Trump as an Angel? Whaa?

Is Trump is an angel of destruction of the evil old ways or just a lying a jerk?

“Liberals For Trump!” Sounds as unlikely as “Jews for Jesus!” But I’ve learned the hard way, through the painful loss of many friends over my Meditations on Trump, that Liberals For Trump believers really do exist. And in higher numbers than I bet the polls can measure.

Reading between the lines after a wonderful friend tearfully lectured me that I should not be lowering my vibration to talk politics, I see Trump shame is particularly keen in the consciousness community where love for the environment, vegetarianism, kindness, and many other ideals clash deeply with Trump’s bull in a yoga store way of operating.

The first time I realized more than a few of my spirit friends are Liberals For Trump — and there is another smaller branch of Conservative Spirit Peeps for Trump I’ve stumbled across — was after the night Bernie Sanders was robbed of the Democratic nomination by Hilary. For the weeks following that fateful summer of 2016 night, Facebook and Twitter were aflame with Bernie lament.

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Now, although Trump and Sanders have very different takes on politics, one for more government and one for less, they both nonetheless represent a bitter rejection of the status quo that many liberals adore as much as their conservative brethren. Without Bernie to pick from, my Bernie buddies went into the booth to vote for Trump and, presto, exited as Liberals For Trump.

I’ve been hoping my pals, from ET fans to angel workers, who profess love for Trump for his demolition of America’s wicked old ways, would come back to center after the months of chaos under Trump.

Ah. But think about it; an affair with Stormy didn’t sway them, over a dozen women accusing Trump of sexual harassment didn’t sway them, a live mic with Trump’s grab ’em by the pussy wisecrack didn’t sway them, Mueller’s getting 5 of 20 people he’s indicted to plead guilty for conspiring with the Russians to influence our elections didn’t sway them, Michael Cohen funneling millions from corporations for Trump access did not sway them, North American and European allies getting slammed with tariffs while Trump rains favors on Commie dictators have not swayed them, and the beat goes horrifically on.

At one point during the campaign Trump claimed he could shoot a man in the middle of 5th Avenue and still win the Republican nomination. He appears to have been right as the Russian collusion evidence mounts and he grows in popularity.  You get the idea, nothing sways people who like Trump’s schtick. If anything, his fanatic fans run deeper into supporting him amid liberal news media and comedic backlash that only serves to bolster his persecution complex.

Still, these past few weeks I hoped that Trump’s hard core policy on separating immigrant babies from their mothers might pry some of friends free of backing Trump so vehemently. If not in private, at least on Facebook. But this week, amidst an avalanche of horrors in the media about illegal immigrant children crying for their lost loved ones hit its pain soaked peak, one real-life and FB friend, actually posted this photo to their page.

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Holy shit. I’ll always remember this as the day then I realized how deep down the rabbit hole a Trump fan’s rejection of the status quo goes. Out of love and respect I resisted the urge to joke post back, ” Wha? I have enough trouble seeing Trump as human let alone as the archangel Michael!”

I’ve learned the hard way you really can’t reach Liberals For Trump, anymore than you can reach Conservatives for Trump, lost in their Fox News, or reach Libertarian’s trapped in their web of endless conspiracy theories who still think the CIA killed Kennedy 55 years ago.  Face it.  We the cyber word has us all pigeonholed into neat little bubbles, even though FB got caught redhanded selling our data to Cambridge Analytica.

So why make enemies when the Hillarys Trumps and Obamas of the world are not really running the show, but the 13 families that own the big show? For my dear FB friend, out of her Trump loving mind with her post last week, and others like her, Trump is perhaps an angel for his destruction of the status quo and the immigrant kids getting ripped from their families at the border are painful collateral damage? Frankly, I am afraid to ask.

Or perhaps my Liberal For Trump friends are blinded by Trump’s 1984-ish Big Brother mind games? I read somewhere, cannot find the link right now, that despite the side by side 2009 and 2017 inaugural photos, 61% of conservatives believe Trump’s “My Inauguration crowd was bigger than Obama’s!” lie. That’s powerful mass hypnosis on human scale we’ve never seen here is America.

Weird how my having  a father who lied constantly to the family made me into a human lie detector. As an adult that makes me wretch whenever Trump lies. Never thought I’d be thanking Dad for his lies about that trip to Dinseyland that never happened and the countless other lies he seemed to dream up like Trump, even when lying was not needed.

