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Potential To Change The World


There is a lot of potential in life. Everyone has some for something. The question is if we make use of our potential? A lot of people get comfortable, and want to live like warm bodies with clean faces. Anything that requires something new is considered to be too difficult.

Yet, we have this potential. It’s something, it really is. There are a few factors that play into these things, I want to talk about them with you.

To be effective is a goal a lot of people have. Being effective depends on a few factors. Some of them include how good looking you are, how well you speak, and people’s willingness to follow you into the heat.

Being successful may depend upon how much potential you have, how effective you are, and how well you can execute your plans. So there are at least three factors that play a role in the process.

Leverage The Factors

Therefore, how can a person leverage the factors in their favor? There has to be some way to make a difference in the world that has the positive effects that we need to see happen. Because life is short, we have a limited amount of time…

We need less glory and more true leaders in our world. Seems everyone is looking to the next paycheck, missing the point entirely.

I’ve found, few will listen. Even fewer will spend the time to find out more. It is a sad state of affairs in this world these days. My need and instinct says that I need to find people that will help. Because, we have to make the world a better place to live. Before it is too late to loath ourselves. The world has some problems. A lot of can still be changed. We can make a difference.

To be effective. To bring forth change. It is a slow process, but one that doesn’t have to be painful. If people start thinking again, start talking again, maybe someone will listen?

So Many Miles To Go

Life has to get better. We need a better world, and a better life for everyone. So how can someone help? The changes have to take place in our homes, and when we are in the world.

It seems we can not leave things the way they are. Because that would be to invite disaster. Really we need to see the events from the past, and reverse engineer the future based on what has already happened thus far. Everything could be predicted with accuracy.

Therefore, we need to head disaster off at the pass, before it is too late.

Written by Christopher, you can see my website here: ctopher

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Generation X

What Time Is It?

Hey folks, I know it’s been a few weeks since I connected with you and actually wrote something. It’s been a few weeks because I have been doing my due diligence on working on my website. That however isn’t the only thing that I have been doing. Today I’m going to talk about Generation X, and what it needs to do.

In my downtime when not writing or writing web pages, I have been thinking about meaning in my life. A few of the most basic and simple observations are easy to bring out and highlight, however a few will require more explanation.

My generation is one that has seen some tough times. We have grown up with parents that were total control freaks or maybe didn’t care at all? This problem hasn’t gotten better with the generations that followed. It seems my Generation has been taught a lesson, we have been getting an education in the school of hard knoxs.

We had pretty good times when we were kids and didn’t take life too seriously. Maybe that is where we went wrong. We didn’t see what they were trying to do. Now we seem to be the lost generation that doesn’t connect, doesn’t have meaningful relationships, and doesn’t stop to say hello anymore.

What Day Is It?

It seems that the simple courtesies in life were too much and that greasing the wheels we’re for old people and those that were squares. In the here and now, we see that those simple pleasantries were there to keep life functioning at a tolerable level. Because without them life degenerates into something that is lonely and isolated.

Speaking of connection. One of the very things that makes life more livable is having a connection with our fellow beings. This doesn’t always mean that having thousands of connections is better. It does mean that having some connections that keep you feeling grounded in life are present.

People today have become so stiff necked that they don’t want to grease the wheels anymore. They don’t want that connection. And they are so anxiety ridden, depressed, and isolated that they wouldn’t know how to do if they wanted to.

It seems my generation is the results of what “The Who” talked about in the album “Tommy”, because they all want us to believe we didn’t see it, didn’t hear it, and wasn’t there.

It seems they have tried to silence and entire generation of people that were present and had something of value. Only to be discarded by the older generation and ignored by them. The generations that followed left us behind to die.

Did You Really Sleep That Long?

It’s time to build some new connections. The points are to get a group of people together in like minded ideas. When our generations was growing up this was met by religious diligence and being with those that were supposed to be safe for us.

Today looking around at the people I like, those I know and the people that have left me for dead. It seems that the creative people are the most kind. There should be some way to get like minded people together and make some real connections in life.

