Not bank notes, music notes

     Welcome back to the view from the sun, where the only thing hotter are celeb nipple slips. I am as you know, the one and only (thank God) Eros Helios, bringing you, as usual a bunch of stuff you definitely might need to know.

     Just a quick f.y.i. kinda thing: when I post using the mobile app, the blogs are shorter because it deceives me, making it seem longer than it actually is. Kinda like when a guy shaves his pubes and his dick looks bigger, it's just an illusion sad to say.

     So here I am, once again at Walmart. Okay, so I'm in the parking lot because on my way here, I was listening to some tunage and thought, "oh, that might make a decent blog topic" so, here we are.

     I love my family, I really do, but, I think that their music preferences have stunted me musically. See, when I was growing up, the only music my parents listened to was country music. I happen to love a good country song....if I feel the need to want to shoot myself.  Too dramatic? Okay. I really do enjoy country music, it invokes many feelings and makes me miss the age of mullets and the line dancing craze. My issue isn't exactly with country music, but I think my parents could have been a tad more eclectic.

     I'm not saying all music is good, or bad for that matter, in fact I am glad that I missed the beginning of scream-o rock because, I don't believe my throat and vocal cords could take the abuse, but some of the punk rock, grunge, alternative, and classic rock genres would have been great.

     I was in my mid twenties when I was finally exposed to the full catalogs of AC/DC and KISS, I had heard KISS before, but never even knew who they were. I had never heard much Zeppelin until then either. Pink Floyd was another cd in the store, along with many others.

     The first time I had heard anything by The Beatles, I was reading sheet music for chorus. Masters of the #1 hits and I was amused and taken aback by their chillung Eleanor Rigby who died alone or the whimsical Yellow Submarine.

     I have since tried to listen to as much new music as possible, and as much classic music as well. All while having an open mind because, once you are conditioned a certain way, it's very difficult to recondition yourself.

     I urge everyone to give some new music a listen, even if it's old, your brain will thank you, and in the end, maybe it's music that brings nations together, stops wars and hatred. Thus is a crazy train we're riding, and I refuse to be just another brick in the wall, so whether I'm on a highway to hell or climbing a stairway to heaven, I'm going to do all that I can do to live the way I want to live and let the music continue to inspire me.

     As always, I wish you a sunny day, maybe I should change my name seeing as how I'm such a night owl. Something with lunar references maybe...Nah, I like my names and whatnot. This is most likely going to have a part 2 because there is so much music that I didn't get in here. Until then, I bid you farewell.

Looking up

     Looking all around, I only see darkness. I look at things in my life and all I see is change. Wishing I could go back to unlearn what I know and learn what I should.
    
     I can remember your voice as though we spoke yesterday, I remember your arms wrapping me up in a hug only a grandma could give. I never told you that that was what I looked forward to the most, not saying goodbye but, getting my hugs and kisses from you.
    
     How could I get myself so off track, lost my plans, lost my map. I shouldn't be this way, cynical and filled with disregard for others, you both taught me better.
    
     How to find my way? I look all around and all I see is darkness and evil. In a pit of despair is where I feel I am, clawing and digging my way out. I feel the chains pulling me back, unable to break my bonds, keeping me here, unable to feel the sun spreading its warmth throughout my body.
    
     I scream, echoes reverberate in this hole, almost mockingly, bringing my pleas for help back to my own ears. Laughter fills the air, I'm surprises to realize that it's coming from my mouth. Have I gone insane? The darkness once again swallows me.
    
     A shining light draws my attention upwards, why didn't I see it before? I've wanted so long to be released from this hole, and yet I always failed to simply look.....up....
    
     You've been with me always, never telling, only guiding. Whispering to me in the wind, telling me that my time would come, I'd figure it all out in time, my time. Faith isn't faith because you have proof, faith is believing when proof is non-existent.
    
     My beliefs can never be the same as yours were, but they can be similar. Thank you, for sending those whispers, unrelenting just telling me to keep looking up....

Readership

I was recently watching a video about people almost turning 40, and how now the mid life crisis involves quitting ones job and starting a blog. Now, I don't want to sound conceited but, I have a ton of decent to good and even some great ideas in my brain area, the toughest part is being able to actually write the ideas down in a way that can capture the attention of a reader.

     If I start out with something so outrageous but can't follow up, I'm going to have the reader give up as soon as they realize, " hey, this guy sucks" but if I can keep the entertained, not only will they read the blog/column/whatever you wanna call it, but they will continue to read what you write.

     It all really comes down to entertainment. Will I be the next Perez Hilton? No. For a plethora of reasons, I won't, but I will be the one and only, Eros Helios, and this has been your view from the Sun

Mobile

I am now mobile thanks to the official blogger app. Dear lord, save us all... lol...

Looking to the sky

     It's times like this, that I look for guidance. I feel so lost, and I can't seem to find any sense of direction. There's but one person who would always give me an unbiased opinion, listen to everything I had to say before making any sort of judgement. Everyone seems to have something, or someone, I have the internet, billions of people, yet silence is all I can find.

