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November 29,2007

Welcome to the "I flushed my life down the toilet club Jonathan Perry Stonne." I was arrested for driving under the influence of alcohol November 25. I have sat here and criticized people for doing foolish things. I am a hypocrite. I am arrogant. I am a fool. I talk about having a Destiny? I can't even put a normal life together. I am 52 years old and I have no real friends, no joy, no sustaining goals. I have no destination. I am in no position to judge anyone for anything.

Finding yourself sitting on an steel toilet with little or no privacy is a wake up call. How ever bad I thought my life was, I realize things can be much worse. It is time for me to grow up. That may be the only accomplishment I am able to achieve for the moment. This path of self destruction I have been treading the past 15 years has got to come to an end. The weather is getting cold. It might be possible to freeze myself to death. I don't really want to do that. I have contacted a lawyer and she will handle my bankruptcy. This Operating Under the Influence (OWI) situation creates a severe financial burden I have to shoulder. I am not able to pay the credit cards off each month at this point.. My insurance rates will double for three years. It is going to cost me $1000 to pay the fines and other costs for the driving offense. I am lucky I didn't kill anyone. I am lucky I don't need an attorney to help accomplish the legal responsibilities I have to deal with. Other than that, I am in a deep hole. I have to get my act together. If I don't I am going to end up dead, or in a psychiatric facility.


November 22,2007

The Prayer of Thanksgiving.
This is the prayer that they spoke: "We give thanks to thee! Every soul and heart is lifted up to thee, O undisturbed name, honored with the name God and praised with the name Father' for to everyone and everything comes the fatherly kindness and affection and love and any teaching there may be that is sweet and plain, giving us mind, speech and knowledge: Mind, so that we may understand thee Speech, so that we may expound thee, Knowledge, so that we may know thee. We rejoice because thou have shown us Thyself. We rejoice because we were in the body. Thou have made us divine through thy knowledge. The delight of the man who attains to thee is one thing: that we know thee. We have known thee, O intellectual light. O life of life, we have known thee. O womb of every creature, we have known thee. O womb pregnant with the nature of the Father, we have known thee. O eternal permanence of the begetting Father thus have we worshipped thy goodness. There is one petition that we ask: we would be preserved in knowledge. And there is one protection that we desire: we do not stumble in this life.

When they had said these things in prayer, they embraced each other and went to eat their holy food, which has no blood in it.
Found this browsing through some Gnosis websites. Since it is Thanksgiving, thought I would post it. Interpret as you see fit.


November 20,2007

I was reading a story in the Wisconsin Journal about this guy who decided to drop out of the rat race, and lived at a nude beach located on the Wisconsin river. He lived in his van. From age 45 to 55, he was content. Prior to this change, he was an attorney. He suffered from a bipolar disorder, and was unable to practice law or continue pursuing his legal career. Depression had sucked the life out of him. But, he was happy living the life of a nudist at this secluded place for awhile. Eventually, money became an issue. During the winter, he would drive to Florida. He lived in his van there till Spring, and would return to the beach for the Summer. The heater on his van broke down. Gasoline became so expensive, he was unable to commute between Florida and Wisconsin. He doesn't know if he can survive the winter in his van without heat. He isn't as young as he used to be. His health is failing. He now realizes the decision he made 10 years ago has culminated in a dead end. He is trying to start over. Charitable groups are trying to help him. He is not the master of his own Destiny. He may have thought he was at one time, but now, he is dependant on the charity of others if he wants to continue living.

This story was a wake up call for me. I know the damage depression can have on a person's ability to thrive and prosper; not just financially, but physically and spiritually as well. I have spent large segments of my life and time struggling with being unhappy. I don't know if what I am feeling is full blown depression, but it may as well be. I have no friends, no family, (no blood relations I wish to associate with by choice) and to be realistic, no real plans on what it is I want to accomplish with the little time I have left at my disposal. I plod along trying to create a life, and I often hear myself saying, "what difference does it make?" It makes a difference to me. I have lost hope. When that happened, I got lost. Just like this fellow in the srticle I read. I don't want to end up on the street again. I want to experience some sence of joy and accomplishment. I know what I have to do, but I am struggling with getting the ball rolling again.

I have the tools. I have to believe I have the time. I had the Will at one time to sustain the energy necessary to accomplish what ever it was I dreamt possible. I'm tired. Fatigue is not an option. Doubt is not an option. Failure is not an option. The alternative is too devastating to risk. Thanksgiving is not a holiday I will be celebrating in the traditional sense, but this present moment in a good place to re-evaluate where I have been and where I wish to go. The time of pain is now. I have to put the past behind me, and forge a present reality that I can thrive in.


