The X File Movie 1 thr 250

The X File Movie 1 thr 250


Looked in a mirror lately and seems like your
back in grade school? Have to admit it wouldn’t be bad and might even in ways be cool. I don’t
think I want to digress that far. It’s taken a long time to get old and mean. I’d have
to go back to my youth when life was simple, fun and I stayed clean.
I’ve seen some super stupid shit in my day but nothing like this! Seems to be a major
identity crisis here I can not easily dismiss. Anyone who could stand ninety minutes of this
should go to my YouTube channel. Took a long time to put together. Makes sense that I am
reluctant to just dismantle. Everyone wants movies these days. We all make
movies in different ways. Go out to the International Space Station and point a camera at earth.
We are all in that one though it’s difficult to see individuals giving birth. No one knows
how long technology will last to watch it or what it’s worth.
Similarities between myself and Beavis are coincidental. In behavior we have a thing
in common that is mental. Friends like Butthead sold me pot back in the sixties. We would
trade cans of dynamite weed at fixed fees. It’s just too bad there is not any more.
Now it’s so expensive we can’t afford. The story is true, only Face has changed,
to protect the innocent. Just an overlay done with a paint program, nothing magnificent.
The point of interest is one of them is not alive and I’m interested in how she died.
Her name was Jean, old High School sweetheart. I don’t think her death was suicide.
Turn your heads coppers. All what glitters, ain’t gold! He looks like some con artist
to me so don’t be sold. Oh, I would be happy to take your money but who wouldn’t be.
You’re only a fool and darn it, you were right, the trick was on me. Police should
show up at any minute. I can not wait to see. The consummate canvas. I’m willing to trade
it for the right kind of dog food. They are better than us. Know but don’t tell, those
mutts are awfully shrewd. Speak of a priceless art treasure. This belongs in The Getty Museum.
An entire family of dogs playing poker where people will pay to see them.
Signed where her manager happened to be a sit-in. All of it was impromptu, prose from
what became written. It is right there under your nose! Her name was Jones I suppose? I
am just David. They are interrelated. Women hurry to have children some waited. I have
no doubt however that we are related. Why any ambitious man could become a cheetah.
So I’m a little worried here. We were happier as stouthearted men. Now it’s a chick or a
cat. That’s a career? She is a model and he works for some cheesy snack food company.
Why there’s no comparison. Who even works? None that I know, not hardly any.
Patricia Anne Van Duyne aka Norah Jones performed in the early nineties. More so than money
people seek recognition and praise pray define these. Like patents on medicine stage performance
copyright by individuals expire. So it is a matter by people interested only in the
money as to who they hire. Contact lens and a wig. It is Patricia Anne
Van Duyne aka Norah Jones. Who came before her a real one? One couldn’t imagine what
it intones. There have been many practiced actors playing that part under her stage name.
Eliza Doolittle as example, in My Fair Lady, open your phone book who’s to blame?
Now this short graphics interchange format clip makes a statement. I am not sure but
it certainly contains a message film entertainment. It has to do with cheetahs and gold. Good,
bad and ugly, the movie’s old. What’s Alexander have to do with Boy George? Taking
over the world. You’re really bored. Send pizza now (no roadrunner feathers) lots
of toppings! Confound it all I have to be careful of those cliff droppings. All I can
see is my next meal going round and round. I would like roadrunner in it or anything
nutritious you found. I am thinking of another bird trap that would really astound.
Towelie earned his stripes. I don’t know how but yipes. All he does is get high and gripes.
It had become specific to an accomplishment of all our missions. Military supply trains
were useless, soldiers helpless without him. Imagine going to war without a towel. May
as well forget the ammunition. Send pizza, now! Been chasing Roadrunner and
got nothing but feathers. Acme Products no help, nothing it sent works. I have quit my
endeavors. Screw it, I’ll get pizza instead of rocket shoes. I need a new plan. One any
coyote could not confuse. It will come to me. The new plan I have yet to choose.
It’s only a matter of time till Facebook bans me again. Were it a person without clothes
there’d be trouble then. Identity theft is a major issue look where they begin. I
like being keen on legality having been taken advantage of. When it comes to being pushed
it’s not long till I start to shove. Cause I can go shopping that’s a thing! A
new breakfast cereal that has a meaning. People would buy it just for the box it’s in. A hologram
cost more than cereal by him. So sue me, fact is the whole thing’s empty. Still you remembered
the scene, tempt me. Marshmallow Brand Flakes what could it be?
Do you hear something? There is certainly a buzzing. Don’t know what it could be.
What were we discussing? It keeps going around and around in my head. I’m always worried
about work and having no bread. The world is out there. My aim is to find it. Do not
confuse me now this may take a little bit. Do you have any idea what cereal costs these
days, a box of the stuff? I think the guy’s freaked out because his wife has become unreasonably
tough. Sent him out for dinner and he comes back with a new, younger girlfriend. It’s
not surprising because all those millions of dollars were made by him.
I am your father’s spirit, Kermit. Doomed to wander the night. For the day to fast in
fires for the foul crimes of your spent delight spin then swim away. But that I am forbid
To tell or write the secrets of my prison house, I could a tale unfold whose lightest
word would harrow up thy very soul. I had always known what it is to be just plain
stupid. Before the U.S. Army’s effect on my mind diluted. Just act dumb and follow
your orders to the letter. Think of things as a joke and you will feel better. Even when
it is cold and your feet hurt. You grow tired carrying a gun sitting in dirt.
Let’s face it you’re just another blockhead. What goes around comes around you said. Nice
that you are in an undulating thought pattern at least. Keep it under control. Do not let
your rash temper release. It was great to be healthy, young and in shape. Enjoying total
freedom with nothing to escape. Big Dave to Papa Smurf, we’re not getting
younger. We worry about our clan so Smurfs will not hunger. There is a responsibility
that goes with being an elder. We see to it that everyone is happy, fed and have shelter.
Sometimes I even try to play matchmaker. Not my responsibility it’s up to nature.
Before and after plastic surgery a little make up. You too can become a fashion plate
loving cup. Enough hair dye and you’re forever blonde. Not a single dark hair, they’re
totally gone. You’ll stay that way before long. I would take the girl that’s true
blue. Smurfette first then turned into you. Live fast play hard die young. So get your
rush on. Go out in front of a crowd for adrenalin to sing a song. Before long the performance
is over and audience gone. Emotion is a lie that can deceive you and lead you to a tragic
destiny. You never want it to stop wishing to go on forever like ecstasy.
David Thomas Kemmerly, Mary Moore Jackson and Tyra Banks. Changing your name is easy.
Changing your DNA is not thanks. It was quite all I could take just standing there in ranks.
Frankly dear I don’t give a damn Rhett Butler said honey. I would not take bets on one or
the other for love or money. It’s one way to see the world. Beats walking
and it ain’t infantry. Dumbass Tanker (DAT’s) what the military called us in any country.
Spent about ten years on three continents in one of these. Ain’t a Cadillac but it’s
wheels. GRUNTS (the infantry) best keep out of the way and watch their perimetry.
A rule of thumb for any D.A.T. (Dumb Ass Tanker) reason that. When in doubt, blow it up, fearless
leader. Do not confuse writing no one’s a reader. Close your eyes pull the trigger.
You’d be dead in time to figure. Boom a round is off and the target’s gone. Ain’t
funny do not try and make it a song. I see one Dumbass Tanker here and another
one who stole a recovery vehicle. Big name actors that made epic movies whose characters
were powerfully strategical. None have anything to due with me except affiliation with military.
Everyone’s an actor in their own right, most of us short of visionary.
I’m gonna hippity hop over there and step on you dumb skinny toad. Kermit, what kind
of name is that for a puppet that’s always showed. Strangle you with shoe string flush
you down a commode. Butthead come over here and get me a baseball bat. We’ll have a
pitch the frog and watch it splat practice. Choked Kermit with a shoe string and flushed
him down the toilet. Just sitting there and watching it seems rather gruesome, enjoy what.
Hell He did a lot to contribute to our society. It gave the plumbers a job. Well it’s another
task to Roto Rooter for get rid of one more slimy green glob.
