He’s just there for you to be recycled.

Yes, indeed, it’s a fact that we do this more than once.

That means it doesn’t matter how you feel about it. It’s still the truth

Death as a personification can teach you everything you want to know about life.

Why fear the reaper?

If you know you’ll go on, why fear the reaper?

Death is one of my best friends.

I’m a Táltos,  I speak with Arc Angels,  Arc Demons, Jinn,  Fey, and other entities.

How would I not know what happens after we release the mortal coil?

Aksshic records. I’m a librarian.

There’s more shit that I can do than I can think of. That’s what my abilities are. 

Anything I need.

Too often, we are inundated with noise.

Enjoy silence.

Most people can’t do it. It’s that in silence there is no distraction from dealing with themselves. 

You must deal with yourself. 

Enjoy the silence.

Think about it.

Why are we separate?

Because life would be boring as fuck otherwise. 

This is why God made us. However, for the human,  God had help. 

Jehovah, Allah, Krishna, Ra, Odin, and others made us.

Those beings are not God.  They understand how God works and can convince us mortals that they are gods.

This is the simple truth.

No complication.

Come together to see how true it is.

As truth gains ground, the planetary vibration rises.

Let the truth be told.

No matter how much or how many it hurts. 

I’ve been on the side of God while God is arguing through me with some idiot.

I say idiot, because you have to be fucking stupid as hell if you think you’re going to win an argument with God. 

Think about it.

God knows everything.

You don’t.

God wins.

I know its not fair but life isn’t fair. If life was fair I wouldn’t be working at Wal-Mart,  I would be a dude who sat and waited for people to visit and ask questions.

Kind of like the Dali Llama.

Buddha.

Other Buddhists.

That’s the thing, i was prophesied about by many, but they didn’t make the cut through nostradamus and the like.

And for the Bible thumper, read the dann book, specially the red words, the words of the christ.

Now in i think it was in acts, that they wrote about gifts of the spirit and spreading it around.

What the fuck do you think I do?

I teach people to go within to find the higherself,  the holy spirit, to figure out what they can do.

And i do it free of charge.

I never charged anyone for what they need.

Like the Buddhists,  and the like,  and as the Christ commanded.

He never said anything about a church or pastors or priests or any if that shit.

That’s the devil.

In the 1980’s this song was written and performed by many on an album.

What in the blue holy fuck happened?

It’s 2025.

40 years.

It looks as if we have gone downhill since then.

What happens when everyone turns on the rich, even their own security?

I know people such as myself who can possess others to do whatever they want.

This is not fiction.

This is the truth. 

There’s no way to catch any of us.

That’s why you don’t believe. 

As we exist we can do whatever the fuck we want and no one can catch us.

That’s some scary shit if you’re not one of us.

I get why people want to deny our existence,  it’s not fair.

Life isn’t fair.

But it can be balanced. 

The balance on this world is dire need of being restored.

I’m not going to hurt even a fly. 

However, if I’m in someone and they kill a fly. 

They killed the fly,  not me.

Think about that.

Godsmack is the inspiration for this.

I channel God,  and God understands that most people don’t want to hear from the true living God. 

Do you understand how much shit I’ve taken for channeling God?

I’m not the approved one to channel God.

What right do you have to channel God?

I don’t belive you. 

Why?

I just don’t believe you.

And much much much much more.

I’m bulletproof.

Hit me with whatever you got, cause God’s got me covered.

Do you think a prophet for God has anything to worry about?

The safest place anyone could be is next to me.

Call me delusional because you can’t accept the simple truth.

Yeah, I’ve heard it before.

I’m bulletproof.

I’m going backward through this.  Since my stroke more than 5 years ago, it’s the freshest.

I took divorce after being threatened with it more than a few times.

This is abuse.

This wasn’t the only abuse I suffered.

Her mother once said, “You know my daughter is a liar?”

My ex-wife at one point said, “Everyone knows I’m a pathological liar.”

She looked shocked when she heard herself admit it.

Until then,  she had memory issues. That was how she got away with lying.

I remember conversations that happened years ago, so that didn’t work for her, and she got mad at me for remembering correctly. 

She worked from home.

