Commentary, Jashreed

Commentary, Jashreed Jason Scarabin

Encouragement to read the book.

Weed This Book, Chapter 9

Weed This Book, Chapter 9 Jason Scarabin

In this pilot episode: read.


2016 Jason Scarabin

Iconoclasm over acquiescence is a lonely road. Dare to be different and a heavy social, and eventually economic, price is paid. That dare to self is never the foundation on which one begins or rests this sad and lonely journey but it could be the initiator. An iconoclast cannot simply use the need to be different as a driving force or his arguments will not sustain themselves.

The journey frequently begins by reading or getting exposed to another iconoclast. The well-established iconoclast is strong, so the inspiration in kind thereby has a strong effect. This near-hero worship blinds the new recruit into delusions of grandeur.

I embraced the philosophy of Ayn Rand. Her dogmatic approach to government struck a chord within me. The underlying theme was rejection of force which led to my second, and more of a nail in the coffin, iconoclastic hero: Christopher Hitchens, who lambasted religion night and day, an anti-theist.

Despite embracing Rand’s philosophy, I was so detached from politics that I didn’t have a name for my philosophy as it pertained to government until a dear friend labeled it for me: libertarian.

In short, libertarian philosophy rejects the force of government in personal and economic lives. One could argue that many of the authors of the United States new government in the late 18th century embraced this philosophy, particularly Thomas Jefferson. Outright rejection of laws restricting personal and economic behavior sits at the foundation.

Because of human tendencies and weakness, vast majorities will outwardly condemn this philosophy. It has the implication of encouraging lawlessness throughout the land but more devastating is that it implies having no compassion for the helpless, both of which are not true for anyone not a control freak.

In short, anti-theism philosophy rejects the influence of the supernatural in all its forms and actively fights religion. One could argue that at least some of the authors of the United States new government too embraced this philosophy, particularly Thomas Paine. Outright rejection of celestial, invisible dictatorship from on high sits at the foundation.

Because of human tendencies and weakness, vast majorities will condemn this philosophy not only in public but privately too. Fear of death and the unknown, hope for eternal life, and an overall need to live in servitude coupled with firmly-held traditions drive theism.

When a person expresses views completely opposite of another, there is not only friction but separation in all its definitions. The defense mechanism is to avoid negativity, shame and anything that would put a target on one’s back. Most are consumed with enough stress in their own lives that the status quo alleviates the spread of more stress and anxiety. We are driven to comfort and pleasure, not discomfort and pain.

An embrace of philosophy that rejects force in all forms will not only reveal really deep, natural human behavior in oneself but in others. Friendship circles will vanish. Your same need to disassociate with negativity will also be executed by those around you and you’ll find yourself alone on an island. In essence, you’ve traded toxicity for inconsolable grief – and so have they.

Both parties have placed the other into a container in which neither one belongs. Neither party has the will to reconcile the differences.  Those schisms have been hashed out too many times – if one is lucky enough to get to hashing. The debates require staggering amounts of strength that too often has lay dormant near atrophy.

To overcome this devastation on relationships, both sides making some concessions may be necessary. Find common ground to teach and learn the other side.

TRICTION: Mentally Disordered

To express my excitement for my upcoming first actual novel is thrilling!  I hope you’ll enjoy it.  It’s going to be available sometime after April 19, 2017 from all e-book retailers.  Print copies will be available sometime in May 2017.

Dylan Pritchard traverses his unstable mind through years of travel to and from a waterfall.  He’s taken away by a group of strange, but interesting and highly successful people to a remote desert location.  After only a day at Monterey Station, he’s abruptly yanked and brought back to face his own reality.  This reality is the discovery of what the waterfall meant to him then and now.

Allopurinol for Gout

Sometime in 2001, I had the worst physical pain of my life in the form of Gout in my big toe.  At the time, I had no idea what was causing the pain but I knew that the day before I’d consumed wine and walked several miles – not a typical activity for me at the time.  Ignorantly, I placed a water pack on it but it made the pain worse.  Once diagnosed, my friend and co-worker Lucas humorously suggested that King Henry VIII was the last person to have the condition.

