Saturday, October 25, 2008

Dream World

A little bit ago I posted a dream I had that was very vivid and disturbing.  Thanks for the insight from those that posted responses.  Since then I have kept a journal of dreams that I remember in the morning.  When I wake up I take a shower then grab some coffee and sit with God for a bit and read his word.  Since God used dreams in the bible to speak to people I decided that I would add journaling my dreams to my time with Him in the morning.  I spend about 10 - 15 minutes writing our what I can remember from the nights journey into my subconscience depths.  I am amazed at what my head comes up with.  

Last night I shared the previous nights dream with Kathi and it had her laughing hard.  No, I won't be putting that one out for anyone to read.  As funny as it may have been, what was funny is also a bit embarrassing.  Sorry.

As I write them out I am amazed at what wanders through my mind at night and the clarity of what the mind creates.  Lately I have noticed that my mind creates places I have never been to and things that don't exist.  It is facinating how the mind works.  I've heard the statistic that our mind only uses 10% of its capability.  I wonder if my dream world is using the other 90% while I am sleeping.

As time goes on I will contemplate sharing the dreams that leave me with questions.  Until then I will dream on.

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Obama Now Must Lose

I make no bones that I lean on the conservative side of politics.  I actually relate more to the Libertarians than I do the Republicans but only the Republicans have a viable candidate this election so I voted for McCain.  Yep.  Done, thanks to Oregon's mail in ballot.

Besides my leaning to the right I have another reason I'd like Obama to lose.  I don't like pre-win gloaters.  I keep hearing about the big bash that Obama's campaign is planning and it just rubs me wrong.  I know McCain's camp has something planned to but nobody is reporting on it.  Nobody is reporting on it because it is probably your standard run of the mill election night do-dad.  Obama's isn't.  It's going to be big.  Big like he's going to win.  What if he doesn't.  How embarrassing for him.  That's what I want to see.

It's like the football player celebrating before he reaches the goal line.  I want to see the Safety tag that guy at the one yard line and see him fumble.  It's like the bicyclist who raises his hands before he reaches the finish line and loses control of his bike.  That's a little sweet justice.  Bring a little humility to the prideful.  Take the egos down a notch.

The other thing is the big deal the media is making about Palin's wardrobe.  What did Obama's suits cost?  How about Biden's hair plugs and botox?  Obama's plane?  The fuel alone must be ridiculous.

Monday, October 20, 2008

Kids Say...

Heard at the table after I reheated leftovers for dinner:

Alex:  Dad, I am a good cook.

Me: Oh, yeah?

Brianna:  No you're not.

Alex:  Yeah, I can cook toast.

Brianna:  Oh, that's real hard.

Alex: Well at least I can plug in the toaster.

Monday, October 13, 2008

Get the Election Over With Already.

Have politics really come to this? Where is the civility. And to be fair to the left I've heard disturbing reports from comments and threats made at McCain/Palin rally's. In the famous words of Rodney King "Can't we all just get along?"

Here is your mission field Paul and Mer. Go to here to support the Ramey's who are taking this mission field on.

By the way, I am reading "Jesus for President" by Shane Claiborne and Chris Haw. I recommend it for the content and for its unique design.

Saturday, October 11, 2008

They want $150 Billion more of our money.  Come on, when will it stop.

Wednesday, October 08, 2008

Dream Interpreter Needed

All my life I have had vivid dreams.  Some are based on reality and some are just plain nuts.  For the longest time I've wanted to start a dream journal but by the time I sit down to write them out they've become fuzzy and not worth recording.  Last night I had some doozy's, one in particular was just plain nuts.  I am used to the dreams were I show up late for a test I am not prepared for or the one where I forget my locker combination or the one where I am riding a motorcycle but have to push it like Fred Flintstone.  Those are normal. This one is not.

Since I was up early, I got in a shower and some Bible reading and decided that the dream was still fresh enough to write down.  Since I have a good record of it and some courage to share I will do just that.  Here it is.  Let me know what you think of this and if you think you know what it means.

