all my best... my very very best.
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This was first posted at
"A Kings Castle"
Sometime in October 2017
(link not available - because I can't find it yet)
All you have to do...
Is change the way you think and you will change your life, no matter what situation you are in or your circumstance – the way you think about it will determine how you feel about it and that will result in your attitude – this is where I am because of this and that, and it's “their” fault, and I can't do anything about it... or are you pissed off enough to make the changes you have to make and work through the struggles and make the sacrifices that must be made to change the situation – do you believe you were made for something better and this temporary mishap is just part of a test... or are you simply indifferent and don't care where you are and how you got there... because shit happens... and it does my friends... many times shit just happens that had nothing to do with the choices that you made and your life... it was out of your control... but the next step is most definitely up to you.
For many of us our parents had nothing to teach us about the world – the things that really mattered, what we would need to go from boys to men, no skills or trade to pass down, nothing about money, no traditions to preserve, no rituals to observe, no tribal honor to protect... nothing, because they had nothing themselves – you went to school and where given nothing outside of reading writing and mathematics to help you as an adult, and then if you were fool enough you went to a university you could not afford in hopes of finding a high paying job so that you can pay off the loans you got for that education that turned out to be worthless – how much good did it really do you?
Want to know what the adults around me told me when I was young – they said study hard and go to college or they would say join the military... no one around me ever encouraged me or told me to learn a trade... to develop any artistic talents, to enhance my communication skills and become a sales man (and I was a sales man at one point – but no one taught me how it was done or steered me in the direction to learn the trade). No one ever told me were the high paying trade jobs were working the oil fields (and my dad worked in oil at one point – but no one ever encouraged me to go into it or explain all the opportunities there). No one ever told me that I did not have to go to college to sell life insurance or to become a broker
No one ever encouraged me to save money and start my own business when I was young – but when I did, those around me told me I was dumb for doing it because I did not know what I was doing or that it was a stupid idea and it will not work – “stop dreaming” my family told me “and get a real job...” know what I did – I quit, because all those around me filled my head with the idea that I would fail – so instead of persevering and pushing on, I quit... and I kept quitting... that was my failure... now, I won't lie to you, it did take me a very long time to shake those words and thoughts out of my head... and a big part of that was not letting anyone know what it was I was doing and I went forward with the intent of proving that I could do it (whatever it was I was working on). And it worked... and also... I was just pissed off at everyone.
I know, friends, making changes is not easy because you have been shaped through many years by those around you and society at large to be the way you are now – but take a very good look at your life and ask yourself if this is what you want – to live as others want you to... to think as others want you to – that may be fine for the socialist marching to the same do-gooder chant... but I know it can't be good enough for you.
“Be careful what you water your dreams with, water them with worry and fear and you will produce weeds that choke the life from your dreams, water them with optimism and solutions and you will cultivate success”
- Lao Tzu
So let us start to make those changes
Change #1. know what it is that you truly want – I thought I wanted to be rich, but it turned out that what I rally wanted was what being rich could afford me – the life of freedom – freedom to come and go as I please, freedom to live my life without explanations or excuses... freedom to say what ever the hell I want to say and not be afraid of loosing my job for it, freedom to give the world the finger and say “f*ck you, and thanks for all the whores...” and disappear into the night. No, you don't need money to do all that but, buddy, it's better to be able to do it in style.
So figure out what it truly is that you want and figure out the ways to get it – money is just a tool, it is important to remember that – money is not the thing that you want, it is the thing that money will get you – focus on that thing not the money – the dream you are chasing... the house, the car, the girl... the boat, the island, the shade of that tree in a green valley far from the madness of the modern world... find out what it is that you truly want and break it down so that you can describe it in just a couple sentences on an index card... and simply just focus on that thing that you want and move in the direction of it.
