Be Together. Not the Same.

A picture of many different feet I took a couple years ago

The world is an interesting place. With over 7 billion people on the planet, there is never a shortage of stories and knowledge to go around. If someone could round up all of the people in the world and put them in one large open space, and then ask everyone one of them to write an interesting fact about themselves on a giant board, there would be an entire book written (at least by those that could write).

If we were all the same, nothing would get done. It’s our mission to paint the world with many different colors. We do not own this planet – we are merely renting it until we die. The world is our playground and we continue to shape it into whatever we want.

Android’s tagline is Be Together. Not the Same. Not everyone can be a Zuckerberg or Oprah. You don’t have to force yourself to fit in to be popular. Be the most unique person and you will be rewarded with a rich and rewarding life. Be a part of the dance but don’t dance the same dance, if that makes any sense.


For some reason, my domain name doesn’t work anymore. I got an error message saying “’s DNS server could not be found” and couldn’t access my blog site. I tried fixing this but don’t have access to the complicated code files so I ended up going back to the .wordpress domain everything worked again.

Poetic Reduction

openOpen up your heart
To life’s exciting journey
Water quenching thirst

Walk with briskly grace
The mindful human age
Those pyramids not yet climbed

Music for the soul
Keep the learning fire alive
Thoughts until the death
Those dancing arms and legs jive
Time keeps marching on

My seven words to live by: Walk, heart, life, water, music, fire, death. Seems good enough for anyone since all of these words are universal. I can’t imagine a language with just seven words being effective or interesting but if striving to understand one another is the goal, there’s no reason not to try it; it would be very poetic. The dictionary makers would have a much easier job, though creating definitions would be next to impossible – I suppose pictures would do…a pictionary.

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Seven Wonders.”

Khalil Gibran once said that people will never understand one another unless language is reduced to seven words. What would your seven words be?

Life On Mars

What took you guys so long?

The biggest question of my young life so far has finally been answered: there is water on Mars.

Liquid water and at least ten swimming pools of it, someone said, not just puny ice caps. The next big question is if there is enough water and if it’s usuable. It seems a bit anticlimactic, as if scientists knew it all along but finally decided to let out the big secret. I sort of knew it all along, since there can’t possibly be just one planet in the entire universe that supports life. Actually, noone is still quite sure if there is life in those water pools. If there is, there are brand new theories to be discussed and new openings for the fantastic realm of science (sorry, 6,000 year Earth believers). Life may have come from Mars on gigantic pieces of the planet that got broken off during collisions, lifeforms being encased in tiny water droplets and deposited on the once hot and rocky sphere. But if it’s true that life started on Mars, how did it get there? Did it come from yet another planet? It’s the whole “what happened before the Big Bang complexity” How can anything suddenly come from nothing?

Now that the big water question has been solved, it’s time to get going on going to Mars. The Mars One project is in the process of selecting 4 individuals who will take an estimated 4 month journey to the Red Planet and will set up the first colony bases as well as finding a way to grow food and sustain life.

The greatest achievement in human history, other than landing on the moon, will be creating a viable civilization on Mars. To have a place to be once the inevitable ending comes for our earth would be monumental. If I ever got the chance to live on Mars (this is permanent) I probably would gracefully die on the red iron hills, just to have it of record that I’ve one of only so many to have perished on a different planet. But before that my daily life would be within a transparent tubing house, seeing the orange-reddish sky and the dust storms swirling around outside. Eating genetically grown plants that surprisingly don’t taste like rubber. Eating the meat from genetically grown animals stored in an artificial zoo environment. Sleeping on a bed that may have anti-aging powers.

But there’s a million to one chance that will never happen. There’s a slight chance that no human will ever set foot on Mars, something going wrong with the spaceship or the length of the mission pushing the limits of any person on board. I have faith in humanity. I have faith that we can do anything. We are the smartest things in the universe. We were given super intelligent brains to solve and achieve things. If one can solve a Rubik’s cube in as little as 3 moves, one can find a way to land on Mars.

But we still can’t figure out how to stop it from raining or not raining. I suppose we are more adept to figuring out the bigger things in life, some of us at least.

Anyway, that’s my life ending statue: a dusty and rugged suited astronaut holding onto the American flag (or whoever gets there first) on the surface of Mars.

The message on the base of the statue: There’s no going back. Only forward.

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Immortalized in Stone.”

Your personal sculptor is carving a person, thing or event from the last year of your life. What’s the statue of and what makes it so significant?

O is for Optical

So our eyes are the main reason the world is like it is today, why the use of different shades of colors to convey different meanings matters so much, why attention to intricate detail is a big priority in the end, why photography, television, or movies even exist. Everything that was created or written down, every tall skyscraper erected, every movie produced or photo taken, every sports game ever played, is because we not only have a wonderful sense of vision but also the awareness and intelligence to use it in a way no other species has come remotely close to. Humans see the world as their own and have always had a mission to shape it in their minds desire. We’ve most likely been involved in the largest collaboration project ever, one that has spanned millions of years from the time man first learned to use tools – the project to shape planet Earth from its natural untouched state to a thriving ball of activity and creativity, and look how far we’ve come.

Our eyes collect so much data and world experiences over a lifetime that if you could somehow retrieve all of those pictures off our massive “hard drive” of a brain and load them onto a computer, you would probably fill its hard drive to its capacity in no time – and two terabytes is just not going to cut it.

