StreetHanzo

well kids the changing of the guard is at hand, the banks, the credit lenders, the foundation of the eco tsunami ,the enron’s the sterns@bears. the cleverly disguised insurance schemes represented as diversifications of trading stocks to heath care conglomerates as third party entity’s. (conflict of interest ?no sir all purrfectly legal !)  for now any way .

but greed has a beautiful karmic boomerang effect, what goes out must come back. or else! the money for nothing sale that all financial institutions participated in has now started it return trip. and empty handed, no blood on this boomerang brother . there is no triumphant kill here, no mass euphoric dance of death, no financial wind fall to end all financial wind falls. 

no there is only angry money hogs grunting and snarling, the pigs have turned loose the collection hounds, teeth white and hungry . hungry for your big screen that you bought through the credit of sign and leave. buy what ever you want well pay and you pay us later at a interest rate to be changed at our whim and thats all she wrote.

your impatience was there bonus check at Christmas,the preverbal three card Monty game keep things moving and never letting them see where the ace was. and as long as you get a brand new car and no interest till next year who gives a fuck about added fees and extra charges? screw that. ill take that truck in blue with the every thing package , where do i sign   yep where do i sign ?

the land scap of america is now a hostil place for people with out a finacial back up plan . blood banks are doing big bisness because bankers are nervuose that they may not increase there net worth or there stock holders net worth, who are just as greedy as they are. and will axe his ass as fast as thay can. nope every bodys feeling love on this one .

so perhaps its time to really take a look at whats important to have , to have not . the shit that is dripping all over the fan is our unconscious behavior . that shit makes us happy . and really happy if it seems like were getting it for free! but its like the old saying there is no free lunch some one somewhere has to pay.  you pay now or you will pay later and later always comes with added surcharges. so next time you think you gotta have IT make sure . other wise the shit shower and nobody likes to smell like shit even with 0 percent interest.

THE EDGE OF IMPATIANCE

THE EDGE OF ANGERY 

THE EDGE OF ……..EGO ME 

THE EDGE IS THE OPEN DOOR TO

TO SEE THE EDGE FOR WHAT IT IS.

THE MOMENT ,

YOUR CHANCE TO FALL OFF THE EDGE AND DROP IN TO CLARITY OF NOW.

THE EDGE REPRESENTS THE MOMENT OF RELEASE

THE PUSHY EDGEY FEELING OF….

SEEING IT , FEELING IT ,AND LETTING GO OF IT.

so what is OBLIGATION , what exactly does that word implie? is it a debt to a bank ?is it a favor owed to a friend ? the idea of keeping your word to a person or a place?could it have something to do with the idea of owing or having to repay. and what is it that you repay with ?

obligation is a more complexed egoic design than dollars and sense, bad and good, owed  or owing.

the debt of a balance due, or is it? no the debt is toxic drama, the bizzy and dizzy work of the brain.

SO WHATS THE BIZZY WORK OF YOUR OBLIGATED GRAY MATTER? is it directed towards the people and places that need and feed that concept,  of you owing them or being in debt to them? and then in return for there concern about repayment of your obligatory debt, that by the way is really really fucking way past due. you dedicate the entire day hustling and bustling around inside the brain trying to make these obligations of yours 

and to what end brothers and sisters ? rinse and repeat i guess . but there is a better way to handle these self imposed obligations. and that is to remember that living in the moment , the living breathing moment of right goddam now! is not an ACTION .THE NOW IS JUST ACTING UPON THE MOMENT no need to be obligated to act .

the difference of action and doing an action . is doing creates the act of.  acting upon the moment in response to….

obligations who needs them ?  peace hanzo

can you document chaos ? can you describe( it ) ?what its like or how does it feel, the toll it takes on your present sense of self

the smell , the taste,that vary real tactile sense of fear. the anxiety helplessness , doom the gloom . the immense moment of all things, all at one moment?

ah but then theres a breath or a wisp of a moment. that rare fraction of the second that all owes, you to slowly glimpse the hope, joy,  love, blue skys- freedom its very self! thats your crack in the door to hustle through and have your chance to Begin to peel back those layers of ego .

the ego has set you up all along, you where the sucker of the moment. takeing the fall , the fall that is all thing delusional.

