To the men and women, regardless of their voice and their choice, who hold it high and fill the jar full of the fuq’s given…and all of those with open minds, and new frontiers, this is the world we live in, and the judgment is yours, mine is reserved for when I shake the cerebral joints, in the hands of the men and women who challenge convention with ethical, moral and logical anarchy to the degree of sum.
Two parts of an equation, from the come4.org website are quoted below and can be accessed by clicking on them, they are linked to the landing page;
*the waiver is the fictional side of the clause, and what you want to make of it. This story has been included within “The Equation” with one intention in mind. To have you consider each of the following quotes, as the main “lessons” or discussion points as I am not a teacher, I am merely an observer and providing some “fiction” for you to consider as real or not.
What you do with it, and where you want to go with it – that will be the truth. Only that is going to set you free, like telling the truth from my perspective, and how some things just happened to be – so why not, a fictional take on what was a very lucid dream.
“Honest criticism means nothing: what one wants is unrestrained passion, fire for fire.” – Henry Miller
“Fame is a vapor, popularity is an accident, money takes wings, those who cheer you today may curse you tomorrow. The only thing that endures is character.” Horace Greeley
“Kites rise highest against the wind – not with it.” – Sir Winston Churchill
“Politics is the art of controlling your environment.” – Hunter S. Thompson
“I have feelings too. I am still human. All I want is to be loved, for myself and for my talent.” – Marilyn Monroe
So close, one would be able to almost touch it – if they dare.
No need to worry, their whole world was a silly series of clouds and manifestations of things that had one set of senses tingling, while another entirely went the way of the electronic transfers and where it goes from there – no body knows.
If you have been invited to review a copy of this subset equation, you have been given an invitation to extend a hand and help out. Provide more of a lending hand, and do some diligence yourself. This has a great deal of importance for any interested 3rd parties, and I suggest you consider some of the characters at a deeper point of brooding should you choose to extend the invitation more. As for professional interests, examined on a case by case basis.
People will automatically remove a foreign social atmosphere participant using tools to keep timelines and data clean, but will not take a little bit of time to “dismiss” the whole concept of what and why certain things have happened, and I sit here the humbled fool? Perhaps if I were busier, and did not care- I do care right?
Oh wait, you are under the impression – good place to be.
Perhaps my “wealth” is not what it once was thought of as such? One thing for certain – the methodology, and the manner by which these teams accomplish what they do is indeed a spectacle in and of itself, and should be applauded at the same as it is lauded.
This is the world that we are living in, and if the example cuts a little too close it is because you are in no way, shape or form able to form the real cognitive thought to see it for what it really is, and I ask for your forgiveness.
Whichever of the two pills you choose to take, is your own, and I shall not judge you for it.
Never mind the two foot tall rabbit, he is with Alice.
She is “elite”.
The whole scam and how it works, from tip to tail, and the way that certain tax loopholes and organizations will be set up to run this way, and allow people to make money in other ways.
It is only you, if you make it so.
You should leave the star if it matters, if it does not, it was not meant to stay.
Either way we can not all be responsible for everyone, we first must be true to ourselves. That is why you see me “avoid” certain people now.
Liars, gossip mongers – cowards…all of them fools. and I the greater for making the choice to pick up their book. So I choose not to.
That does not make me cruel, but rather prevents another cruelty – and that, that is the greater good.
Good morning, Gus here. Fetaman has left me alone. So I was reading a string of articles in the Globe and Mail this morning, and it had started with the Rob Carrick article titled “Job seeker on Gen Y’s struggles: “I didn’t think I’d be here at 30’” A very interesting piece that illustrates a telling tale of a cycle, that is all about context. I am fond of the context smirk often, in fact, Fetaman uses it a lot. I introduced it to him. Yeah, I am anxious to weigh in on a number of matters, and consider “right.”
From there I had proceeded to click on a link of his that spoke of this blogger (*financefox.ca) and how the practiced “No Spend Days”. This new cult of personality has recently popped up more and more since the days of the Cappuccino Hair Bands. Seems so long ago, but those were good days.
Making your own coffee in the office. Being proud you saved that couple of bucks, and taking it to the next level. *context smirk* That was divine, grand. Divine. Hell, you even went out and bought $164.73 of sealable and transportable containers to be able to take in leftovers, and soon enough, you could even be shopping each day for fresh little bits of delight you could proudly boast in the office as the bundle of joy you are.
No, I think I would rather look at the positive side of it all. Just like you do? Consider how if you really look at the “richness” that you have in your life, surrounding you, and you have adjusted the means and the ends for the “revenue” you seek in your life, then you will be able to live on much less of a “spend” from the financial side. Fuck. The opposing side of this Yang, is that Ying requires a lot more work and effort, they balance each other, and Ying is sparing when it comes to creature comforts. He lives in a way that many feel romantic about, until their month of joy has been eroded to menial tasks that will provide warmth, and food, and joy of a kind found only in the mountains of the mind. Chopping fucking wood in minus 30 degree weather, with a senior citizen is not exactly a fucking task for the faint of heart. But when you have a purpose, to make some wine, the challenge was that my wine was a vine. The grapes were “different”.
