Fortune Cookie with no Fortune

Fortune Cookie

True story; yesterday I ordered Chinese food for 3 people, it was more impressive and more delicious than any Cantonese Chinese dishes I’d eaten in years. When we were finished, each of us chose a fortune cookie. I was second of three people and selected the fortune cookie furthest away from me, which is actually contrary to my normal habit and at that moment I had a flash of a thought. To myself I asked ‘what if there were no fortune in the cookie?”

Yes, it happened, I opened a fortune cookie that contained no fortune. In other words there was no piece of paper inside the fortune cookie, this never happened to me before,  and I never heard of it happening to anyone else. What did it mean? What should I do? Google (search) it, of course….

If there is no fortune in a fortune cookie, it is a sign that something good will happen to you soon. (Because fortunecookie-fairy owes you one fortune.) Source: We created this rule as a solution to one of frequently asked questions.

Fortune Cookie – Rules

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Rules
Do not grab the cookie closest to you, but the one furthest away when served by the host or hostess.

Pick a cookie that is most closely “pointing” towards you (i.e. the 2 pointed ends, not the rounded part, is facing you).

if you rip your fortune, it will not come true.
Source: We received this rule from one of our visitors (thank you!).

You have to keep the fortune for it to come true.
You cannot look at all the fortunes first, then claim the best one as your own – or give the worst one to someone else.

After reading the fortune, you must not tell anyone your fortune, and then eat your fortune cookie and put paper on fire for it to come true.

If there is no fortune in a fortune cookie, it is a sign that something good will happen to you soon. (Because fortune-cookie-fairy owes you one fortune.)

If you get 2 fortunes in 1 cookie, they cancel each other out. The fortune from the next cookie is the one you will receive.

If you text your fortune to one person that is very close, the fortune can come true for both you and the person you texted!

In order for fortune to work, you cannot tell anyone what it says.

You can’t look at the fortune until you are done eating the entire cookie.

You have to eat the entire cookie in order for the fortune (that came from the cookie) to come true.

You cannot pick your own fortune cookie. (Someone has to give you a cookie)

* If you know or heard about any other rules about fortune cookie, please let us know.
* If you want to make up a new rule of your own and have others follow it, feel free to e-mail us the rule. Only the thing we ask is if you made up a rule, please state as such in the e-mail.

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cognitive dissonance

cognitive dissonance

Definition of cognitive dissonance

  1. :  psychological conflict resulting from incongruous beliefs and attitudes held simultaneously

The remedy for cognitive dissonance is forced positivity with large doses of reality. If raging conflicts in the mind continue to plague the host, then more information is recommended, until the symptoms subside.

Common side effects of cognitive dissonance are loss of appetite for CNN, often accompanied by mild irritation on the topic of the NIST 9-11 Report, or migraine headaches from the Warren Commission report and the magic bullet theory, as well as loss of sleep due to the London Bombing hoax, or Boston Marathon Bombing hoax and other mental maladies.

If conditions persist seek asylum in a foreign embassy, or move to tropical country where they don’t watch CNN and make a living selling ski toques on the beach. People would buy them for the Canadian maple leaf and because no-one ever sold a ski toque at the beach, which is a completely incongruous exercise, working as a form of therapy, in order to manifest harmony.

Seriously though, I caught a lethal dose of cognitive dissonance from CNN on the day that Barrack Hussein Obama posted his badly forged birth certificate on the Whitehouse website, where it still till this day remains. Then a few days later, in order to distract the public, especially because the social media channels were abuzz with immediate alt-media reaction to the fraudulent document.

I and thousands of other web geeks downloaded and opened it in Adobe Illustrator, where we could easily move the layers around with the touch of a mouse – people were making allot of Youtube videos about the obviously bad hack job, everyone started talking about it. So the Obama puppet-masters (CIA) had to throw a hail-Mary on a Sunday night and interrupt the regularly scheduled programming of the entire world, to tell us that Osama bin Laden had been ordered killed by BHO himself, using the now famous Seal Team Six, then had his body thrown-off an aircraft carrier in a burial at sea.

That was the last time I ever watched CNN but I’ll never forget how the Whitehouse correspondent at the time, Ed Henry, had a cognitive dissonance outbreak on live television and started laughing during the supposed-to-be super-solemn and serious presentation. Ed Henry lost his job from his folly and was demoted to Fox, he just could not keep a straight face and look at the camera, while telling the audience such a ridiculous lie.