     I hope that when I'm dead, planted in the ground, you don't realize that you want me. I hope that you are content, because I wouldn't want to be the cause of your pain. I'm here for the taking and you are taking your time, and it kills me. Maybe that's what needs to happen, maybe I need to die, in order to live.

     You tell me you have feelings, then only the vaguest of descriptions as to what you want, well I know what I want, I can see it in my head, getting there is the next step.

POWER!

     God how I wish there were people awake that I could talk to about this. Anyone who knows me, reads any notes/blogs I have ever written, can tell that I have no "formal" education in essay writing, column writing or any other "formal" writing. What I do, is write as though I'm talking directly to one person, because I am, in fact, speaking directly to each individual reader.

     My God! YouTube is gonna kill me. I titled this note "POWER!" because that is what seems to make this world go around. I try to live by the mantra "believe half of what you see, and none of what you hear" especially when it comes to video sharing sites such as the aforementioned YouTube, because it is so easy to stage just about anything. I say YouTube is going to kill me because I keep giving myself, I guess you could call it a "mini-anxiety attack" . I go on there to be entertained, to watch funny or informative videos(usually I stick to humor) but the past few times I have went on, I end up on political or worse, 9/11 "conspiracy" videos, which many, can be very, very convincing. Could it have been an inside job? Sure, but will we ever know? Hell no, not because of our lack of investigating, but the very reason I am writing this note, POWER!

     What has happened to this country to put us on this path of darkness? In 1776 our forefathers declared our independence from the tyrannical monarchy of England, setting into motion all the events leading to this very moment, April 30, 2012 04:49 A.M. Why is it so important for those with power to rule those without? Is the world just one big fat conspiracy theory? Listening to these commentaries, watching some of these videos can be very convincing, just one thing; I'm not convinced, not totally. I agree, that there is something hinky in the works, but I don't know that it's necessarily what these "organizations" are saying.

     According to some of these people, the government is, exactly what Orwell predicted, turning into "Big Brother", and is it really that far fetched? How many times a day are we photographed, recorded, either on video or audio, and tracked by credit card transactions. Going to work, becoming a disposable number, just so those in power can feel like they really have power. Every time I see a prominent figure, a photo, a video, I'm left wondering "what role does this person have in helping to take away my God given rights?" From the pope to the president, from entertainers to the news media. The pope misleading with bigotry and religion, the president promising safety and security as long as they can take this little bit of freedom away. The entertainers distracting us from real world realities because it's easier, and the news media feeding us fodder because no one is really brave enough to break the truth, they feed us exactly what the government wants them to: nothing!

     Please understand, I love this country, I love the individuality of all countries, but they (they being those in power, regardless of country) want to unify that which shouldn't be unified, that which can never be unified, the so-called NWO could have benefits, but none which equal those we earned when we said "NO MORE TYRANNICAL RULE!" Does this scare me, you're damn right it scares the hell out of me, not for me though, when you no longer fear death, you fear nothing, however, the youth of America is who will ultimately have to deal with this sort of government, the "do what we say or die" is what I fear for people like my niece, no one should have to live in a tyrannical state, let alone grow up in it.

     People say that this sort of thing has been building for years. I watched one video that claims it's the Illuminati, if you believe in such groups, that has mandated the eventuality of the NWO, using everything from entertainers to religion to distract and create fear. So, did the Illuminati write the bible then? Or, are they just utilizing the coincidence that religion is such a powerful tool that they can act upon? See, it's very confusing. How could the entire government, from the tiny municipalities to the capitol, be corrupt? There HAS to be good people in there somewhere.

     "All that is necessary for evil to prosper, is for good men to do nothing" is this why the good people in government don't stand up? Are they too afraid to stand up for their fellow human beings? It's so easy to give in to the dark side, but it's just as easy to stay in the light. Duality is within us all, the ability to be good or evil, and there will always be evil in the world, but those with power are no better than you or I. I can bleed, so can they. I am mortal, I will die, and so will they. No one person is better than any other, the only differences are our circumstances, you might very well be poor, but not as poor as the gin soaked Vietnam or Gulf war veteran that the whole country forgot, or ignored because he didn't come home in a flag draped casket. Circumstances are what divide us, and actions are what define us.

Weight, wait.....what?

     Well, for starters, welcome one and all to the soon to be, most must read blog this side of Jupiter, View from the Sun. I am as you know, the host with the most, Eros Helios, A.K.A. Erik(one time use of the real name).

     I literally just tried to write a note on Facebook, and it told me that I had no notes written, and I was not able to write a new note. Did that stop me? No sir! I remembered that I had the best blog site still under my control, my own blog right here at Blogger.com, and right here in the View.

     Well, I think it's might be time to ask, and this is hard for me, but I need help, I need help figuring out how to lose weight, how to gain muscle. I can't do it myself. I need the help of the people that call me their friend..... I need.....