Who am I?



003-Yin-yang_enlargeI am a drummer, a guitarist, a singer, an artist, a philosopher, a spiritualist, an Ontologist,

A Landscaper, a Gardener, a Manager, an Architect, a Designer, a drawer, a geometrist,

A searcher, a researcher, a truther, a Flat Earther, a humanist, an equalitist, a free speecher,

A father, a partner, a lover, a friend, an uncle, a brother, a son, a human being.

A free thinker, a leader, an electromagnetic antenna, a breather of life given to me from a creator.

What we are is; what we think, and what we do and have done.

What do you think you are?

What have you done?

What are you doing?

What’s next?

And what are you doing about what’s next for yourself, and for others in the world?

Are we blinded by slavery, and dominated by the selfishness of ownership?

Who is one more than another to say they own more than you?

Who is one more than another to say they are the more righteous and deserving of a fair and equal life?

Who’s words  can claim this, and from what god?, if god is the centre of everyone and everything together?

Who’s words can claim to know what is our world we live in and how it’s going to be run?

Everyones, together, the majority abide to follow a set of guidelines for this.

But what do we have instead is Lies and deceptions of what is real, what is life, what is our home, and what is God?  And we follow them to our own demise.  Genocide. Crimes against humanity.

Under the rule of Selfish ownership.  Corporations. Religions, Prostitute Scientists, Politicians, and Media whores, Indoctrinated Doctors, Teachers, Military Rankers, Police Commanders, Judges, Magistrates, all taking orders.

Under this selfish ownership that holds all our wealth via money and mind, our ability to exchange our efforts in life is preyed upon.  And we never know it, until one day the suffering had is enough, and we awaken ourselves to the truth behind the lies.

Those that have suffered and are awakening, are speaking out, but not many are listening because what they say goes against the grain of the system, and seems crazy, even preposterous or Blasphemous!

But those awake cannot stop, even in the face of such rejection. For if we stop, we fail and continue to suffer, generation after generation.


So those that keep standing up for humanity, must remember that by pointing and showing where we ALL are suffering and are blind to it, is the key to the uncovering the lies, and stimulates the want in others to learn the truth for themselves, without having to hold their hand along the way.

Time to make a stand for humanity.  Because we ARE ALL suffering, and it won’t ever stop until we make this stand together.

Would be easier to retreat into the small luxuries and distractions they have allowed us to have, but you forever be out of intergrity, and live a helpless, hopeless, and guilty existence. Rather than a  life of love and happiness.

For waking up to the corruption is one thing.  So is waking up the corruption in one’s own mind, namely the egoic lessons to understanding the self being and doing in life. In every moment, that involves others in interaction.  Locally not Worldly.

What am I thinking?  Is it real? Or is it just what I think?  Or is it what I have been told what to think?

Maybe instead of believing myself, maybe I should find out, ask, and be neutral about it before making a decision about what is Really happening?

What part of this am I personally responsible for making it that way?

If it’s negative, or upsetting, of what use is this way of being and doing?

I could be some other way, to produce a positive and co-operative solution.

Maybe sometimes it’s not them… but me who is creating the negative experience of what’s happening.

In others words, ‘what did I make it mean’.  One must breakdown the meaning from the voice in the head, versus reality, by testing what is reality.

If this is not real, then what is really happening?  Why am I upset?  How am I responsible?

Am I expecting something to happen, or someone to do something, am I communicating this in the first place?  Perhaps I should be the one to make it happen the way I want it to be, rather than blame/point/accuse others first.

What can I say to rectify the situation?

What can I do to help with the situation?

I can blame another, or blame the system for why it is the way it is, but that would only give me more suffering.  So instead I vow to be responsible for making the situation work better than it currently is.  Because its not wrong, its just not working.  Humanity is suffering, and also the human individually (me/I) is suffering.  Whether we want to admit it or not.

Awareness of the real situation is the first place to start.  The uncovering of lies over truth.

Then comes integrity of self to want take responsibility for the situation to shift.  To change into something that works, something that is better than before.  To transform what is, into what could be possible.

And it all starts with the self.  Then the world.