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Much as I try to keep an emotional lid with my spirit friends notion of Trump as a cosmic DJ Demolition Man, it gets deeply depressing when he continues to dominate our 24/7 news cycle. Many in the self-serving-fear-mongering press, profess there’s a grave danger hidden within Not-Sees support of Trump. The panicked liberal press believe that because Liberals for Trump, and conservative alike, are not blinking at the border #wallofsorrow it must mean America is one step away from Nazi death camps for minorities before they cut to anti-depressant commercials.

However, never one to be a willing customer of media fear machine, I don’t see the Trump era, even if it extends to 2024 and beyond with his daughter taking office then jared, ever going the way of the Nazis. This is not 1936 Germany, despite Trump’s “good”Nazi kids waving Confederate flags.

No. What’s going right now is uniquely American, despite how nasty it all is. As a people as we near the 4th of July 2018 perhaps ugly stuff that Trump unwittingly serves spirit to bring to the surface? Is Trump unconsciously acting like a Lakota Heyoka clown? His backwards actions and policies create potent cognitive dissonance making us question the very nature of our reality?

Are my friends right? Does spirit in some mystical way, works through Trump’s darkness to bring the light? I have no answers.  Just a desire to look deeper for the meaning of all this. And I am grateful for that spark of hope that my Liberals For Trump spirit friends are seeing something good in Trump I do not.

What are you thoughts?

Let’s Not Make America 1984 Again

Like many of we independent voters seeking to straddle both sides of the political fence to promote unity and harmony during a dangerous point in history, where the Doomsday Clock has seldom been closer to midnight, I have worries when it comes to President Trump. And the biggest worry I have, with the favorite son of Brooklyn, is his disrespect for the fabric of reality. Namely, the truth.

The events of the past week of the 24/7 Rudy/Trump truth tap dance unreality show helped me see clearly that truth has become public enemy #1 for the Trump team.

Now, we all know politicians in general have a low regard for telling it like it is. But Donald Trump, from day one with his yuge “largest inauguration crowd in history” lie, is breaking all records for lying; telling a whopping 2,140 fact-checked lies in his first year in office according to the Washington Post.

Now, Trump will happily tell you from the rose garden, or via 4 AM tweets, that the Post is lying about Trump’s lying. #WITCHHUNT! He bemoans to his followers it’s is all a #SAD DARK STATE plot by Jeff Bezous, the founder of Amazon, who recently bought the paper that broke Watergate, and seeks to now break Trumpgate.

The term for all is nonsense is “gas lighting”, defined as making someone think they are crazy for not believing your lies, like in this classic gas lighting scene starring Joey Bishop.

Seem familiar when you look at Trump’s enablers Kelly Ann Conway, Rudy Giuliani and Sarah Huckabee with their daily Silly Putty manipulation of reality?

Most politicians lie when there’s some measure of credibility that gives them a chance to get away with it. Trump is different. He lies right to your face, behaving like the king of what is in fact reality. Heaven forbid anyone disagrees with Trump’s lies or he’ll seek to humiliate you on Twitter even if you’re a war hero or Parkland survivor.

Trump is not your typical political liar.  He’s a man in a comb over as fake as he is on a power trip akin to what author George Orwell foresaw in his novel “1984”, written way back in 1949.

I could go on about “1984” parallels in Trump gas lit reality. However, in researching my own meditations on Trump I found this cool article written two days ago by the BBC, one of the go-to media sources in to escape our polarized American media.

Thank you BBC for saving me the brain damage. You see, I am battling an addiction to Trump news. One brought on by 24/7 seesaw game Trump uses to make the media his pawn and gas lighting the hell out of us.

Great Vox video here about which ends with Trump gas lighting a reporter.

1984 is not the kind of book that has a happy ending. It ends with an interrogation where the hero, after torture, is told to see 5 fingers when only 4 are help up.

My fellow Americans, right and left, wake up. Trump is no bumbling liar as the liberal comedians and reporters portray him or a man fighting the deep state as the conservative media portrays him to be, lulling you into a sense of false superiority and security.

