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Free Beer Tomorrow Mentality

anyone who has had this done to them knows.

Captain Boston

Imagine this, it's the 1960's. Your mother is sleep deprived. She sits you infront of the TV everyday. You're like 4. You don't know anything.

And it's this local show called 'Captain Boston', where they even showed cartoons and what else? probably introduced old Superman or I love Lucy reruns.

And the byline, from the announcer, whose name was 'Sargent Sackto', if my memory is correct, was that Captain Boston would be here next week. Because he's busy out doing things but don't worry kids . . . he'll be here next week.

But Captain Boston never did show up. And there really isn't ever any free beer tomorrow. If you say that there is you know that you are joking. If the beer were free, where is it coming from? We all know that there really isn't any 'free' beer. Everyone is going to need to pitch in. And Captain Boston never made it to the studios before the show was cancelled.

Praise the Lord!

Praise the Lord

for his unfailing love!

Work on what has been spoiled. But what about those who pretend that there isn't a problem?

And a stadium sized fuel-cell bubble-house that floats off towards New Brunswick.

And a New Brunswick sized fuel-cell bubble-house that floats off towards a distant galaxy of light.

 I'm sorry
 for letting myself
 draw out my
 rightgously indignant
 'how absolutely dare, you sir' inner
 trucculence
 absolutism.
 

An old proverb:

Don't believe stuff
that people just make up
if they are bing poetic, 
there might be some truth they speak about
veiled with.
but the details of the alegories
might not map into the real world
It's playful poetry,
not really even conjecture
playing on an idea of looping eternities.
but does eternity really loop?

Did the ocean ever start?
or was it always there?

 

poems are often just fantasy,
there is truth that courts can use.
we make things up, looping eternities.
don't believe stuff that is made up.
be able to tell the difference.
 

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 the song is so long
 that it looped around
 the end of eternity.
 It started in the future
 and is still playing now
 after looping all the way around
 8 billion gazzillion years.
 what is the note in music
 that has an 8 billion year period?
 440 is sometimes A
 432 in some people's tuning (it rings better.)

 

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Political and Media Inanity

Truck-u-later

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

This column lives outside of the bubble of so-called social media, though the author does, at times, end up at various pages of the corporate mindsuck. Pages like famous politician, or famous actor. But the last year or so the hwole thing is political. And there are refugees on the INternet who used to be very vocal, on like facebook, which is a zombie husk that no one uses but you can't delete it so they still consider it there porperty. Try to turn off their tracking. You are a commodity tot hem. I think we should have shuttle, in urban areas, that transport cellphones around all day long so that no one can be tagged to any particular phone. Just make them all communical, have a list of numbers. teh phone it self is a throw away. If you need to use a phone somoene whill have tossed one, when they were done with it. If it needs a charge?

My point is that the social media is designed to track and to tag, and to find subjects for saffari hunters (the leftist social justice warriors) to go and 'take down' the big game prey of a vocal citizen who isn't a Social cuck of the cucktocracy (some call it a cabal, I call it tasteless and vicious false decorum of mean leftists.)

But here I am out side of that bubble. I never joined it. I think I could find my slash dot id and password from 2002, though I doubt it works anymore. I paid for the website hosting thing, but that's mostly useless. just really hard to deal with it. very expensive for next to no value. I'm thinking of just forgetting to renew the domain names, who cares, no one goes to them.

But these pages still exist here. So you can find me here, if you know who I am and were this is. You could even freak me out and send me an email if you could figure out what my email adress is, it hasn't changed in almost 20 years . . . so . . .

Jan 17, 2019


Tell us
how
you really feel

a running headline:

Trump continues to win bigly!

why is philadelphia calling
all the failure, all the pain
the people who were better forgotten
and I don't remember their names?

what reason to reach for a memory
something imagined and soon gone?
to linger in the sad facts of that decay
that went on for far too long (lawn?)

what reason to save a file
in which it would be stored a poem?
knowing that no one will read it
when they find you at home alone?

蠱 work on what has been spoiled

A new year and I'm still stuck in an antique and hunkered in mindset, not believeing in the so-called job markets, and feeling off-to-the-side. No matter. I'm surviving.

January 17, 2019

I speak
but there is no one there.
I know that there is no one there.
I'm not really talking to myself
but I know that I'm not talking to anybody else.

  Praise     Praise     Praise
   the        the        the
   Lord       Lord       Lord
  for his    for his    for his
 unfailing  unfailing  unfailing
   love!      love!      love!



  well, little else now.