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The 2030 Hall of fame
"Come Play 2030 with Us"
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Welcome to the Master Storytellers. You have landed on Moon2. This Story spirals into the future leaving behind a trail of heroes, faith, hope, love, and mystery on our way to Day #1, June 10, 2030. We hope you will come out to play the 2030 game with us and that you will also become a Master Storyteller and part of the Greatest Story Ever Told on Spaceship Mother Earth.
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Jason
January 15, 2019 Page 4105 
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Pops and Kma had often watched Jason Silva before going to sleep as he would often appear in Kma's Facebook feed. They liked his stories, his "Shots of Awe" that would give glimpses of who we could be and what life on planet Earth could be like.
Can adults "play pretend?" He says, "We look upon children with envy for their capacity to live essentially in the garden of Eden. They live in a state of play. They're wrapped inside their own imaginations, and as adults we outgrow this. We grow stiff...bored...fearful...and stale. "We crave these kinds of experiences that awaken the mind's attention from the lethargy of custom and the film of familiarity and redirect it instead towards the wonder of existence. We look to our poets, our noble savages, to remind us in language of what is possible, to remind us that there is no limit to the human spirit." As we turn our attention "towards the reverent, towards the rapturous, will we heed the call? Will we answer the call...?" Welcome to the family Jason |
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Loreena
January 16, 2019 Page 4104 
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In Pops' early morning meditation he thought of Kma and his world. He played "Beneath a Phrygian Sky" and imagined himself with many others all holding the banner, "Our love must make us strong." He listened to the entire song and felt into it and contemplated the meaning of the words. The song was of another Master Storyteller telling of the kind of planet she wants to live on. Pops and Kma felt the same.
He remembered the quote by Tom Robbins: “I believe in political solutions to political problems. But man's primary problems aren't political; they're philosophical. Until humans can solve their philosophical problems, they're condemned to solve their political problems over and over and over again. It's a cruel, repetitious bore.” (Even Cowgirls Get the Blues). Pops believed the people on planet Earth were getting closer to a solution - it was one that involved every single person on the planet. It was a new era as envisioned by Yvonne Perry, "defined by connection, truth, love, playfulness, oneness, inner guidance, rebirth, peace, compassion, freedom, allowing, forgiveness, acceptance, confidence, community, receptivity, letting go, living fully present, and being comfortable with not knowing." Welcome to the family Loreena. |
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Worship & Appreciation
Wednesday, January 23, 2019 Page 4097 Gayatri Mantra - the one of the most important mantras in Hinduism
Oh God! Thou art the Giver of Life, Remover of pain and sorrow, The Bestower of happiness, Oh! Creator of the Universe, May we receive thy supreme sin-destroying light, May Thou guide our intellect in the right direction. |
“An elephant driver had six sons, all of them blind. One day he gave them the job of washing his elephant. When the brothers had completed the task, they began discussing what manner of animal was the elephant.
“’Easy!’ said one. “The elephant is a couple of large bones.’ He had been washing the tusks. “’How can you say such a thing?’ remonstrated another. ‘The elephant is like a thick rope.’ He’d been washing the trunk. “The third son insisted that the elephant was like a couple fans. He’d been washing the ears. “’To the fourth son, the elephant resembled four pillars. He’d been washing the legs. “’The fifth son had been washing the sides. He described the elephant as a wall that breathed. “’The sixth and last cried, ‘You boys can’t fool me! I know. My own experience has revealed to me that the elephant is a little piece of string hanging down from the sky.’ He’d been washing the tail. “As each son expressed his own opinion more insistently, there developed a heated argument. After some time, the father walked in and heard them shouting at one another. Listening to this swelling tide of bigotry, he cried, laughing, ‘My sons, you are all fighting over nothing!’ “’Nothing?’ one of them shouted. ‘My brothers are all liars, and here they have the audacity to call me one!’ “’My dear children,’ said the father placatingly, ‘each of you has washed only a part of the elephant, but I alone have seen it in its entirety. It is everything that each of you says it is, but, he added, ‘it is also much more than any of you suspect.’ “He went on to describe to them what the elephant really looked like. ‘So you see, my sons,’ he finished, ‘you are all right – but you are also all wrong!’ “Such is the case with God,” concluded Sri Yogananda, “and with the approaches to Him that are taken by the different religions. God is One, but the paths to Him are many. Countless, too, are the ways He may be experienced, and described.” (Yogananda - The Essence of Self-Realization p. 37-38) |
"Scientists live in mystery every day of our lives."
Neil Degrasse Tyson
Neil Degrasse Tyson
"The World is your home. Humanity is your Family."
Dalai Lama
Dalai Lama
"Your home is under the steeple"
Pops
Pops
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Black Eyed Peas
Sunday, January 27, 2019 Page 4093 
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"Good Morning Sweetie," Pops wrote as he had done for many moons before.