“Cause you can't get what you want – 'till you know what you want”
- Joe Jackson
Change #2. Take advantage of all and every opportunity that comes your way – and think it through before you say yes or no – No, I don't have a problem moving garbage around for money... yes, I have a problem thieving... no, I don't have a problem being separated from my family for months at a time in order to provide for them... yes, I do have a problem lying and cheating...
there are opportunities coming and going if you are paying attention to the world around you but you do have to know how much of your dignity and honor you are willing to sacrifice for the sake of getting the things that you want... is doing something today that will bite you in the ass tomorrow worth it – today? Is doing something that could potentially land you in the slammer worth it? These choices are up to you – but remember that the choices you make you must man up and own them... you can't just say – shit happens on that one.
But do take advantage of all opportunities – and if there are none then create them – when you look around you and see crowds of people looking down at their phones walking into each-other like dummies – did you go out to buy a phone just like theirs or did you set up a stand to sell them phones? When everyone was getting tattoos did you rush out to get one too or did you partner up with an artist and open up a tattoo parlor? When the government told it's citizens that by law they had to have insurance did you go out and get insurance or did you invest in an insurance company that was going to raise their rates? Starting to see the opportunities now – don't be a sucker... play that sucker for all you can get... but be honest about it with yourself about your intentions and your goal. Right now the Company google is purging right leaning and conservative ideas from their platforms – the one that provides a new platform for those looking for it, that can equal or surpass the service the Google and YouTube provided will have fat stacks of cash, my friends – and just because some one else is doing it does not mean that you cannot – you just have to give more and care more about the people giving you their money.
“Few people recognize opportunity, becomes it comes disguised as hard work”
- Cary Grant
Change #3. Change your space. Change how you live, by this I mean you have to change who and what you surround yourself with. It has been said that you are the people you hangout with – so, if it is true that you are hanging out with a bunch of layabouts that do nothing but play video games and smoke pot all night – then chances are that is all you will add up to yourself, when you should be working your side hustle or learning something new or at the very least working out. The same thing has been written about your actual surrounding – where you dwell – is it messy and cluttered and chaotic – does it reflect your own life... are you messy cluttered and chaotic because of your home or is your home a reflection of your life? An interesting thought. I do collect things – books, art, vintage stuff – for me it is an investment in things I feel can be sold off in the future for profit, but I do not waste my time on too many luxuries, my actual home is rather Spartan and after all these years I still have unpacked boxes stacked against a wall... I am hardly ever there, there is a sofa a couple of beds, a desk, a small table that I made to eat at, an old radio that works when it wants to, some pots and pans and that is it... but like I said, I am hardly ever there... where I am at, my belongings fit into a closet and I can leave whenever and not worry about them if I never return... I focus on making money and my goal – which has been for some time now the “Deringerville” project... nothing else matters to me. I don't watch television and I don't listen to the radio – everything I need to entertain myself I have on a hard drive and some books. I keep the clutter limited only to my desk – I hate cleaning and dusting so I make it easy for myself by not having anything that needs attention – run a dust rag over the desk and a mop over the floor and I am done... focus on my job... rest... do some writing... try to draw a little... work out... step out for a bit to hang with the gang and piss off the new world faggots and back home... I could have much more than what I have now, but I really want to build that farm and village and that will take money for what I plan – and that is what it is all being stacked up for... trust me, some days I want to blow it all on a new shiny boat... but, I think I want to piss the world off more than chase my material desires... that is more fun to me... and “Deringerville” will definitely piss off the social justice do-gooder. The last year and a half I have been focusing on finding the right land in the right place and the right people to put this all together – once in a while I will distract myself with a young lady, but when I am not with my gang or checking on my business, then I am working on making the farm a reality... I dream it and talk about it with anyone who will listen – it is my only passion and focus... It gets me up in the morning and keeps my up at night. I draw out plans and redraw them every time I come across a new spot.
“Do what you can with what you have where you are”
- Theodore Roosevelt
You may have to actually get up and move away to a new place in order to change your space – then do it. Get as far away from those that are bringing you down with their negativity and the situation that surrounds you whether by your own creation or some other design... get out and start over with nothing someplace else... people go and find greener pastures everyday and many of them go with very little or no money at all and start over and make something out of themselves – but first do as the quote above – do what you can with what you have where you are... and save and plan and escape.