Author: Ryan Marshall (written 27Jan2016)

TAKE A WALK WITH ME: The Road of Religion and the Path of Spirituality

According to the wise words of Robert Plant, “Yes there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run there’s still time to change the road you’re on.” Far be it from me to offer you an absolute interpretation as to what that lyric from Stairway to Heaven actually means, either to Robert Plant or you the listener. Quite honestly I don’t know if I would even presume to tell you what that lyric means to me in any absolute way and I believe that is because I don’t think in such terms. I do however believe that it probably wouldn’t hurt so much if I placed an option on the table of ideology and allow all of you to make up your own mind. If what I say appeals to your palette then by all means serve thyself; if not pass the pot and I’ll be none too offended.


Many great parables use the concept of paths or roads to make a point or bring about a process of thinking. The lyric from Stairway, the road less taken, the straight and narrow versus the broad path to destruction, you get the idea. When I first started with ZENINTHECAR.COM I suppose this concept was probably somewhere in the back of my psyche as well, only rather than focusing on the path, I intended to rather put more emphasis on the vehicle itself that is on the path. One could draw the conclusion that the vehicle on the road of life is the body and I wouldn’t argue with you; however what I would do is also ask that you incorporate the ego as well. Think of the two in a symbiotic relationship, after all if a car represents the body then surely the driver represents the ego, essence, or spirit if you prefer. Neither is going anywhere if both are not in some sort of working relationship.


Like anything, a car is neutral. It has no free will of its own but merely goes or does what it is commanded to do by the operator. A car can be used to give the less fortunate a ride to the grocery store or for the simple pleasure of a joy ride from time to time. It can be used to save someone in need with a quick trip to the emergency room or bring the hungry groceries and for those who really lack perspective it can of course be used to commute to and from a place of work. On the other hand a car can be used to escape a bank robbery, a hit and run, the scene of a rape, theft or murder. The vehicle itself is neither evil nor is it good; it simply is. Ultimately the one at the wheel is responsible for the damage or goodwill performed by the car.


Now I have often said that it was while whizzing down the interstate at 80 miles per hour with trees and other cars darting past me in the opposite direction when I finally attained enlightenment, I should probably correct that to attained a level of enlightenment because I don’t believe enlightenment is something you fully obtain or a place you ultimately end up. Enlightenment is more like addiction to tell you the truth; that first hit is just the beginning and once you have it you will need more and more to maintain the high. In my case it isn’t practical to get a bigger and bigger car and go faster and faster so other methods for me to get my fix would need to be implemented. For me personally I have found that a great level of enlightenment can be attained in the complete opposite way than from how I first touched nirvana and that would be by taking slow and silent walks. Instead of absorbing massive amounts of visual, audible and physical information at high speeds I have found that there is incredible clarity in the observation of the tiniest details around me at a snail’s pace. In that place the Universe is in the moment and in a single moment one can fully experience the Universe.

Today was the warmest day we have had in my area of the world in a long string of very cold and cutting days. So I thought I would take the opportunity to enjoy a slow stroll to the local park I am known to frequent and do a little mobile meditation. Typically when I do this I will have a subject on my mind that I want to work through, or a revelation on something that has been mystifying me for a time. When I set out on my walk I had made the decision to contemplate the differences in religion and spirituality. Low and behold as soon as my boots hit the road I looked on the ground and in the middle of the street was a spoon. I have always thought it strange to find spoons just sitting in the middle of the road because I have to believe that it got there because someone was driving around with a spoon and suddenly just decided to toss it from the window of their car. Nevertheless I happen to find spoons in the oddest of places. Obviously what these random spoons bring my attention to is the line from the Matrix about there actually being no spoon.


nospoon1.2With the concept of there actually being no spoon my mindset is instantly shifted to the personal fact that everything I see that is perceivably around me and outside of me is in all actuality within me and is me. All that I see is merely a reflection of myself; a holographic projection that is manifested and sustained from my own consciousness. Knowing this rather than believing this I take my little walks as if life is in fact a video game not too far off from the scheme of Legend of Zelda where along the journey little bread crumbs will be prepared for me in the “physical” to help me solve the riddle of the spiritual. Taking the spoon and placing it in my back pocket I know that if I remain mindful the answers I am seeking will manifest themselves before I return to my abode.


