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Politics for Poets
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how do I even know if anyone even sees these pages? I suppose that's why I stopped updating them
April 17, 2023 8:28 PM EST
And did he ever even get to that part about 'helmet safety' and that the guy in the photo wasn't wearing one?
Oh, no, yet another topic for the echo factory to pretend that people care about and repeat over and over.
this is a lot more fun than wading in through the chan spam.
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Here is today's pretty poem:
Springtime in Middlesex Country
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Be nice to yourself and others. What other choice?
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It's Autumn and soon to be Winter
I had a server failure and am just getting back to putting this website up again. This is a test to see if I can easily publish
Dec 09, 2024 5:44 PM EST
Winter will soon be here!
A lot can happen in a year. I used to update these pages all the time. Maybe I could start doing that again?
Today was the day of setting the clocks forward.
March 10, 2024 10:35 PM EST
Winter 2024
I would go back to work if I had an offer.
No one who contacts me about work seems to provide any serious prospects, like they are just hazing me..
Avoiding discord
The realization that much of what you find on line is just bots messing with people and trying to train them to be ineffective at debate by making them revert to insults, putdowns, and sub-human behavior makes social media seem to be a wasteland. It is best to not participate in that.
All the rain could have been snow!
2024!
Praise the Lord!
Praise the Lord
for his unfailing love!
Teach me to be an instrument of your Peace! -St Thomas Aquinis
Success after long perseverence gives you a new life!
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Seasons change month to month and sometimes we get back to what we left to the side.
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Political and Media Inanity
Truck-u-later
in this column Truck-u-later steps in deeper . . .
well most news was about the raid a few weeks ago, I read up on what I could find.
I read up on it but I didn't try to spend too much time dwelling on it.
I wrote some things. But I can only observe these things. I wish not to be seen as being one who understands what it going on in the world these days. I try to learn what happens and try less to 'splain about the peeps involved. That whole 'It's them!' finger pointing is bogus and discordant to an eccumenical and open hearth world view.
And those who seek to live within a meta where they rule the world as a cartoon avatar persona . . . and do their pyramid scheme money-thang and their virtuality as if it's real . . . They do as they will and I have no say over their futures. So why do they pretend to have a say over mine?
The answer is: that if they live within a meta, then their rules are for them there. Outside of that, in the real world, those of us who aren't crazy with self-entitled ideation, and wealth beyond measure that enables us to put the equipment on, and all of it's tethering and attachments and live within that matrix world . . . all of us who do not wish to join them in what seems to be a depraved cult of wish fulfillment cooupled with a magical point of view about the fate of peoples and persons . . . all of us who have not gone crazy like that . . . you can't really expect us to let you carry on and try to rule us from within your cage of technology?
video gaming morphed into 'meta world creation' because the games were too depraved that had the cool world layouts that people like. The puzzles one loves to solve, and the cool graphics that one wants to see were those times interspersed with simulated acting out of depraved behaviors, like having to kill all the other characters in the scene before one moves on to the next level.
So at some point you trained yourself to not do it, to click through the depravity as if it's not there, and maybe miss a creepy backstory. I gave up playing those kinds of games, and I still ike to watch old replays, but I fast forward through the gun fight parts, the ghouls who hound Lara Croft in the end levels of, say Tomb Raider aniversary are tiresome and almost designed to make the players hate this kind of depravity in a game, as if the writers are telling their funders ;Really, a kill anything that seems alive simulation? Like clones could never be born without a need to kill everything else in the proximity from where it emerged? Well, we all know what happend to the Lora Croft franchise, and most video games.
But the graphics can be compelling and fun, so people still get some enjoyment out of it.
And those who think that they can rule from within a meta? they have the persona of the villianous ancient ghoul who haunts Laura through out here travels. Watch a walk through of tomb Raider Aniversary. Feel free to fast forward through the psychopathic parts. But do listen to the banter and the dialog. Spoiler alert: Laura has a lot of soul searching to do.
Aug 29, 2022 Tell us how you really feel
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sometimes you just need to remove kruft.
Politics never ends but sometimes it's better to remain mute. Mostly when there is nothing needing or wanting to be said.
but that is no one, that has not hapened to anyone you made it up. thankfully true.
We move along. We keep doing for ourselves. We survive. We don't let the world define who and what we are, or how we feel, or what any of this really means.
And if they have bad humor, and will not forgive they will hate you then.
but at least in that story they leave you alone after all of that
They dont' always leave you alone. It seems they still sometimes want to connect to try to draw that cray cray narrative out one more time. And you have to explain that, no, sorry, this is a bit. You caught me while I was writing a character, that's not me. I am using tht as a dialog in a paly that I'm having my character write inside of his narrative, he's writing his own play about a guy writing a play.
It's like he feeds on it, I get bothered that he lets me go on with it.