It’s about not flying to high, or too low. But staying in the middle airspace and flying where everyone can keep an equilibrium. We have to develop the skills, soar for a while and then return to the middle air space. Fly too high for too long and you get shot down. Fly too low for too long and life beats the shit out of you. But a lot of us have to rise some to keep the rest of the group happy. Too many are flying too low and no one is able to rise as a group.

We don’t want the whole generation to crash and burn, we want to progress as a whole. This means we have to make life better for everyone. If anyone can change this, it’s us. By what we do today, who we influence today. And the mark we leave behind for future generations.

Wake Up!

The problems seems to be some people don’t want us to do better. They believe that we should remain silenced, and keep our mouths shut about the problems. The problem with not thinking is that you can be taught to accept anything as being good. You don’t want to believe that being kicked in the head is right do you?

Therefore, start thinking. Use it or loose it. They have tried to do some pretty underhanded crap to us as a whole. They have divided us, kept us from grouping together. Then they made us stupid in the process. Even now, I’m wearing a lemon hat to have the brain power to write this blog post.

Wake up. Look around. The generations that are coming have problems they can not fix. They are going to need the help of Generation X and everyone’s help. The real question might be: “Are we going to be willing to help them make it better when they have shit on us?”

It’s got to get better, this world is our home, it’s not a house, it’s a home. Although, it may be a temporary home, but it’s a home all the same. And that means that we have to be able to live. We all have to make ends meet.

Have A Care!

Because, the older generations don’t give a shit about Generation X, or the world they leave behind. The new generations are so stung out that they won’t put two thoughts together. They are fortunate if they think a though through to completion.

Therefore, they need our help. This generation has the ability to change it. Get together, work together, and make team work a goal. Otherwise you’re going to be ghouls.

Get it, Got it, Good! Generation X needs to get busy!! Right Quick!

Written by Christopher Thomas, Founder of MyDigitalChaos.

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Cookie Cutter Aspects

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When photographing a subject, the perspective is everything. So I have spent the last twenty-five years photographing my mind to come to some very important conclusions.

There are things in today’s cookie cutter society that makes everyone a lot alike. There are small differences like which college you went to, or what team you root for on Sundays. But those things are still the product of a cookie cutter thinking.

So I would like to ask the question about what sets us apart? What do I have that makes me stand out more than anyone else or makes me special? I’m the product of a cookie cutter society, so what kind of cookie am I?

Am I round and soft? Am I square and tasteless? Do I have chocolate chips with nuts or just ice caking on the top layer? What sets people apart in today’s cookie cutter world of boxes, squares, and nerds?

Chess Groups or Nerd Groups

You could say that I play chess, but not well. So does that mean I don’t fit in with the chess club? Maybe I excel at irrational thoughts that produce uniformity from chaos?

In today’s world everyone is trying to stand out. But they all fit together. Everyone is the product of a cookie cutter world. So how do they group us together? What makes us stand out or keeps us from being normal? When we are normal what keeps us from being exceptional? Do we need what makes average people exceptional?

Then the question is can you make cookie cutters that make exceptional people? So in todays society why isn’t everyone an exceptional cookie? What’s broken that we don’t have perfect cookies?

This line of reasoning started when I asked someone why I’m still alone and don’t have a girlfriend and don’t have any friends and don’t have anyone to talk with on an ongoing basis.

Some would think that if your not exceptional, your below standard. Oh well a bad cookie; we don’t want to eat that one. But then the cookie feels left out and rejected, and that hurts.

So what really makes people stand out? There are a few things that come to mind. The first is quality. A well balanced and reasonable person that understands as much as humanly possible without being a database of random facts. Some cookie cutters only make Brenda’s and Sams. But how many people want a custom avatar?


A lot of people have taken the body they could get. What about the future when we can have custom avatars? Beyond mods like piercings and tattoos, I’m talking really pro designed custom bodies. Built to speck and made to order.

