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.

(Ah-humanity)”

 

Contents:

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:

http://lindaghill.com/2015/03/08/your-wordpress-audience/

 

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.

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(IMAGE) [mmK] The Greatest Created Creation by Creatures of Earth

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The greatest “creation”* ever on this planet, is “creating”* and sustaining a kingdom that imitates this UNIVERSAL EXISTENCE kingdom that divinely “created”* us. Playing as a deity in every aspect of the kingdom, Earth, we have the potential to write a version of code that defines the Universe’s instruction manual within Earth. Acting as one, nature is like the fan favorite game, “SIMON”, and we are continuously trying to match the patterns and sequences that surrounds us.

Mastering the patterns of SIMON, we then can control within our own kingdom development corporation.

*creating, creator, creation, it is all the same, we just break down the terms of the dudes for confusion.

[Image] A Worldwide S.o.S.

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“Welcome Nations to the Lunch Buffet. For today’s course of menu, we will have a wonderful spread of vegetables, exotic cuisines, macaroni and cheese, wine, all the fixings, so COME ON, let’s eat, laugh, and repeat. Talk and be merry. Share. Debate. Discuss problems and find solutions.”

“No one gives a ****. “

“The tools for improving the way of life for humans all over this planet in divine fashion will not be made mainstream.” “Unless you can fund it yourself.”

There are some days I despise logging onto WordPress simply because when I do, I am greeted by negative and recycled stories of how this country is doing this to that country, the money factor, gas, resources, invading, weapons are sitting here, people are sick here and there, race and disputes are rising, what the frack?

If you can see, or notice within the bottom of the picture, you see several country flag colors, wrapped around a log of excrement. This is my view of today’s world. We have amazing countries, doing their thing, but we are shitting on societies. Shitting on our cultures. Shitting on what it means to live in this moment of existence.

Countries shitting on their neighbors, in crazy ways and fashions. For what? Is THIS this divine heavenly planet that we are creating? Are we going in circles, again, destroying one culture in order to “create” another?

I guess everyone has grown to accept it.

Welcome to the [mmK].

Wait, Humans are Satellite Dishes?

Humans are Satellites

*Some terms and associations may be off. Bare with me, people.

You see a satellite dish, this dish’s signal is traveling to SPACE, people. Space.

Then, from space, the LARGER satellite (that is in SPACE) is sending a signal down that comes BACK to the dish that you see before you.

Now, from this dish is a cord to a box (satellite receiver / tuner) of some sort, that receives these signals and transmissions for displaying images and information to the television screen that occupies a room with this receiver / tuner. Now, you have THOUSANDS of television channels for your comfort.

Satellite Humans:

Humans are the satellite dishes of Earth. We receive information / ideas from our solar satellite in space (the Sun) and then from the Sun, we receive numerous transmissions and information for our daily lives. The most important would be light, I think. Then from here, different humans tune in and transmit different channels of information and ideas, in which we share with the world around us.

To conclude, could we be satellites, as well as the television sets that displays and presents these received facts, ideas, and informational channels?

(maybe)

[Fun Fact: Everything in this solar system is a receiver of the “Super Satellite”.]

Matthew Johnson

Letter to the Atheist

I love you. You are a human being, just as I am, and I hope that I have done nothing to make you think otherwise.

I am deeply saddened that this planet’s current take on the Deistical dudes leaves you without the belief in a creator of this reality, but then again, I do not blame you for NOT believing.

The reasons are everywhere, sadly.

Look overseas.

Look at the towns and cities that occupy our lands.

A lot of things are shit, and it really is hard to believe that this ‘entity’ is still in rule and reign over this planet – Although, the sunlight shines every morning, so that is positive for the existence of lands and cultures, right?

But if I may, coming from my own personal take, experience, and understanding of revelations that have come before me –

This presence is alive and well. Well, maybe not “well”, but it is definitely alive and actually with you as you read this.

Now, I know, that many people fill the idea of this entity (just as myself) with their own personal take and understanding of what the Deistical dudes are doing and working on, how things may be ran, etc. etc. etc., and my experience may sound just as lame and (whatever else people label this idea as) that you have heard before.

Let me drop a quick analogy on you real quick like.

Webster’s term for god is, “any various beings conceived of as supernatural and immortal ;esp male deity – (which I debate against myself, but I digress) – an idol*, the Creator and ruler of the universe, Supreme Being.”

Within this finite planet, we humans are the masters of the current technological roles and practices at hand. From, ruling nations and how people think and understanding the world, to modern medicines, to the role of controlling perceptions and understandings, ALL things that we are in control of, are a part of the understanding that something else is above us humans. What rules above us? I consider Earth’s law in accordance with the sun, moon, and other planets, as well as orders of the Universe that we MUST continue to search and seek after.

No matter who, what, or where you are, your existence is important, your understanding and insight is VITAL to the world around you, and you are a creator in your own right.

(I mean you are blogging, right? You are creating material that (HOPEFULLY) benefits others to expand THEIR creative passions and dreams and pursuits – Religious or not. You are the Atheistic Creator, and I respect you for that.)