“Even if you're on the right track, you'll get run over if you just sit there”
- Will Rodgers
You must take action – with out action everything else is useless – you know what you have to do, you are confident in your plans and you know what it is that you want... you just have to move in the direction of that thing, pushing everything and everyone that is irrelevant to your desires out of the way and you will find – if your intentions are worthy of that thing that you want, things will fall into place and that thing you are chasing will begin to move in your direction... that's just the way it is.
Change #4. Be grateful - I cannot stop saying this... and I may never will.
Here I will make a confession – It was anger and hatred that fueled my material desires at first... and I never expressed or acknowledged any gratitude for the money I acquired and the material possessions and comforts that came with it all... and I lost it – twice... and to top it all... I made no preparations for the fall – there was no plan B and nothing stashed away for those long rainy days... I was an ass-hole who thought he knew it all and did not give one fuck about anything- I just wanted more, more and more... until, as I have said before, the universe kicked me (hard) in the dick and took it all away... lesson learned the hard way... I am grateful for the money that I make and I express that by giving to those in need with out expecting anything in return for it and more money comes my way. I am grateful for the opportunities I find and I express gratitude for them by sharing what I know and what I learn with others and I find myself stumbling upon more opportunities... I am grateful for my health and grateful for the friends in my life and I find ways to express my gratitude.. and since I became conscious of expressing gratitude I find myself being abundantly blessed by more of the things I express my gratitude for... I cannot explain it – I can only say that there must be something very divine in it...
For many of you this may sound like hog-wash... but keep this in mind – there are over ten million Freemasons in the world in every position and occupation imaginable and many of them study a little blue book called the Kabalyon in order to decipher the laws of the universe and one of those laws is the law of cause and effect - “Every cause has its effect, every effect has its cause; everything happens according to law; chance is but a name for law not recognized; there are many planes of causation but, nothing escapes the law”
My teacher told me - “If you can't beat'em, join 'em... if you can't join 'em, learn to think like them...”
Change the way you think, and you will change everything in your life.
“The happiness of your life depends on your thoughts: therefore, guard then accordingly and take care you entertain no notions unsuitable to virtue and reasonable nature”
- Marcus Aurelius
Wednesday, November 7, 2018
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Be calm, be still, be silent.
Do not wish for, desire, or hope.
Do not lust, envy, or covet.
- Be calm, be still, be silent.
Do not worry, or fret, or regret.
Do not argue, or debate, or convince.
- Be calm, be still, be silent.
Be grateful, be humble, be content.
Be proud, dignified, and honorable.
Be strong, be moral, be true.
- Be calm, be still, be silent.
Monday, October 8, 2018
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Tuesday, June 19, 2018
I never participated very much or commented on other peoples writings online until I found The Iron Legion Blog - Those writings and ideas where very inspiring - They clicked with me and pushed just the right buttons at just the right time...but - There wont be another site like it and I don't know if It's writer, Simon, will return... but... it seems... my comment posting days are over.
This was originally posted yesterday as a comment on another blog...
but... it did not survive for long
My opinions and writings belong at the Deringer Files anyway
where those who want to read them can find them.
Sometimes the best way to find yourself is to loose yourself...
and if you can loose yourself in the magic of an ancient forest – still and quiet and far from the problems of the modern world, lonely but for the creatures it cradles in the night... a place that was there before you were born and will be there long after the world has lost it's memory of you... a place that still carries the echos of the myths left behind from the wanderers that came before you... even better.
In such a place you can loose yourself and find yourself over and over... and over again.
There you can cleanse your mind and your soul and your body from the toxic progressive madness of the cities and the suburbs and the zombie horde that dwell within on their uninspired mindless consumer rush to the slaughter house... no friends... you were made for something greater... and the visions of it wait for you there in the thick quiet of nature... there where the songs of mystic warriors that are your ancestors still lingers... you just have to abandon your fears and technology and let go of the things you think you need and wander into that lost kingdom were the weak dare not go without their smart phones and GPS and air mattresses.
The quest is nothing more than simplicity – a noble enough venture for your first outing that will easily be found siting beside a fire. Throw some sausages and cheese into a bag with bread and jam or peanut butter, some fruit – berries, apples, oranges... water... don't forget your hygiene... a good book to read – something inspiring... a classic perhaps – “Ivanhoe” or “Idles of the King”... “Lord of the Rings”... take a journal to right in... a sleeping bag or just a good blanket, a tent (or not)... matches, compass, first aid kit... the spirit of adventure and the curiosity of the boy you once were.
