Friday, December 19, 2008

One more time. Indict the Bastard

Rachel Maddow, You are the answer, the One that speaks for so many of us. You make it all so obvious. Thank you so very much.

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Never forgive.

I'll never forgive him but it takes too much energy to keep up with all the fuck ups and catastrophic consequences this administration, a.k.a. George W. Bush, has bequeathed generations yet unborn.

But in effect it is too difficult keeping two blogs, and other web interests and presences.
There fore I am going to conduct all Bush Bashing in the future at American Originl.

I am hoping that my follower will come along.
This blog may be revived at some future time as circumstances and situations dictate. But for the most part you can find me being original at American Originl

Thursday, November 06, 2008

The End

This whole week has been the end...I mean the end.
So Fuckin far out that I really haven't digested it all.
Hardly any of the implications have hit me yet.
This is so heavy.
We will see so much now.
So much will happen.
Some good,
some horrible,
but so much is going to happen,
so dramatically.

George Bush, the Worst President In History, is on the way out and arguably the most extraordinary candidate in American history is the future MVP of this nation.
I am PROUD to be an AMERICAN once more.
I need to unload this gorge of history and my reaction to it now, now. It is important that we see ourselves evolve or devolve as we make contributions to history through this gigantic margin of the historians text. I hope to see my heart, my race, my intelligences change when I last look back to see the stains I have left left on the road of human evolution.

Fucking FOX and their concept of news. Their agenda. They suck. But are hard to turn away from. They are black on my, awareness of evil, color chart. Manchurian candidates all, except Combs.
The Gays protest that they can't get married. After being married, I think marriage needs to become more sacred again as it was when my parents married. But I voted against it in Florida anyway. I despise Flaming anything, Get your shit together and stop the flames and you will get better response from folks like me that see no real big deal about marriage these days , most people have been married too many times. What the fuck...breaking all those promises in front of god and everyone......if it is all that mundane then let them have some. Maybe the limp wristeds and female Billy Bobs can show us how sacred unions, marriage is carried out, how it's done.

Now Bush is saying Obama is going to get challenged during this period of transition. I wonder what he is planning. Or what has already been put in motion that only a few have knowledge of.

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

How Racism Works:

Shared with me by a friend.

What if John McCain were a former president of the Harvard Law Review?
What if Barack Obama finished fifth from the bottom of his graduating

What if McCain were still married to the first woman he said 'I do' to?
What if Obama were the candidate who left his first wife after she no
longer measured up to his standards?

What if Michelle Obama were a wife who not only became addicted to pain
killers, but acquired them illegally through her charitable
organization? What if Cindy McCain graduated from Harvard?

What if Obama were a member of the Keating-5? What if McCain were a
charismatic, eloquent speaker?

If these questions reflected reality, do you really believe the
election numbers would be as close as they are?

This is what racism does. It covers up, rationalizes and minimizes
positive qualities in one candidate and emphasizes negative qualities
in another when there is a color difference.

You are The Boss... which team would you hire?

With America facing historic debt, 2 wars, stumbling health care, a
weakened dollar, all-time high prison population, mortgage crises, bank
foreclosures, etc.

Educational Background:

Columbia University - B.A. Political Science with a Specialization in
International Relations.
Harvard - Juris Doctor (J.D.) Magna Cum Laude

University of Delaware - B.A. in History and B.A. in Political Science.
Syracuse University College of Law - Juris Doctor (J.D.)


McCain: United States Naval Academy - Class rank: 894 of 899

Palin: Hawaii Pacific University - 1 semester
North Idaho College - 2 semesters - general study
University of Idaho - 2 semesters - journalism
Matanuska-Susitna College - 1 semester
University of Idaho - 3 semesters - B.A. in Journalism

Now, which team are you going to hire ?

Saturday, September 20, 2008

Thank John McCain

It's a necessity that as many indecisive purples and reds as possible see this. It proves my theory that McCain can say what ever it takes to get the desired result. These contextual statements are irrefutable evidence that he is a bold faced liar, and that in no way is he intending to be a maverick or a new influence in Washington.
He is as guilty, if not more so, than the ones he says he plans to expose and publicly announce to the taxpayers... by name so that we may know he is cleaning up the good ole'boy influence peddling mess. May he be ever so bold as to place his name first, for as you have heard from the words of the great tortured United Statesien's mouth, that it takes considerable bucks to gain entrance to his office, his inner sanctum. Ethical? Hardly. But they all do it why should I be surprised. Lying is an essential part of our system of ethics, [I can't believe I just said that], and keeps the powerful powerful, and you and I spending all of our time and energy just surviving and sending out these internet, SOS signals. Waving our worded flashlights, wildly, passionately distressed, and bending under an impending sense of doom.
Watch me!
Read me!
Hear me!

