The Game
Makiah was born loving basketball or was it just an obsession with 'making the goal'
Makiah is the game and the goal of my ultimate game.
How to 'clear the way' so that the children can have a healthy happy wealthy life.
It's never really about the money.
President Obama is raising over a billion dollars for his re-election campaign.
God knows it's just about relationships, how to connect...play and dance with God.
Everyone and everything else seems to just join in the dance.
Makiah and I went to the Iowa football game today.
Well, we didn't really go to the game...we tailgated next to the stadium.
My sister has one of those 'view' Winnebago motor homes that bought for the Hawkeye footbball games.
It is parked as close to the main gate and as close to the statue of Nile Kinnick as anyone can get.
Makiah plays football til the game begins and then we watch 'The Game' on the big screen TV attached to
The View.
The Hawkeyes didn't do to good...Penn State won the game 38-14. A lot of money was spent today all around town. The taxi drivers do well as does the Iowa Athletic department and and and even the tree new yogurt shops downtown did well. Money was flowing.
I love it when the Hawkeyes get beat. The 'fans' go nuts. They take it personal. All of a sudden 'THEY' are big time LOSERS and it is always the coaches fault. The fans are looking at the wrong coach.
The Iowa Coach
knows better he is full of wisdom concerning all the games of life.
George and her golden boy golden love brother were sitting high above the 70,000 hawkeye fans sitting in Kinnick Stadium ...they were in The Coaches Box...guests of Mary Ferentz.
I have never been there, Makiah has....the perspective must be priceless...warm and cozy with wonderful refreshments and great company. Paradise Utopia for any Hawkeye Fan I would say.
Most the Hawkeye Fans started leaving the game at halftime, as the score was 24-0 and there was definitely
no hope for a victory. George and her brother although true black and gold fans and although experiences Paradise Utopia....left the game at the end of the third quarter.
Fans and funny and fickle.
I love the Iowa attitude of 'WE love the Hawkeye's...as long as WE are winning.
Kinda like...I will love my wife or husband as long as the money is keeps flowing in...or as long as they still 'hot lean and sexy' ...or as long as this or that or that or this. Kinda like 'conditional' on this or that.
Love that is based on beautiful pure perfect unconditional divine love...is the baseline for knowing
how to be a true Hawkeye Fan. It is about staying to the end in order to see the last moment of the game, the last player heading to the locker room, the last fan leaving the stadium. It's about the game. It's about the experience. It's about the play and dance of being together.
My family has had season tickets to the Iowa Football Games for as long as I was around ...sixty years plus, we really don't know what year they bought their first season tickets. I do remember going to the games on 'knot hole' Saturdays when it was one dollar to get in the games. I would take a friend and we would play football in the long gone tennis court turned parking lot next to the stadium. Mom would have a crock pot of 'sloppy joes' and it was play play play time. We would even spend most the game playing football in the grass end zones. I don't remember winning or losing. I remember Ed Podalak running all over the football field. I remember having a great Saturday with my parents and friends. That was when The Game was the game. Makiah and I both wrapped up in a warm blanket watching the game on a large TV screen, yards from The Field of Dreams. Or maybe in the center of The field of dreams.
Iowa is a funny place.
The Game of Life
integrates everything with
The Truth
The Truth is based on creativity and the mysterious wondrous journey of the sperm searching for the egg
find one another and co-creating a new life form the we be.
Once everything in life is integrated with The Truth...mysterious wondrous magic occurs everywhere.
While those living in the left brain culture mean while get to experience the logical chess game of life where everything is made up of choices. Choice this get this, Choice that get that. Simple and easy. Full of illusions of ego gratification, full of winning and losing, full of drama, full of appointment's and full of knowing something better can be had if just I make the correct choice. New job, new friends, new lovers, new homes, new cars, new new better better more more.
The Truth is about integration. Integrating Paradise Utopia within with Paradise Utopia without.
Truth is the attitude of wisdom. It is where all power resides.
Money is the flow of the beautiful pure perfect unconditional divine love that is the essence of
The Truth. It is God observing God and knowing only the frequency of connecting...playing and dancing with oneself. It is where the illusion of the observer and the observed become one and the same. It is the pure consciousness or flow of attention and focus that produces all perception. When money involves the give and take of value. Everything is based on the illusion of needs and desires and perceived values.
