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And The Blog Continues
With today's technology, why do I have to go to a bleedin' part #3?!
Oh well.
And I will have to wait until next week for Volume #6 to go up. Hopefully I didn't screw myself up with my latest poetry archive.
I guess I will find out.
Oh, yes. And of course here's the links to my book series which everyone is ignoring:
1) http://whatrevelationnevertoldyou.blogspot.com/?zx=21e520a24713f39b
(What Revelation Never Told You)
2) http://stefan665.blogspot.com/?zx=f37a7835da334a55
(Stefan)
3) http://lifewiththanatos.blogspot.com/?zx=80570e65ffb74429
(Life With Thanatos)
4) http://thewhitecity665.blogspot.com/?zx=40ba871fee47e204
(The White City)
5) http://thesecondtimearound665.blogspot.com/?zx=8d7c478fdeb39cf9
(The Second Time Around)
6) http://theakashiccastle.blogspot.com/?zx=1b8bb0834281957e
(The Akashic Castle)
7) http://vergilxanon2.blogspot.com/?zx=5658cd5d27bfe311
(Warren)
8) http://azrael665.blogspot.com/?zx=e0d9cdc94130554d
(Azrael)
9) http://vergilxanon22.blogspot.com/?zx=a889615fdccbf5f5
(Our Demented Poetry Collection)
10) http://uimidir1a.blogspot.com/?zx=2b3874608fe71ffd
(A Lot of Love, A Little Hate, A Little Philosophy, and A Few Questions)
11) http://uimidir1.blogspot.com/?zx=918cc8a92497e22a
(The Gate Keepers’ Archives #1)
12) http://uimidir.blogspot.com/?zx=45b11f5b45d77563
(The Gate Keepers’ Archives #2)
13) http://gatekeepersarchives3.blogspot.com/?zx=570f38cd16bf2f32
(The Gate Keepers’ Archives #3)
14) http://thegatekeepersarchives4.blogspot.com/?zx=d280895b745d8095
(The Gate Keepers’ Archives #4)
15) http://closure665.blogspot.com/
(Closure)
Illustrations: http://s8.photobucket.com/albums/a24/Morgan665/
God's! What do I have to do? Go commercial and charge for this to get people to read it?
NO!!!!!!!!!!!! AIN'T GONNA HAPPEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh well.
And I will have to wait until next week for Volume #6 to go up. Hopefully I didn't screw myself up with my latest poetry archive.
I guess I will find out.
Oh, yes. And of course here's the links to my book series which everyone is ignoring:
1) http://whatrevelationnevertoldyou.blogspot.com/?zx=21e520a24713f39b
(What Revelation Never Told You)
2) http://stefan665.blogspot.com/?zx=f37a7835da334a55
(Stefan)
3) http://lifewiththanatos.blogspot.com/?zx=80570e65ffb74429
(Life With Thanatos)
4) http://thewhitecity665.blogspot.com/?zx=40ba871fee47e204
(The White City)
5) http://thesecondtimearound665.blogspot.com/?zx=8d7c478fdeb39cf9
(The Second Time Around)
6) http://theakashiccastle.blogspot.com/?zx=1b8bb0834281957e
(The Akashic Castle)
7) http://vergilxanon2.blogspot.com/?zx=5658cd5d27bfe311
(Warren)
8) http://azrael665.blogspot.com/?zx=e0d9cdc94130554d
(Azrael)
9) http://vergilxanon22.blogspot.com/?zx=a889615fdccbf5f5
(Our Demented Poetry Collection)
10) http://uimidir1a.blogspot.com/?zx=2b3874608fe71ffd
(A Lot of Love, A Little Hate, A Little Philosophy, and A Few Questions)
11) http://uimidir1.blogspot.com/?zx=918cc8a92497e22a
(The Gate Keepers’ Archives #1)
12) http://uimidir.blogspot.com/?zx=45b11f5b45d77563
(The Gate Keepers’ Archives #2)
13) http://gatekeepersarchives3.blogspot.com/?zx=570f38cd16bf2f32
(The Gate Keepers’ Archives #3)
14) http://thegatekeepersarchives4.blogspot.com/?zx=d280895b745d8095
(The Gate Keepers’ Archives #4)
15) http://closure665.blogspot.com/
(Closure)
Illustrations: http://s8.photobucket.com/albums/a24/Morgan665/
God's! What do I have to do? Go commercial and charge for this to get people to read it?