                                       HEY I NEED SOME WATER HERE!

hey man my glass is getting empty, i need some h2o bub. i mean hell i could run out and then what . hello, mr ego here my i help you DUDE ? ah… yeah man i need to immediately start to worries more about running out of water other wise how will i know what to do with this space in my brain ? ah yes my nerdy little friend youll need the bizzy work of the brain type. which will make you feel sustained and progressive,that sense of real accomplishment which in turn will convey security in your future . believe me my little weird ass friend there is nothing more disturbing than the uncertainty of a future not defined. 

                                      THE OTHER HAND

NOW IF YOU HAVE THE APPROACH THAT……. the glass has water in it,and it goes half way up. well you are now on the positive side, better still how about you have water . not how much or how little, just that you have what you need right now .

and what do you need right now ?if your thirsty a drink if your not thirsty nothing. the problem only arises when the INTELECT , that nasty little blob of education from an institute of higher learning. causes the infection know en as thinking. NO GOOD COMES OF THIS THINKING !  why ? well smart people need a problem to solve or a task to achieve. bizzy work to us regular folks! the drama of well drama it is what we are made up of   (the water could spill, we may need a bigger glass, the neighbours might want some and lets not for get the dog.

we become frozen inside a delusional state, which weakens us to the point of immobility.a frenzied confusion of all consuming proportions. it fucks your shit up !

YOU STILL HAVE H2O after all.                                                                                       but  none the less the truth remains  that you still have water and that those ass cheeks of ego slide over your watermelon head and slapped shut faster than a virgin on prom nite. and who can think clearly when all that intellectual ass is smothering your coconut. all that can remain is a gripping fear and doubt as to when that fucking smell will leave . 

                                  SO FUCK WATER HOW ABOUT YOU AS A BEING?

im presently going through a real change, im  shedding  STUFF that i used to think was identity, my identity. that in and of it self is not necessarily bad, the stuff i mean . its more about the attachments placed on your intellectual you. waters good, but obsessing BAD! moneys important ,killing for it BAD!! clothes can be cool but they are not WHO you are.

at times it can seem to be a monstruos ordeal , this letting go of your old you .i mean after all you spent a long time tightening up that trick ass visual of cool , right ? but if your in the bizness of wanting to know real truth . you gotta give up the booty. and the truth is ? 

                                  THE TRUTH IS ………

doing and knowing are not the center of your truth . you do not have to know the truth you do not have to do anything with the truth .you just act upon the truth dont plan scheme or out smart the truth cause you can not. it is like water to fish ,when its gone youll know that in a big ass way.

SHOULDENT WE HAVE A MAP ?? sorry no map and any one who says they have one is a lier. there just this one rule of letting go.if you can practice that then you can see little bits of you start to streak through the darkness of ego . the bullshit truly falls away, even as i write this it seems to fantastically easy. and im not quit sure of why i trust what i say other than time after time as i let go of something, something better shows up to replace what i thought i needed. the more vulnerable it makes you feel the more you can rest ashurd it is going to impact you in a positive way.

TRUST the antidote to all things egocentrically stupid. the habit of learning to just drop IT, the it of ego domination . which is always available to tell you that if you keep up this endless hunter for truth youll probably end up in a card board house on i 35.

well that is what you will not end up doing if you seek truth.follow correct action by listening to your physical being. the task of correct action takes only the act of non action . dont try to think of what to do , just act upon what ever is at hand .   not thirsty then you dont need a drink . trying is you worrying about when you will be thirsty and if there will be enough.

                                  ITS FEAR THAT DRIVES POOR CHOICES

fear wants to make you move, its in your d n a the fight or flight gene. but when it comes to a problem there is no enemy to fight its in your mellon of a head. the problem was a very cleaver and demonic ego design . and so it will go, you catching a fake problem then just asking if it really is a problem. thats when you stop and do nothing, 0  just allow your self to listen to your intelligent self .and then see how you feel .allow the glass to be half full or half empty or that it just contains water . see physically how that makes you feel.

                   PROBLEM SOLVED!

just sit still be cool and enjoy the glass ,the water and the day.    hanzo

Hey, now there’s a real opener, The Buddhas Last Run.

Sounds mysterious, no? and why shouldn’t it? It’s got a bizzar set of ingredients to it that are wrapped up tightly in an Ego Burrito which is dripping a little zen on the floor, “Use your dam napkin!”                                   

