The U.S. Government, driven by Trump’s “Mad King George Syndrome” that lurks in wild animalistic abandon somewhere in Trump’s Lizard-Brain, along with his unfeeling lust for power, his insatiable greed and his unendingly expanding narcissism, is propelling us toward a future of uncontrollable spikes and panic, which is exactly his plan.
Then he can send in the National Guard and get rid of all those pesky Never-Trumpers and Do-Nothing Democrats, once and for all.
The dead can’t vote.
“More voters” means Trump will lose. His pragmatic calculation, reinforced by his slave-master Steven Miller, and his other slave-masters at Fox News, is that the Corona virus will mostly kill off the poor, the elderly, and the community of color.
That’s why he’s so willing to send out the clones — the sacrificial workers, who are forced to work in the face of mortal threat and danger. Those are not Trump voters. And why is he willing to send hundreds of thousands of workers to their certain deaths?
So he can continue to scare the hell out of us and make us look over our shoulders all the time, just as he does.
Like I said, back in the 37th century, he’s no more than a Halloween face-mask stamped “Trump” with a copyright notice and a price of one dollar, embossed into the rubber on the left side of the fading and distorted neck of the mask. It has a split in the back so it can fit over a very large head, even bigger than Trump’s.
We have no latex examples of his reportedly very tiny hands, and no sample remains of his thin, stiffly combed fake hairpiece. His toupe may be in the collection of the National Archives at the Smithsonian back in the 37th century, but nobody can get in there to examine the collection, what with all the radiation and rubble where the building once stood.
Beyond that single latex rubber Halloween mask, nothing more was known of “Trump” until I came here to do my term paper on U.S. history. I’ll be the first to have discovered that he was the last U.S. President, and that he was one of only three presidents in U.S. Hisotry that got themselves impeached.
Not much U.S. history has survived into the 37th century, apart from an almost-mint copy of my future-novel, “SlimeWars” — and a rather shabby collection of Silver Age comic books, plus two famous 21st century novels, one of which wasn’t even colored in.
Too bad Trump’s Presidential Library didn’t survive, or we would have known better than to look for anything of value during his reign of terror.
So NOW what do we do? Trump has destroyed the economy with his prevarication and incompetence, and there’s no way to just jump back in there and do the old stuff in the old way. None of that works anymore.
So what DO we do, sit on our hands and wait for the wagon to come? I respectfully suggest that you get off your comfy couch and get to work in a new job.
Yes, a new job, not in any way resembling your old way of earning a living, although there are some who will do exactly that.
What about the old job?
Well, the old job surely won’t be the same job you had before, and it might or might not be there when you’re ready to return to the work force, and if you’re smart, that date when you return to the work force will be “Never”.
I sure as hell wouldn’t go back to a crowd, a mob or anything resembling an anthill. In short, I’d find a new profession, something I can do from home, something that will provide a decent living and at the same time perform a useful and beneficial function for my clients, whoever they are and wherever they reside.
I have no idea how to begin, and I’ll bet that matches your experience. So let’s get into this together, because we ARE all in this together — there’s only two teams — humans and the virus.
Trump would like to split the human race into two battling groups, and eventually, given the help from the Senate bastards who sold us all out for money, he’ll succeed, if he gets the chance, and Steven Miller will then commence to do his best to kill us lower class folks, leaving just the very rich — but if they’re the only survivors, who will serve as their slave species?
Ah, there’s the rub.
If you kill off all the servants, there’s only yourself left remaining to do all the hard and dirty work, the work that undocumented immigrants do at all of Donald Trump’s hotels and real estate properties, although he mostly sells his worthless name, not his equity.
Pretty soon, all trace of Trump will be gone, but will YOU still be here to celebrate? Believe me, whenever Trump is out of office will become a Day of National Celebration.
That’s one way to guarantee survival of your name for a while, but after a very long while, nobody even remembers your species, let alone a single member of it.
98% of all species that ever lived on the Earth are now extinct, and it happens all the time that a species goes extinct.
From Nature’s point of view, hey, whatever’s working now.
