“People ask me why 2 dogs? It’s an old fable 2 dogs, 2 wolves. We have become polarized as a race. There is a battle inside each of us. Each day we rise and must choose our path calling upon each other and our own spirits for strength and courage. The dog we feed is the one that rules, the dog we starve dies of neglect. It is up to each of us to use our spirit to feed the dog that will enable all of us to thrive.
I believe in the triumph of the human spirit, I believe that a grain of hope is more powerful than a mountain of fear. And I believe I love. We are here to love. Love each other, love the gift that is this life, and love music. So my dear friends I make this offering to you with love, hope and the awareness that the dog I feed is the one that will help me to bring all the love in my soul to you.
Peace, Love and Loud Guitars,
I remain your humble servant,
Two days before the New Year’s, I saw and heard this great bear of a man blow me away with his talent playing guitar and signing with a voice that was simply powerful yet sublime.
That man was the man was who wrote the above words in quotes that appear in the liner notes of his most recent CD… Popa Chubby Two Dogs…
I hope each day in my life I awake and I feed the proper dog…
I wish all of you… peace, love and happiness… that hopefully will lead to a new age of wonder for humankind… the alternative is not one I wish upon anyone.
Happy New Year… and… I hope each day I awake to feed the right dog that will help me to bring all the love in my soul to you…
This bears repeating…
I know I have told this story of a part of my early coming to grips with the fact that there were alternatives to the story I was told of how things were… how things are… and… how things were to be. I
I think it bears telling it again.
I am not religious. I have my own definition of what or who god is and it is personal and none of anyone’s damn business but my own. The same goes for each and every one else in this cockeyed, off kilter world.
I do not believe in religion nor in any institutions that say they are religious. Do they exist. Of course, and absolutely. That part I believe. Do I believe the interpretation they try advocate and many times try to shove down folk’s throats as the truth? Sorry… not in the least. They do as much to, if not more, the fucking up the world as any other person or institution. In fact, in my opinion religion is a tool of the 1/10% to help the keeping of us “other folks” down.
I was raised and educated throughout my youth in Catholic schools. And, ironically it was a religious person who opened the door that allowed me to cross the threshold of alternative thinking that led me down the path of not believing in religion.
While in my senior year at St. Josephs, our class was required to go on a retreat at a monastery in upstate New York for a three-day expenditure of our time to meditate, pray and participate in small groups that talked about things like god, the bible, what Christ means to our lives and a multitude of other things respective to “our” catholic faith and life. At one point, we were discussing the “truth of the bible” … and… I made the supposition to the priest in charge of our confab: “What if the bible was nothing more than a small group of people who got together and said, “Hey! Let’s make up this story about god and pass it off as the truth. Then use it as a tool that will guide our society with us as the interpreters of the story as gods representatives on earth who will tell the people what they need to do to live righteous and holy lives that will of course benefit us.”
We kicked that around a bit and then I asked something that went like… “But I thought that the church says there were certain infallible truths that we were to believe simply on faith. That these truths were revealed to us and we shouldn’t question them.”
Now as I remember it the cleric in charge of the little group I was in was a Jesuit and he said something that went along like this… “The church wants you to question your faith. The church wants you to be introspective into your religion.”
What he did not add, and probably should have, was something like this… “And then when you all done being all introspective and asking your damn questions just settle your ass down and believe in what we tell you is the truth.”
But he didn’t and from that moment on my life entered into a radical momentum that would change anything and everything I ever believed to be true. My safe, conservative life, both religiously and secularly was forever radically and irreversibly changed, until I became what you read of my opinions in these columns at 7poundbag.com…
That doesn’t mean that if I see something, hear something or read something, from some religious person or religious book that I won’t think upon and use whatever information I can extract from the words as being valid and use it or apply it to my advantage in how I live or how I think… which kinda, sorta goes hand in hand if ya’ll think upon it.
That brings me to this…
“Blessed are the poor in spirit,
for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are the meek,
for they shall inherit the earth.
Blessed are they who hunger and thirst for righteousness,
for they shall be satisfied.
Blessed are the merciful,
for they shall obtain mercy.
Blessed are the pure of heart,
for they shall see God.
Blessed are the peacemakers,
for they shall be called children of God.
Blessed are they who are persecuted for the sake of righteousness,
for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.”
I think the words and the ideas are obvious and more or less a decent template on how people should strive to live.
But then… there is also this…
Blessed be ye poor: for yours is the kingdom of God.
Blessed are ye that hunger now: for ye shall be filled.
Blessed are ye that weep now: for ye shall laugh.
Rejoice ye in that day, and leap for joy: for, behold, your reward is great in heaven: for in the like manner did their fathers unto the prophets
Woe to you who are rich, for you have already received your comfort.
Woe to you who are well fed now, for you will go hungry.
Woe to you who laugh now, for you will mourn and weep.
Woe to you when everyone speaks well of you, for that is how their ancestors treated the false prophets.
Which I kind of cotton to just a little bit more for the last four phrases or lines as workable within my life. All that razzmatazz about kingdoms of God and Son of man stuff? Ya’ll can just leave that stuff by the wayside. It’s the other words I be talking on. The stuff about the poor, the hungry, and the woeing unto the rich who already got theirs, and the woeing unto the well-fed folks who have no need to be fed… well I think the idea is more or less obvious. No?
Think about how each one of us can help another by just being there when a shoulder is needed to cry upon or word of encouragement is needed to prevent a depression from turning into a tragedy or a myriad of or whole host of other things that if not for your being there and doing whatever it is that is necessary to provide succor and relief would change what is into what could and needs to be. Think about being a peacemaker.
Think about being pure of heart and simply good because… well… because, frankly, it is the right thing to do.
We are our brother’s and our sister’s keepers in a sense because we are all one damn race… the human race.
But keep this also in mind…
We are not anybody’s fools.
Temper your good deeds with a judiciousness that keeps you from falling prey to those that would be devious and insidiously try to infiltrate and manipulate how you think and how you behave so that they can be all powerful and all controlling for their greedy and officious purposes. At no time ever stop thinking about tomorrow and what could be a better world for each and every one of us. B e ever vigilante and use the common sense… simply.. think for yourself and be your own person.
That is it my friends…. probably one of the, if not the shortest, WTF ever…
Peace and prosperity for all…
No hunger, no want, no hate for each and all of us… everyone.
I leave you with one other thought that I heard recently… on a CD I recently acquired that was the creation of pianist Dave Keyes…
“It’s all right if at first you don’t see the light, you just have to learn to dance in the dark…”
And feed the right dog… damn it!
Another thousand words…
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