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Oh, there’s a God all right - and I love Him. There’s no way that chaos forms in such a manner on a planet full of people feeling like they’re superior to everything and everyone else as to see that they’re all slapped down and picked up time and time again, all taught that they will never control as much as they’d like to pretend they control. That’s God, and that’s His light flicking on to scatter the cockroaches of humanity. There most certainly is a God, and He’s got one seriously dark and twisted sense of humor. Further proof from an ontological perspective, tell me you’ve never laughed at some form of pain in life and prove to me that the warped and cynical root of it all doesn’t exist. I am made in the image of God. I sneer therefore I am. Now, how can you not love that?

This is simply an attempt to keep up my claim that at least I still write on this thing once a month… last 30 minutes of September totally counts since my previous post was August 1st. Right? Commence the mockery. I have.

I haven’t been blogging much. However, not only have I been writing a bit more on my own (not for blog publication though, sorry) but I’ve also been involved in some other fun online video endeavors… 

I’ve recently been filmed for the new Starburst online campaign!

Go to starburst.com and click on “Vlog Stars.” At the left side of the page, under “Topics,” click “What’s original anymore?” then select “DavidJr.com.” Then, check me out. 

Also with DavidJr.com, I was interviewed after a movie premier - davidjr.com

Under the “Latest” column at the right, go to Nightlife 2008 Gen Art Film Festival: April 2-8.  

Watch me keep NYC free of new Orlandoans invading!

Orlando Arts Blog: Exodus on the Orlando Arts Blog, one of my talented friend Mark Baratelli’s sites. Also, here’s the alternate version.

I just realized recently that I’ve been doing some pretty cool stuff without sharing. So, here. I share.

Both Dave and Mark are incredibly talented individuals I’m proud to call friends. Check out their stuff at davidjr.com and markbaratelli.com, respectively, and keep your eye out for more from these amazing men. Also check out Mark at www.creativitity.blogspot.com and www.myspace.com/improvcabaret. 

This isn’t me mindlessly plugging my friends. I am very mindful.

help me to love – not to force love or possess love – but to become love

allow me to acknowledge the love within me and share it with the world

let me love in a way that lets those i love truly believe in it, trust it and feel it always

guide my love to transcend the obstacles of space and time

protect my love that it may be pure and empowering, ever inspiring to me and to others

nurture my love that it may grow to be a greater power than i’d dare imagine

reveal to me that all the love i seek rests within myself

may i be open to receive love as pure and as strong as i give, as freely as i give it

read more, learn the history of the neighborhood, attend more live events, visit museums, write more, keep up with politics just enough to hold own in bars, drink more, practice yoga, make new friends, study a new language, explore new artistic media, drink less, eat better, read more, travel the world, become buddhist, find inner peace, write more, love completely, feel connected, understand everything, miss the point, feel lost, find comfort in pain, find comfort in numbness, drink more, compromise love, compromise values, visit machu picchu, host an orgy, write more, stop eating, become wary of self-destructive cycle, have some coffee, sober up, wise up, read more, seek forgiveness, regain love, redefine love, redefine self, stop trying so hard, find happiness, rinse, repeat.

I’m considering a career shift based on social demand. I see a present need and perhaps I have a suitable skill set.

I want to become a personal trainer. I’m not talking health, fitness, exercise. I would be hired to train your person, whether it be a significant other, parent, offspring - whatever type of person you know that might need some training, I can help.

I’ll walk around with your person all day and administer discipline and praise where appropriate. If your husband is having problems at work, I’ll be there when he’s slacking off to say “I know this old Foreigner video rocks and funnyordie.com is really so funny you think you might die, but why not minimize that browser for 15 minutes and at least make it appear that you’re doing something work-related?” If your girlfriend doesn’t really get along with your family, i’ll gently let her know that it may be inappropriate and potentially hurtful to call your pregnant sister fat only to get defensive when corrected by saying “Sure, she’s pregnant now, but she’ll never get her body back so she might as well face the fat facts.” When your 3-year-old son runs around putting non-food objects in his mouth, I’ll be right there to smack him and tell him he’s an idiot.

Every personal problem has a pragmatic solution. If you’re interested in my services, you know where to find me - and if you don’t, well, that’s probably for the best. Best of luck.

maybe sometimes we’re like toy cars that have to be pulled back and pulled back and have our insides all twisted up in order to move forward on our own. it’s nice to think that the more we’re jerked around like that the further we can potentially go.

lately i’ve been thinking a lot about timing and how it seems to remain the one constant cosmic element that bears the greatest and most dramatic impact upon our lives. my life - over the past year in particular - is truly a testament to this notion. how different things would be if timing were different.

however, it’s rarely timing that works alone in molding our fates. our own actions can have a far greater effect on the cosmos than even the most ego-centric among us can possibly fathom. it’s when proper timing matches with appropriate action that things start feeling as if we have control, as if life is going the way we’d like it to be going. without that action, we’re left victims to that chaos of events and people and circumstances and, as simple and obvious as it may be, clocks and calendars that define the timing - the timing that rules our pattern of existence.

there are many points in my life that i can look back upon and see the actions of myself or others working in conjunction with timing and altering life on a grand scale. however, in true reflection I can more readily note the moments when actions were not taken and that chaos was given way to tumble over all the wants, dreams, plans and desires, eradicating them often simply as a result of us being afraid of all those things we truly knew were right for us. we sit back and wait.

sometimes what’s perceived to be the proper timing doesn’t work on our schedules. sometimes we’re strong enough to push against the odds and take action to make our own sort of timing - to take on challenges and obstacles in a way that allows us to determine our own fate. this takes bravery, determination and honesty of which few people believe themselves capable.

since my move here, or perhaps even before, i’ve focused on the notion of being brave enough to be honest and determined enough to take action when there’s something in which i truly believe. i still respect the fact that timing plays a major role in life, and that there are many factors in the world that cannot be answered through any amount of determination, honesty or faithful action, but i do feel a greater sense of control through being entirely honest with myself. i suppose for any journey that would serve as reason enough to embark.

Every once in a while in my life there will be this certain type of guy who comes around. He’s funny and cute and charming but there’s just something about him that I know is bad news. I like being around him because it’s flattering, but it’s also really annoying, sometimes a little degrading and I can only take so much of it before I have to get away so I don’t succumb to my urge to slap him. He relentlessly pursues me and I keep denying him, but the moment he gives up the chase I’m always a little sad. That’s exactly how I feel about Times Square.

Kind of appealing yet obnoxious, it seems to lure you in and want to keep you there. I’ve recently taken a new job that has me popping up from the subway smack in the middle of 42^nd and Broadway every morning at 9am. It’s a strange commute. Friday, I witnessed about 20 leprechauns hailing a cab. Today, I saw Jay Mohr. This morning experience differs a bit from my usual late afternoon or evening trips there, but one thing is always the case: it’s very busy. This allows for a phenomenon I’ve recently realized is one of my favorite things about New York, and something most people seem to hate about the city. I call it “crowd assault.”

I walk into a large crowd of people and just move entirely against traffic. The more out of rhythm I am with everyone around me, the better. Then I just stare everyone down as they rush by me in waves, violently yet gracefully, while I try to make eye contact with as many strangers as possible. There’s something in that brief moment of connection that makes me feel so alive, so much more in tune with everything and everyone around me, entirely special in a moment when most would claim to feel insignificant. It’s finding that one point of focus, that face, that other person willing to look right back at you and acknowledge being in that moment. I love that moment. 

An altered state of mind doesn’t make you more enlightened; it just removes the inhibitions that normally would dismiss your creativity as not being at a level worthy of further exploration.