Armageddon is very personal and I think not indeed an event that happens all at once like many think. It happens for the individual and for groups of individuals at different times. Not very different then when souls are taken up to heaven. I think that will also prove to be a spaced out event, meaning, not all at once as most everyone really seems to think.
Great assorted topics, true stories, brilliant ideas, wonderful photographs, and honest reporting. As well as my music, " MobiusTripz" Thanks, ~ John "Stephen" Swygert, ~a.k.a.~ "rokkinroll"
Wednesday, January 6, 2016
Tuesday, January 5, 2016
President Trump... better get use to it !
I think it is best we prepare for a Trump presidency. Can you really see anyone who is going to beat him? Really ???
I did not say I am for or against it, just that it is exactly what I see and prepare yourself for great changes and perhaps some fighting here at home regularly. I think we will have small organized skirmishes across the country of angry citizens starting to act as they have banded together for years through all types of organizations and the facts are that our country is failing on a wholesale level to the masses and that is never a great thing for balance.
It is not time to fight, or give up, it is now time to dig the fuck in and stand your ground and battle utilizing logic and rationale.
The country is finding its footing right as tension is once again peaking over these getting colder tougher winter months that are always stressful every single year. Hold on a and the tide shall turn soon and great things are on the way, no matter who is this figure head we the people decide and elect to lead our country, or remove from that held office we offer is so need be.
It will be a great time to open a business and to invest in stocks. Study the end of the bad economy in the 80's and its recovery that was amazing times...best ever... and that is what Trump will make happen as did Reagen, and as much as I do not like him he may be the man to restore us to a more decent respectable stature!
I hope he builds teams that are far removed from all past administrations and starts with fresh clean qualified perspectives, and that is what I think he has to offer...the ability to build great teams and he never tolerates BS!
The Justice Department will get back to work and that shall trickle down through the states and local municipalities as the tax base is raised and we have a better legal ability to enforce these laws that we have been relaxing on. We need to be careful not too turn back progress in the right areas and must be very careful here.
Legal Weed ! ~ Less poor sentencing with non-violent~ and better rehabilitation ~ as well as better city design and upkeep so we have fewer and fewer ghettos ~ no children is not a poor idea! ~ Make tobacco illegal !!!
I think our 8 years of being Almost Canada experiment is over.
GET READY TO MAKE SOME BANK
This is also a Presidential election where we have baby boomers in retirement voting and starting to enter their own twilight years! Then what leader will bring us back to progress with the earth and the balance we should deliver as better flexible evolving stewards of this earth?
This process, this office, this double edged sword wielded, is a precise weapon with multifaceted intricacies that are mind boggling to a degree, but then again sometimes you have to just swing and clean up the mess and I think Trump has that ability like a Putin where as others would kick back and watch disaster unfold like a movie elsewhere and then choose to react in a docile manner.
Soon we will have a President that loves this country truly and will defend it in an instant without hesitation, will grow the economy and be friendly to this earth and never need to take $$$ to get anything done other then his salary.
Who will represent this new breed of Presidents ? Presidents that put he current many to pure shame for their disgusting greed !!!
evolve with flexibility
President Trump... better get use to it !
I did not say I am for or against it, just that it is exactly what I see and prepare yourself for great changes and perhaps some fighting here at home regularly. I think we will have small organized skirmishes across the country of angry citizens starting to act as they have banded together for years through all types of organizations and the facts are that our country is failing on a wholesale level to the masses and that is never a great thing for balance.
It is not time to fight, or give up, it is now time to dig the fuck in and stand your ground and battle utilizing logic and rationale.
The country is finding its footing right as tension is once again peaking over these getting colder tougher winter months that are always stressful every single year. Hold on a and the tide shall turn soon and great things are on the way, no matter who is this figure head we the people decide and elect to lead our country, or remove from that held office we offer is so need be.
It will be a great time to open a business and to invest in stocks. Study the end of the bad economy in the 80's and its recovery that was amazing times...best ever... and that is what Trump will make happen as did Reagen, and as much as I do not like him he may be the man to restore us to a more decent respectable stature!
I hope he builds teams that are far removed from all past administrations and starts with fresh clean qualified perspectives, and that is what I think he has to offer...the ability to build great teams and he never tolerates BS!