Two days... three days... is all you need to be reborn - the wandering of the mind and spirit till you find a place to rest... learning how to breathe again and how to listen to that voice of your true self that you lost when the world brought you to your knees and forced you to conform and corralled you with the rest of the heard... the cleansing... the ritual of fire and smoke – offer up a sacrifice and a prayer to your God... and your ancestors... the gratitude for your blessings and your food... the communion – dig your fingers into the soil... stroke the leaves and branches and petals... place your palm on the trunk of a tree and listen for it's story... try to recognize the face staring back at you in the water... hunch down in the grass and watch the world through the eyes of a beast... a wolf... a lion... the baptism (if and when it comes), is the moment you realize who and what you are... were you belong... where you are going... what you were created for – you won't find those answers doing a google search... but you will get nearer to it in the wild.
It could be in the desert, up a mountain, in an endless valley... out at sea, or in the woods... any where as long as it is far from where crowds gather – where you will find the voice waiting for those with ears to hear – the voice of inspiration... motivation... exaltation...
Buddha abandoned his kingdom in search of the cause of suffering and under the leaves of a fig tree he heard the voice. Moses went up a mountain where he heard the voice and later lingered there until he received the law from his God. Jesus walked out into the waste lands to be tempted by Satan and he found his strength. Knights of old drifted into the forest to rest and regain their strength in their solitude... That is where the myths are born – what will you be when you walk out of the church of nature... a poet... a knight on a quest for greatness, a priest or monk or prophet... a warrior god returned from the whispers of the distant past to conquer and destroy and build a new world?
What indeed shall you be when you come back to the chaos.
Saturday, June 9, 2018
Wednesday, June 6, 2018
by Robert William Service
Have you gazed on naked grandeur
where there's nothing else to gaze on,
Set pieces and drop-curtain scenes galore,
Big mountains heaved to heaven,
which the blinding sunsets blazon,
Black canyons where the rapids rip and roar?
Have you swept the visioned valley
with the green stream streaking through it,
Searched the Vastness for a something you have lost?
Have you strung your soul to silence?
Then for God's sake go and do it;
Hear the challenge, learn the lesson, pay the cost.
Have you wandered in the wilderness,
the sagebrush desolation,
The bunch-grass levels where the cattle graze?
Have you whistled bits of rag-time
at the end of all creation,
And learned to know the desert's little ways?
Have you camped upon the foothills,
have you galloped o'er the ranges,
Have you roamed the arid sun-lands through and through?
Have you chummed up with the mesa?
Do you know its moods and changes?
Then listen to the Wild -- it's calling you.
Have you known the Great White Silence,
not a snow-gemmed twig aquiver?
(Eternal truths that shame our soothing lies.)
Have you broken trail on snowshoes?
mushed your huskies up the river,
Dared the unknown, led the way, and clutched the prize?
Have you marked the map's void spaces,
mingled with the mongrel races,
Felt the savage strength of brute in every thew?
And though grim as hell the worst is,
can you round it off with curses?
Then hearken to the Wild -- it's wanting you.
Have you suffered, starved and triumphed,
groveled down, yet grasped at glory,
Grown bigger in the bigness of the whole?
"Done things" just for the doing,
letting babblers tell the story,
Seeing through the nice veneer the naked soul?
Have you seen God in His splendors,
heard the text that nature renders?
(You'll never hear it in the family pew.)
The simple things, the true things,
the silent men who do things --
Then listen to the Wild -- it's calling you.
They have cradled you in custom,
they have primed you with their preaching,
They have soaked you in convention through and through;
They have put you in a showcase;
you're a credit to their teaching --
But can't you hear the Wild? -- it's calling you.
Let us probe the silent places,
let us seek what luck betide us;
Let us journey to a lonely land I know.
There's a whisper on the night-wind,
there's a star agleam to guide us,
And the Wild is calling, calling...
let us go.