In closing, I won’t leave you in fear. That’s the media’s job, right or left. Rather I leave you with the assurance that despite how bad things look right now, the truth is a real thing. And truth always wins out in the end. I’d just like to wake few people up to reduce the pain of having to live through making America 1984 again.

Don’t be a truth ostrich, liberal or conservative, and stick your head in the sand. Don’t be like a lover who wants a cheating mate to tell them sweet little lies like the Fleetwood Mac masterpiece.

Even though the great Fleetwood Mac singer Stevie Nicks wants sweet little lies, the paradox is they how sick she knows it all is in the amazing lyrics.

LITTLE LIES
Tell me lies
Tell me sweet little lies
(Tell me lies, tell me, tell me lies)
Oh, no, no you can’t disguise
(You can’t disguise, no you can’t disguise)
Tell me lies
Tell me sweet little lies

{​Bridge}​

[Verse 3: Christine McVie]
If I could turn the page
In time then I’d rearrange
Just a day or two
(Close my, close my, close my eyes)
But I couldn’t find a way
So I’ll settle for one day
To believe in you
(Tell me, tell me, tell me lies)

[Chorus: Christine McVie]
Tell me lies
Tell me sweet little lies

(Tell me lies, tell me, tell me lies)
Oh, no, no you can’t disguise
(You can’t disguise, no you can’t disguise)
Tell me lies
Tell me sweet little lies
(Tell me lies, tell me, tell me lies)
Oh, no, no you can’t disguise
(You can’t disguise, no you can’t disguise)

Tell me lies
Tell me sweet little lies
(Tell me, tell me lies)

Many Americans, Evangelicals in particular, are in this gas lit trap of sweet little lies, hoping their deal with the Trumpster will get them what they want. And to some degree they are… for now. Trump has been fastidious in seeking to keep all his campaign promises. But his masterful magic is those promises of a ideas being good for us were lies to begin with. Yikes.

Watch the truth about Trump, but don’t overdose on the news, right or left. News shows might be out to depress you for the sake of pharmaceutical sponsors out to sell antidepressants. Don’t let Trump news absorb you, as it did for me for so long, and is still doing to some degree as I fight to free my consciousness before your very eyes.

Truth is. we’ve seen enough of Trump’s ways to be wise without further infecting our minds and souls to make our judgement to reject him as worthy leader. Save the anger for the voting booth.  Avoid the trolls. Avoid over posting hate for Trump on your pages. Have faith and support the people fighting for the truth and be patient.

Bide your moment, and when it comes time to vote, vote the truth back into the oval office, Congress, the Senate and local offices. I say local because make no mistake about it, the Koch brothers and others, right and left alike, are working their agenda all the way down to your local dog keeper’s level.

Truth is the oxygen of freedom.

 

Addicted to Trump News? You’re Not Alone.

Hi, my name is Ken Sheetz… and I am a Trumpaholic.

A quick Google search defines addiction as “the fact or condition of being addicted to a particular substance, thing, or activity.” And that addictive activity in my case is overdosing on Trump news.

I forgive myself for my strange addiction because we are all living in polarized reality where our media is getting rich as lords pitting liberal versus conservative Americans against one another. Spoon feeding both camp’s deepest and darkest fears about Trump and his followers or opponents.

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Source Mediabiaschart.com. Just using to show the how news categorizes us for marketing purposes. No endorsement or opinion expressed on the placements.

Admitting your addiction to today’s weaponized media is half the cure, so I’ve complied the following handy questionnaire of Trumpaholic symptoms, from both a liberal and conservative POV. May it shine a humorous light on our new national pass time: Trump.

