NAME Blogazine: It’s Bland

Sculpting on a Keyboard: Writing Raw Ideas into a Slab to Sculpt Beautiful Artwork Afterwards

Writing and editing. Is this equivalent to the master sculptor and their medium for sculpting? The writer enters their realm of a keyboard and screen to begin sculpting out a beautiful piece of work that can be read over and over again, and again, by many who follow your work, or just happen to be passing by. WordPress is merely an art gallery of keyboard sculptors. 


What I See when I View Our Planet: Quick Bursts of Statements

Working on people skills and understanding the art of conversation is very vital in the digital age. It is very easy to expression 140 characters of opinions and ideas, but once you attempt to make the effort from tablet to table, you enter the minor leagues of society.

Imagination is cool and all, but it will not pay rent, student loan payments, or supply a reasonable type of a future for yourself – if your tactics are mine.”

I see a planet that is capable of being understood overtime. In a sincere form and fashion of science, adaptations, roles, rules, regulations and recoveries regarding natural events and phenomena.

If we were destined to travel to other planets, what is holding this motion back – besides the facts of funding, machinery, mechanics of operation, and their navigators?

Earth is merely one planet within a room on a table. And, on this table, you have other planets that we (might) may be able to explore one day. From this table, we have shelves that hold other systems and planets that make up their own existences and realities.

All of this is from within a room. A room within a building. A building that may be housing several other rooms with the same exact situation as our room that you see above.

Maybe this building Is surrounded by other buildings that house every other possibility that OUR room above could imagine. For example, Our room here, it has tan walls. Let’s say, that the building next door has purple walls. Could we be under just one aspect of the universe’s potential chance of operation?

What does this mean for nature and natural events? Of the gods and the deities that we humans have crafted up over centuries? The science of a planet and the people who understand it? What is going on here? I know the issue is not ‘out there’, but ‘right here’, and with guidelines of a culture established so deeply, is it possible to view things differently here?

In short, your race, region, and religion should not counter an effort such as achieving means of planetary stature and understanding, should it?

NAME:  Apology

The motivations that drawn me to begin this writing adventure are a mixed catalog of emotions.

A lot of you are blessed and understand the functions of a planet that you are specifically involved in. There are various – as it seems to me – models and methods that cater to every region’s operation within this planet.

For me, finding a place to belong, truly looking for something to believe in, to truly have a passion for that extends to my experience and continuous attempts for understanding what is the ACTUAL operative plan and goal of a society that is being driven by the continuous evolution of a human species.

How is it possible, that we live among such a closely-connected technological generation, but have not mastered the art of human understanding – going back to our founding principles “no matter your race, region, or religion” – that has been built and designed by our past ancestral family members, who were not blessed to experience this moment of our educational and technological advancements, that allows us to be heavily informed, educated, and enlightened at any given moment within any given subject matter.

I apologize. I apologize to you, reader. This site has done the complete opposite of what it was supposed to be, what it was supposed to set out and do – from an artistic angle and expression. I will say, that I am not upset at all, but, in all honesty with you, I get these….these little urges of frustration and pinned up energy from all the confusion and ways of a system at hand that can be improved for all people, from all walks of life. But, as I mentioned earlier, it seems to all boil down to the art of the label of a human, their race, region, and religion.


This hurdle is as high as the heavens, so it seems. I ask for understanding.


NAME Blogazine [Iss. 6]: Amazing Humans part 1

Welcome, readers, to another issue about issues. Ha. Was that funny? (Frank: I laughed, fat boy) I thought so, I snickered a bit. To myself. Anyway, I wrote a little poem while washing the dishes, and I am quite proud of this little line:

I know your father is real,

Do whatever you wish.

Say what you will,

I know a God exists.

Now, which one, that is entirely another tangent that has brought me a lot of depression, a lot of failures, a lot of missed opportunties to excel. Do not be like me, just take notes and watch. Don’t even do that, just do you. But, don’t stop others from doing them – if that makes sense at all. Whatever.

We present you issue six.


Racing in D2: “Cause I Like How It Sounds”

**WARNING – Any drivers of heavy machinery, pelase, drive safely, and obey your local city, county, and state traffic laws**

When you find a personal, deeper meaning towards understanding life and our collective existence, does this cause one to be an outcast for driving your own racing lines, but still a part of the spectrum that controls all vehicles of the track? I can look and understand that higher powers (god) does exist, the evidence is everywhere.  Between racism and religious environments of societies that hold great weight and influence, the artistry of halting a cultures reality of a brighter future for positivity rings loudly.


