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That was just one example of English language mastery I had to endure on my latest Uber drive.  I was on Las Olas Blvd. when the request chimed through my car speakers; it was an UberX request so naturally I accepted.  I pulled up to an old but well maintained hotel on the intra-coastal and should have immediately recognized what kind of trip I was going to be in for because the double doors blew wide open as soon as I stopped, but no one was there.  Maybe it was the breeze from the other side of the lobby which faced the water, but it was most likely the ghost of some long dead ‘dudebro’ shouting ‘YOLOOOO’ as I pulled up, but I digress.

Thankfully after about 4 and 3/8 minutes of waiting, my passenger(s), whom were very much alive, appeared through the freely swinging double doors and got in my car.  It was a simple enough pick up, so I swiped right to start the trip and saw they were going to a plaza down by the beach on A1A, which wasn’t a long trip, but traffic was thick.

Dudebro #1, whom we’ll call ‘Guy’ and dudebro #2, we’ll call him ‘Brad’ though he totally looked like a ‘Lance’ or ‘Connor’ were quite boisterous in their early afternoon banter, and clearly hungover.  I drove away and immediately found myself stuck in beach traffic.

“So did you even fuck that black chick last night?” Brad said to his friend.

“Nah, she just laid in bed… naked.”  Said Guy.

Already I knew I was entering the land of TMI and that there was no escape for me, the lowly Uber driver, but fortunately I’d gotten used to it.

“What the fuck?  She slept naked in your bed and didn’t do anything?” Brad said, clearly shocked by his friend’s admission.

“Nah man,” said Guy.

“Did she suck your dick at least?” Brad.

“Oh, well yeah she did suck my dick.”

::Record Scratch. Freeze Frame::

You may be wondering by now how someone can say a naked chick in his bed didn’t ‘do anything’ but ‘oh yeah, she sucked my dick’ and yet was still murky on the details of what the hell exactly happened last night.  Apparently Guy had himself a good night if he couldn’t even recall the minutest details, but I digress again.

“That chick was hot, but like she’s also really smart too,” Guy added.  He then attempted to explain that she was some manager at some upper class firm with some generic Lawyer sounding name that I don’t really give two shits about because I’m poor and driving for Uber just to survive.  Guy and this mysterious ‘hot and smart’ black chick probably blew more money, and other things, in a night than I make in a month.

Damn that Digression Gremlin on the wing.

We kept driving, and by ‘driving’ I mean we crawled along in traffic for another ten minutes until we got to the bridge that led to Ocean Blvd. (A1A).  Of course by then Brad and Guy’s ADD conversation progressed to the title of this blog post as we passed by several attractive members of the opposite sex who were jogging, bike riding, or walking their tea-bag doggies with their sugar daddies.

“Would you smash that?  Bro, yeah I’m asking the driver,” Guy asked.

“Sure, why not,” I replied in an attempt to humor him and get him to stop talking to me.  It didn’t work.

“What about her?  I’d totally smash that, she’s fine,” Guy added.

“Hell yeah,” I said more enthusiastically in case this human sea-sponge caught on to my lack of interest.  As expected, it failed again.

“Dude, you’ve got like, that epic movie voice going on.  Say something epic, bro.  Like, say ‘in a world full of hotties’ or something.”

I blinked to myself, not really believing what was happening but then Brad piped up.

“Dude, you totally could do Batman voice.”

To which Guy eagerly said, “Oh shit, yeah!  Do Batman voice!  No wait, I got a better idea.”

Oh, I couldn’t wait to hear what this ‘better idea’ was going to be.  To my surprise, I wasn’t disappointed.

“This is gonna sound weird, but if you just say it, we’ll totally rate you 5 stars!”  Guy said.  He then quickly added. “Just say ‘throw it in my ass’ in Batman Voice…”

Did I already do the record scratch and freeze frame? Yeah, I ran out of gimmicks so I’ll just get on with it.  Needless to say I was surprised and slightly disturbed.  What exactly was I getting myself into here?