I continue with my walking and turn my attention back to the differences between religion and spirituality. From my view religion is a path that most will start out on. It is already laid out for you and there is very little effort needed except to walk a path that has already been predetermined by whoever created it. Religion isn’t really open to personal interpretation but demands a strict adherence to what has been established by men and women long since gone. Religion is concrete and tends to speak in absolutes for the most part. It doesn’t allow for the growth of personal and first-hand experience or knowledge rather it demands the conformity and obedience of outside knowledge and second hand experience. Religion is a path designed for the ego, tracks laid out that don’t really provide for the will to express or create but instead carries the ego exactly where it wants the ego to go. What is ego? I can’t pretend to explain it as eloquently as the Buddha but I can describe it from my personal place of understanding. Ego is the you that is not really you. Ego is the identity that was provided for you at the moment of your conception and continuously crafted for you by those around you since that moment on. It is the legal name you were given but did not choose. It is the race you were told that you are but not given the chance to adopt. It is the faith you were raised in but did not seek out for yourself. It is the nationality you were forced into by borders on a map that were not laid out by you. Ego is the job, the net worth, the clothes, the marriage, the disorder, the handicap, the morals, the dogma and all the other things hoisted upon you that you have accepted but did not create. Ego is the car. The neutral and lifeless mass of parts bereft of free will or free expression. Sure, it may have had intelligent design but it truly has no intelligence of its own.


When Buddha set out his journey to enlightenment the concept of the ego was one of the primary conundrums he would have to tackle. Being born and raised a prince in the palace of his father, Buddha was given everything a person stuck in ego could want. Fine foods, luxuries, power, as well as a wife and child. Yet Buddha was one of the few that hear the call for something beyond the physical and from birth felt compelled to head the call of the spiritual. In order to do so he had to shed himself of all the physical that had been built around him keeping him trapped within the ego. That included the union of his wife and child. How can one seek that which is without when confined to titles such as father and husband? In a similar fashion I suppose I can identify with the Buddha in that regard. When the yearning inside me for something more than a home in the suburbs, a 401k, a white picket fence and an identity that was more fluid than the mask I had been wearing overwhelmed me, I too had to walk away from all that the physical ego had created. The most difficult of all these to let go of was a marriage that I was quite attached to and had defined me for thirteen years of my life.


Anyone who has heard of Joseph Campbell’s Hero’s Journey will understand that when the call to adventure is heard, and the Hero chooses to take the quest he must leave the place he has called home and found security his whole life for uncertainty, danger, despair and all that comes with the unknown. This formula is true of any mythological character, super hero, messianic figure and believe it or not you and me as well. For me, when the call to adventure was given it was very much like coming to a fork in the road of life where I knew that in order to fulfill my purpose I had to go one way and while it was my heart’s desire that my wife come along with me, it was simply not written in the stars. I had to walk my path and she had to walk hers. As we ventured onward apart, the distance of forest between us only grew more vast with each step we took and while early on I called through the trees to her with pleas of her changing the path she was on; eventually the only sound that returned to me was the echo of my own voice. I had to walk this path alone, that had become clear. The purpose of the hero’s journey is to seek a golden fleece, a holy grail, an Excalibur or some other magical relic which would vanquish the evil of the day and bring peace to the world. In the case of spirituality the thing that must be found is the true self. The individual identity that the ego had imprisoned behind bars of titles, labels and obligations. When one takes this path they find that there is no road laid out before them and there is no track to follow. If you take the road of spirituality you enter into experience which is more fluid and intangible than the rigid road of religion.


As I pondered this on my walk I had found myself at the beginning of a nature trail not too far from my home where a sign stands that many a Christian leave gospel tracts in hopes that some poor, lost soul will read them and eventually come to their church. Now while I am not what most would call an orthodox Christian, I am most certainly not one of those who have animosity towards them, the bible or the message of the man commonly known as the Christ. I am just as content in a Baptist church to learn as I am with a Hindu or Buddhist temple. So with the ability to translate what is said or written by an orthodox Christian church I happily grabbed one of the gospel tracts to see what message the Most High had for me. Here is what it said:


972231_286948341442262_1499513182_n“One of the main objects of the Holy Spirit is to get believers really identified with Christ as the risen and exalted Lord, and to make His risen life real in their experience. As the age moves toward its consummation-the manifestation of Christ –two features will become increasing evident. On the one hand things, men, movements, institutions, organizations, etc., will predominate and draw multitudes after them, and will attach the crowds to themselves. On the other hand, with a growing disappointment and disillusionment over these, a minority will turn to the Lord Himself to find Him alone as their life.

