I very seldom eat meat. I occasionally have fish, but lately I have lost my taste for that. And really I’ve never been that big of a meat eater to begin with, so I could easily go months without having any meat, fish, or poultry at all, without causing me the least bit of discomfort. In fact, I couldn't care less if I ever ate meat again.
But I still do not call myself a vegetarian, only because I’m really not that strict about it. If I were to describe my diet, I would say that I am mostly vegetarian, but if I were hungry enough, and were offered a meat based meal, and there weren't any vegetarian alternatives, depending on what type of meat it was, I would eat it without any problems.
Though there are some foods that I find absolutely grotesque, that it would be really difficult for me to eat. The very worst though, would have to be organ meats. I'm absolutely disgusted by them, and they stink too! Also hot dogs, sausages, Philly cheese steaks, bacon, and all canned meats are really gross. In fact, except for tomato sauce, I'm nauseated by most store bought canned foods. I tend to stay away from the white breads, most refined pastries, and I find eggs to be somewhat disgusting, as well.
Yeah, the business of killing, and preparing meat for consumption, is a pretty disgusting affair. I suppose if you do it enough though, kill and prepare the meat yourself, it would perhaps become easier to deal with over time, but it's messy, foul, with all the rotting meat, blood, feces, and entrails, I'd rather live without it. But when it comes to survival, sometimes you've got to take whatever you can get. You either eat something that is unpleasant, or you eat nothing at all, and starve to death.
But because the human population has become so large, and we have become so dependent on foods being produced so far away on monoculture farms, what would people do without them? There are just too many people and not enough resources to live off the land, and virtually no infrastructure for local self-sufficient farming in place to meet the needs of everyone in all places.
I like the idea of only consuming foods that are produced locally. But what would I eat? What would you eat?
What do I eat now?
This is what my usual diet consists of: beans, rice, noodles, multi-grain bread, cheese, butter, yogurt, oatmeal, nuts, seeds, peanut butter, potatoes, sauce, fruits, vegetables, herbs, spices, black tea, green tea, herbal tea, chocolate, beer, throat drops, honey.
This list is probably somewhat incomplete but these are the main food items that come to mind that I consume the most.
Except for a few fruits, vegetables, nuts and seeds, none of it is locally produced. Most of it comes from California. So eating locally could be a big challenge.
But ideally I think that every community should strive for self-sufficiency, locally producing its own basic necessities, and only importing and exporting luxuries. The basic necessities of food, water, shelter, and fuel, should be locally produced. But for the most part they are not.
That is the surest sign of this countries weakness, it's lack of self-sufficiency. Any country that is self-sufficient is a strong and prosperous country. Without that we are a weak and dependent people. Each state should be self-sufficient, producing its own food, water, and basic life essentials in a sustainable and non-polluting way. Once that is secured, people can focus more on the creative arts, education, life enrichment, and life enhancing technologies.
Fuck globalization, and these free trade zones. If an American product can't be made in America, then it shouldn't be made at all. This goes for all countries. Each country should first create jobs within the borders of their own country that directly serve the needs of their own population. And if you want to help other countries, help them become self-sufficient. That is the best thing you can do for them.
If every country were self-sufficient, that would trigger an evolution of human society, culture, and consciousness, and we could move on to more enlightening things. So who or what is standing in the way of a country becoming self-sufficient? Name them. They are the evil slave masters. Because any country that lacks self-sufficiency is enslaved to another for its needs. Whoever stands in the way of a people become self-sufficient, obviously benefits from their enslavement. Anyone who purposely seeks to keep people enslaved by their dependence, through a lifetime of ignorance, poverty, and continuous hardship, is an evil person.
This world is really screwed up, in need of some serious purification, and a complete restructuring of everything is in order. That's probably what these earth changes are going to bring about, but unfortunately purification is not going to be a pleasant affair. The pollution is so thick, and the corruption runs so deep, that everything will probably have to be rebuilt from scratch. In the meantime, what will people do, when they have no work, no money, and no way to feed themselves? It's a bad situation, but an inevitable one. A lot of people are probably going to die, and I hope I'm not one of them.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
All the World's a Stage...
Do you ever have that feeling of being lost, where you are just sick of it all, but you don’t quite know what to do about it? Well, if so, you are not alone. But don’t worry, it won’t last. Things will get better.
It’s the grand soap opera of human life, being played out again and again and again, for as long as human beings have walked this earth. There is really nothing new under the sun. Though the costumes, the language, the landscape, the actors, and the roles we each play throughout our lives, may change over time, it’s the same old story being retold and relived again and again and again.
Every emotion you have ever felt, every sensation, every experience, and every single thought that has ever entered your mind, however decadent and immoral, good or bad, inspirational or seemingly revolutionary, is probably not as uniquely original as you may have previously thought.
Maybe it’s not recorded in a book, or spoken on television, or even being discussed at all. But in the private most intimate moments of a person’s life, lies a world of interior experience and dialogue, that is mostly unspoken and unshared. And if you were to probe that interior landscape, randomly amongst a crowd of people from all walks of life, picking up everything, emotions, thoughts, everything that is personal and unspoken, I think you would find more that is in common than different, to such an extent that it would be like looking in a mirror.
There are actually only a relatively small circle of people that enter our lives. I mean even if you are an extremely talkative and outgoing person, with a very large family and many friends and acquaintances, how many people can you really know? If you compare all the people you've ever known and all the people you see and communicate with on a daily basis, to all the people currently alive on this planet, your circle of people is going to be a rather small number in comparison. You can't know everyone. And there's really no reason why you should. So because there is only a limited circle of people in your life, the roles you play and the special qualities you possess, are uniquely your own in relation to the particular theatrical stage of your life you are currently on.
The main difference between people, is in which thoughts they choose to articulate and act upon, and which one's they choose to discard or ignore. And how well they are able to do so, is what determines whether there will be failure or success.
What makes a person innovative, and different than the majority, is someone who takes a preexisting idea, an idea that may well have been known by others but who failed to articulate or act upon it, the innovator builds upon it and reshapes it in a fresh and creative way, finding a practical application for it to implement. The ideas may have always been there. The problem may have been well known, but the innovator truly innovates by taking what is known and quite possibly very common, and creatively reshapes it into something uncommonly different and entirely unique to what existed before.
The point is, that since all the world's a stage and we are all actors on this stage, if you want to be unique, and memorable, you've got to be innovative, to give your role a creative twist, that sets you apart from all the rest. And then play your role the best, or at least, to the best of your ability. Not for awards, or praise, but simply for the joy gained from living impeccably, from living your life as if it were a work of art, and making it a masterpiece that is truly worth living.
It’s the grand soap opera of human life, being played out again and again and again, for as long as human beings have walked this earth. There is really nothing new under the sun. Though the costumes, the language, the landscape, the actors, and the roles we each play throughout our lives, may change over time, it’s the same old story being retold and relived again and again and again.
