Why Not ?

Why Not ?

'Why Not ?', is the title of a book that one of my best friends wrote.

Luther Utterbach

The best Iowa artist that I have been blessed to know. 

He was THE MASTERPIECE. 

Was, as in passed on, dead. 

We met later in life when our dreams collided. 

I helped him get back his confidence enough to put his last art show together in Des Moines 

where he had a huge following of patrons, collectors and great friends. 

He had a masterpiece artwork that he was trying to manifest

it was BIG it was HUGE it was MONUMENTAL

a series of 'temples' placed in 'wild or free zones of nature' 

Luther grew up in the Iowa countryside, the son of the minister of the little brown church in the vale.

Luther knew religion, he knew the scriptures, he knew god

Luther was in NYC promoting his masterpiece

 in the process of getting a major show at the biggest museum

at long last his big break

he needed a break, as living in IOWA being the great artist that he was, meant humiliation, poverty and estranged relationships with his wife and children and friends.

He died in NYC walking across the street with Christo

probably the two greatest artists in the world....

Luther was the unknown American Artist, Christo the world famous Bulgarian born artist living successfully in NYC.

I knew Christo and his partner wife Jean Claude while working at the Lajolla Museum of Contemporary Art

they spent months at the museum putting together his first ever retrospective.

 Luther was Amazing  

I have photos and videos of Luther during his last years

The book, "Why Not?" was a very very limited edition printed for his last show 

I am offering "Why Not?" up for sale to the art community for the benefit of making his geniusness known

to Iowans and to the world, part of The Iowa Idea.

"Why Not?" is for sale for $300,000.00 

with proceeds going to jump start the Makiah O Miller Foundation. 

and the 

Peace City II 

project of co-creating a state of the art homeless city in 

Iowa City, Iowa 

I think Luther is probably living in Bhutan now

their way of living is very much Luther's ideals.

I hope to make them the ideals of 

Peace City II

remember to remember 

being AUTHENTIC to oneself leads to the deepest truths of the heart 

the place where 

Paradise Utopia 

always exists

and always remember to remember the donation button 

going from nothing $$$ ....to something $$$ is a HUGE step.

Dream BIG Dreams 

Dr Helms and Friends

Friends

I went to take my North Face tent, my home, down yesterday. It was in the front yard sheltered and shaded by the two large pine trees at the First Street Community Center. 

Inside the tent was a box of food; a round loaf of bread, some chicken and appetizers and a pecan pie.

John Wellso had created a 'spontaneous act of love' for me. A delicious meal. A heart felt gesture

telling me "I CARE" ....when your homeless, you feel alone...really alone. You feel worthless. You feel like an outcast. You feel discarded and trashed. You feel like life isn't your friend. 

John Wellso brings me back to reality. Friends are all that ever really matter in life.  

Friends that reach out to hug to care to love. Friends that give and share the abundance of their life.

Friends who know the act of 'spontaneous acts of love.'

In BEING homeless....the most important first step in finding oneself is to 

STOP THE NOISE

you need a quiet warm comfortable safe place to practice the art of listening 

a meditation space or room or house or chapel or tent

that sacred space of listening to the divine within

I am so blessed, I have Allie Chapel, on the Cornell College campus,  my true home in Mount Vernon

the place where inspiration from within speaks clearly to my intention of creating paradise utopia

ideas appear and ideas flow

Dr Helms and Friends 

is what comes after the meditation center

that special place where FRIENDS gather to share ideas 

and 

spontaneous acts of love

a warm comfortable homey place

a place of pure luxury 

a place to shower and soak and get squeaky clean and refreshed 

a place to be touched and messaged and loved to the center of your being

a place to be inspired by all the 33 points of light inspirational friends. 

a place to read and learn and share knowledge and wisdom

a place to dance and celebrate life to the fullest 

Dr Helms and Friends 

is ONE of the first steps in creating a solution for homelessness after 

STOP THE NOISE 

meditation

WE THE PEOPLE 

own almost a million homes across this fine nation

where is the first empty house needing to be transformed into 

Dr Helms and Friends 

home of creative rejuvenation

My cup runith over of amazing masterpeace ideas 

without friends helping friends 

NOTHING sprouts, nothing blooms, nothing bares fruit

I am looking for friends to join 

Dr Helms and friends 

in creating something that begins 

An American Renaissance Town

Mount Vernon Iowa 

Remember

the DONATION BUTTON above

Dream BIG Dreams 

and 

will you join my team

Remember to Remember

The Donation Button Makes Things Happen.

