SCREWED

Screwed

The question of “whom am I going to serve in 2016?”  was a good one posed by group I recently became involved with. It immediately became a problem question because Bob Dylan kept reminding me all day, all night,  in my dreams / day dreams for days now that

You're gonna have to serve somebody!   Of course he’s right, again.

One of the great joys of living long enough is to fail miserably and gain a level of compassion not afforded those who never risk enough to fall flat on their faces. Falling on your butt doesn’t count. I’m talking about decades of over working, sacrificing and clawing all the way to the top and standing there with all the riches and glory only to publicly fall flat in front of God and everybody.  I am grateful for the scars.

From these humiliations and scars emerged a new ministry. 

It’s not much of a ministry, but it seems one I’m called into service to carry out. It has three (3) parts.  The first part of my ministry is giving away all the intellectual property I fought in courts so hard for decades to keep. Patent Attorneys, Copyright investigators,  blah-blah-blah. Take it, it’s yours. My gift to you from God. He gave it to me, I give it to you. Don’t want the gift ?  Steal it – go ahead, you’ll do it anyway, you have my permission.

See, those are just designs – Designs are NOT me, they are just of me.

ME is going to cost you. Cost you BIG!

The second part of my ministry is to inspire others.

I have a quote on my keyboard from my beautiful wife that says:

”As I inspire others in abundance, success and love, I do the same”.  

I make it a point to do this daily. Sometimes it’s received well other times folks wonder what my angle is? (Perhaps my reputation precedes me?)

The third part of my ministry is screwed. Literally.

I cannot walk along a street – anywhere- anytime and not pick up a nail, screw or other tire puncturing object without removing it from the area at once. This is a new thing. I can assure you I could not have given a single hoot about you, your wife, daughter or mother getting a flat tire when I was standing on the mountain in all my glory surveying the masses. No way!…… “Call AAA!! Give me a break.”

It was only through falling flat on my face that I got the perspective required to “see” that I was here to serve YOU…..and You……and you…….............I’m screwed.