Five Minutes Will Change Everything

The twentieth century was Hell on Earth for many people. Millions upon millions suffered unspeakable horrors; from the two wars that ripped through land, home and soul to the depressions and famines People say the lucky ones died quickly. Some slowly starved to death, some became ill, some died at the hands of criminals, others committed suicide, and some came through only to realize they lost themselves somewhere along the way.

It was absolute misery. Human reek and stench filled the nose, moldy food filled the mouth, unpaid bills filled the hand, and the absence of productivity filled the mind. Yet, everywhere someone held the promise of hope, all the time lost and all the pain felt was marked as a defining moment in their life.

If someone doesn’t have terrible moments to look back on, they won’t consider the amazing blessings they have before them Things such as depression and anxiety grip the masses and keeps them from enjoying life, erasing the possibilities of their pursuit and replacing it with loneliness and fear.

Drugs help and counseling has it’s place, but nothing is as affective as living everyday to it’s fullest degree. Good days and bad days, even hell on Earth, manipulate the equation of life and change the outcome of each and every moment; so much so, that the memory of a once hellish moment factors into the present and changes what one feels about then and now.

If you are depressed, if you are lonely, if you are anxious go outside. I urge you to take a step in a new direction. Just for five minutes do the thing that you so badly want to try, do the thing you think you can’t, press yourself to reach farther than you did yesterday, and for those five minutes you will be a super human because you are doing what you thought was impossible. Sp, you truly became a Super You.

No matter the life, no matter the station, no matter the family you were born into, you can be the person you want to be. Whether you want to be an artist, a musician, a writer, or maybe you’ve been dreading the crowd at the local store, you can do it. All of it.

You are capable of amazing things because you are an amazing person. You are a unique person and all your dreams are  front and center, waiting for you to believe in yourself enough to claim them. The only thing that stopped you from being the person you’ve always wanted to be is the fact that you’ve not thought it possible. Something, or possibly someone, made you believe that you weren’t worthy of the dreams you have, that whether or not you will achieved your goals depended on someone else. Well, you are worthy and whether or not you reach your dreams depends on you.

Five minutes, right now, will change your life forever. Write that story, draw that picture, play that song, face that crowd, become that person you want to be.  Being a Super You will get easier five minutes at a time.

Moon Mission Kickstarter (an Elon Musk must see)

Elon Musk please get a Kickstarter going to help Space X land on the moon and begin the Moon Base. Part One of the mission would be to perform a moonwalk on the moon and lower the flag to half-staff (for 24 hours) in honor and memory of John Glenn and the other astronauts who have also walked on the moon. Since so many have led the way into space, this will be a small tribute to their sacrifice. As seen below, this kickstarter example uses Glenn’s name and his Apollo mission. However, the details are up to you. There would be multiple Kickstarters in the future for the following phases of Moon Colonization.

The donation levels would look something like this:

$25 dollars John Glenn Mission Shirt

$100 John Glenn Mission Flag (plus Shirt)

$500 John Glenn Mission Silver Coin (plus Flag and Shirt)

$1,000 John Glenn Space Mission Patch (plus Shirt, Flag, and Coin)

$5000 John Glenn Mission Gold Coin (limited number available.) (plus Flag and Shirt)

$10,000: Watch Cockpit Live Stream from comfort of your own home (video and audio) (plus 25, 100, 500, 1000 prizes)

$100,000: Skype with astronaut and Kickstarter Crew in orbit during mission, (plus 25, 100, 500, 1000, 10K prizes)

$1 Million: recieve a gram of moon dust (plus 25, 100, 500, 1000, 10K, 100K prizes)

$5 million: receive a moon rock brought back just for you. (plus 25, 100, 500, 1000, 10K, 100K, 1M prizes)

$500 Million: reserve a seat on mission space craft. Only 1 Available (restrictions apply). (plus 25,100, 500, 1000, 1M, 5M prizes)

$1 Billion: recieve a 5 minute stroll on the moon (you can pick your own rock and moon dust sample) (plus 25,100, 500, 1000, 1M, 5M 500M prizes)(1 available) (restrictions apply)

John Glenn earned his place in history. Now earn yours.

You’d Better Learn

You’d Better Learn

Thadd Presley

“This isn’t how it has to be,” John told the big man holding the bolt cutters.