NO!!!!!!!!!!!! AIN'T GONNA HAPPEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HEY NATO, U.S., ETC. . .!!!!!! PROUD OF YOURSELF?????
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lfy6ziS9yf8&oref=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.rumormillnews.com%2Fcgi-bin%2Fforum.cgi%3Fnoframes%3Bread%3D219576&has_verified=1&skipcontrinter=1
ANYONE RESPONSIBLE FOR ANYTHIN' LIKE THIS IS EXILED FROM MY WORLDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WORTHLESS BASTARD CUNTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ANYONE RESPONSIBLE FOR ANYTHIN' LIKE THIS IS EXILED FROM MY WORLDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WORTHLESS BASTARD CUNTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
IMPROVED VERSION OF ALEX HIGGINS' RADIATION COUNTS
http://blog.alexanderhiggins.com/2011/04/12/realtime-epa-radnet-japan-nuclear-radiation-monitoring-every-us-city-single-page-16511/
The world is toast!
The world is toast!
Meet Your Meat
http://www.meat.org/
Just trying to raise awareness. If you're a carnivour, is there a chance you might find yourself some humanely raised and slaughtered animals? Niman Ranch USED to be good, but since the founder was forced to sell, it is no more. It's better to try to not support these idiots. I'm putting this at the top of the blog for a reason. This is an important post, I'd say.
Also, I personally am not saying for you to go vegetarian. Some people can't. Just FIND a differen supplier. After all, we have to buy meat for the cat people. They sure as Hell can't go veggie.
Just trying to raise awareness. If you're a carnivour, is there a chance you might find yourself some humanely raised and slaughtered animals? Niman Ranch USED to be good, but since the founder was forced to sell, it is no more. It's better to try to not support these idiots. I'm putting this at the top of the blog for a reason. This is an important post, I'd say.
Also, I personally am not saying for you to go vegetarian. Some people can't. Just FIND a differen supplier. After all, we have to buy meat for the cat people. They sure as Hell can't go veggie.
Nice Military You Got
http://www.revoltoftheplebs.com/categories/news-analysis/gruesome-photos-reveal-sadism-run-rampant/
Glad I don't really live here, and I'm glad I don't have to deal with them. What happened? Tamerlane blew up into a few million pieces, and they all regenerated completely?
Sure as feck seems like it.
I don't want shoite to do with 'em. Wouldn't even use 'em as fertiliser.
Glad I don't really live here, and I'm glad I don't have to deal with them. What happened? Tamerlane blew up into a few million pieces, and they all regenerated completely?
Sure as feck seems like it.
I don't want shoite to do with 'em. Wouldn't even use 'em as fertiliser.
More 'Blah'
I had a problem submitting the poetry. Karen put up a section just for 'my' poetry, and told me to submit them 5 at a time. That's a real pain, but I suppose I could do it; not that I'm going to resubmit what I already submitted, but. . .the rest of the poetry is NOT mine. I was going to make another couple of books, but I just don't feel like going through all that work again.
I'll see. I guess it might take a couple of hours, and I suppose if there's a day I have nothing to do, I'll work on it.
Not something I'm looking forward to. I might even change my mind. We shall see.
On the bright side, at least it's raining. It's also nice and cold.
Think I'll go out and enjoy it for a while.
I'll see. I guess it might take a couple of hours, and I suppose if there's a day I have nothing to do, I'll work on it.
Not something I'm looking forward to. I might even change my mind. We shall see.
On the bright side, at least it's raining. It's also nice and cold.
Think I'll go out and enjoy it for a while.