Nothing gets it like pitch the frog when you’re bored and got no baseball. American as it
gets, what kids learn in school comedy will then efface all. You could waste time studying
but it doesn’t help when your brain’s small. Think you might have enough brains
to be a grunt? It’s infantry, go AWOL. You just need another beer. Sit tight, it
will be right here. Slide it down right in front of you. Cash your nice new paycheck
too. Then you’ll be wanting about four more. A shot of bourbon, one of rye sleep on the
floor. It’s what all my customers do. Not the fact that I’m working I’d follow you.
Having never attended driving school neglecting to keep paws at ten and two. It was like any
other day headed down the freeway to the airport in the tunnel through. It was the bitch in
the rear view mirror leaning on her horn. What the hell, and flashing those headlights,
who’s she trying to warn. Commander Dog became licensed to fly the Space
Shuttle. Logic, instinct and intuition, it was subject to NASA rebuttal. He did fly,
circling the globe, returning to earth. Proving dogs are smarter than people. Returned with
a bone. The object of the mission and displayed his use in its retrieval.
Something sinister lurks behind each underdog hoping to eventually become another old senior.
Listen to every whimpering pup and you’ll remain nothing more than a dawdling, feeble
dreamer. Grab him by his scrawny tail and pull him out of the sky. Young good hearted
champion, whenever he passes by. Seek to become a champion of the common man
with a heart that’s pure. You need not be rich or famous but in your means and methods
be sure. There’s a lifetime partner for you if the hardships you can ultimately endure.
Think of your alter ego. Work for a living. Let your heart be an entrepreneur.
Some lifetime partnerships last a long time, are enduring, others never last. Here is an
interesting one. Began when she was ten or so way in the past. Her name’s Patty. She’s
the one. Started something couldn’t be undone. Besides an artistic style, Norah Jones was
one. It also included my son. It’s earth you bunhead, get it right where
we are. Because it’s a hell of a long way to another star. That life arose anywhere
else could be a likelihood. But let’s face it. It sure ain’t anywhere near our neighborhood.
So the chances of getting here to there in one lifetime are not very good.
Hello from Mister Spacey. His mind is in outer space and focused rarely here on earth. There’s
nothing to be done about it. Like Elvis, Prince or Michael Jackson it ain’t bout what we’re
worth. No, man, it’s about girls to do our bidding. Of course we’re all one big family
who are we kidding. Hi tech, low tech, no tech, ideology wins
conflicts, not a better stick. Low tech perseverance will wear patience of any seeking swift justice.
If you feel you’re right, stick with it. In the universe there’s nothing but time.
What you are hurrying toward might be you own demise in any long climb.
Hate to say it but democracy doesn’t always, in each and every case, win. Survival of the
fittest doesn’t always get it. It’s what fits environments it’s in. Not involving
natural selection because birds and bees do not vote. Think more about the weather, atmosphere
and our vegetation denote. Wouldn’t you know, God’s been goofing
oh. I think he came in a singularity. He’s not a goof, yes he created those, everything
else we happen to know. He made a lot of stone too. So if you’re feeling particularly smashed
up, maybe you fell into a black hole which lead to a different universe chump.
You are not to sit before me and my angels consuming your unholy nachos. Without my blessing,
Butthead and yourself will not join my muchachos. You will gnash your teeth then hurle wail
and moan with queasy indigestion. Because you acted rashly, doing some of the stupidest
things in question. Oh Gawd, it is dull writing again, home movies
and what a waste of time. As if I had anything better to do the remainder of my life but
blow my mind. It’s like British humor, Monty Python’s Flying Circus show was soaring!
Counting individual frames and imagining what to say gets very boring.
Cat I somehow feel deceived from what we perceived and even believed. Crap it isn’t that I
am special or that there’s anything I have really achieved. Lies we were told. Left to
watch over and took it you were our leader. We should justifiably have gotten prizes instead
mom wouldn’t feed her! In the end Kermit the frog, Beavis and Butthead
all got what was due them. A girl, tired of their antics, decided guys were the same and
got rid of him. Beavis in particular was a male that due to conceded ways deserved to
die. Most useless duo in media there was no reason for creating them, why?
Kermit’s in heaven, Beavis and Butthead are in hell. Figure lives they dwell. Hit
the toad with a bat and watch it to splat. That’s too malicious to impel. Beavis stepped
on the poor frog and ground him into the dirt with his heel. Guess what, there’s a Karma
and a wheel so you know how it may feel. God ain’t always a man he’s a woman too.
Jesus and Mary made me and you. So when you see them coming in a cloud counting the good
and taboo don’t think a man. It may be a lady too. A human we embody as our creator.
They don’t always get along either. Like any couple, we pray to a holy vindicator.
Beavis tried but there were a lot of tadpoles in the race. Not being the fastest swimmer
and a lot of ladies looking to punch his ugly face. There’s not much chance for a guy
like that. Who needs a dead beat to multiply. Give me that gun and plenty of ammunition,
let me go out and give it a try. Fond memories of far away places I was stationed
in the Army. If you want to get down and dirty it’s a tour of duty don’t disarm me. The North’s
very hostile so we were always on alert, weapons loaded. I worried more about our own stuff
when someone stepped in front of me or something exploded.
Slugging it out as a Dumbass Tanker over in Europe back in the eighties. Rather than tear
up property or autobahn we’d move tanks by train with less ease. Cold in winter pray
the heater don’t break down and freeze. Nice modern cities with plenty to see and
do. On leave we would enjoy the gaieties. Oh why bother? You know we can just eat salad
with our fingers. The war, terrible places I’d been and death of our great thinkers.
I only want to draw like that. Most of the time I have trouble just finding my hat. It’s
why I don’t go out anymore. The world’s scary. I won’t sit where someone sat.
Think of another place to go. Shuffle someplace like Buffalo. Glancing around it looks more
like Frankfurt Main. The Nuremberg station I know. Well that’d be a great journey from
Southern California. There it gets cold in winter. Slide through and don’t worry about
silverware, you’re salad fingers. Survival dog, stick and pocket knife in cliff
dwellings of Durango. I was on leave from Fort Benning Georgia, fishing, was how that
goes. Living out in the Rocky Mountains is a trip. Extreme climate changes year round.
I get complacent living by the warm sea. Best friend man can have is a hound.
Seventy five went to South Korea in the United States Army Second Infantry Division from
Carson Colorado. Weather wouldn’t harm me. One cold son of a bitch. A shocker compared
to Southern California. You could die from frostbite and hypothermia. Living outdoors
there takes training I’ll warn ya. There’s thought one time of forming some
kind of militia to defend the living room. After all, it’s a lot of work cleaning up
after people who mess the place up with a broom. All it would take is some new rifles
and our herd. Supreme ruler’s be a toss up between granny and fearless leader I heard.
The boundaries of stupidity are completely endless and often contagious. End it before
it begins. For your good and the good of others it’s advantageous. Should a disease like
Mister Beavis spread throughout the free world. A hard core communist takeover of the west
could quickly become unfurled. This story began as a hardened, more accurately,
dumbass tanker. Yes sir, no sir, is really all you have to know. Where you are and where
did that last round go? We’ll find it. Oh, you may have killed a colonel. I swear to
God that one was a chicken. He wound up Kentucky fried for the same reason.
So who killed Sanderson? Anyone care to fill that in? And no it’s hearsay, it wasn’t
me or him. Only I certainly knew the person’s father. Related to my son by blood. Rumored
a murder most foul. By friendlies too and that’s why I hate armed forces. Women too
and why things wind up in divorces. Space would be nice. Since I spend half my
time there anyway. Staring out into to The Milky Way thinking of something creative to
say. Most people don’t talk to me anymore except to order me around and I don’t listen.
If I had a boss and you were it, I might give you your due attention.