  • Do you read Trump’s daily tweets before MSBC, CNN, Etc. can report what a horrible president Trump is? Or do so before Fox and Breitbart can report what an amazing genius super stable president Trump is? All in an endless electronic circle jerk of full employment for the makers of the news and comedy?
  • Further down the Trump rabbit hole, do you tweet-troll Trump as villain on his POTUS page? Or do you take up your mighty PC as sword to do Twitter battle with the sanctimonious lyin’ Comey fans to defend Trump the hero/king?  Either way, the odds favor that you are having a flame war with a Twitter bot or Russian troll farm employee whose full job it is to sow hatred between we Yanks.
  • Do you follow the ups and downs of Trump’s cabinet and family like a soap opera, or better reality show, but one where the stakes are life and death for us all in hail of nuclear bombs sending us all back to the Stone Age?
  • Does Trump news, bad or good, raise your blood pressure? No shame. Love or hate Trump, adrenaline has no political affiliation. Liberal or conservative the media both sell fear and fear causes adrenaline levels to rise. They know the adrenaline buzz hooks you. Trump news addiction is great for ratings.
  • Do you dream or daydream of advising Trump? Maybe turning his contreversial presidency into a new Camelot to bigly surpass JFK’s?– Get real, my fellow Trump junkie. Trump listens to no one but his own bathroom mirror’s reflection.
  • Are you sometimes jealous Trump was born with a silver spoon in his mouth? Might you stew that no matter how many times he ruins a business he just files for bankruptcy and bounces right back with that smug grin on his face some of us love or  hate?
  • Are you the secret sorcerer who uses Trump memorabilia to cast potent magic spells that have cursed Trump’s presidency? Hopefully you don’t live in Salem. Or are you a gung ho convert, once a Hippie, but now you proudly wear your MAGA hat, following Trump on the road like a Dead Head to his fevered rallies that started 2.75 years ahead of the normal election cycle? If so, feel free to skip the rest of this test and immediately take the Trumpaholic oath below in the comments below.
  • Are you jealous you cannot hop aboard your private Presidential Boeing 747 on a whim, an army FBI agents and your more trusted private bodyguards in tow, then wing way to your Mar-A-Logo Florida palace to golf and hobnob with the super rich and world leaders? Pardon my WTF! But from both a liberal or conservative we need unite if just to put a cap on this taxpayer abuse.
  • Do you secretly wish you too could whisper sweet alternate realities to your loyal voter base who happily let slide the 2,000 sweet little lies that Trump racked up his first year in office? Liberal or conservative, you gotta admit Trump makes Teflon look like a porous substance.
  • Do you steal time from your job to sneak a quick rubberneck on your Mac or PC on the latest Trumpsaster, as though the fate of world depends on your knowing what he just Tweeted at 4AM from his golden toilet?
  • Afterwards, as a Trump chaser, do you annoy all your friends on FB posting the latest doom and gloom story from CNN on how Trump is going to: A. Cause a nuclear war with North Korea, Russia and/or China, B. Inspire a new race of Nazi bullies to take over America and appoint Trump as lifetime Fuhrer, C. Start an American Civil War (Hmm. Most of us don’t care enough to vote and we should worry about a Civil War?), D. Name a KKK member to the Supreme Court, E. Add any number of dark scenarios that your favorite niche news source feeds you, giving you ulcers and high blood pressure. If conservative, flip A though E over.
  • Have you lost a boatload of FB friends crusading either for or against Trump? With any luck, the so called friends you lost are the same idiots dragged you into the Cambridge Analytica mess.
  • Does your stomach growl as you pass your local fat factory, AKA McDonald’s, secretly wishing you could stuff your face with cheese burgers and fires daily in bed watching Fox & Friends reruns of your triumphs? All washed down by a dozen diet Cokes like Trump, and the still only tip the scales at a fit 239 due to your great genes! Or are you’re a health nut, repulsed by the mountains of cholesterol he ingests that would normally kill a horse, while you gain a pound even smelling a single french fry?
  • Have you’ve chuckled, or downright belly laughed, at viral videos of Trump on the tarmac, his combover flying at half mast? Or have you scorned liberals’ cruelty to dare to laugh at your hero desperately trying to look 20 years younger than his true senior self with his amazing comb over; one that keeps him busy half the day?
  • Have you ever compared your hand size to Trump’s? Be honest. Or does it annoy you how low desperate liberals are to dare attack your hero for his modest hand size and conversely penis size?
  • Do you want lock Hillary or Trump up? Or maybe put them both in adjoining cells?
  • Do you boo or cheer when Mueller appears in the news with his endless Russia probe or raid of a Trump crony, while you wish he would just get it the hell over with already?
  • Have you begun a Hail Mary of hope that a porn star might bring down Trump? Or do you agree with Trump’s mouthpiece Giuliani Stormy not half as hot as Melania and could not possibly have had the affair he had Michael Cohen pay $130K with his own money to cover up?  If you are the latter please write me off the blog as I have a great deal on the Brooklyn bridge to sell you shares in.
  • Are you are studying Russian just in case the rumors that Trump’s a Putin puppet are true? Or do you get outraged over “The Russia, Russia Witch hunt” persecution of Trump by our “corrupt” FBI, who are secretly SPYGATE stooges to the those sneaky scumbag Democrats Trump hired who pretend to be Republicans?
  • Have you bought Comey’s new tell-all book and all the others popping up on Amazon like weeds on the Whitehouse lawn, to read or burn them?
  • Are you up on the latest conspiracy theories about the Deep State looking to bump off the Trump like the sneaky bastards did to JFK?
  • Does your brain hurt trying to ethically rationalize Trump’s affairs with porn stars and Playboy models while you find all the scandals vindication for how sleazy you always knew the Trumpster was? Or do you rage at your TV like a poor man’s Alex Jones at the sneaky liberals planting fake affairs #metoo left and right?
  • Do you want to free Melania or worry she vanishes from time to time and secret missions for her man? Or do you realize hers and Trump’s was likely an open marriage from the get-go?
  • Do you watch the bevy of comedians do a daily pile on of every Trump stumble in this marathon of shadenfreude; the German name for joy from other people’s misery? Trump’s become a cottage industry for comics. To name a few: Colbert, Noah, Maher, Fallon (late comer), Badlwin, Conan, Bee, Kimmel, and Oliver. I confess some days at the peak of my addiction I’d watch all the comics back to back. Like death by a thousand comedy cuts, they add up to days of wasted time I’ll never get back.
  • Last, if you have read this far it likely means and answered yes to any question you too are a Trumpaholic. Welcome to Trumpaholics Anonymous!