Once a brain is stricken with cognitive dissonance the mind becomes addicted to the very topics that caused the conflicts. Truth is the remedy and information is the treatment.

A sufferer of cognitive dissonance will feel much better once they realize that almost nothing since the Coup d’état of JFK, is what we’ve been told, or happened the way they say it did and especially the powerful people, are not who we’ve been led to believe they are. Much of what we’re told is without there being any real evidence or proof, in fact more evidence exists for conspiracy theory than proves otherwise. We’ve been played.

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Forced Positivity

Forced Positivity is a rare commodity

pos·i·tiv·i·ty
noun: positivity

  1. the practice of being or tendency to be positive or optimistic in attitude.
    “pupils draw power from the positivity of their teachers”
  2. the presence rather than absence of a certain substance, condition, or feature.
    “the first biopsy specimen demonstrated positivity for cytokeratin”

PewDiePie has the most popular Vlog on Youtube and he started a discussion, perhaps inadvertently, about something I and many others, who’ve tackled a daily video blog (Vlog), have come to realize; it causes “forced Positivity”

BTW (by the way): I had to add “Positivity” to the dictionary on my computer, evidently my brilliant computer didn’t find that word in it’s massive brain but the search engine knew all-about-it – so I posted that above. However, the point of this post is how the process of creating something new and interesting every day, for your audience and followers on the web, creates a certain amount of fraud because nobody can be happy every day, it’s just not going to happen, no-matter how well-off you are or how great your life might currently be. It’s not possible to be happy all day, every day and it doesn’t matter who you are, or where you live.
The Power of Now - Eckhart Tolle
Being grateful can negate negativity, as it’s impossible to be depressed and grateful at the same time but “forced positivity” is a practiced skill-set that comes with time. The Power of Now is perhaps the greatest user manual for the mind because the main premise of this wonderful Eckhart Tolle book, is that we have the ability to become conscious of what our ego is doing to manipulate our mind, changing the inner-dialog, to sabotage any comfort we may have otherwise enjoyed, by rolling visualizations of things that could go wrong, or making lists and repeating them to ourselves about all the things that are wrong in our lives, as if thinking about them could make them become any better.

The truth is that “forced positivity” is just another way of saying, what W. Clement Stone, a businessman, philanthropist and New Thought self-help author, told us in his book Success Through a Positive Mental Attitude.

W. Clement Stone - Forced Positivity

Tarot Card Reading by an Intuitive

tarot cards read by an intuitive

I knew she was an intuitive when I first met her about 3 years ago, we became friends almost immediately. We both worked within an old used book store, one of the biggest in Brasil. Her thing, among others, was tarot card reading and she’d been reading them for more than half her sixty-five years.

What makes her different is the answers she can extract from people no-longer living, an incredibly well tuned ability that had initially been discovered due to a punishing cruel, tragic incident in her younger years, followed by a series of more devastating situations that seemed to befall her again and again. Then one day, something happened and she realized her gift/curse.

Throughout my life I’ve been exposed to psychics and seers. My mother introduced me to the writings of Edgar Cayce when I was young, as she was practicing automatic writing, dream analysis and programmed meditation. Even though I want to believe in the supernatural I remain skeptical, however that has never stopped me from reading everything I could about remote viewing and all things related to the transcendence of the mind, whether by a substance or by some esoteric art, my entire life I’ve been fascinated by the power of the mind.

Several times I visited Cassadaga Florida, plus experienced some very weird things, to with with a crystal ball, in New Orleans. However, Cassadaga in Florida is most interesting because all along the opposite side of the road to the spiritual camp there are small houses, one after another, they almost look like children’s playhouses but they are all the dark arts, such as tarot, voodoo and other practices that are every bit as valid as the light-workers across the street. As I remember it, the tarot readers and occultists etc… were on the dark side of the road, they’re in an UN-incorporated township and were once (maybe still are) in dispute for their right to remain in quasi-business (some only open on busy weekends).

The Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp is large and impressive, on manicured grounds in a park like setting, very peaceful and inviting but it’s all the wonderful people and great psychics that attend, that makes it so great and so much fun. On certain days at designated times there are free psychic readings, for a selected number of attendees, by a panel of local and visiting psychics. The readings are done live and in front of the attendees. I was once lucky enough to have my fortune told, in front of the crowd by an elderly southern gentleman, with white hair, who I’ll never forget, was wearing a canary yellow sports coat, told me several things that day that have all but one, come true.

