world is facing at the moment! The reason I started this blog was to create ideas and ask questions... to start a revolution of sorts. Now the secret service has given the codename: renegade to identify our new president. Is this what our country needs? A Renegade?....

If we look at the definition of renegade you will find that it means....
renegade:(Dictionary.com)

1.	a person who deserts a party or cause for another.

2.	an apostate from a religious faith.

–adjective

3.	of or like a renegade; traitorous.

(American Heritage Dictionary)
n.

One who rejects a religion, cause, allegiance, or group for another; a deserter.
An outlaw; a rebel.
adj. Of, relating to, or resembling a renegade; traitorous.

Now I know what this psuedoname means for me... but what does this say about our future president?... Barrack Hussein Obama. What is in a name??? What does this mean that our president is has three islamic names and now his codename is renegade.

Dont get me wrong. I am for Obama. I support change in this f#kd up system. I want security in my future as much as the rest.... but this hostile abuse of power and money will no longer stand man!

Hold on tight

2008-11-07T11:29:00.001-08:00

Hold on tight. This world is going for a bumpy ride. I am going for a ride. So much unknown... so many of my friends getting laid off or fired. These are my thoughts as I awake to a full day of work and shenanigans. I am attending a benefit tonight for a friend that was in a tragic car accident and now can not work and is drowning financially. So if I am poor and I will be donating to someone who is in even greater need..... what happens when the poor cant help out the poorer and the rich and medium classes are too tight to give away what they already have.... then what??? Circular downgrade of nonsense and nothingness. This is when riots and theft and crime will rise and the people will revolt... for the change that people so desire is so far from here. Instantaneous change can also throw a big moving machine even farther out of control... for it will be the wise delicate changes that will ultimately bring this society back to its sanity.

People are backwards

2008-11-06T14:48:00.000-08:00

The way people operate sometimes is completely bass akwards. They do one thing for one reason then deliberately turn the opposite direction and do the complete opposite. You think I dont see you? Are you that naive and stupid to not understand that I am standing right here. I know that I can be translucent but to be utterly invisible is only a quality and understanding that a ninja may possess.

Our world is at a turning point and people dont realize the seriousness of thier actions and the effects it has on other peoples worlds. Keep your game tight or sit on the sidelines and stop pretending and the reversin.' Punk b!+ch3s

The Shelf is NO more

2008-10-28T12:50:00.000-07:00

I awoke to a mystery of falling objects, confusion and commotion. I am soaking wet, there is stuff falling over me. I am not quite sure where i am at first, but then I feel myself grasping to what feels like a wooden bored.
Earthquake?... Am I falling?... Have I landed?.... Where did all this water and dibris come from?.... I feel the shaking in my hand. My thoughts race more slowly now. I still grasp the wooden plank and wonder in disbelief as my retinas try and dance around the room looking for light. The darkness remains and the commotion stops as I slow my breathing and feel my bed underneath. Am I in my room? What is happening?? Confusion sets in again.
I stumble across the floor,... begging for some light. I bump the swith... my eyes dialate... my rooms a mess and my bed is a disaster. There was once a shelf on the wall, which now is hanging by a single screw. My hats, cell phones, the clapper and a glass of water are strewn about the bed and floor. WTF???
I stand in awe at what lies before me..... I think to myself, "What a dream!" I really would like to know what my dream was about. At a time when I have more frequently remembered the visions in my REM, this one still escapes me. Not only did my subconcious have something pretty intense going on, I apparently ripped my shelf off the wall.
While I was thinking about moving the shelf anyways I forego myself and let my subconcious handle the business!??.... I guess!!?? It was however quicker and a bit more destructive. Imagine if my plans for world domination were acted out in the deepest of my subconcious. How much quicker and more destructive would that be?

whats up world

2008-10-02T14:33:00.001-07:00

what is going on with this world? the economy?... the government?... the politics?... the politicians?... the war?... recession?... $700 billion dollar bailout?...