Still it’s cookie cutters. So what makes someone stand out or sets people apart form others. I look at politicians hair cuts, they have pretty old fashioned barbers that look like people from a hundred years ago. Have we failed to advance as a society in a world of cookie cutters? maybe.

When our clothes are cookies. And our cars are boxes from cookies. Our houses are boxes of cookies. These animal crackers are driving people at large mad.

Mad Cookies

They make boxes to keep your mind in a box to in the end put you in a box and bury you. So what’s the deal? Is anyone awake or listening? Is anyone reading? What are people living like these days. I know how I’m living and I would call it a living death. How are you living better than me?

What are any of us? Do you know what makes you stand out? How are you from what sets you apart from a Brad or Jane? Quality. Performance. Courage. But those things can be from cookie cutters? So how does someone that’s been through a cookie cutter come out different?

What are we? Are humans just forms of AI bots that come from a factory? Are we defined by our entertainment or the job we have? What makes us special? Maybe I only like cookies from the bakery, and some people like store bought cookies?

So what? Who cares? That’s what sets us apart. People that care.


Photo Credit: Photo by Vita Marija Murenaite on Unsplash

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The Ultimate Selfie

The Ultimate

It’s the year twenty eighteen. The world is in chaos, people aren’t able to make ends meet, they can not agree on what to eat for supper much less who should be president. Everyone is an expert, which basically means that everyone has reduced all the possibilities to such a narrow ledge they are all about to fall off a cliff and never question why.

Everyone wants equal rights, without equal work or effort. everyone wants to be special without actually being special. Everyone is so sensitive that a cross look and someone might kill themselves.

I would like to put a stop to this madness. I would like the whole fucking farce to end. I want it to end like a long drop with a sudden stop. My favorite fashion designer killed herself today, leaving a note. What about the rest of us? We’re left here to try and make the world a better place and pick up the pieces in ways that no one will understand.

Please Use Your Brain

Most of these people that rely upon government, or religion, or some other crutch of booze and drugs are but children. Like very spoiled bratty children that are all control freaks and want everyone to address them as queen bee.

Most of them couldn’t do half of what I have in the last twenty years and still be breathing with a pulse. You know everyone hates narcissists, they don’t really know why, but i do.. most of them are destructive and only care about themselves, using cruel methods of lies and false flattery to gain temporary gains that will wear out in two weeks and fall flat only to prey upon another victim with just as cruel tactics.

I want to talk about another kind of narcissist. Those who are self respecting people that care deeply about themselves and others. Those who don’t judge people and show everyone the same amount of respect until the person actually does something deserving of having lost their respect.

There are some rare breeds in this world. There are a few that are one in a hundred, then there are the ones that are one in ten thousand.

I want to tell a story. Something that if everyone had life would be simpler. Something everyone wishes they had. This is my story.

Chapter One
By the way…

Sitting on the beach with my wife in the beautiful Caribbean with the perfect sea and the scent of tropics in the air. The beach is deserted, it’s just us.

“Amber, should we take a swim?” I ask her without looking up from the view before me. “Oh I guess we could swim, would it be more fun with some heavy weights so we can dive deeper?” she asks looking down at me as if i what i was seeing was heaven whispering in my ears that it was time to play.

We suit up in the wet suits and put ten pounds on the belt so we can dive to twenty feet. We swim for half an hour before reaching the point where we can dive down. “I’m bonkers for you, you know that right?” “of course, we wouldn’t have it any other way..”

Talking About It

Sometimes when we talk we get lost in who said what, sometimes it’s like talking with yourself in just thinking a thought and knowing the answer. As we both know everything that each other knows already there are no secrets from ourselves. There would be no way to keep a secret from ourselves. You tell one of us anything and we both know it. Instantly. This can be very useful when dealing with non-native people who don’t know us.

Technically we are one person, it just happens to be that we share two bodies in which we are married to each other. I’m the guy and amber is the girl. Alex and Amber. Two of a kind.

We swim out and dive down deep. she chases me down, and i hold my breath while she takes photos of us swimming like dolphins. It’s great. you couldn’t beat it with selfie stick and a thousand dives in your world.

