When waking today I originally wanted to share a post about thoughts and feelings. about overthinking and uncontrollable emotion; hence, balance. Then I realized that this would be a poor choice as I am slightly off balance today.
So today I want to post something that has been bothering me for over a decade. With a few intertwined stories that are related to character.
Over 10 years ago there was a horrible shooting at a high school in Columbine. At the time Charleton Heston was the head of the NRA. Prior to this unfortunate event Mr. Heston was diagnosed with Alzheimers, dementia, and several other diseases that had manifested from these two autoimmune diseases. 3 days after the shooting, he had went to Columbine for the NRA to speak about gun control and of course, promote the NRA. With these diseases he was not in his right mind. Throughout the media it was said to be irresponsible on the NRA's part, yet Charleton received the brunt of the criticism.
Remember, this is not about the politics or beliefs of mine about the NRA or gun control. However, I will state this, I will speak of hunting for food. During my youth, many people would have not survived if they could have not hunted for their food. But enough of that.
I have family all over this world. I have 2 homes in Michigan, though I do not like the state of Michigan at all, so why bring up Michigan? Because of Michael Moore who grew up in the state. After Charleton had come back from Columbine, Michael Moore was on the Oprah Winfrey Show.
Now I must interrupt myself before I go on. I was driving one day and listening to talk radio. Charleton Heston was only given a few months to live at this time. George Clooney is the guest on the radio show and he said that because of Charleton Heston's belief in guns and representing the NRA that he deserves to have Alzheimers and now I paraphrase that his death will be that of karma.
Back to Michael and Oprah; Michael Moore had went and bought a lifetime NRA membership. He used this to get into Charleton Heston's estate and manipulated Charleton into an interview. After about an hour Charleton caught on, in his diminishing capacity and asked Michael and his cameraman to leave. He showed this video on the Oprah show. And then the plundering began. Oprah and Michael took up in arms ( pardon the pun) the disrespect that the NRA but more importantly Charleton showed for the victims of the Columbine shooting. They then went on to state that the NRA was manipulating Charleton Heston. And then badgered Charleton for not knowing better, even with having such horrible diseases. Yet, who's the manipulator? NRA? Or Michael for conning his way into a dying man's home? Creating propaganda, chaos, and essentially controversy for a man's last days on this planet, and Oprah for allowing this and taking part in this, and spinning this so that it supports their own conclusions.
On a side note: Remember, Oprah is the woman who laughed and smiled when interviewing Tom Cruise when he jumped insanely on the couch, then joined into the media frenzy of bashing Tom the very next day. Or the fact that she supports and voted for President Obama, but had stated that she had attended the same church that Obama had went to for 20 years and did not stop going until the media uprise when running, but said herself that she stopped going after two years, when she said that the position of the leader of the church Reverend Wright was and is (and paraphrasng) crazy and full of insanity.
Michael Moore grew up in the state of Michigan. Eventually living in Flint, by the Detroit area, running a newspaper where my aunt was the editor-in-chief. Living in this state, Michael would understand the importance of guns and hunting. He now has a home that is about 2 miles from my and my wife's summer home. This is a man who manipulates, cons and deceives to create his own success through the abuse of others.
Oprah is a woman who has become very successful by being passive aggressive. In this anecdote Charleton was the unwittingly star of his own demise. People who jump on the bandwagon every time it passes by, and throw men like Charleton Heston under the bus even when suffering from a horrible disease that took his life, and George Clooney who wishes a man's illness and death because of his personal beliefs. If we took an average man for instance a construction worker, maybe a brother or father, what would you do if a person said their illness was deserved because they believed in something you didn't. And isn't this attitude of these 3 people the same attitude that caused the Columbine shooting in the first place. The fact is that we look at people as gods and slaves or perhaps winners and losers.
I must apologize as the story is scattered, I am having a difficult day because of my illness. But to all those who read this, I believe you are smart enough to understand. I said I was not going to get into my belief about guns but I will say something short. I am not against guns. I am against who gets to use them and what they are for. It is very simple; if we are responsible with a weapon that is powerful such as these, well there would be no problem. But we must look at our history and take in all accounts to make decisions about this. For instance the war on drugs has done more harm, landed more people in jail or prison, for a few people's need to be recognized as they need a purpose.