This little cavalcade of egos gone hog wild and stupid is a reflection of mine on a moment of clarity I had with my brother Dave.  It is a testament to just how shallow the waters of human awareness can be just before they actually dry up and puff a way. Yes sir, free time, instantaneous gratification, and money have changed the landscape of the way people are and act. How they have become consumers and suckers to a popular trend or IDENTITY. The age of ON DEMAND has created a monstrous void of individual personality. It is the ‘right goddam now’ syndrome which has emerged as the the measurement of depth to the swampy and murky mindset of the west (well on it’s way to eating up what’s left of the old school east).                                                                                                                                           

THE FLOOD RUN 2010                                                                    

Back in 1966, 67, 68, 69 and 70 riding a motorcycle was a risky and a righteous act. The defining act of being a free and original human being without regard for the heavy duty consequences that always coencided with said act (not TV or movie type consequences), but real and dangerous with a capitol “D” consequences. The sixties were the last great gasp of human spirit untouch by Google, Gates and Apple. This was a time of real passion, a sense of duty to make something better and to know that you and your generation could step in to the ring and go 15 hard bloody thankless rounds against an aponent that was out of touch to the awaking free spirt of that times. So, the most extreme end of this spectrum was bikers, guys who needed the fix of a painful seat, a hard rain, a fast bike and a kick out the jams mind set. The cost of this defiant act was real and always immediate, costant stops, and harassment from the cops. “Oh, what’s that about your rights?” WHACK! “I couldn’t quite hear you”, “the sound of my nightstick keeps drowning out your voice.” “What have you done?” Well, ..WHACK! “It’s not anything you’ve done it’s what you stand for.” WHAK!..

That was a real and ongoing scenario in the sixtys, No Lie!                                                                                                              

I witnessed this from the back of brother’s (hand built himself) chopper. There were no trendy and convenient biker boutiques back then. You built it or you did not ride! So, we get it, the sixtys were a bitch. Wrong, they were the last of the true pioneering spirit that has stopped to puke it’s collective guts out along side the road. And yeah, they were a bitch!                                                                                                                                                    

PRESENT DAY                                                                                                                                                                                              

Well… Yes sir immediate gradifcation please! Ok, choose your image and/or lifestyle from the Harley catalog, then write down how much you make each year and work out a payment plan that fits your finances, plus we’ll give you a free membership to the pretend biker club and a really cool coffee mug with AND A BLACK T-SHIRT THAT SAYS “BIKER”. This will let everyone know that your part of the pretend baddass biker gang that meets at noon and finishes around six cause the wifes’ parents are coming to BBQ and if your late you’ll miss the game.

No paying dues here, why? It’s just for fun right? I don’t need any of those stupid experiences of breaking down or police harassment or  our avoiding certain parts of town, “that’s just stupid man.” I mean, what’s the point dude? See it, want it, buy it! That’s all you do, OK?                                                                                                         

1968 

“NOW REMEMBER IF HE PULLS US OVER JUST DON’T say a thing, let me do the talking , it will be OK. Don’t tell anyone, just be cool.” 9My brother talking me through a cop stop.)                                    

2010 

Hey let’s get close to front of the line next to the cops and kiss some ass. Yeah, that’s a great idea… “do you have any vagasil, my cushie seat is causing me to sweat.”                                                                                                                                       

1968 

Items need for a run, (a run was a nessecary part of being a biker) there were few real bikers back then and they where always spread out. So, a run was a matter of survival and need to keep a loose web of some real brotherhood, a pack mentality, strength in numbers, not to mention, just surviving the long distance in an era where there were no pump n munches every 10 miles, and secondly, surviving the very real dangers in every small town, that were just waiting to shoot you because they had read life magazine and found out what those (you) goddam biker hippies were trying to do to there ‘way of life’. No sir, not around here!  

