The Message Column

Major Changes here

Wouldn't it be cool if . . .

Yes, this website is forever different. Why? Well, mostly because what is the point of the other version? It was too much. Too much all at once. It's all still here, it's just not in the form that I had it.

This site was always supposed to a partial of what I do. When the chill came upon the literary world a few years back (and you all know what I'm talking about) I decided that I'd hold back a lot of what I write. And I have.

Also I've never put out my full novels. Yes, I do have at least 10 of them. And yes, they don't suck. (do I care if you like them? no. I do icare if you think they are correct? no I don't. Do I care if you read them? not really. It would be nice, to make an income on my old efforts. But in this world of usurpation I choose to not sell-out. Does this 'harm' me? of course not. I wanted to be a real literatti, someone who'd get respect after I'm dead because I wasn't full of shit. Of coruse we are all full of shit at times. Especially those who say things like "I really do have more than 10 different novels."

On the day that I turned to be the age that some famous novelist, long dead, the age when he, who I used to rever much more than I do now, he who . . . doesn't get resspect in some corners. And there are variuos reasons. In any case it was a time of my life and I said 'ok, I've out lived famous guy who I used to rever much more than I do today'. I was still in awe of him them.

I'm still kind of in awe of him. He really was a sweet guy in some sense. In another sense he was a letcherous drunk, some times out of control.

Well, I'm not like that. And so, it's just fine for me to not need the fame. But it would be nice to have the fortune without the fame. I didn't really ever even try to promote myself. Should I? Should I bother? Should I hire an agent (the wise thing to do). Should I solicite for an agent any literary agent that wants to get in touch do it, dude, dame or otherwise. I'll be receptive.

And for now, as far as it goes, I'm fine. Fine and dandy. Not so dandy as I used to be. And with some of the same issues and problems. None of us are perfect.

          
June 6, 2015





 Everyone loves someone better
 better or worse or the same
 you can't know
 to the lengths they go
 so that the world doesn't say they're insane.
 
 

 Daddy
   dad
    daddy da
     da da dad
      
Daddy
   dad
    daddy da
     da da dad
 
Daddy
   dad
    daddy da
     da da dad
 
 Father
    Father
       Father
          Father
Daddy
   dad
    daddy da
     da da dad

Daddy
   dad
    daddy da
     da da dad
 
Pappa daddy dad 
  father
   father
      father
          father
          
Daddy
   dad
    daddy da
     da da dad
Daddy
   dad
    daddy da
     da da dad
You're the best dad
  that
    anyone
     ever had
 
  

the above song was recorded 4 June evening (or was it Wednesday?)

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     🖐♥♥ is the♥♥🖑
🖐♥♥ life and the ♥♥🖑
♥♥🖑🖐Resurrection!♥♥🖑🖐

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     oh those
     
     
spin me a yarn neon
spin me a yarn neon

   write the letters all in different colors
   
 Done That!
 
 
 

 Everyone loves someone better
 better or worse or the same
 you can't know
 to the lengths they go
 so that the world doesn't say they're insane.
 
 

 Hey boys? 
 Is this just noise?
 I know
 that you're annoyed.
 
 And they spin as well, spin me a yarn!
 
 

 What would you do?
  Don't know?
   she holds
   those
   roses
   that rose
   those roses.
   
 Where would
  you take her?
    Don't know?
     she's got a shopping guide
     to the mall-storrre resort,
     bath oil and a bar
     just down the boardwalk from the room she booked.
     
  If you go to Maine
   at the forth of the month
    you gotta know
     to have folding chairs 
      in your trunk
       to watch the canoes
       rolling through.
       they stop all the traffic
       just to so do . . .
       
   She'd
    go off with you 
       to Maine
        every summer
         if you wantta
         
          you just gotta
           stop pretending
           that it isn't her.
           as if there were
           any other.
    it's her, doppy dope, I knoiw
    it's insulting to
    call you that
    but she . . . keeps waiting
    for you to put down that video game controller
    and move into her life, take it over
    as she takes over yours
    and you find that none of it bores
    because it's her
    at the end of the pier
    at the end of the hike
    at the end of the day
    at the end of the line
       the hope
       the reason
       dressed in white
       she is the most beautiful
        bride
        that could ever be
   
   So now are you not upset at me?
   for proding you on
   to go
   and tell her, 
   "ya, you and me, ya."
 
          

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Political and Media Inanity

Truck-u-later

Everyone is lathered up about the TTTTPP. The TeePee, TPea? Payoff to the highest bidder? In any case the liberty was lost and ceded long long ago, clear cut and hauled off. Lost and gone. It's over if they say it's over kind of crap. Not really useful to worry.

Treaties that no one is allowed to read, trade aggreements for free trade that super cede courts? imposition of foriegn urge, and payoff of richest bidder always winning, those with the most cash making all the rules. Cash being something that is just imagined now, no real hard currency. So if it's to be what 'they' say it will be what does it matter what I have to say about it? The effect of 'them' on the rest of us? If 'they', ie the world lumpshkins, who are like a form of dumpling, only in the stew of leadership: a created thing, like a dough boy, 'they' who delude to rulership can only get away with that delusion for so long before 'they' are carted off to retire and be rendered meaningless and useless. I'm jst rambling now.

So believe in your self. Worry not about the conspiracies. What ever 'they' are going to do 'they' will. And you trying to stop them or resisting them is merely playing into the hands that what they do actually matters (which it doesn't).

Of course it matters what anyone does. This includes the 'they' (who may or may not be real). But in the case of those who delude to high authority. Those who believe the deliusion that htey are rullership class, and thus priviy to special special treatment and above the law. No one is. You might be above the human law but never is anyone above the laws of God Almighty! And the laws of human decency. Even if it's coded in your mind to respect some authority self-annoited, your class is 'bred', you are told to be 'special' and you dehumanize everyone else, if you really were such a parody of human decency (who would ever admit it). If you were such a cur thinking dude, you'd probably have other charms so that you could get away with being a jerkoff for a while . . .

So does it matter if some godless idiots cullude to world domination? and delude that they have 'power' over men and they are 'in charge'. they can imagine this all they want but on the street, or in the town, or in the forest, the rules of immpolite political agenda fussers is not as important as juset doing what is right for the people. And it can't just be them saying that this is right, but it must really be that.

Well, that's politics in one sense. This is me just rambling. And not reediting. And probably deleteing rather quickly.

OK, enough of this.

June 6, 2015

We sure do need a billion dollar idea.

. . . well . . . 
     Truck-you-later!


Praise the Lord for his unfailing love!

  Praise
   the
   Lord
  for his
 unfailing
   love!

  Praise
   the
   Lord
  for his
 unfailing
   love!

  Praise
   the
   Lord
  for his
 unfailing
   love!

  Praise
   the
   Lord
  for his
 unfailing
   love!

  well, nothing more here today.