Every emotion you have ever felt, every sensation, every experience, and every single thought that has ever entered your mind, however decadent and immoral, good or bad, inspirational or seemingly revolutionary, is probably not as uniquely original as you may have previously thought.
Maybe it’s not recorded in a book, or spoken on television, or even being discussed at all. But in the private most intimate moments of a person’s life, lies a world of interior experience and dialogue, that is mostly unspoken and unshared. And if you were to probe that interior landscape, randomly amongst a crowd of people from all walks of life, picking up everything, emotions, thoughts, everything that is personal and unspoken, I think you would find more that is in common than different, to such an extent that it would be like looking in a mirror.
There are actually only a relatively small circle of people that enter our lives. I mean even if you are an extremely talkative and outgoing person, with a very large family and many friends and acquaintances, how many people can you really know? If you compare all the people you've ever known and all the people you see and communicate with on a daily basis, to all the people currently alive on this planet, your circle of people is going to be a rather small number in comparison. You can't know everyone. And there's really no reason why you should. So because there is only a limited circle of people in your life, the roles you play and the special qualities you possess, are uniquely your own in relation to the particular theatrical stage of your life you are currently on.
The main difference between people, is in which thoughts they choose to articulate and act upon, and which one's they choose to discard or ignore. And how well they are able to do so, is what determines whether there will be failure or success.
What makes a person innovative, and different than the majority, is someone who takes a preexisting idea, an idea that may well have been known by others but who failed to articulate or act upon it, the innovator builds upon it and reshapes it in a fresh and creative way, finding a practical application for it to implement. The ideas may have always been there. The problem may have been well known, but the innovator truly innovates by taking what is known and quite possibly very common, and creatively reshapes it into something uncommonly different and entirely unique to what existed before.
The point is, that since all the world's a stage and we are all actors on this stage, if you want to be unique, and memorable, you've got to be innovative, to give your role a creative twist, that sets you apart from all the rest. And then play your role the best, or at least, to the best of your ability. Not for awards, or praise, but simply for the joy gained from living impeccably, from living your life as if it were a work of art, and making it a masterpiece that is truly worth living.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Earth Changes on the Cusp of the Age of Aquarius
I've been here in Arizona for ten years now. And the first time I've ever felt an earthquake tremor in Tucson was this year on Easter Sunday 2010. It was from the big 7.2 earthquake in Baja California Mexico, a few hundred miles away. Not long after that there was a big earthquake in China. And then a few days ago there was a mysterious fireball seen shooting through the sky throughout parts of the upper Midwest. [Edit: oh yeah, and there was also a tsunami in Peru, triggered by a giant glacier breaking apart and causing a 70 foot tidal wave.]
And now we have the volcanic eruptions in Iceland, the likes of which haven't been seen in over a hundred years, and may continue for months, perhaps even triggering further eruptions from other volcanoes on the island. The thick plumes of gray volcanic ash has blanketed much of the sky in parts of Iceland, and has made its way all the way to the British Isles and the European mainland. Due to poor visibility caused by the volcanic ash, most air traffic has been grounded in western and northern Europe, and the airlines are losing millions of dollars a day because of it.
I wonder what will happen next. Perhaps we'll see a few volcanic eruptions here in America. Been surfing various prophecy sites, and did you know that Edgar Cayce has made predictions about these recent events in Iceland? Well, supposedly he has.
Apparently earthquakes can trigger not only Tsunamis, but also volcanic eruptions, and likewise, volcanic eruptions can trigger earthquakes and tsunamis, even thousands of miles away from their original source. I guess it's like a domino effect, but on a global scale, where everyone is effected and nobody is completely safe.
And if Cayce is correct, the volcanic eruptions in Iceland will lead to further volcanic eruptions around the world, which in turn could trigger a major earthquake in California, the highly anticipated "big one", destroying much of the pacific coast, reducing San Francisco and Los Angeles to a pile of rubble.
2012 is coming up fast. Everybody now has heard about the Mayan prophecies concerning 2012. It's mainstream now. Not that it matters a whole lot, but I'm proud to say that I was an early bird. I've known about it since my early teens. As a kid I read a lot of stuff about prophecies, psychic phenomenon, ESP, remote viewing, and paranormal activities.
Don't read too much about it anymore, except a little bit online, but I've always been interested in that stuff as long as I can remember, going way back to early childhood. Even when I was like ten or eleven, I remember looking through my dad's collection of the Time Life Book series: Mysteries of the Unknown.
But anyways, this 2012 business is nothing new to me. Known about it for almost twenty years now, back when very few did. Now with the help of Hollywood everybody knows. Maybe they don't quite understand it, but I think everybody can sense that something is up. That our world is headed for some major changes, changes that are going to affect every single person on this planet. Things are getting a bit crazy. Natural disasters are becoming more frequent. The effects of climate change are becoming more apparent everyday. The global economy is teetering on the brink of collapse, where not just one country is affected, but all countries.
Personally I think there is truth to the 2012 predictions made by the Mayans, the Hopi, Nostrodomus, Edgar Cayce. I don't think it's going to be the end of the world, but is the end of the world that we once knew, and a new beginning of something else, yes a new age. It's already started. Whatever these changes are that are affecting our planet, aside from man-made causes, there are cosmic forces emanating from outer space, that are affecting our planets gravitational field, along with the gravitational fields of all the celestial bodies within our solar system.
This is not science fiction. It's pure science fact. Cosmic energies do affect our planet. A change in the earth's gravitational field can alter the weather patterns, the ocean currents, reshaping ecosystems, turning deserts into tropical forests and tropical forests into frozen tundra, basically triggering an entire host of earth changes and cataclysmic events. Anything goes. A new world, a new planet, for a new age.
I don't know about you, but if you live on the coast, or anywhere in a flood zone, I suggest you plan on relocating, and head for higher ground, like soon. Just in case. To be prepared. Because when the shit hits the fan, you may not be able to evacuate in time, and may get swept away in the rising tide, or swallowed up by the crumbling earth.
Saturday, April 17, 2010
New Computer: First Impressions
My netbook arrived Friday evening, a day later than expected. And what do I think of it so far? Well, I’ve only had a couple hours with it, but my first impressions are mostly positive. It’s fast. It’s silent. It does everything I need it to do flawlessly, even better than my seven year old $1500 laptop did, but at a tiny fraction of the cost.
So I pretty much love everything about it, except for its screen size.
Now I knew going into this that it would be small. That was the whole point. The whole objective being portability and long battery life, without sacrificing too much in the way of overall comfort and performance.
I'm kind of thinking that I may have to be moving soon, perhaps rather abruptly. And I know I've been mentioning that on and off for the last couple of years now, but the possibility of moving, of actually be forced to move, are looming closer and closer every week that goes by. There is actually a very strong possibility that I may be moving in with my aunt for awhile, because the housing situation I'm in right now has become very precarious, not just for me, but for all parties involved. It's really bad.
