The thing is, "simply" is a really big word in this case.
I bought a standup lamp from the second hand store in town here a few weeks ago.
It looked like it would fit into my trailer house nicely.
It's about an $80 light that I got for $2.
Turns out the bulb was burned out and they cost about $27.
I got one that works on eBay for $8.50 delivered.
It works great even though my new bulb is 27W in stead of 55W and about half big in size.
I'm not poor I just like good deals on second hand stuff when I am able.
I now own my own home and land and trailer house and truck and vehicles and everything else.
I am close to dept free and entirely self supporting with my work and my social security check.
I'll be 68 years old in April.
I get $633 after my medicare payment.
Not all that much but enough to live on comfortably not having to pay rent or any payments other than utilities and insurance and taxes.
About $500 a month in all.
That leaves only $133 a month for groceries and gas and whatnot but I supplement that a lot by working driving truck.
My own or the other guys.
I have everything.
I am the same as rich.
Monitarily.
I have turned my home into a video recording and writing studio.
I have a full band(music) setup in my living quarters and everything else to go with it.
My computers and software and cameras.
I can now record and make documentaries and music video's and video podcasts.
I have been building and developing this for years.
"This Stimulated Man" thing is no idle thing.
It's too important for that.
Diabetes, heart disease, cancer, obesity, mental disease.
All rampant and ongoing at alarming rates, right along with our population.
All second to this mans, "stimulated mind" factor.
It supersedes everything.
Nothing else will matter if we don't get a handle on this.
This is the message I bring forward.
Not a living soul other than myself can see or comprehend this simple but obvious truth.
It goes right over everybody's heads.
It's starting to get daylight and the school buses are picking up the kids.
Getting close to dark they will drop them off again.
Our lives are centered around education and work.
We are slaves to modern development and man's quest and greed for more.
It's really a beautiful day.
I'll take some pictures and post them a little later today.
It's about zero degrees and post card beautiful right now with the cold and the snow and the ice.
The light has two settings.
Bright and dim.
I use them both.
Bright and brighter might be better said.
(More Stimuli), more energy.
More light, greater clarity, more pronounced sounds.
Beauty, is greater beauty.
Greater horror, is still greater horror.
Everything is exaggerated.
Stimulants = Speed
Sugar and hybrid carbohydrates.
I love my new home and couldn't be prouder.
I have everything and a great location.
It's beautiful and fully functional.
Tools of the trade.
Life and living.
I am first and foremost a writer.
And a speaker.
The music and video, eye candy.
Although I love entertainment and "show", even without this message.
My message takes everything over the top.
I have acquired a gift.
A gift greater than that of Jesus Christ or Moses or Gandhi or Martin Luther King or anybody else.
The greatest single piece of knowledge the earth will ever know.
I look around me and I see nothing but beauty.
Nature and man.
To stop man's destruction isn't a choice.
It's a must.
This simple stimulant thing can have monumental effects.
It's going to be realized, with or without me because it is so self evident and real and true.
It's totally obvious.
Once looked at it dwarfs a hurricane or a tsunami or a earthquake.
At any magnitude.
It's of earth shattering importance.
All man and all life and the earth itself, at stake.
If my take on this were exaggerated, I would be the greatest or all nut cases.
Or equally at least.
Hitler and these people who think they are gods, come to mind.
I am well aware of the significance in all this.
I am also well aware of mans mind and where it can go to.
As well as his emotions and actions.
Mostly we forge ahead blindly and running amok, but never once knowing it.
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