Wine is wine. It is from grapes, sweet or sour. It is fermented with time. It inebriates, as does it’s main ingredient. It swirls and aerates the elixirs of the mind, providing the same intoxicating reflections, effects, lapses of memory, depressions, joys, good times and bad times, wealth and poverty. All of it, inebriated by time.
Time makes the vine grow. Time makes the orange show.
Syntax changes today, and the only difference becomes how we consume the whine.
Consider weight of the whine, as something that has to be measured. It must be qualified. So you have to add subjective measurements such as age, and quantity or size, is the whine intelligent with an IQ that is acceptable and has been given a good “score” by the ratings guru’s, pundits and promoters and readers.
The readers can see, that the whine has an h in it. The listeners, will have to imagine that, to have the capacity to draw that conclusion themselves. It ain’t easy drawing conclusions at any age, is it?
Is this any different life at any of these ages? Of course there are, at different stages of life, your conclusions will be driven by what it is that has been delineated by the “age” – time, credentials, net worth, penis size, cup size…I-fucking-Q. It Is all about your form. The world has changed and physical versus cerebral and cognitive empirical measures and subjective objectivity are always important boundaries to look at when you determine where you are. They are the fence posts on the Parameter acreage you own from birth. Expanding it or contracting it, is an environmental manifestation of the physical reality called you.
As humans, we then automatically create a stigma, a dogma, a viewpoint on other’s from our own experiences, and find entertainment in the universe of the mind as we consider how we like some things, and despise others. Why we are more entitled to something, than that other person who clearly is not as good as we are, so you must beat them back or harm them in some way to proceed. Of course, the second that many of you read that you pounced from the mental soap box to scream of your charity work, and your giving nature and all that you do to be kind, caring and some form of a religion based deity that has wings and can solve your problems.
Well, so can a shitload of Red Bulls and Vodka.
Trust me, it is only a temporary fix.
Just like breakfast of Corn Flakes and Crown Royal.
Just like plugging into a shit J.O.B. – it may sound like some kind of multi-level marketing jingle to have you sign on the dotted line so you can eventually move to Bora Bora after you make the millions saving your friends and families money on basic cable, phones, internet – and you are right. I had heard it from a douchebag, that was a miserable failure trying to build his life back up by telling lies, fuck him. Fuck anyone who is going to try to continue build up their lives using lies and not revealing them, and that is a very important reflection point is for me, and in fact it appears society is very clear. Honesty is the most valuable currency in this day and age, and transparency, as a result of it, whether you like it or not, is here.
I honestly do believe that a job is “Just Over Broke”.
No matter what kind of wealth you have, you are living within your means. You believe, that if the Jones’s are indeed driving that car, and have a debt ratio of X:Y, then yes, you too can be living within your means, if the means, become your own. If you accept “them”, then by natural collusion, you will unite with their means. Their means.
Means judged by others.
Not my fucking gig, thanks.
So does that then make me right, or am I wrong? Who has a right that is more important – can one right shove all-in on another and always be the Royal Fucking Flush? Are these physical rights or spiritual rights? Does this right consider the right and just associates and peers, fellows and humans that sit beside us, in this commune circle delineated by the chairs we sit on?
Each right is different in it’s own way, until you fly a little higher by whatever means you need to so you can spend a little time with Jonathon. Silly fucking seagull, or prophet of understanding that at this height, they are all just big box store data points that lead to one giant balance sheet in the sky.
Immigrant parents came and worked like dogs. Literally.
Wandering the streets to find jobs, or trying to build them and having them fail, into bankruptcy.
There is one very simple solution to all of this bullshit, fuck.
Stop the victim thinking. Just think internal. The only victim has been my own self victimizing itself and blaming others.
Stop your fucking whining, and make your own wine with no h.
Drink it, enjoy it. It is the elixir of life.
It will change your life.
For the better, it always does.
But remember, my wine is not a vine. My vine, is actually orange grass.
“It will change your life for the better.” Always does.
Your wine, my vine. I found that vine because I looked for the orange in everyday. Somedays I chose to share it.
The world becomes a better place.
Other days I choose to nurture it, make sure you do so in order to help it become a belief grenade.
In the past, those belief grenades have changed. They have been brine grenades, taint grenades, the have been lie grenades.
What I do know, whatever you do, when you do launch it…people will realize for what it is.
Me? I am just launching a biography. About myself. Gus Xortopoulas.
I will tell you right now, the grass, it’s fucking orange.
It has been a year since the site officially became mine.
I had waited over 8 years to be able to get past all of this, and before that – you have no fucking clue.
You think I am not aware of what is “out there” – and what the “lines look like”…really?
Do you think a plan, that has been made for decades, even a lifetime if one considers it, is really just something that simply happens?