Blow The Whistle On BP, You Will Be Killed
http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=201349
We DO know it's all deliberate genocide in the gulf, don't we? Research Corexit, and all the health problems people are having down there. The animal deaths are more widespread than the general media talks about, as well.
It's a poor part of the country. Kill 'em all, so the U.S. doesn't have to support 'em. The dead don't collect SSI, either.
We DO know it's all deliberate genocide in the gulf, don't we? Research Corexit, and all the health problems people are having down there. The animal deaths are more widespread than the general media talks about, as well.
It's a poor part of the country. Kill 'em all, so the U.S. doesn't have to support 'em. The dead don't collect SSI, either.
Yes, We Are Nuts
We were going to have a late dinner tonight. We bought two carrot cakes. We divided one up into roughly thirds, and ate them. . .with a ton of whipped cream which we did ourselves, because it's better. None of that light, toxic garbage from the can for us. We bought heavy cream, added just a wee bit of powdered sugar, and let the blender rip. It tasted way better than the pre-made stuff.
The other carrot cake we divided up, and gave to the equines. They absolutely LOVED it. They probably would have gone through ten of the things each, if we'd given it to 'em. No whipped cream for them, though the cats got some before the sugar was added. The two male puddy tats really went after it, but the female was indifferent, so the males went after what we dished out for her after they finished their own.
We had ours with creamed raspberry Earl Grey tay in the kitchen with the lights off, watching the rain pour down through the windows. We ended up going through two kettles of tay as we discussed world matters. The mullethead was ecstatic over the entropy, considering how much she loathed this realm of existence. She was quite the cheering squad, and commented on how nice it would have been to be at ground zero for the Japanese meltdown. She also commented on maybe I should write a story about it.
Uh, NO!!!!!!!!!
Nice, mellow day. The next time the mullethead was going to cut the grass was going to be a bitch, though.
Aye, what a pointless post. Well, I'm only a part time political activist, OK? A dilettante. Just like I was a dilettante writer. It was a hobby. It's not like my well being depended on it. After all, I was only here for a maximum of 16 months total, so hey! Why should I go all out? Leave that to Dog Poet, Theresa Durbin, Raye Allen, Jeff Rense and all the other political reseach site and blogger dudes. I'm behind them, think it's great what they're doing, but after I'm gone, I'm not going to be thinking of it too much any more. After all, I won't have to. I'll just know it all, again. Being out of time, an such; you know? Free of all the illusions of this so dense Plane of existence?
And I tell ya, it's dense in more ways than one. Sometimes I wonder what is denser? The realm, or the inhabitants?
The other carrot cake we divided up, and gave to the equines. They absolutely LOVED it. They probably would have gone through ten of the things each, if we'd given it to 'em. No whipped cream for them, though the cats got some before the sugar was added. The two male puddy tats really went after it, but the female was indifferent, so the males went after what we dished out for her after they finished their own.
We had ours with creamed raspberry Earl Grey tay in the kitchen with the lights off, watching the rain pour down through the windows. We ended up going through two kettles of tay as we discussed world matters. The mullethead was ecstatic over the entropy, considering how much she loathed this realm of existence. She was quite the cheering squad, and commented on how nice it would have been to be at ground zero for the Japanese meltdown. She also commented on maybe I should write a story about it.
Uh, NO!!!!!!!!!
Nice, mellow day. The next time the mullethead was going to cut the grass was going to be a bitch, though.
Aye, what a pointless post. Well, I'm only a part time political activist, OK? A dilettante. Just like I was a dilettante writer. It was a hobby. It's not like my well being depended on it. After all, I was only here for a maximum of 16 months total, so hey! Why should I go all out? Leave that to Dog Poet, Theresa Durbin, Raye Allen, Jeff Rense and all the other political reseach site and blogger dudes. I'm behind them, think it's great what they're doing, but after I'm gone, I'm not going to be thinking of it too much any more. After all, I won't have to. I'll just know it all, again. Being out of time, an such; you know? Free of all the illusions of this so dense Plane of existence?
And I tell ya, it's dense in more ways than one. Sometimes I wonder what is denser? The realm, or the inhabitants?