In any case, we weren’t moving anywhere and I had to say something, so I decided if I had to do it, I had to go big or go home.  So without further hesitation I drummed up my best Batman Voice and said, “Throw it in my assssss!”

The dudebros got a kick out of that.  So much so, that Brad chimed in, “Dude that was sweet, but I want to record it, it’s an inside joke for a friend of ours.  Could you do it again?”

I did it once, I can do it again, after all these bleach spike encrusted Sea Monkies weren’t likely to catch a ride with me ever again anyway, so I said it again for the microphone.

Throw it… in my… asssss!!!”

The bros were satisfied, and I felt somewhat dirty.  The least they could do was explain the story behind this highly unorthodox request, so I asked them.

Fortunately they obliged me with a tale of one of their other friends, we’ll call him ‘Manny’ who had apparently slept with this girl one time who turned around mid-coitus and said to him ‘throw it in my ass’.  They all apparently thought this was hilarious and over forceful for some small Asian girl to demand that something be ‘thrown’ into her backdoor, not slid, slipped or stuck, but ‘fucking thrown’.  Thus the story became clear and I was mentally checking off more reasons as to why I disliked humanity.  Once I reach 500, there’s a prize!!!

We got over the bridge, barely, but by then Guy and Brad had gotten a call from some other friends asking to meet them at the Elbo Room instead of at their previous destination.  Since we were so close and traffic was so bad, I pulled off into Las Olas Circle to drop them off.  Just like that Guy and Brad left my vehicle, but not a tip, and I had yet another stain on my soul that I needed to wash off.

It was an enlightening experience.  I thought dudebros like that only existed in movies or online forums, but apparently they are very real and they are here among us.  Watch yourselves, and whatever you do, don’t throw anything into anyone’s ass.  It’s just rude.


P.S. if you’re interested in becoming an Uber Driver so you can pick up your own Brad and Guy duo, please sign up under my invite link here.


-K.R. Krause


It’s January 25.  Five days have passed since the inauguration of a proven con-man, failed business owner, and generally repugnant human being known as Donald J. Trump.  The air of unreality is still thick around the majority of Americans wondering just how the HELL THIS HAPPENED, (hint: Hillary shafted Bernie Sanders), but it’s almost pointless to worry about that now.  It happened.  Trump is President ::gags:: and now we have to deal with it for his remaining four years.


Artists and creatives have long been the target of extreme right wing attacks, censorship and persecution, just look at the Hollywood Ten for example.  The CIA and FBI both, also  extreme right wing, possibly Fascist, organizations have a long and documented history of infiltrating leftist and progressive organizations around the world and sabotaging them from within.  From COINTELPRO to outright assault against musicians like Tupac Shakur, it’s been clear to those willing to dig through declassified government files that the far Right has been waging war against anything deemed remotely leftist.

As vile Emperor and Sith Lord Palpatine has said, “Those who gain power are afraid to lose it.”  Of course he was talking smack about the Jedi, who probably could’ve benefited from being a bit more flexible with their doctrines I admit, but doing so as a way to manipulate Anakin Skywalker.  Does this sound familiar to you?  It should because Donald Trump is a fucking SITH LORD who just duped millions of generally decent, hard working Americans into voting for him!

Now everyone thinks they’re goddamned Darth Vader and that they have the right to decide who lives and dies, who gets a job and who gets force choked depending on the color of their skin or sexual orientation!  Let’s not forget the ACTUAL fucking racists, Neo-Nazis, and Klansmen who openly support Trump because they believe he’s some kind of golden haired demigod who’s going to make the white race great again. (if you believe that, I have a Death Star to sell you. Paypal only please.)

Already basic human rights and dignities are being signed away by executive order and fellow human beings from around the world will be put in further danger as the massive, over-bloated Imperial US military continues to wage war on other human beings, (not even terrorists, just people pissed off at watching their families get drone bombed and wanting revenge) so that military contractors and Wall St. Robber barrons can continue to funnel wealth to themselves and out of the US economy, because funding schools, fixing our roads, and ensuring people can eat and pay their bills after being let go is FUCKING EVIL SOCIALISM am I right?