Now, before you run off in huff about my calling you a Trump addict after we just electronically met, don’t blame yourself. Love or hate him, the Donald is the unquestioned all-time champ for hogging the media spotlight for liberals and conservatives alike. Trump is a Jackson Pollock-like political artist.

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On any given day, Trump might toss a splash of  red collusion denial across his Twitter canvas, followed by gush of Stormy blue porno scandal, a dash of sunny yellow clown-like lawyers, then finish it all off with a gloop of WITCH HUNT! orange. And before the paint has dried Trump’s onto his next Pollock-like masterpiece.

Meantime, the mass media, comic and straight, liberal and conservative alike, broadcasts everyone of Trump’s crazy “tweet paintings”, pre-packaging what we Trumpaholics should think depending on the shade of our political box they jam us into. Truth is, today’s mass media is not so much “fake news” — a Trump trademark — as hopelessly niched.

Our shark media can never stop swimming and micro-judging everything Trump says or does. Lazy reporters pretend they love or hate what Trump tweets. But if they are honest with themselves, most know journalistic integrity died decades before Trump took the political spotlight.

Remember the Bush era? That’s when media first saw after 911 that fear can fuel the 24/7 news cycle. And presto the media became compliant in the whole WMD scam to launch the Iraq War and embed journalists to bring the horrors to your living room.

After years of Orange Alerts and no sign of WMDs, the American people finally got wise to the media broadcasting Bush’s fear tactics and news ratings fell. How then, the MBA’s pondered, to generate fresh fear mongering for maximum profit? And viola, depending on whether you’re a young gun toting pickup truck driver or an old tree hugger granola eater, Trump was crafted into a demon or angel. All broadcast on a newscast perfectly tailored to scare the living shit out of you.

Too much of anything, good or bad, is unhealthy. Americans have never seen anything as ridiculous and the 24/7 media circus that ruminates over every Trump act and tweet. So I invite you to join me on this blog in cutting way back on Trump news and news in general until we are given more truth.  Face it Mass media is so conflicted it will never give us break. So we have to make one ourselves

In closing, you have a lot to gain watching lots less Trump news. Join me. You will feel lifted. Buh-lieve me!

Note:  Before you comment below I’d love it if you’d please write: Hello.  My name is _______________ and I am a Trumpaholic. Trolls, human or robotic, will be cheerfully escorted from the blog premises.

 

Hawking:What’s South of the South Pole

As someone who has been to Antarctica I can attest to the feeling you’ve reached the end of our reality at the bottom of the world.  There’s nothing south of the south pole. Time feels suspended.  It made this the ideal place to meditate in 2012 for desperately needed shifts in human consciousness for The Coolest Meditation Ever.

