Life in a Box Chapter 15

Dutch Landscape Miniature Nail Art by E.J. Gold.

Can’t wait to get there, eh? I don’t blame ya — here’s the address:

click here to visit my nailery

Isn’t that something? I can put the most intricate things on those nails, just like I used to do with a fine-tipped pen, only these nails are SO much cheaper that I can actually hope to market them.

I also have original painted designs on Feature Nails, but they run $125 a pop, and are actually miniature paintings and ink washes.

If you really want an original Dutch Masters Painted Nail, I’d recommend mounting it in a deep frame. I do that for an additional $125 — the labor is a bitch and I wreck one out of four frames, so if you’re looking for a wrecked frame, check my wrecked frame inventory out back of the shed.

You know that you can add to this product by painting colors onto them? I don’t think it would add anything, but it’s just another way you could add value if you were strapped for another reason to charge more. Continue reading

Life in a Box Chapter 14

Why not make an annoying video humiliating and ridiculing Trump?

It’s easy when you know how. He can’t stand being ridiculed, because his dad did it to him, and he has powerful Daddy Issues.

This is a pretty accurate rendition of the Oval Office — it’s accurate enough to get the idea across, and it makes a great backdrop for any political announcements you’d care to make.

So you’ll notice that I have my own pictures scattered around the space, and a SuperBeacon and a Matrix are on the top of the famous “Resolute” desk.

It’s details like that that make the shot — you can fake all the rest, but you MUST put in the details. Continue reading

Life in a Box Chapter 13

cover screen from my latest action video game from GoddGames.

If you stop to think about it, now that you have a little thinking time on your hands, this is the greatest opportunity to be of service if you have ANY online or digital skills.

You don’t have to go to the rock face and start digging. You’re not laying rail or logging or digging or anything that requires your personal presence at the scene.

The Coronavirus has changed all that, and now, you’re limited to what you can do at your desktop, laptop or smartphone.

Well, Hell, for a game developer, it’s total Heaven.

I developed this “Greatest Witch-Hunt Ever” from Trump’s whining and bitching about him being a total victim of everybody all the time, and in particular, his great enemy, the Media.

It’s because they insist on fact-checking the old fat bastard, and he hates that, because he lies, but only when his lips are moving, and some of us wish they didn’t — make of that what you will.

Speaking of LIPS, I’ll be resurrecting “Killer Lips from Outer Space” as a videogame in the new engine, which means a LOT of changes in the levels, because Claude and Dick have come up with some killer smart bots that will drive the average gamer nuts — a short drive at best. Continue reading

Life in a Box Chapter 12

You’ll have plenty of Afterlife Adventures, once Donald Trump gets through with you!

Want an Afterlife Adventure? Want several a day? No problem, that’s all we sell. Seriously, what a great opportunity this is to take the time to actually work with these ideas, get some handle on the Afterlife and rebirthing and learn to make decisions without hesitation by spending a few hours EVERY DAY in a D2 Bardo Safari.

What is a Bardo Safari, you ask?

Hey, you’ve wasted enough time, already — get in the groove! Find out about Bardo Safaris and ASK someone how you can join.

You won’t be disappointed, and it’s a great way to spend some “me-time” if you’re as boxed-in as you look and feel. Continue reading

Life in a Box Chapter 11

a country at war with another is a country at peace with itself.

It’s time to get practical. You’re in a box and you can’t get out of the box, at least not for very long.

Just long enough to go shopping or go to the bank to visit what’s left of your money.

There you are in a box. Everybody’s in a box. We’re all in our boxes. We’re totally boxed in. That’s a Given.

Now, under those circumstances, where you can’t have ANY contact with anyone else — I’m in that “78 years old” category myself, and can’t contact anyone for any reason — what can you DO in that box to make a living?

Who will give you money to do that? How much, how often? Any repeat sales? Continue reading

Life in a Box Chapter 10

Plan for a “Hobo Nickel” engraving design over a BU 1927 Philadelphia Silver Dollar

I’ve made hundreds of “Hobo Nickel” engravings on a variety of out-of-circulation coins, and most of them are skulls, for one important reason — to remind everyone that even the king has an end of life.

Nobody escapes the Reaper, who isn’t actually grim. As a matter of fact, he’s downright jolly, but who would fear The Jolly Reaper?