Perhaps this reality is one that is never to be achieved. I mean, not everyone wants to have a future that will benefit their children’s and children’s children’s  futures, and that is their right as a human, right? Like, why deny someone their view of not wanting a better place to live – worldwide – in this society that is only going to downsize it’s cultural perception through technology and the demand that it has for our daily lives.

Welcome to Earth, right?



“F*** that S***. ”


LOVE, It’s Written in the Cosmos

Solar Systems

Love: She is giving when she doesn’t have to or need to.

Love: She is there when you need her, even when she doesn’t want to be.

Love: She is always reliable and on time

Love: The motivation behind so many endeavors in this life

Love: Makes you not worthy of it

Love: A humans affection towards love can never be made final. A love so deep, only generations of serious pursuits and endeavors have tried to gain it.

Love: A snappy bitch, but tender in the heart of emotions.

Love: The ultimate force of everything you enjoy

Love: Without love, our planet would still be 10,000 years behind the accepted rubric of life, and were not even there yet.


Well, you all know what this is suppose to be an impersonation of, but how much does it apply to this ACTUAL reality? Nill. These two operations work on two different systems. Unfortunately for me, I have neither understood, and only one is mentally understandable.

Welcome to NAME. An editor’s perspective of this tiny planet that spins around a spinning cycle of another cycle within a cycle inside of a larger cycle of cycles.


A Raggedy Resume: “DON’T DO DAT!”



I am Matthew Johnson. Artist. Writer. Current online student. Striving for an educational degree.  Religiously obsessed, homeless, and spiritually in hurdles.

Lover of the environment, love, humanity, Love, cars, and hard work. Just no where to apply these efforts for financial application.

I can work a hammer, drill, blueprint, and most heavy duty machinery. All the basics of a novice carpenter.

I can run office telephones – flipping the vocal switches of corporate dialects to your more ‘distraught’ customer phone calls to your careful directional assistance for your sweet “gram-gram”, who just understood how to operate ‘Mozilla Firefox’.

Entry level marketer.

Full time daydreamer, coffee drinker, karaoke enthusiast. A habitual line stepper.

I am not what others are, in every aspect that you might be able to think of, but when my sincere heart is in it, I am your man.

Intro still photo

Replogle: “Your Learning Adventure Awaits”


If I Was: [A Working Series]

“Not on this track”

If I was not on this track, I would not know any of the people that I do know now. I would not give a fuck about the planet, the environment, or the interests that have fallen before me. I would not care for the informative issues of our day, or the lack of educational value that is being robbed from our current youth.

I would not care that racism and religion (seems to be) a severe issue within our culture. I would not give a fuck about others in the arts, I would not care for the lack of musical funding that is being neglected in a lot of schools. I would not care that the science of our lives is not taken in consideration when regarding NATURE and the ENVIRONMENT of the planetary species as a whole.


I would, however, be an extremely sucessful black race car driver, trainer, enthusiast of the engine, the racetrack, and my regions driving adventures. I would be married already – maybe numerous times – (I would not be the person I am now), maybe a kid, or two, or eight, and a set of beautiful automobiles that were capable of reaching 60 miles per hour in UNDER 3.4 seconds.


In all of that fluff, do I regret any of the actions that have led me to this point, this unpredictable point of my life, starting blogs and art studios via the world wide web, battling through the human struggle that has outlined my current path of existence that is never sure of which way or what to do?

I do not, for some strange reason.


Author’s Notes:

(As I lean back on this broken seat that was once a full chair, stretch my hands over the computer and stretch out my back and shoulders to prepare to type something about the ending credits of this issue)

Everyone of this culture is a type of follower in some aspect. For some, the following varies on the person, the types of follows, the people, the genre… look, you all know the science behind this matter.

For us writers here at NAME, we follow a VERY selective, highly driven, high octane, highly focused and driven group of individuals. The business moguls. The powerhouses. Industry leaders and trendsetters. Their drive is sincere, their focus is one directional, and their efforts are robotic. They are entrepreneurs.

I personally think their efforts sheds and absorbs onto the more serious follower. I would enjoy working 16 hours days doing what I loved, doing what I think and dream about on a constant basis to support myself. AND, if one was to ask me, THIS concept, is the dream job scenario.

But, one must have product. One must have a product that others will come back for. Will be in demand for. Will continue to boost and supply the consumer.