November 19,2007

The Economy of Ideas by John Perry Barlow. Plug this name into your favorite search engine. John Barow is a pioneer, a visionary; the sort of person I admire greatly. I learned of him from reading Cyberia - Life in the Trenches of Hyperspace - by Douglas Rushkoff. I have a link on the main page if you wish to download a copy. Fascinating information about the early days of Cyberspace, and the men who understood the impact it would have on the future. John Barlow is one of them. This declaration was also written by him. He is credited with coining the phrase cyberspace.The Independence of Cyberspace.


November 18, 2007

Heading out for some breakfast. I have today off from the salt mine, but have to jump into a painting job I agreed to do. I have to work Monday. I really do not want to spend the entire day putting tape around moldings, but this is the nature of the beast. When I win the lottery, I can pick and choose to a greater degree just what I will be doing and when. Haven't talked much about the lottery. Still chasing the pipe dream of winning the Badger 5. It has risen to some choice amounts, but I haven't been lucky enough to snag them. Just last week it was valued at $197,000. That would be a sweet windfall despite the outrageous taxes. Powerrball is still a fantasy. This coming Wednesday's drawing is $120 million. That is more than I really need. All I really want is the first five numbers. I play the power play option, so we are looking at $400,000 to $1 million. I would love to win something in that range. The big pot would be gravy. I have Thanksgiving off, but have no plans.


November 16, 2007



Federal prosecutors Thursday accused baseball's reigning home-run king of using steroids and lying to a grand jury about it during a probe into the use of performance-enhancing drugs in professional sports.

A federal grand jury in San Francisco indicted seven-time National League MVP Barry Bonds on four counts of perjury and one count of obstruction of justice, the Justice Department announced. Bonds, 43, repeatedly denied he had knowingly taken banned substances during his December 2003 testimony to an earlier grand jury investigating the distribution of steroids by a San Francisco-area laboratory.

Bonds has a scheduled court appearance before a federal magistrate at 9:30 a.m. Dec. 7, 2007.

My analysis of the BALCO situation, as I reported on Time To Blog! December 2004 stands. I had nothing to prove. I didn't have an axe to grind. I just told it as I saw it. The documentation was there for everyone to see. I know I am not always correct in my evaluations. In this particular instance, I was dead on. I said Vicor Conte would not receive any jail time. I was in the ball park; he got four months in prison. (Not a bad deal for a man accused of running a multi-million dollar steroids distribution ring and money laundering.) It is a shame Barry Bond's image may be tarnished, but I won't be losing any sleep over it. Here is the official indictment:

United States vs Barry Bonds



November 14, 2007

Speaking of Time, it is not an infinite commodity at the present plane. Even though this existence is fleeting, I still have to live here for the time being, so to make the best with what I have would be the prudent choice. Waiting for something good to happen isn't going to happen. My working situation isn't going to get better. The people I am forced to work with, including the nut job running the asylum, aren't going to suddenly mature. My present state of impoverishment isn't going to disappear. It is a matter of seeing the future, and following the grueling path of bringing it to fruition. The physical and emotional pain involved in this "leap of faith" is the price one pays to leave the present state of affairs, and separate yourself from the mass psychology of going along with the flow. The easy way is going to work not caring if it sucks and accept the weekly paychecks. On your days off, you watch TV. Your Will turns to mush, you tune out, and you wait for the Grim Reaper to resuce you from this hell. You convince yourself you are doing the right thing. You pay your bills on time, you tolerate the morons you find yourself living with, you believe that this is the way things are, and you can't change them. You tell yourself, "I am doing the best I can." This is bullshit. Regardless of my age, my present state of poverty, my lack of presently saleable skills that would result in making a decent living; despite all of these things, I am the Master of my Destiny. If I fail at creating the life I for see, I am solely to blame. I lacked the desire to make something of the time I had to make it. It all boils down to Will. Do I really care? Is this life such a suck ass existence that I would rather tune it out totally, and just fade into oblivion? This seems to me the course I have taken; till now. This little story from the NY Daily News:
The Juice wanted "some heat" - and wasn't afraid to use it in a Sin City stickup.

A golfing buddy testified Tuesday that O.J. Simpson pleaded with him to get guns as he plotted to snatch memorabilia from two dealers in a Las Vegas hotel room.

"[Simpson] leaned forward and it was kind of like, 'Hey, do you think you can get some heat?'" said Walter Alexander, 46, who cut a plea deal to testify against Simpson. "He wanted me to acquire some guns."

