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. . . somewhere deep within the video game . . . level 33 and a third (Boss Level!) the genre or polyscifi has been utilized to craft a video game titled Carnival of Swamp Horrors a chemical spill at a wetland has mutated the locals into reptiles, amphibians, and birds, (oh my.) But it just so happens to have also leached into the buildings at the Institute of Fuss and Control somewhere in secret-man-landia outside of the 495 area, but still within metro-control megalopolous And all of their 'mueee hee hees', giggling like bit part actors in a B run horror flick or is it a political convention?

So we don't really have an answer for the power mad. Why do we need to keep trumpeting out the message: we don't buy your lies anymore.

Years go by, they never give up with their operant message. if you were smart enough to notice the assumptions, the overwhelming top-down dictatorial vile authoritarianism of their assumptions: we are the the 'they' who know and you must do what we say now. Look at the shiny ball.

The shiny ball is that which they use to hypnotize their captive audience. The captive audience might be the whole world.

An organizational analysis: systematic procedural accounting, and organizational structure charting would reveal the pyramid and be illuminating to those of us who have eyes to see within those realms. That gigantic theory of power and control exists as part delusion, part people-pile of cheerleaders letting someone stand on their back. And then we see how perverse the coaches could be as to how large a pig-pile they want to have so that their tiny leaders can use the bodies of their subjects as a staircase to heavens above, destiny to be in control, and 'do as we say' always 'do as we say'.

The public grows weary. The falseness of all of it compels one to be in a different sphere of life. We recognize the institution as corrupt just by the stench we can imagine by just seeing the kind of organizational structure that thrives within. What kind of swamp do they allow it to be? Look at the petty functionaries and access their social consciousness. What kind of assumptions do they make about their relationship with those around them. Are they egalitarian or are they elitist? Do they believe in being 'better than' others, by some natural process which they dominate? Is it a top down structure without morality so that the 'leaders' have different codes of law than the ones upon whose backs they stand? Do those who let others stand on their backs know that this is what is happening? Do the 'lords' act like bad-bosses (ahoes) and make it obvious as to their dominance? Do they institute piddling-upons of those 'lower than them' as a way to assert their dominance? Is it a dominance and submission culture of leadership? Are there obvious ethno-social casts? Is the ruler-ship class a bunch of ahoes?

You see the crumbling walls at the fringes of this. Access the era of this kind of tyranny. What kind of cray cray will their processes convey? Maybe walk on the ceiling so that you are out of view. You make your way inside.

The gardens are all of fallow plants. The court yard is set up like a puzzle level from a circa 1999 A.D. vintage video game with dungeon levels, and puzzle garden tombs or grave yards, and swinging things, from a giant cantilever, made some time in late antiquity judging by the motif of the iconography. The plants cultivated here are noxious and toxic. Poison ivy. Hog weed. toxic fungae. all kinds of poison.

What do you see at the door? Who is there lurking? Can you make it past the evil gate keeper? It's not a gate but a desk in this scene. He knows the cheat. The animated receptionist lets him in. Next he's at the staircase. How many rooms are there at this facility. He's looking for a secret door somewhere. It was a luscious facade back in the day when it was new. By now it all seems trite and scripted. Bots as the troupe that performs this play, the animation is too clinical by now. The VR goggles? not interested in seeing blood spatter virtually in three dimensional slow motion.




Meanwhile, outside the horror film, seemingly in the audience

how did they engineer so many snowflakes?

a feat of social engineering? The plan of ? ? ? As if it hasn't gotten obvious.

What has gotten obvious?

More Conjecture

Those on a rampage of mean politics . . . stop it!

how come there are so many snowflakes? 'They' didn't engineer anything.

It's just the illusion of a blizzard. People in the real world aren't as craven and mean as some of these political operatives.

The illusion of the blizzard. In fact it's not a blizzard at all. The false consensus, the unreasonable narrative.

In fact? False consensus? people get away with what others let them get away with. The stage show of the left never ends, they are their own most important legends in their own minds.

