Kahuna Life ™

Money as Debt, Part 1 of a 3 part series. Shared under the fair use act for educational purposes 

the Preface Nothing is real Purchase on Amazon Writers do not become  writers, they simply realize one day that they are writers. I realized it in 1989, at age 16. I began my writing career as a freelance contributor. I wrote live music reviews and creative nonfiction, mostly narrative essays. At the time, all my literary idols were transcendentalists. I admired many of the authors personally and I loved their writing style. Transcendentalism validated my belief system and reassured me that a purpose for all life existed. Through study and observation I learned that the human “self” is invariably linked to nature. I learned that social institutions such as organized religion and the political process ultimately corrupt the individual. Human beings are designed to be self-reliant and autonomous, thereby able to form true community. Like most philosophical movements, transcendentalism is a big word that describes a simple idea. Humans have knowledge about themselves and their univer...

20,000 people die of cancer every day. That's 8,000,000 deaths every year including 500,000 Americans. At the turn of the 20th century, 1 person out of 20 got cancer. In the 1940's, it was 1 out of 16. In the 1970's it was 1 out of every 10. Today, 1 out of every 3 people gets cancer. One million Americans are diagnosed with cancer every year. Each patent then feeds into a "system" which employs hundreds of thousands of people and generates billions of dollars for the medical and pharmaceutical industries. The so-called cancer "treatment" apparatus is so large and expensive that it requires new patients on a continual basis so that it won't collapse. Simply put, Cancer is big business. Cancer is one of the biggest businesses on earth. The average cancer patent spends at least 50,000 dollars on "treatment". With a million new cancer patients every year, that's 50 BILLION dollars annually spent on cancer "treatment"...

May 8th 2013 Prologue I've decided to grow a hitler mustache. My logic is, why should we let one jerk ruin a style for everyone else forever. Besides, he wasn't always a nazi. He was an artist for a while. I also thought about getting a hat to go with it, but I think I would probably look like a sideshow barker or an emcee at a gay nightclub. You can call it a charlie chaplain if that hits the ear better, but then I would almost definitely need the hat. In any case, when it grows in, it's gonna be tight. When people see it, they're gonna be all like "yeah, that's tight". May 9th 2013 So far, I look like a teenage Chicano version of the Pringles mascot. But when it grows in good, that jown' gonna' be sharp. Full-throttle up out ya' eyeballs. Just leave it to beev. Straights up. May 10th 2013 I conditioned it with pert. and I brushed it a little. That's all. I'm thinking about getting a cane or a big ring to go with it. I also haven't...