The Justice Department will get back to work and that shall trickle down through the states and local municipalities as the tax base is raised and we have a better legal ability to enforce these laws that we have been relaxing on. We need to be careful not too turn back progress in the right areas and must be very careful here.
Legal Weed ! ~ Less poor sentencing with non-violent~ and better rehabilitation ~ as well as better city design and upkeep so we have fewer and fewer ghettos ~ no children is not a poor idea! ~ Make tobacco illegal !!!
I think our 8 years of being Almost Canada experiment is over.
GET READY TO MAKE SOME BANK
This is also a Presidential election where we have baby boomers in retirement voting and starting to enter their own twilight years! Then what leader will bring us back to progress with the earth and the balance we should deliver as better flexible evolving stewards of this earth?
This process, this office, this double edged sword wielded, is a precise weapon with multifaceted intricacies that are mind boggling to a degree, but then again sometimes you have to just swing and clean up the mess and I think Trump has that ability like a Putin where as others would kick back and watch disaster unfold like a movie elsewhere and then choose to react in a docile manner.
Soon we will have a President that loves this country truly and will defend it in an instant without hesitation, will grow the economy and be friendly to this earth and never need to take $$$ to get anything done other then his salary.
Who will represent this new breed of Presidents ? Presidents that put he current many to pure shame for their disgusting greed !!!
evolve with flexibility
President Trump... better get use to it !
Sunday, January 3, 2016
Saturday, January 2, 2016
KEYSTROKES ALWAYS TRACKED... EVEN WHEN YOU NEVER HIT ENTER
So just think about this. You type on facebook but have yet to even hit enter to publish these words yet it suggests things to you to tag, fully admitting that your words yet to be published are indeed being examined as a group and affiliating anything that is taggable and associated with your "datasets"... all of this exactly a keystroke copying device on every single electronic type of communication we use today more then likely. Consider every aspect of every single electronic you own today completely exploitable in any way anyone with said knowledge would like to utilize. Smaller, faster, more efficient, better electronics are everywhere to stay... and watch us... recording what they can... these electronics we have made that soon will turn on us... so says Mr. Hawking, it is indeed a possibility for which we must prepare. I think it already to late as the philosophy we have at hand already is fully at use. Microsoft says they will warn you when law enforcement or any other entity is peeking into your personal data. They will rarely do this as they are already feeding law enforcement any datasets they need to examine so they will not even have to monitor. Go ahead and tag someone and think about what I am saying... the server is doing the exact same thing! Think about that !!! We are soon to step it up a massive notch that will again transform computing and technology and life as we know it with quantum computing I have been promising will happen very soon and now finally indeed has by Google. Encryption is a thing of the past of you have enough money to spend on these in the near future. We build and it gets cheaper and more easily available and then to the masses, illegally or not, and then encryption of today's standards gets defeated. So what will be the next technological evolution in encryption? That is a ONE HUNDRED BILLION dollar question soon.
Friday, January 1, 2016
Lovey Sunny Days ~ Lyric/Poetry ~ MobiusTripz
I saw the walls awash in music,
smiling faces all around the room it was a buzz,
there I was a part of this mutual vision manifest,
melting in indistinguishable from time,
it was The Big Red Ball.
2015 rolled out as all of us definitely rolled in,
kindred spirits and triumphant survivors celebrating life,
dancing upon canvases awash in SunTiger's work,
blending into the light and energy and sounds,
resiliently conquering another year together in success.
Everywhere were messengers of love dancing about through the air,
you could feel the love as it bathed each of us and lifted spirits high,
its almost as if their was a chemical switch for love that was turned to on,
and a future of brilliant art was bursting this moment coming forth free.
I saw the walls melting awash in music,
smiling faces all around the room it was a buzz,
there I was a part of this mutual vision manifest,
melting in indistinguishable from time,
it was The Big Red Ball.
The theatre, the Embassy, accentuated all of the nights fruit bearing gifts,
as light beamed and cascaded across highways of spacetime fabric,
upon which also soundwaves of brilliantly honed tunes were crafted into life again,
and the theatre asked of which way shall you now build your life?
The trail of smiles never quit from our fields of vision,
We never before felt so little tensions,
a sublime perfect harmony and unison,
music the greatest healer is my forever religion.
I saw music,
smiling faces all around buzz,
I was a part of once a thought a feast manifest,
melting in indistinguishable time,
it was The Big Red Ball.
