Of course Shit Happens. We all know this. The fact is, not everybody can leave the shit alone when it happens. Why is this so?
Because most people haven’t learned their lessons about shit. I hope to clarify shit for you right hear. If i don’t clear up this shit for you, you can always say that God causes the shit to happen. Remember though, God doesn’t shit, he just makes it happen.
Where do we start when we talk about shit happening. If we try to start at the beginning, some crazy guy will ask what happened before then.
When that happens, look the crazy guy in the eye, and tell him you don’t know what happened first – it must have been God.
If the crazy guy tells you that you are wrong, tell the crazy guy that if it wasn’t [';/`-=] – it must have been the crazy guy who took the first shit.
Now that we have agreed that shit really happens, what comes next? Obviously, more shit happens next. As shit keeps happening, eventually we end up with a big pile of shit.
Hopefully you can see clearly that once shit happens, it is a natural process – shit causes more shit to happen, and it just keeps on happening. If you can understand this simple little explanation, then you now understand where the shit came from.
Now that you (hopefully) understand where shit came from, and how that shit manages to keep piling up – i suppose your next question would be, What do we do with all this shit?
BTW, just as shit happens sequentially, so does the TRUTH. They both happen – one step at a time. When this is shit, it just piles up;
But when it is the truth, the only thing that piles up are the memories.
Personally, i don’t care what you do with all your shit. In an ideal world, you wouldn’t care what i do with my shit either. Unfortunately, you think we don’t live in an ideal world. More than likely, you’ve got some sort of problem with my shit. If that is true, it is probably because you don’t understand the TRUTH.
Try my Tweets for a little TRUTH,
You’re at this blog for the unvarnished TRUTH,
You can visit my other blog for the deeper TRUTH,
or just crawl on over to the coffeeshop where we can get at the TRUTH together.
The shit can wait, can’t it?
You don’t understand the TRUTH, because your memories just get piled in your mind, like your shit gets piled in your life.
If you remember your memories in the proper order, you will understand TRUTH;
When you understand TRUTH, you will know what to do with your pile of shit.
When we all understand TRUTH, we will know what to do with much of the shit that has piled up;
and the shit we don’t understand, we’ll just leave up to [;'/`].
The worst thing you can do with shit though, is to let somebody else take care of it. How can you be sure some shithead will do what you expect?
I’ll tell you this – i’ve voted in every election since i was 18, and i have never voted in an election for a shithead that won that election (i have voted for a politician that now presides though) .
Probably because i don’t vote for shitheads, i vote for a principle. That principle is Freedom.
Free to do whatever shit i want to do,
Responsible for any worries i may have about shit,
And being responsible for all the shit that i may cause to happen.
Paradise, the Garden of Eden, & Heaven
You know what? The way these blogs operate you end up getting the story in reverse order. If you have just joined the blog you will now find out about Paradise, The Garden of Eden, & Heaven. If you have been following the blog for a bit longer, you should have been anticipating this entry. Sometimes anticipation can be a good thing, sometimes not.
Nevertheless, whatever the case, we have returned…
So, what can i tell you about these places?
I can tell you that Love and i were in Paradise just a moment ago. We were in the Garden of Eden, next to a stream. I believe it is called Paradise Stream.
In the Garden of Eden we found not one, but two apples. The Truth of the matter is, neither Love nor i ate either apple this time. Love saved the apples and fed them to the beasts a little later.
I can’t tell you all that happened while we were there, but i can tell you that we were very happy the whole time. I’ll also let you know that the reason we were able to spend this time in Paradise was because Love had already told me that she was living a Heaven on Earth.
Riding through the Forest
After our stay in the Garden of Eden, Love wanted to go horseback riding. So we did. There was another couple that morning, and they said they would be returning to Paradise. The man was a soldier, but not just any soldier though.
This guy is a Marine, but not just any Marine. This Marine is a Marine One crew member. We had a nice chat, this Marine and i. One of the 1st things i had to ask him was what he thought of our President. He told me that President Obama was a regular guy, just like you and me (he reads ESPN news, so he may be like you – but he isn’t like me). This Marine said that President Obama showed him respect. But the Marine also told me that he didn’t respect President Obama’s politics.
You see, this Marine is a Republican and the President is a Democrat. They have a fundamentally different perspective on Government. I am a Libertarian, i have principles. Something that neither the President nor the Marine understands. Because neither understands principles, they go about their day thinking that what they do is the right thing to do. It is only the right thing to do in their own minds.
I have principles though,
and because i live by these principles,
i know that the things that i do are the right things to do.
and what happens next, i leave up to [;'/`=].
Understand this – there really is a difference between what you think, and what you know.




But my dear friend, you are incorrect.
You simply suffer from an ailment we all have from time to time.
While the mentally deficient may eat shit,
And it is true that the rest of us occasionally talk shit,
It is the Crazy Guy in the room who has diarrhea of the mouth.
I know for a fact that you are neither mentally deficient, nor the Crazy Guy in the room.
As a matter of fact, i’d be honored if you came to our party:
May your shit come to life and kiss you on the face…
Frank Zappa
God Truly did work a miracle the day Frank Zappa was born.
If we all would only listen with a discerning mind,
You would see God’s work, and hear God’s wisdom,
In all that we hear & see,
Whether it be here or their.
When you know the Truth, you know that it can all be His Music,
Even when Frank sings it.