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Wake up and smell the man...and woman

Hey all you infatuated Republicans, (especially you good ol'boys that want to do her), were she not your candidate,you know she would be unbearable. Listen to her voice. Her children obeyed out of pure dread of that voice in reprimand.

As a taxpayer I eat dirt, and lies, and corruption, and am expected to eat every last putrid bite with relish and gratefulness.... then not to puke.....
......the greatest country in the world,
is greatly fucked, and you and I...........
well .. we take it in the ass and mouth all at once.
...and we are scared to death.
The secret echelon of those powerful nonentities behind the presidency..
run the robot.. but in this case, they run a broken robot.

John McCain is a brilliant bullshit artist. Not a man of change. He is a good ol'boy. How is he gonna change that? Remember, he didn't become a man he could be proud of until he was tortured to within an inch of his life. If that is what it takes to make him aware of what is important, if graduating fourth from the bottom in a class of eight hundred and ninety nine was a laughing matter....then I think we have a man within a man, one that says one thing and one that thinks another... completely....That is how he survived. That is how he survives. He can say and do anything he has to to get the desired result and he knows he has this ability.

But by the very nature of being a prisoner of war should we not all be aware of this connection, based on survival ethics. His face and words, stance and smile, are all bullshit. After all, Bush tore him a dirty new asshole during the republican race in the 2000 election, and yet he is buddies up to him when necessary all hugs and grins......pure, gigantic, rank, BS....McCain would skewer
Bush with glee were they back in Vietnam together.

McCain is a supremely scary gimp. Believe it, he will eat you for breakfast and use your bones for toothpicks, if he is elected. And Sarah Palin is a clone of Bush. So now he can hug a woman and George Bush at the same time. Ha!

He's a man folks....he want's to do her too. His wife must be seething. And he is a happy fucker again, with a new imaginary partner going through his gray matter while he is doing some inshore drilling .....kk

thanks internet for this freedom... to have my say as they drag me away.......

She's Bush with Bush.
Don't use that line either...that's my T-shirt idea.

The Picture.....just a picture I took near Waldo Florida.

Friday, September 12, 2008

Sarah Palin thought tv

Not me man, I wouldn't want get anywhere close to that ....uhu

No one said the Anti-Christ was a man did they?

Dear God, pardon the pundits that proclaim Obama to be the Anti-Christ, but looky heah', all you Hillary switch overs, this chick believes in creationism and that man did not necessarily create the Global Warming Threat. Oh you diligent overbreeders with brainless tendencies looking for a woman to make your life a little more like the shopping network you eat with bon bons, wake the fuckup. This woman is a maneater and she is bible brainwashed and I for one find that super fucked up. Look at that bitches eyes and the way she sucks that lip and sticks that chin out, she eats balls for breakfast and women will ellect her and call her saint. Listen to what she thought about being a VP couple of months back.


Last one .. lost to the gun. sad and serendipitous...

Bob Dylan Blowin' In the Wind

god I can't stop......listen
all you idiots with little ears and huge mouths.......shut the fuck up and listen.

now throw those arrows and slings and kick some more terrorist ass, Sarah Palin, you who may live one heart beat away........menopausal bitch crisis in the offing

DONOVAN - The Universal Soldier

true then true now

Donovan - Universal Soldier - 2006

don't you get it

Donovan - Catch The Wind (rare 1965 clip)

Listen..... you music starved minions!

Try and Catch the Wind

How totally bewildered and crushed we would have been in 1965 had we known that Donovan's Try and Catch the Wind would some day be used as a car commercial.
Dear Father Funky Leary, I am impeccably perplexed.

Asshole Mumbles Crud

Bush just opened his maw and mumbled some crud that had some appreciatin' in it, pre Hurricane Ike slamming into his beloved Texas. Fuck shit. Asshole mumbles crud. What else is new?
Hmmmmmmmmmm... Sarah Palin.
...but that is another story.

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

Who the Fuck is Sarah Palin?

Who the fuck is this person that said  ..".when someone tells me what a Vice President does every day".... that is now the Republican VP Candidate. This appears to me to be the ultimate political ploy. Hay but what the fuck is politics for anyhow. We are seeing it at it's purest. Total Bullshit. And it appears that McCain is leading in that catagory.
And right after Obama Hits a homerun in Denver. McCain extruded some really clever bullshit. So help me Harold and Kumar.