I said again once there was this talented band of gypsys from Cumberland,
they are named Grand Ole' Ditch and they can help you find your way,
keep following the sounds you hear in your heart,
and always follow it for the rest of you gift of these time we share now days.
I saw waves of tantalizing music,
slow motion faces all around the room it was a buzz,
some people pecking like chickens fast and often and incessantly,
melting in indistinguishable from all nuclear that decays through time,
it was The Big Red Ball.
I saw,
smiling faces,
mutual vision manifest,
melting in time,
TheBigRedBall.
These are Lovely Sunny Days,
and the trails they look like rays,
guiding the thoughts of vision forward,
and into what we may next manifest,
out with lies the truth remains and stays.
Awash in music,
all around there was a buzz,
there I was a part of vision,
indistinguishable from time,
The Big Red Ball.
These are Lovely Sunny Days,
and the trails they look like rays,
guiding the thoughts of vision forward,
and into what we may next manifest,
out with lies the truth remains and stays.
These are Lovely Sunny Days,
and the trails they look like rays,
guiding the thoughts of vision forward,
and into what we may next manifest,
out with lies the truth remains and stays.
See you next year friend at the Big Red Ball.
smiling faces all around the room it was a buzz,
there I was a part of this mutual vision manifest,
melting in indistinguishable from time,
it was The Big Red Ball.
2015 rolled out as all of us definitely rolled in,
kindred spirits and triumphant survivors celebrating life,
dancing upon canvases awash in SunTiger's work,
blending into the light and energy and sounds,
resiliently conquering another year together in success.
Everywhere were messengers of love dancing about through the air,
you could feel the love as it bathed each of us and lifted spirits high,
its almost as if their was a chemical switch for love that was turned to on,
and a future of brilliant art was bursting this moment coming forth free.
I saw the walls melting awash in music,
smiling faces all around the room it was a buzz,
there I was a part of this mutual vision manifest,
melting in indistinguishable from time,
it was The Big Red Ball.
The theatre, the Embassy, accentuated all of the nights fruit bearing gifts,
as light beamed and cascaded across highways of spacetime fabric,
upon which also soundwaves of brilliantly honed tunes were crafted into life again,
and the theatre asked of which way shall you now build your life?
The trail of smiles never quit from our fields of vision,
We never before felt so little tensions,
a sublime perfect harmony and unison,
music the greatest healer is my forever religion.
I saw music,
smiling faces all around buzz,
I was a part of once a thought a feast manifest,
melting in indistinguishable time,
it was The Big Red Ball.
I said again once there was this talented band of gypsys from Cumberland,
they are named Grand Ole' Ditch and they can help you find your way,
keep following the sounds you hear in your heart,
and always follow it for the rest of you gift of these time we share now days.
I saw waves of tantalizing music,
slow motion faces all around the room it was a buzz,
some people pecking like chickens fast and often and incessantly,
melting in indistinguishable from all nuclear that decays through time,
it was The Big Red Ball.
I saw,
smiling faces,
mutual vision manifest,
melting in time,
TheBigRedBall.
These are Lovely Sunny Days,
and the trails they look like rays,
guiding the thoughts of vision forward,
and into what we may next manifest,
out with lies the truth remains and stays.
Awash in music,
all around there was a buzz,
there I was a part of vision,
indistinguishable from time,
The Big Red Ball.
These are Lovely Sunny Days,
and the trails they look like rays,
guiding the thoughts of vision forward,
and into what we may next manifest,
out with lies the truth remains and stays.
These are Lovely Sunny Days,
and the trails they look like rays,
guiding the thoughts of vision forward,
and into what we may next manifest,
out with lies the truth remains and stays.
See you next year friend at the Big Red Ball.
Sunday, December 27, 2015
Be An LGBT Advocate
I will be adding more to tell this story as time permits, however what is important to know of the entire story is on this picture for all to see.
Pure ~ Lyric / Poetry ~ MobiusTripz
I cannot visit one friend,
cause I am scared of his heroin,
and I cannot visit another,
because he drinks like I use to,
another will not speak to me because I use,
clean and sober over a year stupid fool,
remember when I saved your life ???,
cocaine alcohol binges every night,
you cried how you planned to end it all,
I told your brother, I stood as always tall,
I am happy for you now 15+ years clean,
married, with kids and a career,
yet you just forget about folks like me,
what kind of sponsor have and are you.
a poor guide selfish forever hurts another,
forgotten forever I use to call you brother.