So it comes down to this, we are responsible for our own actions. We do not roll over people. Take advantage of them. And we definitely do not use someone's illness to benefit for our own personal success through ignorance.
To Michael, Oprah and George and maybe even the NRA, you should all be ashamed of yourself. Because of these people's worldly success we look at them as infallible. As omniscient and omnipotent, but I look at them as children crying over the fact that mommy and daddy won't give them a cookie.
Do not be impressionable or easily offended, and before you speak of something, you best have enough information through educating yourself to base an opinion through your words that come from facts not speculation.
Sincerely,
Joshua Jet Vaughan
Post Script: I know Michael Moore personally and I do not like him. In Northern Michigan there is a place called Traverse City, though most people would consider this a town. There is an old State theatre that had been renovated, and Michael had started a film festival in TC. I had met President Obama in a bar in Traverse City having a beer with Michael Moore. My wife and I had donated a fortune to Michael's cause of bringing the arts to Northern Michigan. My wife, Anna Bella, had done more hands on work in her youth for this community than Michael has done in his entire life. This is not about receiving credit, this is about Michael is the only one that gets it and accepts it. Which is why the film festival is failing. People such as Madonna, Robert Redford, Tom Selleck, Tim Allen, who personally and politically have different beliefs, backed out of this festival because Michael made it about him and his politics which is what we all knew it was for to begin with, and if you did not, now you do. So my final point, these people have reached great success. Their dignity and character is lacking, yet many still look to them as their yardstick. I refuse to believe that hurting others is the only way to be successful and make progress in this world. And I can not idly stand by and do nothing, how about you?
The Sounds of Heaven
Saturday, October 31, 2015
Thursday, October 29, 2015
The Disillusion/ Illusion of Help
Honesty. Integrity. Dignity. Humility. Conviction. All virtues we should possess. Most of us think we do. Yet, few of us have this, or rather these. But the question lies in the fact of why?
Humanity; human nature. We are fickle creatures who lie in neediness and self pity. As it is now; success has gone out of our immediate environment as to be recognized as important. Overwhelmingly so in the last decade. Success must be measured through the recognition of oneself on a global scale.
There is nothing wrong with the desire to be this for oneself. It is wrong for us as human beings to expect this of others, and if they do not achieve global success, they are simply worthless. As Donald Trump puts it; a loser. A definition of a person that is placed upon the shoulders of an individual passing judgment while knowing nothing of a person; an individual's struggle. And as they lie in judgment, they know nothing of what they speak of.
It is a world full of tit for tat. A question raised in each person's mind that is actually a statement. Who are you and you are not deserving of what you have. There is a contradiction within people when asking for help and when offering and giving help.
In the year 2015, to me, it is unreal, perhaps surreal to suffer in any way. The people who lead us live their life in the enigma of tit for tat; and the ignorance of competition that only separates when we should be united. Many times people passive-aggressively ask for help and when offered, they refuse it. Sometimes it's because they want it on their terms; which can be irrational and illogical. Other times it is hard to believe that a person would actually help when an individual has suffered for so long.
And then there is the madness and ignorance.
That a person helps another person in need for themselves for the inconsequential pat on the back. Essentially and ultimately having control and power over the person they are helping. If you tell a person; you will be healed of your illness or you will prosper financially; if you walk 50 miles, you will have this. As it will be an absolute and a definite. Most, if not all would do this. If you tell a person that you may-be healed or prosper, most will not do this.
So many on social media and of course, in real life; try to be inspirational; as in today's world whether via social media or the reality that is life, you can create an image to be whoever you want, but seldom your true self, for this would be unacceptable, to be proud of yourself without the recognition of another's pride in theirself. They chalk life up to the simplicity of hard work and reward. Yet, for some (just a handful), their reward never comes. Yet, they have put in the hard work. They have stared death in the face but more importantly they have hit, head on, the sufferings of life. As they stand face-to-face, eye-to-eye, and toe-to-toe with it (make no mistake, life itself lives and breathes, just as we do.)