Simpson lawyer Yale Galanter ripped into Alexander, of Mesa, Ariz., as an online pimp and a liar who offered to change "the exact truth" if O.J. coughed up cash. Simpson, 60, rolled his eyes and smiled derisively and Alexander glared back on the third day of a preliminary hearing in the armed robbery case. Michael (Spencer) McClinton, who is testifying against Simpson, said he brought his gun to the heist because "O.J. asked me to."
Looks like Walter Alexander has joined the "I woke up one morning and decided to flush my life down the toilet" club.


November 12, 2007

Here is an update on the OJ story surrounding his involvement in the Palace Station plan to get "stuff back" he says belonged to him. OJ Simpson's Plot Unveiled During Court Hearing Nothing new here. The one item of importance in the article is the presiding judge; Joe M. Bonaventure AKA "Let Them Go Joe." Looks like Simpson rolled a seven when it comes to the appointment of Bonaventure. The brand of justice in Vegas can be harsh and indifferent. Bonaventure has been an instrument of balance in the system. I think that is a good thing overall, having lived in Vegas and familiar with the mentality that pervades the city. But, I am suspicious of this appointment concerning OJ. It smells of a set up to drop the charges against Simpson, despite the number of witnesses the prosecution has testifying against him. My gut feeling is that the more serious charges will be dropped due to a lack of substantial evidence. Lesser charges that do not involve long incarceration will probably be the hearing's result. The individuals who agreed to testify against OJ, and arranged sentencing guidlines involving 3-5 years for coping a plea, (opposed to the 25-30 possible) may have made a bad bet. You put your money on the pass line, and sometimes you roll snake eyes.

Doing laundry, cleaning up the dishes, and generally putting things in a livable order. Went to the music store yesterday and picked up my bass amp. For $100, it is perfect. I also found a treasure trove of musical theory that focuses on the bass. I also have at my fingertips ALL the musical knowledge I will ever need, let alone get started. As a kid who had music forced down his throat, I am amazed that I am able to see the big picture now. I will be tracking original compositions, playing the bass, and even pounding the keyboards. The magic formula is Time and Will.


November 11, 2007


"... Oh, corruption is this whole thing is corruption. It's - - it's unbelievable. It's what I didn't believe, Greta. I didn't believe this existed. This is the United States. I thought at 29 years old, I thought, Oh, my God, we're the great; look, here's what you're taught as a kid. We're the greatest country in the world. This document, this Constitution, this is good everywhere. This; how naive was I? I just; I've been told this my whole life. I didn't know it really works like this. I thought I had rights. I thought, you know, just; if you didn't break the law, they can't say you broke the law. I didn't know that people use it as a game. These people who have power, they have a police force that they can send after you. They have the ability to charge you and take away your freedom and your life. I just can't believe it. I just, like, every; it went against everything I have been taught my whole life, everything."

"Girls Gone Wild" Founder Joe Francis discussing his legal troubles regarding an incident that occurred in Panama City, Florida. From an interview with Greta Van Sustern.

I am not a big fan of "Girls Gone Wild." I am not a prude. I like sex. I have downloaded adult materials and viewed them. But this whole college girl lez fest thing doesn't sit right with me. I have seen this Joe Francis on TV before, and I thought he was an arrogant ass hole. But, in order to build a $100 million a year enterprise, I think you have to be. Ross Perot may be the one exception. I first became aware of this fiasco from watching an interview Joe did with Martin Bashir on Nightline. This transcript I found on the ABC News web site is edited. The interview aired on TV was longer. What is missing is the allegations Joe Francis made concerning the treatment he received while in custody in Panama City. He says he was tortured:

"Forget Guantanamo Bay, this stuff is happening right here in the United States. I was thrown in solitary confinement for 60 days. I was stripped naked, shackled, and forced to walk down a row of caged inmates who verbally abused me. I was starved. When food was brought in, it was placed beyond my physical reach. Comments were made that it looked like I didn't want to eat. I said I did. The food was taken away."

Regardless of what my personal opinions are of Joe Francis, he is considered innocent till proven guilty. I don't see this point of law being mentioned in either of these two interviews. Joe Francis puts it in a nutshell ..."They have the ability to charge you and take away your freedom and your life. I just can't believe it. I just, like, every; it went against everything I have been taught my whole life, everything." Why do I say keep vigilant? This is why.