Three elements will inhere in all this. One is the unmistakable development of the principle of Antichrist; that which will definitely supplant Christ, or intend to do so. The second is the alternative to the whole Christ in man-mad Christianity, and imitation life born and carried on by its own momentum. The third, a deep and genuine quest for reality, truth, and inward knowledge of the Lord Himself. In the first case it will be the naked worship of man in human power: a tremendous overflow of humanism, the wonder and glory of man. The third will be Christ altogether as the life.


If the Christian is attached to some thing, such as a teaching, a tradition, an institution, a movement, or a person, the end will certainly be a limitation of life and eventually confusion and disappointment, perhaps worse. The New Testament makes it unmistakably clear and emphatic that the destiny of all is to be “Christ all and in all.” We must learn that a true work of the Spirit of God is to attach everything to Christ Himself. He, Christ, must be the life of our spirit, the “inner man,” so that we are strong in the Lord: not in ourselves, nor in others, nor in things. We shall have to survive adversity by his strength within alone.


Christ will have to be the life of our mind. Perplexity will find us without the power to explain and understand, but the spirit will teach and lead. Christ will need to be life for our bodies. There is such a thing as Divine life for the physical body. Not always does the Lord choose to heal the body, but he does always want to be its life, even in suffering, to fulfill his purpose.

It is the lord himself, and for this to be so, it often has to be against a background of natural inability. The power of his resurrection is the law of union with Christ from the beginning to the end. Days of terrific pressure are upon the lord’s people. Their enemy is taking very little off-time. The only sufficiency is in the Lord himself as our life. Barnabas exhorted the believers at the beginning that “with purpose of heart they should cleave unto the lord”. There is an utterness about this that will be pressed upon us until the time “when Christ, who is our life, shall be manifested.”  


After reading this I had to admit that I couldn’t agree more with the words on the tract though I am sure I translated it differently than the author intended, which is where you get into the land of heresy but as Jesse Herriott would say; “Heresy is good for breakfast.”


Those still on the road of religion would take all of that and interpret it to mean that a person must conform to something outside of themselves, a young Jewish figure that lived two centuries ago in a culture that is alien to us now in the 21st century. They would believe that the only hope of any type of redemption is to call upon and pray to someone or something far, far away that will only be manifested high in the sky some day when you die. I think that is a bunch of nonsense. I believe that the entire message of the Christ is that we…gasp…are indeed Christ ourselves. We, once shed of ego, are the very second coming millions are still waiting for. It was the message of the man commonly known as Jesus that there was and is no difference between him and ourselves. He tried so desperately to relay to us that once we are willing to shed ourselves of an ego which has been indoctrinated with the notion that we are worthless sinners deserving of eternity in the flames of hell and at best we should close our eyes and bow our heads when addressing the Most High; that we would come to the realization of the truth. That truth is that without the ego, we are the sinless and perfected Sons and Daughters of God and we ought never hide our faces from It, but boldly enter into the throne room. Obviously if you come to this realization and intend to express to friends and family that have not, that you are in fact a Messiah, fully expect to be thrown in the loony bin by those addicted to ego and its limited capacity for understanding anything ever written in the bible or any other holy scripture. My advice is to keep the fact that you are God in the flesh a silent secret between you and the other winking spirits you meet that know it to be true as well.


Again, I think one of the most profound things I have ever heard Jesse Herriott say is “Don’t pray to God, rather pray from God.” Which brings me to the concept of Satan or the devil. Like Buddha before him, the Christ performed the ritual of wandering in the wilderness for a time to confront the ego and finally claim dominion over it. The Satan that appeared before him those 40 days and 40 nights was simply the manifestation of himself that we would call ego; the identity one has which is apart from the infinity of what we call God. The devil that tempted him to rely on an outside force was nothing more than his own doubts, fears, worries and disbelief that he indeed was God in the flesh. Like Krishna, Buddha and Christ; we all must face this adversary if we are to continue on the path of spirituality. Of course as the New Testament has stated, this adversary will continue to pop its ugly head up for some time along the journey to tempt us away from the journey we first set out and gave up all in order to travel. After we have come to purge Satan from ourselves it becomes very sly and appears to us as others.