I came home from working at Toys R US and she was smoking a joint playing the ps3 while the kitchen was a disaster.  Pots and pans and dishes all over the counter space. 

This is an example of what I put with because the sex was that amazing.

I did things to her at her request I wouldn’t do.

Her request. 

She had a porn addiction. I got porn sites from her. She had them bookmarked under porn.

She didn’t want me to be a telepath because I know when someone’s lying.

She didn’t want me to be a medium that channels the soul. She didn’t like the messages that she wanted to give herself through me.

She didn’t want me to be public about being an Empath.

That’s where she got abusive.

Then there was my healing.

I had a short leg and a limp.  When I showed up with both my legs the same length, she was so pissed.

She was trying to siphon my energy. 

When we would go to sleep at night,  we would hold hands. I got the thought in my head,  siphon.

It was her, I’m a telepath. 

Essentially, she was trying to kill me. I saw my death by her more times than I can count. 

Abusive.

It’s why I haven’t wanted to deal with relationships since then.

Since then, I turned down two marriage proposals.  I got scared as shit.

It’s been years.

There is a direct correlation between how well some can make you orgasm and how much shit you take from them.

She was the fuck of a lifetime.

I took an amazing amount of shit from her.

As judgments fall upon us all, I’ve accepted the shit I’ve done.

It’s interesting the things I would’ve tried like hell to deny, now, it’s just the facts of my life.

I’ve been married 4 times.

I’ve been celibate for over ten years because of this.  I figure it must be me.

I was wrong.

The first one,  she came from money and I had none.

The second one was a cheater.

The third one wasn’t strong enough to talk to her own parents and they wanted her to get an abortion. 

The fourth one was a pathological liar.

I’m healed in and of myself.

I’m just looking for a woman who is the same.

I’m a soul healer.

Do you have any idea what I can do?

Empathic amplifier.

What i take in i have choices in What to do with it.

I take orgasmic energy and ramp it up and give right back to you.

I’m the best time women have had and miss dearly just for the sex.

It’s my day off.

My guidance is to chill the fuck out and ignore how fucked the world is.

It’s not normal for me not to pay attention to the world around me.

It hurts. 

I’m an empath, and for me, it goes into my back and my legs and then my arms.

I’m also a physical empath.

When shit hurts one of my friends, I feel it.

Fuck the fuck off with what I do as a medium who channels the soul. I have to be filled up, or something takes its place. 

Can you imagine having to have someone in you that wants to do shit, and you have to manage them and yourself. 

This is what my life is.  I know how alone I’m not. I wish I could be alone, but that ain’t gonna happen.

We are all one being .

This is what God taught me long ago. And most people didn’t want to listen.

Why?

Because their egos have not evolved enough to take this simple truth. 

They deny, and they suffer in their denial.

I am everywhere.

You are everywhere.

We are the same,  only our egos seperste us.

Tesla said roughly the same thing close to a hundred years ago. 

Now, being everywhere has its disadvantages.

One must coalesce, become something substantial if one is going to make an impact in the universe. 

I use empathic reiki.

I use the state of peace to transmute what I take in into pure love healing energy that goes like an orb across the entire universe.

That’s what people feel when I’m at peace. 

That wave of energy is what every empath can do.

It takes peace.

It’s why I use a mantra throughout the day.

I forgive everyone of everything so that I can put peace in my heart, mind, and soul.

Just do it, like Nike said.

It’s been a mantra of mine for a very long time.

I work at Chico Walmart, where the last 7 days we’ve had ,ero toilet paper and zero paper towels.

How in the blue holy fuck can they not get 2 day air?

This is the dumbest place I’ve ever worked.

I get away with pretty much anything because none of the managers care, even the store manager.

If he didn’t see my name on my badge, I bet he couldn’t remember it. 

This is why I’m not writing.

I’m dealing with the stupidity of Walmart 

I was listening to Def Leopard, and it appears to me we are in the middle of Armageddon.

Let’s look shall we.

Fucked up weather.

Volcanoes.

Earthquakes.

Wars, plural.

Life is as fucked as fucked gets.

However, humans have been racing towards this as if they would win something. 

You got it, it’s not James,  it’s God talking. 

Let’s see where you fucked everything up for yourselves.

Long list. 

