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I’ve been trying to apply for the visa and they’ve been throwing shade on me since I began. They’re “not supposed to say anything like this, but to be accepted you must have the equivalent of a local’s salary multiplied by the months you intend to stay.” Are you freaking kidding me?

Preparing for the VOILIER TRIP

This is a pile of bathing suits I’ve collected and one big floppy hat! 

I spent weeks preparing to see the french consulate with all my paperwork in order, but when I arrived they rejected me and sent me home. The woman told me I needed proof of residency in California and my bank statements were inadequate. So I’m homeless and poor. That’s the reality of my life, but it shouldn’t mean that I can’t hang out in a French territory for a few months. Come on. I’m self sufficient. I still buy lots of food, music, sundresses, and wine. 

Yesterday I got in the car at 6 am to drive to DC for my 11am appointment. It’s only 100 miles but I was super anxious and nervous about traffic which was predictably terrible. I put 1000 quarters into the parking meter. I hadn’t filled out the part of the form about “employer” yet. I needed a black pen and only had blue ones. I found somebody with a black pen. Then I misplaced one copy of the most important application form (I had made at least 4 of everything as required by the website). I was amazingly lucky that the first person I asked where a copy machine was offered to take it in his office to copy it. Later I was shocked and upset to find that the office only ended up accepting two copies.

When I entered the visa office, the frenchman was curt to everyone. I was obviously an anxious wreck. The frenchman says, “whoa, don’t hurt yourself!” when he called me up. Before I even arrived fully at the window, “I need you to prove you have money, the more money the better.” So that was a great start. 

The website clearly states to include a notarized letter from a financial sponsor and bank records. I had both. The frenchman asked me who this person was. I asserted that it was my sponsor. The frenchman became frustrated and told me that it was not me. So why would I bother with this. He took my bank statements with my $10,000 line of credit and scolded me that it was a line of credit, not actual money in my account. He took one single copy anyway.

I had repaid for extra sets of passport photos because the website said I needed five and I only had two. So I got them retaken with my hairline showing. He only took two. He only took two, and sometimes only one of each of my forms in the entire paperwork packet. Some forms he didn’t accept at all, even though they were clearly requested on the DC French consulate website for the long term visa I was applying for. There was at least 4 documents he requested that I had never heard of before. I wrote a letter or memorandum of intent and itinerary on the spot which I guess they request from all people upon arrival because of this sign posted that says that if you don’t have one to grab a white sheet of paper and a pen…..when they could just UPDATE their frigging website. He requested a pay stub from me. I told him I do not have one of those. He said just to send one in from anytime in the past 90 days and he moved on to asking me something else absurd.

He asked me for documentation of the boats parking. A) The boat will not be docked B) even if or when it is anchored for short periods of time, there is no document for that.  C) even if there is, there is no way to obtain it 2 months before the boat even comes close to a Polynesian island. It would be drafted upon boat registration, which can only occur once the boat is there. When I asked how it’s possible to obtain such documentation, he retorted something sarcastic to the effect of, “well, you must park the boat somewhere.” That’s real good information coming from a man who probably hasn’t seen a sunset over the ocean since he started working in the bureaucratic traffic congested hell of Washington DC.

He took my passport and didn’t provide me with any receipt that he was stealing it. I was prepared for this. I had a self-addressed, USPS envelope covered in so much postage (just to be sure) to include in my file so they could send me my passport back without me needing to make another trip to the consulate. The Frenchmen spit. He showed me a special, USPS express mail overnight envelope and asserted that it was the only acceptable envelope. If I didn’t want to drive back to DC to pick up my passport, then I must leave the embassy, go to a United States Post Office (NOT ups or fedex), and obtain this $20 overnight prepaid envelope. He gave me a shitty map. 

I may or may not have bumped a Cadillac SUV when I got stuck in the ice outside the post office. 

I put another 500 quarters into another parking meter. I re-enterend the embassy. I gave him the USPS envelope. He looked at me as though he was wondering why I was still standing there. He basically told me to leave. I did, and then I returned. I asked him to please accept these forms (the boat form and my police clearance) to add to my file, and he reluctantly did.

It makes me feel like they completely do not care. It is my understanding that they will simply be mailing my file to the French consulate in French Polynesia so I’m very apprehensive that the file will arrive incomplete somehow and it will be ME the bureaucrats will blame for not turning in all the required forms when it is the DC Embassy that fucked it up. Another thing- it is un accepted to file for a visa any earlier than 3 WEEKS before departure for your trip, but they make you sign a form acknowledging that it takes up to 3 MONTHS to process the visa application. That’s right, my PASSPORT could be in their hands until MAY. 

The whole thing is so frustrating. I will sail the boat to French Polynesia regardless. I will have to, but I needed to try to make things legit sooner rather than later. 

I didn’t make it home until 6:30 making it a whole 7.5 hours I laid to waste in traffic listening to the freaking radio. Marijuana became legal in DC as of midnight, so as much as I feel sorry for the folks who live and work in that hellish way, I’m happy for them that at least now, they can semi-legally do it stoned.