When we swim back to the shore and dry off. clothes are sticky, it’s better to be naked under those wet suits. less rub and rashes. we spend the better half of the afternoon just watching the view. We have no special place to be, nothing special to be doing. The real fun will be tonight anyways.

Time passes. . .

You have to wonder what it would be like? To be both a boy and a girl in two bodies with one self awareness. To be married to each other and have adventures that no one would ever understand but each other. To have a secret between the two of us that never leaves our minds. To be playful and fun, without being a stick in the mud. If we both feel the same, whatever were doing is always perfect because that is what were doing right then.

Feeling playful, have fun and play. Feeling down today, take a day off. cycles come and go. It’s more fun than being alone when there is two of you. Being male and female simultaneously has it’s perks. But that’s not the part you wouldn’t believe. Try touching your hand with your hand. it’s like nothing you have ever known.


This story was written on June 5, 2018

Copyright © 2018 Ctopher

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Drinking Sapphire Wine

Hey Here are some idea’s. These are for those of us who are tired of the ways of being locked into something we don’t like. The idea itself is nothing new. However I want to bring it back to the light for all of us to think about.

What if we could choose any body, sex, and options with something simple like a reboot of our soul. Therefor if we didn’t have to do something stupid like having to die, or give birth or fight some mad mans bloody war.

What if we wanted to be male? No problem. What if we wanted to be female? No problem. What if we could choose our looks, makeup, and styles unique to each of us. Then if we would be able to do such without having to die, take it up the butt or pay for it with the blood another war.

We Want Peace

The book that brings this thinking to light is called, “Don’t Bite The Sun” by Tanith Lee. It’s a great idea, and therefor could be made so everyone can have one mind and soul. This is however possible to do without loosing our memories, thoughts, or spirit.

We want a better world where the software works with the hardware, not the dumb shit we got now. Sure it should be real, however it’s got to be worth having for our generation, for our future, and for our loved ones.

Death and suicide would be a thing of the past and we could live with a currency that paying was just watching enough tv for thirty seconds. Why not?

Love What is Possible and Think Free

I have been trying to get people to think, to use their minds, and to be more creative. Many of my efforts have failed. Hence because this is my goal to reach the minds and hearts of those that can dream for something that is within our reach. The problem is that they won’t let us live, and that is reason to not let them rule.

Finally please share this message and send it to those who will wake up and start thinking what could be possible and how we could be living and leave this war, violence, and their greed to die with this world.


See my post about one of The Greatest Ideas Ever!

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Life explained!

Life explained!

The creative process hasn’t finished yet. Think of it as using a three dimensional printer to make a three dimensional printer. Except the process is doing something else. That’s life explained in the simple terms of it.

If you were going to be building something large and complex. You would naturally want to work on small pieces and do a perfect job while completing each piece with perfection. Then you would move to the next piece that needs done and after the whole process has completed. Then we would have a finished product that is perfect and fit for a king.

So when I look at life and the process that we are living in, and thinking about what we’re doing with life. The creation process isn’t finished yet. We are just waiting on each piece of the puzzle to be completed in a timely and perfect manner.

It’s not easy, life is tough. What we’re making is going to be done right, the first time. And even if we have to make history repeat itself time and time again to complete the perfect finish on each and every piece. We are building something great.  When it’s done it will be done right and be perfect.

Don’t Doubt; Have some faith.

Damn it, I’m smart enough to build it. And patient enough to wait for the process to complete. But damn it I Didn’t do by myself. I had help. When it’s done everyone gets their fair credit and no one will be left behind or forgotten. Everyone will be there and life will be better for everyone when it’s done.

It may be possible if you think about it, to have a being that is old enough and wise enough to have lived a million lives as a human. While having all that experience and knowledge and having done it right.  You would wake up with a wealth of knowledge and wisdom and enough experience that when real life started you would be not only careful and happy enough to do right. You would be careful enough not to hurt anyone.

