I see myself as a bodhisatva in training, a guiding light, a lighthouse guiding you away from the rocks.
Sic semper tyrannis
"We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. — That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, — That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness."
Declaration of Independence
I am starting a non-profit. Lighthouse Arts (501c3 pending) is a non-profit dedicated to changing the world through art. I envision it as a multistaged organization starting with sponsoring youth to express themselves through art about the things that effect their lives helping them see the interaction between themselves and the world and how each effect eachother. As the organization grows additonal goals would be realized such as providing art grants, a gallery space, providing health care for artists, sending out messages about what is wrong in the world and how it can be improved through art.
I am a writer, poet, videographer, revolutionary, fashion designer, philosopher, and marionettist
I made a pirate video
and here's a paid gig i had:
And here's the truth, well one of many:
I don't agree with every point but it's 99% dead on. The thing I disagree with is that it leaves no room for religion being a value in someones life but I agree it's been used as a tool by different factions over time.
Listen to Oregon Public Broadcast either online
or in Portland on the airwaves at 91.5
There is no desire that anyone holds for any reason than that they believe they will feel better in the achievement of it. Whether it is a material object, a physical stat of being, a relationship, a condition, or a circumstance--at the heart of every desire is the desire to feel good. And so, the standard of success in life is not the things or the money--the standard of success is absolutely the amount of joy you feel."
~Abraham/Ester and Jerry Hicks
Aspiring writer and activist. Currently with day job at a nonprofit.
"When I give food to the poor, they call me a saint. When I ask why the poor have no food, they call me a communist."
Another alias of mine is: Michael Deshoulières, Attila of Slaves In Chains. It has been said that silently I move amongst the helpless and the oppressed.
"Gosh Darn it people like me!"
...you're not how much money you've got in the bank. You're not your job. You're not your family, and you're not who you tell yourself.... You're not your name.... You're not your problems.... You're not your age.... You are not your hopes. ~Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club,
For thousands of years, human beings had screwed up and trashed and crapped on this planet, and now history expected me to clean up after everyone. I have to wash out and flatten my soup cans. And account for every drop of used motor oil. And I have to foot the bill for nuclear waste and buried gasoline tanks and landfilled toxic sludge dumped a generation before I was born. ~Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club, Chapter 16
"Imagine," Tyler said, "stalking elk past department store windows and stinking racks of beautiful rotting dresses and tuxedos on hangers; you'll wear leather clothes that will last you the rest of your life, and you'll climb the wrist-thick kudzu vines that wrap the Sears Tower. Jack and the beanstalk, you'll climb up through the dripping forest canopy and the air will be so clean you'll see tiny figures pounding corn and laying strips of venison to dry in the empty car pool lane of an abandoned superhighway stretching eight-lanes-wide and August-hot for a thousand miles." ~Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club, Chapter 16
Politics can be summed up this way:
A little boy goes to his dad and asks, 'What is Politics?'
Dad says, 'Well son, let me try to explain it this way: I am the head of the family , so call me The President. Your mother is the administrator of the money, so we call her the Government. We are here to take care of your needs, so we will call you the People. The nanny , we will consider her the Working Class. And your baby brother, we will call him the Future. Now think about that and see if it makes sense. So the little boy goes off to bed thinking about what Dad has said.
Later that night, he hears his baby brother crying, so he gets up to check on him. He finds that the baby has severely soiled his diaper. So the little boy goes to his parent's room and finds his mother asleep. Not wanting to wake her, he goes to the nanny's room. Finding the door locked, he peeks in the keyhole and sees his father in bed with the nanny. He gives up and goes back to bed.
The next morning, the little boy say's to his father, 'Dad, I think I understand the concept of politics now.'
The father says, 'Good, son, tell me in your own words what you think politics is all about.'
The little boy replies, 'The President is screwing the Working Class while the Government is sound asleep. The People are being ignored and the Future is in deep shit.'