Well, if you haven't by now noticed, there's a lot of creativity in most things. Even con artists have to be creative. However, I have seen far too often, the originators of content and success, are never compensated. Just as most large companies will claim to be responsible for raising X amount of dollars for a charity of their choice. But, they seem to forget who is actually making the donations with money that in a lot of cases, people don't really have to spare. Especially considering the state that our economy is in today. But, you know who's getting all the credit and perks right? The big guys on campus will receive their annual rewards and bonuses, while everyone else goes on suffering and coming up with campaigns to raise money for their needs. What do the individual citizens making the donation get? They get a tax break, which really helps no one but the people who can already afford the donations. Those are the people making donations of up to or more than 10%. That 10% of income all started with Religious Governments and Churches. It was recommended that you spend up to 10% of your income on church donations. After all, what better way can a person show respect to the one we need to thank for making the other 90%. So, then we pay 30% towards taxes, if not more, and another 20% on food we NEED to survive, and 40-50% on a place to live, which is also necessity. So whatever is left, anywhere between 0 and 10%, depending on how much someone is already giving "charity" to, that's all the money that's left to pay for other necessities, like a car, insurance, clothing, purses, wallets, bank fees, classes at your local college, and well…anything else that puts your in debt. No one wants to be in debt, yet again, no one wants to pay 40-50% in taxes. So, we either give it to the credit card companies and banks, or we pay for all the extra services our government would like to provide, but because of state related squandering and inappropriate allocations, there would never be enough to maintain the most important. That to me is our entertainment. Entertainment is how we get by. If anyone would like to differ on that statement, please email me and let me know. I'd like to punch you. I'm just kidding. But really, most of us want to enjoy our time off through some sort of entertainment. Whether, it's music, television, movies or well, music. Music and movies, in my eyes, are the only two necessities that I believe should get just as much attention as living expenses and food. It's our form of universal communication and sometimes even our language of love depending on what we're portraying and messages that are being conveyed. Not a single person can deny this. The emotion evoked, regardless of your native language, is so detrimental to our well-being. If we're lucky, we're able to afford basic cable and listen to the radios in our cars. Those forms of entertainment are highly regulated by our government, so it makes sense why we're made to feel bad for others and hand out our last dime. The altruism behind that is great, but feeling bad is not. It's the sales pitch that turns me off. Sometimes, I'd rather give a couple bucks to a panhandler. Let him or her decide what they want to do with it. Who am I to decide what someone else should do with the money they make. Sure, I'd love to be God, for a minute or two, but honestly, that's just rude. The type of entertainment we allow and/or can afford ourselves to be exposed to, is exactly what shapes our minds and therefore our attitudes and there goes our health. To health, I say, "goodbye," Just thinking about our health, in the US alone, is enough to make a healthy person sick. The amount of heart attacks, child-onset diabetes, and the chemical dependencies of alcohol and drugs, which are all equally responsible for feeding the pharmaceutical companies and then about 25% of our prisons according to Advocacy for Prisoner Rights, then back to our taxes. No on has to tell me about alcohol abuse, but try and tell someone they have a problem with eating too much or too little, then the real defensive wall come up. It's in what we choose to do with our time away from work that determines our thoughts and views on idealism. Music and movies are a universal form of communication, that no one can deny. The creativity of expression evokes a certain emotion that is usually similar, regardless of a person's native language. It's the same way we view love. The universal language of love never had to stop at a significant other or our children. But it does for a lot of people. I've been unemployed close to 2 years now, but have owned my own company, which has failed, but still consider myself lucky. My choice in life, is to spend a majority of my hard earned cash on the kind of entertainment I need to feel enriched. But, not everyone understands this importance. So, they go on feeling bad about treating themselves to something other than government regulated television and commercial music. It's no wonder we're made to feel bad for people other than ourselves. If we're not stuffing our mouths with food we see on commercials, or sick from the news that we see on TV, we're buying into our country's largest broken promise. This is no place for dreams. I cannot speak for third world countries or any other country other than my own. But, people who still believe that America is the land of the free, is being fed an inhumane amount of lies. Our altruistic attitudes are beautiful, but the reasoning behind what we choose to be altruistic about is mostly government regulated. If feeling awful yourself is not part of the equation, it's usually not accepted as a means of charitable donation. Instead, it's considered a food and entertainment expense. I cannot really deduct too many donations given to panhandlers. There's no 501c3 setup for them. But, personally, I would rather let the exact individual that I'm trying to give money to, decide what they want to do with it. Who am I to decide what someone else should do with the money they make. Panhandling is just as much of a job as me writing this blog for free is. Our hope is to gain something we actually want at the moment. Usually, that's the comfort of freedom. My freedom of expression is the only thing that keeps me away from alcoholism and depression medication. I have never been more free in my life, and still so broke. Sure, I'd love to play God and determine what value is placed on this and that, but not for much longer than a minute or two. Anything beyond that is just rude. So I'll end it there so you can decide for yourself. My opinion only matters to me. It's your opinion that will ultimately matter to you.