It’s pretty clear to most people who’ve fallen on hard times, myself included, that the other half of America just collectively said, “Fuck poor people” and “if you don’t like America just go elsewhere (to where our jobs went)” so we can now live under the tyrannical rule of a real life Oompa Loompa and his fellow crony capitalists.  Now I understand what the Browncoats in Firefly felt like living in occupied territory, but I’ll just let Mal say it for me, he’s better at it.

Damn, I almost forgot how goddamn moving that speech was.  Also, since Firefly is a work of fiction created by the masterful Joss Whedon, it serves as yet another example of why art, writing, and creativity in general is so important.  You can spew facts and figures all day long to someone who disagrees with you, but something truly magical happens when you present that same evidence in a magical vessel called ‘fiction’.  You see, when you incorporate truth in fiction, you can attach it to the necessary emotions that make people feel empathy and come to understand what being on the other side is truly like.

That my friends is why we must continue to fight, to write, to make music, to be subversive and cause offense.  Empathy is what America needs now more than ever, not authoritarianism, not religion or cheap campaign slogans.  We need to understand that we are all people, even the assholes (except NAZIs, fuck them), and that we need to evolve our thinking beyond simple obedience and Lemming-like behavior.

In a world of ‘alternative facts,’ now more than ever we need to fight fiction with fiction.

-K.R. Krause

TV- The enemy we’ve met

Posted: June 8, 2015 in Random Rants

I discovered this great article by Patrick Cribben outlining the subtle, and not so subtle, influence of military propaganda on mainstream television. I haven’t watched these shows, though not so much because I despise propaganda but because I despise cable TV in general.  As I’ve said on previous posts, this author points to the exposed iceberg of covert influence the average media consumer undergoes in any given day.

For more information on this type of thing I would certainly recommend books such as Reclaiming Parkland: by Jim DiEugenio and The CIA in Hollywood: by Tricia Jenkins.

Knowledge is key to unmasking the demon and understanding it’s influence.

Keep fighting.

-K.R. Krause

Hydra. It is a word that will live in infamy. Of all the recent pop culture memes to come out of Hollywood in 2014, this was one of the biggest… for about a month, but whatever.

The Red Skull

The Red Skull

To get you up to speed, Hydra is a group of power hungry bad guys set firmly inside the Marvel Comics Universe.  They are an offshoot of the Nazi war machine headed by the notorious Johann Shmidt, aka the Red Skull as seen in Captain America: The First Avenger, and played expertly by the terrific actor Hugo Weaving.

Sadly, the first movie in the franchise saw the end of poor Johann, as he was dissolved rather unceremoniously into space dust, and it appeared that the Hydra threat had been defeated.  The Avengers followed and with the help of S.H.I.E.L.D, managed to thwart an alien invasion of New York. After that, Iron Man took on the ‘Mandarin’ and Thor fought an undead Legolas in the land of Narnia or something.

Then the bombshell dropped.



Senator (Whats-His-Face) Stern

The sequel to Captain America, cleverly titled Captain America: The Winter Soldier revealed with much fanfare, and explosions, that Hydra was in fact not gone but deeply embedded amidst the ranks of S.H.I.E.L.D.  and the highest echelons of power in the United States.  This was clearly demonstrated when the infuriatingly inquisitive and hostile Senator Whats-his-face from Iron Man 2 whispered into the ears of his fellow conspirators ‘Hail Hydra’.

hail-hydra10jpg-e3252bHydra’s explicit exposure (hehe) sent shockwaves across the Marvel Movie universe, even affecting my favorite new prime time show, Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D, which was quite possibly the greatest plot twist in TV history. Okay maybe not, but I thought it was awesome, and I digress.