Starting with Tesla, I gave him free energy for the world.

Then Einstein split the atom. Them humans built a bomb. 

Then aliens said we shouldn’t be doing this because is fucks the universe up.

Humans said “fuck you.”

Make up.

It’s not a right.

And it’s fucked up more people than even i can count.

Why look like a whore ladies?

Used to be whores were the ones that wore make up.

Painted up like a whore.

Used to be said frequently. 

Cosmetics, that entire industry is narcissim deluxe. 

It’s as if you people are scared to death about growing older.

Dudes use cosmetics as well.

And while  on males, what in the blue holy fuck do you need a hard on pill for?

Most who take it abuse the holy living shit out of it.

The male body is built to have 3 orgasms a week for good health.

I get it with all the painted whores, men want to have sex with them.

Genetic memory.

It’s in your genetics that you see a whore and want to fuck.

How do you tell the whores from the women?

Make up.

It’s the truth that no one wants to hear.

What else?

I gave you hemp. Why do you cut down trees?

You know they create breathable air for you?

That’s just as stupid as a thing you could do.

Truly idiotic.

Oil.

What the fuck?

Tesla had a system that oil would never be used again.

You made plastic even though you knew it fucked up the environment.

Now it’s in everything.

You fucked up the world.

What is it with you and loud shit?

I get music. That shit should be loud.

Anything else should be quiet so you can hear.

You protect stupid people from their own stupidity and you don’t understand why that’s a problem?

The fact that you put directions on everything that doesn’t need directions, for instance shampoo. Rinse and repeat.

I never followed those directions.

I’m smart enough to know i dont need to.

Letting stupid people fuck themselves up is how they learn not to be stupid.

If they die,  oh well, the world IQ gets higher.

The university system is fucked.

There’s no good way to say it.

If i can learn what God truly is, and I haven’t been given a Nobel prize…

I can’t even see it on the news. 

Some dude discovered what God truly is.

I figure someone would want to know.

This is the stupidity that I was speaking of.

Denying the truth is stupid.

As a people we have fucked up at every turn. 

Then we cry about it.

What the fuck for?

We did it to ourselves. 

We are the responsible party.

The only way it gets better is to get rid of stupidity. 

Intelligence should be running things.

That’s all for now.

It’s a choice.

It’s that simple.

That i love my life means there’s a ton of shit I won’t put up with.

Lying, stealing, murder, rape,  and shot that we have laws for, including littering.

If you do these things a look at you, well I don’t look at you, I don’t even see you.

I’ve done a ton of shit in my life. I lied, I stole, and some other shit.

However, i dont do those things now. 

When one is ready to repent, meaning owning up to the shit one has done, one will reveal oneself as a hole human, healed through and through.

One must repent in order to be forgiven.

Look at Donald Trump.  Zero repentance in him.

He will not be forgiven.

His hell will only get worse.

Those who follow are going straight to hell with him.

Don’t be a Trump supporter. 

I talk to people,  I can’t avoid them.

I dont like talking to people who talk about others.

I like talking about ideas.

Recently, I was talking with a friend, and it came up. What would I do with millions?

Buy a farm and plant hemp.

If I had thar kind of money, I would also build a refinement center.

There, the hemp can be turned into other shit, paper, hempcrete, plywood, hemp plastic,  all biodegradable. 

I give more than a shit or a fuck about the earth.

Building something that is better for the earth and the humans,  makes sense.

However, I don’t have the money. I do have everything else, just no money.

If you’ve followed me for any time, you know I’m super intelligent. 

Intelligence figures shit out.

Non-intelligence regurgitates shit that is already known.

I like intelligence.

I don’t do stupid.

I live my life simply.

I love my life.

I’m absolutely grateful to everything for everything just that I’m alive.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose,  you know I am.

Thank you, Bon Jovi, for writing this one.

I play my part, and you play your game.

I always play my part, and it’s a part worth playing.

What is my part?

I channel God for any who gives a shit.

Think about it for yourself.

Why don’t you accept this truth?

What are you afraid of, that it’s true.

That you can’t argue because who wins arguing with God?

That’s a you issue.

You make it my issue, but if no one talks to me, it’s on them.

It’s their responsibility, not mine.