I continued my walk through the woods to the park down from my house pondering this and an analogy from my personal path came to mind. When I had resolved within my soul that my journey would be done alone and without a partner beside me, I eventually came to the place where I understood that regardless of people in my life or things at my disposal, the most fulfilling treasure had indeed been attained. Individuality. God expressing itself through me, with me and from me. I had come to know and appreciate the uniqueness of God within my members and found as all mystics before me that the very knowledge of this was self-sufficient despite all I had left behind. Of course after nearly three years of flying solo, the temptation of ego played on one of my many vices and that was to have my arms wrapped around a woman. I rationalized that I had been single long enough and perhaps I had healed my wounds to a degree that I could give relationships another shot. It didn’t occur to me at the time that when one opens themselves up to include another in their journey compromises in one’s identity must be made. This is not always a bad thing if the two of you are on the same path but as the bible says “Can two walk together except they be agreed?”


One of the problems with being a Messiah is the compulsion to want to save others. Now this isn’t a problem if you do as you should and swoop in, save the ones that want to be saved and then fly off into the sunset. However if you aren’t mindful you might find yourself in the predicament of trying to pull someone out of quicksand that they don’t really want to be saved from. In a brief relationship I entered into this was the fix I found myself in. Some would call this a toxic relationship or a codependent relationship. This is when you empathize with the pain and heartache of someone else so much, when you are holding onto them so much desperately trying your best to pull them out of the muck and the mire that before too long you find that you are being pulled in with them. Though all of your energy and strength had been dedicated to saving them from demise it became apparent that they were fighting against you to sink deeper and deeper into the abyss. Your energy being drained, your true identity overshadowed by a new and subtle ego that is coupled with the other person, you must come to understand that you are again being tested by the adversary to abandon the hero’s journey. When I came to understand this revelation, and that the other person I was trying to save was merely me looking through a mirror darkly, the choice was clear. Let go.


You can’t save everyone. You especially can’t save those that have no desire to be saved but relish in the cloak of victimhood. My advice to anyone on the path of spirituality that are not content to do as Paul and remain single; don’t yoke up with someone that needs to be saved. If you are to have a partner in your journey then make sure it is with someone who has already saved themselves. Don’t be pulled down when you intend to pull someone up; instead find someone on level ground that sees you eye to eye. Anything else and you are stepping onto the playground of the Devil where the ego will be tempted to rise again and again.


As I considered this I found myself sitting on my regular bench at the park. I took the spoon from my pocket, bent it slightly and sat it down beside me. I looked around for more breadcrumbs of the Universe and low and behold not too far from me was a nerf dart. It was bright blue with an orange tip. Not one to second guess myself I walked over and picked it up, took a pause and looked around only to see another a few feet from where I stood. Like the good little avatar that I am I retrieved it as well, repeating the process until before long I had 12 nerf darts in my hand. This message from the Universe brought a smile to my face as the story of the Buddha having darts from his dark half shot at him in order to frighten him away from the Bodhi Tree and of course the biblical passage of the wicked one sending fiery darts to those on the path of enlightenment. My own Satan or ego had indeed sent a barrage of 12 darts my way, but the Universe was telling me to remember that they are only made of foam and plastic and that I was never to forget that this Hero’s Journey is just a game after all. Though we sometimes get immersed in the game and for a brief time believe it is real; we must constantly remind ourselves that the point of any game is to just have fun. So in anything be it love, life or spirituality, remember that if you aren’t at the least having fun, you aren’t doing it right. At the end of the day I think that is how one can tell if they are on the road of religion, or creating the path of spirituality.


danielrisingGreetings and salutations to all you…how do they say…Zenners? I think that is the term I am looking for. Daniel Louis Crumpton here, one of the chief contributors to ZENINTHECAR.COM and the producer of ZEN IN THE CAR T.V. It has been a while since I have been able to sit behind the keyboard and really be alone with it and my own thoughts without a myriad of other duties and responsibilities crowding up my plate. No matter if it be with duties here at ZENINTHECAR.COM, personal obligations, or the marketing of my novel Then Came the Flood, I have this past year found myself stretched extremely thin. Not that I am complaining. In fact I am praising.
Book sales are doing well, ZENINTHECAR.COM is adding to its subscription list daily, and of course ZEN IN THE CAR T.V. is doing better than we have ever expected it to do this far along. Between Jason Patrick branching out, Sabrina Black digging in, Curtis Sirmans becoming more prominent and the addition of a certain Jason Turner Von Publius; I can’t say I am anything less than pleased with what is going on here.