I went to my bank today....
I'm still not sure if its safe... at least that is how i feel.
I asked the nice young lady at the counter if it is safe to keep my money here.
She assured me that it is safe because it is now owned by the second largest bank in the world.
WOW.... that is reassuring... I think to myself.
If I'm not mistaken are all the major banks and creditors frozen right now....
while the stock market plummets and readjusts to plummet once again...
because of the bad decisions of top investors and government ill decisions we now find ourselves in what some would describe as a clusterf@$#.
does America really realize what is happening right now and the effects it will have on us and our children?
Amongst all this government failure, declining markets, sh!tty economy and political B.S. people are getting lost and floundering. Talking to my peeps... it's kinda crazy anyways, but right now is even crazier.

People don't seem to have a real understanding. Complete disillusions are all around us. What is really going on in the political system? I don't feel that i have a real understanding of all this nonsense. Ive been looking at the plays on both side that the blue and the the red make. It seems to make no sense that even republican experts are saying that "YES" we need a "bailout" and the same side is denying the government the chance to pass the bill. It makes you feel as if this is only a strategic move for the republicans to gain more power. I know there are issues on both sides, but come on... you got to be f.n. kidding me!!! This has gotten to be ridiculous. It seems that the McCain camp is basing all his political moves on gaining attention and capturing the attention of different "demographics" in order to sway the popular vote.

-[renegade: sidenote]- Politics is all about people pleasing b.s. You can trust a politician almost as much as you can trust your auto mechanic.

so... in my eyes... what is going on is this... (some call it a nut-shell)
Top dog bitches at high end private institutions and mutual fund companies back by the government have made a ton of BAD loans.. these loans have defaulted... Americans are loosing their homes because of BAD interest rates and unreasonable loan mortgages... now because of all the bad loans and all the defaults, the medium banks are defaulting and getting bought out by the big banks... all while the big banks (aka my bank WaMu) are defaulting and getting bought out by bigger world banks...

Who owns those banks then?.... other countries?.... Is Americas monetary and military muscle and power coming to an end?... Should americans realize that we are on the brink of sucumming to another world power and dominance?...

What happens when we dont have the money and power to be world police anymore?... What happens when people start policing our decisions?... Then where is your freedom?... This seems far off, but i have had many visions of earthquakes lately that seem to have a quick crumble then the long rebuilding fase.

So once all our companies are bought by foreign investors and our government is at a stalemate point... unable to come to a simple decision and still can not help the american public... where do we find ourselves?... After the big banks default.. then big corporations cant get loans to pay their employees... they get laid off. Downsizing across the board happens... job market suffers... people suffer... everything suffers..... because of the poor decisions of our top government and corporate officials.

If anyone could bring some enlightenment please......

So many of my friends say that.. "Well if anything serious happens... I will just leave the country!" How will you now be recieved by the world? What will the world think of us now? I had the "priveladge" of traveling while we first began our policing in Irag. Let me tell you.. it wasnt pretty. Im scared for this world.

renegade is done and out.... my brain hurts.

The love never stops

2008-09-25T00:44:00.001-07:00

After all this time...
and all this craziness
and all this fulfillment
and all these downers
and all these high times
and all the people
and all the places
and all my successes
and all my shortcomings
and all the city
and all the streets
and all this joy
and all this heartache

i still have all this love for you

Bizness

2008-09-20T16:58:00.000-07:00

Theres too much busy-ness in the Bizness!

today it ends... tomorrow it begins....

2008-08-25T19:43:00.000-07:00

today is the end of my life as i know it, and tomorrow a new experience takes me to lands unknown. the adventures unseen, the heartbeat still steady, my eyes remain focused as i envision what i can not imagine! the artist mindset is an amazing organism to grasps. unsteady thoughts remain balanced as differential concepts are seamlessly melding into ubergasms. i shall appear on the other side of the desert... unchanged and yet never the same....

the burning takes my brain away

2008-08-21T13:47:00.001-07:00

Thoughts of next week steal my concentration. I am trying to work but this burning man keeps my mind in fantasy land. Its so hard to work, when there is so much other cool stuff to think about. That... and I will listen to about a million great bands at the Outlands music festival this weekend in golden gate park. My life definitely does not suck right now. Follow your dreams and who knows if it will be a fantasy or a nightmare. Take a chance.... live yo life and find what you are looking for.

