How to Do It

How to do it... get your mind out of the gutter, I'm talking about being an online activist, you doorbell
There are many ways. And every bit helps, general conversation included. So I was minding my own business...

when it happened. And, yes, I suspected it would, but, understand I've already been through hell and I was trying to enjoy the rest of my life. The financial crash of 2008 hit and seemed to make everyone around me suddenly open their eyes, which I found semi-funny. People enjoy sleeping. I had so many problems during my whole life sleeping and staying asleep that now I was trying it out and actually having a few triumphs but was getting it interrupted now by others who were finally waking up and not liking it either. The conversations were hilarious.

So, I had already created this one youtube channel. The IT channel, for experimentation and mostly fun. But, then things got serious and I used the channel and created more channels to further serious conversation. I made lots of friends from strangers in strange lands. communicated with like minded people and caught up with old friends and tried to inform and educate close family and friends. Would you believe, it was harder to be on the same level with friends and family? It seemed those on my same mental level were thousands of miles away. Oh well.

http://www.youtube.com/user/Teezvid At the time, I also had a channel on Revver, but that got dumped because they went out of business and I was segregating my material between channels based on content, relevancy and colors and themes, so all these revver videos never made it back to the internet, because my life got disrupted and I couldn't get them back online. Besides the conversation had become much more serious now and I was following it more than trying to be part of it.

I had started my first blog in 2005, also experimental as I was watching the technology improve http://reckless-endangerment.blogspot.com/

I'm now lost in the shuffle of criminal and banking and business law attorneys with blogs with the same name. It would be hard for you to find me. But, at the time, I thought I was doing something novel and still wanted my privacy. So it was a creative writing experiment, mostly. I was learning to code, the hard way, by teaching myself at home from advice and examples from other peoples blogs. It was then I also discovered how much worth while information was out there in the blogesphere, which sadly no one around me seemed to be using. They were all still moving at a snails pace to the business as usual tune.

Instead of trying to detail every action I took, I will just list all the online material I can recall :

Youtube Channels

IT aka TEEZVID (music videos, tzm support, experimental video) has a blogger blog (see below)

Twig Snap Butt Crack, (reluctant, animated sex object, tzm support, ows support)had a long winded wordpress site and blog known as The Terrible TwigSnapButtCrack, no longer in existence, now just a blogger blog of stuff I could recover from the way back machine)

(Soundcloud channel)

(live ustream experimentation , link below)

DrQandtheGang aka The Pond or Jungle Boggie (live stream experimentation, pond creatures, animal life, tzm support)my current constant google profile as M Zero.

TZMArizona (tzm support, tvp support, recorded debates, skype interviews and promotions)

Zdancemobz, creative idea for Z Day event, (I got crazy one day with my small webcam, a webcam program called "webcammax" and recorded a bunch of promos for this idea, and had to create a new channel for it, even gave Twigsnap Buttcrack a feature there



BLOGS

TEEZ Video Travels (blog that goes with the IT channel)
Tucumcari Observer
Kingman Crazy Horse
You'vegottobekiddingme
Pajama Bandits
DanceMobz for Change
Mother Zero
Pond J. Boogie generally, I have many blogs on blogger because they are easy to post videos on and write for in a hurry and I can have as many titles as I want to spread awareness and education in many places, not just one. Being cripple does not mean that I have to be stationary or think stationary. On any day I can share as many videos as I want on all of my blogs if I want. I can link my blogs to other blogs or share them on facebook or twitter or tumbler or google, in as many ways as I like. But, so can you.

Live USTREAM
Jungle Boogie (live stream)or The Pond
Twig Snap Butt Crack Tick Talk Live

Scripts
Lucretia's Cat
The Basket Case

Soundcloud Channel
TwigSnapButtCrack Latest sounds by Twigsnapbuttcrack

The Last Road Run (slurpee)

I am so tired and uncomfortable and dammit if I don't have a fine bed to sleep in anymore. I wish to be free of all these attachments. Or do I?

The attachments I might want seem to be risks that hold me back. The attachments I don't want, I cannot get rid of. My ass is like a led weight. My ankles keep popping in and out. My back feels like it has a shark's tooth sticking out of it. I can't even take a freaking shower in this hell hole. Somebody get me the fuck out of here before I scream. New York was ice cold and I found that my friend was really my worst enemy, so I decided to leave. It wasn't that we couldn't relate, it's that we wouldn't relate. I couldn't get her out of her mess so she wasn't about to create any kind of an escape for me. We would both have to fend for ourselves and that's fine, after all. We were both injured beyond belief, but eventually would become stronger. Maybe. At least I was going to try. I don't know whatever the hell she was going to do. At that point I didn't care much. But, now I had to back track. Back to Chicago, which I was not looking so forward to. Occupy was where I wanted to be anyway.

Without Occupy there would be no way to balance the anger and fatigue.

The Lions in Rome

The suckiness that I have seen in my lifetime is pretty incredible. The trouble is, it's too common and either people ignore it, find something else to do to look away from it or blame it on someone else. That works out pretty good for those who are really in charge.

Where should I start this time...

Anywhere will do because almost any place I start leads me to a tale of woe, or whoa... A wise man once said, "This shit has got to go." I can surely second and third that.

Let's see...I spoke to my mother today and she hates to talk to me sometimes because it messes her life up and tears her up inside to know that one of her daughters is in so much pain and she cannot get to me. ALL part of the plan to divide and conquer though. People wait too long to do anything right, including me, so don't think I'm placing blame on her, whatever she thinks is right is right for her. Whatever you think is right is right for you and whatever I think is right is right for me. Right?

I thought it was right to leave my lying alcoholic boyfriend in the spring of 2008, because I saw the storm clouds coming and I thought, I must free myself from his fuckedupedness. He begged and pleaded with me, told me I was safe there. I laughed intill I cried. No one is safe, especially not with you, because you will drink your last dime and tell me everything is fine. And when it's all gone you will forget how to even smile. Believe me, I agonized about it for too long before I silently packed and planned my break out and went where ever the wind took me. Which wasn't far and into the hands of another alcoholic that had many of the same traits as he did.

Three o'clock, on the dot, open that bottle of booze and slap that grin on. Turn on the tellie and numb away the hours, repeating yourself over and over and over again. But, I wouldn't drink with her and play dress up, didn't follow along with the same politics. I spoke my mind once too many and soon she requested that I move. She made up some excuse, doesn't matter what it was, I knew it was because she decided she didn't like me. But, being a refugee is being ripe for the lions in Rome. You have no rights. You are worthless and deserve nothing because you do not have your own home.