That being said, I think other things must be said. Soon, within the next month or so the crew of ZENINTHECAR.COM will be doing what they do each year and taking a break. The site will become silent while each of its contributors relax, recharge, and reimagine where we are all going and what we all want to do. As one of the chief contributors I feel this is an important thing every year. I don’t like getting burned out and I know the others don’t either. After all, most of us have families and personal lives that must be attended to and when you are in the game of activism sometimes that aspect can be overlooked. This practice of hibernation has served us well while the site has been live and I believe it will serve us well as we move forward. The only difference this time is that when the crew does decide to go into hibernation and return from that hibernation, I will most likely not return with them in the same way in which I have been. Sure, I intend to continue producing ZEN IN THE CAR T.V. and assisting with certain editing duties, but for the most part I think Zen is in good hands with the staff that is on board. I believe those who are on board have a good vision of where the site needs to go and how to go about it. As for me though, I need time to continue marketing my novel as well as finish the manuscript for the follow up which should be completed by years end if all goes well. So for the unforeseeable future don’t expect too much from me on the site save the intros to ZEN IN THE CAR T.V. and the occasional emergency post. That being said there is an issue I wish to discuss before I go on my own personal journey.

zeninthecarphone 135You are damned if you do and damned if you don’t. This is something my dad tried to teach me but I never could grasp it until this point in my life. He would always tell me to never worry about what people thought about you because they would think something different the next day. In my youth I didn’t understand it, but now that I have years and scars I know what he was talking about. It is a tough lesson, and it is one he had to teach me across many boundaries and borders. But the lesson was finally learned. It doesn’t matter how many people in your life you consider “close” or “extremely close”, it doesn’t matter if you have been through hell and high-water with them over a multitude of years and events; there will always come a point when you must stand in a valley of decision completely and utterly alone. Having knowledge or information that others do not have or cannot have, you will be put in a position where choices will need to be made that are anything but easy.

To make these choices you will not be able to consult others, especially those you deem to be your closest advisors. You will not have the time to explain to them all the details and even if you did they would not have the patience or capacity to comprehend them. You will be out on a limb and no matter how much you exhaust your thinking the end result will always be the same. No matter what choices you make, no matter what decisions you commit to; in the eyes of those around you some will damn you for doing and others will damn you for not doing. I know, it isn’t fair and when it happens to you the temptation will most certainly be there to become bitter at those who ultimately will either believe you are insane or simply vow that they do not trust you when all is said and done. When that moment comes, and family, friends, or loved ones shake their head in disbelief at your actions and the consequence of them and do as they swore they never would; leaving you alone and without comfort…choose to smile. Not just smile for the sake of smiling, oh no. Smile with the sinister satisfaction that even if no one else understood why you have done the things you have done, at least you know.

Most of us make decisions based on how we believe others will view us. We think to ourselves “Oh my, if I do X, Y or Z, how will my wife\mother\church members\friends\family view me?” That might work for you most of the time but whenever you pass by the mirror don’t forget that such decisions are made in vain. True decisions, honest decisions are the ones where once made the only person who fully understands them, appreciates them, and respects that they were for the best are the ones made when no one else in the world will understand them but the person staring back at you in that mirror. This isn’t always easy because when that person is staring back at you the realization will hit you that you are, in those difficult decisions, alone. Can you deal with that? Can you deal with the fact that in difficult decisions you will probably lose people in the wake of the aftermath?