Nineteen seventy five, seventy six in South Korea with the Second D. We were stationed
in air defense artillery. My sweetheart was Young Su Chi. It may not be an exact match
some eggs are hard to hatch. It’s from my memory. Last time I saw her was Bank of America
she didn’t stay to talk of treasury. Saucer guy’s with it, floating on his plate,
don’t get in his way. Looks like some kind of a vaporizing weapon he’s got, a death
ray. Well it’s just funny I don’t believe in spacemen or ghosts floating round on air.
Bet I could knock him down with rocks and a leather sling where he’s sitting there.
In nineteen eighty two and three I once again repatriated myself with Second D. This time
in tanks at Camp Gary Owen outside Yongjugol South Korea you see. Seems I couldn’t get
enough of the ladies. Yim Su Cha, head Mama San. You get tired of sleeping with your buddies,
on a bunk bed, with a man. Abductions in hyperspace are on the rise.
By my count there’ve been dozens and could be more. At my age it would be a surprise.
So who’s counting. Try your living children and their offspring. It’d have some relevance.
It’s life or death then, survival doesn’t always have to do with intelligence.
Saturn Three is far from Germany. Why would Farrah say her name is Donna? Law is a bit
different there. I am not saying it isn’t fair. Do what you are gonna. Someone’s always
going to intervene, tell you what is right or unholy. Importance is in deciding whose
side you are on, righteous to lowly. A small military compound surrounded by guarded
wire fences. Part of Second Infantry Division, I remember as nineteen seventy five commences.
The Korean Augmentation to the United States Army (KATUSA) were part of its defenses. We
charged it Forty-Third Mobile Army Surgical Hospital Unit expenses.
Lost in action on life’s lonely highway. Close as I can tell it was accidental. I am
not one to be accusational. Left her by the roadside unsentimental. Pulling back to the
highway she was alive. I thought to turn back. She was with another guy. Is that’s not
heartbreak? I’ve known quite a few, why? Like gentlemen, ladies come in varying shades
of gray you might say. Talking black and white, day or night, more like dusk to dawn they
lay. Many different languages but all have the same pretty, encouraging smiles. It’s
what spurs me on in any country whether I’m chasing or being pursued the miles.
Struggle for resources. Desire to reproduce. The capacity availability. Why continue? Everything
living’s destined to die, it’s futility. Existence might be happier as some long lasting
energy, fusion like the sun. It doesn’t go on forever, it runs out of fuel. Then like
living, the fun is done. Eyewitness and hearsay, gossip and rumor is
what propaganda does to media. News secondhand that has a sponsor is used to induce focus
schizophrenia. It’s main objective is still advertising and channel ratings. So any alarmist’s
story should be taken in context with the full universe’s weightings.
It is good to be lucky, better to be exact. When luck comes you’re ready. That’s what
Ernest Hemingway said, word that effectively steady. The meaning that good fortune at the
wrong time goes to no effective purpose. While when it comes at just the right time it can
be used to better serve us. Talk of phonies. Screwball Squirrel’s one,
Deputy Dog and Top Cat. A real sheriff deputy standing in front of me? Well I’d not be
wanted for that. Me, my brothers and sisters be mesmerised and fight over our only bike.
We were like, not quite in school. Had nice friends, ran over em with a trike.
It ain’t nam it’s Fort Benning. It’s training, not combat, a good simulation. Not
fun and games but a lot of hard work. It goes into any military operation. When people die
the causes come under close scrutiny as to responsibility. Determinations of punishment
and reward justify individuals ability. What spurs effort is determined desire to
better adversaries. Us against them, team effort. Species or nation, soccer or football,
it varies. The workout helps your cardiovascular system, nonetheless, keep it up! In the end
just relax and take a breather. Overall your metabolism is less corrupt.
Go ahead gopher it. Vincent Van Gopher it! He’s locked in Deputy Dawg’s jail. Another
cartoon phoney. Painting on the sidewalk. No one to post his bail. Law enforcement as
The Andy Griffith Show. He’s a regular Huckleberry Hound. Not the same color but by comparable
lawyer and court system bound. While it’s possible to alter biology, breed
life for desired modification. There’s not a lot to be done to control our total environment
situation. The weather and atmosphere are set in place by forces of solar creation.
The system we live in is stardust not subject to man’s transformation.
Wouldn’t you know, about every sixty five million years a mass extinction. Earth is
due for one. Their cause isn’t clear. It lacks distinction. Random toss of the dice
till our number’s up and a big rock hits us? There’s a lot of space debris left over
from the formation of the planets to discuss. Sometimes the instability of cores sets forth
tectonics on a spheres surface. Could be the Sun fusing its hydrogen or earth’s mantle
making us nervous. In either case what is below can cause a lot of turmoil above. It
is difficult to image what’s below or in the earth and sun’s center thereof.
Recognition what could have or should have happened is completely clear. What one views
in retrospect is in focus. Looking into the future it isn’t near. Think you got it right
after all this time, it happened before, then guess what. You’re not near. The factors
changed still you believed your gut. Law enforcement to worry about behind bars.
Otis might never get out. There isn’t any reason to get out except to find a drink and
end his drought. He’s better off locked up. Leave him there. Who wants to feed him?
It’s incorrigible the way people treat themselves. And what’s it cost another limb?
Gamma ray bursts the brightest electromagnetic blasts known to occur. In the Universe from
where collapsed massive stars were. Or from the collision of two neutron stars, it could
be life threatening to earth. It’s thought hundreds of millions of years ago it may have
happened, for what it’s worth. We shouldn’t worry about the end of the
world and men from outer space. Could be all in our mind, imagined nightmares that aren’t
there in the first place. Close our eyes it’ll go away. I opened mine and it was still there.
Daffy and Marvin, he really is a man from Mars perhaps we should prepare.
Why do men engage in dog fights? It’s to determine the pack leader, alpha male. One
through whom genetic material will flow and course of history tip the scale. Not really,
we’re just bored and looking for something to do. And if you’re out shooting at my
buddies, well I’m going to shoot at you! Some people care only about how things look.
I’m concerned how they work. Good looking or ugly everything serves a purpose. Handsome
doesn’t hurt. But does it actually accomplish its intention? I’d put more weight on functional.
Breaking down anyplace, pretty or not, you are still a working couple.
Mustang was a fun car. Exciting machine to operate, quite a thrill. Average, more or
less, in maintenance cost. There were a lot of variations to fit all driving skills. Henry
died after World War Two and saw his work go into war effort. So, in many ways, he helped
win and saw less people hurt. Take life seriously, stay alive. Enjoy its
better part over all. It’s not heaven. We are part of the heavens, our visible universe
recall. It seems to stretch back over billions of years to a single point of origin. How
and why it began isn’t sure. It doesn’t have an explanation. It’s a definition.
Take the formula for rabbit times Fudd. Grand unified screwy dud. Long as television ratings
high an it sells soap your sponsors give a crud. So go for it Elmer, bang Bugs another
hole somewhere it’d make me laugh. Miserable old cartoon shows I was forced to watch as
a kid, things of my past. A name among oracles who knew the future,
Carnac the Magnificent. Posed a question, “What does an alligator get on welfare.”
He acted indifferent. The awed audience waited with faded breath for his answer, “Gatorade!”
It was a great hit. And his show ran for a long time. It made him rich I’m afraid.
You live on a cloud? Good till power to the mainframe’s out. Fine till they sabotage
the generators, battery and backup route. No power supply, even the emergency generator
failed. Ever try grouping about in the dark for candles? Surviving in any hospital long,
you’ll know what it entailed. Be scientific about health. It boils down
to is wealth. Who affords it, why I’m obligated to waste time on yourself. It’s a thankless
job unless it extends longevity or increases quality of living. You can’t take it with
you but the little pleasure it offers I’m collecting as a fee and not giving.
Flashback, involuntary recurrent memory, hippocampus in our brain’s important. The successful
retrieval of memories when needed is there concordant. When unneeded only a memory will
not remain suppressed, it is dangerous. It remains a continued focus of thought and can
cause an endless crisis to us. It’s obvious all everyone else is telling
you is wrong. Stop a moment and listen to reason. What everyone’s singing is their
own song. If it all seems too far gone then it probably is. It helps them, only at your
expense. So listen to reason, the other one. What’s going to help everybody’s immense.