I experience REM in my daydreams... is that weird. Blue ducks have all the power.

The Author... Dr. Nigel Zane

2008-08-12T13:08:00.000-07:00

Distracted Lack of Vision

2008-08-05T13:21:00.000-07:00

I sit idle and wait for the inspirational motivation to take charge. Tis not jump start it-self, and only personal desire can crank this engine into action. So many things on my plate and Im not even hungry right now. The lull takes the days away from me as I desire and dream of what is possible and what is to come. These satisfactions and distractions will prove to be temporal and overall unappealing in hindsight. Why dost we desire temporary happiness above long term fulfillment?

Lack of Vision?

the first day of forever

2008-08-02T13:04:00.000-07:00

The first day of forever is a day that I can never forget. Its reoccurring and sensual repetition never gets old as the days grow short and time begins to leap forward. The choices you make each moment determine the rest of your life. What path to take...? What choice to make...? How to handle your business...? Daily decisions are made without thought or regard to others, ones family, friends or self. Do we hold responsibility for our actions? Does anyone have any sense to save the world soon. If we all pulled together we could make some change. I don't know about you but i continue to strive to better myself and those around me. If I am going to the moon, I am going to take all my friends with me!!! The fact is that America is a "shitstorm" right now. (That is a technical term.) Look at the condition of our economy... look at our president... look at the hundreds of homeless people I walk past everyday.

What choices are you making to make the world a better place? What am I doing?... I dont really know if anything I do can REALLY make this world a better place? But I use my best judgement and try and consider the decisions that I make and the influence that they might have. I see some holes and needs in my current social scene. Flaky people, non-commitment, addictions, disrespect. I wish that everyone would desire to carry themselves at a higher level of maturity and could adopt some sort of ideals system in order to lead a righteous life.... but not everyone is like me... and there will always be shady m.f.'s so.....

the first day of forever is right now and it is up to me and you to make good things happen.

I dont know how I will save my part of the world, but I sure will splatter paint all over this bitch and make it beautiful!!!!

I dream of thunderground at night. I need some sunglasses. The future looks bright.

Pro-gression

2008-07-25T13:50:00.000-07:00

I sit actively idle and reflect as I notice the streaks of fluorescent glow in the dark figures graze across the keys. How did I get to this point...

I walk in the streets with two glowing fingernails. Opposite hands, different fingers... As I walk out of the Leather, etc. store looking for a gun holster I wonder/ponder the past few weeks. I have found my home says the good doctor. Its good to be changed, re inspired and newly focused. The trip into the artifunks of beyond was yet to say revolutionary, but solidly focused and highly regarded. The revolution of minds is yet to come.

The days continue to progress and top other planetary charts. The Thievery Corporation has taken musical inspiration possibilities to another level. Hanging out with the members of the corporation was proof that big names don't have to have big egos and massive personas. Maybe one day you will catch the thieves stealing the next thunderground show!!!!

I look to the future in my dreams. I can't get away from the possibilities of opportunities. The stage... the runway... the landing zones... the music that melts faces... i like awake and dream...

a canvas sits idle constant unchanging...
waiting, wanting, desires unfulfilled...
yet it sits and dreams perfect and untainted...
waiting for its time to come...

you will never know the story of the glowing fingernails... only dreams, ideas and imaginations...

here are some words from a song that have inspired me lately...

it's hard... but you can't feel
it's right... but not so real
it's wrong... but you want more
let me know... what you want it for
it's good... its for your soul
it's warm... for that winter cold
it's loud... when your too old
and it's fate when it makes gold

stay tuned... there is something big and mysterious on the horizon

Coffe sucks

2008-06-05T12:36:00.001-07:00

I dont like coffee, and I dont usually drink it. I had a cup of ice coffee this morning cause it sounded good. Now I feel really bad. Coffee sucks. I am too busy for all this! I wish that there was more time.... there's never enough time.