For all I know, this is a greedy blog. I have NOTHING to produce for a productive quality product that others will be in interest of. If things were possible to start over, find something that works for everyone that can be helped within my areas of focus, I would damn sure find it.

We shall see what next week brings.

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NAME Blogazine: Papers from the Trash



16 Steps into Outer Space: Working Around Office Muses

When you practice your artistic expressive endeavors writing under an umbrella such as NAME, you do not limit your ways of expression towards this artistic endeavor. This planet is the common umbrella I felt that I could reach an audience with, and it has been a very wild rollercoaster ride.

I had a job almost two years ago, working within an environment of muses. As I can recall, a lot of my blogging efforts were motivated from mothers, being that my only focuses were around art and theories of life within this planet in the beginning of Autumn of 2013.

Every Mother of that office, as well as the downstairs launch pad, was of a maternal influence within the efforts of this blog and attempts to understand this reality.

I hope the 13 muses are doing well and I wish them nothing but positive futures in every aspect of their beings.


Progress or Progross?

I do not know anymore. After completing the poster above, it dawned on me, that all of that ‘space’ that is in within the Universe does not mean a thing to the operation that is functioning within this planet.

Or does it?



Is Earth a Putt Putt Course in the State of the Milky Way?


I am NOT a golfer. But, my putting skills are pretty sharp – only if the temperature is JUST right, no cars are passing by, the loud kids are quiet and there is no other putters behind me, “rushing” me to putt.


Writing from this piece, it brings up a lot of ideas from me, personally, that affect what I am and who I would like to be. It seems, that in this life’s society, you can flow with the pack, follow the others – at least you are not alone – and share in the interests, motivations, and it’s shares that your similar paths may reward you with. For this example, we will use putting as the template. I read a lot from various humans that have decided to not follow and stand out. I must say, personally, it is a very black and white affair that takes place – either you rock it, or you do not. This particular hole that is presented, does offer the guarantee that you can make this hole in 2 swings, which is fair and practical. But then you have this center obstruction that allows one to take the risk of the one swing, one hole idea. I could apply this to several factors of my life, school: company: projects: art: bills: but that all depends on the various humans of this planet – I am not in your shoes, and you are not in mine – and their situations.


To really focus on the idea behind this piece, is that, when is risk something that we try, and when should one play it safe? Especially now in this new digital economy, you just never know what is going to be the next ‘it’ that makes a substantial amount of freedom units (money) for a particular individual or team.


On a personal level, this piece speaks to me, from my own personal testimony of finding a way to begin to understand the world around me. Many of my peers that I felt that I was super close to, all followed their own lanes and paths, for their own particular journey’s, and that is cool, that is their way. You cannot knock that hustle that they travelled upon. But, for me, I was the dude who choose to attempt to ride of the middle barrier, and completely lost sync with the rest of the world in the process. I see things differently, view things in an unpopular fashion, which totally sucks, because you never want to harm or make other feel uncomfortable, but, DAMN, it’s like we all want to make the proper swing for the hole, but there are numerous ways to make it there. Like, for example, say the putter just chopped the ball on the backend side where the putter is sitting, causing a severe back-spin to the ball when it is launched over the ramp, by-passing the left or right routes, to sink a hole in one.


Is this shot invalid? Does this attempt not count at all on this particular course’s putting platform?


Author’s Notes:

I have no idea where this blogazine going, but I cannot stop trying to find a focused pursuit of how to steer it there.

NAME Blogazine [ISS. 4.5] Unorganized Editorial Edition

Welcome, skirts and slacks, to another NAME blogazine. I am Frank, one of the writers behind this blog. We had a suggestion to begin things off in a motivational / shout-out / intro to begin, so here, let me try my best to mold the mood for you all here.


“SO! Uh, could you all pause, please. Dearest, Father (s). As we all stand around this boardroom, eyes low, mind clear, ready to begin, I just want to say thanks. You’re a real cool dude, but harsh when you have to be. I ask that you keep everyone safe, focused, and driven to do whatever it is that they do in respects to business, commerce, family, and hobby. “It don’t mean a thing, if it ain’t got that swing”. So, assist those that work and hustle towards efforts they bring.