I wouldn’t call myself a ‘comic book geek’ by any stretch of the imagination, I barely read them and when I do it’s mostly Star Wars or other franchise comics like Mass Effect or Sonic The Hedgehog, hey don’t mess with my childhood, and I don’t read Captain America, Superman, Spiderman etc. like ‘normal’ comic geeks but I am a huge fan of the Marvel movies and as such I will only concentrate on the films in this piece. (And the winner for best run-on sentence goes to…) A more recent infatuation of mine is what is commonly referred to as ‘hidden history, or as the un-educated deluded masses refer to it as ‘wacko conspiracy theories’, but the blatant misnomer shows how much they know. I am a lover of truth and justice and wish to understand the true nature of our world.  I personally agree with the immortal words of Captain Malcolm Reynolds, “Half of writing history is hiding the truth.”  And so, my watch begins. As each new blockbuster movie hits theaters, at least the ones I want to see, I watch with the intent of being entertained, certainly, but I am also on the lookout for hidden, or blatant, political and philosophical themes. There are many ‘conspiracy theories’ about Hollywood and various actors / directors ::cough::  Stanley Kubrick for one ::cough:: which I don’t need to go into here but there is one thing about Hollyweird that, for sure, isn’t just a theory. Ever since the golden age of Hollywood, the American Military establishment has had a growing influence in Tinseltown, the most notable of which is the CIA. Thanks to books like Reclaiming Parkland by James DiEuginio and Operation Hollywood: How the Pentagon Shapes and Censors the Movies by David L. Robb, as well as the great documentary This Film is Not Yet Rated, I have learned a great deal about how much influence the military establishment and the CIA have on our movies.  A great article about this can be found here. While I thoroughly enjoyed the first Captain America, I was totally blown away by Captain America: Winter Soldier.  There were sooo many things in the movie that tickled my ‘hidden history’ bone, not least of which was the obvious ‘Operation Paperclip’ reference, but the most blatant theme was the idea that an evil force had so completely infiltrated an American based intelligence agency, the CIA, S.H.I.E.L.D, that they were practically dictating the country’s foreign policy and even had a plan to kill every single dissenter/whistleblower/activist on the planet at once, which was thankfully stopped at the last second by the good Cap. Considering how much effort the CIA has put into maintaining a positive image of itself and the military at large, thanks to it’s former inside man Chase Brandon (read Reclaiming Parkland for more on that), I was a bit surprised by some of the admissions dropped in the most recent Marvel movies. Iron Man 3 anybody?  I mean c’mon, they literally said that the ‘Mandarin’, Osama Bin Laden and Gaddafi were just puppets set up by a shadowy group of men to put on a terror show to justify military intervention in otherwise sovereign nations, but enough on that. Go back to sleep. Now the latest foray into ‘truth come to screen’ arrives in the form of the evil Hydra having infiltrated S.H.I.E.L.D since the end of WWII. Based on numerous declassified documents and books written by researchers much more studied than I am, the idea that a real life Hydra has compromised our National Security institutions is much closer to the truth than most people feel comfortable believing. Reinhard Gehlen: The Real Life Red Skull? Reinhard Gehlen is somewhat of an enigma. Little is known about him and less has been written down, (perhaps by design?) but for those intrepid researchers who’ve pursued the truth about this man, what has been uncovered paints a foreboding picture of this Senior Nazi official and his relationship to America’s own Central Intelligence Agency.

Reinhard Gehlen

Reinhard Gehlen

Throughout WWII, Brigadier General Gehlen was chief of the Third Reich’s “Foreign Armies East” and one of Hitler’s premier intelligence officers used in covert warfare against the Russians.[1] After the war, Gehlen was pursued as a war criminal by the Kremlin, but ultimately turned himself into American hands in the hopes that he could get a better deal for his wealth of intelligence on the Russians.  He turned out to be right. I can’t speak for what inspired the original Red Skull character in the Captain America comics, but the movie drew some noticeable parallels between fiction and reality. Johann Shmidt is head of a secretive splinter cell within the Nazi war machine, Hydra. Gehlen was in command of a secret network of spies and espionage assets known as, wait for it… “The Gehlen Organization”.  Okay, not exactly intimidating but if it’s any consolation, the Organization later became known by American military intelligence as “The Org”, which isn’t much better but it’s something. History, FYI it’s kind of boring sometimes.

Red Skull or Reinhard?

Red Skull or Reinhard?

