माय आईडिया तो स्टार्ट Equality

Wouldnt it be nice if all people could have ownership of property? We artists, who are traditionally thought of as "starving", as well as anyone who has a smallish income? Impossible? I think about this alot and Ive been fine tuning my plan in my head for some time now.
The answer is in renting a space to live. Most people rent when they cant afford to buy. What if everyones rent went to pay a mortgage, the mortgage you are helping to pay when you rent, that someone else possesses. Or if that landlord owns property free and clear, the renter would be purchasing a portion. This means it would be illegal for any landlord (primary mortgage holder) to rent or lease his personal or business space to anyone who pays to live there, without giving part ownership of the property. The renter would own exactly what portion of the mortgage he paid. The equity would be saleable and inheritable. It couldnt be used as collateral, as that might jebreoadize everyone elses ownership. Any adult that contributes to any household in any way would own a percentage. There could be a 3 month grace period for guests and it would be illegal to abuse this status, such as have a never ending flow of new 3-month-guests.
This would start equalizing the unfair distribution of wealth in a fairly short time. It would give pride of place to those who feel downtrodden, to those who have worked hard and just cant seem to get ahead, or who are sick and/or disabled. The disabled never will have the chance to have anything of value because in most cases they get disability, and that is usually limited to owning only up to $2,000.
The argument to this is, "but the disabled dont work, why should they own anything?". Because in some cases they did work up until they became disabled. And others have been disabled all their lives and would give anything to be able to keep a job. Call it what you want. Socialism, communism, I dont care. What it is is fair!!!!! What it is is caring for others other than just ourselves and our family. We are a human family, and until we start actng as such, the world will never improve, thrive, or even exist for all of us as it remains today! We will all lose if we dont start opening up our hearts, stop hoarding, and share. There is still room for those who want more to have more, just not in such a ridiculus lavish portion.

ग्रासिएस Life

Its not even 2 in the morning, and Im at my computer typing away. Why? Because I had an incredible dream so real, so detailed, and it was like I was being directed to write it down for its spiritual message:
I was really making bad choices in life. You could say I was a "sinner', as everyone knows a "sinner" to be. I was fumbling through my life and all of a sudden I found myself before the Overlords on high. They presented themselves as people like you and I. There were about 5 or 6. An equal amount of women and men. 3 I remember, one was an older dark skinned woman wearing a tribal sort of outfit, and another 30ish woman, caucasion, dressed in a business suit, and a hippie type man. They werent mad at me, they just knew I could do better and this was a corrective meeting. My main business was with Gracie, the businesswoman. Apparently she herself needed help in finishing her life on earth. For whatever reason she couldnt, she did not tell me, but I did know that this was another chance to make things right for myself as well as her.
She said that I would find myself in her life as her, but still retaining my consciousness. I was to be told absolutely nothing about her life except she added an interesting clue and said, that there was a little surprise waiting for me. Oh boy! a little surprise! After a whole life was a secret and I should have a little surprise? Didnt get her well meaning yet not funny statement.
I then found myself in a corner office of a business with questionable and confusing overtones. I didnt know anyone rushing at me with problems and questions. I didnt know anything other then I was now Gracie. I guessed at everything to the best of my ability and I was getting through it. I started walking around the business and it became clear to me very quickly that it was deceptive and lying to its customers. It was a mod podge of sales of strange unrelated items, to a mechanics garage. I walked in back and what was supposed to be there, didnt exist and the cars were just all sitting there not getting fixed. I knew at that point that I had to make these people accountable and build the garage to be what it was supposed to be.
It came time for me to go home after my first day at work, and I didnt know where that was. Luckily I carpooled with another person and I got to my house. That house was awful. It looked like Gracie hadnt had time to move in. It was trashy and almost empty. Another project for me in completing Gracies life for her.
As the days passed, there were many discoveries. The next super biggy one was that I was married to a soldier who was fighting in the middle east and that he was coming home in a month. The business was also his and I was going to get it in order as well as the house by the time he returned.
The next "little surprise" was that I was about 4-5 months pregnant. I think that was what Gracie was talking about. By that time I was taking these shockers in stride and just kept plodding away at my mission.
It was the night before I was to go pick up my husband at the airport the next day. But he had a surprise for me and came home in the middle of the night. As he approached the door, my consciousness became his and I experienced his entering the house that he had never seen before, through his eyes. He had a flashlight so as not to wake me and he looked around the house in awe of what I had done. He came into the bedroom, quietly undressed, and slipped into bed with me. I was laying on my side pointed away from him and he began spooning me. I awoke slowly and unafraid, as if he had been there with me for all those months. And darn, if that wasnt where the dream chose to end!
This dream was so long and convoluted. It went on even longer before it got to the part I recorded here. But it was just too confusing to write down. The important part began when I was called to meeting with the big guys. My life had no meaning before that and therefore I left it out. Even the part I did record was far more intricate and detailed, but I just didnt have the patience to write it down. It is, after all 2:47 in the morning!!!!!