So back to the list: roll pack (filled with a couple of shirts an extra pair of jeans, a set of wrenches rolled in a couple rags, a pair of gloves) all nicely rolled up and tied to the handle bars over the headlight. Stick money in your boots, a gun hidden somewhere and an extra gas can strapped to your hand made sissy bar. That’s it. Oh yeah, some weed in your handle bar tubes. There, let’s fucking ride!                                                                                                                  

2010 

You’ll enjoy the absurdity of this. 1 custom built Harley, built by Harley (not you) or perhaps an even more outrageous chopper built by a company that builds choppers for smucks like you (who will pay an enormous amount of money just to be cool this afternoon at the run). As a rule, these bikes are always way more machine than they should even think about trying to ride. Now of course we’re going to want to look like bikers so that when we’re not on our bikes people will still know that we’re bikers and look at us as if we are real orginals ftws. Crisp clean pre-distressed leather jacket, check. Matching vest, check. Matching chaps (because you need to protect those designer jeans from all thouse icky bugs) check. And of course biker boots bought at the biker boot store, check. Leather do-rag (god I love that one seeing all these einstiens sweating rivers to be cool), check. $300 sunglasses, check. A belt made out of chain, check. Black Harley shirt, check. Oh and let’s not forget the gloves with no fingers (bad ass to the bone), check. Well at least until six.  Now, for the fearsome few who might brave, the needle of ink, how about a nice barbwire tattoo? Always on the upper arm right where your bicep should be. But for most afternoon warriors the temporary tattoo will be more than golden and it washes off by monday so the boss won’t see.                                                                                                                          

1968 

Every back road, every safe bar, every club house was engrained in your brain. The need to be able to dodge trouble was of paramount importance. It was always a matter of doing your thing (the ride) and standing your ground, (or lay down and submit to a society that was blowing apart anyway). College or Vietnam, what a choice. Hence the biker is born, the third rail. Stay low, but stay. I’ll say it again, the fucking cost was real as you could get, the biker was the rarest of breeds.                  

2010

Lighten up dude! Look bud, times are different you don’t need all that PAYING DUES CRAP!! Just throw it on the visa, forget any sense of a real passion for the ride or the bike, obligation is like a lot of work dude. I mean, rain hurts and who needs any trouble with the wife or the cops, shit pal you take this way to serious. I just want look like I’m the real animated deal. Who wants to live like that “ish!”. I just like the chicks looking at me and thinking I’m a bad ass. “Hey baby.”  And besides, I’m gonna be a boater next weekend. Now, (snarl) here comes some chicks.

1968

My brother’s riding partner got crushed by an idiot who did not see him. They took his leg, but as soon as he could, he had a fake leg and a bike and a passion to keep his lifestyle going. Leg or not (he could also beat people up with his fake leg), he scared the shit out of them. A guy reaching down and detaching his lim then reaching over the bar and whaking someone with it, now that’s biker!                                                                                                                      

2010 IT’S GOING TO RAIN? I’M NOT GOING!                                                                                                                                                

So, after watching the endless parade of stupid roll by and watching every phoney persona imaginable represent itself and realizing that our original idea of jamming on uncharted back roads was the one we should have done. So we did, but you know it was kind of like a oddity that we could not pass by. This, the parade of egos, was too enticing to miss (kind of like a monkey who can type), cool for a minute then… so my brother and I blew out of there never saying much to each other, my brother paid the heavy dues for sure (he would never say that), but I saw him pay those dues. I was a part of it at times. He earned the right long ago to say whatever he wanted to say about theses boneheads, yet he never said a thing, just smiled, shook his head, then dropped the hammer on the throttle.

Buddha has left the building.