Years passed with only one or two flares until the fall of 2015.  It struck in one toe, then the other and back again.  I was under a full scale assault and could only hit up the urgent care.  On the first visit, they gave me Colchicine and Prednisone which wiped it right out.  Unfortunately, it was back within weeks and began oscillating between toes again until it decided to hit my right wrist.  Ouch!  This time it was clear I had to get to a doctor.

A short visit concluded with another prescription of Colchicine and Allopurinol.  For years, I’d resisted requesting the allopurinol because I don’t like the idea of being dependent on any prescription medication.  This stuff works!  It is not a pain medication but rather a preventative medicine.  My overall health appears to have improved dramatically since starting nearly 2 weeks ago.  The first week, I took 1-100mg pill per day.  The second week which is almost done, I’m taking 2-100mg pills per day.  The third week, I’ll take 3-100mg per day.  It feels like my entire body has been flushed of toxins and garbage.  My urine is darker which at the very least gives me the psychological relief that I’m getting rid of junk acid.

If you’re on the fence about Allopurinol, reconsider.  Your life deserves it!

Kephrid Born

Kephrid began his journey in a hole. He saw the strands all
around him as if to look inside himself.

                This is lovely.

                Tisn' tit?

                What is it?

                It came from Bladdar but I don't 
        know what it is either.

                What's Bladdar?

                A place.  Actually it's a region.  
        I've never been there, I just come 
        from there.

                What do you mean you're from there, 
        but you've never been there.

                Ok so where are you from?

                I don't know.

                Ok, so you don't even know where 
        you came from much less if you've 
        been there or not.  Just because 
        you're from somewhere doesn't mean 
        you've been there.

                I'm confused.

                Me too, but I think the only way to 
        get unconfused is if we talk our 
        way out of this place.  What's your 

                I don't know what my name is.

                I don't know mine either.  How 
        about if we call you Kephrid.

                Why Kephrid?

                I don't know.  When I saw you, 
        that's what I thought in my mind.

                Ok, so what's your name then?

                I don't know but I want you to call 
        me Voice.

                Works for me because that's what I 
        was thinking you were anyway.  Why 
        can't I see you?

                I'm not entirely sure.

                Do you have eyes or ears or a nose, 
        legs, arms?

                I can see you and hear you 
        obviously, but I'm only smelling 
        rich metals burning.  I don't think 
        I have arms or legs because I've 
        moved some stuff already with just 
        thinking about it moving where I 
        wanted it to move.

Surprise Visit to parents at church

Deron and I had planned this months in advance and were extremely pleased with the results.  We had a great time and could think of nothing better as a gift to my parents than to shock the heck out of them at Church.  It was a fun-filled week of riding Deron’s 4-wheelers, visiting with family and of course, eating an insane amount of delicious food.


Running as fast as my legs could go, I sunk into the thunder

Growing tired and weary, brain hurting afraid of a blunder

Focused on shipping and texting and not wrecking

The way I slept last night, oh, it’s got me necking

Ouch, that hurts

To Toast a Town

Years ago, I strolled the streets of Sun Valley, Idaho.  I felt protected.  I thought the future was sealed.  You cannot go to this city without an overwhelming romantic wave crash against you – comparable to walking on a beach but avoiding the sand.  Not going to happen. Now, that I’m married with two children, I want to take my family there.  I want that electricity mandated by the city’s environment to ignite my future’s purpose again.  I remember little else from that visit long ago.  Only the romance. A toast to you, Sun Valley, ID!


Time to run, time to lose
Time to eat, time to snooze
Time to be nice, not mean
Time to be lean, not green

Have you had a remarkable day?
Have you lost yourself in play?
Growing riches within your mind?
Blowing britches in kind?

I like to run and it feels good
But not until I’m skinny and wood
Getting there with light and focus
After all, no one really knows us

Bread gone, spinach here in tow
Lemons and Mushrooms, some cilantro
Ice and cranberry juice, onions and olive oil
Monterey Jack packs, salmon in foil