The Ego is Not Too Sharpie

It’s happening right before our eyes and it ain’t pretty. Our president has come to loggerheads with the weather. Hurricane Dorian to be specific.

Like some kind of modern day Don Quixote, our Don is locked in a twitter snit over a freaking weather map.  He, or someone in his employ, modified a weather map with a sharpie to include Alabama as being in danger from hurricane Dorian.

Screen Shot 2019-09-05 at 5.41.52 PMNote the hand-drawn sharpie extension of the hurricane’s range into Alabama. Thus birthing a new Twitter trend #SharpieGate and endless humorous attacks on the president’s manipulation of reality.

Call me Trump-fixated in this ongoing series of Meditations On Trump that will be book one day, but as a political film satirist of 25 years in my other life with PBS creds, I could not resist making a Sharpiegate meme myself. This electric-doodle of mine mocks his idea to nuke Hurricane Dorian. What Colbert said in his monologue on the topic would be like creating a radioactive hurricane, a “Chernobyl on jet skis.”

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Backtracking, #Sharpiegate was born of Trump’s pathetic and ridiculously predictable response to heavy criticism he took for tweeting this gem:

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Then twenty minutes later NWS (National Weather Service) Birmingham tweeted:

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None of this had to happen. It’s a tar baby birtherd from Trump’s super-sized ego that makes him utterly incapable of admitting he is wrong about anything. Anything, including climate change and the weather in general.

Now, many in the media are saying #Sharpiegate is a sign decline of our president and that we need to use the 25th amendment to take him down as being mentally unfit for office. But I was in DC to wish him well, despite all my misgivings, at his inauguration with my love Elizabeth and…

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.. the day after the inauguration the crowds at Women’s March the next day far exceeded his. This drove Trump’s ego into a fury. Trump then famously started his term’s first press conference directing the obsequious Sean Spicer to deny reality, angrily claiming Trump’s was the biggest inauguration crowd in history. This despite photographs to the contrary. Sadly, the #SharpieGate thing is sadly nothing new.

So what’s at the root of all Trump’s persistent denial of reality? Three letters.

E-G-O

Yep. Trump is suffering from an outsized out of control “YUGE” ego.

Meditation teaches us the ego is like an elephant that will sit on your house unless you put it on a starvation diet. Only the soul must steer us on the river of life, because only the soul can see life objectively. And when you mediate you make the ego, sometimes called the monkey mind, take a backseat to your soul.

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Image from ThriveGlobal.com

So while the world marvels and worries in terror about a Trump losing his grasp on reality, relax and realize it’s all fear based reporting out there. The media, as always, just wants to sell you anti-depressants and booze.

Gaia, the universe, God, whatever you want to call it is simply using Trump to teach us how petty and downright stupid the ego is. It’s a valuable lesson for an American society that fosters beating out your fellow man to have more material possessions and dominion over other people.

My advice? Forget Trump and go within to manage your own ego. Here’s some great mediation music to do it with. Aho.

 

WTF? – What’s Trump For?

If you’re new to the blog you know I’ve been given the monumental task of holding a space for love in the collective consciousness for, of all people, one Donald J. Trump. I was assigned this odd challenge, a nearly impossible task for an independent voter like me, by an intergalactic spirit guide named OHOM; short for Open Heart Open Mind.

Loving Trump and his equally off key followers is a lesson OHOM tells me is needed for the planet and my own mastery.  I can hear my Irish grandmother, warning from the afterlife, “See, Kenny. I told you not to talk to ghosts!” To which I reply back, “But aren’t you ghost now Grandma?” Silence.

It’s, as you can imagine, a super tough mission. Tougher even than my 2012 trip to do 24 meditations, one dedicated to each time zone of the world, as near as I could get to the South Pole in Antarctica. Shameless plug, I filmed the adventure and it’s become a cult hit in the conscious community. In fact. conscious leader, world famed psychic Maladoma Some’ PhD, in a private session, predicted my Antarctica meditations will be admired and studied for decades.

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While OHOM, on the other hand, tells me quite the opposite. The blue-skinned ET advised me before I even set out for Antarctica that few people will ever believe the twenty-four 12.12.12 meditations, which we co-created in the land of ice and snow, will ever get much recognition for what any planetary good they did.

I’m cool with either prediction. You can the watch the movie here.  THE COOLEST MEDITATION EVER: ANTARCTICA 12.12.12 has, so far, toured the Southwest US, sometimes to sold out crowds or to nearly empty theaters. Thereby manifesting both realties of the Some’ and OHOM predictions at once.

Anyway, back to my testy love assignment for the benefit of, “Mr. How in the Hell Can He Still be President?” As I mentioned earlier, I’ve been assigned the “uber” tough task to hold space of love for Trump, along with his protestor punching followers. Sometimes, I almost succeed with help of my yogini Elizabeth, who went to the Trump Inauguration with me.

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But most times it’s far too easy to fall into anger. Give me a break please, because I’ve not liked Trump since reading his dickish book THE ART OF THE DEAL in the 80s. Not to mention a 24/7 mass media Trump feeding frenzy none of us can escape.

So I’ve been asking for help a lot these past two years. Spirit guide Robin Williams told me in 2016, reported here on the blog, that Trump’s presidency would be hilarious. True at times. Terribly not true most times. But the great comic spirit has been short on material for me. Perhaps his current incarnation as a killer whale makes him less funny? Sorry, Robin.

Yeah, Trump is even tough for comedy master Williams to cope with.  For example, Trump appearance at the UN where he was a laughing stock for bragging he’s America’s best prez ever. Later he claimed he was playing the UN crowd for laughs. I call BS. The man does love his lies. I saw the crowd began laughing at Trump then laughed deep in relief when the isolationist dictator wannabe took it in stride.

Happily, last night I scored some fresh inspiration to help with the thorny meditations on Trump. It came in the form of author and comedian Steve Bhaermna, whose stage names is Swami Beyondananda. He had the crowd in stitches at the Sedona Creative Life Center last night. He’s the author of funny, yet deep, book called SWAMI FOR PRECEDENT.

Here Swami speaks of heeling Trump from Ahole to Be whole.

And, again, here’s Swami Beyondananda on a very cool panel.

Getting back to the blog title I came up with this morning, inspired by last night’s insightful comedy by Swami Beyondananda: WFT? – What’s Trump For? 

I meditate that Trump is a fun house mirror, drawing humanity’s deepest negative energies to the surface for healing. That the Brooklyn bad boy is here to show us all that rules are made to be broken.

OK, that’s all I can muster during the stench of his newly minted tax scandal and mocking of Ford to get a man accused of being a drunken rapist onto the Supreme Court. I send Trump and his loyal as hell followers love while I break a sweat and make a run for toilet.