The Linda Hill Bill – Audiences

The Tambourine Drummer – A Count Basie Audition

Blogging on a Racetrack

1 Driver, 5 Conversations

Frank’s Notes



Panhandler Problems

Intersection Perspectives: Story of a Panhandler

I pull up to an intersection, and see two panhandlers. I do not know their stories, their situation, or how long they have been there, but I see them both holding signs in public. I see a police officer walk pass one of the panhandlers, and detains / arrests (I am not sure) the other panhandler. I do not know if this particular panhandler was disturbing traffic, passers-by on the sidewalk, or was asked to leave already do to some circumstance before I arrived at the intersection, I do not know. The setting is deeper than this – #TheSouth – and I have been at odds at how to comprehend it.



The following editorial was inspired by a fantastic writer around the way:


The Linda Hill Bill on Audiences (The Follower, Fan, and The Fanatic)

In honesty, I do not take this as seriously as I did in the past. To the ‘audience’ that lines up and attends these readings, I literally give them the “robotic shopping check out experience”. I do not feel the same energy that I once had, when I was hoping to understand my place and understanding in this world, in this society. My personal struggles that I battle with are different than my neighbors, heck, different from a lot of people. BUT, that is also something that we all share, collectively – that we all have our own personal struggle(s) that we are working with / dealing with / going through.


Interaction with the readers: This is where I slack off horribly. I mean, I am literally a multi-person team when I step up to the keyboard (sometimes). One day, I could be ready to record an album or something, then the next, I am this dude that does not want to even look at the blog – BUT WHY? WHAT THE **** ARE YOU DOING? – I say to myself.


It all boils down to my passion and pursuit, as well as positivity towards the one thing that I honestly feel like I left within this nomadic shuffle. This entity of the web was crafting with one idea in mind – basically, to prove a past bully that this operation that we are under – here, on Earth – is under strict, orderly operation that has been crafted by divine genius and opportunity (but, hey, these are just my opinions – after the fact of understanding that term)


Blogging felt right to me in the start of this entity, now, the opposite. I never run out of ideas of words to present, but that chief idea, that chief goal and motivation was something I feared (and still do – which has spawned another idea regarding this topic) to the point I slowly left it alone.


I am the silent reader. I am the silent follower. I am the one who reads works and never says anything. Some people can blurt out anything they want on a whim – I used to be the same, but our words and the comments they mean something for that reader – whether positive or negative.


In short, *I am that person to the left, 4 rows back, snacking hard on popcorn. I am the fan, the follower, and the fanatic of blogging writers.

*Edits: I was going to use radio stations here, and involve how calling in means that you are a fan and want to leave shout outs and holla and yell and just go wild with that energy you have. But, I changed it to what you have just read above.



Count Basie Audition Song List- “You Find a Seat, You Read this Blog, You Clap, Then You Leave”

The following are song titles that represent me through my instrument of choice – The Tambourine Drum.


  1. I’m stingy.
  2. I hold back a lot of my thoughts and emotions.
  3. I just wanted to have fun talking about Earth, her Father, and how we all live on Earth together, so we should get this right.
  4. I feel that many of the ideas I have are self-damaging, and play with my perspective towards the real world
  5. I lost basic functions of social etiquette due to my situation within societies structure
  6. I am a big ******** kid and I pooped over past endeavors that may have worked out for me – positively – in the past.
  7. I look / perceive / view the world sideways, which makes my entire demeanor seem “WTF is he doing?”
  8. I write publicly because I know I have a few readers, but this is something I do not write on a serious bit – especially now.
  9. The motivations behind some of these writings come from outside sources and motivations of other writers and their styles of expressions
  10. Im lazy.


Blogging on a Model Racetrack:

Seriously, I think it is. We travel these keys over and over and over again, all in race mode for the ‘publish’ line. We all hit pit road for fuel, tire changes, a quick alignment to better meet the specifications of the track for the day, or how well you are working your racecar, but your blog is more than entering keys. You are traveling with your fingers for that prize of successfully finishing out your post, whatever it may be. It is your world inside the rectangle of the screen and keyboard. You are the driver. You are the team. You are the pit crew. You are the team owner. It is your world when blogging behind the screen in the WordPress World Championship.


Side Note:

Which brings me to the idea of hosting a “Bloggers Rally”. For a specific week that everyone can agree on, you have – over the span of 8 days – a daily set limit of words to type, on literally anything that you want. But, we will be covering a lot of pages, because, at the end of this rally, we ALL will have completed a 30,000 word entry across the computer screen. You, your co-pilot (the keyboard), your vehicle (your computer) and the drive, endurance, and focus to complete each daily leg with the required word count.