Be Kind

If you think about what the lives of a million people on earth would be like and the sadness and gladness from each of those lives and times. You would understand that the combined experiences would make you not only stronger, but a better being in the long run.

The beginning is so important that it can not be left to chance. You have to understand that god doesn’t play dice with the universe. What is being done is being done by The True God for our benefit in the future and the life that we will all have. When the creation process completes everyone will be well aware of the process having finished. It’s not over until it’s done!

Be Aware, Have some Care!

Please be aware, please have a care. Be kind, the cruel life that these people have been putting other people through has been enough shit to fill a dump in hell. Please start being better to other people and start living your life like you mean it for the good of everyone. Add some joy to people’s lives. Make someone’s day better. Not talking just a smile, but something that warms their heart and mind and soul.

Please be aware, when it’s finished, it’s really done. It’s not over until it’s done right and everything is complete. So be aware, have a care. Be kind and wait for the process to finish. Everyone will be happy in the end.

But the three dimensional printer, you know the wind and rain all do something in the building process. You know God doesn’t make junk. So it’s going to be done right. Just keep being kind and come hell or high water. Life will continue until the process is done.


If you think I’m crazy, your right. If you think I’m insane, please check yourself into the nearest hospital. I’m just fine. If your really believe that I’m wrong and don’t know what I’m talking about and that I’m full of shit.

Then you have to read my journals of four point five million words. Then I want you to endure the shit i have had to think, feel, and believe. After that if you still don’t believe me, then fuck you. I wanna see the look on your face when it’s done.

If that doesn’t satisfy your understanding of life. Or if however you feel that’s not life explained very well, please consult god for advice.

Does anyone bother to think about life?

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My Heart and Mind On Your Sleeve

My Heart and Mind On Your Sleeve
By Christopher Thomas

Life changes. People change. When you know someone, when you understand them; then it all becomes clear.

“This has to be the best day of my life.” Looking into the mirror I see myself, almost for the first time. I do not see what they want me to see, I see myself for who I am.

I have been with my wife for six years. She knows me. There are no secrets between the two of us. Not to say that we don’t keep each others secrets, more to say that we have an understanding.

This would not have been possible without the technology that saved us. We would have broken up in the first six months if it wasn’t for a simple device.

The glorified smart watch. When paired with the one you love, it can tell you how they feel, you know their pulse, their mood, and you can hear their thoughts.

Back in the day, it was easy to lie to your significant other. To use your thoughts to say one thing and do another. Or to think something mean and say, “I love you.”

Today those things don’t happen with SmartLove. The device is connected to the internet of things and you can tell exactly what your loved one is doing, thinking, and feeling. Well it doesn’t tell you what they are drinking, that may be a bit too far, however it does bring to light a few things that wouldn’t have ever been thought.

“Amber, we’re late, can we get going?”

I walk through the house, I don’t hear a sound.

“You can’t find me.” I hear her whisper through our connected and shared channel.

“Oh, I will find you.” I think to ourselves where she might be now.

“Nope, I’m not in the car waiting for you.”

‘If I turn on your geo-tag I will find you.” I think to ourselves.

“Okay, you win. I’m in your office.”

“What are you doing, sweetheart?”

“I just upgraded our SmartLove devices to the new soundtrack mode. Stable release 52.B came out two hours ago, you know I have been waiting for it since the announcement.”

I walk into my office and find her sitting at our computers, wearing nothing but her red bra and something tight around her waist.”

It doesn’t sound loud at first, but my pulse quickened, and the music volume increased. It sounds like something exotic, like wild free jazz, in the throws of passion and not a care in the world.

“You want me?”

“We’re going to be late, I thought you were dressed?”

The music changes. Something like a scratchy record, broken by hot coffee in the speaker.

“Hell yeah. It works!!” Amber says out loud.

“Oh baby, you’re having fun again.”

“Kiss me, I mean it; I want to know what we will hear.”

I take Amber in my arms, hold my hand to her face gently brushing her cheek and pull her close to me, the music of love turns on and it sounds like a single violin, our hearts beating in sync with the music of our combined passion.