“I’m tryin’ my best t’ hold everythin’ together, but…” He looked toward his wife. “Just look!!” Sobbing, he slowly lifted his free, undamaged hand and pointed. “Look what I come home to.”

Blood was dripping from his hand and running in streams down his forearm. When he focused on the blood drizzling from his elbow, he felt waves of dizziness flow from his head to his mid-section. “She’s here sucking up the profits while I’m out working.”

“So, that’s where your money’s goin’. Big Daddy wanted me to find out what’s going on with you.”

The giant man, held the mouth of the bolt cutters out waiting for another finger — John’s ring finger was next in line — and focused his attention on the woman huddled in the corner of a dirty sofa crying. “That true? You stealin’ Big Daddy’s dope?” He waited for a response; patience wasn’t his way. “Hey, you hear me? Look at me! You smokin’ up your man’s money and making him late on his payments?” His voice demanded an answer.

She started to say something, but her voice failed.

“Tell me somethin’, John, seriously?” the the big man asked, “what should I do? You want me to take another of your fingers or do I take one of hers? Big Daddy wants two fingers. Today!”

“Just tell him…” Large tears fell from John’s eyes. “I man, ask him to give me more time. I’ll have his money. Just…”

“I’m telling you, your time’s up. He’s using you to send a message to everyone else. After this he’s finished with you.”

These words meant more to John than losing his fingers. He couldn’t survive if he didn’t work for Big Daddy. “Come on, man. Just take the other finger, but don’t cut me off.”

When the executioner cut the ring finger from the hand, the bone popped loudly as it broke. The little finger didn’t do that. It just kind of crushed up and squished off. It hurt, but not like the ring finger. When John screamed, his wife joined him with a short yelp.

Lying in a pool of blood were John’s two fingers. As blood dripped on them, adding to the already significant pool, the ring finger twitched and almost rolled over. John thought it was trying to crawl away, then he realized his wedding ring was still on the finger.

Why hadn’t he thought of that?

“O.K. My job’s done here, John. I didn’t enjoy it, you know that.” He let out a long breath. “I’ve always liked you, we go back, so be sure to have the money by Friday. I don’t want to have to…” He looked around the room, which silently assured him he would be back on Friday. There was no way would he have the money.

“What? What’s on Friday?”

“I got to get that money, brother. Seriously.”

John looked up from his dismembered fingers and spoke, his voice barely a squeak. “You mean, I still have to pay? Even after…”

The big man shook his head. “Don’t tell me you don’t know why I came here today. After all this, you going to sit there bleeding and tell me you don’t owe Big Daddy? Look here, this is just a warning for what’s coming next. Don’t you think it might be in your best interest to pay him?”

“But my fingers? God!”

“I asked you. I gave you a choice. You’ve always had a choice.”

“But, I really have to pay Big Daddy all the money?”

“If you don’t, I’ll have to shoot you. Or maybe you’d rather it be your wife?” He looked over at her. “She’s the problem anyway, right?”

John stared at the floor, not wanting to look at his fingers, but he couldn’t take his eyes off of them. Is this really happening? He wondered if there was a chance of him waking up and everything being alright..

“Am I? Is… this really happening?”

The big man slapped John in the face, not hard, but hard enough to lay him back in the recliner. “Yes, you are and yes this is. Now, stay with me.”

John didn’t know what the man had said, but he answered, “Yeah, right.” A shutter went through his body. “You’re right. Yeah…”

“You’ve got to get him to a hospital.” He told the wife. He eyes were half closed, but she seemed concerned.

“What do I say to them?” She whispered.

“Tell them you got your husband’s fingers got cut off by a big man with bolt cutters because he owed for drugs.”

“Really,” John asked. The world was growing black around the edges. “You think they can help?”

“Woman!” The the executioner said. “You got to get your man to the hospital, now.”

She looked up at him, eyes yellow and dull. “But really? What do I really tell them?”

“Tell them you had to bring him to the hospital because if you didn’t a really big, black man said he was going to kill you.”

Her eyes blinked slowly, showing a want to live. She didn’t have a good life, but it was life. “Really?” She asked.

“Yeah, really.” He pulled his pistol from under his arm. “I’ll kill you if you don’t.”

Slowly, she stood up and started toward her husband. He wasn’t looking around anymore. His head was leaned back, eyes glaring at the ceiling. “I think he died.” A high pitched squeal escaped her throat and then she started crying. “Do…do you think he’s dead?”

“He will be very soon.”

