Red Pills and Pink Rabbits

The League of Highly Intelligent Non Diploma'ed Intuitive Truth Seekers or the Secret Society of Paranormal Paladins decoding limos while eating pizza in Texas:

Red Pills and Pink Rabbits

In the silence do you hear the booming presence of those near
Pay attention
Pay the toll
who's the mole
Revisit the house that speaks
and the daughter that never sleeps
Shape shifters decode
While eating pizza pie a la mode
Whispers throughout the commode
Who told?
Strawberry Fields Forever
You think NSA is a problem? Their in your head, Maaaaan.
DEW thought you knew.
Shots fired. I aint no liar.
I easily retreat as you sneak down the street
Blue birds lie while black birds fly
Witnessing events long foretold
I bemuse to use the various hues as clues
Fuck You!
And then I evolved and partially solved the paradoxical dilemma which has haunted me for so long
And I could identify with a vibration
a tear's lamentation
a heart's palpitation
a lover's false adaptation
Things became clear to me within the negative space
Fresher Escher MC
You began to flee and is it you?
Is it me? Did it become we?
You're a counterfeit juggernaut, I'm a royal astronaut.
Coming up empty like a Federal raid
You may have taught me how the game was made
But I'm gonna show you how it's played.

Practice makes perfect, right?

A long time ago, I used to write all the time. Writing was my therapy. Writing gave me the release that I needed to forge through whatever crazy event was saturating my life. At the genesis of social media, and long before the hype of data analytics:  I had a blog. And quite a few followers if I must say so myself. I wrote daily blogs about my personal life, I wrote poems, and short stories. Not everything I wrote made it online. Some things were very personal. I had umpteen journals through out the years, tracking my ups and downs of my life.

Then one day someone took those journals and placed them on a BBQ pit and burned them.

I stopped writing after that.

But slowly, I am emerging. Hoping to find my voice. I want to coerce that being which once gave me so much validity to dance with me once more.

Anyways, the majority of my writing was stored on a gmail account. One that incidentally got deleted. With all this hype of the NSA, I know Google must still have access to the data. What does Google do with old email accounts?

Whenever I get emo about this stuff I watch this video.

Thank you City of Roseville

So it's another hot sweltering summer day, I'm a little low on cash and my son is looking for something fun to do. Thank you City of Roseville for providing some free good old fashioned fun. The water is recycled and there is a clear sign stating to not drink the water. There is also a caveat for those who have recently suffered from diarrhea to STAY AWAY. The water smelled of freshly infused chlorine which made me feel somewhat better in case there was someone there battling the runs. At any rate, the $4.5 million dollars was pretty well spent. I like the idea of revitalizing Downtown Roseville and creating a sustainable, walking urban development. With the prices of gas rising I can't afford to drive to Downtown Sacramento for pleasure. I'd rather do things local. My next hope is that Roseville increases bus intervals. Right now they only run once an hour and there is no service on Sunday. Wait... whaaat? Yeah.That's not going to work. So how do people with no vehicles get around? Do they have to leave 3 hours early just to insure they catch the right bus? I hope they fix this issue soon.

Pay it Forward recipient : Tammy from Bar 101

Today's Pay it Forward recipient is a bartender from Bar 101 that's located in downtown Roseville. Her name is Tammy. The few times that I've been there to support my brother Jion for open mic night (every Wednesday from 8 pm - 10 pm) she has always been pleasant and affable. I love to support local businesses within my community and especially those that create an avenue for local artists to gather in a positive environment to share their skills and talents.

Tammy is very supportive of the artists and she's really sweet to the regulars and the new comers. She keeps the bar and restaurant clean and stocked up and you never have to wait for a refill on your drink. Good service is hard to find so she definitely is a keeper.

If you're ever visiting Downtown Roseville, stop by Bar 101 on Main St. and pay Tammy a visit.

The "Grape Gatsby" and the half naked tree...

Today just felt like a very strange day. I can't really explain it other then it felt .... off . I tried to be very observant of things around me to see if maybe there was some galactic shift while I slept through the night and unbeknownst to me there was a third moon orbiting somewhere, but that wasn't the case and things pretty much looked the same. (Except for this tree. I wish I had an arborist in my circle so I could ask them what all this is about.) 

Anywho... so I'm going to the CA Auto Museum for the "Grape Gatsby" wine tasting event. Hopefully, I'll make good connects. I'm hoping to woo the gift shop into being my potential client. Wish me luck. Oh and if none of you are doing anything you should go too since the proceeds will go to benefit Auto Education and it's always nice to see a familiar face (even if technically I've never met you.. LOL). So if you see me say Hiiiiii!   

success

the woman whispered to herself

i am not successful i am a failure

and her spirit whispered back
ask the woman who's children were taking away what success is

the woman asked the mother what is success?
she said having my children in my arms every night

the woman bemoaned

 i am not successful i am a failure

and her spirit whispered back
ask the homeless man what success is

the woman asked the homeless man what is success?
he said having a roof over my head and a warm place to lay my head at night

the woman lamented

i am not successful i am a failure

and her spirit whispered back
ask the drug addict what success is

and the woman asked the drug addict what is success?
and the drug addict replied being free from this addiction

the woman cried

i am not successful i am a failure

and her spirit whispered back ask the convicted felon what success is

and the woman asked the inmate what is success?
and the woman replied success is freedom. it lies beyond these prison gates.

and the woman groaned

i am not successful i am a failure

and her spirit whispered back
ask the woman in an unhappy marriage what success is

and the woman asked the unhappy wife what is success?
and she replied success is not being trapped in a relationship with a man that does not love you

and the spirit told the woman you are successful
and the woman listened

Spiritual Journey by Henry Asencio

Here's what I believe..