Enjoy this new video of Hawking describing what existed before the Big Bang and the role of the south in better understanding.

We’ll miss you Stephen.  You’ve been an inspiration to us all on multidimensional levels.

 

Humanity Seeks to Free Itself From a Conspiracy of Greed

I look back on the last clear mission before my ET Ohom spirit guide lost signal for months, to attend the Trump inauguration. The mission for my love Elizabeth and I was to simply hold a space of love in the crowd of his mostly white backers.

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I still have no idea why the ET Ohom chose me for this work. You see, I’ve disliked Trump since the 80s for his cheater ways of getting ahead.

Any who, here’s my attempt to integrate a message Ohom gave me today, where my flu delirium helped me reach him across the stars.  I share it to you as poem.  Excuse me if its not my usual positive thing but it’s my way of taking Ohom’s advice to embrace the…

CHAOS

The first inauguration I ever attended

Was over for me before it ended.

Why my ET guide sent me and my love here

Angered me as it felt dangerous and queer.

The first thing that stuck me about the crowd

Kinda small and not that loud.

Was – How white we all look

For this election of a crook.

My love and I locked in the white crowd filled with hate

Watch helpless as white robs power from black this fateful date.

Two white people with a consciences we share a field of love

All the while looking for ships, seeking help from above.

The crowd goes insane with white pride.

And I go dark and angry inside.

My space of love implodes like a collapsing star

A black hole born within white crowd I see as though from afar.

I am a fellow white co-conspirators in the age of greed.

Ignoring the oceans and earth’s fellow creatures in need.

White privilege my lifelong invisible ally.

A white life blessed by abundance since birth.

Whites laugh as the black man hands over the power.

The sky opens in a light shower.

Tears from heaven dating back to slavery.

White power making all other races their knavery.

Atop the dais, black and white man shake hands

As the thrilled white crowd stands

With the white man who tormented the black eight years.

Along with his white peers

Without relent.

Fortunes spent.

To impede hope and change

As the black’s mission was too strange.

Obama greyed and bent

Weary of the fight as president

Takes  his seat as Melania

Helps swear in her mania.

The white crowd cheers!

As their color takes center stage

Fists clenched in white rage

The black ordeal over at last

Free at last!  Free at last!

America’ is a swamp the scoundrel says

As though swamps are not his gator ways

Already taking all the credit for the economy’s surge

He seeks black accomplishments to purge.

Destroying all Obama has done his only urge.

“And now it will be America first!”

As though it’s not already been so.

As if we whites didn’t already know.

Since the white man stole Turtle Island from its true peoples.

Sprinkling their land with our white church steeples.

Killing their buffalo of the prairies

Angering all of earth’s fairies.

I stand honest in cheering crowd and feel the blame.

I feel it now as write about my white shame

Feeling fully white little me raised by a family of bigots

Secretly rejoicing as Trump waves to we happy white idiots.

We white fools who have elected a man incapable of vision.

Who thrives on hate and racial derision.

Who prefers to eat Big Macs

Fearless of heart attacks.

Like the one that just killed my little brother

Who disrespects the mother.

Who treats women like dirt

While ingesting tic tacs to flirt.

A year has passed since his election sought to smother

The America Dream I always idolized.

The only hope I cling to now as I write persisted.

An ET message from a far off world.

“Humanity seeks to free itself

From a conspiracy of greed.

Embrace the chaos.”

And so I try and fail this gloomy November day.

These hard time are like a nail

Holding me earthbound

As the world dissolves around me.

Watching humanity’s fall.

This is what chaos looks like.

Bitterness is what chaos tastes like.

One day the white mans reign will end.

On this we can depend.

Because it cannot be sustained

The ET message of hope in me remained

“Humanity seeks to free itself

From a conspiracy of greed.

Embrace the chaos.”

 

 

Meditations on Our Trumpy Times

To give you some idea how challenging meditations on these Trumpy times is for me to be cool about, let’s look all the way back to the 80s. Then I was an ego-driven real estate mogul myself, having transacted over a billion dollars in broker deals, built a $162 million skyscraper, leased 3 skyscrapers and won the Chicago Sun-Times developer of the year in ’91 with the development of the beloved Oprah’s Harpo Studios.