What’s the basis for my premise? Because science. Science is the enemy of the drinking class. Science tells you that humanity is definitely causing the global warming calamity, but religion tells us that it’s just God again, and this time He’s really pissed.
Well, they’ve got it ALMOST right — this time, SHE’S really pissed. Kind of like a wrestling rematch comeback, which is Trump’s entire reality-field — it’s where he lives. Sweaty wrestlers faking every move and getting approval for being bad and mean.
A Second Opinion? Sure. He’s ugly, too.
Ah, yes, simple reality, easy to understand, easy to operate in and easy to manipulate, if you have no ethics. U.S. President Donald John Trump has no ethics. I defy him to sue me over that statement. I can win. Yes, once again, it’s Title 18 upon which I would rely for my legal battle, and there’s nothing bad about beating Trump any way you can. He’s out to beat us right into the ground, and I’m among the first on his list.
Okay, so here’s one thing for sure that I can speak to — during this time of global crisis, there’s not much hope in conducting a business that relies upon shipping and replacement of goods, storage and stockpiling and inventory.
None of that belongs in a Post-Corona Business Plan, not for me, anyway. I want a business that relies upon NOTHING from the Pre-Corona Period, including social contact.
So what am I left with?
Whatever I do to earn a living, I hope it will somehow contribute toward the downfall of Senator “Mitch-the-Bitch” McConnell, who is singularly responsible for what Trump has done to America and to the world. His legacy is one of complicity in a global crime wave spearheaded by the Insane One.
A news anchor got on the other morning with the opening line, “You’ll never guess what he’s done now.”
The co-anchor said, “And I don’t even have to ask you who you’re talking about.” That’s the world in which we now live, a world that revolves around Insane Donald Trump.
Eventually, he’ll be gone, and we’ll be left holding the bag and picking up the pieces, and he won’t feel a twinge of remorse or guilt, and do you know why?
It’s a Daddy Issue.
So never mind about Crazy Donald, history will take care of itself. What can YOU do to survive this crisis?
Well, are you so sure you WANT to? Some people don’t look forward to another day of suffering and misery and pain — perhaps you don’t mind it, and are willing to pay the price in order to possibly reduce the suffering of all beings everywhere?
That IS why you’re here, like it or not, know it or not, and it’s time you learned how to do your Real Work while you’re earning a living in the local world habitat.
Yes, this IS a SIM, and if you’re smart, you won’t forget it for an instant.
If it keeps you out of local trouble and you can avoid Imperial entanglement, you’re home-free on the subject of Higher Work.
You need a plan. I have a plan, and what’s more, the plan is an open plan and there is no gimmick — something you wouldn’t know how to appreciate unless the football’s been dropped just before the kick, many many times.
One thing we know about Charlie Brown’s young friend, Lucy Brown (no relation to Charlie Brown), is that she will never fail to yank the football out from under. Never.
You’ll never see a Laurel and Hardy film that ends with them rich and comfortable. You’ll never see a Chaplin film where he ends up a winner, and you’ll never see a superspy named “Biff”.
Well, you might — Biff Cliff Mysteries could be very popular, if the content were no better than the title.
That’s what it takes today to get a hit book, movie, tv show, video game or home furnishings line over the edge — sheer bulk.
And if it’s FREE, so much the better. Everything is free now, didn’t you know? The government is totally upside down from the Republican “balanced budget” theory that it might actually dump out right in front of our eyes.
Some debts are so deep they can’t be repaid.
Oh, well, it’s not my problem — saving humans from themselves is definitely not in my job description, nor would I ever guarantee success.
Humans fight. Gorillas sit, eat tender bamboo shoots, and think a lot. Humans can’t handle being alone in an apartment for a few months or years.
How well would the average person do in a monastery or spiritual retreat? Very badly, I’m afraid, and my experience with people is that they can’t take separation from their sports, their spa and their favorite restaurants, theaters and stadiums for very long.
One week without the NFL will stretch the tolerance of most humans, and a month without golf can send some folks to the cleaners.
Take away the soap operas, the game shows and the late-night talk shows, and you have a population driven into perpetual dark madness, until order, and their favorite venue, can be restored.
Gosh, you can’t write this shit.