Everyone craves purpose in living. Politics is an easy form of psychological 'crack', which gives people a sense of euphoria from the delusions of group think. It's a ready world in which, as if a kind of virtual society like from a video game, the false consensus of false cause better-than-them-ism, is a kind of emotional crack: a super drug in the sense of it's purposeful way of just infecting the thoughts and behaviors of people. There is a feeeling of selfrightousness, a 'better-than-ism' that justifies very very selfish and willful people to continue on with their regime of utter and nasty meanness against anyone whom they delude to oppose. In fact this kind (this type? 'type'? I type when I write.) probably doesn't bother to listen or to hear, and probably couldn't really convey what the ones to whom they oppose believe.

Sure of being right. Sure others are wrong. Sure that the others, who are seen as wrong, are also evil and subhuman, and possibly even. . . dare I say it . . . Republicans . . .

As if the mantra, which they chant with their giant meanness: "Peace and love and kill Republicans." And they seem to be sure that you are one of them.

Leave the moshing for the rock club. Keep your meanness at home. Put it in a drawer. Leave it there. Never use it. Don't kill anyone. Do you even know any Republicans? How can you tell?

 
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Constitutional Crisis?

What crisis do they think it is? That the Constitution might start to be enforced for a change?


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praying for an old friend
you read about
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outside the factory
in the fog
on the day of the lay off
leaning on a brand new convertible hot rod
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chirping the tires
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graduation is over
I've made fool of myself
by fawning over someone
and inviting myself to parties
that I shouldn't have
and trying to tell a friend
that I . . . 
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so I won't even put it in here
but I've thought a lot about it
putting it into a spontaneous poem,
like a confession
in the morning
when it's hot out
and the prospects are
too much time in dull moments
the politics of living through the hard times.
Understanding the constant deletion of delusions.
locking all the insight into rhyme
delete delete, delight in the delete.
Keep it inside when meeting the creatures of the street
and the constant operant on cause messaging of on narrative parrots of power
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she curses the cabby.
They think that they are in love.
He's aware of her meanness
he thinks he's being forgiving
by putting up with her ways
as long as it makes things right.

She's often upset and lonly
even when he is around her.
She plays her part so well when she's in character
as long as he accompanies her to the protests.
He knows her instinct is to be a black widow.
She's craven and greedy and waiting for her great grandparents to die
scraching him acrross his back and cursing his seed as he . . .
hoping her baby will be a demon world slayer.

He knows that the baby will be a jesus.
She be dead of pills before she knows it.
She'll never bare his child without him lashing him down.
who is more evil than who?
the person who writes degenerate poems?

He knows his poem won't be anything.
He's ready to throw away all of the old records
he doesn't care if he ever hears those songs again.
Some time in your life you make the delete in time.
the rhythum of story doesn't need to be published now, even if spontaneous.
the porn of the story must be dleted, it's too horroific to publish . . .

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On this solumn day I decided that I shall solumnly remove crap. (delight in delete)

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An old proverb:

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Political and Media Inanity
by Truck-u-later

Truck-u-later

in this column Truck-u-later steps in deeper . . .


a running headline:

Epic fail on the gun-grab.



蠱 work on what has been spoiled

Support the sane and the honest in journalism. Reject the call to dox.

Feb 22, 2018



tell us how you really feel . . . . . . well . . . Truck-you-later!


today you can find that you should
delight in the delete.

Not only what you should see,
but also what you've seen enough of.

That dude with the band-camp-way, who
has the gun grab script and doesn't seem to 
care about finishing highschool is trying to
Dox 
our gracious and wise Laura Ingraham!
Laura: prevail!

Bad-cob band camp gun grab dude: you can prevail about
other things. I don't wish you ruin,
I wish you enlightenment concerning the understanding of
human rights: the right to feel safe.
Some people, having faced horror, only feel safe
when they are armed, or know that protection is near.
A kid whose family is able to saunter from coast to coast, 
and lives off of the . . . what does your parent's families
do? By the way?

