Blow My Mind

I have 900 million things I'd like to write about today. Because I'm going in 100 billion different directions. Work is busy, life is busy, and my mind is overloaded. Which probably explains why I want to curl up and go to sleep at 3pm the past few days. But not why I'm taking the time to blog.

Random Observation:
There is no such thing as complimentary valet parking. If you think there is, then you don't get it. Thoughts like these insert themselves in my mind while I'm thinking about how I will get to Target, Home Depot, the post office and eat a $10 sandwich all within 45 minutes. Ah, consumerism.

Political/Socio-Economic Issue: 
I watched a documentary last night--The Shock Doctrine. The underlying message is that Capitalism and free market economies destroy countries, and use catastrophe (a.k.a. the shock) to bring the public along for the ride. See Ronald Regan, Margaret Thatcher, George Bush, and Augusto Pinochet (look it up). While I could dedicate an entire month of posts to this topic alone, watching it raised a much bigger question in my mind.

All-consuming Question: 
What is real?

The world is full of opinions, theories, ideas, and arguments from all sides of the do you know what's right? By right, I mean facts. My idealistic self is so consumed and disillusioned with this world and the nightmare it's becoming, and I just need the facts to figure out how to fix it.

Yes, somehow, it is my job to fix it.

I know, I know, I know. It's up to me to learn about the issues and form my own opinion. What I want to know is where are the cliff notes, because how the hell am I supposed to save the world when I'm working 12 hour days and the other 12 hours are dedicated to sleeping (a little), eating, drinking (a lot), house hunting, remembering birthdays & anniversaries (sometimes), cleaning, running errands, and so on and so on.

Random Useless Thought: 
I have a thing for hip-hop on my drive home. The harder the day, the nastier the song. Yesterday was Cypress Hill, and as I rolled up 400 singing "headed up the river with a boat and no paddle" in my Volvo SUV, I couldn't help but think, where is my opposite? The black guy cruising in his tricked out El Camino singing Celine Dion at the top of his lungs. Yet another example of the random clutter.

Thing I can't stop thinking: 
Stop asking me stupid questions and taking up space in my brain! Can't you see I have a life to live and a world to save?

The mind is a powerful yet debilitating tool. When it feels like it's going to explode, I just have to get it out.

At the expense of my blog.




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