That’s what love is.

You accept what is told.

Lying to yourself is never a good thing.

That’s the way to the pit of suffering.

That’s what Psychospirilosophy is.

Psychology.

Spirituality.

Philosophy.

What is working at Wal-Mart doing to me psychologically?

I was in the Air Force.

I was a manager.

I got respect.

I’m a janitor who gets no respect. 

I gave janitors respect long before I became a janitor.

Why is it people have no respect for the janitor?

This is my quandary.

In spiritual terms. They are what they are because of who they choose to be.

Philosophy.

I know what I said to get me into this and I know what I’m saying to get me the fuck out of Wal-Mart. 

It will be like I got paroled. I used to say that about the military.

I wish I hadn’t.  I never had it as good as then.

I’ve had better times, but this time in my life, I fucking hate that I work for Wal-Mart. 

It’s the people that work there that make it such a fucked place to work.

The arthritis in my knees has gotten so bad that walking hurts. 

I used to take walks all the time to clear my head. Now, it hurts.

Never get old, it hurts. 

All in all, I could be doing a fuck ton worse.

I got a job. 

I can survive with what my hours are.

What’s my problem again?

I fucking hate working as a janitor at Wal-Mart. 

I get why.

But until something else comes along….

How often do you notice who notices you?

Like most people,  hardly ever.

Noticing who notices you is the first step in defending oneself.

It’s this simple. 

Looking at one’s phone is the stupidest thing you could do while walking. 

I don’t care that a bunch of people do it. That simply means they are engaging in stupidity.

Don’t be stupid.

When you walk, hold your head up. Look around and  notice what thete is to be noticed.

At work, it really pisses me off that we are supposed to fix as we see it.

Most employees let it hang.

If we all simply did what we are supposed to do, shit wouldn’t be so fucked. 

Noticing is the act of waking.

Until you notice you’re asleep and anyone can have you for lunch.

Noticing is that important.

When I woke up today, I was pissed as pissed  gets about several things. 

I raged and screamed my head off.

It was the leaf blower that pissed me off, and I was already pissed.

My neighbor who is not home when the landscaper is there.

The leaf blower reaches a level of over 75db. This is the sound level. Db, or decibels, is how sound is measured.

Anything over 80db is considered to be hazardous noise and requires hearing protection. 

In the Air Force is drove vehicles that were rated over 130db.

My equipment rated 100db.

It’s why i was required to use ear plugs.

Chico has a huge fucking problem with the college.

As they come and don’t use their degrees and make the unemployment rate go higher making it more difficult for a local to find a job.

That’s totally irresponsible. 

That’s not thinking.

That’s feeling. 

Wisdom says if you love a place and you have a degree, you need to use your degree, otherwise you blew how much  money?

I don’t give a shit about anyone who thinks their feelings mean a damn thing to anyone.

The facts are what we make decisions over.

Not feelings.

Feelings will fuck you up the ass like a notherfucker and half. 

Now, for what really pissed me off today.

I can feel that there is someone that is watching me.

I know thst they could help me pay my bills and shit but they are afraid of me.

Just show the fuck up.

That’s how pissed off I am to be waiting for you to show the fuck up.

I know you read this blog.

Show the fuck up.

Everything is a soul. 

Everything has a soul.

Don’t argue with God.

This is what my life is like.

Think about it and watch the film Branded.

In this film, we get to see the souls of the companies.

Think about it.

Where you work has a soul made up of every soul in the place, and every customer interaction with your company feeds its soul.

Now, this is where I look at my life, and you look at yours.

Wal-Mart as an entity represents cheap shit.

It attracts the cheapest people,  both customers and employees. 

I don’t get why I got the job.

However, I have an idea.

This idea can not be proven.  Meaning there is no quantifiable data to sort through.  It’s a feeling. 

Data is not feelings.

We are feeling people.

What if God made shit to figure out how to make shit?

Gyres talking to gyres using emotional concepts. 

God feels.

What does God feel about Wal-Mart?

Don’t ask.

If I say, “Don’t ask. “

Leave it the fuck alone.

I realize you people don’t get this is a conversation with several entities.

I’m a Medium that has no off switch. I tried installing one, but  it didn’t work.