It is interesting to note that the likeness of Hugo Weaving in Capt. America  is very similar to that of Gehlen, from the high receding hair line to the sharp features and beady eyes.  If it weren’t for the fact that Weaving is such an awesome actor with a long line of great movies under his belt, including The Matrix and Lord of the Rings, I’d almost think he was… a Nazi… duh duh duuuuuuh. The Org: Is it Hydra? The Gehlen Organization was Reinhard Gehlen’s vast network of spies, agitators and otherwise unpleasant N’er dowells whom he used primarily against the Russian forces throughout the war. Now, unlike Hydra, there is no real indication that the Org intended to violently overthrow Hitler or the Nazi party in pursuit of Tesseract technology, again, boring, but that’s about where the differences end.

‘The sparrow-faced man in the battle uniform of an American general clambered down the steps of the U.S. Army transport plane upon its arrival at Washington National Airport. It was August 24, 1945, two weeks after the surrender of Japan, three months after the German capitulation. The general was hustled into a van with no windows and whisked to Fort Hunt outside the capital. There he was attended by white-jacketed orderlies and, the next morning, fitted with a dark-grey business suit from one of Washington’s swankiest men’s stores. General Reinhard Gehlen was ready to cut a deal.’ [2]

The aforementioned Operation Paperclip paved the way for a slew of Nazi scientists and officers to be peaceably integrated into the American Military Industrial Complex.

‘As the Cold War developed during 1946, American intelligence officials found themselves lacking recent experience with Soviet intelligence activities and decided to use German experts on the Soviet Union-even though some may have been war criminals.’[3]

Of course not all the Nazi scientists were cruel and sadistic masterminds behind the Holocaust, Wernher von Braun for example, but many covertly maintained their loyalty to the Nazi cause.  So even though these guys didn’t exactly like America, they had a much bigger beef with Russia and essentially threw in their chips with the side they believed would inherit the earth. They viewed communism as something ‘unnatural’ to be cleansed from the earth, much like how Fox News pundits view liberals, women and poor people today, but that’s neither here nor there.

Allen Dulles: Spymaster Extraordinaire

Allen Dulles: Spymaster Extraordinaire

That being said, the phrase ‘the enemy of my enemy is my friend’ was an apt description of the situation at this time.  Allen Dulles, the Director of as well as the one who essentially crafted the CIA into what it is today, was, for all intents and purposes, a fascist legitimate business man.   Having been one of the senior partners at the law firm Sullivan & Cromwell, he and his brother John Foster Dulles, viewed the post war world as a resource rich playground for corporate interests and as such, took the CIA from it’s stated mission of gathering and organizing intelligence,[4] and turned it into a covert military arm of Corporate America.  Nick Fury, he is not. The perverse relationship between the CIA and The Org essentially allowed the Agency to adapt Nazi spying and propaganda techniques to infiltrate and overthrow Nationalist governments like Iran and Guatamala, thus securing precious resources for Western business interests, earning the CIA the nickname Corporate Interests of America. Now I will grant some concessions to Marvel on this point. S.H.I.E.L.D can almost be considered a stand in for the CIA in the movies and show, but is different enough to not directly implicate the Agency.  That subtle detail is partly why I think the filmmakers were allowed to get away with some of the things they did. For example, S.H.I.E.L.D doesn’t exist in a vacuum within the Marvel universe. The CIA as well as the FBI and other agencies still exist independently, and I mean let’s face it, in a world with super humans running around opening doorways to other realms and unleashing alien invasions on us, somebody has to deal with it, but I digest.  Mmm, onion rings. The filmmakers can get past the Pentagon censors because it’s not actually the ‘CIA’ or the ‘American Military’ that has been infiltrated by Nazi sympathizing Hydra scum. It’s S.H.I.E.L.D, which is a fictional agency, but c’mon, we both know they really represent the CIA. As I said before, I can’t speak for the creators intent or the inspiration for the evil organization known as Hydra, maybe someone out there knows more about this. But considering America’s own documented history and it’s dealing with Nazi scientists and/or war criminals, there are some scary possibilities that exist.  Considering how a country that claims to be a beacon for ‘freedom’ and ‘justice’ has enacted covert overthrows and overt wars of aggression against resource rich nations since the end of WW II, and continually stripped away civil liberties while spying on its own citizens to such a degree that Orwell’s grave rolling has surely awoken him from the cold slumber of death, I’m more or less inclined to think there is some truth to the Hydra threat. And that turrifies me.index But fortunately, we have activist filmmakers and government insiders willing to risk their careers, and in some cases their lives, to shed light on the dirty cancerous laundry that eats away at our country’s foundation.  So long as there are people out there daring to stand up for truth and justice, I have hope. Do I need to say it? I will. Avengers. Assemble. -K.R. Krause