We walked with a purpose through a new park in Portland.  This was no ordinary park and this was no ordinary group of people.  I was last in line behind a number of homeless people marching through a concrete tunnel.  My thoughts were that this park would become a haven for the homeless due to the homeless guys sleeping under the cushions on couches that lined the concrete tunnel.  Eventually the tunnel leads outside where we trudged up a small incline to a path along a small field of grass.  Along this path there was a sewer grate that was about shoulder height to me and filled with mud and junk.  As I passed this grate I heard a voice, it was the voice of a child.  The voice said “My daddy hurt me”.  There was no mistake, I heard the voice loud and clear.  No one else in our troop seemed to have heard the voice.  I stopped and looked into the grate and saw nothing but the debris that filled it.  I called out to the voice but it did not respond.  I picked up a stick and reached through the bars and dug at the gunk inside.  A moment later the stick was lifting the arm of a small child, and then a face appeared.  It was a mud covered face of a little girl of undetermined age.  I dialed 911 on my cell phone.  The operator was discussing a recipe with a coworker as she answered my call.  I quickly told her that I found the body of a little girl at the park.  I had to look up the street to find the crossroads at which the park was located.  Burnside and 11-22nd.  The group I was with had changed and so had the little girl.  As I turned back to her after hanging up with the 911 operator I noticed that the group I was with included my wife, and the little girl was now alive and sitting on the side of the grating.  She began to speak with me.  I don’t remember what we talked about, I only remember noticing that she had tattoo’s on her left shoulder.  When I asked about the tattoos she told me that she was getting more and one of them would say “Daddy loved me”.  From there the dream gets a bit sketchy in terms of clarity.  At one point the paramedics arrive and examine the girl.  They asked me if I touched the body and I said only with the stick and I outlined one of the tattoos on her shoulder with my finger tip.  At this point I don’t remember if the girl was still in her alive state, which was clean, or her dead state, which she was covered with the mud.  The paramedics were hovered over her and the dream ends.
So that's it.  A bit of CSI slash X-Files.  Somehow my head produced that out of conscience and unconscience memories.  I am just curious if it has meaning.  I think most dreams do I just can't imagine what the meaning of this one is.

Tuesday, October 07, 2008

Election Certainty

Tonights debate was boring.  It did nothing to solidify my choice or change it.  Both candidates appeared tired and uninterested and neither candidate said anything new.  Viewing the polls on various sites show that most of America feels the same way.

I will tell you this:  if one of the canditates in this election would have stood up against the "bailout" I would not only guarantee my vote for them I would have volunteered for them.  I know this is easy to say now but it is true.

So now I will say this:  the first candidate to state that the $850 Billion Crap Pie we were served was a mistake I will pledge my vote, a lawn sign, and volunteer my time for.

So, Mr. Obama and Mr. McCain take a new stand on the bailout package and I will pledge my support for you.  Anyone else with me?  Anyone else willing to make this pledge?

Thank you Mr. Defazio and Mr. Blumenauer for voting against it.

Friday, October 03, 2008

We Just Spent a $#!T Load of Money On a Turd

I am not happy about this financial bailout.  Not happy at all.

And look, they vote for the bailout, pass it, and... the stock market goes down -157.some odd points.  You read that right.   Down.  The market went D.O.W.N.  The package that was designed to save us and the market responds with a negative.  Yee-ikees peeps.

My prediction is that four years from now when we are gearing up for another Presidential election we will be hearing from the candidates on their position on the bailout.  Okay, I don't just predict it, I GUARANTEE it.  This bailout is a governmental CYA (Mom, that stands for Cover Your Ass) and it is going to lead to a bunch of I told you so's.  

And it took and extra $150 billion dollars of added whatever to pass it?  Come on.  President Bush, shame on you.  House members, shame on you.  Senators,  shame, shame.  You can't spend money you don't have, that is what got us into this mess in the first place.  Maybe what we need is for Dave Ramsey to run for office.  Dave are you up for it.

Bring on a true fiscal conservative, bring on Steve Forbes, bring on Ron Paul, bring on somebody with a head on their shoulders and not up their @ss.

Thursday, October 02, 2008

Sometimes We Need A Reminder

"We the People of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility, provide for the common defense, promote the general Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity, do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United States of America."

Don't read it once.  Don't skim it.  Read it again.  Slowly.   It is wonderful and speaks to the greatness this country should hold to.

To read our Constitution go here.