Probably in some cases the village prophet, seer, soothsayer or psychic was a family business because they were the ones to dispense the herbs, potions, lotions, lexers and concoctions. One wizard passes down the secret recipes to his own progeny, just keeping it in the family. Therefore, in modern times it stands to reason that a majority of the people making a living from reading tarot cards, palms, tea leaves, crystal balls and people’s fortunes in all the ways possible, are making the stuff up and actually have no clue… Not an Intuitive.

Throughout the world, every culture boasts of it’s special person, the witch-doctor, soothsayer, or in the case of my friend at the bookstore, an “Intuitive”. My thinking is that in many cases of folk-lore, the “medicine-man” person was often a charlatan that got in that position by a lucky twist of fate, or a smart guess in front of a curious crowd and then the word spread. We all want magic, it’s in our genetics. To actually have the ability, whether by dark arts or light, is both a gift and a curse. It’s one thing to be admired by the tribe, plus keeper of all those herbs and lexers but you soon discover that the job comes with major downside – no peace because everybody wants you, including the dearly departed.

Cassadaga (a Seneca Indian word meaning “Water beneath the rocks”) is a small unincorporated community located in Volusia County, Florida, just north of Deltona. It is especially known for having a large number of psychics and mediums, and has consequently been named the “Psychic Capital of the World”.

History of Cassadaga

The Cassadaga Spiritualist camp began when the Southern Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp Meeting Association was founded by George P. Colby, from Pike, New York, a trance medium who traveled to many different states, giving readings and seances. He was well known, and in his travels, Colby was referred to as the “seer of spiritualism”. Colby attended summer Spiritualist Camp meetings at Lily Dale, New York, the town adjacent to Cassadaga, New York.

Colby worked with several spirit guides who would give him knowledge. One of his spirit guides was an Indian named Seneca, who had manifested to Colby during a seance in Lake Mills, Iowa. According to Colby, Seneca had instructed him to travel south to Florida, where he eventually arrived at a place called the Blue Springs Landing, near Orange City, Florida. According to Colby, the area that Seneca had led him to was the same area that Colby had seen during the seance in Iowa.

Colby had arrived in Florida in 1875, and on the 18th of December, 1894 the charter was granted to form The Southern Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp Meeting Association. Later on January 3, 1895 Colby had signed a warranty deed to the Association for thirty-five acres. The people who came to the Spiritualist Camp in the early days of its formation were affluent and well educated. The Cassadaga Spiritualist camp was named after the small Spiritualist Camp community found outside of Lily Dale, New York. The Spiritualist Camp Association later received additional acreage that expanded the camp to the current fifty-seven acres.

The Cassadaga Camp today

Today, the Camp features the Cassadaga Hotel, a central auditorium, The Colby Memorial Temple, a community library, the Caesar Forman Healing Center, a Camp Bookstore, and a welcome center. Also, there is the Andrew Jackson Davis Educational building, used for musical performances and gatherings. Nearby is the Colby-Alderman Park.

The principles of spirituality that are taught by the people at Cassadaga state, “Spiritualism has no dogma or creed, just a simple set of nine principles to help guide our lives”. According to the teachings of Spiritualism, it is the “Science, philosophy, and religion based upon the principle of continuous life”. On March 14, 1991, the Southern Cassadaga Spiritualist camp was declared a U.S. Historic District. The Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp is a federal tax-exempt Church currently governed by a Board of Trustees.

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Is the end near?

Is the end near?

Is the beginning near?

If I could tell you the exact day and time when the world (as we know it) comes to an end, would you be any better for it? What would you do differently, if you knew that there was a small, precise number of days and hours until something out of a Hollywood version of a Bible catastrophe, you know, something along the lines of what scientists have been telling us we’re long overdue for. In other words, a massive natural, maybe even cosmic, disaster. Perhaps even cataclysmic, or worse catastrophic, making it an extinction level event.

You and I will be much better-off not knowing the end-date but I for one will never stop thinking about it. Now the scientific community has had to agree that there’s enough proof to suggest that other civilizations have become extinct. Plus, the archaeological evidence of an advanced race of people who buried an entire massive structure at Göbekli Tepe in Turkey.