Monday, September 01, 2008

Gustav Blows, Bush Sucks

Braindead just tried commmunicating again. He told me that the American people were great. And then he did alot of appreciating. Ah'preciate this and ah'preciate that, and the people, they're great and we gotta appreciate that, and gotta appreciate Brownie, and appreciate the storm for what God said praying and all that Brownie did to make this a great event. Well that is what it sounded like anyway. Boy did he dodge a bullet. 50 miles that other way and it might be a tiny bit different. Oh yeah, Fox and the Fuzz Bangle that says every sentence with exactly the same lethargic tenor, and moronic monotone, graced with a bored lift of tone at the end of each stupid word sandwich he mumbles, will have lots to trivialize.

I am so thread bare each time I see his lie distorted presence. It's as if Karma has begun working in earnest at the very image of his personage. The Dorian Grey behind the melting facade is beginning to emerge and he will have to watch. Young George W. Bush is metamorphosing, it won't be pretty, but none of us that have despaired at this Ugly American will give a flying fuck. May his God give him a good wake up call before he shows him the writing on the wall and asks Mumble Fuck. Did you really think I could let you get away with all that slaughter, and carnage? Fool.
But we all knew that, right from the start.

Sunday, August 31, 2008

Gotta Pray for m'rigs

How fortunate for the Republicans. President Nimrod Fizzle Neurons says he and his Dick will have to forgo the convention because of the approaching hurricane, Gustav. He and Cheney will be monitoring the storm from his ranch in Crawford Texas. As we all know Mr. Neurons will be leaving office soon, but never soon enough, and his oil interests will become more of a day to day joy he can sit back and lavish in. This storm might interfere with that if it strikes the right oil concerns. I am sure he has the people of Louisianan at the top of his reasons for this over riding interest in a hurricane. But you know what? Me thinks otherwise.
No matter, McCain and the rest of the 5millionaires are breathing a huge sigh of relief. Fart Wad in chief, and sidekick Butt Plug, announced that they would not be attending as a result of the situation developing in the Gulf of Mexico.
Christ, if the hit on the infrastructure, or a refinery situation develops in which the price of gas hits 6 - 7 bucks or becomes unavailable, and a situation happens where in he believes we are in imminent danger from within, he has laws in place by which he can extend his presidency without congressional approval.
The convention becomes a moot point then.
Four more for Bush.

Saturday, August 30, 2008

Hey! George W Bush

Where the fuck has the aging idiot been. What the hell is he doing? Yeah he is at his ranch, but that has a secret underground tunnel to a hidden helipad, and he is outfitting his elaborate underground bunker. He is getting ready for what he has set in motion.
Man I am giving him too much credit. If anyone is conducting the preparation for Armageddon it's gotta be Cheney. Where the fuck has that weasel been. Dear god the two of them with such predisposed opportunity and underwritten authority, unavailable to the watching world, does'nt the owl eyed, and eared, media recognize a tremendous difference in the rhetoric flow emanating from the absent president? Our freedoms are being rewritten or revoked law by law, signature by 2AM presidential signature. The Constitution is being disassembled line by line as the power the president has given himself increases in the face of PERCEIVED DANGERS.
Dear God, sorry God, I might be perceived as a threat of a danger or a mental mutant so full of himself that he might write a blog and make it written in stone as it were.
I am no danger. I have been stripped of the capabilities need to even be considered fawn like. This is all I have. I can't even drive to the state line without pushing my budget into an alarming red color zone. I'll bet Bush doesn't even think about it when he fires up A-1. What it takes him to taxi to the runway and take off would probably keep me rolling for a year.
So, buy and proudly wear my shirts about how unproud you are!

Thursday, August 28, 2008

Thank You, Jerry Uelsmann

These images, photos are mine. I keep a shitty Sony with me all the time. Shitty Sony will be addressed at a future time. I was a student of Jerry Uelsmann, The darkroom Wizard, in the long time ago. He was in his early forties and full of himself. He was incredible. But that total vanity was impeccably unique which made him a silent mentor to me. Silent in that I could not let him know the effect or attraction as it were to his lifestyle and especially his knowledge of photography and his ability to effectively widen it's scope. His work sought perfection , especially in the darkroom. Composition it seemed to me, only came after a thoroughly, darkroom perfection, was achieved, and all his movements and involvements within it were choreographed into each of his digits. Google him. He was doing some really far out images long before layers were possible, cloning, and all that wonderful image manipulation software stuff we now take for granted poor dude. Must have hit him like a ton of bricks when he learned that programs were available to mimic his style and darkroom capabilities.
But the dude is brilliant and he has probably caught up. No doubt he finds it a compliment, to some degree. Maybe a great degree.
The girls loved him........or was it he loved the girls. It didn't matter much in the sixties.
Thank you Jerry, I think of you every time I pull the trigger on a moment, or make a new layer or clone away a bit of dust. You would not tolerate dust, and your work showed it.
The man virtually never used Spot Tone.
But you wouldn't know about that.
I do.