Have a death wish. Does it last? Is there really an end? Criminy, get on with it. To
the bitter finish, think a frozen pizza is named after him. You could die from indigestion.
I’ve got calcium bicarbonate just in case. Bitter battle start to finish. Extra toppings
I’ll go in my sleep no haste. Attention is required. You’re asleep at
the job? Someone should be fired! We have excuses. Not getting enough sleep is one of
them. What transpired? Half the power grid of our country is out and still you sit smugly
snoring? Who was in office? He should be under investigation. Who are we ignoring?
Things we take for granted are infrastructure. Electric, gas and roads mostly. Hit a switch
or turn on the water. You don’t know what you got till it’s gone, coldly. Refrigeration
and hot running water. How long you been camping now? It’s scenic out in the woods long as
your hunger and thirst allow. Put problems out of sight and mind. Dump them
in someone’s lap. Any one who complains we get rid of them too labeling them more
criminal sap. Then we round em up-n-lock em away in prisons costing more than mansons.
Letting em fight it out among themselves, killing each other off like famines.
War like marriage requires no half-ass effort. It takes full support. We gave up. The long
conflict should have been consummated or cut short. We’re capitalist warmongers? Call
a spade a spade. A western way of life? That’s how it’s going to be? Vietnam wasn’t worth
the effort. Treat her like a wife. Without recovery of his illudium que thirty
six explosive space modulator Marvin the Martian will be unable to get a full view of the planet
Venus bottom layer. Marvin is in a state of distress because he can’t blow up Earth, though.
Bugs made a wrong turn at Albuquerque. He wound up in Mexico.
That we’ll spot intelligent life in our galaxy is doubtful. Look around you. I’m
seeing a whole lot of really stupid. In fact there seems to be no limits too. Microbial
might mean a lot to microorganisms but it makes me sick. You’re not going to reach
it in your lifetime. Why worry it’s not a chick!
Will the perversion ever cease? Beavis, Butthead and Donald Duck, their friend. All making
it with a doctor at pain management trying to get her to make it end. And while she hasn’t
got what they want, that thing they’d smoke, pot. When it comes to opioid medication, she’s
always got a lot. Artificial intelligence, its creation requires
expansion from simple to complex. Matter compactification to lower levels, conversion of dimensions
compress. Understanding singularities or a continuum is an ignoring of boundaries. To
say there are limits is to set the probability or possibilities.
Peter Parker is losing it with his spider senses. Aunt May’s going to freak out. Well,
you gotta watch it when you’re a superhero. Lots of venom’s been doused. Crawling around
on walls and swinging from skyscrapers chasing villains. You could lose your mind and never
blend in with civilians. Long term stability’s exception to a rule.
That times are changing is sure. Weather trends won’t last, stay the future as they were
in the past endure. Take civilization and it is the same, builds itself up only to be
torn down. A struggle to the end over resources, empire and who’s to wear a crown.
Attractor helps researchers predict what will happen in a chaotic system. Phase portrait
for Pendulum with damping saddle points towards wisdom. Father, son and holy spirit swing
an entire arrangement back to where it should be. Only in the end it all windes up as one
infinity or single singularity. That one is all or all is none make as much
sense as saying everything is one. In many ways it is true when you consider the origin
or source we begun. God doesn’t count. It is a totality. The visible and invisible universes
you might say are a domain and we a miniscule fraction in that reality.
Load Beavis, battle-sight, car, from my position, on the way. Any T. C. knows what he forgot
to say. It would take too much time. Kill two birds with one stone. He’s supposed
to say fire and what kind of ammunition. I’d just stuff Beavis in the gun tube with a round
of high explosive plastic alone. Imagine the ineptitude of the Army putting
men like these in a Patton Tank? Couldn’t call them men. Beavis and Butthead aren’t
soldiers. They hold no rank. Someone left a motor pool gate opened while the captain’s
back turned. Who’d take off to a pawn shop with the Army’s stuff? Now you’ve learned.
Butthead hustle down at the Taekwondo studio. Everyone knows this old woman. She is your
Mama San (Mother Son). You better watch it useless bushman. You cross her or mess with
her girls, she’ll bring an awful wrath on you. From the men who run the place and pay
their bills, you’ll learn kung fu. There isn’t a final cut when you’re a
director. Any footage can be redone. Choosing best casting is difficult because eventually
you settle on one. There isn’t any that is the best. Each scene stands relative to
the rest. So do what you can and throw up your hands. Holler it’s not what I expressed!
They would call him Nickolas Beavsla. His name would become a trademark. Westinghouse,
Bell and Butthead bent their knees before his mind, a great spark. He knew that to control
current would mean to manipulate the world. So ahead of his time credit due him would
take centuries to become unfurled. There must be an easier way to get fed. Ambush
predator like my editor. Lay in wait for anything to pass then strike with the force of an unpaid
creditor. Side order and drink adding up sales tax for a day. It’s back out on the sidewalk,
sitting and waiting, knowing something will come this way.
Be there no life on mars look out among trillions of stars. It’s conceited earth’s the only
place to have spawned life like ours. Complex life as we know it. Face it, microbes are
boring. In a liquid ocean of water bombarded by amino acids for a billion years it can
happen instability ignoring. Building molecules into complex chains by
nucleonic bonds that match exact. Take your deoxyribonucleic acid, its base pairs. Only
look at the cytosine in fact. Matches guanine, forms a base pair through hydrogen bond acceptors.
Don’t confuse it with a hydrogen bomb, no need to launch interceptors.
Living things use the genetic alphabet of guanine, cytosine, adenine and thymine. Four
nucleobases come together by hydrogen bonding to form base pairs like mine. They comprise
the language of genes and its building blocks. They form the double helix, contribute to
how the folded structure locks. A purine which contains a six atom ring and
five atom ring sharing two atoms. Attached to each sugar ring is a nucleotide base two
dimensions flattens. It will always thrill me to understand this coupling by an electron.
Like a round peg doesn’t fit a square hole is what’s with shared electrons.
Complementary Nucleotide Bases, the study of modern genetics. Depends on an understanding
of the physical and chemical coalescent magnetism. Some of the most fundamental properties of
DNA emerge. From the characteristics of its four basic building blocks, called nucleotides,
they diverge. Cytosine links guanine and adenine to thymine.
Uracil rather than thymine what transfers in cells a form of information. Not building
block information, mind. Tell your clone duplicate or something new. More muscle or an organ.
You began as a single small egg cell that split in two, were born then.
Writer’s block, lost in space. Plagued by men in flying saucers. It’s formidable.
I stay this way for sometimes weeks on end waiting for thoughts more lovable. Hate, belligerence
and negativity simply are not what I wish to convey. I’d rather come across words
of hope and peace then stay that way. Build it up just to tear it down. Tiny, simple
to huge and vastly complex beast. How does it happen? From amoeba to a gorilla. Only
part of a natural feast. In a way it must be. The carbon cycle or a food chain supporting
us. Rather the ocean or atmosphere it’s eat or be eaten, life in a forest.
I’ll grab a bite then. Needless to say it’s either that or become bitten. Not that I’d
feed on my own kind. Stick to different species, laws written. Cannibalism Isn’t the modern
way. Wander back to living in caves. Sharing a place to live with a bear is alright as
long as it’s asleep and behaves. A naturalist, what did you observe? The territorial
imperative or instinct to herd? What contributes to the success of species are complexly varied
from bug to bird. Obviously it worked or they wouldn’t be around to attest to the success,
brag and acclaim it the key to their survival nonetheless.
Some are born stupid. Others work their lifetimes to become that way. Above all we retain a
rudimentary form of humor at play. Tripping over your own feet or becoming timidly tricked
is about as basic as a pie in the face. In the animal kingdom there’s no bakers of
pastry, no props put in place. Goat Hill, Soviet Union, Kremlin, don’t
allow movie making in Moscow. Leaving higher echelons of government uninformed, we do it
anyhow. This is our secret agent left to keep an eye on the Russian’s affairs. It’s
a very good disguise. Takes a lot of practice to get it right and avoid KGB stares.