My intent is not to come off as religious. Although I believe my parents would be overjoyed to hear that, I'm just not. Spiritual? Absolutely. The experiences that I've had in my life point me to no other conclusion than to one that suggests there is obviously something connecting each and every one of us.
When we take off the blinders and pay attention to the world that is actually around us, it's difficult to deny all the synchronicity that surrounds us. It calls for a much higher kind of intuition. There is no more ignoring the people in need. There is no longer a 5 mile morning run, without an understanding that we might get interrupted by someone in need. But how many of us would be comfortable stopping in our tracks, to answer the needs of a person that might otherwise look criminal.
In a society that claims to be on the right track toward living a prejudice free lifestyle, I have to question why it is then, that law enforcement can still socially profile and get away with it. It's no longer racial profiling, it's everything to do with who we choose to associate with. Yet, is that still a fair measurement? It's a basis for one, but just like we were always taught (at least I was taught), "never judge a book by it's cover". Freedom of speech and the ability to wear whatever kinds of clothes or tattoos we choose, suddenly no longer becomes a freedom, but rather a liability, based on another "Social Group's" acceptable behavior standards.
So, human nature is not to stop in our tracks for another person's sake. It's a selfish instinct just like we observe in animals. That sudden stop of adrenaline, or interruption to our normal daily brain activity and expectation of its result, is a very difficult idea to grasp. The discomfort it provides is so overwhelmingly drastic that sometimes, overcoming that moment, even as quick as a minute, is all it takes to make or break a successful exchange. When we think of being taken out of our own comfort zones, we immediately flock to the nearest protective figure or idea we have to grasp onto, that offers the most immediate gratification.
That being said, I work today on not passing any judgement. Of course that is an impossible task to master, but at the very least, I can rest assured that I have given each and every situation, it's very own authentic, benefit of the doubt, so that I can better choose How I want to allow it to affect me.
-Tonight, by Virginia Crayola
How much must a couple endure before they can decide whether or not they want to continue on together? My boyfriend and I have been together for over a year. On our anniversary, he never mentioned or acknowledged it. On Valentine's Day, he never even wished me a happy one.
The ring he used to propose to me was had been pawned, bought back, and then given back to his mother. I truly thought that after our first big argument, when I gave him the ring back and asked him to reconsider. I didn't think think it would be longer than a couple of weeks before I'd be wearing the ring again, proud to be engaged.
8 months later and nothing of the sort was even being mentioned. Instead, after trying so hard to keep things financially together, during my supposed psychotic outbreak, that randomly occurred on August 18th, he started keeping more and more from me. Supposedly, I hadn't been the same person since August 18th. I'm not sure if that's the exact date or now, but I do have to agree that something has shifted my focus. So much to the point that I no longer enjoy the activities I used to.
I found him crouched over on one of our tables. I thought he just passed out, but I guess he took more medication of some sort than he should have. I called the ambulance the second I noticed the foaming from his mouth. What happened? Why all of a sudden? Things seemed to be going fairly well for once.
After he was released from the hospital, we found one of his cats, who I named Willie, in the neighbor's yard, unable to move. It was clear that something or somebody got to him. He ended up paralyzed and we had to put him down 2 days later. One day after that, which was difficult enough to endure, Willie's little brother, who was the runt of the litter, had a limp on his paw. He hasn't been seen since that night. We still have signs up in hopes he will be found and returned as opposed to finding out our neighbor had him put to sleep, which is our current prediction.
So, how much is enough at one time? I found out that we were in the hole quite a bit, whereas I was under the impression we were doing really well. What else is one to think when their significant other is constantly offering this and that and everything else. He offered me everything but the truth and he almost left me here alone to clean up after him. That's always been my part in a relationship. I had never been on the side that had to witness the suicide attempts and mania mixed with depression.
I suppose I would have to learn what if felt like to put other people through those types of experiences, so that I could fully grasp how sorry I really truly am. And that my selfishness ran the show on a much larger scale than I had ever expected. Well, so now I know. Thank you. It's time to grow up now.