Update: I’ve been on rooves clearing gutters – I always knew I’d make in to ‘high society’. (A Blog Post)

by Anton Martin Smith Antonmartinsmithwrites@gmail.com or Martinantonsmith@gmail.com (I use this one most)

Yes we came up from the gutters…and the wrong side of the Tracks – Lemmy Kilmister

I’ve been on rooves clearing out leaves from gutters. This is one of the tasks I do to make some money in my day job. I’ve done 2 rooves in 2 days. Wealthy folk with big houses where if your ladder falls your in for a trip to the ER. this week I got ‘lucky’ – I got 6 out of 7 days booked with jobs. This little business keeps me mentally healthy, fit and allows me to do fun things like work on this creative site. Yes it is the ‘day job’ although since I’m self employed it’s a bit more than that. In theory it could ‘take off’.

But of course – theoretically I’d rather have my writing take off. If I was really smart I’d ramp up my advertising and employ some sucker to do all the work and I would write all day and try to get things published. That would be pretty wild to do that. I wonder if it would be easier than it seems.

Sometimes I think about the ability to make money. I think growing up poor gives you some good and bad programming. On the good side you can learn to live frugally – because you had to growing up. I think that ability stays with you for life. in business that’s a ‘cost side benefit’. But on the negative side – I think growing up poor makes you think that having a lot of money is some kind of ‘mystical thing that’s not for us because we are poor’. In business that would perhaps be called ‘revenue atrophy problem’.

You see in business you got to go out and get sales, then you get money. The poor programming doesn’t see this reality. In my business I have to go out and make sales – so I have broken that old cycle BUT I don’t think I have broken it enough YET. You see I don’t really push sales – I tend to ‘go after’ them with the pressure of a low bank balance. If I was truly over my childhood no money upbringing of thinking ‘money was a mystical thing we don’t see’ I’d push myself to make more sales.

Oh well I have time to improve in this life on many things & this is one of them. The good thing is when I make a sale I am truly helping someone, clean their driveway or take leaves from the gutters, mow lawns, fix a fence etc. This is good as I don’t need to feel I’m a ‘corporate sell out’ who is (for example) selling overpriced insurance to people that don’t need it etc.

In other news we are heading into winter here in South Island NZ. It gets freeezing here – which is great for reading and writing so YAY WINTER.

On the writing front I am editing my new novella which I am worried is too boring – I’m wondering if the main character needs to do something wild. But I’m also thinking I’ve never done a story where nothing much happens, so perhaps this could be a test case. It does have a lot of underlying existential philosophy in it, so I’m hoping this will be the thing that makes people like it. It’s about a guy that lives in the higher plain of the ‘holographic world’ and is having one of his regular jaunts as a physical being on a planet as a joe schmoe. In this case the joe schmoe is a High School principal who is a functional alcoholic that travels to the neighboring town to get drunk at the pubs. This happens a lot I think with the ‘teacher’ set.

For the record I don’t like teachers much (and at root it’s because they live in an cloistered Marxist intellectual fishbowl) but let’s not get into it NB(people always pretend teachers are ‘great’ yet everyone agrees the good teachers they had were few and far between). And yes there are always that 10-20% V. Good to Great Teachers – I won’t be so mean spirited to deny that truth. The good ones must suffer their colleagues with grace no doubt.

Anyway these were just some quick thoughts.

happy creativity everyone and thanks for reading and liking my stuff – especially the guys who do it regularly – I really appreciate it!

Now it’s time for me to have a beer (I have 2 a night and it’s a fantastic tonic).

‘May all your gutters be clean’.

We who grew up poor may have (As Lemmy said) ‘come up from the gutters…’ but I will add this to that line

…that doesn’t mean we can’t bloom be be a giant sunflower that somehow crawled out of a deep crack in the concrete after having finally seen the light of the eternal supernova

p.s. My DM’s are open (email me an idea or comment)

Anton Martin Smith

“The Wise Man Is just a Smart Man Who Does”(A Poem)

by Martin Anton Smith

The smart person who chooses to not use their smarts,

Must logically be *much* worse that the dumb person who *can’t do*.

Much much worse than the dumb person who *tries to do* yet fails;

And *infinitely worse* than the dumb person that does, in fact, *do*.

There are far more smart people that *don’t do* than dumb people that *do do*.

Smart people who *don’t do* seem to think they have an a-priori greatness,

As if their ‘real self’ is alive in some kind of a parallel Platonic-like-universe,

Where great thoughts & ideas are the only game in town

But really, here on Earth – they are by any practical definition,

The dumbest people around.