Most of the time when I speak of suffering I am speaking of imminent danger regarding poor health. We as a species seem to only be able to support an uprising to help individuals with specific diseases; one or maybe two at a time. For instance Breast Cancer, or Wounded Warriors. When this happens we fall into place like children at an elementary school, ready for attendance. The illusion of help and prosperity comes through and by another's disillusion of grandeur.
Now to be bold and frank. Those in position of power, in this time moreso than any other, are more irresponsible with this than a child with matches and firecrackers. Yet we hand this power over to them and then are surprised when they abuse it, just like we would be with a child.
I have lived my life in conviction, with immense financial resources. I have suffered pain in all aspects that no man can relate to or understand. It makes me vulnerable. And in that vulnerability begets strength and love; even through anger.
I have often spoke that everything must have an opposite. Yet, with the emotion of anger there is no opposite. Just that of not having it. But as with science and faith, this emotion is viable none the less.
I have offered to and have helped so many people in my life, in so many ways, that I have spent more time and lost more money than most people make in ten lifetimes. Through the eyes of oneself, we look at people in need with disdain and hatred. On the opposite end of the spectrum there are only a small few who do not know what it is to need or want.
People fall literally to their knees when in my presence as if I am gravity itself. I lift them up and I help. I pass no judgment on those who will judge themselves. I would be remiss if I did not state that even myself passes judgment. That I pass judgment on the wicked. Today, I see more people that are unworthy of the blessings they have been given.
What lies within a person's heart. What is with held from another. With all the clout and all the resources I have possessed in my life; my hardest battles are these: finding help, meaning medical help, the seriousness of all my illness, allowing a medical community to not only ignore and neglect, but through their insecurities that they will not acknowledge, vindictively use their power to attempt to snuff my life.
My other battle is to find anyone who would care about me in any way at all. Because of my strength, most people assume I have no feelings. That I have no heart. That I feel no pain and suffer no consequence. As they throw the burden of their own sins that they have committed upon me directly onto both shoulders.
I do not have the strength to go into detail about my life any longer: so I will generalize through specificity about others. When we are feeling great and living large we assume most are doing the same. When a person suffers so greatly, the difference becomes this: a person in great pain continuously wonders if another is feeling the same and is simply hiding it through immense strength.
What is my point? I will not explain or reiterate my prior posts. So I will start anew. We never hold oneself in contempt, only others. We brag or pat ourselves on the back for what we do as a living. For this simple, yet, complex reason, that stems from one's youth. To lift oneself up we must degrade another. We put on the cloak, the illusion, that we are so gifted; that our values and morality are so great, as we are deserving of our success. As we use disillusion to plunge the dagger into another because somehow they are subject to flaws that others are not and do not hold the values, morality or work ethic that you must retain for worldly success.
It is amazing to me that those who I have offered to help, when they have begged for it when it is not needed, will then complain and turn down my help. However, I have the great understanding of this: sometimes through the sufferings of life, and the imperfection of life itself, that through the surreality of life: help becomes unreal as this concept is unrecognizable to one's spirit. It is as if they have lost the ability to know the difference between night and day. Kindly stating that they know no more of what the blessed understand with the indifference of dark and light. The combination of illusion and disillusion. Two words that are so strongly bonded together, their definition is almost the same.
I was going the share an anecdote from a recent experience with my own family; but the energy it would take to do so for those who are truly suffering can understand why I can not. When I first started in social media, I did not understand it. In all honesty, I still do not. I have spent time on social media, or I'd like to say in the box of social media because in my illness I have had the lack of experiencing joy in and from the outside world.
In social media, I have developed great relationships, (most, brothers in arms) but will they go any further?
I started off being profound. But I have truly found that it is pointless to do so on social media. I have had many a people come to me for help, yet when I had to address my own health issues, the words that were left through email, messaging, tweets, were futile, hateful, disrespectful and of course I could go on with several profound words, but then I would be contradicting my own self. Many of the people who asked for my help did not even need it. The power to solve their own problems was within their own grasp. Many people I have offered help, immediate help, again because they passive-aggressively ask for it, will not even accept it or take their sweet time doing so.
