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Day 39 Just another day

I haven't really written anything in here that is just a normal blog entry.  Just memories, thoughts, concerns, growing up etc.  I guess that's okay.  I wasn't sure what I was supposed to post as if there were a set of rules for blogging.  In one of the alcathon meetings I attended over Christmas, one guy was listing his assets, published author, minister, world wide blogger, etc.  I realized that with my first post I too am a world wide blogger!  Hello world.  Now how do I get my messages out?  Because my message is important.  How to be a man.  How to develop those retarded childhood remnants into positive life experiences.  Yes, listen to me because I have the answers today.  Yes, it took 59 years to observe, fuck up, break down, fire up, play out and finally shut up and listen but I have the directions.  You just let go of the past.  Add it all up, take out the bad numbers, save the precious few and there you go.  It sounds ridiculously easy but it is just that easy.

I know, you naysayers out there mucking up the formula.  I know how you were raised, the nurturing you never received, the dramas, the traumas daily are just hard to shake.  You're wiring is based on those priceless important first few years and all you've known is how to react to everything since then.  The solution is so easy.  Just dump those first few years.  You're brain cells regenerate every 7 years anyway, just make sure those are on the pallets going out when the new ones are coming in.  Meditate cheerfully everyday and you will realize they are just thoughts.  Thoughts of who you think you are.  Well, I'm happy to report, you aren't that person.  No, not anymore.  Look at me.  Do I sound like I'm a mess anymore?  Hell no.  My nirvana is my answer.  Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha.

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