The splitting of minds and the ultra-mega answer

2008-05-20T18:55:00.000-07:00

One foot in the door, and one foot out of the door. Both firmly planted and eager to take steps in different directions. The oppositely separated twins yearn for individual freedom and independent choices. Both... thinking in automatic synchronicity and dedication for the necessity of joint efforts,... but both dreaming of separate satisfactions. The path pulls and strains each entity into seclusion. With out one you have the other. With out the other you have one. Each impedance drives deeper into the core of ones own desire. The thirst must be quenched, but only with blind coordination, years of repetition, and a indecisive slave driving madman at the helm. The path least traveled is often overgrown and full of those stupid burrs that get stuck in your sock, then resulting in the imminent threat of dozens of fine ultra-mega buried splinters driven deep under the ubiquitously placed swirls of fingerprints. The fact that the differentiating paths and the light at the end of the tunnel depends solely on the placement of the sun in the earths atmosphere... assuming you are in a tunnel on earth. Therefore considering your placement in the galaxy you must still decipher which path to take and which foot to lead with first. This pivotal decision must be made daily in the minds of the oblique. The splitting of persons and -alities can be mysterious if you are bad at communicating with yourselves. From here to there you must step in the correct direction... and if that doesn't work. I would recommend that you dance.

The take over...

2008-05-11T17:43:00.000-07:00

My day has just started and already vision of the take over cloud my mind. The influential thoughts of beyond cast shadows and light of world domination. The dancing puppets who control and alter my thoughts are finally dancing to rythmatic tripped out bass lines and hard re verb crushes and grooves. The twisted elements which control societal fashion and futuristic desire are echoing influence from the warped zones of tastefully passionate desirous style. The creations of today echo through into places unseen and worlds unknown. The difference in the earth quakes and shows its true power once shifted and opened up. The revolution of desire and passion is at the forefront of those who will finally want and thirst for what was once unseen...

Cosmo Alignment

2008-05-01T15:28:00.000-07:00

Progression, refreshing. New life and death surround me. The randomly reoccurring coincidences encircle my being. Thoughts of the other, another and then gone. Visionary flights of planetary alignment through patterned sidewalk streets talk, describing things that will hit the earth. Life changing forms, mental patterns shifting, awaking, stirring the courage in people. The talents must be unveiled for the hiding can go on no more. I hear the thunder in the distance. Shaking, trembling the earth, ready to show its true power and form.

Wigga-jigga WOW

2008-05-01T01:15:00.000-07:00

The first last time

2008-04-25T12:23:00.000-07:00

The first last time I saw you it changed my life. I cant recall the last time I saw you, because you morph and change with the ocean currents. My eyes close at each sunrise. The distant horizon has appeared in front of my feet. Living as a vampire has its benefits and drawbacks. The lonely road to revolution is so internal that it stings.

Street Beat

2008-04-24T19:25:00.000-07:00

Rockin the streets
Feelin the beats

I bouts to spray the mace
up in yo FACE

Spreading the treats
reppin my peeps

Im clownin up in this place.

I said goodbye already.

2008-04-21T14:03:00.000-07:00

I said goodbye to you.
I said goodbye to you already.
I said goodbye to you again today.

You come and leave my mind daily. The thoughts of what could not be morph into transparent day dreams of what I do not have, and can not find. Time spent with you is as distant as yesterday. I find time to forget about you everyday. You are not here, but a glimpse and a smile uncover memories of our time together. I see you hiding in the crowd... waiting... smiling... forever moving as to not stay to long for that may ingrain a memory in your mind. You forget so easily when you move so fast.

I said goodbye to you already.

I cant see into the future without remembering the past. Visions of life on an oasis get blown like the funnel of a tornado. Thoughts of you spinning, spiraling down. The facts could never be more clear, yet I cloud my vision with a looming storm and dreams of the end of the rainbow. You are gone forever, but I still reserve a seat for you. The distant memories fade so vividly as I push forward through my ever changing unrealities. I thirst for something that quenches the soul and satisfies the heart. I am looking but these blinders only allow so much light in. We walk different paths, steadily forgetting, moving in different directions. You may be running, but I will continue to walk tall and keep a steady pace. For on the horizon... the sunrise begins to materialize.

