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The Miracle of Life

What we have and what we are experiencing on this planet earth is a miracle. There is nothing else like it in the universe. What we have is unique, and how we experience depends on us. As for me, it’s not how much is in my pocket, but what’s in my heart. I’m the magic man.

Today I woke up and for the first time in a month and my entire body was funktioning right. Last night I went through the entire night without needing to get up and piss. A fucking miracle. Changed my whole perception, though I have been feeling extra special lately cuz the weather has been super fantastic. The way it all started was a month ago when I decided I had to get tuff, and needed to get stronger, and the only way to do that was get my diet right. We are what we eat. Fasting, cold showers, meat, no meat, so on and so forth, battling everyday like a mother fucker. At times I thought it was useless, and once a week and a half ago I said to my self “fuck it, we all gonna die someday” and went out and got blind drunk. The next day I felt guilty as fuck, 3 weeks of sobriety down the tubes, but I decided to not see it that way, and instead told my self it was just a “dropped ball”, we’ll get the next one, no one is perfect. Life is a fight, and if you want to experience the magic, you gotta fight for it. It doesn’t come easy. Like the Patriots winning the Super Bowl this year, it was a perfect of example of how life is, with ups and downs, against all odds, you believe, persevere and finally come out on top one day. Like poof (magic).

I played basketball, baseball, and football from the age of 6 till I was 17, and had so many different coaches, and they all did the same thing. They pushed us, pushed me, told me not to be afraid and never to quit, and because of those guys, I’m writing this post today. Because of those coaches, I was playing my best music today on piano and guitar. Because those guys didn’t quit on me, today I experienced magic once again.

Recently I had dinner with a young man who was eating poorly, and is overweight. He was stuffing himself with rice, and cake. I urged him to eat more meat, but he insisted he wanted the rice. I felt something was not right, so I asked how things are going and if everything was alright. He told me work sucked cuz they aren’t paying him what he thinks he deserves. I get it, this can be depressing and food can have mollifying effect. But food and drink doesn’t solve the problem.

Forget that money equals happiness, cuz it doesn’t, good health and sanity does, and it requires far less money than one thinks. If you don’t like your job, do something about it, read books, get stronger, change your attitude, change your diet, and you will be surprised how much your life will change.

I call my self “Daruma” because I have been knocked to the floor a millions times, but I always get up, I don’t quit, I learn the cause of my problem and try fix it. Most answers we need to our questions are in a book someplace, and there is no excuse to not use this wealth of knowledge, experience, and resources.
If you have a crappy job ( I cleaned toilets of 12 years, sometimes 16 hours a day) think of it as an opportunity to pay your tuition at the School of Life, the School of Hard Knocks. If you are working 8 hours to 12 hours a day, you still have 6 hours for sleep, and six hours for books, study, and practice. After a few years, before you know it, you will have acquired knowledge, experience, maturity, and wisdom. Your attitude will have evolved from pessimist to optimist, and your value on the job market will have increased dramatically.

Here is a secret, that all good bosses know. Attitude is often more important than skills. As an owner of my own company who did most the hiring and firing, I often came across good talent with shitty attitudes, I never hired them. If someone came to me with few skills but a good work ethic, and a positive “i can do it attitude” I would make room for that person. The New England Patriots epitomize this style of management, and they beat other teams who hire talent with crumby attitudes. It’s a magic that few people believe works because our society in general is comprised of skin deep, shallow thinkers. Most people mimic what the see on TV, and get a false view of reality. Really it’s true, otherwise how can a janitor with no high school diploma, and no college education become a millionaire without selling drugs.

Somewhere and sometime when I was young, I was burned and spurned for reasons that I’m still unaware. I remember suddenly not believing and trusting people. I developed what some call a healthy skepticism. I was unable to work for anyone because I didn’t trust my bosses, and started my own business. I’m not saying starting ones own business is for everyone, but there are other means to financial security besides business. There are opportunities in the arts, mentoring, volunteering etc. The key is to be true to oneself self and follow ones heart and never quit. Don’t compare yourself to others. Do right and success, and magic will find you, in some shape or form, perhaps one that even at this time you are unable to recognize.

Finally:
It’s not the stars, but the way you look at them. Change your attitude, and your life will change. That’s what I do. Attitude is truly underrated.

