Angry White Man

There was a time when I cared. It was so long ago I can barely remember. I have tread through this onslaught of what we call life for so long now I can only recall being hopeful. Sad, yes; morbid, no. Similarly, I am not truly angry in the sense that I thrive upon its negative energy, but that I am angry in a disappointed sense. I expected more from my life and as a consequence of that I had expected more from the people I knew. I truly don't know if I have anything left to give except my anger. I hope my anger doesn't frighten you.

I do not fear the future because it terrifies me to an end I have no conception of, nor want to believe. We are not the people we think we are. Our world spins and we laugh and love, cry and smile, eat and play and work. For what? A hope and a prayer we will be left alone? The corruption of our being is nearly complete and all we can do is HOPE we will be left alone. Truly, this is not life. This is not about hate or fear or greed. It is about you and me.

I can no longer rely upon truth to win out over the volume of cacophonous hate spewed upon and around my space. The Nazis were but a focus group for the insanity to come. There are no contingencies of hope for this kind of malevolent planning, nor are there heroes for the darkness they will wrought. I am angry because I saw it and did nothing.

Holiday

My impressions are not yours. My jovial nature has nothing to do with my acceptance of your banality. My choices are what is left of degradation. I look upon the horizon and see black smoke-tar billowing. I gasp, I choke... Pa rum pum pum pum.
Looking back on a life of banality, I am so disappointed. I wanted so bad to make a mark. Instead, life made a mark of me. Asshats and grubbers make the world go round and round... pa rum pum pum pum.
Marking time is what is left. I could not outlast them. Time is the key to truth, after all. I wish for a fish as big as a whale for our kinder souls... Pa rum pum pum pum.

Frankenstein

What to do, What to do...
The villagers are not very happy with the burgomeister for the crimes of the previous fearless leader. Yet, we haven't grabbed the pitchforks and lit the torches, yet... The monster lives and he is us.
I have said this so many times before it really gets old. I have no desire to hate you or rape you. I am a love machine; nothing more, nothing less.

Spinach: Nature's Steroid

Appetizer
Spinach Dip
Soup
Moldavian Spinach Soup
Salad
Spinach with Hot Bacon Dressing
Main Course
Spinach Souffle
Dessert
Spinach Pie

Then get ready to RUMBLE...

A Day in the Life

I use to be pretty,
I use to be fine.
Now I wallow in pity,
and drink from the slime.

I tried to be worthy,
I tried to be fair.
But failures engulf me,
and seeing is queer.

I know of nothing,
I want more than this...

A world full of hunger,
A striving for Truth.

We need...

Clinging release from time honored myths.
Stinging rebuke from pasts gone by.
Loving embrace to meet our everyday sighs.

What is life but love,
What is love but life.

808

Tears of a Clown

It is one thing to notice that the emperor wears no clothes, it is quite another to publicly remark on this condition. The expected reaction is a beatdown by the emperor's cronies, lackeys and thugs or a polite nod and a shake of the head by those whose observation is aligned with the speaker but whose lives are better off pretending it is isn't. Then there are those who profess genuine outrage over this disclosure and they are a class unto themselves.
It truly blows my mind that we have not progressed beyond Plato's cave and allowed reason to overcome ignorance. Why do we rationalize the relative? Is it to preserve our sanity? Our morality? It makes no sense to me. Our cultural brain synapses are going to snap and the result will be terminal.

Under Pressure

Du do du dah
la li la la
mmmmmmmmmmm
ok
now what the fuck
I am going to say this once. Tea baggers are nothing but shilled repubs. Kind of like Mafia 2 if you want to see the movie.
assholes...
You want pablum? you want excitement? you want to be something? god damn we are so fucked.
I hope you are in the mood for irony and exploitation. I have no brain for anything else; I am gone. Question???????????????????????????????????
geez, riddle me this Batman.