I said goodbye to you.
I said goodbye to you already.
I said goodbye to you again today.

introspection

2008-04-10T11:28:00.001-07:00

I have been away from my writing for some time now. I feel the urge to push paper to pen, but sit awaiting the mind to generate through the thousands of thoughts and ideas that keep sabotaging my output. The overlying ideas and concepts can not be completed without first crystallizing their invisible realities and constructing a form and foundation for the rest of the populous understanding. I think that I am thinking out loud.... more to come later.... i promise.

Lost Vegas

2008-03-03T16:20:00.000-08:00

Returning from a life changing mission to the city of sin, I sit in silence and revel in the pure over-the-toppery that consumed the corneas of my eyesight. Even my most vivid foresight could not predict the adventure which lay in store along the cracks and crevasses of the marble floors and moving statues. Armed with my strongest combatants we hit the streets looking for the answers to the questions that could not yet be asked. Feeling the power of the millions as I look skyward to the pseudo skyline of glitz and glamour, I gaze for a moment and look away into my other places of interest. The replicas of cities, places and momuments yearn to give you the feeling of authenticity, but I stand disappointed and needing of something real. Looking no farther than my closest friends on the planet, I find everything that expectations unexpected. The pure chivalry and camaraderie that was instilled in this place of insanity can never be broken or relived. Only reflected upon and told in upcoming story books.

Dream a Dream

2008-02-27T19:04:00.000-08:00

I awoke to a firestorm of feelings, emotions, visions and excitement of what was to come. I dreamed a dream of wakeful abandon. I struggle to remember my dreams, and most days I don't even think, to think about what consumed my R.E.M. distortions of the mind a drift my previous nights slumber. Yet, this night there was a different something amiss. Rising like a lightning bolt emerging from the broken ground atop a hill, I sprang from bed frantically trying to piece back together what had gone wrong and why they were coming for me.

I come to find the disorganization of the scattered papers, glasses of water, and propaganda to be more than seriously disturbing. I scan the papers to find a clue for what I am looking for. I have done something terrible wrong. I know that I am awake and there must be reason for my frantic panic. I put away the propaganda and realize that they know. They are knocking on the door. How did they get inside? Who are they? They must have found out through the maze of T1 lines and digital voice transporters. I knew that someone was listening. I knew what they wanted. They wanted me... they wanted me to stop... to stop what I could not because it wasn't me who began it, but know I had to deal with this. Someone started me on this journey, but it was me that must deal with altering destiny and escaping to the realization of minds and souls.

Deciding whether or not it is a good idea to open the door and find out who it is, I sit silent. Thoughts racing like the speed of light, I try to grasp the whole story before the battering ram breaks the lock and enters into my inner realm of existence. The knocking stops and the voices fade. I reach out with my eyes and try to clench onto the conspiracy. My heart races subconsciously as I arrange more things with my mind. I scan the room to find the key to their desired late night entrance. I am now sitting at the end of the bed. I ponder the propaganda and what it means to them? This is about you... not me. Why all the theatrics? I have done nothing wrong... I have done nothing. Which is more deadly? I still sit at the end of the bed and wonder how I have come to this place. Then, before I know it, I see myself being thrust from the subconscious dream world, fast forwarded into reality and pushed back into myself. Like the worm holes of cinematic adventure I unwillingly take the hyper speed warp zone back to the present.

I awake, sitting at the end of my bed, looking at the pile of scattered papers, glasses of water and propaganda.

Misunderstanding of Reality

2008-02-22T13:19:00.000-08:00

I embarked upon a quest to find paradise lost. Unbeknownst to me, it can not be found. Still I journey into the nights lingering darkness. I sense footsteps behind me and I have curious faith of light at the end of the tunnel. My life long quest into understanding reality is no closer than the beginning. If life is only a speck on an imaginary timeline that may or may not continue forever; I have faith that someday my efforts wont be frivolous and without intent.