I’ve all but lost my will to write. I struggle to bring myself to my desk and work on my books, short stories, even this rambling thing I call a rant is hard.  Could be apathy, could be the effects of my cold/flu still lingering around or, as I’m starting to believe more and more, I’ve been hacked by the “Collective”.

Yes, that’s right.

I just went there.

What is the “Collective?”  No one really knows for sure, but I imagine it to be a series of hubs, or data centers scattered around the country, maybe the world, whereupon agents of the Shadow Elite, or as I like to call them, ‘Void Spawn’ (they have no souls), use advanced technology beyond our current understanding to hack into the minds of creative people to implant and extract ideas, thoughts, concepts, etc.

I have come to this conclusion, possibly due to an implanted idea by an insider, over the past few years due to an increasing frequency of images and ideas that have flashed into my mind.  Ideas for novels, movies, short stories, porn and other random thoughts.  Then suddenly, one day, the images ceased.  The flow of ideas became a trickle from the faucet of my mind.

Have I been shut off?  Has my connection to the universal flow of creativity been severed? If so, by whom?

These are the hard questions someone needs to ask. So why not me? I’ve got nothing better to do. Are we creatives, just information farms for shadowy mind creepers who wish to exploit our imagination to further their own agendas? How many movies and TV shows have been literally ripped from someone’s mind by some hack sellout producer or director and pawned off as their own?  Who knows?

Some days I get a spurt of creativity followed by an “almost drive” to act on it, but I just can’t shift into that gear.  It’s like I’m being sabotaged from the inside, to stop my words and ideas from spreading. Perhaps ‘they’ think of me as a threat, so they shut off my astral connection to the river of ideas.  Perhaps they’re justified in thinking that.  Perhaps all creative people are a threat to their power, the status quo and so we have to be controlled. We have to be hacked and our thoughts dictated.

If this is the case, then we must take back our own minds. We must continue to push out our ideas, our stories, our visions for the future.  We must have a mental revolution and break free from their “thought farm” and declare our independence once again!  My friends, there is a vast machine that is stealing our creative energy and redirecting it into the production of crappy re-make films and crappier pop music.  THIS MUST END! I must regain my creativity from these soulless thought thieves so that I can write again!

Or, maybe I’m just being lazy.


Keep creating, my friends.

-K.R. Krause

This is my disclaimer.  I am not disrespecting those who have served in the military, nor am I disparaging their sacrifices, but… as an objective human being responsible for my own actions I have to question the barrage of hype and propaganda that Memorial Day brings with it.

Like so many internet memes, the word “Freedom” and “Sacrifice” is thrown around like confetti at a parade.  Those words have been so overused that the masses have forgotten what they mean.  As more laws are passed and more civil liberties are stripped away we still hear people say, “We’re Free!” even though reality is contradictory to that statement.  Some will fall back on the tired and equally overused rebuttal by saying, “Well, you’re free to post your opinions aren’t you?”  As if to say the ability to post my thoughts in a public forum is equal to the right to not have every aspect of culture and society controlled by corporate influence.  It doesn’t matter if I’m free to post my opinion if the mindset of the people is one of giving default credibility to established institutions without question.  Freedom means nothing if no one is willing to question the establishment. Sacrifice is meaningless if nothing ever changes.