Anyways, my whole objective is to pare down my belongings. To get rid of most of my stuff. To travel light. And since I wish to stay connected to the internet and continue blogging, no matter what my housing situation may be, I thought a netbook was the best route to go.
Now I've had no previous experience with netbooks before. This is my first, and will certainly not be my last. But after just a couple of hours, I can see that ten inches is just a tad bit too small for my needs, as I've noticed a bit of eyestrain from it. So next time around I think I'll probably go for a slightly larger size screen, perhaps a 12 or 13 inch model.
Though despite its small screen, I have no problems viewing pages with it, everything is clear and vibrant, and the screen resolution is pretty good too, but my main complaint so far is the eyestrain factor. That's really the last thing I need, but I'm hoping it passes, and is just a temporary adjustment, because otherwise it will just mean spending less time on it.
Other then that, I have very few complaints. The only other problem I noticed right off the bat is that the built in touch-pad sucks, as does the built in web camera. Now, I'm a healthy, youthful looking, and fairly attractive person, but let me tell you, its built in 1.3mp web camera makes me look like I've gotten hit with the ugly stick. So I doubt I'll be making my web camera video debut in blog land anytime soon.
Anyways, I haven't tested out the battery yet, but I'll probably test it out quite a bit this weekend. And tomorrow, or rather later today, being that it's after midnight already, I'll probably compose a more thought provoking post, quite possibly even a poetic post, while sitting outdoors listening to the birds and blogging from my new netbook.
So I pretty much love everything about it, except for its screen size.
Now I knew going into this that it would be small. That was the whole point. The whole objective being portability and long battery life, without sacrificing too much in the way of overall comfort and performance.
I'm kind of thinking that I may have to be moving soon, perhaps rather abruptly. And I know I've been mentioning that on and off for the last couple of years now, but the possibility of moving, of actually be forced to move, are looming closer and closer every week that goes by. There is actually a very strong possibility that I may be moving in with my aunt for awhile, because the housing situation I'm in right now has become very precarious, not just for me, but for all parties involved. It's really bad.
Anyways, my whole objective is to pare down my belongings. To get rid of most of my stuff. To travel light. And since I wish to stay connected to the internet and continue blogging, no matter what my housing situation may be, I thought a netbook was the best route to go.
Now I've had no previous experience with netbooks before. This is my first, and will certainly not be my last. But after just a couple of hours, I can see that ten inches is just a tad bit too small for my needs, as I've noticed a bit of eyestrain from it. So next time around I think I'll probably go for a slightly larger size screen, perhaps a 12 or 13 inch model.
Though despite its small screen, I have no problems viewing pages with it, everything is clear and vibrant, and the screen resolution is pretty good too, but my main complaint so far is the eyestrain factor. That's really the last thing I need, but I'm hoping it passes, and is just a temporary adjustment, because otherwise it will just mean spending less time on it.
Other then that, I have very few complaints. The only other problem I noticed right off the bat is that the built in touch-pad sucks, as does the built in web camera. Now, I'm a healthy, youthful looking, and fairly attractive person, but let me tell you, its built in 1.3mp web camera makes me look like I've gotten hit with the ugly stick. So I doubt I'll be making my web camera video debut in blog land anytime soon.
Anyways, I haven't tested out the battery yet, but I'll probably test it out quite a bit this weekend. And tomorrow, or rather later today, being that it's after midnight already, I'll probably compose a more thought provoking post, quite possibly even a poetic post, while sitting outdoors listening to the birds and blogging from my new netbook.
Monday, April 12, 2010
A Brief Intermission
Due to technical difficulties, this blog will be taking a brief intermission, but if all goes well, posting should resume some time later this week, probably no later then Friday.
The problem is my laptop. My current laptop is over seven years old now. It's survived a couple of operating system crashes, but has had no hardware failures whatsoever, at least up until now. So relatively speaking, it's held up pretty well over the years, considering that its logged thousands of hours of run time. Yeah, 30 hours a week at least, 52 weeks a year times seven (and that's a very conservative estimate), especially when I was playing a lot of poker, and that's even when I was working full-time away from my computer. I've spent way too much time on the computer I know, but that's the reality of it.
So I got seven years for $1500 bucks. Not too bad, works out to a little over $200 a year. I spent a little extra for a better graphics card, which at the time was cutting edge, now it's cutting nothing. But I don't play games anymore, other then poker, so I don't really care about the graphics card, as long as I can still stream videos and edit photos, a basic card is all I need.
By far the major annoyance I have with my laptop is how noisy it has become. The fan runs practically non-stop, and it really gets on my nerves, interferes with my concentration, and disturbs my peace of mind. The battery is practically shot, and on top of that, lately it's been freezing up on a daily basis, task manager freezes, everything freezes, where I've been having to do hard shut downs practically everyday. It's been quite the annoyance to say the least.
I've done just about all that I could do. Virus scan. Spyware scan. Registry cleaner. Defrag. Check Disk. Repair install. Even tried installing the linux based open source operating system Ubuntu, but it was a no go.
I think its probably bad RAM or possibly the hard drive may be on the brink of failing. And if I were willing to invest some money into it, maybe I could fix the problem with more RAM, new hard-drive, and a thorough cleaning. But I think I just would rather have a new computer. Yes, I must have a new computer, or my blogging days are over.
I really can't afford it. In fact, the money literally is not there, not unless I plan on going on a hunger strike for the rest of the spring season. But fortunately I managed to work out a deal, that didn't cost me my body, my soul, or my dignity, a payment plan option so to speak, without interest, and so will be expecting my new netbook some time later this week.
It'll be nice to have a quiet computer for a change, and one with a long lasting six to eight hour battery. The smaller screen will take some getting used to, but I think everything will work out well. I look forward to blogging outdoors again. And before it gets too horrifically hot here, will probably go on a few field trips to scout out scenic outdoor WIFI hot spots to blog from, which I'll probably document on the other blog. And if I can overcome my camera shyness, maybe I'll post a video with its built in web camera, about my adventurous escapades on the road, while actually on the road. Maybe, maybe not, probably not, but you never know.
So unless I can get onto my housemates computer during the wee hours of the night when they are sleeping, which I very well may, especially after a couple beers, blog posting and overall web surfing will probably be rather light or non-existent, at least until I get my new computer sometime later this week.
The problem is my laptop. My current laptop is over seven years old now. It's survived a couple of operating system crashes, but has had no hardware failures whatsoever, at least up until now. So relatively speaking, it's held up pretty well over the years, considering that its logged thousands of hours of run time. Yeah, 30 hours a week at least, 52 weeks a year times seven (and that's a very conservative estimate), especially when I was playing a lot of poker, and that's even when I was working full-time away from my computer. I've spent way too much time on the computer I know, but that's the reality of it.