Suffering is held in the old saying: to each their own. It is subjective to a person's sensibilities. This is appropriate for 99.9% of the world's population. But for that small, minute percentage, their daily lives are so torture-some that the world they live in, not only has ended, but has never started.
When I was in medical school, one of my professors told me something that I live with today ( and this applies to all aspects of life, not just in the medical field) when you hear the sound of galloping, do not think of horses, think of zebras. When needing help, and when helping those in need, do not fall in the trap of creating illusion through disillusion. And hold no disillusion for the corruption that lies in illusion.
So in ending, when you look into another person's heart, remember: the feelings that you have are the same as yours. Because all of our hearts are beating for the same reason, and to the same rhythm.
With all Sincerity, your friend,
~Joshua Jet Vaughan~
Post Script- Behold I sayeth: Friendship is not an offering, it is a gift that must not be with held but upheld ~Joshua Jet Vaughan 1:1
Humanity; human nature. We are fickle creatures who lie in neediness and self pity. As it is now; success has gone out of our immediate environment as to be recognized as important. Overwhelmingly so in the last decade. Success must be measured through the recognition of oneself on a global scale.
There is nothing wrong with the desire to be this for oneself. It is wrong for us as human beings to expect this of others, and if they do not achieve global success, they are simply worthless. As Donald Trump puts it; a loser. A definition of a person that is placed upon the shoulders of an individual passing judgment while knowing nothing of a person; an individual's struggle. And as they lie in judgment, they know nothing of what they speak of.
It is a world full of tit for tat. A question raised in each person's mind that is actually a statement. Who are you and you are not deserving of what you have. There is a contradiction within people when asking for help and when offering and giving help.
In the year 2015, to me, it is unreal, perhaps surreal to suffer in any way. The people who lead us live their life in the enigma of tit for tat; and the ignorance of competition that only separates when we should be united. Many times people passive-aggressively ask for help and when offered, they refuse it. Sometimes it's because they want it on their terms; which can be irrational and illogical. Other times it is hard to believe that a person would actually help when an individual has suffered for so long.
And then there is the madness and ignorance.
That a person helps another person in need for themselves for the inconsequential pat on the back. Essentially and ultimately having control and power over the person they are helping. If you tell a person; you will be healed of your illness or you will prosper financially; if you walk 50 miles, you will have this. As it will be an absolute and a definite. Most, if not all would do this. If you tell a person that you may-be healed or prosper, most will not do this.
So many on social media and of course, in real life; try to be inspirational; as in today's world whether via social media or the reality that is life, you can create an image to be whoever you want, but seldom your true self, for this would be unacceptable, to be proud of yourself without the recognition of another's pride in theirself. They chalk life up to the simplicity of hard work and reward. Yet, for some (just a handful), their reward never comes. Yet, they have put in the hard work. They have stared death in the face but more importantly they have hit, head on, the sufferings of life. As they stand face-to-face, eye-to-eye, and toe-to-toe with it (make no mistake, life itself lives and breathes, just as we do.)
Most of the time when I speak of suffering I am speaking of imminent danger regarding poor health. We as a species seem to only be able to support an uprising to help individuals with specific diseases; one or maybe two at a time. For instance Breast Cancer, or Wounded Warriors. When this happens we fall into place like children at an elementary school, ready for attendance. The illusion of help and prosperity comes through and by another's disillusion of grandeur.
Now to be bold and frank. Those in position of power, in this time moreso than any other, are more irresponsible with this than a child with matches and firecrackers. Yet we hand this power over to them and then are surprised when they abuse it, just like we would be with a child.
I have lived my life in conviction, with immense financial resources. I have suffered pain in all aspects that no man can relate to or understand. It makes me vulnerable. And in that vulnerability begets strength and love; even through anger.
I have often spoke that everything must have an opposite. Yet, with the emotion of anger there is no opposite. Just that of not having it. But as with science and faith, this emotion is viable none the less.