  YOUR TRIAL PEROID IS NOW OVER…..HEY I THOUGHT WE GOT BOUNUSE COUPONS ………HEY THAT GOAT OVER THERE THINKS YOUR CUTE………..WHERES MY REFUND ?  THE SHIT DONE HIT DE FAN SAFFIRE…………………..  HAPPY 4TH OF JULY.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    the dance of the new dumb is finally flailing to an almost imperceptible stop, a momentum shift to lethargic unconscious behavior of the stupid sort.yep end of ambitions, desires, drive, vision. none for us thanks, well just sit here and watch the house wifes of the Eskimo village.  tonite the wifes fight over the blubber supply! YEAH!                        AND THATS ABOUT IT AFTER 200 PLUS YEARS. land of the free has officially been turned over to the political department of the corporation .of the u s a.  please purchase your ticket and remain seated.  yes! absolutely! buy the ticket, take the ride. hunter Thompson always used that . and lets face it he new the political ride better than most ( fear and loathing on the campaign trail 72, better than sex the Clinton nightmare  )  but hey, this ride sucks! it used to be state of the art , raw and adventurous , compulsive, ballsy .and that is the opportune word here( used to be. )                                                         why ?well ill tell you . we swapped or adventurous nature for cable t v . why leave the sofa when the world comes to you in high def, not to mention the answers to any and all questions that you will ever need to ask will arrive on the massive and invisible world wide net.  easy peasy just push the keys and your f&#@ ed . nothing but a heart beat and a remote control, the generation of in- animation DONT MOVE JUST WATCH !                             the problem of course with this is that you have given away your rights as a free human beings you now allow total strangers with devo hair to chose whats good and bad                                                                                                                                                                                                             THE LAWS ! YOU NEED’M, WE GOT’UM                                               CURRANTLY THERE ARE a ridiculous number of laws and codes and rules.nicely compiled and stored in volume upon volume . stored safely in the great halls of learning called law school, which comes of course with its vary owen library of you guessed it law books . now it takes apparently( that is if your not to dull minded) about 8 years  to get your self a law degree. ARE WE SENSING A TREND HERE KIDS  from there you get to go practice law. PRACTICE! as in we dont quit have it down yet?                                                                 Americas # 1 industry is  LAW ,                                                             and seeing how it is that your to goddam stupid to not sleep with your pet goat or your favorite toaster oven.we (the government we) must stipulate a specific code of conduct for you to adhere to and uniformly be complied with.HEY YOU DO WHAT WE F*^*ING SAY MOTHER F @#$ERS ! WE NEED THE POWER FIX !   and that all consuming power fix is what drives the stupid bus through out America. the need to control , control every thing that is . man is uniquely gifted in this area. you generally never see a platypus caring about what other platypi are doing , you know as long as that platypus over ther does not poop on you . BUT if your of the human persuasion not only will you watch the other humans,but you can and will fine and ticket said human for pooping period. if said pooping is not with in strict adherence to CODE regulations.  now wipe and lets move on .                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                OBAMA OR BUSH, REGAN OR CLINTON                                                            pick one or all if you like, because there all the same JUNKIES, POWER JUNKIES! the worst of the worst drug on the planet, power.power hits the veins 100 time faster and more intense than street grade smack, or hillbilly moon shine for that matter.it is all consuming all empowering and always ends badly , like a strung out pimp stuffed half way in a dumpster. the come down must never get near , you must and will keep pumping those veins with junk . little hits wont do anymore man ! forget poop  we need us a religious battle , must keep constant control over every god dam thing !!                                      wheres a platypus when you need one ?                                                                                                                                                                                            AND THERES THE THRUST OF ALL POLITICAL REGIAMES, LAWS ARE CONTROLE AND CONTROLE IS POWER OF ALLTHINGS in need of controlling , like your ass . so the most effective tool for junkies besides his or her law book is the word[ but.]but is what laws are based on .the word BUT is there back door escape from being trapped by any of there Owen laws.: senatore bone head: BUT of course we will support the the ban against gay sponge dancing in the malls. BUT….. you almost hear the screen door slam.                             now if your a lawyer and reading this and drafting a special needs bill to stop any and all hanzo observations. rest comfortably in the knowledge that there is also a lawyer ready to argue the opposite point of BUT.                                                                                                                                                                                                               the fact of the matter is this country is top heavy from all these junkies filling there veins with power.we must look honestly  at what we are letting happen to our liberty’s and freedom in general. the road to self truth and a happy go lucky life do not rest in the hands of the moronic sociopaths that we elect to wipe our asses and blow our collective noses. FACT politics are nothing more than frat boys who got dads Eldorado for the nite and are trying to get the cheerleader in the back seat.as far as there concerned the rules do not applie to them they are the smart brigade now how about hand job betty lou ?                                                                                                                                    JUNKIES HAVE NO SHAME.                                                                    a good junkie  will take what ever they need from you to feed the fix .as in how about this example. we are the richest country in the universe and collapsing fast,yet thousands of people dont have food in this country ,no food people have to find outlets to help them out .yet there are subsidized laws to states that mandate farmers not grow food .why ? because there junkies man they do not care. never trust a junkie!                     and what about land of the free? not in our life time buddy. i mean for the law junkies this poses a real f@#$ing problem. i mean you start letting people have freedom and we will lose our stash of power , no ability to control or micro manege. shit , dont they know that freedom leads to anarchy,chaos a total break down of social behaviors . with out a firm grip on the trouble makers who do not closely follow the laws there will be murders and rape and, and, and………… and what about people who are different ?! well theres a joker in every deck now isnt there ?  but arent we really asking an  outline for humanity? the guideline of common sense a sense of responsibility and respect for each other?                                                                                    now granted we are talking perfect world here , and there are those pesky serial killers to contend with or your organticly grown genetic mutants. but on the whole we have fallen for the junkies mantra of  YOUR NOT SAFE IN THE WORLD TRUST US, WE KNOW                                                                                                                                                                                       so what the hell !whats the up side man ?  the good news is im almost done whining. the better news is that you can choose to not engage in this , dont place your happiness or personal welfare in the hands of anybody  but you. as of today take a positive stand on all things you. start with effecting those around you,America as an idea is gone for good BUT that does not mean that it cant be better!                                           lawyers and political junkies are not the road to a far world, you are.                                                                                                                                                                 so take your owen action every day, be a producer of and not a consumer to. dont piss and moan about things not in your control , just take the day as it is. put forth no ill will . hold the door for a stranger say please and thankyou. and get off your ass and walk, run ,bike MOVE! your perspective will change dont wait for obama or anyone else to save your ass cause it just aint gonna happen. no matter how much you sit there and snivel.                                                                                                                                      the world belongs to all of us dont try to control it .love it and love your self .                                              HANZO HAS LEFT THE BUILDING.