Someone with an IQ of 120 or more should not forever be cleaning out chicken coops,

& having no real impact on anyone or anything…..

I blame the ‘Quad-um-virate’ of Universities, Corporatism, Politicians, & the Thinktank elitists –

They have installed this mindset in the people via their deft duplicitous chicanery,

For this ‘Quad-um-virate’ likes to build up social hierarchies in people’s minds –

& How can a Uni student ever mix it with Einstein, Tolstoy, Jobs & Woz, Dirac, Crick & Watson & JFK etc?

They like to ignore the fact that people usually succeed through trial & error, obstinacy & just turning up.

The obscure the fact that doing anything is ultimately just a process & is available to anyone.

But why would the knowledge gatekeepers do this?

They do this because they must keep only a small % of people ‘succeeding’ –

They must vigilantly police who gets to the upper part of the pyrimid –

They can’t let everyone succeed on merit or by access to ungated resources –

For how else could you fleece the last remaining few shekels?

Yes The shekels of the great billions running on the hamster wheels –

A few small dollars stolen off the great 8 Billion strong majority adds up very nicely,

When it is shared to the few tens of thousands the apex levels of the pyrimid scheme.

But you must convince them that they can’t do.

& This is why I say it is so bad when a smart person knows this & still enslaves themselves.

The others have an excuse.

The smart do not.

Did not the ex-Roman Jew-prosecutor-turned-Christian Paul say this:

“Do not make yourself a slave unto man”?

These are wise words.

Also, Bukowski the drunk poet said something similar:

“If you know & don’t do you have attics & dark halls in your mind to walk up & down in & wonder about”.

I am convinced that if you took the millions of smart people who let themselves be brainwashed to ‘not to do’ –

by some Machiavellian character in higher education or some villainous corporatised entity,

They’d spontaneously do the great works on this Earth they were meant to do.

Someday, someone or something will make this all happen.

For it is the greatest swindlers tragedy to be on this beautiful pale blue dot life support system,

Which has bountiful food & the only barriers to movement are the geographic gates:

Mountains, Rivers, Seas, Deserts.

Yes – it’s amazing that even one man was ever fooled into seeing these false & invisible barriers –

Yet the entire times of mankind suggests it was entirely normal.

Yes, all of Earths entire generations have seen this elongated swindle we now call History.

History’s litany of records of the invisible barriers has never been real truth –

it just proves & documents that ‘the swindle’ has been effective for too long.

For a swindle is still a swindle no matter how long it is plied for.

A smart man that finds his voice & so ‘does’ is known by a better name:

A ‘Wise Man’.

The ‘Wise Man’s’ function is to show people the Truth of what is really happening.

Hazaar to the Wise Men!

Rare in modern times – but not yet extinct – maybe they can still save us….

….If only they’d finally find their voices soon…..

…..For there must be a few million of them at least….

For isn’t the ‘Wise Man’ just a ‘Smart Man Who Does”?

“Soldier Shares in WW3″ (A Poem)

By Martin Anton Smith Feb 12 2022

At Forty-Three, I Got The Nod,

From Couch Blob to World War Three.

Now I’m Half Starving And almost Dead!

But I Haven’t Even Left Yet!

Now There’s a Constant Ringing In My Head.

Coz That Bullet Came From ‘Direction Z’.

But Don’t Despair, My Fellow Bean,

If The War Continues ’til After Tea,

My Share’s Go up 2000 per cent!

Lo and Behold! I’ll Upgrade From The Trench,

To A Raincoat – And Then,

To a Glamorous, High Ceiling Tent!

But If The Enemy Surrenders,

This Great War Will End,

And My Share’s Will Tank!

I’ll Be Skint, Flat Broke – Outa Bread!

But Never-mind Dear Chap,

I Messaged The Other Side,

And Asked Them Politely,

To Keep Up the Fighting.

So Not To Sell Us Short!

For In The Madness of 21st Century War,

Having No Money or Stocks,

Is Universally Agreed Upon As

a Fate Far Worse Than Death.

P.s. The Glorious Soldier Outlasted The War,

And Basks In the Sun Outside His Mansion,

In the Cayman Islands.

And Now Writes His Glorius Memoirs,

Of Trading Stocks,

Amid Whizzing Bullets,

Going Past His Ears,

In the Trenches,

On A “Smartphone”

At “The Front”.