So I got seven years for $1500 bucks. Not too bad, works out to a little over $200 a year. I spent a little extra for a better graphics card, which at the time was cutting edge, now it's cutting nothing. But I don't play games anymore, other then poker, so I don't really care about the graphics card, as long as I can still stream videos and edit photos, a basic card is all I need.
By far the major annoyance I have with my laptop is how noisy it has become. The fan runs practically non-stop, and it really gets on my nerves, interferes with my concentration, and disturbs my peace of mind. The battery is practically shot, and on top of that, lately it's been freezing up on a daily basis, task manager freezes, everything freezes, where I've been having to do hard shut downs practically everyday. It's been quite the annoyance to say the least.
I've done just about all that I could do. Virus scan. Spyware scan. Registry cleaner. Defrag. Check Disk. Repair install. Even tried installing the linux based open source operating system Ubuntu, but it was a no go.
I think its probably bad RAM or possibly the hard drive may be on the brink of failing. And if I were willing to invest some money into it, maybe I could fix the problem with more RAM, new hard-drive, and a thorough cleaning. But I think I just would rather have a new computer. Yes, I must have a new computer, or my blogging days are over.
I really can't afford it. In fact, the money literally is not there, not unless I plan on going on a hunger strike for the rest of the spring season. But fortunately I managed to work out a deal, that didn't cost me my body, my soul, or my dignity, a payment plan option so to speak, without interest, and so will be expecting my new netbook some time later this week.
It'll be nice to have a quiet computer for a change, and one with a long lasting six to eight hour battery. The smaller screen will take some getting used to, but I think everything will work out well. I look forward to blogging outdoors again. And before it gets too horrifically hot here, will probably go on a few field trips to scout out scenic outdoor WIFI hot spots to blog from, which I'll probably document on the other blog. And if I can overcome my camera shyness, maybe I'll post a video with its built in web camera, about my adventurous escapades on the road, while actually on the road. Maybe, maybe not, probably not, but you never know.
So unless I can get onto my housemates computer during the wee hours of the night when they are sleeping, which I very well may, especially after a couple beers, blog posting and overall web surfing will probably be rather light or non-existent, at least until I get my new computer sometime later this week.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
On Reading Walden, 15 Years Later
So I finished reading Walden yesterday. It was my second reading of it in over 15 years, the first was in a high school English class. Though I'm kind of thinking I may have skipped over parts of it the first time around, which I was inclined to do this time, but forced myself through it anyways. Which should give you some idea of my opinion of it.
Though I did appreciate its overall sentiment, which matches my own thinking and lifestyle aspirations for the most part, that of living close to nature, simply and frugally, and the love of reading and devotion to self-education and lifelong learning, and the message of self-reliance, individualism, and independent thinking. So there were a few worthwhile gems in this, but overall was bored throughout most of the book, particularly with all the tedious descriptions of the land, farming, building, animals, and economics.
I do love nature, being in nature, observing nature, but nature writing doesn't really do it for me. I'm more of a philosophical bent. I like being in nature primarily for its calming effect, which helps me think more clearly, and is thus inspirational in this sense.
I guess some people maybe can feel calm amongst the hustle and bustle of big city living, with all its noise and traffic and pollution, but to me I find it extremely distracting and stressful. So I much prefer the peace and quiet and calmness of the country. But only for its calming and inspirational effect, to stimulate higher thinking, as my thinking is always on higher things, big ideas, metaphysics, philosophical inquiry. And this is for sure an area where there is no doubt about my personality type being INTJ.
My temperament is naturally very philosophical, always has been always will be, and so it is in this sense where philosophy literally means the love of wisdom, that I consider myself to be a philosopher. And I think Henry David Thoreau was too, and I certainly felt some resonance between our characters, but although the book was okay, though somewhat dated, it just doesn't stand out to me as being one of the great books. It's a good book for what it is, but I think we really need a modern Thoreau, a new Walden for the new age, because the world has changed quite a bit since the mid 19th Century.
One of my favorite quotes from the book, which was also my high school's motto, and one of Henry David Thoreau's most famous quotes of all:
"If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away."
Henry David Thoreau
This is a great individualist motto. It means to be true to yourself. To have the courage to follow a different course, to go your own way, to follow your heart, even if may be an unpopular choice, where you may face much opposition, loss of status, or hardship.
I'm totally an individualist, and iconoclastic nonconformist. There is not a shred of herd mentality in me at all. I despise the sheep, the person without any backbone, without any independent will of their own, who just goes along to get along, the blind believer who doesn't think for themselves, who just follows the crowd, who lives not the life of their own choosing, but the life that is chosen for them, that they are expected to live, even when it makes them profoundly unhappy. I despise that. I despise anyone who chooses conformity for conformity's sake alone. Who chooses not because it's the right decision, but only because it's a popular decision to make.
I go my own way, even if it means going entirely alone. I would rather stand alone, poor and unpopular, then to compromise my principles and stop being true to myself. This is probably why I don't make a very good employee. Why I'm more suited for self-employment. Though I can appear to be a good employee, have always gotten excellent job reviews, but it requires acting. Every job I've had has required acting. Otherwise I wouldn't have lasted more than a day, because a slave I am not.
This doesn't mean that I don't care about the common good and welfare of others, or that I only care about myself, or that I'm not willing to make sacrifice's for the greater good. Not at all. I will go along with the majority or an authority of any kind, if and only if I truly agree with them. Otherwise if the majority or authority is wrong, if need be, I will stand alone in my opposition to it, and will never go along with the crowd, if it means sacrificing the greater ideals of truth and justice.
Though I did appreciate its overall sentiment, which matches my own thinking and lifestyle aspirations for the most part, that of living close to nature, simply and frugally, and the love of reading and devotion to self-education and lifelong learning, and the message of self-reliance, individualism, and independent thinking. So there were a few worthwhile gems in this, but overall was bored throughout most of the book, particularly with all the tedious descriptions of the land, farming, building, animals, and economics.
I do love nature, being in nature, observing nature, but nature writing doesn't really do it for me. I'm more of a philosophical bent. I like being in nature primarily for its calming effect, which helps me think more clearly, and is thus inspirational in this sense.
I guess some people maybe can feel calm amongst the hustle and bustle of big city living, with all its noise and traffic and pollution, but to me I find it extremely distracting and stressful. So I much prefer the peace and quiet and calmness of the country. But only for its calming and inspirational effect, to stimulate higher thinking, as my thinking is always on higher things, big ideas, metaphysics, philosophical inquiry. And this is for sure an area where there is no doubt about my personality type being INTJ.