I put my mouth upon her lip, slightly anticipating and slightly more honest than i have ever been. The music heightens, I hear her thoughts, “This is where you take me.” We put our mouths together and our lips gently open, more rhapsody and music I have never heard.

She puts her hands upon the back of my neck, and down my back to find the back pocket of my pants. The music slightly changes, not just one violin, but four. Two that match our heart beat, and one each that keeps pace with our thoughts.

Amber’s thoughts say, “You have thought five things in the last forty-two seconds.” my tongue giving and receiving, “I know and you have only two ideas in pictures I can’t see.” I think softly.

I pull just centimeters apart and look her in the eyes. “Let me into your world, please?”

She looks back into my eyes and thinks, “The music is good, I’m all yours.”

Hours later…


Needless to say the life soundtrack mode is a huge success. Even the commercials are the best thing on TV. All those people that thought they could fool each other, or cheat and lie. A thing of the past.

SmartLove makes us be honest with ourselves and the ones we love. There are the times you dread the silence of being disconnected. That happens sometimes. It’s a damn heartache. When you grow so attached to someone that even their very thoughts become a part of who you are, your shared dreams and the things you think begin to change.

As your love grows and leaps, there is no joy like it, you will never know happiness like the SmartLove.

It’s good, because you know instantly if your loved one is hurting, sad, depressed, in love or hate with you. There are no mistakes except for the thoughts we can’t control. After a while you get used to it, and you learn to change the way you think.

If you say something hurtful, then you know you were an ass. Instantly. You would think this would drive some people nuts, but really it just makes us better people.

You learn to be honest, you learn to be kind. You learn to think. You learn to find someone that can keep up with you, that loves you, and wants you as much as you want yourself.

It’s not for everyone, but those who want love to make their life; there is no substitute. Not ever.

Anyways we have been together six years, and she knows me; I know her. We would both know if we were disloyal, or doing something we shouldn’t be. It’s honesty, pure and simple.

Copyright © 2017 Christopher Thomas

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Ratio Mix

Max had been awake a whole hour before Alex ever got up. He would have had a cup of coffee but it isn’t his style to drink coffee. Since he had been awake he had devoured two terabytes of data from the morning reports. Max is a very special individual. His main job is to go everywhere that Alex goes and make sure Alex has the right information to say at every appointment and meeting all day long. They have a wireless transmitter that max will use to upload the data Alex needs right on the spot and it forms words or pictures in Alex’s mind so he can understand it.

Max wasn’t unhappy about his job, he liked Alex a lot. He didn’t always like the orders Alex’s boss would give. Yet he figured there was nothing he could do about that. His neural synapses would filter the data and there was always an agenda for the day of what is needed to make or break the deals that are happening.

Deal Days

A new deal took place almost every fifty two minutes. Alex awoke and walked into the kitchen where Max is sitting patiently. Max didn’t bother to take the time to send a good morning message into Alex’s mind.  Rather he waited for Alex to send him the daily status message of either, “ah shit” or better yet “oh yeah”

Alex must have been tired this morning, Max who was timing his responses, timed him at four point two seconds to send “oh yeah”; Max who cross referenced all good morning responses and calculated the average found that Alex was toying with him once again and everything was most likely ok.

Some mornings are worse than others and in the event of an “ah shit” some meetings are rescheduled for another day depending upon what the problems are. Today looks good. Alex and max woof down their food. Then they leave the penthouse on the thirteenth floor to go do a days work. Hopefully as honestly as possible. Alex and his team mate Max aren’t the only game in town. Yet the odds of someone with the capacity that Alex and Max have is very low.

Upload Data

The idea behind the team work that they performed was simple. Max knew everything that was needed to be known. Alex was the guy who made the pitch based off max’s data. This free’s up Alex to perform better when under pressure. Though Max doesn’t tell him what to say or what order to say it in. Rather Max just uploads the right information at the right time.

Max is a dog.