"I hope you like my new poem. It's probably a little out there, but it is not to mean something now. The meaning will be unpacked later in time as we begin to put all the pieces of the puzzle together. So how do you reverse engineer a romance? Doesn’t any romance have a dance? So if the dance is not there, then why should we care? “Who said it is not there?” Wait Wait Wait Maybe we just have to slow down time With that will you be fine? We will gently brake So it’s not as scary as a snake Farther, Farther, Farther looking way above Waiting for the answer to your questioning “Where is the Love?” If you keep on waiting, your wait will never end ‘Cause all the love your ever need is waiting right within There is the Love There is the Love There is the Love Just need a little shove Open the cage and release the dove. Close your eyes and fly until you are high above and finally Until you feel you are surrounded by The Family Wait Wait Wait Then with your eyes to open you should set and see all of your brothers and sisters from this planet. and feel you are at home and together free to roam an equal amongst many absent of envy free as a dove enveloped in love Listen to The Call of the once-in-a-lifetime chance To experience the infinite dance Will you join me in this infinite dance sweetie? Love Pops" Welcome to The Family Black Eyed Peas |
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The Dalai Lama
Monday, January 28, 2019 Year 4092 
"We need you to promote love and compassion, realise my dream that the 200 nations of the world will be governed one day by women"
Dalai Lama 
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“Good Afternoon Sweetie,” Pops wrote as he had done for so many moons. Pops and Kma had an earlier two hour phone call in which most of the time was spent with Kma reading from the Dalai Lama’s book, “A Call for Revolution" and Pops listening intently to Kma as he always enjoyed hearing her read books they were both interested in.
The more I thought about this during the day, I thought it would be fun to, respectfully, have a toy action figure called "Dalai," but instead of calling him an action figure, we will call the toy figure an "Adventure Figure." He would be making his call to adventure just as Joseph Campbell described, and just as we titled our book, WAG1, "Call to Adventure." He is also making a call. He calls it "A Call for Revolution" but it is a revolution of compassion and love. What does that look like? According the hero spiral, we should be in "Status Quo" to be able to hear the call to adventure. Where are we at now? What kind of world do we currently live in? We want to move away from an attitude of duality, classifying things as good or bad. Instead, we want to focus on growth. We should never stop growing, evolving, even when one is 120 years old. If growth stops, then one will become stagnant and start to have the life force sucked out. Instead, each thing serves to stimulate growth, so that even if something as seemingly bad as a car accident happens, it is designed to give one growth. The response to an accident should be, "What can I learn from this?" So all the trash in the Oceans, the toxic buried in the Earth, tensions between countries, religions, and races, are all merely there for our growth. What can we people on this planet learn from this and do we have a forward looking path? Why are you here on this planet at that time? Do you remember? What is your purpose? What excites you? Do you feel you are growing each day? What if you had the freedom and time to tell your story to the world every day? What if, on the Internet, you could post one picture of yourself with a message, one video of a Storyteller that you like, and write about what you are learning. What story would you be telling? 
I love the challenge of merging dreams. What would a world look like governed by 200 women? In our hero's journey of 12 years, I want to see something tangible by 2030. What if we as the people of the planet don't depend only on our world leaders for help, but rather ourselves, each other. What if we take the responsibility? We are the ones we have been waiting for. We are the ones who can show love and compassion first to ourselves, and then to each other. I imagine a planet that has 4,000,000,000 women making a call to love and compassion, and why wouldn't the 4 billion men be making the same call?
We heard Dalai's call. How can we grow and play together? Here's something I wrote. I call it "What If?"
What if in the life of our bodies, there are all these wonderful nadis? Eternity exists in both of us, what if? Eternity exists in you, what do you say? Eternity exists in me, is becoming my knowing Freedom, Remembering, & Growing That means I made it to Eternity with you and you made it to Eternity with me. And if Eternity exists in every single human We all made it to Eternity together. We are here in Eternity, in the middle of Infinity together on this Earth spaceship Giving birth to fellowship. As their spaceship spun at 1,000 miles per hour Pops took a fun look from out of his Tower The Sunset painted the sky a real hue of pink 'Tomorrow,' Pops bet, 'another good day to feel new and think.' Love Pops” |
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Who We Gonna Call?
Tuesday, January 29, 2019 Page 4091 
Pop's SOS on a bottle
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Yesterday, Bing.com decided to put a story about a girl, Emily Edwards, who threw a plastic Fanta bottle into the sea when she was 7 years-old and it was retrieved in 2019 by her 25-year-old future self. She couldn’t read the message, but there was a picture of her with her unreadable message and the bottle. The plastic Fanta bottle, after 18 years, looks completely intact. Can’t we make these bottles to decompose?
Who could have been encouraging people to throw billions of bottles into the sea? Should they be responsible? Where are the Police? What can we learn from this story? Who will hear The Call?
Photo above: Status Quo: Meets zero environmental standards.
Creates a gross and/or disgusting Earth 
Photo above: Call to Adventure: Plasma torches meet stringent environmental standards. creates carbon credits, construction materials, electricity. This is not incineration.