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Me far right in 1991 with Oprah

At that heady time, when I still had a full head of hair, I already disliked Trump. His name plastered on everything he did. His book THE ART OF THE STEAL (in 2105 we’d learn it was ghost written) bragging about his hardball business tactics were totally vulgar to  humble Midwest origins. You see, I come from a blue-collar family. While Trump was born with $100 million liquid cash advantage over me. He has nothing to brag about as far as I am concerned with that head start. But brag he does reminding you of how rich and smart he is at every turn.

And my dislike of Trump was already in full bloom before Trump’s string of bankruptcies that resulted in a lot of regular Joes getting stiffed and his “sad” show THE APPRENTICE.

I didn’t think it possible, but Trump became even more dislikable to me from his dirty 2015-2016 campaign. Throwing his fellow Republicans under the bus, which he mercilessly name-called on his way to his Crooked Hillary phase of the campaign.

So when Trump unexpectedly triumphed on election night I was in shock like the rest of the planet. This despite the fact both Elizabeth and I abstained form voting. Neither Hillary, and her corrupt old-school ways, or Trump the wild card ego maniac held any appeal. Plus, I’d like to think we are both awake enough in the shift to realize politics are the ultimate Fake News while the coporatacracy robs us blind.

Meditation has soothed the seas of my stormy childhood, but all the rage of losing a fortune in the real estate crash of 1991, where I played it clean and gently to make sure all vendors were treated fairly, unlike Trump did screwing so many in his bankruptcies, simmered all night.

On my morning hike the day after the election of President-Elect Trump, Elizabeth was shaken but nonetheless ready to move on with life. But me, Mr. Coolest Meditation Ever? I exploded like a tsunami. I bellowed into the morning sky…

TRUMP

My angry ego swelled to meet with Trump’s in the powerful Sedona energy field, world famed for absorbing negativity. But, holy crap, I was such a raging grouch about Trump’s win! I ranted top of my lungs, wondering who he could win without the popular vote like Bush did in 2000? All this after he called on Russia to hack Hillary’s emails in a debate? Why wasn’t he in jail for asking foreign power Russia to interfere with our elections instead of the winner?

Oh, right.  Trump later said he was only kidding about Russian hacking help! Yep. Almost as funny as yelling FIRE! in crowded movie theater. Totally illegal by the way.

I was so unhinged in my Trump explosion that Elizabeth, a 17-year military vet left me to my Trump venting for a few hours, seeking a dear friend’s solace. Elizabeth wondered where had her sweet meditating man had vanished to, leaving a Trump-hater in his place?

A few hours later, when Elizabeth came home I had managed to settled down to the point of rationality. After all Hillary could have been worse we said to each other, with her mastery of the backroom politics and hawkish ways.

I shared with Elizabeth that my spirit friend Robin Williams predicted that Trump’s presidency would be “Hilarious!”  Six months of the craziest presidency ever Robin has been proven correct, with a new comedic Renaissance to keep the masses sedated.

I spent the next several days fitfully scouring of the net for answers. All I found were sour grapes from a liberal media, and endless comedy videos were of little to no comfort.  Then one night about 3AM I turned to my spirit guide Ohom for some advice. He had brought me Elizabeth as my perfect mate on such advice before.  After a short meditation, the ET thought traveler spoke to me calmly about the Trump energy that was destroying my peace of mind and that of billions others around the world.

Now, since my ET long-distance telepathic connection began 2010 and I began making films and blogging about it all, I know how nutty this all sounds to someone new to spirit work.  But having a spirit guide like Ohom is quite ordinary in the conscious community. Indeed, quantum physics is proving how connected the universe really is.  Distance is not as big an object as we’ve been led to believe. Real or imagined, and I always acknowledge my creative brain could be making ohom up, this guide’s spirit advice is nonetheless always wise.

In fact I believe in Ohom’s cosmic advice most of the time I followed his advice to perform the 24 meditations in Antarctica back in 2012.

At the end of our telepathic space chat Ohom whispered his Trump idea his usual succinct way that I suspect saves on brain bandwidth, “Ken, it would be great if you and Elizabeth went to Trump’s inauguration and held a space to shift fear to love.”

“What?!” was my telepathic reaction.