HANNIBALI suppose the thing I am trying to say is this; the decisions that really matter, the choices that are the most important will make a man an island. I know it is said that no man is an island and let me tell you, that is a load of crap. You become an island when you make the choices only you understand…well you and your dog. Your dog will always understand. This is why I make the tough decisions and take Hannibal (my beloved dog) for a walk. Everyone else in my life may ostracize me for the decisions I have made but at the end of the day my dog never really gives a damn so long as his food is in the bowl and I take him for his walk. So from this point on, make your choice. Will you be damned if you do, damned if you don’t or damned for not making the right choice when no one else will understand? As for me and my house, the mirror and the dog are really all I need to sleep on my pillow easy.


breakfast-survey-ftrReligion is what happens when you let someone with a book tell you their interpretation of that book and the deity the book claims to be written by. It is what happens when you neglect to interpret the book and the deity yourself in order to gain first-hand knowledge of both. Typically those interpreting the book for you are motivated by either filling the church coffers or convincing you that someone else with another book, that describes another deity, is of the devil and you ought to support carpet bombing them in the name of God. Organized religion has been a thorn in the side of humanity since humanity was cursed with it and until its abolishment, it will continue to be so. Allowing a mediator between you and the Divine is always a bad practice and should be shunned for spirituality; which is a personal knowing of the Divine on one’s own. Thankfully, it does appear that more and more people are throwing off the filthy rags of organized religion and adopting a more intimate relationship with their own spirituality over the past few years. Jesse Herriott is one of those people and I cannot tell you how excited I was to meet this man and hear him speak at Unity of Central Georgia not too long ago. His message and the clarity in which he delivers it was one that I was eager to share with our subscribers.


Jesse Herriott and D.L. Crumpton at Unity Spiritual Life Center

Obviously we have to bring you some stories which are negative when politicians, law enforcement or media outlets need a spotlight pointed in their direction; but this time I was happy to have an episode brought to you that was simply an overall uplifting message. I hope you enjoy.




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Sabrina Black: Zen Spirituality


Sabrina Black


I have mentioned before that several of us here at ZENINTHECAR.COM have recently gone through major “life changes”; however that is not to say that such “life changes” have been limited to we alone. No; in fact many of you out there are also experiencing such things and for those of you who have a spiritual proclivity this is due in part to a process that is happening world-wide to a certain percentage of people. It is a spiritual awakening happening to those who are in tune with it that is causing all the seemingly tumultuous events in our lives.
In this episode of ZEN IN THE CAR T.V., Sabrina Black addresses this awakening and how we should respond to it in order to pass through the process with as few bumps and bruises as possible. Enjoy.


The Wake Up Call


Sabrina Black

While it appears to be the end to a relatively boring story, it turns out that it was just the beginning to something prophetic. See, outside of knowing I did not elect Obama for President (because his lies didn’t fool me for one second), attention to anything political or even remotely related to politics was nothing of interest. I imagine I am not unlike many others who simply took the beaten with the assumption that we would suffer through it. However, my husband was one of the fortunate ones to be more than aware of what was going on not only in our country, but in the world. He was chastised for it – by yours truly – as I saw much of what he was listening to as unchangeable and negatively laced.

On a morning not unlike many others before it, fed up with the job hunt and the negativity the situation was inspiring; I found myself nagging the husband again about his listening to the crappy news on talk radio. That’s when a challenge was issued. A challenge I believe many of us were presented with at some point in our lives, or why else would we be here?

You don’t have a clue what’s going on in this country, do you?

Well, that’s uncalled for. I never knew before, why should I give a damn now, right? Well, I don’t know what my exact response was, but I’m certain it was defensive. After all, who likes being called out for their lack of knowledge?

Essentially, the challenge being issued was simple: wake up. There was a call to see why I wouldn’t be getting the job I wanted any time soon; a demand to see and understand the liberties that were being stolen from us by our elected officials in government.

Being among the fortunate, this was all it took to disconnect my cord from the system and find a place amongst those who would bring me to further Truth and Enlightenment. Some were found by me, but the some that would become the most significant contributors to my awakening found me. It was then that so many wonderful and inexplicable happenings began to take place. Like so many others, I began to see things differently, and my only desire became to share my new-found knowledge with others.

Unfortunately, just as I was initially defensive towards my husband, so were others towards me and the information I was giving them. Friends, family… people I thought I knew, not only denied these Truths, but became ugly beasts I didn’t recognize anymore. I’m just trying to help you, I thought, why are you not even capable of acknowledging what I’m telling you without debating me?