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[box type=”info”]Göbekli Tepe (pronounced [ɟøbekˈli teˈpe], “Potbelly Hill”) is an archaeological site at the top of a mountain ridge in the Southeastern Anatolia Region of modern-day Turkey, approximately 12 km (7 mi) northeast of the city of Şanlıurfa. The tell has a height of 15 m (49 ft) and is about 300 m (984 ft) in diameter. It is approximately 760 m (2,493 ft) above sea level.

The tell includes two phases of ritual use dating back to the 10th – 8th millennium BCE. During the first phase, pre-pottery Neolithic A (PPNA), circles of massive T-shaped stone pillars were erected. More than 200 pillars in about 20 circles are currently known through geophysical surveys. Each pillar has a height of up to 6 m (20 ft) and a weight of up to 20 tons. They are fitted into sockets that were hewn out of the bedrock. In the second phase, Pre-Pottery Neolithic B (PPNB), the erected pillars are smaller and stood in rectangular rooms with floors of polished lime.

The site was abandoned after the PPNB-period. Younger structures date to classical times. The purpose of the structures is not yet clear. It was excavated by a German archaeological team under the direction of Klaus Schmidt from 1996 until his death in 2014; Schmidt believed that they had been early neolithic sanctuaries.[/box]

Several years ago, when earth changes became obvious, I was suckered into believing the comet ELENIN hoax, do you remember that one? It was an end-of-the-world “type”  hoax. Turns out, the comet Elenin Hoax was a well-orchestrated disinformation campaign paid for by a couple of different lettered agencies. This high-tech campaign was complete with radio shows, youtube channel with a convincing cast of professional characters, including astrophysicists and astronomers. The comet ELENIN community felt like we we had the answer to why the Gov. was frantically building underground bases, bunkers and transport infrastructure. Anyway, we were wrong and once bitten, twice shy.

The Black-budget government operators had inadvertently spawned a new breed of truth-seeker and researcher. The space weather watchers were born and with insane amount of data collection resources and had already launched into the learning curve of searching for anomalies and patterns. We learned together, even though there were a few more diversions along the way, as the group fractured into sub-groups and many of us beginning to pay more attention to solar weather than to “chemtrail” local weather. Also, the space weather truth community outed  one of it’s own as co-intel (a paid misinformation agent, aka shill) and still to this day there are opposed factions, however, for the most part we all share some common experience (with comet ELENIN) and we all share one other truth, we know that; something evil, this way comes.

My favorite research is from Black Star Report by Terrel03 but I also appreciate BP Earthwatch, Gil Broussard, Kerry Cassidy, Higher Truth Channel, and even Thornews can teach us a thing or two about becoming a space weather nerd. However, there’s one person who is “must see and listen to” it’s Steve Olson from the WSO, which stands for “Wormwood System Observers” an online network of researchers who are scanning the webcams of the world and finding, time and time again, undeniable photographic evidence of some large planetary system, inside our solar system.

In my mind, if planet earth is 6 billion years old, then I think we’ve experienced over 1 million total extinction events. It’s very likely that there have been many other civilizations on earth.

Revolution of the Mind

Revolution

Have you ever wondered about singularity? The reason I ask is because I personally believe that singularity is what will save humanity and our planet from self-destruction. Perhaps even; a “singularity event” will trigger the truth to take-over, and all at the same time, the majority of inhabitants on earth, will come to the same conclusion, that we need to work together. Until that moment happens, we live in a multipolar world, however the good news is that the incredible rate of awakening, like a mass raising of consciousness, from the people’s exposure to truth via word-of-mouth and the Internet. We’re experiencing a collective “Revolution of the Mind”.

Consciousness and truth and closely connected. Learning the truth can be a time-consuming and painful process but for collective consciousness to rise and move the human race closer to our rendezvous with singularity we need more truth tellers. Unless of course, an event of Biblical proportions were to cause an instant revolution of the mind of mankind.

Imagine there’s no countries
It isn’t hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace…

~ John Lennon

Peace on earth would be the end result of singularity. Revolution by definition, happens very rapidly and is triggered by words of truth, spoken directly to the source of power, then just like a light-switch, the minds of the masses, almost all at the same time, like a massive flock of birds, or school of fish, reach profound new conclusions, instantly, which immediately cause the entire populace to change direction at the same time.