The Goat of Homeland Security is keeping an ever present vigil on our nation. Look worried,
happier with a bald eagle heading the keen eyed organization? Son of a goat is maybe
better than son of a bitch. So it’s not a dog. Could you imagine the protection of
our interior run from this fool’s blog? Goat Security Business is in ever increasing
demand. After work we relax. Enjoy a nice meal with a bottle of wine before going back
to our barn and collapse. Got to make sure this country doesn’t fall apart. It would
without me. Gosh, not everyone has a barn. Just lucky we’re not living in a tree.
Billy Goat suffered punitive action, chewing the sleeves off a lieutenant’s coat. He was
reduced, Ram Buck to corporal. Left the herd unable to take that smote. He felt it better
to remain just another one of the sheep, insisting that he be paid overtime and allowed to get
a good night’s sleep. Change a name on a document or through marriage
contracts where it leads. Clearly stated payback is in deeds calculated by the individuals
own needs. Written in deoxyribonucleic acid it becomes part of an irreversible record.
Better than any mansion or territory it may be the more lasting reward.
Our mission from commander (Papa) Smurf was to capture or kill Gargamel. The evil cat
Azrael was to be eradicated nine times and sent directly back to hell. It was war. We
weren’t given a choice and were only following orders. Engage and eliminate anything crossing
over and into Smurf borders! A country the size of a big back yard where
I bark and people listen. Democracy’s illegal, I’m fed twice a day, cats aren’t allowed.
Wine will glisten. El Salvador is good. I need to support the army. With help from Russia.
No one else is giving us a helping hand. Leadership skill I’ve so much of.
Son of a Chihuahua. You’ll do as I tell. I am magic and cast spells. I am a subliminal
suggestion. When you go to a store remember the smells. I’ll direct you to the isle
then guide your hand to a shelf. You are going to get the item I want you to buy and not
remember it was because of anyone else. We have found the perfect model for false
eye lashes. Every woman wants them. It’s to attract men and to let other women know
you have what it takes to get him. Guy of your dreams of course. Takes you everywhere,
buys you anything. All it takes is a wink and a dazzling glare to start it happening.
Why are women so darn possessive? Generally they’re shy. Men are aggressive. Let ladies
make the first move. Don’t let concern over women become obsessive. They need you more
than you need them. It may be the fact. Let them approach and offer a proposal. Decide
then if it is prudent to act. Goat crap in the heart of the Kremlin. Remember
because I left it there. Seeking aid for my regime in Central America, had nothing to
wear. Only thing Moscow’s offer was a bail of hay that horses wouldn’t eat. I left
it for em when I really had to shit and let somebody else to clean up the street.
Kim, Saddam, Benito, Manuel, Francisco and Idi, to name a few brutal dictators. You wouldn’t
stand in their way single handed. To democracy they’re traitors. It comes to societies
who don’t care how they are ruled or run. People become too complacent to vote or think
we should all just carry a gun. Augustus, Tiberius, Caligula, Claudius, Nero
and Galba were emperors of Rome. During the lifetime of Jesus the world was ruled by nobles.
Italy was their home. Society then had its high points and low points as it always will.
From the top of the illustrious Acropolis to the bottom of the hill.
Most of us want peace, quiet, to be well fed and not locked up in jail. What we pay for
comfort is nil next to price of revenge when someone has to yell. Just to get our noisy
neighbors to keep quiet we break about every law. Then you have to get in the last word
by hitting a policeman in the jaw. General Oculus Chauwuawahas and his steed
Dachshund Maximus lead the charge. The Roman Army depended on this kind of cavalry to chase
barbarians from the soil at large. Nothing stood before the onslaught. Small rodents
were devoured whole. It worked provided the enemy was no larger than a mole.
You do not have to choose only one day of the entire week to become devout. Over a course
of your entire lifetime, through good times and bad, spread it out. Try and make amends
for some bad things you may have done. Though evil is not ultimately reversible kindness
is often remembered by some. The cat’s cradle is a finger trick done
with string to create a small hammock. Ice at seventy degrees Fahrenheit, cold fusion
and a reactor called a tokamak. It’s strange science. Some of it, today, is not science
fiction. Cold fusion bogus, ice must be under thirty two degrees, the contradiction.
A strong nuclear bond in the atomic nucleus is what holds protons to neutrons. Quarks
are constituents left over when protons are collided, the resulting cause. You might say
they both arose from a dense cloud of quarks. Protons and neutrons are those heavy subatomic
particles containing mass parts. Protons and neutrons contain three quarks.
Protons are two up one down. Neutrons are one up quark, two down. Quarks come in all,
six flavors bound. Up, down, strange, charm, bottom, and top are the names they’re given.
Elementary particles, three electron and neutrinos make twelve particles hidden.
I envision mass energy of an electron interacting with a Higgs boson. The effect of three copper
pennies rattling inside any tanker ships chosen. An oil carrier a billion pounds, half million
tons or more. You’re not paying much attention to the tiny coppers with something that big
washed ashore. Wearing a condom taking every precaution.
It can barge in your bedroom. Abruptly grab you by the balls, pull you off your girlfriend
in a hotel room. Toss you in a concentration camp in the coldest corner of the globe. It’s
happened to people who thought they were free and didn’t keep their clothes.
At communist headquarters, there’s that sick commie pink-oh clan. Fine at the top
of the hierarchy. Any working stiff best make another plan. You want a place to live, enough
to eat, a bit to get drunk Friday night? It’s the right place. You’re in it brother. Cry
on my shoulder. I hear your plight. Magnetic field and wave function are difficult
to envision unlike money and riches. They’ve been around since the beginning of our universe,
earth’s poles switches. You may exhaust resources but not the planets magnetic field.
The iron core at the center of our planet is why if layers you peeled.
The capitalist system may be a form of monarchy but the communist way is too. Welcome to the
party. There will always be a form of hierarchy, afraid it’s true. Men will never be absolute
equals and admit I’m no better than him. None’d admit any life is worth more than
his own. The chances are slim. Change a proton to neutron by getting a quark
to change flavors, how is it done? Absorbing or giving off an electron sounds a likely
cause. Affecting spin is one. The up and down are low mass quarks and carry the least weight.
Charge is what binds the nucleus and dictates the element it translates.
Atomic weight is determined by a number of protons and neutrons in a nucleus. Bound together
by electrons, positive, negative and neutral define things nuclear. It isn’t known at
a point things like matter are indivisible. For now there are twelve elementary particles,
six of them quarks, invisible. Look around you and fear there is a conspiracy.
It’s difficult, see the clothes? Even when they change into something you’d never recognize
like those. Yes, the people you used to hang out with, went to school and even work. Now
they’re in a new organization. And you thought yourself their a clerk.
My other car, one I should be driving. Actually it is a Soviet tank. I was in the United States
Army in Patton armor on which I wouldn’t bank. That smooth bore gun the Russians have
is pretty devastating. In a quick draw contest I could certainly kill it, main gun on battle
sight without hesitating. I wouldn’t exactly call it a golden age.
Perhaps they were simpler times however. Complexity of modern computerization and communications
left simple forever. In ways it’s made life much easier by creating a dependence on it.
Try going anywhere without your smartphone today and see how far you get.
There are some things I’ve got to credit the Russians. But I look at professional.
In sports and entertainment Americans got em beat hands down unconditional. They ain’t
got practitioner sports or movie making in Siberia. That’s where everyone who complains
about it’s sent so they don’t hear ya. A man wished to watch the Super Bowl read
The L. A. Times. Soviet Police wouldn’t see it. Interest in western events are viewed
as crimes. Sit in a sports bar in Moscow, watching a World Series you’d be committed.
It’s off to a concentration camp, never to be heard from again you won’t be acquitted.
Russia is reforming. Hear they have a stock exchange. Let us face facts however, who’d
want to buy shares in communism for the gain. It seems almost hypocritical. Is commie gaining?
I certainly hope not. That seems to be what happened. It wasn’t financially feasible,
economically they turned to pot. The average attention span of an internet
user is about three good sentences. So what we’d be talking about is probably a tweet
or sign at the theater entrances. No one has the cognizance to read books anymore or watch
movies, you may as well take a walk in the woods than look at or review these.