Well you know better than we.
So success in your efforts to understand and love
other pepole. Because you seem to be
failing at that very much so.
and trashing the wise and kind, though
who pulls no punches, and doesn't think
kissing-up is wise, so she doesn't, and by the way
she's very smart and her commentary is usually flawless.

So you'd learn a lot if you  studied her and her style
and come to appreciate that
in politics, in America, the pepole who root for america
root for Americans, too. and just because they
dont' agree with you about politics
they don't want to ruin your life and livlihood.
Laura might seem like a difficult bitch to you
because she won't capitulate to your magical talking points.
You were annointed by your band-camp moity of power
people around you
puttig you at the front the line, and
how old did you say you were? We can't
find that out about you.
We have hundreds of hours and countless years of commentary
dead-nuts-on precision, a knife of snark only cutting out the fallacies and leaving
the rest of the garment thred bare. . . that is what
what Larua can do to the false causes that she finds
and she has been a beacon of honest commentary
and a true believer in doing better,
by not being a Dd-babbee
dude-babbling
about nothing,
not worrying about pepole who are really harmmed
because they can't defned themselves when they don't have
honest weaponry.
So you say let the state me a tyrant so that 
you can feel safe meanwhile aspiring to do
the same job as your dad who must have one of those things,
or a few of them
that you'd get to have too
if you got that job so how is that fair
to anyone? To the people whose guns you'd have the govenrment steal?
The thing about rights, like the right to defend yourself
it isn't up for a vote.
It's not up for a vote.
We have this right to have these objects.
Some people want them more than other people do.
But once they are prohibited they will still be around
and only fools will think that they won't be,
or the enemies will choose other weapons,
and harm comes too, so why the gun grab fetish?

And we know why.
And if we say that they go off in their hatefulness
how how dare we to say out loud what we used to fear to even think
due to the stock outrage, 
we are to be treated as sheep?
That is what some say that others think.
But do they say it to our faces?
They call us 'deplorible' because we
won't capitulate to their talking points.
They 'nudge', but never take a nudge themselves.
And if you get in their way . . . 
I can give you a list of names of those who have fallen
and some speculate that it were the . . . who did this.
I leave the elipses as blank where I don't say what we allknow
or at least those of us who have had the antidote to the narrative,
those false narratives that have been beaten about for how many generations?
the idea factories of . . . the agenda industry. Just who pays to put out
all that crap?

And so we see this new 'movement' of sellect special moiety
band-camp kids, and their obviously stereotypical 'student personas',
all of them very heavily coached, as if they were trained at deception.
I would ask as to the ages of all of them? who selected these kids?
how is it that there were all that band-camp special moiety kid, 
an 'arch type' ready made for a publicity stunt.
The publicity stunt to generate false outrage against the right
the human right to bare arms: which many people need
to exercise in order to feel safe.
And you don't have any right to questin it because
it's a basic thing: to need to feel secure.
Not everyone is so well connected as these band-camp special moiety kids
with a sure-thing future at a dot-org
or do the same thing that parents did,
part of the job for life crowd.

Can't you see why we'd find you curious?
and some would say loathsome.
But you don't see yourself as being a dupe,
you try to Dox a well-loved commentary, 
whose endured through a long ice-age of meanness from
the past administrations.

And she is indominable!
She prevails just based upon the strengh of who
she has already proven herself to be.
And she would not wish ruin on you, or curse you
to a corporation to try and dox you.

So you loose, fool.
You curse a person of truth and elegance
because she challanges your nonsense: a sensical thing
for an adult person to do to try andtrain and mentor a younger mind.
The young are too young to understand yet, and adult hood is said by some to be
be 21, or 18, or even 13. But we see two more important ages: 25 and 40.
There is wisdom that people don't have before 25.
There is wisdom that peple don't have before 40
There are things that will make you crazy
for a while
if you find out about htem too soon.
It leads to ruin,
the members of the 27 club?