Singularity in Literature

Futurology

Literary studies

  • Temporal singularity, otherwise knows as a point of divergence, a concept in speculative fiction, usually an item or event triggered by an item that results in divergent narratives, in which the singularity alters the new timeline away from a prior “default” state, leaving behind a parallel universe in which the singularity did not occur; this is the basis of much of the “Alternate history” genre and may involve technology in “hard” science fiction, or may involve anything up to or including magic as the basis of the “what if?” scenario

Multipolarity

Multipolarity is a distribution of power in which more than two nation-states have nearly equal amounts of military, cultural, and economic influence.

Empires of the world in 1910

Empires of the world in 1910 - Revolution of the Mind

Opinions on the stability of multipolarity differ. Classical realist theorists, such as Hans Morgenthau and E. H. Carr, hold that multipolar systems are more stable than bipolar systems, as great powers can gain power through alliances and petty wars that do not directly challenge other powers; in bipolar systems, classical realists argue, this is not possible. On the other hand, the neorealist focuses on security and inverts the formula: states in a multipolar system can focus their fears on any number of other powers and, misjudging the intentions of other states, unnecessarily compromise their security, while states in a bipolar system always focus their fears on one other power, meaning that at worst the powers will miscalculate the force required to counter threats and spend slightly too much on the operation. However, due to the complexity of mutually assured destruction scenarios, with nuclear weapons, multipolar systems may be more stable than bipolar systems even in the neorealist analysis.
This system tends to have many shifting alliances until one of two things happens. Either a balance of power is struck, and neither side wants to attack the other, or one side will attack the other because it either fears the potential of the new alliance, or it feels that it can defeat the other side. One of the major implications of an international system with any number of poles, including a multipolar system, is that international decisions will often be made for strategic reasons to maintain a balance of power rather than out of ideological or historical reasons.

Bob Marley, a Prophet of Singularity

Bob Marley played an important role in starting the revolution of mind and to this very day his message and music are used as the anthems and inspiration for millions of activists, for a multitude of different causes, everywhere. His image, his logos, his colors and his words, empower people to work together against oppression and tyranny. His idea was one love, that idea has never stopped raising consciousness.

Bob Marley, and the secret CIA war in Jamaica that may have cost the reggae legend his life is explored with Casey Gane-McCalla. How the socialist politics of Castro and Michael Manley were a threat to the cocaine market being orchestrated by far-right Jamaicans, Edward Seaga, George Bush Sr. and the CIA leadership is revealed. The flash point events of the Smile Jamaica and One Love concerts, and theories of how the CIA poisoned Bob Marley with cancer that would eventually end his life is explored in this Buzzsaw interview, hosted by Sean Stone.

[box type=”info”]Casey Gane-McCalla is a journalist and rapper, born in Cambridge, Massachusetts. Born to a South African mother and Jamaican father, he quickly became interested in global politics and history, which he studied at Columbia University. The former staff writer for NewsOne has covered a wide variety of subjects from music to politics to drugs and organized crime. “Inside The CIA’s Secret War In Jamaica” is his first book, after researching its subject matter for three years.

Besides writing, Casey is also involved in the fields of music, technology, and filmmaking, as a founding partner in the GIF based music video generator StartUp, MVGEN, and the owner of Phoenix Rising Records (distributed by Sony), and the creator of the pioneering hip-hop comedy web series, “That’s Whats Up.”[/box]

EPISODE BREAKDOWN:
00:01 Welcoming Casey Gane-McCalla to Buzzsaw.
00:49 Exploring the CIA secret war in Jamaica.
03:48 CIA intercession in Chile, economic sabotage, and political interest
06:50 Bob Marley’s support Michael Manley, and the political connections turned lethal.
08:47 The One Love Peace concert, and the suspicions of cancer poisoning.
11:28 The success of Michael Manley–a victory for the counter-CIA campaign that became very violent.
12:45 The 1980s, weapons and cocaine trafficking courtesy of the Jamaican elite and CIA.
17:28 The cocaine vs the marijuana economy in Jamaica, and parallels with the contemporary heroin boom.
22:00 Bob Marley’s legacy today.
24:44 The next project: Truth about the Tsarnaev brothers.
28:57 Speculation about murder and conspiracy around the Tsarnaevs.
31:07 Where to find more–music, video generation, and more.
32:28 Thanks and goodbye!

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Perception vs Reality

Perception vs Reality

Beware the ides of March!