What do you want to make happen?

The Plan

Spontaneous Acts of Love 

Intention - Idea - Vision

Reality Check...time to focus...time for action

What are my assets? 

A good strong healthy body and a great attitude. A life time of art. Ideas galore. A vision of healthy happy people playing and working together to co-create the most fun loving communities. 

The Idea 

Everything I own goes to my son Makiah Orion Miller...that translates to a lot of artwork and ideas to sustain a world of healthy happy people to make sure he is always surrounded by people who love and cherish him and appreciate the genius that he is. 

So, I visited the  Greater Cedar Rapids Community Foundation to discuss the possibility of getting money to start the Makiah O Miller Foundation. A very pleasant discussion with Karla Twedt-Ball lead me down that long lonesome bureaucratic road to very little money in the sometime distant future. My needs are IMMEDIATE!

So immediate that having you click on the DONATION BUTTON on the upper right corner of this page would probably be the best solution to getting the Makiah O Miller Foundation up and rolling. 

To begin the process of grant approval...the IRS non profit forms need to be filled out immediately. 

Volunteers Welcomed. 

The Vision 

To create an organization with a mission of creating healthy and happy people co-creating healthy and happy communities. With the soul intention of providing a place that supports the ultimate health of oneself. 

I would like to rival the Susan G Komen Foundation as an inspiration to health and well being. 

Remember the Donation Button

On the homeless Iowa poverty front lines today.....my friend The Ultimate Binge Drinker decided buying a new Chevy $45,000.00 truck before getting his drivers license might not be a good idea. 

Looking into local resources for the homeless, more on that tomorrow. 

Ninety percent of my nutrition source comes from Body by Vi .....joining this great organization would sure give me hope for my continued nutritional well being.

Will you meditate with me

Will you come play with me 

Will you join my team

Will you dance with me 

Its NEVER about THE MONEY.

"Warning of the possibility of a depression, Harkin Sept. 15 called for a job creation package bigger than Obama’s $447 billion proposal to jump start economic activity." 


Okay...let's say I have nothing....no money, no savings, no house, no credit, no job....nothing....BUT the assets that I AM. 


WE are all born individual unique miraculous beautiful creative geniuses...REMEMBER.....THE TRUTH. Everything in life is about RELATIONSHIPS.....understanding the TRUTH of our connection and relationship with THE CREATOR....defines all our other relationships. From that primary relationship we begin to co-create our perspective or VISION to who we are. That PLAY between BEST FRIENDS sets THE GAME in motion. 


Give me a hundred dollars, give me a thousand dollars, give me a million dollars, give me seven billion dollars, give me hundreds of trillions of dollars. Without the total FREEDOM to play with THE CREATOR in discovering and experiencing ONESELF.... Money just keeps the SYSTEM continuing down the path of misery, slavery and desperate actions of attempting to fulfill an empty vessel. 


When DEPRESSED the ONLY cure is to connect with THE CREATOR ....the source of all abundance. Especially through the knowledge and wisdom of LOVE and its VITAL importance to life. 


So, Tom.......give me ONE PERCENT of that total package to EDUCATE the nation on how to get out of being DEPRESSED and get into a relationship with THE CREATOR that CHANGES and TRANSFORMS ....EVERYTHING. 


So Tom.....just shine the LIGHT on Iowa's Face of Poverty.....and watch the nation start to shift in being more healthy and happy and content with creating from THE SOURCE.............. The New America Renaissance.....Mount Vernon Iowa with the assistance of the Makiah O Miller foundation and the wisdom of it's amazing ELDERS....MainStreet Mount Vernon Iowa USA is creating and designing a SYSTEM based on putting the individual unique miraculous beautiful creative genius of THE CHILDREN in a top priority position of our new nation. Networking the geniusness of the children with the geniusness of the ELDERS and the geniusness of everyone else TOGETHER....vibrant new vital systems of creative well being will sprout to form the most dynamic family and community structures of sustainability. 


Great Nutrition...Great Exercise...with the most AMAZINGLY Healthy ATTITUDE....is the real solution. All three aspects combined with those THREE aspects that are most ESSENTIAL to life.....Consciousness, the Original ONE Cell and the HEART beat.....all three combining to AWAKEN the nation.....can life be more simple or easy or fulfilling or FREE or healthy or happy or PERFECT.....with the ultimate VISION of your own Paradise Utopia ...each step in the JOURNEY is another step in HEAVEN. 