Disco Dave clubbing and out in a car in the parking lot across the street. There should
be laws. I don’t think there are except you can rent a room or suite. Why don’t
we do it in the road? Nobody would be watching us there. Maybe then you’d get a ticket,
holding up traffic indecent exposure, dare. Ever long for the old days, the old ways:
pillage, plunder and picking pockets? Fagin taught me and Oliver Twist so’s policeman’s
eyes’d stay in their sockets. On one thing count, in a bank large amounts. I’m afraid
these don’t grow on trees. You’ve got to pick a pocket or two. You’ve heard these.
Message may be there is none. No news is good news, might say. If that’s the case, let
it go at that. Man, why start a fight. I’d rather play. Do you want to make friends or
more enemies? I’ve plenty of those. We haven’t gotten along since the day I was born. World’s
full of hate, why who knows. You’re bound to flounder. Come along with
me. Study a new species. It’s a predator buried in sand. Nothing but eyes watching
above, it sees. Along comes an unwary victim, a swift move and it’s gone. How it’s done.
Secret’s to stay buried deep. Waite on things passing over to which you’re drawn.
Now you’ve done it, called up the Kraken. Summonsed from the depths, it lays in wait
for the blue whale and ships chasing it to its death. Living on something the size of
the largest animals on earth. It’s feared as an awesome fictional character that man’s
imagination fights for all it’s worth. Nothing beneath the sea is as frightening
as a woman scorned on land. Take Olive Oil and Popeye the sailor. They’ve some disputes
I can’t understand. What is it he sees in her I don’t get. So skinny she’d fall
through a crack. Popeye would fight to the death over her. She is all a sailor could
lack. Is there a law of the jungle? It is natural
selection, given way to breeding. Farmers want fatter cattle and crop yields. Sciences
are seeding. Bring it round to the table or into our barns. Introduce it to farms. When
it will feed a dozen people instead of one and not ruin the soil no one it harms.
What if you don’t have a barn and live in a pasture. If climate allows the habitat.
Raise sheep and cattle. No cows, you’re left with mutton? You guessed it. When you
run out of mutton you’re left with nothing. A chick or two if you’re lucky and one better
be a rooster. Eggs with no chicks coming. At the peak of despair, ready to give up,
it is time to be forgiving. Never too late for forgiveness, goes a long way, it may be
the only path to living. When you are so stubborn it kills you something is not right. Be a
little more giving. See your predicament from someone else’s shoes, you might.
In all earnest you shouldn’t drive off with a man’s car. I’ve girlfriends that could.
Give her an inch she takes miles. Off to the store, never returns. The girl would. I haven’t
even made the third payment and it was almost brand new. What’s she care, her friend in
Iowa’s been driving my car too. That’s what I get for being a soft hearted
fellow with a trusting manner. A lady in distress and she’s taken over the household damn
her. Instantly I don’t trust any one and never again am I going out on a limb. Invited
her whole family and all their friends over. Now I have got to put up with them?
It’s wet and wild. You think attribute to the girl whose name starts with Bee. Beyonce
though if you dig deep, discover that it began with letter Pee. That would be Patty. You
heard me Patricia, no other actress. This was one who knew Hollywood back and forth.
People who lived there and worked with. I think of myself as a king, treat my subjects
as such, look at them as equal. I’m in line at a take out window. Look at the impatient
people. It was once more difficult to get fed well, easily or economically. I have a
sense of humor that laughs. My stomach doesn’t see it like that, as comically.
Be careful, the kind of bull you sling. Don’t create tales you know not about. If it involves
the opposite sex, people you touched. I’m sure we made out. Directly to the point of
what is currently the consequence of it? Does it involve any living offspring and children
into this world they too get? Your lifetime is one breath in the lifetime
of a learned man like Franklin. In written history of civilization, a heartbeat. Period
in a long novel it sank in. A single life is a blink of an eye on an evolutionary clock.
Anything lasting, look to the stars and planets gravitational ties they lock.
Darwin nailed it before the concept of continental drift became clear. Later verified how dinosaurs
inhabited continents America and Africa far and near. So how did people get there and
when did they come on the scene? Chasing or following game most likely out of Africa dependent
on climate between. There are a few things I was taught I’ve
never wholeheartedly bought. Blondes have more fun or that I am one. It doesn’t add
up to squat. I’d check with David Bowie but he’s dead. You have me there. And Boy
George who’d know if he’s red, gold or green. I couldn’t put on what that weird-oh’d
wear. Everything boils down to adaptability to change.
Like it or not instability is inevitable. Nothing is ever going to remain the same.
No one can predict the future in a manner that’s credible. Change is coming and you
had best be prepared. No way to accurately guess it. Only wait, see how you fared.
Godzilla, Rodan and Behemoth, monsters from the sixties, products of radiation. Some frightening
effects of nuclear testing, on nature. The atom bomb situation. When it comes into your
house on television it’s enough to hide. Things could be laying eggs in your attic.
I’d look to make sure, beside. Somewhere in the google minded, boggle eyed
brain of any private in the Army. There is a poetic desire to unchain your locked memory
with a bottle we all say. And unfortunately it’s a way we would all like to stay in.
Believe it, at the bottom of that ladder are a lot of people who’d be your friend.
There are things a man would not want to live through again and a war is one. Fighting it
out for your own survival hoping to stay alive one more day with a gun. The recall of traumatic
events leaves impressions permanently. For the course of your life those memory’s shadows
haunt you determinedly. There’s always something cosmic about clowns
becoming musicians with blues. Hard as it is to project black and white throw in the
colors to get different reviews. Not that I’m prejudice but my senses need to conform
in an acceptance. The pictures bounce off me then on to you as in any reflectance.
Take a bow animizationing with artistic style. Make a statement and give a smile. Eras in
film producing took movie making in its glory to new levels, an extra mile. What’s said
is on a stage and in a screen on which actors play. It is a long way from what we would
experience in real life every day. For ladies, twisted talent and bare good looks.
It’s what men work toward. One of them could be a consummate mate, the kind guys fully
like to date. Look and strive to find them, Hollywood glorifies and tries to hide them.
The real individual that is. Don’t get big ideas over one who belongs to him.
Why do I still call it film? Today’s world everything is digitized electronic memory.
So while you could lay it out chemically, an old method. That’d be supplementary.
Could you imagine painting those hundreds of canvases nimbly? Paint and canvas is how
the old pictures were produced, simply singly. The old school of glamour. That’s what it
was. I could praise it in grammar. That would be the end or World War Two. Movie making
in the forties glamour. They seem to be great times for the entertainment industries. The
fifties were great economically with soldiers returning from distant countries.
Stylish, eccentric and wealthy to those who could become exploited like royalty. So join
the crowd. Everyone wants in on it today. People trade money for loyalty. Please the
crowd. Become a star. You’re loved long as you are. After that it ends. The hits you
must keep producing to keep getting far. Eyebrows, a wink, the laughs, sometimes what
grabs at us most is the past. Rather in a facial expression or strike of a match, it’s
happy to see a contrast. All that is aged relates to something new and so life continues
without you. The world keeps on turning. Young get old and keep learning too.
Laugh at life that screams. Don’t get too bent on kicks. Living kicks back. Ask some
who got kicked too hard, it killed them. Lips together, smack. Still a few did come through,
lived to fulfill their exciting dreams. All the pain and hard work, dragged through the
gutter dream ain’t what it seems. Khrushchev to Kennedy, Alexander remedy. Substitute
I suppose in imagination. Anything you could be Christ. Courtisane, Seurat pose Van Gogh
and creation? David Bowie past, anything that leads to greatness? A lifetime we’d stay
in. Into what time would you be cast by God in any new incarnation then?
This is Jesus. He’s a Spartan. This is you. Now, who are we related to? Jesus, a lot of
us have been a soldier. Why’s it necessary, to who? You might say to protect the nation
and God. You would be right precisely. One nation under the almighty’s how the earth
should be run. Listen to Jesus wisely. Prince, Michael Jackson or Boy George. Listening
to music, sitting bored. It’s dawned on you, they’re alive? Reach the top then take
a dive, lord! I mean if you’re going to be one of them guys. Hope you can stand success.
