8/8/14

Frantic Monkeys

I have no words. I have little inspiration left. What is left of me should be fine viewing on the funeral slab.



There is not a thought in my head that would sway me to think we (USA) are the good guys. None, zip, nada. I traded my white hat in long ago. This is what we have come to and I am neither ashamed, nor surprised by it. We are the evil and we don't even know it. I am sickened by it, but I am responsible.



I am sorry world.

We will kill you and salt your cities.

This is our way.


7/25/14

30 Plus Fucking Years

I have no more faith in you. I have an extreme amount of hope (mixed with fear) that we may survive.

5/30/14

Realism

There is such power in this "internet" world. I marvel at the knowledge available to me. I am also befuddled by the shear volume of resources; it makes me shudder. Trust and authenticity will bear the black marks as more and more deceptions are uploaded. Trust in a medium of such importance (and ultimately, impotence) will succumb us to a subservience that will make serfdom and slavery seem benign.

As with "police" powers I wonder who watches and I hunger for revolution. I await it with my dying gasp. May the fortunate know this, it was never about them. It was about equality and brother/sister-hood.

A simple rule betrayed by eons of corruption; a Golden Rule. Don't fuck with people unless you want to be fucked with.



A lesson not learned by our masters (see Philippines, Cuba, Guatemala, Iran, Vietnam, Chile, El Salvadore, Iraq, Afghanistan, etc...) This is just the modern list. We have been fucking with people since our inception. I won't even mention policies of genocide or slavery.


We are a happy/sad people in spite of this.

When do we stop? Can we stop? Is our nature so intwined with our past that this is what we are?


Archaism

There is no place like home.
Try as I might I will probably never find it.
The wind is my ally and the earth is my foe.

Strikes against and for me.

Something in all of us makes me want to stay despite the fact I loathe our way.
I delude myself that we have hope, yet the fear of what seems to me is inevitable breathes life into me.

There is something in all of us that I have grown to love.
These are the people I love.












Photo

Photo: Silliness on Memorial Day

Be good to each other.
This is golden.


4/4/14

1 Percent

Pathetic beings have no place in the Grand World.
Servants may be desired, but they can be had.
This is our day and we will not ruin it with talk of decay.

Money is the prime mover.
Money is our prophet.
Money is profit.

I saw a bird and it flew.
It was so beautiful.
I don't like insects or bugs.
I despise them.

Rid me of the things that are wrong.
Annihilate those things I don't like.

Minds are not of talking or stalking.
We have our ways.
Us and them
The way it is.
We will rule the world;
Forever.

3/28/14

50 %

We don't give a fuck as long as we are making money off your sorry asses...