So smarten up and love your enemies.
Do good to those who hate you.
Pray for those who seek to destroy you
and don't do those things to them.
and you will find that it's easy to see
that a lot of the evil that you'd thought you'd been noticing
was just your imagination. 
It's not the people who want to have guns
that are a problem:
it is the peple obcessed with wanting to take them away.
The evidence is clear tht the removal of guns gives much less security
and results in higher levels of crime.


In any case I think that this kid
can grow up. He's got to come to an ephipiny
sooner than later or he shrivel up, embittered.

The problem: he's creating a problem by
insisting that the gun-grab is a legitimate
effort from the grass-roots.
It's as fake as anything else that comes from the
agenda farms of the Stazzi kid leftists, those 
generations who
having had infiltrated and taken control
of most everything . . . 
now are on the verge of being exposed.

At least that is the hopeful narrative
that some have been suggesting.

Time will tell.


Remember the Sultana!

April 27, 1865

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Rain at the end of February

crocuses return right about now!




On the wet lawn
the crocus will bloom
in just a few days or weeks

Bad Science Fiction
Written by creepy clown-writers 50 years ago

Far fetched narratives with certain common themes can be very scary if you don't understand that it's all just a story . . . or is it?

You do know the difference.

There is bigger news about. And everybody knows it. Don't fret the bogus scary stories, real news is afoot. You just don't know where to find it yet.

People like a story with an ending where all the blameless are safely home and free. All the ones who were causing problems are gone. Problems all mitigated. What just happened? No one is ever really sure. Everyone has a different story to tell. Some people say it's all just a fable, why believe these tales of glorious peeping? Oh, ya, peepers come in early Spring: so soon. Spring Peepers, that is.

Feb 25, 2018



Somethings never change
nothing need stay the same
ah, but on a website the constant change is kind-of the point . . . 

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My moonie moon moon . . . 

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A butterbean, because the baby likes them. Buy a, poppa, poppa, The people said.




. . . only four weeks from today . . .

East Woodstock, CT,  Dec 22, 2006, Copyright 2006, 2010

Mertle and a Red house Christmas! This house is in East Woodstock, Conneticuit. Photo taken Dec 2006

The raging ocean at Bear's Neck, Rockport, Massachusetts, during a NorEaster.  Jan 5, 2010, Copyright 2010
oh how the sea will rage in a Cape Ann Nor'Easter





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Poem Shards

just who reads, who writes these poems?
off a mountain road the poet roams
but only in a poem.

Realizing that the empty 
is empty
and not needing anything there.

just who shows up and for what?
I'm lonely or am alone or what does it matter?
driving off towards the nothing
walking along the nowhere path
up high
sure, it's a pretty view
but seen it, done it, jaded, back to the air port
he flew
his fantasy of happy vacation was through.


The deep snow.

The deep snow. She doesn't know how deep. She didn't think about it. Depth of snow no one know in rills and hollows where you shouldn't go when the storm is fierce and the night is cold even you shouldn't be so bold. poem is from 2012 short story titled Blizzard Baby The morning light is hued in cold awareness. Warming in the sun the bunny explores the snow covered lawn. The tracks melt by mid morning. Bunny doesn't know what the song means, anyway. This giant bubble that we call awareness? How could it have been formed? Seemingly hollow, it's filled up with you reading this and wondering where does this idle poet get his idle hours to spew out this bubble web of hollowness? 🚦 🚧 🚨 🚩 🚪 🚫 🚬 🚭 🚮 🚯 🚰 🚱 🚲 🌛 🌑 🌒 🌓 🌔 🌕 🌖 🌗 🌘 🌙 🌚 🌛 🌜 🌝. 🚤 🚥 sometimes there is beauty within the fragments . . . 🌜🌜🌜🌝🌛🌛🌛 Sprongg . . . onng . . . ongg ga Her tired morning seems more like poetry than anything you can find on a blog. Bark Bark. Bark Bark. Tree Bark Bark. Bark Bark. Dog 🌑 🌒 🌓 🌔 🌕 🌖 🌗 🌘 🌙 🌚 🌛 🌜 🌝. 🚤 🚥 Woof and woe🌝 🌑 🌒 🌓 🌔 🌕 🌖 🌗 🌘 🌙 🌚 🌛 🌜 🌝. 🚤 🚥 Space Ship snowman floats off towards Billy Perilli, writer of all of the things on this blog. 🌜🌜🌜🌝🌛🌛🌛

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Coders Edge

Code Review

Purpose of such a review?