Grief seized her for a moment, but then the big man saw relief flood her face. “I’m going to miss him so much,” she said beginning to cry louder. “He was my high school crush. We got married right after graduation.”

The moment was lost when the executioner spoke. “Big Daddy wants his money, don’t forget why this happened. He doesn’t care who pays it, as long as it’s paid. Don’t let this man’s life be a sacrifice for nothing. I’m coming back on Friday.” He started to get up, but he pulled back when she started to reach out to him. “Don’t touch me. Get back.”

“What! Wait! I can’t get that much —”

“You’ve almost a week.” He stood up. “You can get some of it. Just show some effort.”

“I’ll don’t know how to get twenty thousand—”

“You’d better learn.”

She sat back on the couch after the big man walked out of the small apartmen and silence filled the room.

The End

 

Surah Yasin Over Celtic Music

 

“Surah Yaseen with Bagpipes”

AKA

“The Baghdad Pipes”

 

 

I promised everyone something amazing yesterday. A song that would surprise you and maybe even make you a bit upset. I don’t know unsettled or mad. However, I want you to just listen to the mixing of these cultures.

The name of this song is “Yasin” and the music behind it is Celtic.

If this upsets you, I’m sorry. I am also a kind of musical purist too, but I know beauty when I hear it. This proves to me a million times over that cultures would work together if they only had a real chance without religion and politics. Music can indeed bring people together.

I’m not going to claim that I am the first to put these two styles together, but I haven’t heard of anything like this yet.

Baghdad Pipes or Baghpipes

 

I came up with this by listening to choir music for Christmas and then “Surah Yasin” came on and I wanted to change it because it was not “my” music, but the more I listened the more I thought the voice sounded like a baghpipe. (<— misspelled on accident , but I’m keeping it.)  Of course, I didn’t know what the lyrics, but I just listened to the sounds of his voice and I knew I heard an amazing style of World Music.  Turns out, I like this baghpipe sound and am listening to it still.

 

 

You Create Reality

This overall statement will seem like a lie. Nevertheless, it is true. I am able to wish things into my life and I can do it rather fast. I simply think about what I want and within a few days I get it. It even happens within hours sometimes, even minutes.

Today, I wanted an almanac calendar that showed the 12 Signs of Man throughout the month. You might know what I’m talking about, what with some of you being into the spiritual side of things, but if not, it’s the part of the calendar that labels everyday with a part of the body.

Well, guess what, I got one for free. I think this happens because I know the universe is abundant and overflowing with the things we desire.

Just think of it. What do you want?

I truly believe that through subconscious thought we create every moment of our lives and the lives of the people around us. I happen to see it in everyone’s life. I see it because I know how it works. I know how the universe operates, how the creation is also part of the creator. We are the Princes and Princesses of the of Universe.

We exist inside of a mechanism that works to provide our desires and our struggles. Let’s face it, we are constantly searching for knowledge and want to know who we are.  But most of us don’t believe we can have everything we want.

Why?

Because we were told all of this as a child. Money doesn’t grow on trees, jobs are hard work, putting food on the table is not easy, someday you’ll see how hard being an adult really is.

And so, we make it that way because the most influential people in our life told us that is the way it is, for everyone. Well, not for everyone. There are those who have it all. They are the cheaters, the liars, the people who rip others off and live off of the hard work of others.

So, it’s no wonder that we have a negative belief about rich people who seem to have everything.

We think: I’m going to work hard for the things I have because that’s how an honest person lives. So, that is the life you create for yourself.

I believe that I am a Son of God, a Prince of the Universe, that my Almighty Creator placed inside of me His Powerful Spirit and by it I am empowered to live in abundance and a fulfilled destiny.  If I can imagine it, I can have it. Just as it says in the 10th chapter of Genesis.

Who do you believe you are? Who creates your reality? Do things happen to you or do you do things?

Are you a victim of this universe ?

 

 

Balance by Tragedy Theory

This is the second video I made for the band Tragedy Theory.

Balance

by Tragedy Theory

 

 

Lyrics to:

Balance

Misused, Abuse
So Controlled and consumed
By now, you found out
You take away from me

I’ve found, my place
Inside is where I stay
Hope is gone for me
Leave me to bleed

Where is the balance
in this hell
Tearing away from me
Now

Breaking away once again
I’ve found, I’ve found
The End

This torture, this pain
Is driving me insane
I know it sure shows
But I can’t let go

Where is the balance
in this hell
Tearing away from me
Now

Breaking away once again
I’ve found, I’ve found
The End

Social Disease

Social Disease

by Tragedy Theory

This is the third video I’m posting as a reminder to the times and a thanksgiving to the people and venues that made being in a band so amazing and rewarding. I will forever be grateful for the “living in the NOW” moments music brings. I have often felt possessed when performing on stage and also while practicing.