Shoot Clorox? Quinine? Detergent? Really????
It’s impossible to imagine this stuff up — you can’t believe it even if you wrote the setup for it when the line does come down. It’s amazing to see Trump stuttering over his sentences, unable to form a complete sentence, unable to remember what he just said a split-second ago, repeating his mutterings over and over until eventually he stops when he’s had enough attention for the moment, but in another minute, he’ll be tweeting again.
Can a writer ever write things like this? The answer is no. You put the ELEMENTS in there and mix them up, and let them go — the trick is to NOT interfere in any way with the outcome.
That’s when you see weird shit happen. The fact is, THE STORY WRITES ITSELF.
That’s the biggest lesson a higher being can learn in this world environment — the story writes itself.
Non-interference is the best policy, and I recommend it for any higher being who wants to see some seriously unexpected results.
Otherwise you get the usual.
So where do we go from here? What can we do to earn a living in an environment where nobody has any money, most people are among the homeless and jobless, and there’s no shipping, no trucking, no open shops or markets, and nobody around?
That’s the future. You want something to get used to? That’d be it. No hope for the masses, that’s for sure, and if you don’t do some fancy dancing, you’ll go down with the crowd.
When is the best time to settle down and get to work creating a new job for yourself? I think you ought to wait until you can actually SEE the danger, and understand the obstacles ahead.
In short, I’d wait ten years if I could. Maybe you need to pay a mortgage sooner than that, or you might have some food bills, energy bills, communications bills and more bills, bills, bills.
In that case, you want to start today, don’t wait until the knock at the door — by then, it’ll be far too late.
You can still do something about it, but you have to do it now, right now. The longer you wait, the harder it will be to get started and the more difficult the task will have become.
Well, taking stock of the situation, I note that we still have not determined exactly HOW we’re going to address the new way to earn a living, whatever that might turn out to be.
I hope we get to it soon — I have Trump Fatigue, Corona Fear Syndrome and of course a vague hope that Andy Cuomo will become the new Chief of Staff when Trump is finally overthrown.
By then, the environment will have been compromised to the degree that the tip-over can’t be stopped, and then it’ll be a world more like Diablo IV, which looks even worse and more overcomplicated than Diablo III, which is a rip of Blizzard’s other games.
Using stuff from one game to buff up another? It’s an old custom, and it’s generally useful, although it offers no relief from the ills of the games that followed Diablo II, which was the only game that Blizzard made that actually was a playable game.
Too much complexity destroys a game.
That goes double, of course, for Planet Earth, upon which we play “UrthGame”, a full-sized reality-based role-playing game.
You really didn’t know this was a SIM? Well, did you always know it was some kind of game? And did you understand what the goal of the game is? Why it’s played?
Humanity suffers. All living creatures suffer. The universe exists. It never not exists. Beings exist within it. Beings suffer.
Can that suffering be ended? No, but it CAN be reduced. That’s why we come to Earth, to bring a REDUCTION of suffering, and one of the ways you can best help with that plan is to take part in the GORBYZOOM meetings, workshops and events we have planned for you.
At first, it will just be only us, a few who gather, but then, after a while, with patience and relaxation and ease, there will be others who will gather with us.
Eventually, this will become a wave of enlightenment that circles the Earth. Will it bring change? Not for everyone, but yes.
Your job is simple, at least to begin with — bring people into the circle, get them to the ZOOM gatherings, and help them establish a new life in Second Life, where they can use the spiritual skills they are learning toward mastery of the spiritual skills needed to go forward into the highest states of Being and Essence.
First job, get on ZOOM. Second job, get an Avatar in Second Life and join us in Prosperity Path Virtual Ashram.
Take part in some activities in the Ashram — there are over 100 things to do every day in there, and you can do all or part as you wish and have the time to devote to it.
Then you need to take care of business.
But how??? You can’t sell product, you can’t deliver personal services — but you CAN deliver services electronically, by ZOOM or other communication modality, and there are dozens of popular venues to get together over the internet.
Your one hope is to sell your ability pass on skills and knowledge to others, skills and knowledge that they can use for their immediate survival and relief.