You have the sleuth ability to start to get hooked, and like the heroine town you may exist in, or the hero mind you do, you are addicted to taking it to the next level.
To finding out more, to getting past the reality of Survivor, and the fake fucking bandana’s and the bullshit positioning from Day 1 – “I am just here to make some friends, I am so naïve, I am so strong, I am so fucking smart, I am so fucking stupid…oh look, a tortoise with a hare on his back…do they even have hair…”
I know who the fuck fetaman is.
Pretty fucking proud of it as well, because I know it all – except for you.
You are the know it all I want to meet.
So does Gus.
He is interested in beginning to introduce himself over the next few weeks.
His biography is coming out.
Pretty fucking impressive, and having had the chance to not only interview him, but also having been given the chance to verify accounts, eyewitnesses and documented proof.
One of the strangest, oddest, brightest, most eccentric, gifted, smart, angry, loving, caring, compassionate, valiant abiders I have ever known.
If not the single greatest…
Gus runs on his own time.
So do I.
It is a birthday celebration and it is combined with a publishing. What more could anyone ask? I mean, seriously – what a long strange trip, and where are we still? Yes, just seeing some of the invisible brown acid come to life. A special K of sorts.
The biography, the story, of Gus…
Don’t expect synchronicity.
This is a delicate operation, and if you want to be part of it.
Welcome to it – you can either RT this link, direct with the question included, or you can #orangegrass it up, either is a chance to ask Gus, and I can assure you, he will answer.
Celebrate or don’t.
Trust me, this has nothing to do with hunching over anything – not a typewriter, not a water tray, not some village code, not a table of weed, not a set of bullets, not a conspiracy of shades that are something new…
Hard to believe.
I fucking know.
It doesn’t matter though.
Cause the clock, the watches – the story of Gus.
It becomes clearer with each passing day, and in the coming 30 days, how many and when are just beside the Fuqu Pyramid, just take a coat hanger and levitate near it.
There is a whole year to explore behind this, and there is much more for myself.
Being an interviewer, is one interesting experience.
Care to play?
*truly a wonderful, gracious humble bow today – humility asks for, and asks no excuses, for it too…*abides*
****this is where I insert my own happy birthday to fetaman.com – for the real fetaman, from the real fetaman, with a background heralded by associates. Go ahead, link from the site – fill in the question, I promise. I am pretty sure Gus would answer most honourable, logical and discretion sensitive inquiries. To the point of the dedicated box that is running the code – the rest, my…look…a shiny set of keys. Oh wait, it may be a text…did that arrive? No, must be a lonely time, grab the flash light…only 45 metres across the way…no, the...the way…
*************Yes, this is 13 of them, is that “code” also.
Those funny, funny muppets. Just trying to tie their own rooms together, and share some appreciation for the gig and the league games. I mean these points do count right, towards some kind of marriage proposal of something?
A scene from the muppet movie, a walk into a strange theatre wondering, perhaps this is the wrong theatre? I wonder, if I say a few things to person beside me, are they of a sound mind? How exciting…how so very exciting. Hi Icarus, name is Fetaman, how you doing today?
Amazing, what the change of a little thing like syntax, or cowardly actions, strange behaviours from odd folks, that otherwise seem so kind and real, or perhaps such as others that care to put things out in the universe, as real, with no fear – to enjoy the show.
Cause after all, all the world is a stave.
That stave for me, right now, fully aware. is one giant bowling lane. *context smirk*
It is yours, and you choose it.
Don’t blame me for the misery of the interpretations you make.
Some funny folks have been included below, as a way of sending a smile and wave. Not a fucking marriage proposal.
The secrets that you keep, may have something to do with your own trip, but hey, just worry about your own miles sunshine, no need to worry about mine.
I got those.
Enjoy the smiles, cause nothing says a man can laugh, like laughing at masturbating muppets.
This has been one large work in progress, and regardless of the "grand scheme of things", or what many think of it, I could only wish another as much happiness as I have found in just some of my life.
Are you foolish to have read into that, thus - he must be floating basket of delight, just so happy? Sure thing sunshine.
It's a magic carpet ride, and don't let anyone else tell you otherwise.
They only walk.
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Big birds, kind of bringing bundles of joy and happiness from the fog of the Gulch. Do you think you want to know more about what the fat lady really sang under her breath, as she wondered and wandered away?
Come hence, and embrace the orange grass...the orange skies...life is orange man, it is any colour you want it to be.
Never asking for funds, always passing out wealth, health and happiness...is the Twitter bird a stork? Could it bring bundles of joy, and happiness and even *gasp* entertainment?
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Amazing how much faith folks have in who they are, and what they do when they offer that kind of abide.
Diversions and random relevance;
Sure, you might have some curiosity, and maybe interested in some of the things I have tip toed, two lipped like, through the tulips with some of these, and hey, made the cut to get to the site, so tickle the soles, have a look. Functionality can be amusing, and rewarding.