I love it! We have a storm named Gustav targeting the Republican National Convention. It might as well have been named Putin. Isn't Gustav a Russian name?
So Louisiana is going to suffer another deconstruction. All I can say is it's a lot like winning the lottery...I think..I never have. But the possibility that it could strike the Deep Pockets as they celebrate Richness and the New World Order is impossibly serendipitous, but fellow comet callers, here she comes, and we get to watch the ineptitude of our present President and his Cronies either scatter or toss the ball back and forth, all the while congratulating and Appreciating one another's, "good jobs", no matter what the fuck happens to the folks that have to evacuate. God does Bush do a lot of appreciating, and he makes sure that whomever he appreciates feels almost intimidated by the knowledge. He's like the Appreciator in Chief.
Remember what Falwell had to say about Katrina being a tool of God's to wipe out the sinners and homosexuals in the wards that were flooded. Wonder what he has to say about this one. What? Oh yeah! HE'S DEAD! Wonder if god did that too.
I'll keep y'all posted on what God does to me for writing this.
Have a great Labor Day Weekend!
That's the feeling from Newberry.
Song. Marrakesh Express,
Light rain, through the late afternoon sunshine. Florida.

Sunday, August 24, 2008

Stop the dialogue, grow your own......everything

How does one keep an open mind when all that surrounds one is so focused on relieving one of ones self and replacing it with a divinely articulated reactionary robot, not in touch with any human feelings other than keeping up, feeling distress, fear, panic ,and the feeling of being constantly overwhelmed. We are not ourselves, we watch ourselves, we have split in two in order to stay with the herd. We are overwhelmed to keep up and under paid to do so.
It is a system of brainwashing, keeping us too busy and distressed to do anything meaningful. Instead of meditation, most take out their confusion in the bars and meditate with friends and whiskey, or from their recliners with the beer station. And unless you began with some knowledge of the matrix, before your got lost in it, you are being treadled under or will soon be. You are being eaten alive by the media. And now even more apparent, you are beginning to wonder how you are going to eat.
HOW ARE WE GOING TO EAT IN THIS LAND of plenty THAT CAN'T GROW ANYTHING WITHOUT GETTING SHIT ON IT, AND THEN THROWN AWAY. We are killing the lively hoods of hundreds of thousands over the stupidity, or conspiratorial profundity of the ones that yank our chains.
And there are chains all over us that we are so unaware of but become so acutely, painfully, obvious when the invisible powers give a good yank. Wake up or we're all dead.

Then Meditate. Empty yourself of words as much as you can.....then again....then good as we can. Change will come. Awareness will telescope. Change will come.

Saturday, August 23, 2008

Just rattliing on my own time.

Now that you know me what is the game you would like to undertake? Everyone is excellent at something and that is your game. Everyone plays apart whether they like it or not. We, or rather you are most likely just a pawn in their game. The game the powerful play. I have no idea their names but you can see their decoys parade around as world leaders. Death is death no matter how it comes upon one. There are no rules to the game of life, the Master game. Those that play it earnestly play it the best and know the secrets pity to deal in death, they deal in power and we are the current. We are the ones that suppose that killing is unavoidable.
I do not agree. Killing is a choice that we make. But that we could never make had not it been demonstrated for us as part of the game. Killing is better than the fear of being killed. Fear is demoralizing, embarrassing and shameful.
We are current, we are herd, mob and mobs, maybe soon again fighting our own civil war. It is there right in front of you. Fear of the blacks that will always hate you and me. Whether this idea, this seemingly racist idea is supported can be experienced on any TV program featuring hip hop or Rap as I knew it. Tasteless aboriginal lusts, the flaunting of riches, the emotionless jabber or the passionate ravings of ignorant bastards is in a place of prominence and legitimacy that scares the shit out of me. All I can wish is the worst for them. What a waste of chemicals.
There is no excuse but fear for permitting vermin of of such limited consciousness to exist. I am ready to defend myself, and hope to perform well when targeted.