November 7, 2007

Just finished reading an excellent article: Zombie Nation I always find it refreshing and reassuring to find other people writing about the same thoughts I have been inclined to ponder. I tend to rant, rave, and generally run amok. Professionals have the sense to rant in a manner that still demonstrates sensibilities. This Blog is not a newspaper, so I will continue to write in the style I have characterized as Gonzo/Hersh. I have to confess, I too have been greatly affected by the current state of the NeoConservative dominated world I am forced to survive in. Instead of creating a space I can find peace in, and possibly peace for others, I have found I am emotionally paralyzed. I have given up hope that I will escape this financial hell, this spiritual dead zone I have woken up to. I have been asleep. I don't know how it happened, but it did. I shut down. Maybe this was a survival mechanism. My emotional "comfort level" overloaded, and I just quit caring. The Neo conservative agenda is part of it, but there are other contributing factors as to why I am not living the life I am capable of. This article helped me see myself within the context described. I am doing my best to forge ahead, and create my Destiny. My Destiny is an agenda that should have no bearing on the physical and emotional chaos griping the world psyche. I have to reinvent myself. I have the potential to be self sufficient. I know what I have to do.


November 4, 2007

Was looking at this article; can't remember what subject matter drew me to it. A point made was the Internet makes information available. This is a good thing. A draw back is this; the human brain can not assimilate all of it. The sheer scope and depth of this information is indeed mind boggling. Even if you were to pick ONE subject to study, you probably will never know ALL the subject matter related to that one field. I can understand why people choose to specialize in a certain discipline. Experts in a discipline of knowledge need individuals who further specialize and narrow their focus on specific areas of knowledge within that discipline. Specialist are sought after and well paid. They are respected. I never specialized in anything. I have always been a gestalt type. I tend to see the world as a unified whole. At this point in my life, I think it is wise to narrow my scope of study. I can not read all the books I have collected. I have 5 Gigabytes of information! I have books on the occult, history, politics, music, philosophy, science fiction, UFO's, NWO, conspiracy theory, religion, science, martial arts, military science, etc. I have decided to focus on two areas; Music and Military Science. These two disciplines alone will keep me occupied for the remainder of my life. They encompass the physical and mental exercise; mind and body. And, I can not stop reading and focusing on the Spiritual side of my nature. The study of music will include the bass guitar, the keyboards, and Musical/Acoustic Theory. I will learn how to create music using my computer; Madtracker - keyboard - synthesizers. The study of Military Science is a huge area. Along the path of study, I will specialize and narrow my focus on acquiring special skills or knowledge within these disciplines. Eventually, I fore see development of a professional life that encompasses these two areas of knowledge that will provide me with a manner of financially supporting myself. I would like to have enough money to live on, and start growing mushrooms in an artificial environment. The notion of producing a renewable resource that has monetary value has always interested me. I will write and publish articles/books. A foundation of will is all that is required. I am beginning to find myself. I know I have been lost. I have been emotionally paralyzed. I've had enough of this shit.


November 3, 2007

"If only there were evil people somewhere insidiously committing evil deeds and it were necessary only to separate them from the rest of us and destroy them. But the line dividing good and evil cuts through the heart of every human being. And who is willing to destroy a piece of his own heart?" Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn

I like this quote. It doesn't pertain to any particular thoughts I am having at the present moment, but I like it. I have been exploring a school of thought called Transhumanism. It is a fascinating subject. I am so impressed with it, that I have added links to organizations you can go to and read about the latest developments. The links can be found on the main home page - ©webstonne. These aren't crap organizations or links. I strive to provide the cream of the crop, and I deliver.

I have three days off. I will practice my bass, stretch, exercise, breath fresh air, and clear my mind. I have come to this conclusion. I have to reboot. Time to strip the hard drive clean (emotionally) and create a reality I can function within. This creation from virtual reality (vision) to physical reality (three dimensional representation) is the only concern I have. The political insanity of global hegemony is a reality I have no choice but to live in. In the meantime, I will forge my Destiny (personal agenda). This is the Big Picture.


November 1, 2007

I had a revealing dream last night. I used to remember my dreams consistently, but lately I forget them when I wake up. Not the case last night. I was surrounded by tornadoes. I managed to get into my van and drive to safely. A horde of humanity was running away blindly in a sea of indistinguishable forms. I ended up in a large room heavily decorated in wood. It was impressive. I felt bad that I had scratched the floor, but the owner said not to worry about it. I had no idea where I was or how I ended up there. As I arose from sleep, I felt at peace. I don't know why, but I do. I am not going to question it. I feel a sense of relief. I feel comfortable with the plans I have. What I do from here on out, I do for myself. The first thing on my long overdue agenda is to put the past behind me once and for all. This will accelerate the healing process. I can't accomplish jack shit if I am bleeding all over the place. Sitting here at the computer typing, I understand the meaning of the dream. Dreams were an important tool in my past. This positive aspect appears to have reemerged into my subconscious. This is a good sign that I am finally on the right track. I can't afford to get lost again.

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