What do you think the health of the soul is for Wal-Mart?

I know. However, I want others to see it my way.

See the soul for what it is.

Energy. 

Energy that is consciously aware of itself.

Think about handmade shit.

Thst shit don’t break and if it does it took some shit to break it.

Cheap piece of plastic.

Breaks easily, so you need to replace it often.

This is how Wal-Mart feeds on everyone that walks through the door.

The soul of Wal-Mart. 

I’m a soul healer.

I can’t heal this soul.

For me to be able to heal this soul, would take about a year. Management would be gutted to  the region.

I would need to take time with each individual to ensure they heal themselves from their shit.

Here’s where me and Wal-Mart differ on opinion.

Fuck the bullshit being of shit being on the floor where customers have to walk through it.  You have an overnight stocking crew for this reason.

This is why I haven’t shopped in Wal-Mart by choice in years.

Security needs to be tightened. 

Having associates walking the floor and not stocking shit cuts down on theft.

I could go on and on.

I was a Manager, and a damn good one.

Anyone hiring, email me at jimccarterjr@gmail.com.

If you’ve read the blog, you know a little about me.

Thank you to Faith No More for this one.

You want it all but you can’t have it.

It’s in your face, but you can’t grab it.

It’s life.

Always in your face, but you can’t grab it.

What if you could actually grab life as if it was a person?

What would you do now?

Remember to breathe by Sturgill Simpson just came on.

Take the time to remember to breathe. Let yourself be washed over by situation. 

Only then can you formulate a response.

This is why breathing is the most important thing we do.

Breathe without breathing.

The Reiki recital.

Breathing without breathing, means you breathe so slowly you can’t feel the wind from each inhale and exhale. 

Remember your breathing.

For me, if life was a person, I would give it a hug.

I don’t get hugged.

I love hugs, but no hugs for me.

That’s why I would give life a hug, I know what it’s like when no one wants to hug you.

I’m sitting on a bench in Bidwell Park.

I love this park.

This park is why I’m not leaving Chico for the foreseeable future.

This park is the greatest soul cleansing and nourishing place in the world.

I’m a soul healer. I would know.

Thinking about my life, Wal-Mart doesn’t feel like a blessing.

However,  I’ve had other things to do other than clean toilets. I’ve had a few things to say to few people that was a blessing for them.

My life is blessed as all lives are blessed.

I actually right. 

I don’t act like a fool.

My foolish days are behind me.

I wish I hadn’t acted so foolish.

I see what it gets. If I act as a fool, everyone acts as a fool, and society crumbles right before our eyes.

It’s why I’m responsible.

I see what it does.

Look at your life and see it for yourself.

In case you didn’t know, Bob Seger wrote this.

Every time I hear this song, the thought is, “It’s the only way to fly.”

I appreciate the wind. 

It gets hot in Chico. Today, it hit 98 degrees.

We get the wind coming from the bay area through the Sacrsmento River delta.

From the north, it’s Mt Shasta. 

You ever fly a kite?

You need it to be windy. 

I’m old.

I’m good with it.

I never have to worry about my records from before the internet. 

None of that shit got recorded, or did it?

I remember. 

Those who were there remember.

Those that we can’t see remember,  and probably have video.

What if there was a world within our world that we can’t see, they can see us, but we have zero clue.

Why would this make sense?

Electromagnetic signatures.

Phase variance.

If one of these two things get switched up, that’s what you get.

Star Trek:TNG did an episode using this,  as well as Stargate SG1, and several films.

It’s not a new idea.

However, it’s an idea science needs to explore.

Science fiction gave you the idea,  now go make it happen.

I would,  but I work at Wal-Mart. 

Neil Diamond inspired this by writing the song “Create me.”

It’s talking about a woman.  I get what it means.

As an empath, it’s how we are.

We are ever being created by those around us.

Look at you life, I’ll use mine. 

I work at the most negative place in this town.

I’m not a negative dude.

However, they break me every day.

This is my Friday night.

I don’t like that they can break me.

I’m a veteran.

I’m a professional with years of experience behind me.

When I hate a task, I become a master of the task. 

Why?

So i don’t have to worry about doing it again.

It’s why I mastered every job ever thrown at me.