Back in 1969, Jim Morrison, who used to come into the shop just about every day at that time — it was in a dark, black-painted and blacklight illuminated “Head Shop” called “Psychedelic Supermarket”, and that’s exactly what it was, and I had a tiny 10’x10′ booth directly across from “Famous Gene” LP warehouse.

Today, you couldn’t run that shop, with swarms of teens swirling through it like a flowing mass of soap suds in a Jack Oakie comedy of the 1930’s.

So one day Jim comes in as usual, he’s in the middle of reading my hardbound copy of Siddhartha — he wouldn’t dream of buying a book, but he devoured Hesse like some kids go for ice cream and pizza.

Not a bad combo, I’ll consider making it in my virtual restaurant, the only kind of food service I’d run today, as you’ll note from my FULLY FUNCTIONING “Michele de Paris Pizza Parlor” just outside the Temple in our Prosperity Path Virtual Ashram currently housed in Second Life, an online experiential digital world. Continue reading

Life in a Box Chapter 9

Can you do this without trickery? If not, stay tuned, because you can learn it.

At our Ishtar Festival in 1969, which was held in our small apartment with a group of about 20 friends from art school and city college, someone asked me if I could manifest a ball of light or energy or something, and I did it, and at that moment, someone grabbed up a camera and took this snapper.

Clearly, it’s a legitimate unaltered photo, and you can easily note that my furry friend “Spook” — so named by the CIA operative friend who gave her to me when he shipped off to a country that doesn’t exist — is staring in shock and ferile hunger at the light and wondering whether to attack it. She didn’t.

So what is that stuff, anyway?

I don’t know, and I haven’t tried it since. What’s the point? Some folks think it’s a trick and some folks think it’s magic and still others just don’t know what to think.

I can do without that.

The idea here is that you could put on a show, sort of like Judy Garland and Mickey Rooney used to do, but don’t do it in person, do it in virtual.

If you want to put on a show, get in touch with me and I’ll help you work out the details. Continue reading

Life in a Box Chapter 8

Levitating a ball is easy, balance is the hard part.

I can not just levitate a metal ball, I can make it float, and even rise into the air above my head, all with the power of the mind and a little sleight-of-hand and misdirection.

That’s all it takes.

You can perform magic online in a video broadcast, or you can TEACH magic online using ZOOM or some other interactive communication platform.

Is Levitation Real?

Of course, the ball actually IS levitating, but we do a trick to explain it into nothingness. At some point, you’ll surprise yourself and magic will happen in spite of all your resistance.

Resistance to the magical side of life is a human trait and something you don’t want to develop, but constant exposure to humans can cause you to lose your spiritual power right down to the bone.

If that’s what happened to you, it’s time to reverse the flow, and I’ve got just the spiritual program to do it. Continue reading

Life in a Box Chapter 7

THE INFLUENZA — After Sandburg

  • The Virus comes on little cat feet
  • It sits looking
  • Over Harbor & City
  • On Silent Haunches
  • And then moves on.

I can’t think of a better explanation for the Corona virus than that little piece of 20th century poetry, one word changed from “Fog” to “Virus”, as you see but might not understand, lacking a foundation in your basic pre-millenium literary bullshit. Continue reading

Life in a Box Chapter 6

Here I am at our Winter Workshop — be sure to sign up for Easter Workshop!

Every quarter we have a special workshop, and in the winter (it doesn’t take a capital) this particular winter, we had a very special deep learning look at social media and how it can help us get out there to those in spiritual need.

Well, now with the Corona virus, we’re not only in deep need, we’re in double-deep shit, and we have perhaps some hope of surviving through the next few months by some miracle.

Well, miracle or not, you only have so much time, and you might as well use it to full advantage, so how about signing up for the Easter Workshop?

If you’re dead by that time, you can still attend, but it won’t be on your charge-card. All those who have recently passed are offered free rides when they wander through the rest of the amusement park we call “reality”.

By the way, did you notice that I’m dressed as an Egyptian Princess, but I’m standing in the snow with a sleigh drawn by a red-nosed reindeer whose name we can only guess.

The idea of showing you this image is to demonstrate how an image could be generated that would get some attention on social media, using it as a button.

You could generate lots of screenshots that could help you market things — just a thought — and of course, you’re more than welcome to use our beautiful Ashram setting for your selfies. Continue reading