Any topic works – no matter your background. From foodie to fashion, music to medicine, the key for each day is to finish. Period. It would AMAZING to have one team that has entered to have their book published and logged into our own section of a WordPress archive – under the rally’s name. We do this each year – or maybe make it seasonal, however the crowd feels for it – and just do our thing behind the keyboard. Here is a quick outline of the first rally idea:

Day 0: Pre-Launch (words covered – 0)

Day 1: Launch (words 0 to 5,500 words) 5,500 words covered

Day 2: (5,500 words to 10,880 words) 5,380 words covered

Day 3: (10,880 words to 14,095 words) 3,215 words covered

Day 4: (14,095 words to 21,000 words) 6,905 words covered

Day 5: (21,000 words to 24,400 words) 3,400 words covered

Day 6: (24,400 words to 28,000 words) 3,600 words covered

Day 7: (28,000 words to 30,000 words) 2,000 words covered

Day 8: Celebrate, Awards, etc



1 Driver, 5 Conversations

When you try to be somewhat sane in a mind that is constantly thinking about events and ideas that matter nothing of the liking, you really do suppress your inner personalities and characters. For example, I feel like I could embody at least 5 different humans, on a daily basis. But is this correct in this day in age?

For example, I quote lines from movies, songs, old plays from college (rarely)  and these events are special to me, they bring back happy times when I was more care-free, more inward focused on individuals and their emotions, rather than how society can suck out their child-like behaviors and trade them in for a suit of anger and chaos and negativity and BILLS – mymy, the bills.


I remember when I would be ready to have fun, enjoy the people and the scene of the moment. Not anymore, I don’t know what happened – inwardly – that defunked my personality from being that high-time, rolling rocker that was quick to say, “fuck it” and just help out when needed, or pulled over on the side of the road – safely, from a far enough distance to ENSURE the other party that I mean no harm, only to help, ask if assistance is needed – to ask random strangers if they needed a lift to a local fuel station or water for their radiator. With more separations tearing our world apart more and more rapidly, the human connection is – for me – dwindling away…. Sadly.

To Frank, Ted, Craig, Maxwell, and Marcineo – I love you dudes, even though you are not allowed to come out and play.



Author’s Note:

Well, Frank, what can you say about this week’s write up?

WELL, I am happy you asked. I will say this, the team is starting to understand that this is exactly what you want to make it. We still are holding back – A LOT – but we are definitely are moving forward, feeling a bit more relaxed behind the screen and keys. To be completely honest with you, this feels so new. For a lot of us, which is strange. We have worked here for what, 2+ years? Now, every time we want to write something, it feels like the keys are in another language or something.


What about topics? Are you struggling in this department?

Not… so… much….. Naw….. No. Although, there are roads never travelled before within this blogazine that might make interesting, off the objective board tasks list.


Plans for next week?

A new theory. That is all I can say, we are still putting things together as far as information, presentation properties, and a theme.

NAME Blogazine [ISS. 4 – VIDEO] “A Very, VERY, DULL Documentary / Theory / Presentation”

The following is not of scholarly referencing, more like, a blogazine entry. As it rains outside of my office window, I sit here and come to the fact, that ideas do not make you money, or help you begin a career that you can be happy about. They may fund a private sector or some other  power entity, but this is merely a blog full of one dude’s nomadic travel thoughts (of really finding what operates this planet – by human ability and divine actions – two different things) of the planet’s direction, which is probably the biggest conspiracy this planet has ever had to evolve with during the span of human’s existence here.

Intro still photo

Replogle: “Made to Educate”



I hope you like popcorn.



Authors Note:

I am changing the format – again – to how the reads will roll. Maybe each day should be a page. A page of work that feeds the WordPress machine and the Reader. That is all that I have for today.


NAME Blogazine [ISS. 3] “Let’s Build a Planet?”


Editor’s Intro: I think for this issue, I am just going to type what I want. Express the concerns and desires that I have been thinking about concerning this planet’s internal reality.

And for the record, YES, I do believe in a higher power / energy / source of influence over this reality. In my honest opinion, you would be a bit.. (- -) not to at least have the mental application of a system that is constantly in function with the natural realm of Earth – For example, just think of the other planets and solar systems all throughout the cosmos that are active at this very moment.