Freedom ain’t free and peace got a price. Sorry fellows dying isn’t progress.
Freud, Michener and Ayn Rand a mind like theirs would be truly grand. I admire literature
that is top notch. Love to be a member of that band. Fact or fiction, science and suspense
is brought across in their writing. I can write but not essentially well. I require
computer skills to spell alighting. Murray, Marin and Chase light it up with comedy
skills that made us laugh. Hey guys when what you’re smoking gets to an end don’t forget
me and pass. They put it out in the movies. Modern comedians whose work was groovy. Doesn’t
show all their girl friends but I’d be bumping those like it’s my duty.
Lost in Space, My Favorite Martian and Doctor Who, the X File Movie continues. Those are
to name but a few. Of the dumbest shows on television I’ve ever used. Majority of us
end up as this from our demented adolescence. When that box in our living room was the main
focus and most dominant presence. Psychology and sociologists come up with new
conditions persistently. Classify, give it names based on cases of patients and statistics
insistently. Patent a medication and call it a cure for something not even biological.
Give chemicals good purpose. To switch personalities from psychopathological.
Delusional, pathological, manic infers you think you’re someone you’re not. Pathology
is persistent, repeated behavior to cover tracks, not get caught. Manic is hurried uncontrollable
speech, activity over a period of time. They represent personality defects that identify
an individual out of line. There you go. Off to the doctor, something
dental. Turns out to be totally mental. The doctor turns out is something it’s not.
Matter of time it becomes detrimental. You begin to think maybe you’re losing your
mind and feel nothing at all. It’s too late, you’re dead. There was no point to even
call. Ought to slug you. I would too. Carry it out
long way before pulling a gun. I get in fights just for fun. Get bored watching westerns
where it all begun? Join the Army, you may find it a lifestyle similar, reminiscent of
that. Even standing in the school yard. It was in a tough neighborhood it sat.
Get macabre but not psycho. Sure we all get that way, a little nuts for sure. What is
it in life we just can’t stand is when waiting becomes torture so pure. Ready for an enemy,
anticipation of wealth, expecting it to happen. When it does, the torment ends then your struggle
continues with passion. Work of poets Shakespeare, Poe or Thomas.
William, Edgar or Dylan know. A kind of satirical joy in their prose is emotion. Writer knows
on readers bestow. Each interpreted differently by every viewer, the sentient soul a reviewer.
Some wake to success having appreciative audience or end in a sewer.
Peter, Paul and James are apostles who remain martyrs for the Lord Jesus. Writers depicting
what he chose to profess. It is a word of truth to free us. Listen for the Lord our
God and what he has to say. It appears day to day. See it around us, reference the testaments.
Follow the commandments way. Waiting on inspiration there’s no need to
look far or listen closely to hear. It comes through your senses. How things feel, smell,
sound, taste or appear. If you’re attracted to it may be good. Turn and run, it’s out
of fear. Thank goodness for our feelings or the ones you love would not come near.
It seems to me that a person doesn’t have a soul. Rather, each being is one. You will
get tired of discussing it with clergy. Talk to God, perhaps his son. He certainly had
a mother. Take it up with mom. You will, to get fed. It starts with a lot of crying. Eventually
we’d all end up dying, instead. All I am trying to get across here is good
sense and common knowledge. It’s surprising how much wisdom’s hiding in plain sight
deserving homage. Quantum gravity, electricity, magnetism, nuclear bonding both strong and
weak. Including atomic level the least force causing reactions is of what I speak.
It’s a day later and I still haven’t gotten cross that point where I started. Which is
not much consequence because I can’t recall having departed. We went our own ways in Uijeongbu,
part of a province in Korea. That brings back fond, although hard, times and a girl I knew
who’d much that same idea. Su Chi na and Su Chi me would be what I’m
trying to get across in thought. Pretty and passionate, the kind of hard for fought things
money has never bought. It helps a little but is not a main point. Desire is the pointlessness.
That and getting back at things when you feel cheated and purposeless.
Kind of challenge that leaves one weak and depleted of all emotions. A worn bed spread
on which one casts their unending grief and devotions. Years of suppressed memory put
into a story where it’s brought to light. The city of Seoul laying dormant. A tale of
survival. Korea, why they put up a fight? Ground is too cold to drive a tent peg in.
Lots of food, no need to beg? Plenty of water only it’s frozen? Winter came early, try
and cook an egg. Wake up Private Snafu over there. Get this mean, green machine grinding.
The world is full of unfortunates who’d live in your cozy place. I’d be minding.
The name given to a discarded outer sheath is French word for wooden shoe or sabot. For
APDS projectile, the sabot, is known as a pot. It resembles a flower pot. The shape
has a sharp tungsten carbide or depleted uranium projectile, (Armor Piercing Discarding Sheath)
surrounding that hardened metal. If we could come to agreement there would
be no need for a military. They have em. We need it too. What in the heck were they for
originally? Parade around and salute like we’re ready to die for a country, plain
stupid. If they got rid of theirs we could forgo paying for ours is what I concluded.
Do you find your sleeping messed up, dependent on drugs and alcohol? Nightlife people require
schedules dependent on rest in the day time is all. So you smoke to stay awake all night,
drink to go to sleep or worse. Ride high on uppers then crash on downers accidentally
mixing them and end in a Hurst. Drinks her blood from a jagged edge? Dollies,
don’t mess with those reds. Barbiturates and alcohol don’t mix. Just can’t come
down off your meds. Adrenalin does that too. Gets your heart pumping. A sort of ego trip.
Don’t get too far gone on it. Think your big? Kiss the sky, don’t die. It ain’t
hip. Forget being a celebrity. About how popular
are you? Enough then to kill? Yeh someone would. To take through one long lifetime and
pay each bill. Well it all piles up around you. And when it’s big as house then it
is worth that. When you’re gone you mean. Well buy golly we’re all going to go, drat.
Eulogize ones who remember you. There is a lot one’s to do with good recall. Anyone
you spent time in your life with should have some visual of it all. Not paint but pictures
somewhere of you in their mind’s memory. So who saved them all would be one with total
recall. A vault of retention treasury. What is the holy point of drag racing in cars
or Indianapolis Five Hundred? To see who gets there first, of course. That proves the fastest,
best funded. When it comes to death we all want to win but no one wants to be first.
To the bitter end that finishes your life is the part we’d like reversed.
Basically what I’m saying is, “What’s your big hurry?” You have to be first? In
many ways life is a race. Don’t speed it stop light to stop light, accursed! You’ll
just ruin your tires and run through all that’s in your wallet. You can not take it with you.
What kind of race do you plan and call it? A race to get it done? Pack all the living
you can into one lifetime then die? There couldn’t be that much of a hurry to get
it done in the first place, why? Ask yourself every time you set about any task that seems
monumental. Break it down into constituent bits and pieces, make them incremental.
Been there done that precludes there is not a whole lot left to accomplish. When you run
out of tasks, you run out of purpose. Find more to demolish? Then there is no point.
Build it up then tear it down? That is not purpose. Not that life has to have one. Were
we’re useless, our maker may curse us. A great flood in Noah’s time. The warnings
observational or psychological? Parting of the Red Sea during the life of Moses? Both
events geological? This could be. Huge ice dam holding back the Mediterranean and volcanoes?
Seismic activity would explain the events, not premonitions. Though who knows?
Ever experience anything before it happened? As a dream, events are foretold. Awakening,
forget, accepting prophetic things you have been allowed to hold. At times they become
true. Think about it and wonder who told it to you. Not to say. Each of us are prophets
given our warnings about what to do. Log, journal or rudder what explorers might
use to retrace steps when lost. Note coordinates in order that others follow. This may be priceless
in cost. Navigating an open ocean without extremely accurate clocks for longitude. Around
seventeen forty it became practiced with instrument’s promptitude.