“Every normal man must be tempted, at times, to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag, and begin slitting throats.” -HL Mencken

Ching Shih, greatest pirate in history, commander of over 1500 ships and 80,000 sailors

She got married to an already successful pirate, Zheng Yi, and took over when he died. She was crazy strict to keep an iron fist over her fleet of pirates, and the punishments for stepping out of line were brutal. If you stole or looted from a town that provided assistance or tribute to the pirate fleet, Ching would chop your fucking head off with a battle axe and dump your lifeless body in the ocean. If you stole from the pirate treasury, or she thought you were stealing from the pirate treasury, Ching would chop your fucking head off dump your lifeless body in the ocean. Raping any captured female prisoners was punishable by immediate death. Fuck, if you had consensual sex while on duty you got your head chopped off and the woman was chucked off the boat no matter where they were at. Ching wasn’t fucking around, and she wanted to make damn sure you weren’t fucking around when you should have been working.
Two years after she took over, she got so notorious for ransacking towns and taking taxes on them that she pissed off the entire Chinese government, and sent out a massive fleet to bring her in line. Most pirates probably would’ve said this was out of their pay grade and taken off to hide out or ransack some other country.
Ching Shih said fuck that.
She not only faced them head on, she wiped the floor with them, killing hundreds and capturing sixty-something ships from the Imperial Fleet. Prisoners were given the choice of joining up or being executed on the spot. The Admiral of the Chinese navy, Kwo Lang, was so afraid of being captured by her or going back to admit he’d been beaten by her that he committed suicide.
For the next two years, Ching Shih not only kept on pirating, she fought off Chinese forces as well as Dutch and British warships that the navy called in to help. Finally the government gave up and offered her amnesty as well as amnesty for her then SEVENTEEN THOUSAND crewman. Ching Shih got to keep all her plunder, so she retired to the countryside where she opened up a brothel/gambling house and lived until she was 69.

How to start your day

Before you get too caught up in what it is that you have to do in a given day, allow yourselves to get the first priority in place for your existence. Set aside what it is that needs to be done or that you simply want to get done, and focus on what it is you want to vibrate. You might even want to put this into your calendars. Why is it so important for you to decide? Because if you do not decide what it is that you want to vibrate in a given day, then someone or something or some force is going to decide for you.

It is part of the process of your evolution to operate in this way, and it is also a part of your manifestation process. So we don’t want you to think about what it is that you want and then base what vibration you choose in order to attract that which you have decided you want. But instead, we are asking you very simply, what is it that you want to emanate? What is it that you want to hold in your being-ness throughout the day? It will have an effect on your manifestations, but more importantly it will dictate how it is that you receive that which comes to you.

All of you have some experiences left to have before you shift into fifth-dimensional beings. And so, given that you will have certain experiences that you signed up for before you incarnated, why not decide how you are going to experience those events by choosing what it is that you would like to put forth into the world no matter what is happening?

Begin this process gently. Do not expect that you will be able to hold your frequency for an entire twenty-four hour period. But let this beginning of the day process be the way that you remind yourselves that you are in fact the ones who are deciding what it is you vibrate and give yourselves that beautiful experience of consciously choosing and then watching what unfolds as a result.

Have a wonderful time with this, because your approach to it is also going to affect what it is that you manifest and how it is you are responding to experiences. We want you to create from that place of wanting to be the vibration, rather than wanting to affect everything else with it. And if you take that approach, there is no possible way that you can get it wrong.

Wherever there is fear, there is an opportunity for love

Witnessing yourselves in competition with another, you can see what you are afraid of. If you are competing with another to prove to yourself that you are better, or at the very least good, then you can know that the fear that is driving you is a fear that you are not. When you see yourself in comparison to another, and you are certain that the other is better than you in some way, you confirm your fears.

So there may be teachers that you have heard of who would tell you never to compare or compete. But we would say that if you are comparing and competing with others, at the very least use the experience to shine a light on one of your fears. You may not believe that it is valuable to experience fear or to be aware of that which you are afraid.

But we want you to know that in order for you to shine more of your light and your Love on those aspects of yourselves that feel afraid, it can be a very good idea to root out those fears in the first place. Everything serves you in some way, and competition and comparison are no exception to that rule.

We like seeing you bring more of who you are out when you are competing with one another, and we see the value in that. We also know that comparison can lead to appreciation for someone else and for yourselves. And we know that when you are driven to compete and compare, it is usually coming from a place of feeling lack. And we want you to know that wherever there is lack, there is an opportunity for Love.

Messages I’ll never send part 2

Yeah…See, I love you ****. I want to love you madly. I’ve felt feelings that I’ve never felt for anyone before. I am crazy in love with ****. I’m willing to take the blame for things being so downright awful… But at the same time, I still can’t stand that bitch. I won’t apologize for something I’m not sorry for.