The Inquisition Is Back
http://www.naturalnews.com/031953_medical_practice_licensing.html
Gods! Can't keep those pharma companies out of your lives, can you?
Well, the mullethead did a good job. Look it up, find out what fixes it, and FIX IT YOURSELF!!!!!!!!! That's what my ma did. My da's second wife, too.
Gods! Can't keep those pharma companies out of your lives, can you?
Well, the mullethead did a good job. Look it up, find out what fixes it, and FIX IT YOURSELF!!!!!!!!! That's what my ma did. My da's second wife, too.
Finally!
When I tried to get all 'our' poetry to The Guild, I had problems, and I had to split it up into 23 sections. Well, it is easier to read this way, and I did clean it up a bit; minus the syntax, but hey! Good enough. And with today's education level, who's going to notice?
Actually I cleaned the syntax up a wee, but when you're dealing with getting a couple hundred poems off as soon as possible, you don't sweat the details. It's close enough.
It's actually snowing outside. Not much, not too hard, and it doesn't look like we're going to have to do any shovelling. Nice. We played in it a little. Threw a few snowballs at each other, and such. We didn't dress for it, and just went out in our jeans and t-shirts, so we only spend a few of minutes in it, but we had our fun.
Yes, it was cold, yes the equines are blanketed and they got warm farina and tay with their breakfast of hay, oats, corn, fruits and veggies.
The mullethead is getting a bit ill at ease at me and my mentor leaving in about 3 weeks for a couple of days. She also does NOT appreciate 'her' pony, or should I say equine master being taken away, either. I don't dwell on it in my posts, but all of us were very close to those animals, and we all spend a lot of time with them; statistically.
The decision to stay or come back for the remainder of my alleged time that I originally chose was mine. If I chose to stay home, we WOULD get her.
But the mullethead was looking forward to having me to herself for half the night on Beltane.
Half the night? I'm not sure I was looking forward to that. Well, unless most of the time was spent using our vast collection of scented oils, and stuff like that, maybe. Then I was game. I agreed to come back for that even if I chose to go back home. If I did, we'd leave May 3rd.
In a way, I was ecstatic to have that option, yet in a way I felt like I'd be leaving something undone. I'd have to find out. And how much of my entire self would I be allowed to bring back with me if I chose to stay?! More than what there is now, I'd hope. I don't appreciate being denied the knowledge (and ability) that is due me.
I guess I will find out. The wait grows short.
Actually I cleaned the syntax up a wee, but when you're dealing with getting a couple hundred poems off as soon as possible, you don't sweat the details. It's close enough.
It's actually snowing outside. Not much, not too hard, and it doesn't look like we're going to have to do any shovelling. Nice. We played in it a little. Threw a few snowballs at each other, and such. We didn't dress for it, and just went out in our jeans and t-shirts, so we only spend a few of minutes in it, but we had our fun.
Yes, it was cold, yes the equines are blanketed and they got warm farina and tay with their breakfast of hay, oats, corn, fruits and veggies.
The mullethead is getting a bit ill at ease at me and my mentor leaving in about 3 weeks for a couple of days. She also does NOT appreciate 'her' pony, or should I say equine master being taken away, either. I don't dwell on it in my posts, but all of us were very close to those animals, and we all spend a lot of time with them; statistically.
The decision to stay or come back for the remainder of my alleged time that I originally chose was mine. If I chose to stay home, we WOULD get her.
But the mullethead was looking forward to having me to herself for half the night on Beltane.
Half the night? I'm not sure I was looking forward to that. Well, unless most of the time was spent using our vast collection of scented oils, and stuff like that, maybe. Then I was game. I agreed to come back for that even if I chose to go back home. If I did, we'd leave May 3rd.
In a way, I was ecstatic to have that option, yet in a way I felt like I'd be leaving something undone. I'd have to find out. And how much of my entire self would I be allowed to bring back with me if I chose to stay?! More than what there is now, I'd hope. I don't appreciate being denied the knowledge (and ability) that is due me.
I guess I will find out. The wait grows short.