Pardon me for rambling on today, but this topic has been on my mind for a few days now and haven’t had the motivation to put it down until today. It’s my magic and I share it with you, on my dime.

ga ga goo goo … save the elephants

This song I wrote “Battle Every Day” for all the people in the struggle

Let It Go

let it go let it go let it go let it go or let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go ? What ever the case “let it go”. Let go of fear, be brave, and you will be free. You can go to church, meditate, and practice yoga till your blue in the face, but unless you let go of fear, your (my life) life will be a pain. Running away doesn’t solve my problem, but facing it without fear, and being brave does. Breathing deeply, and being strong of mind, and body (as much as possible) are the tools I use to carve out my existence. To exercise is to exorcise my fears, desires, and hunger. When I run, I breathe deeply, exhale and let it go. When I walk in the mountains, I breathe deeply, exhale and “let it go”. Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go, when I’m in my bed late at night and early in the morning unable to sleep, I chant “let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go, breathe (inhale deeply), let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go. It’s similar to the Buddhist chant “nam myoho renge kyo” the only difference being is that you can know that somewhere, someplace there is someone else chanting the same as you, at the very same time. That is comforting I suppose, but if I’m to be brave and fearless than why would I need comfort. Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go, comfort is never a certainty that can or should be depended on, for it is forever ephemeral until we die, at which time it is a certainty that is everlasting. Thus fear nothing, cling to no one and anything, but be free, and let it go. Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go, exhale, let it go, let it go.

There that is my credo, and my spiritual advice to myself and anyone else. It is my mantra, book, and guide as I try and navigate this life. Is there something missing, should I have a higher power, or a god of some kind ? Yes I do believe that my higher power is represented in those people I love who I leave behind. They are the source of my wealth that I hope satisfies them as much as it satisfies me. All that I do while I’m alive, striving to be brave, fearless, strong, good, and healthy, I should do for the people I love, thus I have invested in my higher power, thus invested in my sanity, mental, and spiritual health. I do this expecting nothing in return, but the gratification in knowing that I have loved. I must not cling, for clinging generates fear of losing, and losing is “letting go” and I cannot afford to fear “letting go” for “letting go” is my fuel and my salvation. To “let it go” is to be free, free from the shackles of societies idea of what life is or should be, to whom or which I would like to say “fuck you, you don’t know me or own me” but than I would have to own it, owning anything is an impediment to “letting it go”.

But are there somethings which I should not let go of like, and especially love ? Well, to love is to give, not to own, so no, even in love I must “let it go” like Aloha. If Aloha is an expression of love, and the “ha” in aloha means breath, than well, the Hawaiians are genius.

I sprang out of bed at 2:00 am February 3rd, 2019 to write this because I was chanting “let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go, breathe, let it go, let it go” and felt inspired to share this with you (who I don’t don’t know, it doesn’t matter). Why ? I guess I love you. Sounds kind a corny, but love is real, contagious, and healing. Love is a spiritual expression. Love is a power that can cause insanity when held in and not released. Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go.

But love alone is not enough. Life is fight, every day a battle that requires fearless, bravery. At the end of the day, I may have won or lost the battle, but if I fought with all my might, than it means I left it all on the battle field, gave it all I had, and had “let it go”. Now I can lay my head down on my pillow knowing I did the best I could, that I did good, and that is a good feeling. Money cannot buy that. Fuck money, don’t chase the money, make it follow you.

Disclaimer:
I’m not a Saint of a Preacher, in fact I often think I’m the worst fuck up on the planet, but I’m Daruma, and I get back up and try again. No one, and I mean no one, is fucking perfect, and we all gonna go to heaven someday. That makes us all equal. Have no fear, let it go, be brave, and I will be happy.

ga ga goo goo

Sober Now

“No Where to Go” by Paul Kempe

“Sober now”, I don’t no how much longer I will be sober but today will be 2 weeks and 5 days. Sometimes I think it’s the only thing that I have done right for the day. I completed 3.5 days of the fast. It become more difficult on the 4th day so I quit it, much more difficult than I have heard people say.

Today I post this song I scribbled out this morning (reachin and feelin), “ga ga goo goo”, titled “No where to go” but I gotta go, for real. I’m gonna try and clean it up and finish the lyrics, if I can hold my attention long enough. Why post it when it’s incomplete, because this website also serves as my notebook, so I stash my ideas here, and I’m like a dog who like to piss on trees “chik chik” , pissing on the internet.

Peace

Merry Christmas Blues

I composed this today, Christmas Day, 2018. Yes that is I on the piano and the guitar. Could be better of course, but I feel the need to publish it right away for all my adoring fans. lol : )

Merry Christmas Blues by Paul Kempe