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.....
indeed..
......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.

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.

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.

Still sweating, still alive

Bush sucks!
It has been too long between posts. I am so full of diatribe but feeling somewhat contrite. As if any of you could give a shit.

We all know it is the beginning of May but do the rest of the planets occupants? Something is really different this spring. I can't put my finger on it and I really have no historical data to back me up. But something is very different.

Most folks have heard of the bee situation this year. Oh, you haven't. Well they aren't showing up....the bees that is. And no one is sure why. Some think it is a series of pathogens, some think it is due to the microwave towers that carry our cellphone signals. Maybe it's both. You surely know that it would only take about 3 years without bees and our food chain would fall apart.
It is said that every fourth bite you take is made possible by bee activity. Bees pollinate fruit and veggies. No pollination, no veggies and fruits. No veggies, no feed for livestock......no meat. Let see no meat, no veggies, no fruit, hmmmmmm. Something isn't right when the estimate is that fifty percent of the nations bees.....just didn't show up this year.
Bush sucks!

What I know but time...

I make designs for t-shirts and other things that reek with disgust and contempt for the current president of The United States of Your Ass. I heard that phrase used the other day somewhere on the media or a parody thereof, and it won't leave my mind. I'll have to make a t-shirt and a thong and a throw pillow and some other stuff with Bush and that phrase.

It's not America anymore it's Your Ass and Their Ass and ain't nobody gonna Savior ass but you.

God & Consequences: The Other Side Of The Story

How do bloggers do this? With such a shit load of possibilities and perceptions vying for center stage. There is so much to get involved with but this is insanity. I am a democrat, once upon a time I was an independent with glowing ideals and visions of how cool earth could be if we tended it rather than mined it. I thought with naivete that religion was what you decided it was as long as your God was a good god. That's a laugh. Gods are hypocritical, scary evil motherfuckers that foster minions of mindless, filled with righteousness, to pity and scold and reform and kill in the name Big Mambo, or in the name of a man who would have no part of violence or killing or hate.

Anyhow an independent has no power so I became a democrat because I believe democrats want only enough power to make a difference, to start the turn toward planetary salvation.. I think they still can find room in their world for anyone's gods, even though religion in general gives fire and fuel hostile violence, world over, daily..hourly.
It's just too hard to maintain any coherent stream of consciousness without seeing the futility in it all. I'm happy religion is becoming as polarized as it is. I' m glad that it is as creepy if not creepier than ever, to watch the rapturists and the fundamentalists get all worked up. I hope a fucking asteroid hits the earth and some of us wake up to find we have nothing left to do but wake up and start all over again. I snatched this blog up. Then saw a million more and stopped. If one is to survive and see the signs one must be a party to serendipity and feed it. I don't know what.
God & Consequences: The Other Side Of The Story