This morning I was Blessed to connect with a meditation with THE BELOVED concerning FORGIVENESS and LOVE, an ACTIVE FEELING meditation of forgiving all the abuse, dysfunction, stupid pathetic habitual bad game playing, with the REAL REALITY of beautiful pure perfect love that ALWAYS IS ....ALWAYS HAS BEEN...and ...ALWAYS WILL BE.....EVERYTHING IN THE MATERIAL WORLD, and all worlds are created from THE THREE....nutrition-exercise-attitude....consciousness-Original ONE Cell- Heart Beat....height-width-depth....to AWAKEN AMERICA to The New American Renaissance.....throw ALL the 447 billion dollars into the FIRE of this passionate heart.....the TRUE face of poverty in IOWA....is this heaven, no it's Iowa ? 




ps. Caroline just stopped by upset that she heard THEY are now lacing marijuana with meth in order to get the children addicted......I reminded her that the greatest HIGH is BEING oneself....and the art of listening or MEDITATION is the pathway 'drug' to that blissful state of being. pelodom

The Freedom to Play

Life is about FREEDOM....Freedom to play to one's hearts' content....passionately, wholeheartedly, engagingly....always using every part of one's geniusness to play for the perfect prize...for the perfect life...for the ultimate dream, for the most ideal love, for the grandest experience of pleasure....I have found it amazing what games WE all play that make this world go round and round and round.....

Not only the wild wacky games boys play to collect yet another toy to play with... whether a new car, new boat, new mistress, new sports event, new country to conquer, or new experience to cherish.....and yes girls and their games can be very complex and intriguing, full of twists and turns and chaotic plots of mastering the perfect relationship for the ultimate excitement of pure pleasure or pure safety or pure need to be loved.

Game Framers by Aaron Dignan opens the mind to the ultimate games people can create to play all encompassing healthy wealthy truth seeking reality based games. It is all a huge step up from the old 1964 classic  Eric Berne masterpiece, " Games People Play. "  The big step is in FREEDOM to CREATE your own game. For me, The Ultimate Invitation goes out to you......

Just a note on my own game and game playing. I grew up innocent and naive in a pretty perfect community where everyone loved and cared for one another and we could even survive perfectly well from eating our landscaped neighborhood of the delicious fruit from the apple, plum, cherry trees...rhubarb was bountiful. Life was perfect. I grew up with little to few desires or wishes as I had everything ....especially that one thing that made me feel so complete and whole.....the amazingly perfect love of my mom and dad and sister. The foundation of wealth is really based on the WHOLENESS of self love....the more you get to experience as a child the more health and happiness and dancing you will be able to do as an adult. Self love is the game changer....it changes all the dysfunctional abuse and bad habits ....into empowering oneself to master the art of being a game designer. We have come a long way baby!

In mastering my own game of creating and designing systems of utopia I need not go much further than TOUCH....our skin is our greatest sensing cellular organ....HUGE....in America, probably in the world...WE live in a culture that shuns touching....touching is probably the greatest physical pleasure know to oneself. Can you imagine a life without FEELING.....a life without being TOUCHED......as a man, some parts of the body bring more pleasure than others, as a man I can only be envious and jealous and AMAZED at that most amazing pleasure organ that women have that WE men have NOT A CLUE about .....the life of Clitoris.....

As well, maybe WE men have NOT A CLUE about pleasure and the real games that need to be created for the ultimate health and wealth of the world.

Maybe "boy toys" are the ultimate life has to offer.....infinite and eternal blessings to creating your most perfect game!

A heavenly suicide into Paradise Utopia

A full day of tailgating at the front door to Kinnick Stadium watching the Iowa Hawkeyes come from the largest come from behind victory in their history.

My sister and husband had gone to the game leaving Makiah and I in charge of the big screen tv and the small gathering of people watching the game on the side of their brand new Winnebago View motor home.

Makiah would rather be ON the field Playing than watching....so during most the game we played catch in the parking lot. It ended up everyone wanted to play with him as they thought he was amazing. With some coaching from an expert his throwing improved to WOW level. He felt good about being the new Ricky Stanzi on campus.

After the game we walked about three or four miles to pick up my car....he did a great job with the walk. Then drove to Marion to deliver him to his brother Nick, for a night of playing and bonding.