YOUR day to day life has a disturbing little fungus, that you are probable unaware of .   your not even ichy your just humming along in your owen special world. the world of rules ,big rules little rule ,smart rules,stupid rules,good rules , bad rules. RULES!   then theres the only true outline of  A rule .thats the one your brain cant micromanige.and that is the rule of the naturaly occuring truth,the universal truth. the law of the natural univers which  is completely beyond reproch.   it simpley runs on a nice nutrel hum.it ideals along with or with out you,you simply dont matter in this cosmic skeem.   now that statement could be taken wrong , so dont.   pluto does not give shit about how you vote , or drink whisky or comb your hair. its pluto for god sake!                                                        BUT THEN,( theres that but again).there are the man made world played un-natural , un-nutrul,un-resonible rules of us. the intellectuale man, master of the homaginztoin prosec .  you know the prosses of, raw and correct truth goes in the gray matter. and gets pasturerised, homaginised, sanitised. then stack and compiled for easy digestion. then you poop out fresh rules.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                example :  you ever wonder who decided that a bright sunny day was just that , a bright sunny day .and that everbody agrees on that . WELL YOU , thats who . the need to cleanly and clevarly compartmentalize all things that you see, is rule making 101.then just for good mesure we add in prseservatives such as im always working on nice days. its not fare or i should call in sick . and you take a day which is just a day and emeditly crap all over it with rules of your gooy brain.it wasnt untile your brain need to create a rule of order that you became urn happy.  the day did nothing but show up as a very elementary rule of ours. and then snow ball in to a good or bad thing .                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            it may seem that im really nitpicking about where every thing YOU starts. and so i am but the act of looking at your patterens how you roll through your life are more than a little important.its the only way to begine to kind of comprehend how important your THINKING is in the happeness we all would like in our lifes. so dump the fear of swimming against the worldveiw of FOLLOWING THE BIG RULE BOOK.                                                                                                                                                                       SOOOOOOO take a moment who is directing your movie ?who is behind the camera and being really bossy ? now as for all of you going ballistice right now cause we need f^$%ing rules . or there will be rape and murder and mayhem!  i guess kind like things are now huh? WELL we could always add more rules. OR …..we could just start acting with desence and commen sense,teaching and giveing with out exspectationsof a doggy treat. what so funny about peace love and understanding ?   i dont know you should go ask elvis costello he wrote the song.   as for your day today no self limitng rules . teach, help , love  thats it hanzo

• THE WORD      THE LAW   THE PITFALLS   THE HABITS  THE MISTAKES  THE MISTRUST  THE MISCUES  THE PAIN  THE PLEASURE  THE PRICE  THE PEACE  THE LOVE  THE LIFE  THE TRUTH  THE NOW THE END.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          THE THINGS I DONT WANT IN MY LIFE TODAY                         CONFRONTATION, PANIC ,FEAR,MISTRUST,LACK OF PASSION, OLD PATTERNS, LETTING GO , HOLDING ON ,ASSUMING THE WORST,HATING, NOT TO FORGET TO RELISE THAT IM ALIVE                  HANZO