Okay, what would that be? What would it look like?
- QMV — QUANTUM MAGIC VIDEOS — A sure-fire way to introduce the work to someone who has no information, no knowledge, no personal experience and little or no interest.
- DR — DISSOLVING RADIATION VIDEOS — Once someone sees this, if they’re at all sensitized and open to spiritual pathways, they’ll immediately take to it and use them often.
- URTHGAMES — Games to be played for spiritual advancement, not personal amusement or gain.
There are lots more, but for starters, these are the best, along with an introduction to Second Life, Second Life building and Second Life Marketplace, all of which will be a fascinating experience for anyone, and for those who are psychic-sensitive, it will be a downright miracle that technology has joined with shamanic practices to make a very magical environment that has a profound effect in the so-called Real World.
I’ll be offering many classes on how to get along in this Brave New World, and I hope you’ll take advantage of every single one of them.
I’m giving away useful skills and knowledge, and YOU’RE invited. Don’t let money be an issue — it’s all free-will donation, never beyond what you can easily afford, and if that’s nothing, then nothing it is.
I’ve made it possible to use the communication pods in the Ashram by donating a single Linden, which works out to roughly half a cent, which I think is within range of most folks no matter where they may live.
There are some exceptions, of course — there always are, but don’t enumerate them on my behalf — I’m really busy these days.
You have to do a LOT of stuff in this “stay-at-home” business than you had to do when you were clearing dishes off Station #2 at the day cafe where you worked between parts, if you’re an actor or actress, or washing dishes if you’re one of those who opted for a Bachelor of Arts Degree instead of a B.S., and I’m sure you know the classic questions you ask depending on what kind of degree you took:
- A SCIENCE MAJOR asks, “WHY does it work???”
- An ENGINEERING MAJOR asks, “HOW does it work???”
- A BUSINESS MAJOR asks, “How much will it COST???”
- A LIBERAL ARTS MAJOR asks, “Did you want fries with that???”
Some Doggerel Verse:
- Why anyone who studies Liberal Arts would do it is a mystery.
- Unless the only other choice was Art History.
- Physics seems to promise a Feynmann-style career,
- But the Wiki Page will redirect you to the job of Engineer.
“39.95 plus tax for that belt, sir — would you like fries with that?”
North Koreans have no trouble drawing a straight line — they have a Supreme Ruler.
Okay, so how to make a living in this Brave New World — or is it a Cowardly New World? Probably the latter, because we all know that fear drives panic, and that panic drives the car.
Have we figured out how to make a buck yet? Have we actually made anything while we’re standing here???
What about busking? The next-to-the-last-stage just before outright panhandling, which is an obsequious and obfuscatory alternative for “begging”.
That’s right. Begging. Hey, why not try it?
My best line was always, “Hey, buddy, can you help me out? I have no home, no car, no job, no family, no friends, no money, no food and no hope. All I have in the world is this big pigsticker switchblade. Please give what you can.”
This usually works, but I haven’t used it for over a hundred years, back when I hung out on the open road, waiting for travelers to ask me for directions.
“Follow me,” I’d say, then lead them to my merry men out in the deep woods. Of course, Robin Hood did the same thing, but I did it first and I hold the copyright.
Okay, let’s get serious here. How to make $1 MILLION U.S. Dollars in Second Life? Do what Jessica Chung did, and here’s what she did and how she did it, revealed for the first time in this very blog, as is:
The Million-Dollar Second Life Game
- BUY A PIECE OF PROPERTY — Find out how to purchase a piece of property — I’d suggest you research thoroughly, determine what movement is like on the Mainland and determine whether you’re willing to pay that price in order to get a piece of land that is more accessible to others.
- SPLIT THE PROPERTY UP INTO PARCELS — You’ll have to learn what to do and how to do it to make this happen, and it’s all about the size of the property, where it is on the island, and many more considerations that you’ll have to find out about and master thoroughly, or suffer losses and business failure.
- IMPROVE THE PARCELS — Make a THEME out of the land area you’re working with. Give people a beautiful space and a good reason to rent or buy from you.