I have offered to and have helped so many people in my life, in so many ways, that I have spent more time and lost more money than most people make in ten lifetimes. Through the eyes of oneself, we look at people in need with disdain and hatred. On the opposite end of the spectrum there are only a small few who do not know what it is to need or want.
People fall literally to their knees when in my presence as if I am gravity itself. I lift them up and I help. I pass no judgment on those who will judge themselves. I would be remiss if I did not state that even myself passes judgment. That I pass judgment on the wicked. Today, I see more people that are unworthy of the blessings they have been given.
What lies within a person's heart. What is with held from another. With all the clout and all the resources I have possessed in my life; my hardest battles are these: finding help, meaning medical help, the seriousness of all my illness, allowing a medical community to not only ignore and neglect, but through their insecurities that they will not acknowledge, vindictively use their power to attempt to snuff my life.
My other battle is to find anyone who would care about me in any way at all. Because of my strength, most people assume I have no feelings. That I have no heart. That I feel no pain and suffer no consequence. As they throw the burden of their own sins that they have committed upon me directly onto both shoulders.
I do not have the strength to go into detail about my life any longer: so I will generalize through specificity about others. When we are feeling great and living large we assume most are doing the same. When a person suffers so greatly, the difference becomes this: a person in great pain continuously wonders if another is feeling the same and is simply hiding it through immense strength.
What is my point? I will not explain or reiterate my prior posts. So I will start anew. We never hold oneself in contempt, only others. We brag or pat ourselves on the back for what we do as a living. For this simple, yet, complex reason, that stems from one's youth. To lift oneself up we must degrade another. We put on the cloak, the illusion, that we are so gifted; that our values and morality are so great, as we are deserving of our success. As we use disillusion to plunge the dagger into another because somehow they are subject to flaws that others are not and do not hold the values, morality or work ethic that you must retain for worldly success.
It is amazing to me that those who I have offered to help, when they have begged for it when it is not needed, will then complain and turn down my help. However, I have the great understanding of this: sometimes through the sufferings of life, and the imperfection of life itself, that through the surreality of life: help becomes unreal as this concept is unrecognizable to one's spirit. It is as if they have lost the ability to know the difference between night and day. Kindly stating that they know no more of what the blessed understand with the indifference of dark and light. The combination of illusion and disillusion. Two words that are so strongly bonded together, their definition is almost the same.
I was going the share an anecdote from a recent experience with my own family; but the energy it would take to do so for those who are truly suffering can understand why I can not. When I first started in social media, I did not understand it. In all honesty, I still do not. I have spent time on social media, or I'd like to say in the box of social media because in my illness I have had the lack of experiencing joy in and from the outside world.
In social media, I have developed great relationships, (most, brothers in arms) but will they go any further?
I started off being profound. But I have truly found that it is pointless to do so on social media. I have had many a people come to me for help, yet when I had to address my own health issues, the words that were left through email, messaging, tweets, were futile, hateful, disrespectful and of course I could go on with several profound words, but then I would be contradicting my own self. Many of the people who asked for my help did not even need it. The power to solve their own problems was within their own grasp. Many people I have offered help, immediate help, again because they passive-aggressively ask for it, will not even accept it or take their sweet time doing so.
Suffering is held in the old saying: to each their own. It is subjective to a person's sensibilities. This is appropriate for 99.9% of the world's population. But for that small, minute percentage, their daily lives are so torture-some that the world they live in, not only has ended, but has never started.
When I was in medical school, one of my professors told me something that I live with today ( and this applies to all aspects of life, not just in the medical field) when you hear the sound of galloping, do not think of horses, think of zebras. When needing help, and when helping those in need, do not fall in the trap of creating illusion through disillusion. And hold no disillusion for the corruption that lies in illusion.
So in ending, when you look into another person's heart, remember: the feelings that you have are the same as yours. Because all of our hearts are beating for the same reason, and to the same rhythm.
With all Sincerity, your friend,
~Joshua Jet Vaughan~
Post Script- Behold I sayeth: Friendship is not an offering, it is a gift that must not be with held but upheld ~Joshua Jet Vaughan 1:1
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