My how time and one gigantic moron infects all. What ever happened to the twin towers and all the sanctity that surrounded it. Now there are even attempts to joke about it. Does anyone remember the outrage we had for one bearded mountain man of considerable wealth. What was his name? Saddam, no, nailed him, even when he was hiding in a spider hole in some peasant's backyard, in the middle of nowhere......we found him. Then after months of humiliation, justly deserved, he was hustled away and grossly hung with derision and a base, animal, primitive conclusion....then given air time. And who was that other guy the one that brought down the towers? He must be that little dinky guy from Iraq's neighbor Iran. Little fuckers' got the bomb and a clear slate. He has permission to lie and absorb the world in his melodrama. He knows his God loves him for this, and he is made gloriously aware of the fact every time he draws the attention of President FUBAR, the world leader through righteous salvation, with the knowledge that his God has his back too.
I still believe that President FUBAR has a plan to stay the imploder in-chief. He has given himself the power to remain such through a series of presidential letters that have all but shredded the constitution in favor of continuing the same administration in the event of a national emergency or an imminent terrorist threat of a magnitude significant enough to stay the elections. The magnitude needed for such an action to be determined by FUBAR and his surrounding BLACKNESS, his closest Administration members.
Rattle, rattle, rattle, yeah I know I rattle. There are so many interconnections in the reactionary world matrix that have us by the ass, claws deep into the part of our mind THAT WE USE. That is all of it, for most.
Some though still remember that trip they took in the sixties or seventies, that changed their lives forever. It made them question everything. It permitted them a third person view of the matrix, for just a nano second. For a longer period of time it allowed them the concept of God, to interpret to their own needs and preconceptions, delivered to them during their own particular brand of parental or period type scholarly view brain washings, prevalent during the post WWII era when we trippers wee growing up. There was lots of chrome, lots of God, and no sex. There was no sex, and it was strange when one intimated that there was. I remember my first orgasm. Afterward I must surely have been consumed with the idea that something that felt so good could be so bad in the eyes of my parents and their God. I am sure that I buried that quandary in my subconsciousness to there after rot until I took that trip.
That's the way it looks from here in the path of Fay. Yep Fay was right over my house for awhile yesterday. I've only received only over a little over 6.5 inches so far. This storm was so good for Florida, not necessarily for all the folks living here. But for the State and it's freshwater lakes... WOW!

Saturday, July 05, 2008

Hello Chil'run, Lets sing a love song.

It has been over a year since my last post. No one has posted a concern about that. I feel alone with my sentiments, rough and brutal, but never threatening enough for you real shit junkies to relate too. I am too frightening for your crowd. Not the kind of real that gets realized these days. These days.

I still think, but with diminishing returns these days. There fore when this one trys defining human involvement with the 'real world' (this means as defined and portrayed, heroicised and greased, by the scope of contemporary media, beginning with TV), this one is left speechless. That is my defense for thinking less. Thinking about, or worse, from within this greed/power induced reality of todays Mega Ants on a ball, one finds ones self in a meaningless and endless pursuit to keep up. That keeping up is the energy that focuses the collective consciousness of the worker ant millions serving the Mega Ants.............. on this small ball ........hurtling through a space.............. we are only beginning to understand ......and recognize the ultimate danger or infinite delight......... we are so near to .....on the razors edge...... of time, not a time, that we tend.....with our thinking or the silencing of it.....and our doing or harder, to do........with our  non doing. 

Stop thinking. stop your internal dialog, and then gather yourself together. Breathe and get back! Shake it off people let the gas crisis not panic us but teach us many valuable lessons we won't easily forget. Let this Poodle and Bulldog election teach us all that the total colapse of the 2 party system has happened, the people will never elect one of their own again. They will elect what has been orchestrated and love it. Let crumbled but unhumbled America,( Thank you George W. Bush for your contributions to world peace and humanity as the persona of our involvement with the many crises of human condition asking audience, and how you gave bottomlessly to the hungry, the misplaced and homeless, the threatened, assaulted, raped, and maimed, masses on other more helpless shores.) that sits target and diamond like amid suffering and death, remind us, and alarm us, and make us concerned participants once "he" is no longer technically our Commander in Chief.

I own the domain 12/21/2012endofdays. There is much written about the Mayan Calendar and it's near ending date 12/21/2012. I will be challenged to describe my feelings concerning this upcoming event. I have perceptions that require seminar. I have understandings that float in the future and are target for debunkers and so-called realists. We are quickly being sucked carefully unconsciously into the vortex of time and we are speeding up in a very real but unwordable way. 

I apologise for all inconsistencies and wacky streams of incoherencies....... but who really cares, kk

Sound it out phonetically.