Imagine, you have a chance to enter a race, one that is advertised, but not recognized. A race that has a greater prize than any other prize from any other competition, ever. Imagine that the course of the race is the very path you follow daily, step for step, at whatever pace. Then imagine that anybody that enters the race is as likely to win as the other, not matter the pace, and imagine that effort is the measure of the race. Now imagine that while on course of this race you find that everyone around you needs the prize as much as you, and knowing that every player is a winner you wonder why there is anyone that you see that is not a player, especially since the only players to not win are quitters, or have never signed up.

Well. How is it justified that I can buy one 16 ounce beer for less that the cost of a 16 ounce water? Does it cost more to process water? Or more to package it?
Hhmmm... Funky, I say.

This morning I was awake before the sun. I felt as if I had not been sleeping, but I don't recall what else might have been, if not sleep. I was very uncomfortable, I felt sick, but not any illness that I know. I felt my heart rate fluctuate oddly, like anxiety. And as I lay there in bed I began to feel like I was loosing something, that it was not gone yet, but that it would be. The feeling is similar to that which I felt as a child, when I lost home.

The mind is a canvass, the details of which are the remnants of a cycle that is called living. Is one color better than the other? In life each circumstance sends forth a wash of color, or many colors. These colors saturate the mind. As the 'canvass mind' becomes heavy with color it seems to automatically wring itself, shedding the excess saturation, leaving behind an intricate pattern which is unique and constantly changing with each new completion of the cycle of saturation and wringing. This 'painting' is a product of living, and is familiar only to the holder of the mind, this 'painting' is personality.

What details are layered within the name?

Power is a self-manifestation. All of us are powerful, unless we individually manifest non-power. Even death carries our powers, sometime strengthening the individual manifestation of power, expanding that power to those receptive of the individual's ideology.