Some of the best moments in my life witnessed with my own eyes:

  • Seeing everyone in my senior year, including me, finally reach the end of their long journey and graduate from high school.
  • Seeing myself graduating from college, receiving that degree.
  • Seeing my hands fumbling with that steering wheel, driving a car for the very first time.
  • Seeing the very first African American president, Barack Obama, elected in the United States in 2008.
  • Watching the Detroit Tigers storm to the World Series in 2006, getting in off of a Magglio Ordonez game winning home run, ending an era of struggles and embarrassment.

And the worst moments:

  • Watching the Tigers get clobbered in that 2006 series against St. Louis, 4 games to 1
  • 9/11
  • Boston Marathon Bombings
  • My second grandmother dying in 2003 (or seeing her struggle with cancer beforehand)
  • The acne years

And yet another acrostic poem keeping with the trend of previous posts:

Outlook beyond the world so vast
Prairies and fields, mountains and grass
Toward enlightenment, the vibrant of the soul
Ice storms rain down, crater sized hole
Counting off calendar years, eager for tomorrow
Asking now, not when
Lit a fire, warmed away sorrow

April A to Z Challenge

BATZAP by Doobster @ Mindful Digressions

L is for Legs

Legs seem to be universal, something that is found in nearly every living and non-living thing. Humans have them, animals have them, insects have them, desks, chairs, and kitchen appliances as well. They help in movement and support, are a thing nature decided millions of years ago would be beneficial in helping organisms with finding food and running away from being food. We all seem to operate on an even number of legs since that is nature’s way of keeping everything balanced. Of course, some animals developed wings for better survival, but they still use their legs for those times when it isn’t a pressure situation involving the fight or flight response, when they can just tromp across a fence or wire like it’s Sunday morning.

My two legs these days probably don’t get as much exercise as they should, since I have been stuck in front of my computer most of this year, only occasionally going outside to take some pictures or look for the cat that went missing for two straight days (he comes back eventually after a night on the town).

My acrostic poem for legs:

Little engines, pumping pistons
Energy propelled, man on a mission
Going places in a hurry, fast as a fly
Swamp water up to your knees, jump high, touch the sky

April A to Z Challenge

BATZAP by Doobster @ Mindful Digressions

If Morgan Freeman Says So…

There comes a point in every person’s life where they wish they could do more. They wish they could take the world by storm and call it their own, could claim countries, buy entire islands, build skyscrapers named after them. Unfortunately, the average person does not have the money and power to do that but what if they did? By unlocking the full potential of your brain, the other 90%, wild and exciting things could be bound to happen.

If I could use all 100% of my brain, I would probably open up doors, real and figurative ones, that I thought would be locked forever. I could control my destiny in ways unimaginable to the mortal being. Imagine me being able to manipulate the skies to my desire, or get the job I want by using the power of persuasion and a little bit of mind control (it’s possible). I believe that hidden within the unused percent of our noggins is the ability to learn multiple languages, from Spanish to Russian to Swahili, in as little as an hour. I would become an instant genius, able to solve any problem with relative ease, able to play the stock market brilliantly and become a rich, rich man – a wolf of Wall Street.

“This just in – a group of tourists have been blocked inside a cave by a pile of massive boulders. Rescue workers are on the scene trying to free the captives. Everyone is calm as the situation is being approached, family members holding their breath and – wait…who is this? Oh my God, this is incredible. This man…is moving the boulders…with, do I dare say telekinesis?

“Amazing! The tourists are now crawling out through their entrance to safety. It is unbelievable what we have just witnessed. A miracle. This man’s a God send, this –

“Please. Save it for my book”, I say, walking away from the scene ever so nonchalantly as if this particular ability of mine was as normal as ketchup on hamburgers. The press flash their cameras at me as I pass, begging me for information about my super power.

The only thing I say?

“I’m using 100% of my brain, 70% of it to save the world, 20% to beat the odds, and the last 10% to finally remember where I parked my car.”

Now all of this sounds fine and dandy. But let’s get real here – I’m basing this post, and all of the wonderful gifts discussed, on some science fiction lore; movies such as “Lucy” and “Limitles that break all kinds of scientific laws, only make sense when not taken seriously, not nitpicked and compared to the real world.

The truth is, according to a PRI article from July 2014, that we are already using 100% of our brains – just not all the time though, that would cause a massive seizure. That 100% is used for processes such as “transcribing DNA, making proteins, and moving around ions.” Like any organ in the body, the brain, or more specifically the cells within, is working at full volume to keep us alive and well. If it did less, we wouldn’t function properly.

So while we might not have the ability to make the world bow before us or bend steel with our mind, we have potential to achieve great things if we try our hardest, use everything we have. That’s the only reason why most people are mediocre at best – they choose not to use their brains effectively, not to tap into its full potential because they are just plain lazy.

The 10% statement is a misquote that has found its way into the money hungry veins of Hollywood blockbusters – take it with a grain of salt the next time you listen to Morgan Freeman say it in his Godly voice.

“I have no idea.”

In response to The Daily Prompt: “Brain Power.”

No Shave November – The Journey

Hooray! No Shave November is over and I finally get to shave this month…or I should keep my magnificent mug and groom it into magnificent manly material? Too late now…the following is my journey each day in November of growing out my facial hair.

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