Ohom remained unshakable. “Ken, it would be great for –”

“I heard you the first time, Ohom.  Look, if you are, as you’ve told me on many an occasions, my higher self, with all due respect… WTF?”

“I have another planet to tend to I must go. Please consider the Trump mission,” said Ohom as I felt him break our connection. Looking back as I write he likely was abrupt for not wanting to be tainted by my negative attitude.

Sensing my restlessness Elizabeth turned to me in bed and said in a sleepy voice, “What’s up, Ken?”

“Ohom was just here.”

“And?”

“He wants us to go to DC for the Trump inauguration and meditate fear to love,” I said drowsily, sleep already overtaking me.

Elizabeth sat up in bed and said in wonder, “That’s brilliant.  Let’s do it!”

“Trump’s not worth it.”

“It’s not for Trump. It’s for humaity,” Elizabeth said while making a quick trip to the bathroom.

As she hopped back into bed and snuggled beside me, I muttered, “But Ohom told me last year when Trump and Hillary were neck and neck that whoever won they were going to have an awakening in office.  So maybe this meditation triggers that for Trump.”

“Doesn’t matter in either case. Let’s just walk into that DC minefield with love in our heart. No fear,” said Elizabeth kissing me, then turning over to go back to sleep.

It was a fitful rest of night’s sleep for me. Filled with dreams of Trump fanatics hassling Elizabeth and me at the inauguration. But through these bad dreams all I began to see how filled with fear I was, still am, about Trump. I realized these meditations Ohom was asking for could be for the sole reducing my personal fear and anger.

Over breakfast Elizabeth and I agreed, having both slept on it, that Ohom’s idea was cool. Elizabeth scored inauguration got tickets from our Democratic AZ congressman, who was boycotting Trump’s big day. And soon we became part of Trump’s “record breaking” inauguration crowd.

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Contrary to much of the mass media’s Fake Fears, no riots were going on in DC.  Soon we had done as Ohom asked us to do, holding a space of shifting fears, deep in the midst of a Trump crowd shouting boos anytime the cameras shifted to a Democrats. And “Lock her up!” whenever Hillary appeared on the Jumbotrons. Of course,Michelle and Obama drew the biggest boos despite a peaceful transition of power of their hero Trump.

We were glad to be done with the hardest meditations, either of us has ever done, or likely will ever do.  We’re honored Ohom felt we were up to the task and we each felt divinely protected. But we were so exhausted we fell asleep on the subway back to our place. In fact, we did not wake up to the end of the line on the opposite side of DC from where we were staying.

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Yes, we knew were participating in the shortest lived presidential honeymoon in US history. Because in less than 24 hours later we returned to DC to film The Woman’s Day protest against the Trump presidency. And it was HUGE as Trump would say.

We were inspired to contrast back to back days with the video OBSERVATIONS IN POLARITY.

To us the passionate protest crowds looked to be twice the size that attended Trump’s big day. Soon the world met Sean Spicer and we were all stunned by his hateful way of dealing with the press for simply reporting the facts of crowd size via the numbers from the National Park Service.  “Fake News” was the Trump tweet-war-cry.

Thus began the delusion field of the Orwellian presidency. 1+1 now equalled three. And that’s where we still are with the new Donald Trump Jr. and the ever growing “nothing to see here folks” meeting with Russia.

Under my repeated questioning of this difficult work that feels like meditations on a hurricane of negative energy with new revelations daily, Ohom simply repeats with infinite patience, “Shift fear to love.”

 

Peace.

 

 

 

 

Reality, You’re Fired!

What does one say about a reality star that refuses to face reality? When he was running and visualizing victory by saying, “When I am president…” I took it as good positive thinking, ala THE SECRET.  But then on day one his presidency Trump went straight off then reality rails by imagining his crowd size for the inauguration to be greater than anyone in history and I knew we were in deep do-do.

Not even side by side photos from the National Park Service convinced him he was not loved by the masses. Left is Obama’s 2009 inauguration, right is Trump’s.

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Winning the election was not enough for Trump’s massive ego issue.  He has to be #1.  Ironically, he now enjoys the lowest rated president in history.

But fear not. His lack of respect for reality will end up being food for the spin doctors and comedians.  I can see it now, Sean Spicer takes the podium to explain how brave Trump is to suffer low approvals to fight for the little guy.

Reality, you’re fired.

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