I would take new work, but I don't know how to get back into the job market.

I've got these ideas about . . . and if I tell you I won't actually do it.

to be said in a robot voice, with a sound effect quality from the 1990's: "Bitcoin is crashing, crashing"

But who am I to talk? I used to collect stamps.

I read in an article that people make upwards of $100,000.00/month running a . . . drum roll . . . MineCraft (TM) server. The article was about how three students at Rutgers . . . invented the world's worst computer varmint (mole? weasle? worm? viris?) so that they could take down rival MineCraft servers. It's a real story.

I don't do MineCraft, but I do minetest, an open source version of the same thing. I think such 'infinite world' topography simulators and gameish environments are a very lot of fun. I tend to use the world builder commands and loving the stack and stack2 commands (stack2 is the most useful). But really minetest could go to a higher place if they would . . . and I have a list of different ideas that would need to be better presented. Think like Einstein: don't just map in 3-D. Don't just allow only six directions. Allow for other orientations. Allow for importing in fragment matrices to use as templates (that is kind of . . . what the saves are.) have a better sand box. The pieces are all there, you jsut have to allow for rotation of elements and also that htey need not conform to having to live within that particular matrix.

In life, as in video games, it's better to avoid the battle. In a video game if you 'like' the battle, well, that is your thing. In the real world if you like the battle, you might not be suited as a peacemaker, but instead maybe a pretty good football player, some kind of wise quarterback.

I like playing minetest without having to fight off the dragons. But the dragons still show up occasionally. I'm doing something like building stairs between the levels, or stacking glowing bricks into a pyramid, and the figgging dragon shows up and starts shooting me with fire. How annoying. It's just a process, really. So, instead of a 'kill', one instead can defeat this . . . .creature of the game by blocking it in (so it can't move and withers away. OR. You lay down a couch and sit in it. The dragon will attack, but the couch always restores all your health, so the attack has no effect. As long as you have an adequate weapon, you just sit there with your finger on the hit button, or tapp it repetiviely, and eventually the dragon will die. Yet a third way is to remove the dragon mod, and then it won't show up any more but they are cool when they don't attack, so I leave them in the game. Plus if anyone breaks into my world (how could they?) and wants to hang around they'll have to face dragons (but I don't network my worlds, though I could, couldn't I).

I like blender better for precision. It would be awesome if there were a blend of minetest and blender (a single application) minetest-blender-neverball-civ-browswer. Each block with 6 faces can have 6 different feeds . . .

On anohter note: it is said that quantum computing will disrupt the whole crypto chain dream-space and the byte-con (byte-console?) bit-cion (bye coin?) phenomena. A few years ago I heard how gold can be faked in many different ways and that even getting a slapped coin didn't really mean that you actually had the real thing. That sounds a bit paranoid, but . . . buyer beware. Seriously if you are just starting to by metal today, thinking that bitcoin is crashing, you probably are just a desparate person anyway, unhappy in any case, and one who doesnt' plan well for storms and rain. It's going to rain sometimes. If it's a storm, that is why there are root sellers. Root-kit sealers? Nave sealers? Face-crock sellers? ROOT Cellars. Where you go when there is a tornado. Other than that you can hunker in and pray.