Without tetanus shots or penicillin a lot of us wouldn’t have survived today. You’d
miss it a hundred years ago. Way back in the American Civil War say. Amputation without
anesthetics would’ve been absolute torture to any. It was the only way to save a life
if performed properly, infections plenty. How can you expect to effect a total environment?
Keep it in a container? Oldest vessel date, a Speyer wine bottle is dated almost two thousand
years. That’s for a bottle of booze. Sealed it contains fermented grape juice. Imagine
it were a spaceship sent to another solar system for us to reproduce.
Study of solar systems remain robotic. They have gotten to Mars persistent. Earth to moon’s
a quarter million miles. Mars is hundreds times distant. Nearest star to the sun’s
six light years. Times that by trips to the moon. No propulsion system today would get
a robot there thousands of years soon. In thousands of years civilizations have become
built and fallen to decay. There are no absolute guarantees the one we have will stay that
way. When is the next world war going to happen? We are punctual comes to that. Tectonics,
asteroids, volcanic or disease could wipe us out at the drop of a hat.
Looks likely we’ll be on this third rock from the Sun for a good long time. Long enough
to start another war. So moving on to Mars I wouldn’t mind. That’s to say I would
rather be on that forth rock when the next world war happens. Putting people there seems
feasible assuming any profit it imagines. A planet’s limited resources and the environment,
we fight for the best. Multiplying like microbes is going to gobble it up then kill for what’s
left. We want hundreds of grandchildren and care so little for others or the rest. When
what is here is exhausted invent newer ways. It is a survival test.
Environment a crucial factor. We have few ways to control weather. Hope you like it.
Don’t burn, freeze, suffocate, die of radiation all together. Deep below an ocean where mass
extinctions have less effect on life’s good. You might not make it living on the surface
in what we call our neighborhood. Grind of life too much for you to bare? Perhaps
the grind is in your mind. Repetitive boredom and that same old routine becomes what they
define. Repetition makes things easier. Tasks, eyes closed, pay no attention to those. Complete
your work blindfolded. Focus more thought on worry with less woes.
Left entirely to our own devices what would we possibly do? I have been asked again. I
would have machines do all the work while people do the thinking then. You will never
get away with doing absolutely anything you want to. Everyone would murder, commit robberies,
take drugs, get drunk and screw. We need laws, guidelines to keep the majority
of the population in order. Law of the jungle’s where dangerous animals like elephants are
who set a border. Between claws and teeth, size and strength is a defining factor. Where
dinosaurs or people are concerned, it helps to be bigger even as an actor.
Having clawed your way to the top as an actor who is a person that is big? Look round, find
someone’s then out to knock you down to their size of wig. I don’t need to wear
one but there are people who impersonate constantly. Out to be something they are not. Want to
be types eyeing others wantonly. Life is a bit harder for a woman. Though don’t
think they are slighted in brains. It takes that much more cunning to overcome what physical
disadvantage remains. Smart as a fox or dumb as an Ox. Smartest don’t get farthest or
strongest last longest. Your changing environment determines what is just.
Certainly change is inevitable. When and where is weather the same? Never was or ever will
be. Don’t tell it different, fool me with a game. The almighty causes the inevitable
to happen quite you believe it or not. Make you and take you, like it or not. Nothing’s
eternal be lifetime little or a lot. Go on believing. No one knows till it happens
what awaits after death. Return to creator, start as new remains unknown before your dying
breath. Nothing at all, not a bit of energy left. So far as to say, it isn’t conserved?
A universe rose out of nothing. Perhaps it’s what we return to so deserved.
Deserved out of what we’ve done. The Karma analogy extends, rumbling on. Goes around
comes around, gets you in the end. Life’s a continuous song. What could make you think
it ends after you die? The earth’s still spinning. People keep laughing and babies
cry. Life proceeds onward from its beginning. Continuing ridiculous parables, add a few
words. Make it continuous to us. The world revolves as such. As it has for billions of
years it remains thus. Amazingly our little planet has a stable temperature and atmosphere.
Needless to say without magnetic fields and oxygen we wouldn’t be living here.
Keep our home stable and sustainable for living things to grow and evolve. Astronomical amounts
of time are required. Evolution seeing earth revolve. Continental plates move on the earth’s
mantle. We live above liquid rock. Below it is very volatile like the sun. Nothing grows
if its light we block. I’m disturbed being restrained by limits,
speed of cars, number of wives. Stop at one or extend it to infinity. Fine till you hit
a phone pole wise. Then there is that jealous quarrel that gets someone killed between them.
Unlucky, it’s you that gets demolished and not them. Women decide you or him.
Frustration with reality causes us to dive into fantasy. Actuality is anxiety. Worrying
which way to turn or your destination, what has top propriety? The stain on your shirt
or the neighbor’s pet you backed over with a car. You’re paying attention to driving
not really thinking about where you are. As an artist I’m crumby at best. Rob it,
let your imagination fill in the rest. Fading hippies from an era of psychedelics and free
love doing it best. On the world at large don’t think the group had a lasting or great
effect. The Nazi’s would have burned them. Military withdrawal, our final defect.
We worry about our relatives. A few of them have a screw loose or two. Most of them could
use tightening, in the manner in which they treat you. Go show your trick to someone else.
Uncle Fester had some strange traits. Showing them off to the children bring about serious
questions any adult debates. A blink of an eye is my film speed. That instant
with respect to a lifetime. If the age of our visible universe on a twenty four hour
clock you define. Frame speed a tenth of a second. One hundred years is less than a wink.
Take years to attract someone. Sooner than expand the universe could shrink.
Were it not for the fact that I’m inspired. I’d be a vegetable, retired. We spend most
of our lives working for retirement. That is desired. Get relaxed, not to the point
that it kills you quite literally dead. It is all a tell of mind. The environment surrounding
you and state of mood in your head. We do not often stumble on inspiration. One
has to actively seek it out. It hit my head once. Stone thrown by a jerk brought my attention
about. Needless to say, I was inspired to turn around and shoot him in the leg. He didn’t
know I was packing my pistol. Was more a reflex so I could hear him beg.
Rather you could live in a penthouse or on a farm you’ll want your bacon. According
to Mister Haney you may discuss it with Arnold or be mistaken. Where it’s all coming from
that is. The kind you bring home? You’re there. Green Acres, you don’t have to look
far. He doesn’t belong to Lisa, who cares? Like reading, writing takes me places. We
all get tired of a place we are. Fly off in your imagination someplace new you have never
been bazaar. Space is a place but I like right here on earth better cause it’s our mother.
May never find another like this. If so it’s an impossible distance discover.
Earth like planet, what, ninety six light years from our earth’s sun? Trips to Mars
take months. Solar systems be tens of thousands years run. If you could achieve merely a fraction
the speed of light in a robotic probe. Earth’s written history, six thousand years to Moses
time wouldn’t make those! Federal Bureau of Investigation, Homeland
Security or Men in Black. Mulder and Suclly had it down pat. Out there always. Never turn
back. They can’t get my show figured out. Unsolvable, lacking characters or plot. So
tear it down and start over. I haven’t resources to finish it all. It’d take a lot.
Extraordinary events manifesting divine intervention in human affairs. According to witnesses documenting
cases, their testaments share. Whose performer swore to return from heaven eternal bliss.
Significance of the individual’s lifetime, events that occurred and people it helped
can’t be dismissed. The successions of people following a creator,
countless and unending. When it started, what caused it and why it happened is a beginning.
The universe we know about. Not to say there are or were others as well. It seems pointless
to concern ourselves about them. There is only one in which we dwell.
Why concern one of something unless it interacts with our continuum? Start to finish it’s
unending. No point to begin or end, the conundrum. Eternal definitions of infinity, a countless
and everlasting awareness. Certainly hope it to be. We all hate waiting. It seems to
take forever in all fairness. Writing’s pointless, except it keeps us
busy and staves off weary boredom. Computer assistance makes it easier. Coming up with
another line to some. Fitting the pieces together like jigsaw puzzles. A crossword with implications.
Adding pictorial enhancement, best I do is copy avoiding complications.

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