My temperament is naturally very philosophical, always has been always will be, and so it is in this sense where philosophy literally means the love of wisdom, that I consider myself to be a philosopher. And I think Henry David Thoreau was too, and I certainly felt some resonance between our characters, but although the book was okay, though somewhat dated, it just doesn't stand out to me as being one of the great books. It's a good book for what it is, but I think we really need a modern Thoreau, a new Walden for the new age, because the world has changed quite a bit since the mid 19th Century.
One of my favorite quotes from the book, which was also my high school's motto, and one of Henry David Thoreau's most famous quotes of all:
"If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away."
Henry David Thoreau
This is a great individualist motto. It means to be true to yourself. To have the courage to follow a different course, to go your own way, to follow your heart, even if may be an unpopular choice, where you may face much opposition, loss of status, or hardship.
I'm totally an individualist, and iconoclastic nonconformist. There is not a shred of herd mentality in me at all. I despise the sheep, the person without any backbone, without any independent will of their own, who just goes along to get along, the blind believer who doesn't think for themselves, who just follows the crowd, who lives not the life of their own choosing, but the life that is chosen for them, that they are expected to live, even when it makes them profoundly unhappy. I despise that. I despise anyone who chooses conformity for conformity's sake alone. Who chooses not because it's the right decision, but only because it's a popular decision to make.
I go my own way, even if it means going entirely alone. I would rather stand alone, poor and unpopular, then to compromise my principles and stop being true to myself. This is probably why I don't make a very good employee. Why I'm more suited for self-employment. Though I can appear to be a good employee, have always gotten excellent job reviews, but it requires acting. Every job I've had has required acting. Otherwise I wouldn't have lasted more than a day, because a slave I am not.
This doesn't mean that I don't care about the common good and welfare of others, or that I only care about myself, or that I'm not willing to make sacrifice's for the greater good. Not at all. I will go along with the majority or an authority of any kind, if and only if I truly agree with them. Otherwise if the majority or authority is wrong, if need be, I will stand alone in my opposition to it, and will never go along with the crowd, if it means sacrificing the greater ideals of truth and justice.
Thursday, April 08, 2010
Dreaming for Spiritual Growth and Psychic Development
I haven't been keeping track of my dreams lately, that is, I've been making no conscious attempt to remember them, or to record whatever I do remember upon waking.
I used to be very fascinated by dreams, and I guess I still am, but just haven't been too focused on them lately. I've read quite a few books on the subject, of dream interpretation, lucid dreaming, astral travel, etc. And for awhile, I diligently kept a dream diary, writing down everything I could recall, even if it was only a fragment.
The more you make the attempt to remember your dreams, and write down what you remember, the more you will remember. This is a fact. The process of writing them down, or alternately dictating your memory of the dream into a voice recorder, greatly facilitates recall.
It also over time deeply facilitates the increasing depth of your dreaming experience. Your dreams will become more vivid, more powerful, and more realistic. You may experience, or least I did when I was deeply immersed in the subject, that you'll likely have teaching dreams, revelatory dreams, life changing dreams, dreams that reveal something very important to you, that significantly alters your life experience upon waking.
Perhaps the fact that I have been tuning out my dreams, and drinking daily, may explain why my life has been feeling rather flat and uneventful lately. Like I've been experiencing a sort of spiritual poverty, a gradual loss of clear psychic vision, intuition, and foresight. That perhaps the awareness of my dreams, and the deep connection I once had with them, provided the necessary fuel I needed, to maintain that deepened awareness upon waking. And that the gradual loss of this awareness, has contributed to a diminished psychic awareness. Which translates on a physical level to the calcification of the pineal gland, the gland associated with the third eye of psychic insight.
This is just a blog, to which I put very little effort into. I write most of this stuff off the top of my head. It's all rough draft, this included. It is a diary, that is how diaries are written. I am not in the mood to write out a lengthy well researched essay on the subject of dreaming. As I'm already feeling drained, and doing so for this blog that very few actually read, would pretty much wipe me out, for what? Nothing. Maybe it would be beneficial, maybe it wouldn't. But if I were to write such a thing, it would better to post it elsewhere, and just post a link to it.
But anyways, for now, I'm just going to say, that when you are asleep and dreaming, your consciousness is still active.
Your body may be asleep but your mind is on a journey, and you can either be consciously aware and in control throughout that journey, or you can sleepwalk through that journey, having very little awareness of what's happening, and no control over your responses to what's happening. Like an automaton, or marionette doll, or where you are like a character in a movie, but instead of taking control of the role you are playing, and knowing that it is just a role and that it is entirely your choice whether to play it. Instead it's like you're watching yourself on TV as a passive observer while your acting, simultaneously the observer and the observed, and not fully aware of what's happening. Neither here, nor there, not quite sure where you are, but in a dream, of which you've relinquished all control over.
That's the typical type of dream, a sleepwalking dream, a dream where your consciousness is not fully under your control, but where you are the one who is under control, similar to being hypnotized or drugged.
Whereas the other option you have is to train yourself to become consciously aware of what's happening while your dreaming, and to take control of how you choose to respond to what's happening. Doing so may significantly change the entire course of that dream, and perhaps even change the entire course of your life.
You see, consciousness is all that we have that gives meaning to our experience. Without consciousness what would we be?
We all are born with a rudimentary level of consciousness, but the quality of your consciousness is dependent on how well you develop your ability to pay attention, your awareness of self and surroundings, being more deeply aware of what your thinking, what you are feeling, what you are doing, and what is happening all around you. Paying attention.
Attention doesn't end when you go to sleep. Sleep is essential to your health. It is when you recharge your batteries. When your body rests and gets the recuperation it needs to maintain health. There is a period of sleep when your mind rests too, it is a deep dreamless state called delta.
But when you are dreaming, though your body sleeps, your mind is not asleep. It may not be consciously aware, but it is in fact still awake, however subtly, but it just may not be paying attention. This doesn't have to be the case. To pay attention or not is a choice, that is dependent on you and you alone. That is the point, the objective of lucid dreaming, to train your mind, to focus your attention, your concentration and awareness, to remain mindfully present, consciously aware in wakefulness, as well as in sleep, while dreaming.
Improving your memory and attention and awareness of your dreams, will carry over to your waking consciousness.
So, better get to it. I speak to myself, just as much as I speak to you, the privileged few who read this. It's always the few who are privileged anyways. Right? Not just concerning money, or prosperity. But also knowledge. Freedom. Enlightenment. The few. It is only the few who seek. It is only the few who are awake, or who seek to be awake. While the masses continue to sleep blissfully unaware of their ignorance. Perhaps this has always been the case, and will always be the case? Hell if I know.
So what will it be? The red pill, or the blue? To be awake, or to be asleep? To be aware, or retardare?
Just remember though, this awareness must carry over into sleep, otherwise your only half aware, and still half asleep.
