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Changing Intentions

Normal 0      After researching and considering a fairamount of history, I am personally convinced that 98% of us “youngsters,” andthe truly young, possess within our minds and hearts, two very basic ambitions---firstis the yearning to survive - and the second aspiration is to enjoy at least afew minutes of happiness each day.      A major impediment for most of us are theeveryday petty problems that arise, a relationship enigma, and believing theadvertisements which bombast us 24 hours a day from tv, radio, billboards,computers, magazines, and every method big business can imagine. Our minds arehammered constantly until the majority of us are left with the impression thatif we fail to dive deep into debt, go to a college, purchase an expensiveigloo, sign our lives away for a couple of costly transportation machines(vehicles), get married, pump out a nest of “wee ones”, owe for the finestsound system, and depending on whether your gender is male or female, look likeHelen of Troy, or Adonis. Dang, talk about peer pressure!      According to the commercials, if wemalfunction in any of those areas, we are a big blob of no-nothings, no onewill visit us, and we are therefore lesser life forms. Naturally, they don’texplain that we will have to, toil, sweat, cry, stress out, and wonder whathappened over the next 40(average) years (83,200 hours of work) in order tohopefully pay it all off.     Well, since I just happen to have madethe silly and ill-logical decision to fork over a few pesos for a mirror thatdoesn’t lie to me, I figured looking anywhere similar to Adonis was completelyout of the question. Also, after slaving away at full-time and part-timepositions for years, and worrying about what others thought of me, I finallywoke up and realized, outside of loved ones and some friends, no one wasthinking of me at all...my ego went right down the drain!      After tunneling a large cavity (thinkingabout) into my past existence, it dawned on me I owned almost nothing—themortgage company laid claim to my tepee, the bank owned my vehicle, and thecredit card companies owned everything else..... even the insurance companieshad shoved their fingers into my pie! That awakening was not pleasant! Plus, thanksto cell phones, computers, and a host of other modern do-dads, the companies Iwas traveling for, (away from my family) would contact me, and in a tactful (orotherwise) manner, lay on the proverbial pressure. Of course, I would ingesttheir heaping-helping bowls of cow dung, owing to the fact I had a family, anda huge cluster of non-entities (debts) to feed. As soon as my neurons receivedthe message, it wasn’t long until they decided that, on big business and thegovernment’s “prestige meter” 98% of us register somewhere in the basement ofthe ocean, where all the whale “leftovers” filter down---to them, we areNANO-RATS!      NANO-RATS? If you are some of the luckydudes or dudettes who reside in the countryside, please make a temporaryexcursion to the nearest conglomeration (city), with the main objective ofviewing “rush hour” traffic---and there we are, NANO-RATS, an assemblage ofmobile NANO-RATS (small folk), scarring and scampering from one hoosegow(home), to another penal colony (work), because we haven’t lost our faith inall those advertisements      The chief reason home is usually acalaboose is the price we must pay for successfully completing our personalgoal of enjoying ____________ (you fill in the blank), which we thought was reasonablyrational at the time---however; after some sober rationalization, we are nolonger certain. Other elements of our new found doubts are a mortgage, loans,credit cards, insurance, taxes, and other debts of our mortality and cravings.Also, for some of us, we are sure the love, excitement, and satisfaction of(the blank space above), has dissolved and spiraled down the same tube as myego.       If that is the plight, cheer up....ifyou truly loved each other at first, the male just forgot how to inscribe lovenotes (she doesn’t care how stupid they are), and how to pick some of theneighbor’s flowers. The female just had a memory lapse as to what attracted thebeast in the first place, and no longer “flashes” him; nor does she phone him,and coo some sweet nothings in his ear, such as: “I sure would like for you to__________________(you fill in the blank space), when you get home. Of coursethe debt remains, but for a while, neither of you give a dang! A culminatingafter-effect is we are communicating in a language we both understand---now, wecan relax and converse intelligently about how to solve the account’s payablepuzzle.     Our jobs are ordinarily a temporarydetention camp, in which we incarcerate ourselves, also for varied reasons. Perexample; some of us slave away in a work environment where some mugwump has theauthority to tell us when we can take a few minutes break-time, cram down somevittles, and relieve the pressure in the lower back portion of our crampedanatomies...even though Mother Nature neither gives a dang about our workschedule, nor the mugwump. She only knows we are going to do what she wants usto do, when she wants us to do it, and since she gave us the ability to do itin the first place, we better not put off doing it too long, or she is going toput us up (or down) in the hospital—or worse! Another goodie on the list is ifthe boss’s offspring needs a position, it won’t matter what floor we are on,our personal berth at the office just flew out the window, whether it was openor not.      Further more; we have to beg the goodlord not to let upper management abscond with the retirement funds —it’s tootempting! If they raid the fund, all they have to do is set aside $10 millionfor the lawyers, $10 million for the government, and the balance of $10 millionis theirs...no way will they see jail time.      But let one of us heist $50.00 ofgroceries for our families, and see how far up the proverbial creek we go.Then; there’s always the potentiality of the company engaging a managementconsulting firm, who decides we are performing our job so well, they can easilyadd more work, or we are no longer needed, and add our work to someone else.And if we have the audacity to trust we are going to receive an increase in paybefore upper management pays off their yachts, we need to revamp our logicalprocesses.     Something has to change---right? Wrong!We have to change---which, by the way, can be a wonderful, mind-openingexperience. To modify and improve our lives, we are obliged by reality, toenlighten our minds, develop our biological encasements, exercise ourimaginations, chronicle what is most important in our individual lives, and putit all in perspective, because, for at least most of us, life is 90% crap-shootand 10% what we make it…instead of the reverse!   Why not endeavor to make it what you want???? 

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