Being born and individual unique miraculous beautiful creative genius...we are all entitled to The Truth and all that it represents within the framework of Paradise Utopia. Which is the most amazing miraculous genius cells playing in such wondrous harmony that WE EXIST together as one. Hilariously fun and true and full of the most subtle deepest feeling of intimate love un-imaginable. The genius of intuition or integrating all the bodies intelligence is the heart of feeling and knowing The Truth of Money and The Truth of Everything.
Thanks mom for sharing your love, your life, your time, your everything with me.
Wishing you could be home, again...and forever.
I love it when the Hawkeyes get beat. The 'fans' go nuts. They take it personal. All of a sudden 'THEY' are big time LOSERS and it is always the coaches fault. The fans are looking at the wrong coach.
The Iowa Coach
knows better he is full of wisdom concerning all the games of life.
George and her golden boy golden love brother were sitting high above the 70,000 hawkeye fans sitting in Kinnick Stadium ...they were in The Coaches Box...guests of Mary Ferentz.
I have never been there, Makiah has....the perspective must be priceless...warm and cozy with wonderful refreshments and great company. Paradise Utopia for any Hawkeye Fan I would say.
Most the Hawkeye Fans started leaving the game at halftime, as the score was 24-0 and there was definitely
no hope for a victory. George and her brother although true black and gold fans and although experiences Paradise Utopia....left the game at the end of the third quarter.
Fans and funny and fickle.
I love the Iowa attitude of 'WE love the Hawkeye's...as long as WE are winning.
Kinda like...I will love my wife or husband as long as the money is keeps flowing in...or as long as they still 'hot lean and sexy' ...or as long as this or that or that or this. Kinda like 'conditional' on this or that.
Love that is based on beautiful pure perfect unconditional divine love...is the baseline for knowing
how to be a true Hawkeye Fan. It is about staying to the end in order to see the last moment of the game, the last player heading to the locker room, the last fan leaving the stadium. It's about the game. It's about the experience. It's about the play and dance of being together.
My family has had season tickets to the Iowa Football Games for as long as I was around ...sixty years plus, we really don't know what year they bought their first season tickets. I do remember going to the games on 'knot hole' Saturdays when it was one dollar to get in the games. I would take a friend and we would play football in the long gone tennis court turned parking lot next to the stadium. Mom would have a crock pot of 'sloppy joes' and it was play play play time. We would even spend most the game playing football in the grass end zones. I don't remember winning or losing. I remember Ed Podalak running all over the football field. I remember having a great Saturday with my parents and friends. That was when The Game was the game. Makiah and I both wrapped up in a warm blanket watching the game on a large TV screen, yards from The Field of Dreams. Or maybe in the center of The field of dreams.
Iowa is a funny place.
The Game of Life
integrates everything with
The Truth
The Truth is based on creativity and the mysterious wondrous journey of the sperm searching for the egg
find one another and co-creating a new life form the we be.
Once everything in life is integrated with The Truth...mysterious wondrous magic occurs everywhere.
While those living in the left brain culture mean while get to experience the logical chess game of life where everything is made up of choices. Choice this get this, Choice that get that. Simple and easy. Full of illusions of ego gratification, full of winning and losing, full of drama, full of appointment's and full of knowing something better can be had if just I make the correct choice. New job, new friends, new lovers, new homes, new cars, new new better better more more.
The Truth is about integration. Integrating Paradise Utopia within with Paradise Utopia without.
Truth is the attitude of wisdom. It is where all power resides.
Money is the flow of the beautiful pure perfect unconditional divine love that is the essence of
The Truth. It is God observing God and knowing only the frequency of connecting...playing and dancing with oneself. It is where the illusion of the observer and the observed become one and the same. It is the pure consciousness or flow of attention and focus that produces all perception. When money involves the give and take of value. Everything is based on the illusion of needs and desires and perceived values.
Being born and individual unique miraculous beautiful creative genius...we are all entitled to The Truth and all that it represents within the framework of Paradise Utopia. Which is the most amazing miraculous genius cells playing in such wondrous harmony that WE EXIST together as one. Hilariously fun and true and full of the most subtle deepest feeling of intimate love un-imaginable. The genius of intuition or integrating all the bodies intelligence is the heart of feeling and knowing The Truth of Money and The Truth of Everything.
Thanks mom for sharing your love, your life, your time, your everything with me.
Wishing you could be home, again...and forever.