Far, Far away Soria Moria Palace
Glimmered like Gold
Monday, May 28, 2018
First I want to let it be publicly known that I am with Tommy... and this situation is what the western world has to be very worried about, for I am certain that it will spread to other "free" countries... this could be the spark that lights the fire or it could be curtains for free speech... we'll have to wait and see, my friends
Second. I want to thank those who still let me comment on their sites - seems my comments have been banned in five popular sites now... I know they can get too long, and I tend to ramble and sometimes take the long way 'round to make my point and sometimes I even forget what the hell the point was... it happens... but for whatever reason, other writers have chosen that my comments (or perhaps your cousin Dash in general) are not welcome... so be it...
At CrusaderRabbit today on the Topic of Tommy Robinson I said:
Sunday, May 27, 2018
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Tuesday, May 15, 2018
Water droplets from a clear sky
Here's a first in strange things that I have experienced.
Last night at 2:00am I stepped out to take some garbage bags out to the side walk – I had placed the bins out for pick-up earlier, I was up reading and before I turned in I remembered I still had the bags from my room and the bathrooms to take out.
As soon as I walked through the gate of the front patio I felt a small water drop hit my shoulder – I thought nothing of it and kept walking down the path to the side walk but with every step I took I kept feeling water droplets hit my arms and neck I stopped to look up and the sky was clear with bright stars above me... I looked around carefully to see if there was any fog or mist – nothing... I reach the trash bins and toss in my bags and I turn around slowly to make my way back into the house...
I walk up the path very, very slow with my arms out feeling these water drops – they are not big, it feels like I am being sprayed by some water bottle sprayer – can't explain it really... like I was walking through a soft spraying water sprinkler – just a mist of water drops... I am not soaking wet and I can feel my body cooling down as if the drops of water evaporated instantly.
Half way up the walk way I stop and look around again. I look down at the pavement and it is dry. I walk onto the grass and it is dry... again, no clouds, no wind, not even a breeze, there is nothing in the sky but stars and no one around but me...
Even this morning I can not come up with some reason for it... and I am not sure exactly how to feel about the event... for some reason this keeps bringing to mind an event that I experienced recently but do not know if the two are connected – that event I am not sure at all how to explain even to myself as it concerns my memories – I most definitely trust my memories
On April 17, I noticed that a plant holder which I have always known and remember to have been made of white ceramic blocks turned into old wooden block... I am very sure of my memories of the ceramic blocks as I always looked at that plant holder carefully for it's good design – the eyes are drawn to it because it sits on the side of the shed in the middle of a row of dark Terracotta pots... so it stands out and I always look at it so I know for certain what it was made of and what it looked like... now that plant holder is made of wooded blocks that have just a hint of stained white paint on them - it is not as attractive as it was in my memories and I do not know what to make of it... there is also the case of the “holy shirts”
I had three old button downs that had holes in them, one on the sleeve and the others down toward the bottom I had folded them and put them in a plastic bag to tear up later for cleaning rags ( this was over two months ago), when I finely went to use the first one to use for wiping down some yard tools I noticed that it had no hole... I checked the other two and their holes were no longer there... these were perfectly good shirts... what the hell was going on here... this freaked my out a bit and I did not hesitate in my decision to just through those shirts away... I wanted to burn them but I just threw them away – I wanted to have nothing to do with them... I trust my memories... and I try to dismiss strange things like this but sometimes it is just hard too... all you can do is go on with your life and hope nothing too damn weird happens... but in my life the weird is a regular thing... but don't f*ck with my memories of things because that just pisses me off... gas-lighting – probably the devils best trick...
But the water sprinkles... it actual felt pretty good for a strange event... good or bad...
Monday, May 14, 2018
Wednesday, May 9, 2018
there have always been stories in Mexico and even as far south as Chile about a white tribe in ancient days - and I have always believed it to be true... a gut feeling. even my own shaman talks about a white tribe and has even told me stories of his spiritual awakening when wandering a mountain he stumbled upon a cave and there he met a white Indian who showed him the path to enlightenment.
and if you have the time also check out Robert Sepehr's
Rethinking the Peopling of the Americas
Rethinking the Peopling of the Americas