Try To Expose Corruption, They Try To Kill You
http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=201460
Gulf Truth Activist Shot At His New Orleans Home.
He's still alive as I post this. Will they try again?
Only brain dead consumerist sheeple are allowed to live? Those who ask no questions, and work and slave and spend for the corporations?
Go figure.
IT DOESN'T HAVE TO BE LIKE THAT, BUT SINCE YOU PEOPLE CAN'T THINK YOUR WAY OUT OF A PAPER BAG, MOST OF YOU ARE GOING TO BE KILLED OFF BEFORE THINGS GO RIGHT AGAIN!!!!!!!
But considering the alternative, is this a bad thing?
I think not.
Gulf Truth Activist Shot At His New Orleans Home.
He's still alive as I post this. Will they try again?
Only brain dead consumerist sheeple are allowed to live? Those who ask no questions, and work and slave and spend for the corporations?
Go figure.
IT DOESN'T HAVE TO BE LIKE THAT, BUT SINCE YOU PEOPLE CAN'T THINK YOUR WAY OUT OF A PAPER BAG, MOST OF YOU ARE GOING TO BE KILLED OFF BEFORE THINGS GO RIGHT AGAIN!!!!!!!
But considering the alternative, is this a bad thing?
I think not.
Existence Goes On
It snowed again this morning, a little. It's raining now, though. Hopefully it doesn't snow tomorrow when we go to town. It's a bit of a safety hazard. Then again, I'm not driving, and my mentor is one of the best, behind the wheel.
I am hoping I didn't mess myself up by submitting that huge amount of poetry yesterday. Will Volume #6 still go up this weekend? I did that once before. I swore to myself I wouldn't submit vast quantities of material before my next volume was due, so what do I do? I do what I said I wouldn't. Go figure. I'm so like humanity, I might as well be a part of it. Hey! Impossible to tell the difference by looking at me.
Actually, right now; I might as well be part of humanity, having been completely stripped of what I can ordinarily do. I will not BEGIN to ask why I asked for this. Even if I did, the one who knows wouldn't answer, so why bother. I'll find out soon enough.
Well, radiation counts aren't off the charts, Japan still hasn't sunk into the sea, there was no epic quake yesterday, and all prophesies are off. What else is new? I ought to totally ignore this stuff, and quit posting the links. It never happens, anyway.
I ought to, but I just can't help laughing over the latest 'Judgement Day Is May 21, 2011!!!" Sure. And the Universe is contained in the mullethead's right nostril. (Don't ask. It's a joke around here, OK?????)
Now. . .I wait.
I am hoping I didn't mess myself up by submitting that huge amount of poetry yesterday. Will Volume #6 still go up this weekend? I did that once before. I swore to myself I wouldn't submit vast quantities of material before my next volume was due, so what do I do? I do what I said I wouldn't. Go figure. I'm so like humanity, I might as well be a part of it. Hey! Impossible to tell the difference by looking at me.
Actually, right now; I might as well be part of humanity, having been completely stripped of what I can ordinarily do. I will not BEGIN to ask why I asked for this. Even if I did, the one who knows wouldn't answer, so why bother. I'll find out soon enough.
Well, radiation counts aren't off the charts, Japan still hasn't sunk into the sea, there was no epic quake yesterday, and all prophesies are off. What else is new? I ought to totally ignore this stuff, and quit posting the links. It never happens, anyway.
I ought to, but I just can't help laughing over the latest 'Judgement Day Is May 21, 2011!!!" Sure. And the Universe is contained in the mullethead's right nostril. (Don't ask. It's a joke around here, OK?????)
Now. . .I wait.
GRUESOME Pictures Near The Bottom O' This Article I'm Linkin' To
http://www.defraudingamerica.com/american_public_blame.html
A combination of apathy, ignorance, and stupidity is in part responsible for this. And the majority keeps feeding the system. That is something the mullethead did NOT do. She also got a sweet revenge against the system that I won't write about, 'cause she ain't done yet. It is peaceful, technically legal, and that is all I can divulge. I will say that in this case, discretion is a must.