Wouldn’t it be fun
to make our own sun? Could plasma plant awe just like the jolt of a lightning bolt? Torch our trash & Turn it to cash Leave the Earth clean and Return it to green Who we gonna Call to Adventure? Photo credits:
Trash on beach: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ju_2NuK5O-E&t=24s Plasma torches from Pyrogenesis: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2qdIM5vdVF0&t=17s |
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Give into Love
Saturday, February 2, 2019 Day 4088 
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Good Morning Sweetie, Pops wrote as he had done for so many moons before. Thank you for sending the "Time of my life video." I listened.
'Ditto' We almost completed two months of moon rainbows. I can't wait to paint our third. Pops |
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The 30-Day Challenge
Sunday, February 3, 2019 Day 4087 
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Good Evening Sweetie," Pops wrote as he had done for so many moons before. He're my challenge. I call it "The 30-Day Challenge." I'm looking people, businesses, media, schools, and universities who want to take on the 12 year challenge. I'm ready to run in a pack with them. "To December 10, 2030.
"Who is Your Hero?" “Angel Shot out of Sky” “Space Alien Sighted Stealing Pies” What is Truth and what are lies? Media is best when it tries Working like a CSI Truth in hand Makes lives expand |
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FOX,Y Lady?
Monday, February 4, 2019 Day 4086 
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"Good afternoon Sweetie," wrote Pops as he had done for so many moons. "I saw an experience on the internet yesterday and I'm going to give your Valentines day gift early because I know you will need time to prepare. I wrote a poem for you and I booked you a ticket to Ryhtmia. I plan to meet you at the airport in Phoenix when you come back on March 9th from Costa Rica.
Here's my poem. I call it "FOX,Y Lady?" You will see why: Roses are red violets are blue I couldn’t stop my head From thinking of you I followed my FOX in the purple moonlight And it led me to a tall box that was full of delight For you I wanted, but it couldn’t be had “Just have to try it; it won’t make you sad” That made me feel scared but it’s an adventure of heroes One that is made up of red ‘ones’ and blue ‘zeros’ Visible objects like green leaping toads Peoples and cars on black asphalt roads But there’s an invisible path where you can be free Learn how to enter without any fee It’s like the space between numbers, the red and the blue It's like the paths between the cages inside of a zoo The leap is still quantum and yet never done Until you let go in your imaginaryum You’re never too late to create something new A new gate has opened still fresh as the dew Before if you missed it, they plunked on a lock The ship would set sail with you stuck on the dock There’s a new gate now; that problem’s resolved That new gate, wow! it always revolves This journey is a good one, I’m going to assume Because it will happen in the light of the moon The smell of the smoke and the heat of the fire, Igniting sweet dreams and this thing called desire The VIP mattress and a blanket or two The setting of the sun in that red-orange hue the beat of the drum and music they play Can't get any better, just say it, "Yahaaay! The sound of the bells and the wissshhhhh of bamboo I wish I could be there and do it with you The stun of tobacco, the heat in your brain Causing old wires to rearrange If you feel too queasy, get your blue bucket Take it easy and watch your hair ‘cause you don’t want to dunk it. The call of mother Aya to see the brand new I booked you a ticket, you’re one of the few The caring and sharing of your shaman within They are preparing your magic carpet so you can begin Rise up from your sleep and prop yourself steady You may feel incomplete; just stop! and get ready Complete’s just a notion we’ve always been chasing ‘Balance’ the new potion, a new word we’re phrasing It’s time for food, for fun, and family too The crew will be ready with that nasty brown brew The connections you’ll make, they won’t be of mine But I hope you will share them in our infinite time and in our infinite mystery with infinite floors With infinite locks on infinite doors “I’ll need infinite keys” I can hear your say “And infinite pockets that better not sag” You need only one key so don’t worry at all No need to hurry and no need to call. The key opens locks to doors that look real Just close your eyes and start seeing from your pineal All set to get your quest of “I” ons? I’ll bet you’re ready with lots of quest-i-ons And when there’s no more separation between question and answer Use your intuition and move on like Rudolph and Prancer Remember your healer and your feminine power It’s 8 days in total, almost 200 hours! You have worked so hard, and it made you domestic Now is your time to rise from your shadow and into Majestic Follow Our Xcitement Yes, Lady? Love Pops" |
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Running to You
Tuesday, February 5, 2019 Day 4085 
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"Good Evening Sweetie," Pops wrote like he did all those many moons before. Last Saturday when I met with the medicine man, he asked me who my spirit animal is, and I said I didn't know. He said he felt it is a wolf, a lone wolf. He was partly right. I used to be a lone wolf. I was inspired to write this poem because I want our family to know that we are on our way.
I am a lone wolf, and I’m running to you I’m not looking back, I escaped from the zoo I’m coming to get you so you can be free I’m hoping you’ll come now and run off with me I learned where the bolts are to get out of the zoo You just have to take notes and use a few tools I am a lone wolf, and I’m running to you... |
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