I get most people don’t Master what the have doing,  but I’m not most people.

I like that I’m not most people.

I have skills going to waste wear i work.

I need a job that employs these skills.

I feel someone creating me again.

Someone i don’t work with.

I’m an empath, telepath and a medium who specializes in channeling the higher self of others.

I might not know who,  but I can feel it.

It’s weird being me.

I took my new scooter for a ride to my favorite place in Bidwell Park.

It’s 7:43 as I write this, and it’s still over 90.

I took the time going no more than 6 mph.

I took the time to see all there was to see.

I wasn’t in a rush, and I knew I would get here. 

Patience allowed me to notice what I hadn’t noticed before.

Tomorrow I go to work.

I could quit, however I would have to deal with shit.

Me working at job, any job, I hate it.

I loved being a house spouse.

It’s the only job I ever loved. 

It allowed me to be multi-skilled.

It allowed me to use all my skills to do the job and do it right.

Right now, I’ve been celibate for so long, a woman would have to tell me she’s interested.

It doesn’t have to be much, just say hello, my name is…

I hate my job, which makes me extremely good at my job. I just want to get it over with every day I work.

How many fit this bill?

I have no excuse for doing a shitty job and not arriving on time. 

They pay me to do my job.

I would love it if someone would pay me for my skills.

I can track energy. I can tell you where someone’s at.

All the shit I’ve written, is shit i can do.

When do i get paid for being able to do the shit I do?

Any Master knows that what they have to teach, is it.

The student grows beyond the Master, mastering things the Master only dreams of.

Why?

The Master had to learn what they became.

The Master shows others another way that is not as difficult.

A Master doesn’t give two fucks if they surpass them.

A Master expects them to surpass them.

Master thyself and one will be able to Master anything.

Patience is the key.

If you think waiting for an hour, a day, a week, a year is too much for you, I’ve waited over ten years.

I can do it, you have zero excuse. 

Life doesn’t give a fuck about your excuses.

Nor do I.

Avenged Sevenfold is the inspiration.

Hail to the kings of this world.

Hail to the queens of this world.

We are the ones that rule the world.

We have no title.

We are poor.

We do things the right way because it’s right.

We call out deception  every time we hear or see it.

We, not I.

You have no idea how many we are.

There is no head for any to cut off.

It’s a we thing.

Everyone has the power.

Use it.

Pennywise is the inspiration.

People are talking civil war in the United States.

Why aren’t they going after the rich people?

Why are they going after the poor?

We have the numbers.

We have the numbers.

We have the numbers.

It’s time for retribution.

It’s time to fight.

Buckcherry is the inspiration for this.

Sitting on my porch listening to music.

How in the the blue holy fuck do you not know your music pisses people off no matter what music it is?

What music do you hate?

Why on earth does anyone think it’s ok to ride a bike, drive a car, sitting at a place of work, with music blaring?

Say fuck it, do what they do.

Make sure it’s real loud and pisses them off.

Motley Crüe wrote this and it’s fucked.

You know it’s a violation.

In the first set of lyrics we know it’s fucked.

Why do I publish on Amazon only?

Because publishers kill trees.

Kindle is a free download. 

I didn’t want any tree to die because I wrote a book.

I thought of others before I started.

Everything affects everything.

What you do affects us all. 

This is the issue that most people do not think about.

They do what they want and fuck everybody else. 

I have roommates.  My volume doesn’t bother them. 

I clean up after myself.

Look at your break room. 

If people were responsible and respected this planet is our home, no trash would ever fall to the ground without it being picked up immediately. 

If I drop shit, I sure as fuck don’t expect anyone else to deal with it. I pick that shit up.

That’s what I got for now. 

The American Rejects wrote this one, and it’s a good one.

I channel God,  and God is pissed. 

Take a look at the world, and you can see we are at the end times that everyone has foretold.

It’s time for judgment so that we understand the hell we’ve made earth.

I don’t like it. However, all will be judged.

Not because I want it, fuck I don’t want to be judged, I’ve done some fucked up shit.

However, this is where we are.

Trying to make it go away doesn’t work.

Enjoy the judgment that you will face.

I’m enjoying mine,  because I’ve done a lot of good shit, way more than I fucked up.