Principles still shared and lived,
I am thankful for this daily gift,
and my back have I turned on another too,
none of us perfect, especially you,
I thought you were a better friend and now finally true,
I wait for our friendship to return,
I await so melancholy, black, and blue.
I thought wrong,
I thought wrong,
I thought wrong,
I thought wrong.
It all started with a single beer,
I just never seemed to be able to put down,
I picked myself up so many times,
bloody and beaten from off of the ground,
and most will scoff and just walk away,
this world is full of wicked others that do not pray,
and will leave you to your own devices,
alone to die and never once do they think twice,
about you the predicament or your chosen strife.
I attest to this from a grass line and dirt point of view,
poisoned a sot I chose to be and here I lay,
for the longest time it was a game I would play,
and try to master this chemical that owned me,
so many times I wish they would just stone me,
and forever nights I spent praying at that alter porcelain,
and slept on cold comforting bathroom tile floors over and over again,
three days death life lost alcohol pickled young man a waste,
this all chasing young women, music, and drugs in haste.
alcoholic haste,
alcoholic haste,
alcoholic haste,
alcoholic haste.
I am so pleased this is a long lost past,
I visit it rarely now as life is now for focus production and laughs,
and family and friends that are safe and I can share,
with others I love and protect and have so much for cared,
and now I have time for all of the wonderful things,
that I gave away in my past for free for a drink tonight with me,
sad I valued life so little and cannot remember the better things,
from those times past so many I shared with so many of you,
and I pray you forgive me when I used a lack of judgement,
as alcohol impairs and we all laugh it off,
this culture we seem to accept and even advertise and maintain.
Today I have no use for alcohol or nicotine,
I like the life and the rest of what the Lord has offered me,
I will care for this temple and build it a better testament to a clean life,
as I should have from the start,and I am glad I have the friends I do today,
that are healing my own faulted broken down heart,
and I want you know you each have healed me of my ways.
The love of friends heals,
the love of friends heals,
the love of friends, heals,
the love of friends heals.
What hurts is the none of you who understand,
what kills is that others can just easily give up on so many like me,
and just so easily forget look the other way and walk away.
Now healed I know who is who,
who to trust, and who is you?,
and you would not believe the things I have seen,
undercover of alcohol and drugs in my life not just dreams,
trust few and maybe that is too many,
this world is wicked, fast, and unfriendly,
watch out for facades too perfect,
and remember there are no free lunches,
there is no promise in the use of illicit drugs,
your friends will die over years in neat little bunches.
The choice is ultimately yours,
but never has a man come back from death and said,
yes, that trail is the way to travel,
and you should definitely go down this way,
down this way, go down this way,
There are so many ways one can go down,
party hard on the way to the lake of fire.
How will you go down?,
How will you go down?,
How will you go down?,
How will you go down?,
Alcohol and drugs if you want to watch,
your life over time hurtfully unravel,
breaking your spiritual knees you fall over bent,
in prayer now in front of the judge and the gavel,
and even if you did not believe before in God,
you start talking to him and promising so much,
mindless meandering muttering useless muck,
we when poisoned promise so much,
with such little substance but act as if we give a fuck,
these lies we have all muttered thinking we could outsmart God,
alcohol and these fine drugs will lie so deep to a sot,
while from the spirit and then inside out we rot,
I would like some more brother man how much you got?
How much do you think you can handle this time?
How much do you think you can handle this time?
How much do you think you can handle this time?
How much do you think you can handle this time?
Such wicked foolish pride and greed peppered in lust,
I was gluttony incarnate and sloth behind wicked fake facades,
in life I was envy that stole others' life with wrath and vengeance,
I once lived addiction and this world was my domain.
However this world is no longer for me.
With breath there is still time to turn back towards home,
and save yourself from this insanity you run towards,
start fresh with a prayer you mean to something not you,
move forward and watch amazed how the body and life is restored.
I am addiction no more,
and now,
I Am Who I Am !
