I killed m Facebook page. It was easier than you think. I evaluated the time and the content and the 'relationships' on there and found dissatisfaction.
No one reads this blog. It's almost a daydream meandering that I can plant somewhere in the world and be assured that feedback will be minimal. There're no stupid ass cat pictures, no cute stories about overcoming life's obstacles with meaningless TV cliches.
It's just me. Maybe just me is how it should be. I don't want to depend on ethereal people anymore for my intellectual fix. I'll post to nothing, in search of no one's approval.
You can however follow me on twitter.
Not really.
Sunday, May 20, 2012
Sunday, April 1, 2012
Random thoughts 31 the birth of the devil
In the beginning we crouched
Naked,lost, in the mud and blood and spit of our creation
We hated
We hated
We hated ourselves and the devils we held beneath our scowls
God came back
From his long Caribbean vacation
He found us
Crouching, scowling in the mud an the blood
He said, "get the fuck up you goddamn animals! Have some self respect."
And we'd crouched so long our backs had become crooked, our arms long, our knuckles abraded. We stood up out of the filth by painful inches.
God pointed at one of those pitiful creatures with his perfectly tanned, manicured fingertips and said,"What the hell is going on here? I leave for a moment to catch some sun and have a few laughs and you lose your shit?"
And the timid voice of the pitiful creature said,"we just ain't no good. We got this evil in us, this darkness, and we can't shake it."
God stared at humanity for a few minutes.
He rubbed his perfectly manicured beard,
he tugged at the sleeves of his
jimmy buffet pineapple shirt
and finally said,"Well shit,
that just isn't gonna cut it."
So god grabbed up the human race in his big hands and shook and pried and ripped and finally tore the devils out.
And the devils ran all over, biting and spitting and jumping and humping. And god said,""There ya go."
He turned to leave.
One timid human spoke up as a devil was eating her baby,"Now what?"
"Don't look at me, they're your devils do what you want with 'em."
And we did.
Naked,lost, in the mud and blood and spit of our creation
We hated
We hated
We hated ourselves and the devils we held beneath our scowls
God came back
From his long Caribbean vacation
He found us
Crouching, scowling in the mud an the blood
He said, "get the fuck up you goddamn animals! Have some self respect."
And we'd crouched so long our backs had become crooked, our arms long, our knuckles abraded. We stood up out of the filth by painful inches.
God pointed at one of those pitiful creatures with his perfectly tanned, manicured fingertips and said,"What the hell is going on here? I leave for a moment to catch some sun and have a few laughs and you lose your shit?"
And the timid voice of the pitiful creature said,"we just ain't no good. We got this evil in us, this darkness, and we can't shake it."
God stared at humanity for a few minutes.
He rubbed his perfectly manicured beard,
he tugged at the sleeves of his
jimmy buffet pineapple shirt
and finally said,"Well shit,
that just isn't gonna cut it."
So god grabbed up the human race in his big hands and shook and pried and ripped and finally tore the devils out.
And the devils ran all over, biting and spitting and jumping and humping. And god said,""There ya go."
He turned to leave.
One timid human spoke up as a devil was eating her baby,"Now what?"
"Don't look at me, they're your devils do what you want with 'em."
And we did.
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Random thoughts 30
We postulate heaven prostrate on glass chunk carpet
There are caverns in us unexplored by humanity
filled to brim with crystallized eye candy mantra hiccup space trash
Geraldo never found al capones treasure either
We rest after fucking on park ruined benches splintering our hands and asses and can't lift them to save the world
I won't be here when you wake up
I'll be gone for the coast in a toaster oven muscle car tour bus
Spreading the word about baby face Nelson and his machine gun falsetto
There are caverns in us unexplored by humanity
filled to brim with crystallized eye candy mantra hiccup space trash
Geraldo never found al capones treasure either
We rest after fucking on park ruined benches splintering our hands and asses and can't lift them to save the world
I won't be here when you wake up
I'll be gone for the coast in a toaster oven muscle car tour bus
Spreading the word about baby face Nelson and his machine gun falsetto
Friday, March 23, 2012
Random thoughts 29
What we believe in is stale
We need new things
New avenues
New architecture for faith
New gods and new enemies
And new horrors and new adjectives
We need video game reset
We have believed too long in dire need
And have lost outward momentum
We need propulsion
Escape capsule
Generation starships to carry us dead and dying and living and stagnant into the new reality
We have outstayed the day
Overbooked reservations in seedy motels
There are new dogmas untouched in the supermarket aisles
We are broken things
And no mechanic to twist
The wrench in our behalf
We need new things
New avenues
New architecture for faith
New gods and new enemies
And new horrors and new adjectives
We need video game reset
We have believed too long in dire need
And have lost outward momentum
We need propulsion
Escape capsule
Generation starships to carry us dead and dying and living and stagnant into the new reality
We have outstayed the day
Overbooked reservations in seedy motels
There are new dogmas untouched in the supermarket aisles
We are broken things
And no mechanic to twist
The wrench in our behalf
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Random thoughts 28
I believe more in nothing because nothing is inside me
We have discovered the Fiji islands
The shape of space
The stars true nature
The evolution of praying mantises
And we have given into entertainment
And banality and we excessively exorcise our creation upon making apps and games and films that do nothing and children and art and music and life that that is hollow
And we have grown dull and lazy in the shadow of a genius we only know through the visible spectrums of the reality we made of brokenness
Hell no longer holds us from atrocity because we have created a facsimile of the devil's home stadium right here on earth and we play very, very well at being villains.
We have discovered the Fiji islands
The shape of space
The stars true nature
The evolution of praying mantises
And we have given into entertainment
And banality and we excessively exorcise our creation upon making apps and games and films that do nothing and children and art and music and life that that is hollow
And we have grown dull and lazy in the shadow of a genius we only know through the visible spectrums of the reality we made of brokenness
Hell no longer holds us from atrocity because we have created a facsimile of the devil's home stadium right here on earth and we play very, very well at being villains.
Random thoughts 20 something
Hung up to guru idols I await the maw
We refuse your table scraps
You're heartfelt sobs
Your egomanic daydream must see tv desires
give us a handful of electric impulses
Give us a live tiger we can unleash on the healthy and successful
In this vein we execute the supreme directive
Ever onward fuck the past and the dead and the death we owe
Give us oblivionic discourse
Give us now or we take it from your mouths
We refuse your table scraps
You're heartfelt sobs
Your egomanic daydream must see tv desires
give us a handful of electric impulses
Give us a live tiger we can unleash on the healthy and successful
In this vein we execute the supreme directive
Ever onward fuck the past and the dead and the death we owe
Give us oblivionic discourse
Give us now or we take it from your mouths
Saturday, March 3, 2012
Random thoughts 26
We are eaters sated under sight of a fat overseer
A bludgeoned field of grocery cart canary cages emptied of substance our only heirloom
A bludgeoned field of grocery cart canary cages emptied of substance our only heirloom
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