Here's what I believe:

There is only one God. One omnipotent, omniscient, all knowing God. Regardless of what country you come from or what culture you subscribe to there is still : ONLY ONE GOD. Somewhere in the Bible it mentions that we can not say his name. I think this was for a reason. When we use our lexicon to define God we limit God by our mere definition. God is greater than anything we think we can define God by. God transcends any definition. When you give God a name you are confining God to your limited knowledge of your interpretation of that definition. No pronoun, label, noun, letter, symbol, sound could ever properly describe the Creator. 

 

Genius has no country...

"Genius has no country, genius burst forth everywhere, it is like light and air- the patrimony of all; cosmopolitan as space, as life, as God" - Jose P. Rizal

Henry Ford said it Best...

"You can't build a reputation on what you are going to do." - Henry Ford

Automation and my happy LIFE.

Lately, I've been really big into automation. One must always stay a few steps ahead of the game. Allow me to introduce to you a handy tool which eases many tasks. Familiarize yourself with this website and many things will begin to be a BREEZE...

 

* I'd never steer you wrong, my friend. *

Cheers! 

Riddle me this...

Now if u follow me you will remember that fateful April day when the one you love was another and that which was born of you was lost. 

And with the FAITH that was within u coupled with a scion of the royalist  knight...

I blinked 

And the one that was lost was found and the charlatan that dared to destroy was no more 

It's the little things...paying it forward

This is going to be a partial entry to a blog I will write at a later date. I recently had to deal with an irate customer who subsequently left a negative review on a social media website. In having to deal with that debacle, I noticed there are so many avenues in which we can connect but many are used negatively. I've decided to do what I can to change that. Everyday I will write one positive review of a company and/or one personal recommendation on LinkedIn. I will do my best to promote others and leave a lasting digital imprint to enhance someone's online presence and visibility. With so much junk out there, I want to hear  the good stuff: the inspiring, the thought provoking, awe invoking greatness of our local community. Now mind you it's not going to be just fluff, these people actually have to have exemplified greatness and not just in scaling Mt. Kilamanjaro, barefoot, pregnant, with one eye and a collapsed lung... no, my friend... I'm talking about the greatness in a smile, in a conversation, in forgiveness and in love.

My First Pay it Forward recipient is:

Dee Hansen 

She's the owner of Let's Celebrate Decor. She did a bang up job decorating and helping me coordinate the event. I'll try to find some photos to post later. Here's the recommendation I wrote for her on LinkedIn and Google Business Pages.

"I had the pleasure of working with Dee during my mother's 60th birthday party and surprise vow renewal. She was amazing. As you can imagine I wanted the event to be perfect and thanks to Dee it was. She coordinated beautiful arrangements and the banquet room we reserved at the Legends at Woodcreek were decorated superbly. She is highly skilled at her craft and she does it with such ease and always with that beautiful smile of hers. I would recommend and hire Dee for any of my future events!" 

The importance of stepping outside your comfort zone

The importance of stepping outside your comfort zone.

The unknown is always magnified; stepping into the unknown breaks down these walls and opens the door to familiarity. You begin to build a resilience to your own fear. The habit of excellence is a virtue. By doing the things you fear most, subconsciously and with every breath, you configure a new found level of confidence. Lastly, you never know who you are going to meet. When you travel in the same circles, you are always going to see the same things. Venturing out of your comfort zone can mean excitement, adventure, and greater opportunity.

I wrote the above as a "Hoorah!" mantra I give to myself as I look in the mirror to get ready for my day. To be honest, every networking event I go to I still have to psyche myself up. I go knowing no one, in hopes to secure that one deal with a wink and a handshake. Sometimes my own insecurities get the best of me. If my inner thoughts and voice were broadcasted to the world it would be quite a different picture than the one that I portray. Inside my mind is like a floor of scattered legos with no interlocking pieces...

Thunder Valley Thursday...

I'm exhausted. I went to two networking events today. The Roseville Chamber's Ignite event was at the Il Fornaio in the Galleria. I almost thought of not going but I'm glad I did. Made some new connections and further established existing ones. 

I've never went to a networking event at Thunder Valley. The Placer County Association of Realtors had their little soirée there and let me tell you... Man, can they throw a party. Music was good, food was good, ambience was great. Even God was on their side on this one because the weather couldn't have been better. I do have to say though that people were a little uptight in the beginning but as the night progressed and the alcohol flowed freely, people started to loosen up. 

Aaahhh, Realtors.... Lighten up a bit, would ya? :0)

There was a huge line at the bar and all I really wanted was some water. Jesse from the waitstaff went out of her way to grab me a cup with some ice from the back so I didn't have to wait in line. She was a real dollface. I also got a chance to chat with Lucille. She is one hardworking lady. Thunder Valley is really lucky to have great employees like them. I'm going to make sure to call Thunder Valley  tomorrow and tell them what a great job I think they did. 

So the list of connects I made at this little shin dig are too many to enumerate. I can't wait to hit it hard tomorrow and follow up with all of them. 

Bossman wants me to join their association. I can't wait to see what they are about. 

I'm sharing some pictures for your personal enjoyment. 

On a side note: I saw a flock of birds fly very strangely by the pool. Going up and down and diving and flying out of formation. It was very strange indeed. I wanted to investigate more but I didn't want to be the weird girl at the party staring at the flock of birds. Lord knows people think I'm strange enough as it is.

Hugs and kisses.