By this time, so many had already been lost – friends and even family – to my need to share truth. The only way to salvage what was left, as far as I could tell, was to keep my information to myself and at the very least communicate with those who were already awakened.

Months later, I’m sitting here writing this to you after much reflection and understanding. I was wrong again. See, just as I was defensive to the ideas being put before me, so others will be as well. Cognitive dissonance, the desire for people to maintain living in their delusions; prevented people from giving up the illusion they were plugged into. To challenge them as we have been challenged is asking them to step into the turmoil so many of us has already experienced. The daunting task of waking up others is a daunting one that sees friends turn foe and family turn their backs or worse – throw you to the feds.

It’s unfortunate to say that we cannot save them all. There will be many that wish to remain plugged in, and will even fight tooth and nail to keep from being separated from the fictional world they live in. While it seems like going through all of this to inform others is harmful, it is actually just the opposite. Information is positivity; the opportunity to make a choice. It is the lack of information which is most dangerous and negatively charged. What we, as the awakened whole, need to understand is that many will cling to the lies. Do not be discouraged. It is not your role to unplug anyone. Your only charge is to keep the information coming out freely; to put it out there for others to question and reflect upon it, in their own time and in their own way, so that they may make an informed choice.

Ultimately, choice is left to the Individual. All you can do is put the truth before them and move on, as the more people who become awakened, the stronger we grow as a nation towards absolute liberty. Let hope be your guide. Let faith maintain your heart. Let love be your strength. Others will see that your truth is not inspiring hate or negativity. It’s time to unplug this country and the world. So if you’re not already… wake up.


Scream in silence, unto a wall…do yell.
Question the four walls of this solitary cell.
Within your parade, others’ shadows I see you follow.
Another pillow of tears to feel and wallow.
Take life by the hand in its sacred trust.
The first is last and the last is first.
A riddle is me, chased daily by an angry bee.
And as I fell, lovely arms gave a place to flee.
Sweet nothings, now dismal…fading to gray.
No one but me to keep the harlots at bay.
They strut their fancy with words as blades.
Caught in grip of emotions as oceans of fierce waves.
My love is ever true and forever sweet.
Add something to nothing, as one yearns to be complete.
Be not the ship that will never come back!
No light in dreams and all…turns black.
Desire. An aspect of honor, if used the right way.
Without love, I am merely a lump of clay.
Breathing in eternity and to share with that fortunate other.
Beneath the tree, is me and my sultry lover.
Beat soft my bleeding heart.
To embrace light and no dark.
Flesh cursed with dreadful stain.
As love costs, yet most is vain.
Her tan skin, I did long to hold and touch.
I did not know that I desired too much.
Sweetness, even now gives me songs to write.
Contemplations gave melody in the still night.
Dripping dreams taught my heart…to love.
In this grand world of push and shove.
The enemy, though hidden from eyes to see.
Is it light or his darkness that we flee?
I am the rebel, turned and twisted by words of men!
Feel my thoughts penetrate the depth of skin.
I entreat wisdom which is my dearest delight.
Though we conquer and win the fight!
Fill my glass with happiness and fill yours too.
A toast we give for the mere reason…to be true.


What is self validation? This you might ask if the title of this little piece has somehow swam its way into the fabulous vacuum of thine eye. Simply put; self validation is the act of seeking the inward approval of one’s self by means of forcing the inward self out on others. That’s right, that cousin, uncle, sister, mother, father that simply can’t resist scolding some of your spicier personality traits and insist that what you have done or what you are doing is violating their flawed interpretations of ancient traditions, yes those people are self validators. Don’t be too hasty with this line of thought though because it matters not which of the many varieties of ancient traditions your attackers may happen to hail from; self validators hail from all. They whip out their sacred books, they flip them to a spot pre marked, they slam that finger down on the numbered line, and there you go. You be in the wrong. At this point it is expected of you to nod in agreement, hang thy head, and submit to their wishes and from this point hence never stray from their way ever…ever…again. Not only is this expected it is demanded but somehow I think if you’ve read this far then it is unlikely that those asking for a bend of the knee would get the icing on the cake of their own self aggrandizement. [Read more…]