I returned to Mount Vernon to take a shower and prepare myself for the night. The World's Most Amazing Mom was HOME and we had a dialogue. She felt that I really needed sleep. She thought I looked distraught.  She offered some sleeping pills and I settled for a short back message. She left. I rested for a couple minutes. Then got up full of energy and took a shower and prepared myself for another night of 'whatever' meditation.  I headed over to Allie Chapel on the Cornell College Campus. I put down my pendleton blanket, lite a candle and started to listen to the silence. Quickly, I was told to give up life and death. I was feeling complete about life. I had everything and MORE, everything and TOO MUCH. I began RELEASING everything about life and death. I started to get antsy. I couldn't sit...I started wanting to commit suicide. I starting crying hysterically. I didn't have any real desire to live anymore. I didn't want to live life without MY BELOVED. I meditated between my crying attacks on any addictions or sickness attached to my relationships. Nothing. I was cleared to proceed with my ultimate vision of suicide. Paradise Utopia.

Makiah was born at HOME. I delivered him from his wildly screaming MOM early morning June 22 1999 after a wonderful evening drumming meditation at Palisades Park outside Mount Vernon. First responders and the ambulance arrived in time to hurry the three of us to Mercy Hospital in Iowa City. Where baby Makiah was rushed to University Hospitals while exhausted MOM was told..."your discharged NOW"
We followed shortly to find our new child in intensive care unit full of wires and tubes. MOM checked herself into the hospital for a couple days of needed rest. Because of acute aortic stenosis a heart operation followed.....and since that first day he returned HOME, he slept between MOM and DAD...not just for a month or two til he could sleep in his crib but years and years followed of Makiah sleeping between US...til the last years when Tia, MOM's ugly untrained boxer took my place in the bed and I slept alone upstairs.

For some reason I had been imprinted with my Paradise Utopia vision of the THREE of us cuddled together in the warm love of that blissful FAMILY bond. We were BLESSED. Despite ALL the dysfunction. I just wanted to escape from being homeless and return to that perfect blissful way of being a FAMILY unit...hugging my two BELOVED LOVES....and falling peacefully to my death full sleep. I cried and sobbed as I felt the experience unfolding. I knew that if I could meditate complete WAKEFULNESS by a simple desire, that the act of 'disconnecting' or death would be so simple. I was anxious to go HOME. I put on my sweat shirt and jacket and started walking quickly home to my eternal sleep.

I drew a simple line drawing titled, Paradise Utopia ....and three simple line drawings of MOM...MAKIAH...DAD. Then got into my lovely large soft warm bed and said "GOOD-BYE" to this world and everyTHING in it.

..................................................................... I WOKE UP!   AGAIN!!! After a couple of hours of sleep, the first sleep in nine days..... I was wide awake, and completely dumbfounded.

The Beloved

My transition of being homeless lead me to Iowa City.

I hung out with a friend, sharing the meditation techniques of The Awakened One. The Awakened One is a wooden sculpture that was given to me by a friend several decades ago. The statue is from the Sung Dynasty in China. My friend Liesel grow up in china as her dad was employed by Standard Oil back in the early 1920's. The Awakened One is my favorite piece of art.

I have decided to sell the artwork to support my work of spreading the message of ENLIGHTENMENT and the New American Renaissance. I hope to engage China, India and America in purchasing The Awakened One in order to create, design and finance a new program of cultural exchange. I am hoping Aung Sun Suu Kyi of Burma will facilitate the sale.

I started my meditation on the ped mall late...in time to see the students rush out of the bars and bustle home in the chilled air. I was engaged in a conversation by a young bright philosophy student. She was dragging an adult boy toy with her, he stood nearby speechless as Mother Mary talked about her four year old daughter and about having just come from having sex on the nearby bank rooftop, apparently one of her new found pleasures in life. She wanted my pendleton blanket. She was bright and inquisitive, wanting to know everything I knew about life .....she wanted MORE but really couldn't define what that might mean....she grabed her man-boy toy and walked into the night.

I decided to head over to my favorite place in town. The meditation room at University Hospitals. It was the year anniversary of Makiah's heart surgery. A traumatic time of replacing both his heart valves by Dr. Tom Davis. Everything has seemed to be perfect. This last year has brought amazing new maturity and growth and happiness to ALL of us. I spent about six hours in GRATITUDE.

And came away with visions of THE BELOVED, and knowing our hearts were ONE and the same.

How silly I seem to myself, the most simple profound TRUTHS sometimes seem so hidden in the muck.

goodnight John Boy.
goodnight Clitoris.