This song was recorded by Tragedy Theory in 2009 at Brimstone Records in Tennessee. Allen Owens sings and Dan McCray plays lead guitar. Eddie Hamby on drums and myself on bass.

Enjoy.

No Heroes by December Harvest

The first video I ever made was for a band called December Harvest. The members were Jimmy Vegas, Nick Bones and Stephen, I played bass for them for a little over a year. I didn’t help write any of the songs because I was a little out of my wheel house with this type of music. However, I enjoyed it very much.
I hope you enjoy the music.

Mark Afraid to Fly

Over the years I have played bass for a couple bands. Sad to admit they never went anywhere under my leadership, but I’m not giving up on music. I am taking a new approach to the entire idea of performing art. As you might can tell from my writing, or if you’ve heard any of my music as of yet, I have a lot I want to say about our place in the universe and our position in the spirit world. I come at the questions I have through faith and fiction because it takes a little both to bridge the gap I so often find between one mind and the next.

I have also made a couple videos, which is not really something I do well. However, I think they have something to say and I’m going to post them over the Thanksgiving weekend.

Why?

Because I am thankful for my creativity. I am thankful for my place in this universe and my place in the spirit world. I am thankful for my friends and former band mates. I’m really thankful that I get to be in bands and play shows and make videos. I’m thankful I have something to say, no matter how many people read it or see it or hear it.

So, this is Minor Nine. The Song is “Mark Afraid to Fly.” Rex Green sings and plays guitar. He also wrote the song. Robert Ruddick is on lead guitar and Matt Fahey is the drummer. I am on bass and I made the video.

Mark Afraid to Fly”

Minor Nine

Thanksgiving and Specific Gratitude

This Thanksgiving, I’d like to share with you what Gratitude is and how to make your Gratefulness a more powerful emotion. And, who is affected by your emotions and thoughts.

You are not the only person you affect. You’re Gratitude is only the beginning wave that continues outward forever affecting everything it touches.

We all say “Thank You” when someone gives us something or helps us in some way. But, do those words really express what you feel for that person in that moment? What feelings or emotions do you really feel? What does “thank you” mean? Appreciation? Togetherness? This is an important question because what you feel has a deep connection with everything and everyone in your life. Obviously, the people in your immediate environment are affected by the way you feel on an emotional and spiritual level, but you might be surprised to learn that your feelings are felt on the physical level as well. It is like a ripple through space and everyone can feel it.

Emotions are an important working part of the physical world. You might know of someone who got physically ill from being depressed too long or heard of someone who died from a broken heart. These stories are true because our physical well-being is affected by emotions, and not only our own but everyone’s emotion all the time, which is a huge vibration compounded on top of vibrations.

So, on Thanksgiving this unbelievably huge emotional wave is created by everyone who feels grateful for the things in their life. And it will be a magnificent event this year because more and more people are waking up and seeing the truth.

Gratitude has a very specific vibration. It is the highest of all vibrations and it affects everything. And I mean everything. But there’s much more to it than that.

We know that an emotional wave will affect the people around you and have an effect on the future you will have with those people, but unlike a wave in the ocean, the emotional vibration also affects people who are not near you. The people you have a connection with will benefit from the high vibration you feel. How is that possible?

You might not know how it’s possible, but you don’t really need to know for it to be true. You might say, you don’t need to know how a tree works in order to enjoy the fruit hanging from the branches. Trust that the roots know what to do and the trunk knows it’s place, but enjoy the fruit all the while.

I want to share with you my method of “conscious gratitude.”

I think the most important thing about being grateful is to be specific. I try to avoid platitudes. I try not to think: I’m thankful to be alive. Instead, I take a moment to consciously think of all the things in life that I enjoy.

You can see where this would change what I feel and about what I’m feeling it towards.

Don’t just say “thank you.” Instead, say “thank you for helping me ….” And say their name. People like when you use their name. Make your emotion specific.

Happy Thanksgiving, Everyone
I hope this new year is the best you’ve had yet.