Pure
cause I am scared of his heroin,
and I cannot visit another,
because he drinks like I use to,
another will not speak to me because I use,
clean and sober over a year stupid fool,
remember when I saved your life ???,
cocaine alcohol binges every night,
you cried how you planned to end it all,
I told your brother, I stood as always tall,
I am happy for you now 15+ years clean,
married, with kids and a career,
yet you just forget about folks like me,
what kind of sponsor have and are you.
a poor guide selfish forever hurts another,
forgotten forever I use to call you brother.
Principles still shared and lived,
I am thankful for this daily gift,
and my back have I turned on another too,
none of us perfect, especially you,
I thought you were a better friend and now finally true,
I wait for our friendship to return,
I await so melancholy, black, and blue.
I thought wrong,
I thought wrong,
I thought wrong,
I thought wrong.
It all started with a single beer,
I just never seemed to be able to put down,
I picked myself up so many times,
bloody and beaten from off of the ground,
and most will scoff and just walk away,
this world is full of wicked others that do not pray,
and will leave you to your own devices,
alone to die and never once do they think twice,
about you the predicament or your chosen strife.
I attest to this from a grass line and dirt point of view,
poisoned a sot I chose to be and here I lay,
for the longest time it was a game I would play,
and try to master this chemical that owned me,
so many times I wish they would just stone me,
and forever nights I spent praying at that alter porcelain,
and slept on cold comforting bathroom tile floors over and over again,
three days death life lost alcohol pickled young man a waste,
this all chasing young women, music, and drugs in haste.
alcoholic haste,
alcoholic haste,
alcoholic haste,
alcoholic haste.
I am so pleased this is a long lost past,
I visit it rarely now as life is now for focus production and laughs,
and family and friends that are safe and I can share,
with others I love and protect and have so much for cared,
and now I have time for all of the wonderful things,
that I gave away in my past for free for a drink tonight with me,
sad I valued life so little and cannot remember the better things,
from those times past so many I shared with so many of you,
and I pray you forgive me when I used a lack of judgement,
as alcohol impairs and we all laugh it off,
this culture we seem to accept and even advertise and maintain.
Today I have no use for alcohol or nicotine,
I like the life and the rest of what the Lord has offered me,
I will care for this temple and build it a better testament to a clean life,
as I should have from the start,and I am glad I have the friends I do today,
that are healing my own faulted broken down heart,
and I want you know you each have healed me of my ways.
The love of friends heals,
the love of friends heals,
the love of friends, heals,
the love of friends heals.
What hurts is the none of you who understand,
what kills is that others can just easily give up on so many like me,
and just so easily forget look the other way and walk away.
Now healed I know who is who,
who to trust, and who is you?,
and you would not believe the things I have seen,
undercover of alcohol and drugs in my life not just dreams,
trust few and maybe that is too many,
this world is wicked, fast, and unfriendly,
watch out for facades too perfect,
and remember there are no free lunches,
there is no promise in the use of illicit drugs,
your friends will die over years in neat little bunches.
The choice is ultimately yours,
but never has a man come back from death and said,
yes, that trail is the way to travel,
and you should definitely go down this way,
down this way, go down this way,
There are so many ways one can go down,
party hard on the way to the lake of fire.
How will you go down?,
How will you go down?,
How will you go down?,
How will you go down?,
Alcohol and drugs if you want to watch,
your life over time hurtfully unravel,
breaking your spiritual knees you fall over bent,
in prayer now in front of the judge and the gavel,
and even if you did not believe before in God,
you start talking to him and promising so much,
mindless meandering muttering useless muck,
we when poisoned promise so much,
with such little substance but act as if we give a fuck,
these lies we have all muttered thinking we could outsmart God,
alcohol and these fine drugs will lie so deep to a sot,
while from the spirit and then inside out we rot,
I would like some more brother man how much you got?
How much do you think you can handle this time?
How much do you think you can handle this time?
How much do you think you can handle this time?
How much do you think you can handle this time?
Such wicked foolish pride and greed peppered in lust,
I was gluttony incarnate and sloth behind wicked fake facades,
in life I was envy that stole others' life with wrath and vengeance,
I once lived addiction and this world was my domain.
However this world is no longer for me.
With breath there is still time to turn back towards home,
and save yourself from this insanity you run towards,
start fresh with a prayer you mean to something not you,
move forward and watch amazed how the body and life is restored.
I am addiction no more,
and now,
I Am Who I Am !
Pure
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