Alpha Male Series Finale: Reno 911...How Perception Really Does Change Everything

My mom is a San Fernando Valley native, but she moved to Reno, Nevada in 2013. I still reside in Woodland Hills, California...and my sister and little nephew are only a few minutes away. Since 2013, however, our family has visited mom, in Reno, more times than can truly be counted.

I try to visit at least 2 or 3 times a year. This last week, I spent 8 days at mom's. Obviously, the reason I go to Reno is for her. But she and I both know that this is a trip that I take for myself, as much as I do for my mother.

That's because I look forward to the casinos and fine dining. And while mom is my first reason for going to Reno, what I look immensely forward to is the element of fresh air. Because fresh air has a way of rearranging your mindset, which in turn gives the rest of who you are a complete "reboot."

In the quiet of Reno's high desert, all of my practices in audio entrainment become manifest. The binaural beats, the sacred geometry, the white noise...all of these I get to put to the soil, once I've found a quiet spot in mom's backyard. But then toward the end of my visit, mom said something that caught my ear: "I'm going to be visiting LA soon...I need a vacation from Reno!"

As soon as I heard that, I knew that I had learned what friends and family had tried to teach me for years: Attitude is everything. To add to that, it's the experience that one inserts into a place, and not the place or venue itself.

I'll go back to my teen years. When I looked at my mom, I instinctively thought about music, food and shopping malls. Whenever I looked at my dad, I thought about beer, business and muscle cars. Truth be told, none of those elements were really assigned to my parents. But because this was the type of imagery that my imagination was constructing, my mind constantly fell for it.

But I don't associate those things with my parents anymore, because they're changing and so am I. Again, no longer do I associate Chuck E. Cheese with "Pizza Time Theater." That's because our world has changed across the board. But as that process of change is occurring, it's taking the individual experience along with it.

Bottom line: The experience that you put in to a place is what assigns meaning to it...not the place itself. What my mom sees in Reno, Nevada is an isolated sanctuary, far from Los Angeles but not too far. For myself, I see a time warp. And it's one that's important, because it reminds us of where we used to be...where the San Fernando Valley used to be.

But even that is a game of perception. Think about it: Los Angeles and Reno may have been a bit different 25-30 years ago. Palmdale and Lancaster, California were different places 25-30 years ago. But then even those memories are dependent upon the meanings that we assign to them. In other words, there never has been such a thing as the "1970s Valley," the "80s," "90s..." whichever! All of those refer to genres, time periods...but then the "stuff" that made up those decades are no more than human inventions.

When I visit my mom in Reno, Nevada, the experience that I draw or take from that city depends on me. I can associate Reno with cowboys and Bonanza. Or I can connect the city with multicultural dining, which Reno now has, the Philharmonic, because Reno has its own philharmonic orchestra, and technology, because both Reno and Sparks, Nevada are becoming hotbeds for companies like Google and Tesla Motors.

It's really a combination of two things: First, the way in which the overall experience is shaped by my own perceptions. And second, the way in which the world, at large, is shifting perception regardless of my own perceptions. In other words, I am the author of my own "book." But there is a power struggle between God and myself; I still have a little pull in the whole thing, but God's winning anyway. It's like the hand of God is giving us some power to write the book, but then God ultimately has authorship anyway.

If you've seen the yin-yang symbol, then you know that it represents the light versus dark dichotomy. What you may not know is that there are ultimately two forces at work here: Your individual perception, and then your individual perception as it is inevitably shaped by the bigger machine.

Still...listen to Elliott Hulse long enough and you'll get it: There are greater forces at work, but then this whole life is a game anyway. There are some absolutes in life, but then the only "real" meanings are the ones that we create. As ideas change, so will those "absolutes," and our view of the world will change with them!

Reseda Discount Caregivers: Serving The San Fernando Valley's Disadvantaged For Nearly A Decade

For those of you who have been following Conservative Daily on Facebook, you must have read about the most recent incidences in Panama Beach, Florida involving the Warrior Beach, veterans' retreat. If you were not able to read that article, then I strongly suggest that you scope that out.

In a nutshell, some of our nation's most valuable war vets were treated as utter scum. They and their service animals were spat on, verbally insulted, had flags ripped off of their cars...the whole package. And even though America is a Nazi pile of shit filled with Jezebel whores, the one thing that I will always argue about our nation's veterans is that they deserve at least a little dignity.

With that, I would like to make a blunt confession to all of my blog readers: I use medical marijuana, have been a patient since 2008 and honestly...the disabled of America are the ones who really need this shit! I'm not going to hold back anymore!

I'm not going to hold back, because there's no reason why I should. The truth of the matter is that America does not love their elders, veterans or disabled people. The ADA has never been reinforced as a federal law, it doesn't seem like it ever will be...and honestly, marijuana is not a thing, or a substance that should be thrown-around like a rag doll.

This is because the use of medical marijuana, in California and abroad, has actually helped some of us out. This is not a thing of getting stoned; the people at Reseda Discount Caregivers certainly understood this, and they've served a lot of our community over the last decade.

I'm not going to sit here and say, "Oh yeah...do the right thing...take your vitamins, brother!!!" I'm not Hulk Hogan and that's not my job. My job is to tell every single human being who is reading this, that there are actually people out there who use cannabis as medicine; sorry! Believe it or not, there are people, like myself, who believe very strongly in holistic medicine.

But hey, let's follow America's way of doing it...let's follow the many "pillars" of Mohammed! The "pillars" that tell us to drop chemicals into our eye sockets. Those "pillars" that feed us corn syrup and fructose on a daily basis, so that they can blame us for the nation's diabetic outbreak.

You know what? Come to think of it: fuck all of you! Because if you've never used holistic medicine, whether in the form of binaural beats, affirmations, sacred geometry. Oh I know...the "devil" invented these things! Well you know what? Honestly, the Western World is the fuckin' devil! So for those of you who use medical weed, then keep doing that. And if you need a place to get it, then check-out RDC in Tarzana, California.

Everybody wants to make the disadvantaged community feel bad for using medical cannabis; is that possibly because the mainstream has a few "dirty secrets" to feel bad about?!