- THINK BIG — Decide that you are a real estate mogul and that you’re building a small empire in this virtual world called Second Life.
- GO WITH THE NUMBERS — You’ll have to figure out or find out how to charge for your land, how to work in the permissions and lots more issues that have to do with transfer of property, which is a major part of Second Life. Linden Labs created their own currency, which actually trades on the international money market. Right now, one U.S. Dollar is about L$240.00 Linden Dollars.
- PLUMB YOUR CLIENTS — Give your clients a good reason to send you more clients, which can include rent relaxation or extras for their space.
- STAY IN TOUCH — Keep in good contact with everyone involved in your business, and give your clients a good reason to stay in touch with you, such as free gifts and events, social mixers and dances, and more.
You can set up a business space for some, a dating space for others, and still others will want a fantasy role-playing space, all of which are easy if you know how, and I plan to teach these skills so it WILL be easy for you.
Here is what Jessica Chung did to make her fortune. She transformed raw land into tiny paradises, and that’s how she did it. I’ll show you a 2012 video of the kind of thing she did and still does for many dollars even today — as a matter of fact, her business has grown incredibly over the past month because of the Corona Virus and Lockdown.
Here’s the video I promised you:
“You’ve got this. You can do this. We’re all in this together, going forward at the end of the day. That having been said, Do Your Part.”
Sound familiar?
Guess what? If you were around during the Great Depression of 1929 up through the 1939 New York World’s Fair, you’re experiencing Deja-Vu right now, a lot of it, because this is the same thing that happened back then, back then, back then …
I’m hearing the same old bullshit, but from new and different mouths, mostly out of the Senate and the White House.
Yeah, the same thing, and those slogans above are a repeat of the slogans from the thirties — the very same ones were used then, and they will be again and again — those things don’t grow on trees, you know.
Slogans are popular. That’s what makes them popular, is that they’re slogans — simple bumper-sticker language, no more than five words in a row, which is two words past Trump’s memory tolerance, which is why he can’t complete a … you know, a … well, that’s but we didn’t know … there were so many things … it’s all a big hoax.
Sad? You bet it’s sad. But that’s what we’re living with, a hopelessly stupid, terribly dense and blundering President who is categorically unable to focus his attention on anything, and it doesn’t help us any that he’s sending people to their death by demanding that they return to work far too early to be safe.
Hell, it’s just numbers.
So how ARE we going to make a living if nobody has any money and nobody has a job and nobody has hope and nobody has a future?
Beats me. No, I’m kidding. The problem creates its own solution. People can’t freely congregate, and people are herd-instinctive, they like to gather in bunches and can’t be stopped from socializing, being “birds on a wire”, tweeting each other until they can’t tweet no more.
Can you imagine not being able to put your cell phone down for even an instant? Some people are so addicted to their cells that they actually hold them while they’re sleeping, which is most of the time.
Okay, okay, I’ll get to the point — making a living in Trump Virus World. Okay, let’s do it.
- DOWNLOAD ZOOM — This is the easy part — they made it for dummies, so think like a dum-dum, and you’ll do just fine.
- LEARN TO USE ZOOM — There are about a dozen things you REALLY need to know about ZOOM, and dozens of things you don’t. Learn which ones work and use them.
- TAKE A ZOOM CLASS — Not a class IN ZOOM, but a class ABOUT ZOOM. There are things you need to master before you take on a classroom full of students.
- HAVE SOMETHING TO TEACH — Don’t just get up there and try to fool folks — have a definite lesson plan and get it across by seeing what your students are doing with what you’re teaching them, and learn how to correct your mistakes — there will inevitably be some misteaks made along the line and, yes, the word “misteaks” was intentional, like THINK AHEAd, which didn’t quite fit on the sign board.
- BE FAIR — Don’t overcharge for your classes, be reasonable, be fair. Find out what others are charging for virtual classes and stay within those boundaries.
That’s really all there is to it, but it all depends on YOUR ability to understand what’s needed in this new reality, and how to market your skills, particularly your skills to help others.
Helping others is what it’s all about, not helping yourself. Get out of yourself. Get over yourself. Get on with the Work!
See You At The Top!!!
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