The actual quote is from Shakespeare’s tragedy Julius Caesar (1599). The warning is uttered by a soothsayer who is letting Roman leader Julius Caesar know that his life is in danger, and he should probably stay home and be careful when March 15th, the Ides of March, rolls around.

How much of what a soothsayer tells us should we listen to, how much of our own inner voice should we listen to? Perhaps Julius Caesar should have stayed home that day but then there would have been another day with the same risk, just around the corner. We can’t avoid living our lives because there’s a risk of death outside our door.

I live in a statistically dangerous place, Sao Paulo, Brasil and travel by commuter bike, 10 km every day. I’m acutely aware of my risk and once experienced the bizarre thrill of bounce/rolling up the bonnet (Australian word for “hood” of a car) and shattering (but not going through) the windshield of a sedan belonging to a horrified young woman, who had just run a red light, having not seen me coming. She looked pale and shaken, as for me, just a couple of bruises and scrapes from my handle-bars. The front bike tire was totaled and the handle-bars were toast but the frame and bike parts were fine, so I pushed it home, fixed and was riding again within days, albeit with more caution, since I was speeding the day of the car crash but the rewards of my lifestyle far outweigh the risk I deal with every day.

Riding a bicycle any place (almost) will provide a winning risk/reward ratio. In fact, it may be, that with practice and experience, anything that appears to be extremely dangerous, may be a low-risk activity for a person with an expert skill level. Perception and reality, more often than not, are very different. Our world is filled with dichotomy, everything the media tells us about an important global incident, for example, is most likely something actually totally different than the truth. We’ve now come to expect deception and become complacent about it.

Perception is the point of advertising and marketing too, here again we’re bombarded daily with propaganda. It’s no wonder we’ve become complacent towards all the hypocrisy and deceit, spewed through the mainstream. It’s just become a new form of theater, to amuse the masses, while Rome burns. Besides, as most people suggest to me, there’s nothing we can do about a rigged system and tyrannical ruling elite who’ve taken over the planet (well sort-of) but then one day, I decided there was something I could do, I quit.

The Last Caipirinha

Cachaça Caipirinha

The last Caipirinha was the best one, exactly because it was the last one. The time had come and past, it was time for me to hit the wagon for good. My romance with the Cachaça had lasted long enough, the magic was gone from the relationship and all that was left was drudgery and boredom but that wasn’t the worst of it, watching my own destruction, as I drank those frozen concoctions, which “yes” I falsely thought they were helping me hang-in, as if I were living in Margaritaville but this is much worse because Cachaça, or “pinga” as it’s called in Brazil slang, is more powerful, more prevalent and can be ridiculously cheap.

[box]For example, imported cheap tequila is at least ten times more expensive here but it’s not just that it’s the formula for a Caipirinha and how they’re constructed, plus with which Cachaça.[/box]

Listen to my love of the Caipirinha (above), see it was totally out-of control. Plus I liked to drink ice cold Heineken of Stella Artois at the same time, which I was always warned against. Brazilian tradition has a huge reverence for Cachaça, a folklore’ish belief in how, where, when and how much is a safe and smart amount. It’s free from small kegs, with little shot glasses, in most decent Minas Geriais (type of cuisine) restaurants. On the beaches they have some of the best hand-made drinks. All that’s needed is lime, sugar, ice and pinga for the absolute perfect beach cocktail.

It was a crazy, impulsive decision to join One Year No Beer and take the 90 challenge. It’s a social network for people like me, who want to win our lives back from booze and in particular beer. I also had respect and reverence for the mighty Cachaça and the oh-so-sweet Caipirinha, so I had a weekend’s only rule but would often break that rule. The thing of it is, beer is the ultimate gateway drug. My Dad gave me my first beer, everyone in Canada drank beer, it’s a national pastime to accompany, for watching hockey during the long cold winters.

Brazil has the best beer culture in the world, just watch some of our programmed Television and you’ll see a ton of sex-appeal selling billions of dollars of beer. There is cold beer everywhere here in Brazil and although I drank mostly imported, partly because it’s $1 or $2 USD cost, whereas I paid up to $10 USD in Europe.

My drinking days are over and I’m glad to say “tchau  Cachaça”.