I used to be very fascinated by dreams, and I guess I still am, but just haven't been too focused on them lately. I've read quite a few books on the subject, of dream interpretation, lucid dreaming, astral travel, etc. And for awhile, I diligently kept a dream diary, writing down everything I could recall, even if it was only a fragment.
The more you make the attempt to remember your dreams, and write down what you remember, the more you will remember. This is a fact. The process of writing them down, or alternately dictating your memory of the dream into a voice recorder, greatly facilitates recall.
It also over time deeply facilitates the increasing depth of your dreaming experience. Your dreams will become more vivid, more powerful, and more realistic. You may experience, or least I did when I was deeply immersed in the subject, that you'll likely have teaching dreams, revelatory dreams, life changing dreams, dreams that reveal something very important to you, that significantly alters your life experience upon waking.
Perhaps the fact that I have been tuning out my dreams, and drinking daily, may explain why my life has been feeling rather flat and uneventful lately. Like I've been experiencing a sort of spiritual poverty, a gradual loss of clear psychic vision, intuition, and foresight. That perhaps the awareness of my dreams, and the deep connection I once had with them, provided the necessary fuel I needed, to maintain that deepened awareness upon waking. And that the gradual loss of this awareness, has contributed to a diminished psychic awareness. Which translates on a physical level to the calcification of the pineal gland, the gland associated with the third eye of psychic insight.
This is just a blog, to which I put very little effort into. I write most of this stuff off the top of my head. It's all rough draft, this included. It is a diary, that is how diaries are written. I am not in the mood to write out a lengthy well researched essay on the subject of dreaming. As I'm already feeling drained, and doing so for this blog that very few actually read, would pretty much wipe me out, for what? Nothing. Maybe it would be beneficial, maybe it wouldn't. But if I were to write such a thing, it would better to post it elsewhere, and just post a link to it.
But anyways, for now, I'm just going to say, that when you are asleep and dreaming, your consciousness is still active.
Your body may be asleep but your mind is on a journey, and you can either be consciously aware and in control throughout that journey, or you can sleepwalk through that journey, having very little awareness of what's happening, and no control over your responses to what's happening. Like an automaton, or marionette doll, or where you are like a character in a movie, but instead of taking control of the role you are playing, and knowing that it is just a role and that it is entirely your choice whether to play it. Instead it's like you're watching yourself on TV as a passive observer while your acting, simultaneously the observer and the observed, and not fully aware of what's happening. Neither here, nor there, not quite sure where you are, but in a dream, of which you've relinquished all control over.
That's the typical type of dream, a sleepwalking dream, a dream where your consciousness is not fully under your control, but where you are the one who is under control, similar to being hypnotized or drugged.
Whereas the other option you have is to train yourself to become consciously aware of what's happening while your dreaming, and to take control of how you choose to respond to what's happening. Doing so may significantly change the entire course of that dream, and perhaps even change the entire course of your life.
You see, consciousness is all that we have that gives meaning to our experience. Without consciousness what would we be?
We all are born with a rudimentary level of consciousness, but the quality of your consciousness is dependent on how well you develop your ability to pay attention, your awareness of self and surroundings, being more deeply aware of what your thinking, what you are feeling, what you are doing, and what is happening all around you. Paying attention.
Attention doesn't end when you go to sleep. Sleep is essential to your health. It is when you recharge your batteries. When your body rests and gets the recuperation it needs to maintain health. There is a period of sleep when your mind rests too, it is a deep dreamless state called delta.
But when you are dreaming, though your body sleeps, your mind is not asleep. It may not be consciously aware, but it is in fact still awake, however subtly, but it just may not be paying attention. This doesn't have to be the case. To pay attention or not is a choice, that is dependent on you and you alone. That is the point, the objective of lucid dreaming, to train your mind, to focus your attention, your concentration and awareness, to remain mindfully present, consciously aware in wakefulness, as well as in sleep, while dreaming.
Improving your memory and attention and awareness of your dreams, will carry over to your waking consciousness.
So, better get to it. I speak to myself, just as much as I speak to you, the privileged few who read this. It's always the few who are privileged anyways. Right? Not just concerning money, or prosperity. But also knowledge. Freedom. Enlightenment. The few. It is only the few who seek. It is only the few who are awake, or who seek to be awake. While the masses continue to sleep blissfully unaware of their ignorance. Perhaps this has always been the case, and will always be the case? Hell if I know.
So what will it be? The red pill, or the blue? To be awake, or to be asleep? To be aware, or retardare?
Just remember though, this awareness must carry over into sleep, otherwise your only half aware, and still half asleep.
Monday, April 05, 2010
Personality Types and Climate Preference
I love blue sky and sunshine. It's why I moved to Arizona. But what is it that I like so much about blue sky and sunshine?
First of all, I love beauty, aesthetics, and art. I'm not really an artist, per se, but I love the arts. And to me, some of the most beautiful art is found in nature. So I love blue sky and sunshine primarily because it illuminates, invigorates, and enhances the landscape, making everything seem much more vibrant, colorful, beautiful, and alive. But when the sky is gray, it casts a gray shadow over the world, making everything darker, duller, and more dismal, like a dreary concrete.
I'm originally from one of the coldest and cloudiest states in America, where I lived for the first 22 years of my life. And I left because I noticed a connection between my mood, being mildly depressed, and the long periods of dark overcast skies. Seasonal Affective Disorder is what I self-diagnosed myself as. Because just as soon as the clouds parted and the warmer weather returned, I noticed a marked improvement in my mood. The happiest I ever felt in my home state was during the summer time, when it was the sunniest. July was my favorite month. 80 degree weather. Wearing shorts and sandals and sunglasses and hanging out at the beach. Or hiking up north and canoeing at any of the state parks. Summer time was my time, my prime time, my favorite time of year.
Of course all the seasons have their special gifts. It's not that I hated winter. Snow can be fun. But just that I noticed that my mood was adversely effected by cloudy overcast skies, and that I feel the happiest and at my best when the skies are clear and the sunshine is abundant.
The only time I disliked warm weather and sunshine, was when I went through a sort of dark period of my life. Around the age of 14, I was feeling really depressed and alienated, and uncomfortable with my body and appearance. Wrote a lot of dark depressing poetry. Stayed indoors most of the time. And because of my self-consciousness, poor body image, and low self-esteem, I kept my body covered up, wore black most of the time, and disliked the warm and sunny days of summer.
I snapped out of it, but the point is, that when I had low esteem and felt depressed for a reason other then seasonal affective disorder, it was the only time in my life that I disliked sunshine.
Everyone I've encountered so far, who expressed a dislike for blue sky and sunshine, were all sort of dark, depressed, and neurotic people.
I was just curious about how accurate this observation may be.
What kind of person hates blue sky and sunshine? What personality types are more likely to share this preference?