Now I am trying to talk the mullethead into not printing up and sticking on the fridge the guy in the car who had his head blown off, or the what's left of the top half of that kid.
A combination of apathy, ignorance, and stupidity is in part responsible for this. And the majority keeps feeding the system. That is something the mullethead did NOT do. She also got a sweet revenge against the system that I won't write about, 'cause she ain't done yet. It is peaceful, technically legal, and that is all I can divulge. I will say that in this case, discretion is a must.
Now I am trying to talk the mullethead into not printing up and sticking on the fridge the guy in the car who had his head blown off, or the what's left of the top half of that kid.
Ask, And Ye Shall Receive
No snow, cold as Hell, and I was AMPED! I wanted to run, but this was housecleaning day. I could have run a couple of kilometres, but instead I threw my energies into what was at hand. I did the downstairs bathroom, the kitchen, and the dusting as I had the laundry on, minus the bedding which of course was in use. When those two got up, there'd only be an hour of housework left for the three of us, and time to kill.
It was amazing, because yesterday the last thing I wanted to do was housework. Amazing what a few hours of sleep would do. Right now, we were waiting for 11:00 AM to arrive, so we could leave over Lady Grey tay, which we were actually having plain. Very rare, but we wanted to spare every calorie we could get down us for lunch.
Thai today. I think I was going for 'mild'. Considering what their idea of mild was, I don't think I'd ever go for hot. That was the mulletheads preferred style, but she did bitch vocally when it was time to get rid of it.
"WILL SOMEONE PLEASE GET ME THE FIRE EXTINGUISHER???!!!!!!!!!!"
It was amazing, because yesterday the last thing I wanted to do was housework. Amazing what a few hours of sleep would do. Right now, we were waiting for 11:00 AM to arrive, so we could leave over Lady Grey tay, which we were actually having plain. Very rare, but we wanted to spare every calorie we could get down us for lunch.
Thai today. I think I was going for 'mild'. Considering what their idea of mild was, I don't think I'd ever go for hot. That was the mulletheads preferred style, but she did bitch vocally when it was time to get rid of it.
"WILL SOMEONE PLEASE GET ME THE FIRE EXTINGUISHER???!!!!!!!!!!"
More On Japan's Quake Being Instigated By HAARP
http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=201338
And considering how many more they're getting, it wouldn't surprise me.
I wouldn't hold my breath, but there's also an interesting prediction here about the state of Japan, the U.S. and the world going down this year:
http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=201323
Real time as I write this is 4/4/11. Japan is supposed to get whopped this week.
We shall see.
And while I'm at it, this is a Dog Poet post that is somewhat related:
http://zippittydodah.blogspot.com/2011/04/gaboon-vipers-and-radioactive-hedge_04.html
LES, DON'T HOLD IT AGAINST ME, BUT I WANT MY NOSE WARM AND DRY!!!!!!!!!
And considering how many more they're getting, it wouldn't surprise me.
I wouldn't hold my breath, but there's also an interesting prediction here about the state of Japan, the U.S. and the world going down this year:
http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=201323
Real time as I write this is 4/4/11. Japan is supposed to get whopped this week.
We shall see.
And while I'm at it, this is a Dog Poet post that is somewhat related:
http://zippittydodah.blogspot.com/2011/04/gaboon-vipers-and-radioactive-hedge_04.html
LES, DON'T HOLD IT AGAINST ME, BUT I WANT MY NOSE WARM AND DRY!!!!!!!!!
Dayam!
My presence was actually required to oversee the proper placement of the guys' poetry on The Guild. It was put up 3 times due to me resending because of communication problems thanks to me being on dial-up. The transmissions didn't end right, but now all is OK. How annoying, but oh well. Hopefully the rest will go up all right. I am working on a piece in verse now, but I think I'll hold onto it until after Volume #6 is up. Hopefully that will be in 3 days, but whatever.