1. The Modern Educator: A CEO Story

2. Modern Workhorses: Entrepreneurs verses Robots

3. (Opinion) Tyrannosaurus Tech Presents – “My Digital Existence in a grain of Rice”

4. The I.S.C.: Four Innovators for the Final Frontier

5. Where Will Your Deity Live in the Digital World?

6. The Writer’s Wagon: Torri Domfree – “Speech of Domfree”

Intro still photo

Replogle: There’s Only One.


The Modern Educator: A CEO Story

Modern teachers – some of ya’ll – are EXTREMELY amazing at what you do. Day in and day out, you are putting your minds to work for the future of your individual societies. Holding down the classrooms, taking grades, issuing homework, doing all the things that qualify an excellent teacher to the persona of a CEO – “Classroom educating official”.

Each morning, you arrive at work – FIRST – to prepare for the daily hustle and bustle of your student-employees actions, attitudes, and active imaginations. As the students begin to pile into their labeled learning tables (or desks, however you control your classroom) you set the tone of the day. Maybe their is a pop-quiz today (surprise drug test), or you demand last night’s homework that was assigned just before the class let out (company finance report) or perhaps, you are feeling SO amazed at their hard work and efforts of the past 2 weeks, you decide that today is a pizza and a movie type of day (extended lunch break). I don’t know what you do, each classroom is their own company, under their own CEO and company manual (classroom subject)

I say that to say this, the teachers that I have met and talked with are seriously dedicated to the art of instructing. Now, whether or not the entire manual of how these classrooms and campuses implement their “learning styles and information significance” is another topic. We can see there are problems with certain ideals of what is taught and what is (now) considered important for learning for students, and that hurts to see.

In short, when is lunch?


The Modern Workhorse: The Robot and the Entrepreneur

It simply comes down to the people of a nation. The workers, the sweaters, the hustlers, the grinders, the people – who may or may not – risk a lot, to the people who risk a little and still come up large or simply ‘lumpy’. All that matters in this day in age economic infrastructure, you have to play (work to make your local currency) either way. You either play in the hands of the entrepreneur task, willing to risk it all (whatever your ‘all’ may be) for a taste of the ‘Successful Wo/Man’s Dream’ that you create for yourself, or you robotically create the dream for someone else, giving up on yourself as well as your dream.

The way people are sustaining themselves is rapidly changing. I see this world of the future acting in two forms of robotic pattern: you are either Iron Man, or the person who watches the robot build the parts for the suit. What do I know, you could be both – the hustler watching the pieces and parts being made, then doing your own thing afterwards.

In short, with the amount of gadgets, tools, devices, and software upgrades to these digital toys and electronics, the ‘legal’ hobby of a person can be their hustle.


Rudy and Seth-comic


Tyrannosaurus Tech Presents: “My Digital Existence in a grain of Rice”

Could you imagine never having to worry about credit cards, wallets, I.D.’s, passport information, a driver’s license, your library card, all of the things that link and sync you to a particular piece of information for access to something of product?

This was the idea behind the concept of wearing technology. Not particularly sure where the region was that had these devices, but it really made me think of the accessibility that was behind this device. Everything that you would need, is all programmed through computer. My I.D. to my supermarket value card, this had made for access of daily items all in the convenience of a little device that went not on the arm, but inside? (Yea, freaked me out)

Now, with this device becoming one with who I am, I never knew that humans would be under such a high digital influence of this nature. Does this make things easier for some, or does this make for more issues? The days of living ‘off the grid’ will now be to sustain it.

In short, technology changes the world of interaction similar to a deistical fashion.


The I.S.C. of Project Persephone: Four Innovators for the Final Frontier



Project ISC: Man’s (NEW) Metropolis Kingdoms

In the future, will we have interstellar space colonies that will run and operate just as Earth does, and will continue life and operations within their very own ISC (Interstellar Space Colony), just as Earth does with ALL of us now – minus the wars, fighting, and greed over resources?

HA, kind of funny. For example, if you decide to leave Earth and adventure out on your own to an ISC, you MUST learn to engage and get along for sustaining that ISC, or you will have to come back home, and try to figure things out as to why you are BACK on Earth, instead of one of the various ISCs.

Earth will be ‘home sweet home’, and these ISC are like one of the various heavy populated and beautiful metropolis’s that are scattered around the planet.


Jenine Benyus: Biomimicry

If Earth ever spawned a lady to reflect BACK to her fellow species of the importance and SERIOUSNESS that the role of humans have on planet Earth to maximize their own potential and greater wealth of sustainability, it would be the lovely, Jenine Benyus.