I have great respect for soldiers and those in the service.  They endure amazing trials of strength, courage and will. I have more respect for them than I do for average people who continue to bleat about how free they are while they flounder on the sofa shoveling genetically modified chips into their face while flipping through 300 channels of intellectual garbage on the television.  I choose to honor soldiers not by waving a flag around and proclaiming how “free” i am but by doing what I’m doing right now, using what freedom I have left to try and get others to think objectively about the world in which they live and to see through the curtain of lies and propaganda that are being force fed to us on a daily basis.  I honor them by DOING something, not by REPEATING something.

If you wish to honor those who’ve served and sacrificed.  Stop sending our young people to die in wars for corporate profit.  WW II was truly the last Great War.  The atomic age changed the rules and ended global conflict in ways we still can’t imagine.  Which is why ever since, warfare has resided in the arena of covert operations.  Conflicts are manufactured by those who profit from them. The advancement of weaponry is the goal of war now. It doesn’t matter if it works or not so long as you make money from it. So what sacrifice is worth anything in this profit driven orgy of death and destruction?

If you want to honor those who’ve served, give them access to proper mental health care. More veterans are dying each day from suicide than active combat, but where is their sacrifice being honored on the 24 hour news stations? These soldiers are ignored and forgotten because they didn’t die the heroically noble deaths of those on the front lines, even though they fought just as hard. Their stories don’t fit the celebrated propaganda of the Hero. Go ahead, ask a combat tested soldier if they’re a hero. See how many of them say yes. War is a dirty business and not all scars are visible.

If you want to honor those who’ve served, turn off the television and do something worthwhile.  Join a rally, start a group, educate people, just do SOMETHING!  Even if you are misguided or misinformed, just adding your voice to the public dialogue gives us one more perspective to view the world from and takes us farther away from the singular grand design of the corporate powers that now own every aspect of government and media.  Be yourself.

Lastly, if you want to honor those who’ve served. Stop fighting for freedom and live FREELY. You, above all are responsible for defending your freedom. You are a sovereign human being, an objective observer, a silent guardian of peace and justice. Your choices and actions are what shape this world, so think and listen before you make them.

Honor those who’ve sacrificed.

Live Free.

-K.R. Krause

Have you ever felt like you were supposed to do something but weren’t sure what? Maybe you’ve felt like you were destined for something greater than your current circumstances but are unable to see the signs directing you to your path.  For the longest time I thought I knew what I wanted out of life, I thought I had it all figured out… but then my delusions about the world were shattered. How or why isn’t so important as what I chose to do after.

I never thought of myself as a writer. I never imagined I would write a book until I had actually finished it and submitted it to be published, but that was when I recognized my true calling.  I want to be a wordsmith, a weaver of stories mundane and fantastic.  I wish to touch the minds of those who, like me, may not recognize what path they are on in this life.  But still, even though I have found my purpose, there are times when I feel as though my destiny has left the station without me.  It’s those times when I feel adrift in a river of lost opportunities, having missed my stop along the way.

I haven’t always listened to my heart and am suffering for it.  When it told me to go out and mingle, I didn’t.  When it told me to travel, I was too scared to do so for fear of not having the money or means.  How many things have I missed by not listening to my heart?  Have I passed by my one true love and soul mate without even knowing it?  Has my fear cost me that destined meeting with the person who was going to make my career explode with success?  I don’t know, but sometimes, as I sit in apathetic solitude, I wonder if I’ve missed the landing that would have put me back on my spirit chosen path.

But then…

I realize that the river is wide and has many curves.  There are ups and downs, calms and turbulence, as well as many other stops along the way. Perhaps, so long as I continue listening to my heart, I may return to my chosen path.  As long as I keep writing, I’ll eventually craft the one story that gets me noticed and the puzzle pieces of my destiny will fall into place.  I suppose I have no other choice but to grab the oars and steer myself through the river of opportunity rather than letting it sweep me away.

I may have missed my opportunities to excel, but there are other bends to navigate, new horizons to see.  As long as I have a story to tell, I will traverse the path wherever it may lead.  They say that stories write themselves. New life always wants to be brought into the world and who am I to deny them their existence?

Good journeys.

-K.R. Krause