The Blazing-Breast Mission.

This is the day to start a new life, one good idea at a time!

This colorful picture is a section of one of my labors of love often called a painting. I call it a mandala. I read somewhere that the face is a perfect mandala. The face is actually a lot of things, full of energies totally beyond conscious comprehension!  This youthful person reflects incredible powers through those eyes! Look deeply into them and see the depths of your own soul; your most tender, elusive dreams, your sadness, your precious love and compassion, your private demons, your ego-death, your inner angels and find yourself surrounded with constant rebirth and renewal!

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Remember this: We are all beautiful flowers of the same garden.
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I talk obsessively about the most important things in life. Always looking for others who do the same thing!

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You are a Superheroine and probably don't even know it. I am, and I know it. If we combine our powers, we can start a Superhero Meet-Up Group and take over YouTube – then the world. And then we can branch out into outerspace. Unlimited possibilities.


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Perhaps you wonder what extraordinary ability you embody. Until the day that you post me a story about yours, I will tell you about mine.

I warm the world with my hot little left hand.

My left hand is measurably warmer than my right.

There are lots of people in this world who are chilly, some downright cold; and if I can extend my warm hand to chilled humans then I must. It is an official calling – just like Wonder Woman.

I have a personal mission to counteract all the chilly people who lack warm personalities and souls. Night and day (mostly day), I fight the chilling spread of icy attitudes. A few touches from my hand –and that’s it! ... a painting, a verse, an essay, a video, a hug on film! It’s easy for me, it might be just as easy for you. Eventually with the right attitude anyone could be doing it; even children!

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Aspects of any painter's character is reflected in their work. Paintings are full of symbols of one kind or another; paintings are reflections of the sub-conscious frozen in time on a canvas or paper. Many painters sooner or later display a style that is uniquely their own. The rest of us keep skipping around from pillar to post bringing our more aspects, more thoughts, more moods of themselves and the world as we see it.


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Figuring Health Out.

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I just got to thinking something weired about religion. ((Again.)) The church broke in two back in the 16th Century during the reign of a 9 year old named Kind Edward V1. He died at age 15 of syphilis. Pretty young to be so harshly punished for having being taught that he could have his way with teen age girls. Or was he being used and exploited by older desperate women? Whatever the case, religion was in the hands as well as the minds and voices of some pretty dicey people those days. Aren't those the same folks who had the money to learn to read and teach the Scriptures to the world? The ones who wrote the hymns and common prayers? In my studies of that period of history there was a lot of booze going around. It's only sensible to assume that most of our religious beliefs and traditions were started by a lot of out of control sexual predators and half potted pissed alcoholics. All this speculation aside, I truly do love Jesus .... and all the other Prophets that God sent to straighten up the people around the world in ancient times. Just sayin' what I'm thinkin"......
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Lyrics to "I Get Out" :
{Singing Chorus}
I get out, I get out of all your boxes
I get out, you can't hold me in these chains
I'll get out
Father free me from this bondage
Knowin' my condition
Is the reason I must change

{Verse 1}
Your stinkin' resolution
Is no type of solution
Preventin' me from freedom
Maintainin' your polution
I won't support your lie no more
I won't even try no more
If I have to die, oh Lord
That's how I choose to live
I won't be compromised no more
I can't be victimised no more
I just don't sympathize no more
Cuz now I understand
You just wanna use me
You say "love" then abuse me
You never thought you'd loose me
But how quickly we forget
That nothin' is for certain
You thought I'd stay here hurtin'
Your guilt trip's just not workin'
Repressin' me to death
Cuz now I'm choosin' life, yo
I take the sacrifice, yo
If everything must go, then go
That's how I choose to live

{Pause}

{Singing rest of Verse 1}
That's how I choose to live...
Hehehehe, awhh
No more compromises
I see past your diguises
Blindin' through mind control
Stealin' my eternal soul
Appealin' through material
To keep me as your slave

{Singing Chorus}
But I get out
Oh, I get out of all your boxes
I get out
Oh, you can't hold me in these chains
I'll get out
Oh, I want out of social bondage
Knowin' my condition
Oh, is the reason I must change

{Singing Verse 2}
See, what you see is what you get
Oh, and you ain't seen nothin' yet
Oh, I don't care if you're upset
I could care less if you're upset
See it don't change the truth
And your hurt feeling's no excuse
To keep me in this box
Psychological locks
Repressin' true expression
Cementin' this repression
Promotin' mass deception
So that no one can be healed
I don't respect your system
I won't protect your system
When you talk I don't listen
Oh, let my Father's will be done

{Singing Chorus}
And just get out
Oh, just get out of all these bondage
Just get out
Oh, you can't hold me in chains
Just get out
All these traditions killin' freedom
Knowin' my condition
Is the reason I must change

{Singing Verse 3}
I've just accepted what you said
Keepin' me among the dead
The only way to know
Is to walk then learn and grow
But faith is not your speed
Oh, you've had everyone believed
That you're the sole authority
Just follow the majority
Afraid to face reality
The system is a joke
Oh, you'd be smart to save your soul
Oh, when escape is mind control
You spent your life in sacrifice
To a system for the dead
Oh, are you sure...
Where is the passion in this living
Are you sure it's God you servin'
Obligated to a system
Getting less then you're deserving
Who made up these schools, I say
Who made up these rules, I say
Animal conditioning
Oh, just to keep us as a slave

{Singing Chorus}
Oh, just get out
Of this social (?)
Just get out
All these traditions are alive
Just get out
Superstition killing freedom
Knowin' my condition
Is the reason I must die
Just get out
Just get out
Just get out
Let's get out
Let's get out
Knowin' my condition
Is the reason I must die
Just get out