Jenine Benyus. Biologist, author, innovative consultant. She is (what I vote to be) the leading pioneer behind the biomimicry movement.



I am so glad you asked. Biomimicry is the action of replicated Earths’ already established roles and regulations for preserving itself within the natural world, in order to sustain our own man-made kingdom of life in which we have created and established. This range focuses on aquatic life scenarios, plant life operations – such as Julian Melchiorri’s “Silk Leaf”, to animal imitations such as movements and flight.


Julian Melchiorri: The Bio Leaf


BUT, we can expect to see some major powerhouses of the environmental and aeronautic camps coming out with some HIGHLY impressive constructions and concepts for our planet.

SUPER-DUPER graduate student human Julian Melchiorri (Mell-Cur-ee?) out of the UK’s Royal College of Art has begun an adventure entitled the “Silk Leaf Project” that absorbs LIGHT, WATER, and CARBON DIOXIDE to exude for US HUMANS, oxygen to breathe.

Now, with this tool, Mr. Melchiorri says we can travel through space for a longer period with this product. Future moves and shakes for this man-made leaf could possibly be a part of future housing developments for air filtration, ventilation, and interior design.

What could we see being mainstream with Silk Leaves?

Who knows. With this rising class of OUTSIDE THE BOX thinkers and doers, we could have full out silk leaf fashion, cars, mobile phone cases, tail pipe muffler adapters, interior design for the cars, new road signs, coffee mugs, baby diapers, refrigerators – This eco leaf is a neat treat for the street.


Rachel Armstrong: Project Persephone


If the Universe has intended for Earth to have a sister to be present within our orbit, then Dr. Rachel Armstrong is the mother of Persephone, or Earth’s new baby sister.

Project Persephone is a worldship that will be interstellar and habitable to humans for living and supplying the needs of those when needed. We are looking at a world designed by humans, for humans. Earth, on the other hand, is a planet designed by the universe, in which humans have evolved and established themselves within this planet – like a cosmic headquarters.

Earth is our only home, so, when we have another option to live elsewhere, what will this mean for our species? Our sciences? Our collective culture as the only dominant species of this solar system?

“How we treat our ISCs, will reflect how we treat our HQ (Earth).”

Back on Earth – will be a mainstream quotation from the journals and news anchors for our multi-colony existence


Richart Sowa – Spiral Island

Have you ever envisioned yourself on an island, or even on a beach that was all yours, and still have the comforts of a mainland home – but extremely environmentally friendly, safe, and also a solution to pollution? With this techno’LOGICAL’ age of maximizing our resources for a better self and community, the internet is allowing information for improvements and ‘how-to-do’s’ more than ever.

I would like to introduce Richart Sowa: (Round of applause)





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Where Will your Deity Live in a Digital World?

Pretty off the wall topic – largely this entire blogazine is – but moving closer and closer into the waters of technological dominance, will there be any room for the natural scenes that we all can agree on that was not put here but us – The natural environment.

I fear the future cities of the world, will have on and off switches. Like majority of the devices and tools that we use today are equipped with. Much like the tools and services that make for our computerized needs, these things are all digital based, operating through networks, servers, and internet access.

So, where will the deities live in a digital world? Our own version of wireless transmission signals and fiber-optic cables.


The Writer’s Wagon: Torri Domfree – “Speech of Domfree” Dance, Dance, Deity

The dance club is known all throughout the town. The vibes, the festivities, the spirits, but more importantly, the sound of the music. Funk, jazz, soul, blues, Afro-beat, Latin-soul, hip-hop, alternative, disco, reggae, the club is a cornucopia of characters, their talents, sadness, and the soul of expressing their emotions.

Throughout my walks in front of this establishment, I have been drawn to it’s presence of the music scene. Mix this with an impressive cast of characters, from the delivery driver of the daily mailroom, to that lady, that dude standing right over there, the scene is loaded with toe-tapping tango teams to butterfly bouncing, backstroking boppers.

What really hurts to hear, see or read about, is that people are there for an amazing time, to dance, chit-chat, enjoy the weekend scene of letting it all out, but the D.J. debate always makes it’s way onto the dance floor. Some may enjoy this fashion of argument over which DJ is ruler of the floor, but why even have that issue when everyone wants to vibe out and jam to the music – the sheer notion of dancing to the common bond of music and energy?


I doubt this is pushing the envelope. Until next week.