The Value of Ideas

Value of an idea

Every body has an idea. Every day, every single person breathing (that’s over seven billion individuals) has new ideas. Who decides what ideas have value? Why do some ideas manifest into reality and other ideas “die-on-the-vine“? When does a good idea become reality? Where do good ideas come from? What is it about ideas that makes them so valuable? How does a person sell an idea?

These are the two most important questions, you need to ask yourself.

Let’s cut to the chase, shall we? Assume you’re up to speed, in real-time, today. Let’s assume that your best epilator ain’t that sharp like a razor (IQ 160+) and let’s take it another degree and assume you’re surrounded with contemporaries ( in Oz {Australia}, we called “mates“) and also, for laughs and giggles, imagine that you’re also totally dialed-in too. I mean, you’re connected to Dudes who are bringing-down six-figures for how-smart they are, in the hi-tech-sector. This is a common scenario in today’s world. This is normal. You are asking the right questions….

So you wake-up one morning and you, for some un-known reason, probably because you were getting ripped with one of your inside “mates” and all of a sudden, low and behold, you concoct in your mind, the web-geek equivalent to the cure for cancer. So now what?

Ideas are a dime a dozen. It takes about 2 hours of research to know, that your new mouse-trap is a file for the permanently delete folder, or is it? Or does that stupid idea hold merit? Is that brain-fart worth money? Is it equal to other bad-ideas that flew in the face of reason?

I’m going to be brutally honest here. It’s not that ideas are over-rated, “au contraire”, it’s that so few people have the intention to make them happen. Understand that there’s a giant gap between thinking about something and doing it. The value of ideas get’s completely diluted at this exchange, so much so, that one million-to-one seems like a realistic likelihood. Now we know, ideas are cheap, everybody is selling them and it’s one million to one that your idea has value.

So what’s a poor-boy to do? Lot’s of ideas and no-way to make any of them turn-into money.

Come back soon and I will share some ideas about how but for now, at this point in my mining, there’s an opportunity happening about 15 floors beneath me, which I have access to because of my proximity,  so I must take action and put an idea into effect. See you again soon.

The Power of Love!

candles - the power of love

candles - the power of love

As the suns sets on Sampa, I reflect back on my beginning with this Big Pineapple, as it’s perhaps the sweetest and certainly the most poignant memories of all my dozen years living here. It was the power of love that brought me. The single most powerful force known to mankind.

Back-story: A girl from Sao Paulo was traveling with two girlfriends in the ABC islands (Aruba, Bonaire and Curacao) of the Dutch West Indies and I happened to be on “C” island (Curacao) working on a project to design, develop, license and launch the first on-line casino, or at least in amongst the first 100 (Note: this was a new gold rush). She was staying with her friends in the same hotel on Curacao.

I first saw her from across the hotel lobby and fell in love at first sight, it hit me like a ton of bricks and there wasn’t a thing I could do about it….

In this abbreviated rendition I’ll fast forward the year to say that we “re-connected on Curacao, six months later”, followed by a three month lapse and a “bring the girl to meet the family” in Canada, where my love landed in Vancouver for a month of mid-summer madness, covered hundreds of miles of British Columbia and visited every single beach in Vancouver, from Wreck Beach all the way to Horseshoe Bay, then a magical tour of the Okanagan (interior BC) with an ecstatic welcoming committee from my tribe, as the whole world adores Brazil.

After the Canada tour, we both knew that we were destined to keep going towards each other. The power of love was intense and totally irrefutable, it wasn’t just lust, or imagination, it was real and it was way too powerful to explain in words. All that I knew, is that there was nothing in this world that could, or would, stop me from seeing her again. We needed to meet half-way, in Miami, which is exactly what my plan was, from the very beginning when I laid-eyes on her, I wanted her on the beach in Florida, living with me.

Six more agonizing months go by and finally it’s my turn to meet her family. Uh-oh, boy meets girl’s Mom and Dad, yikes! But I was un-daunted, the power of love had a grip on me like a fuckin GPS signal, I was tuned-to-it. So I arrived in, you guessed it, Sao Paulo, Brasil about mid-December of ’97 and it’s hotter than Haiti (Note: I’ve not been to Haiti yet, it’s just an expression) and I’ve come from the great white north, however since I had so many months to think about this trip and was laid-over in Miami (my second home, as I’ll explain another time) for a month on my way to South America, also because I knew enough about every family member in her tribe, I was able to arrive bearing meaningful gifts but nothing I was to give would ever come close to what I was about to receive.