I know this is just my point of view, but because I consider blue sky and sunshine to be so profoundly positive, beautiful, sublime, life affirming, and uplifting, anyone who rejects that seems a bit disturbed to me. It's like someone who hates flowers or songbirds. Or who prefers pain over pleasure, war over peace, ugliness over beauty, falsehood over truth. It's like completely upside down. What do you think?
It would be really interesting to compile a psychological profile, perhaps through an online survey, comparing the two preferences, to see if there are any other shared personality characteristics or mental health issues associated with either preference.
Some things to study in the survey: Could there be a common thread in the preference for sunshine or cloudiness, based on personality type, astrological sign, ethnicity/race, religious/ideological beliefs, relationship status, diet, physical fitness, happiness quotient/quality of life, or mental health issues?
First of all, I love beauty, aesthetics, and art. I'm not really an artist, per se, but I love the arts. And to me, some of the most beautiful art is found in nature. So I love blue sky and sunshine primarily because it illuminates, invigorates, and enhances the landscape, making everything seem much more vibrant, colorful, beautiful, and alive. But when the sky is gray, it casts a gray shadow over the world, making everything darker, duller, and more dismal, like a dreary concrete.
I'm originally from one of the coldest and cloudiest states in America, where I lived for the first 22 years of my life. And I left because I noticed a connection between my mood, being mildly depressed, and the long periods of dark overcast skies. Seasonal Affective Disorder is what I self-diagnosed myself as. Because just as soon as the clouds parted and the warmer weather returned, I noticed a marked improvement in my mood. The happiest I ever felt in my home state was during the summer time, when it was the sunniest. July was my favorite month. 80 degree weather. Wearing shorts and sandals and sunglasses and hanging out at the beach. Or hiking up north and canoeing at any of the state parks. Summer time was my time, my prime time, my favorite time of year.
Of course all the seasons have their special gifts. It's not that I hated winter. Snow can be fun. But just that I noticed that my mood was adversely effected by cloudy overcast skies, and that I feel the happiest and at my best when the skies are clear and the sunshine is abundant.
The only time I disliked warm weather and sunshine, was when I went through a sort of dark period of my life. Around the age of 14, I was feeling really depressed and alienated, and uncomfortable with my body and appearance. Wrote a lot of dark depressing poetry. Stayed indoors most of the time. And because of my self-consciousness, poor body image, and low self-esteem, I kept my body covered up, wore black most of the time, and disliked the warm and sunny days of summer.
I snapped out of it, but the point is, that when I had low esteem and felt depressed for a reason other then seasonal affective disorder, it was the only time in my life that I disliked sunshine.
Everyone I've encountered so far, who expressed a dislike for blue sky and sunshine, were all sort of dark, depressed, and neurotic people.
I was just curious about how accurate this observation may be.
What kind of person hates blue sky and sunshine? What personality types are more likely to share this preference?
I know this is just my point of view, but because I consider blue sky and sunshine to be so profoundly positive, beautiful, sublime, life affirming, and uplifting, anyone who rejects that seems a bit disturbed to me. It's like someone who hates flowers or songbirds. Or who prefers pain over pleasure, war over peace, ugliness over beauty, falsehood over truth. It's like completely upside down. What do you think?
It would be really interesting to compile a psychological profile, perhaps through an online survey, comparing the two preferences, to see if there are any other shared personality characteristics or mental health issues associated with either preference.
Some things to study in the survey: Could there be a common thread in the preference for sunshine or cloudiness, based on personality type, astrological sign, ethnicity/race, religious/ideological beliefs, relationship status, diet, physical fitness, happiness quotient/quality of life, or mental health issues?
Sunday, April 04, 2010
Easter - The Goddess of Spring
Update: 4:00 PM. About twenty minutes ago I felt the tremors here in Tucson from the 7.2 earthquake in Baja California, Mexico. The house shook slightly, the lamps swayed, and my cat is acting really strange.
So it's Easter today, and though this day has no religious significance to me, I will join in the celebration of this beautiful springtime season. It's very interesting what I discovered in my previous post, about how the word Easter, is actually derived from Eastre, or Ostara, the Goddess of Spring. Yeah, it's true, Easter is actually a pre-Christian pagan holy day, going back thousands of years before the birth and death of Christ.
I removed my post about Good Friday, because after rereading it, I didn't care for the disrespectful spirit it was written in. Even though organized religion may not be for me, I have no right to belittle or speak badly of any of my family members, just because I do not share their beliefs. I may not have directly insulted anyone in my family in that post, but had they read what I wrote, I'm sure they would have been angry about it and very displeased with me.
So from this point forward if I ever write about anyone else, I will never write anything that I wouldn't say directly to their face, otherwise doing so would be comparable to gossiping about them behind their back, and that is not the kind of person I want to be. And yeah, I've severed ties with most of my family, so what, case closed, there is nothing more I need to say about that, and even if there were, this is not the place to do it.
I can say all the negative things I want to about myself here, but when it comes to writing about other people that I actually know, unless I have something good to say about them, I'm just not going to say anything at all.
I need to be much more mindful of what I write here, and perhaps lay off the beer, because my heart has not been in the right place lately.
My advice:
1. Always speak and write from the heart.
2. Always say what you mean, and mean what you say.
3. And never say anything about another person, that you wouldn't say to their face.
Truth is like a clear white light. Falsehood is cloudy, dark, and malignant. Pretension, insincerity, writing, speaking, or acting in a forced way, against yourself, against your nature, are all streams of falsehood. Falsehood distorts the truth, is intentionally confusing, is difficult to understand, particularly when falsehood tries to masquerade as the truth, it obfuscates the truth.
I can tell in a glance which of my blog posts were written from the heart and which one's weren't. And it pains me to read the one's that weren't. A good purge may be in order, here, and at the other blog.
I'm not really sure if I'll post at the other blog again. Which is quite ironic because I've been experiencing a surge of traffic there lately. I've received more unique visitors there in March than I ever had before, almost a 1000 more unique visitors than February. Which is strange considering that I only posted thrice in March, and they weren't even very spectacular posts.
Maybe that blog will come back to life again when the day arrives that I do my cross country walkabout or bicycle tour, my great John Muir inspired Thoreauvian adventure. At least once I figure out some way to blog while on the road, perhaps with cell phone and netbook, and portable solar battery charger. Maybe. In any case I'm seriously thinking about buying a netbook. Because my laptop has been feeling like a dinosaur lately. It's over seven years old now. With only 250 MB of RAM, and freezes up on a daily basis, I think I'm ready for a new one. I can't really afford it, but I may be able to work something out. I'll post a picture if I do.
So it's Easter today, and though this day has no religious significance to me, I will join in the celebration of this beautiful springtime season. It's very interesting what I discovered in my previous post, about how the word Easter, is actually derived from Eastre, or Ostara, the Goddess of Spring. Yeah, it's true, Easter is actually a pre-Christian pagan holy day, going back thousands of years before the birth and death of Christ.