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well, little else now.
Be well in every way possible!
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Blue Rain
Blue devilBlue Fox: star of festival and funtimes in Vermont and beyond has a new album! I haven't heard it yet. Blue is, and has always been, a friend of all things Billy.
Look for Blue Fox where ever there are bands and guitar players who play and sing The Blues.
Sister says She loves you. She loves you. Her love is true. Sister went to be in tune she played guitar beneath the moon. When you hear her singing her song she'll tell you when you should sing along. And, yes, she loves you She says she does and that isn't all that she loves. Sister says She loves you. She loves you. Her love is true. See her perform on the ridge with her quitar and a band of linemen. She rocks the bar she rocks the town when she's around no body wears a frown See her jam and crescend beyond her range. The crowd's stomping and dancing and shakng the grange She hits a note so high The crowd can't believe. She sings what she wrote about her guy without who she'd never concieve a love so true she almost can't believe. You love her true. She loves you too. What is left for both of you to do? hope around and wear down your shoes listening to this band playing the sometimes blues.
Sept 20, 2014
troubled and pained they say he's insane they say he's insane but he just troubled and pained
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You'd think I'd have morphing pages by now? But to read it is hard when the words are all spinning.
If you think that you know that you had what you said from before and you knew what I told you that you would on that day and you stood on the lookout in the rain and you took all the pain and cancelled it then. Someday when the wind is cold and the night is long and it's lonely and you're all alone think of me and sing this song and it'll all be OK. I heard a song about how beer cans eddied around his leather couch and to the crack at the bottom of the door they were sucked up to when the flood waters with drew. I suppose that ever tree that ever grew in any field it grew because it wanted to yield it's fruit to You. I know you can hear me in the far away and the long ago. You need not fear me if maybe you do. You do You do You dooo oo oh, ya you do you have a love that's true you really do. Digging all the roots in the yard I've been hopping to it And now is the time to really do it. I've got the Sometimes Blues Let's keep praying for the safety. of true believers who have something to loose. If you don't take a chance You might never know which way the wind will blow because you'll never be out there in a blizzard of snow With love all around you that you don't even know. Winter in the forest on an old pair of skis And, yes it's really cold With a nippley breeze. If you don't take a chance If you don't ever dance If you don't ever sing to a song that you love Will you find anything if you don't ever seek will you ever find? Digging all the roots in the yard We'll be putting some of them back so they can grow again next year.
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eventually things get right again. Up all night, sleep all day, writing novels at 3:33 A.M., to tired to sleep
7:39 P.M. Sept 28, 2014
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terse, not worse. whatever happened to that annoying popup red devil milk man sprite who sued the web company for using his mug in their popup interface fussy-el-tell-ya? oh great friend red friend who is really an angel. My red friend was really sweet He was like a chocolate that you'd love to eat. Bitter to some because they don't like him But they have never tried to understand his grin And he makes a joke that they don't get and they fill their world up with regret They don't like his size his height or his tone They are really awful something that rhymes with color (a joke). When you write a song and it's the first pass you leave in mistakes that will be fixed some day when you sing the song and play. All night long if you listen to the wind you can sleep in your car and hear the things that start again All day you sat on the big sea wall and you never answer the phone though everybody call. when you write a song and it's not good yet you just have words and lot of regret bad choices for themes and bad themes or remorse and an audience that isn't getting it and it isn't a choice. When I wrote this song It was just the first pass I was stuck in my head my heart was out of gas and I couldn't get a spark or even a fume and I didn't know where to go to get those things that would let me resume. Do ya do ya do ya love me? do ya do ya really care? Do you do you do you want me? Will you meet me on the dancing stairway that leads up to the stars or down to the church or over to the dancing sands down below an egles perch. Dancing into Heaven with you, love What I'm trying to say is that if this is forever then it's really OK And I don't want to not be with you though you'll soon have to go So I'm telling you truthfully what you already know Two sodas and a lime beer. We really liked to dine here. We really love to shine and glow with the one who we know we know. Two gobblets of a fine beer. We drinking with the kind fear of what we hope to find our lover of same mind and put our hearts near. Dancing into Heaven with you, love What I'm trying to say Is that if this if forever We'll all be OK. And the moonlight on the water the Bay and the sand They swirll along that dance floor In rhythm with the band.
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Remember the Living and the Dead.
Praise the Lord!
Praise the Lord!
"This water is too far over to cross. She left me on the other side. Winter is coming. Too many cows for me to care for all by myself. bye bye bud, you're going away." "In the parlor there might be wine or there is weed. He'll be sitting there singing a song. All day he plays those keys all night he says he leaves the fear and fashion behind. His music always tries to be kind. Ya doddle'dee do anything think thin things be better for our enterance atainment. Disco did a ring tone."
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