Yes, I think that bitcoin mining is interesting, but a far better use of a hybirdized processor array video system, with very many cores, a better use: is design. Design of scenes. Design of toy-things. Design of video game objects. Website design. For the lookup and presentation of complex data. But not just for that but actually do that with it. You have a super computer that can do it well, and instead you heat your house and mine bit coin and waste a very lot of electricity for something, that as soon as the quantum computers are actually annonced, something that won't be worth that much anymore if it['s all just cracked, first thing, but willful operators and their spiffy new cmputer system. My guess is that someone might already have them and the only reason they haven't done it yet is . . . they are just being nice.

hey, I don't know how block chain works. Maybe it will stand up to the test of dysruptive technologies such as quantum computers? I don't really know. So if you know that your purchase is a good one, and it's not just a way to launder your crooked money, or to try and hedge against the meanness of the cartel world, then go pay your 10000 dollars per bit coin, which used to be 10 cents when it first started. I've been wrong about commodities in the past. But at least if you buy a box of silver eagles, for about 10,000 american dollars (Ampex today), at least then you actually have a box of silver. Better would be a box of Rhodium.

If you could convert all of that to Rhodium, how much would that be worth: approximately 500 ounces of Rhodium! That would be a very very lot.

Now I'm just plugging my Spaceship Snow man fable, that I add to every year starting in November, or so, and post it during hte Christmas and giving season. And in the stoyr the guy who owns the giant carosel place, in the piney-marshlands of the Piney place (NJ what exit?) had invested in bitcoin back in the day and got it all out and took delivery in silver wire (which he purchased from a place in Bergan County, in view of the bridge)

But later, after the storm that hit suddenly just the week before Christmas, when all the lights came on for all the stuff and he didn't know how, he did a test on his wire, because he's got all the rock-shop gear (he is a rock-head. They called him Geometry Bob, back in the day, when he was in it). It was stupid to take deliver all in silver plates. but he figured betst thing he could power up all the gear that he also purchased (first from china) and set up on the turned over Ferris Wheel (that was a Ferris/Tesla hybird. In this fiction Tesla and Ferris are buddies, secret buddies, and Ferris was working secretly with Tesla behind the backs of the cartel, but isn't that a grand fiction!

So in the story he tests his silver and finds that it isn't silver any more and that it's turned to something else but before he actually tests for what that something else is . . . he . . . has an episode of sadness and introverted rage, when he withdraws from the world for a while and retreats into what he calls his Bee-at cave. With a little superbee emblem next to the door like a mizzuzza on a house (not made of Rhodium, but of Silver) that a lot of people won't use anymore because they fear those who don't like the ones who do that. And the back seat of an old Coronet next to the wall in the hallway. The sumer comes and all the rides are tested for safety and the seats are made clean, and they might even put on new paint. But in the Winter, the place is usually left alone. He lives there like a hermit at times, down within his broken dreams. All his millions and millions of bitcoin winnings, on which he had failed to pay even one sliver of taxes on any of it . . .

But if it's all been lost? He ponders that. He retreats into his collection of super movie heroics and animated television worlds, ignoring his new quantum 8 infinity, double infinity update super computer, wiht the coolest and most precious LED lighting system surrounding the case and controllible on an ap on a tablet, that simulates it all in a three-d space, and allows him to control all the lights on all of the holiday display bots that he keeps adding onto, year to year, but he's just never turned it all on himself. Ya, it did come on by accident the night of the storm, and then he was afraid again. But not to be too gleeful, because that might call attention. He wasn't going to have any problem declaring a profit and paying the taxes because on further look, with his expensive geologist the ready dude hiker equipment (it was all 12 and 24 volt gear and easy to maintain as well as to hauol around wiht you.

by then dad is saying that the web page is causing yawns, even for me. Who can keep up with these made up stories of false histories? Tesla? Edison? Ferris? New Jersey? Pennsylvania? Ohio?

Yes. when it's time for bed dad maybe picks a famous story. He reads it till they tucker out. If they have questions he answers them. Then he goes off and thinks about how . . . just how mayebe . . he could figure out how to make silver into Rhodium. And if he does he might not tell anyone. What would his kids think? "You won't even tell us, daddy?"

"Yes, of course. Tell you, and the whole world."

"That's a better ending."

"It would also be a begining."

By then the children were sleeping. The story had put them to sleep.

Jan 17, 2018






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