The Ultimate Feel of Living adventure Day 2

Welcome to Day # 2 of The Ultimate Feel of Living adventure! I’m Brad Johnson, your host with the most.

The sheeple are not cut out for this life of danger, excitement, and freedom. But you, my dear friends, are Lightworkers and I can be your guide to living life as we’re meant to.

I spent the night and enjoyed a filling breakfast at an old friend’s house. He sure was surprised to find me knocking on his door last night as it had been exactly six months since I’d last seen him. At first, he was reluctant to let me in but I told him that no adventurer can be expected to sleep outdoors. He invited me in and somehow figured that being hospitable gave him the right to bore me with his sheeple stories about his career and busy social life. I just pretended to listen while looking at his wife’s cleavage. Then, I asked him if I could use his computer to spend some time on my beloved saviorsofearth. Thank you all for your wonderful comments an encouraging words. Yes, my first day in nature had been tough, but hey, take your best shot pal - I can take it! LOL! When it was time to go to sleep, my friend’s hospitality waned: he wanted to offer me the sofa. Indignantly, I told him that if I wanted to sleep on the sofa, I just as well could have stayed home! Yeah, I showed him! ROFL!
I slept in his nice king size bed and enjoyed a nice breakfast consisting of Kool Aid, waffles, fried eggs and bacon. I felt it was time for a new adventure so I packed my stuff and told my friend I’d see him again some time. Of course that was just me being polite - there is no room in my new life of freedom and adventure for sheeple like him holding me back.

I felt heroic once again as I stepped outside because, honestly people, once you step away from the computer and venture into nature, it’s sheeple as far as the eye can see.
I happened upon some German tourists who asked me for directions to the nearest Tourist Information Center. They said they wanted to go mountain climbing. I shook my head in disbelief. Some people can be so shallow; they think that being an adventurer is all about physical challenges, visiting other cultures or countries, meeting new people and camping in the woods or mountains. Poor misguided folks. After I pointed them in the wrong direction (LMAO!), I went to the internet cafe to check my e-mail and send love letters to Miss Kerry. Then, I visited the mall and used the money I took from Cara’s wallet to eat at McDonalds. Playing with my Happy Meal toy I felt I could take on the whole world. Even though I had already experienced many adventures, I felt game for more so I went to Sears to select a digital camera I am going to let Kerry by for me. Kerry is a great woman, she deserves to buy me stuff.

I decided to go back to the internet café right away to e-mail Kerrry the price and product number of the camera.
The owner of the internet café seemed annoyed by me and, after staring me down for ten minutes, approached me to say “Quit hogging that goddamn computer, will ya ?”
Regular people would have gotten mad, but I’m a Lightworker so I stayed calmed and sent love to the fagbag. Then, I left the place and set sail to a Starbucks. Almost every table was occupied by sheeple in business suits, working on their laptops while drinking Caffe Latte’s. I pitied their shallow, empty existences but decided to not let them bother me. I got comfy on one of the seats, ordered a White Chocolate Mocha, took my laptop out of my backpack and went online to delete unwanted comments on saviorsofearth. Those coward dark cabals over at saviorsofsaviors…tsssk, don’t hey have better things to do than discrediting me all day long?
Suddenly, a waitress tapped my shoulder and asked me if I wanted to order something else. When I told the sheeple that I was fine, she was giving me this crap about that, if I wanted to stay, I had to order another drink. Sometimes I feel like the whole world is against me. I threw some change on the table and left.

I went to the park, planning to channel Arcturians, but without an audience it’s just no fun. I also realized that my tummy was rumbling so I went to a French restaurant. I had heard stories about a waiter who supposedly had a prosthetic leg so I figured I could offer him to magically grow back his leg in exchange for a meal and a testimonial for expressionofsoul.com.
But like all the other sheeple, he didn’t want to listen. They are too afraid of the truth. They mock it, laugh at it, get angry at it. So I left and lay in the bushes that surround my house until Cara had gone to pick up the baby at the daycare center. I quickly went into the house and snuck into Larisa’s room to grab her piggy bank.
“Abundance at last!” I cried and smashed the thing against the pavement a few blocks further. Alas, only ten cents rolled out. I could appreciate the irony because Cara used to bug me all the time that I should put more money in it instead of wasting it all on saviorsofearth. I used to call her ignorant for saying that, but I now wished I had listened to her! LOL!

I must admit that, at this point, I got angry. I jumped up and down and made some actually rather cool wrestling movements. Then I calmed down again and opted to honor my sheeple friend with my enlightened presence and let him and his wife cook me a nice supper, draw me a bath, and letting me use their bed again.

So that is where I am now, typing down today’s adventures while munching on a nice T-bone steak. I know that most of you are intimidated by my stories. Don’t worry, I don’t expect you to accelerate as fast as I have. It’s just how I roll and I advise you all to just take baby steps.

Namaste and until tomorrow,

Brad