I removed my post about Good Friday, because after rereading it, I didn't care for the disrespectful spirit it was written in. Even though organized religion may not be for me, I have no right to belittle or speak badly of any of my family members, just because I do not share their beliefs. I may not have directly insulted anyone in my family in that post, but had they read what I wrote, I'm sure they would have been angry about it and very displeased with me.
So from this point forward if I ever write about anyone else, I will never write anything that I wouldn't say directly to their face, otherwise doing so would be comparable to gossiping about them behind their back, and that is not the kind of person I want to be. And yeah, I've severed ties with most of my family, so what, case closed, there is nothing more I need to say about that, and even if there were, this is not the place to do it.
I can say all the negative things I want to about myself here, but when it comes to writing about other people that I actually know, unless I have something good to say about them, I'm just not going to say anything at all.
I need to be much more mindful of what I write here, and perhaps lay off the beer, because my heart has not been in the right place lately.
My advice:
1. Always speak and write from the heart.
2. Always say what you mean, and mean what you say.
3. And never say anything about another person, that you wouldn't say to their face.
Truth is like a clear white light. Falsehood is cloudy, dark, and malignant. Pretension, insincerity, writing, speaking, or acting in a forced way, against yourself, against your nature, are all streams of falsehood. Falsehood distorts the truth, is intentionally confusing, is difficult to understand, particularly when falsehood tries to masquerade as the truth, it obfuscates the truth.
I can tell in a glance which of my blog posts were written from the heart and which one's weren't. And it pains me to read the one's that weren't. A good purge may be in order, here, and at the other blog.
I'm not really sure if I'll post at the other blog again. Which is quite ironic because I've been experiencing a surge of traffic there lately. I've received more unique visitors there in March than I ever had before, almost a 1000 more unique visitors than February. Which is strange considering that I only posted thrice in March, and they weren't even very spectacular posts.
Maybe that blog will come back to life again when the day arrives that I do my cross country walkabout or bicycle tour, my great John Muir inspired Thoreauvian adventure. At least once I figure out some way to blog while on the road, perhaps with cell phone and netbook, and portable solar battery charger. Maybe. In any case I'm seriously thinking about buying a netbook. Because my laptop has been feeling like a dinosaur lately. It's over seven years old now. With only 250 MB of RAM, and freezes up on a daily basis, I think I'm ready for a new one. I can't really afford it, but I may be able to work something out. I'll post a picture if I do.
Saturday, April 03, 2010
Name Origins of the Months and Days
I'm very intrigued by the mythological origins of the months of the year and the days of the week. I've been reading this very interesting ebook I found on the subject called The Stories of the Months and Days By Reginald C. Couzens [1923].
And thought it would be useful to post a quick reference list here that I compiled from that book.
The Twelve Months of the Year Name Origins
January - Janus, the Roman god of doors and gates.
February - From Latin: februare, meaning "to make pure". Used to be the last month of year.
March - Mars, the Roman god of war. Originally the first month of the year was March, corresponding to the zodiac sign of Aries, and the Spring Equinox.
April - Venus, the goddess of beauty and love. From Latin: aperire, meaning "to open". Or possibly from Aphrilis, which is derived from Aphrodite, the Greek goddess of Love. Old English: Oster-monath or Easter-monath, because it was the month sacred to Eastre, or Ostara, the Goddess of Spring. That's where the word Easter comes from, Eastre, the goddess of spring!
May - Maia, the Roman goddess of the plains, associated with the Pleiades's, and sacrificed on May 1st.
June - Juno, the Roman Goddess of marriage.
July - Named after Julius Caesar. Was originally called Quintilis, meaning the "5th Month".
August - Named after the Roman Emperor Augustus Caesar. Originally called Sextilis, the sixth month.
September - Seventh Month
October - Eighth Month.
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November - Ninth Month.
December - Tenth Month.
Each day of the week is associated with a specific celestial body, be it the sun, the moon, or a planet.
The Seven Days of the Week Name Origins
Sunday - The Sun.
Monday - The Moon.
Tuesday - Mars. Named after Tiu, the Anglo Saxon god of war. Or Tyr, the Norse god of war. In Latin Tuesday is Dies Martis, the day of Mars, the roman god of war.
Wednesday - Mercury. Named after the Norse god Woden, or Odin. In Latin Tuesday is Dies Mercurii, the Day of Mercury.
Thursday - Jupiter. Named after the Norse God Thor, the thunderer. Latin: Dies Jovis, the day of Jupiter.
Friday - Venus. Named after Freya, the Norse Goddess of Beauty and Love. Latin: Dies Veneris, the day of Venus.
Saturday - Saturn. Old English: Saater-daeg. Latin: Dies Saturni, the god of Saturn. Was sacred to Loki, the Norse god of Fire.
And thought it would be useful to post a quick reference list here that I compiled from that book.
The Twelve Months of the Year Name Origins
January - Janus, the Roman god of doors and gates.
February - From Latin: februare, meaning "to make pure". Used to be the last month of year.
March - Mars, the Roman god of war. Originally the first month of the year was March, corresponding to the zodiac sign of Aries, and the Spring Equinox.
April - Venus, the goddess of beauty and love. From Latin: aperire, meaning "to open". Or possibly from Aphrilis, which is derived from Aphrodite, the Greek goddess of Love. Old English: Oster-monath or Easter-monath, because it was the month sacred to Eastre, or Ostara, the Goddess of Spring. That's where the word Easter comes from, Eastre, the goddess of spring!
May - Maia, the Roman goddess of the plains, associated with the Pleiades's, and sacrificed on May 1st.
June - Juno, the Roman Goddess of marriage.
July - Named after Julius Caesar. Was originally called Quintilis, meaning the "5th Month".
August - Named after the Roman Emperor Augustus Caesar. Originally called Sextilis, the sixth month.
September - Seventh Month
October - Eighth Month.
.
November - Ninth Month.
December - Tenth Month.
Each day of the week is associated with a specific celestial body, be it the sun, the moon, or a planet.
The Seven Days of the Week Name Origins
Sunday - The Sun.
Monday - The Moon.
Tuesday - Mars. Named after Tiu, the Anglo Saxon god of war. Or Tyr, the Norse god of war. In Latin Tuesday is Dies Martis, the day of Mars, the roman god of war.
Wednesday - Mercury. Named after the Norse god Woden, or Odin. In Latin Tuesday is Dies Mercurii, the Day of Mercury.
Thursday - Jupiter. Named after the Norse God Thor, the thunderer. Latin: Dies Jovis, the day of Jupiter.
Friday - Venus. Named after Freya, the Norse Goddess of Beauty and Love. Latin: Dies Veneris, the day of Venus.
Saturday - Saturn. Old English: Saater-daeg. Latin: Dies Saturni, the god of Saturn. Was sacred to Loki, the Norse god of Fire.
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