Love and Death

2008-02-22T11:59:00.000-08:00

"The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one;
Yet the light of the bright world dies,
With the dying sun.

The mind has a thousand eyes,
And the heart but one;
Yet the light of a whole life dies,
When love is done."
-F.W. Bourdillon

Each day our eyes are born into another day and a new light of the passing sun. Daily our thoughts shift from light unto dark and dark unto light. As the sun sets so do our emotions, goals, ambitions and desires. Some lust for the dark cover of night to conceal that which is never transparent and could only be uncovered with the passing days and the stewardship of trust. The self concealment of feelings and emotions stir at the inner soul of those who most want to give it to the deserving of the masses. We bury love as if it already is a lost treasure forever dedicated to the eternal abyss of the oceans floor. Love is like the earths molten core; burning, changing, revolving, dieing for a chance to show its power and its admiration for the world. All the while hesitant to show its revolutionary form, for when the earth shifts and world changing volcanic lava changes the face of the world; so does love shift and change everything that it touches and surrounds. Without earths core, we have no existence; without the hope of love, we have no reason to exist.

The days are scarce where love is offered without a price tag. People are so consumed by the selfish desire of not getting hurt and playing it safe, that opportunities fade and most can never let themselves find out how true and sacred love can be. Love is not without sacrifice and love will rear its ugly head when least expected.

When we can die to ourselves and unselfishly give true love to those in need, maybe then we as a people can progress; can change; can let loves molten life-changing form alter our existence forever.

As I ponder love and try and bring some resolution to the above stated poem, I realize that without a donation, nothing can be given; and without love there can be no life. Delving deeper into the understanding of the above author I have found that Bourdillon died on the day that I was born. Coincidence? Destiny? Reincarnation? No one can tell for sure, and it is up to each being to decide whether or not life if worth living angry, pissed off, dying inside, and searching for temporary happiness. Most of us will live a life without love, not letting ourselves seek beyond selfish ambition to seek what is true, secure and most deadly of all.

"A beautiful women in a yellow blouse and a black skirt walks down the street; she smiles at me; changes my life for a moment;... and then she was gone forever."
-jay harmful

War on the cusp and societal insantiy.

2008-02-20T17:52:00.002-08:00

The societal norms that surround our beings are destroying our culture, society, creativity and the possibilities of real change. The laziness spreads through the streets and the reliance for someone else to make positive change will ruin our existence and mute our voices as the government gains more power, money and presupposed global authority. What is this world coming to? One world government? One currency? One dictator? What happens after war? I believe that most of us forget daily that we are even at war. We get all caught up in what we think is important and forget that our brothers, sisters, daughters and sons are dieing for a cause. What was the cause that brought us into this war? WMD's, government terrorist connections, an evil dictator? Americans have been blinded by the media and all the government lies.

The truth is that wars create debt in our society, enables the rich to get richer, sacrifices our peoples lives and now has sent our country into a recession. What percentage of our people can even afford to buy a house at this current point. What will come of our existence when all our people are homeless, we have war on our soil, and a vagina with a voice and estrogen problems is running our country.

If this world were a popularity contest, America would be the redheaded step kid, picking on all the little kids at playground just because we were inbred and now are bigger and more messed up than the rest of the normal kids. We definitely have bullied our way into the game of tag on the playground. No one else wanted to play with us, but our friend the UK joined our game just because they were afraid of getting beat up too. Now look who wants to play with us ever again. Our countries image is tarnished, our relationships are falling apart, and we continue to occupy a country that has not deserved the treatments that they have received.

What will come of our future, our destiny, our children? If something is not done soon, I will be writing this blog from Canada or Australia. Through study and unbacked foresight, I predict that we will have war on our soil within the next 10 years. The patterns and ways that we are pissing the world off will natural come to a head and explode like an emotional ex girlfriend raging out of no where. If you dont speak, no one will listen. If you don't listen you will never hear. If you don't hear, you will never be able to act. With no action, we have no change. You can choose to invest in the future or you can choose to invest in selfish ambition. One World Revolution?