I can't believe all these things I've changed my mind about. I wasn't planning on posting so much on The Guild originally, but it's good stuff in my opinion, so why deprive those who are interested? After all, a lot more people read my stuff on The Guild than come to this blog. That's where my notoriety will become, I suppose.
Well, as the mullethead says, "Nostils up." (I'm STILL tryin' to make sense o' that.)
I can't believe all these things I've changed my mind about. I wasn't planning on posting so much on The Guild originally, but it's good stuff in my opinion, so why deprive those who are interested? After all, a lot more people read my stuff on The Guild than come to this blog. That's where my notoriety will become, I suppose.
Well, as the mullethead says, "Nostils up." (I'm STILL tryin' to make sense o' that.)
T-Shirts To Get You Kicked Of A Plane
http://www.news.com.au/travel/galleries/gallery-e6frflw0-1226034810239?page=1
Ya know, this would end if everyone stopped flying. But who cares about integrity when the mighty Dollar/Euro/Shekel/Pound/Peso/Dinar/Whatever The Feck are at stake, huh?
I like the Freedom Or Death one.
Then again, I KNOW better.
Ya know, this would end if everyone stopped flying. But who cares about integrity when the mighty Dollar/Euro/Shekel/Pound/Peso/Dinar/Whatever The Feck are at stake, huh?
I like the Freedom Or Death one.
Then again, I KNOW better.
Must Remember To Do Most Of The House More Often
Well, we got started to town a bit late that day, despite being finished with everything so early. Mullethead looked at her watch, then at my mentor, and she gave him one of those grins. He winked at her, and in no time I was slung over his shoulder, and carried upstairs.
I suppose they figured they owed me one. Ye gods, did I get 'lucky' and a half. I'm almost surprised I survived the ravishment, not that this is implying anything bad; but I think I got pushed to sensation's edge. And after we did get to town, I managed to scarf even more than usual, for both the delay, and the extra calories expended. We were all absolutely starving when we got to the restaurant.
NO YOU'RE NOT GETTING ANY DETAILS!!!!!!!
I suppose they figured they owed me one. Ye gods, did I get 'lucky' and a half. I'm almost surprised I survived the ravishment, not that this is implying anything bad; but I think I got pushed to sensation's edge. And after we did get to town, I managed to scarf even more than usual, for both the delay, and the extra calories expended. We were all absolutely starving when we got to the restaurant.
NO YOU'RE NOT GETTING ANY DETAILS!!!!!!!
Promotin' The Guild Again (As A Self-Plug. Ye Gods, I Mean SELF-PROMOTION!!!!)
http://www.gothicguild.org/index.php/poems
And of course, mine own self. . .or rather my literary art. This is my later poems in an easy to find format, on another page (stories) are my later post-Xanon short stories, and of course MY SERIES WHICH SO FEW ARE READING ON THE CONNEXION LINKS ON THIS SITE, not to mention that on The Guild, my series can be listened to via a computer generated voice over that can't pronounce a few things right, being it goes on phonics. It pronounces 'Keith', as 'Keeth', as opposed to as 'Kayth', which is how we pronounce it. No, that is NOT my mentor's part time name, though we do occasionally call him that in jest. Well, as I write this, it only goes up to Volume #5, but that will change. At the rate things are going, in reality the entire series should be up by year end if there is anything left of civilisation by then, but hey! If there is anyplace that is more likely to have a few good people on it without a stupid social upheaval, it's my kinda remote, not so little island that my dear publisher is on.
Well hey! At present I am getting a lot more hits for my art at The Guild, than here; so hey!
And of course, mine own self. . .or rather my literary art. This is my later poems in an easy to find format, on another page (stories) are my later post-Xanon short stories, and of course MY SERIES WHICH SO FEW ARE READING ON THE CONNEXION LINKS ON THIS SITE, not to mention that on The Guild, my series can be listened to via a computer generated voice over that can't pronounce a few things right, being it goes on phonics. It pronounces 'Keith', as 'Keeth', as opposed to as 'Kayth', which is how we pronounce it. No, that is NOT my mentor's part time name, though we do occasionally call him that in jest. Well, as I write this, it only goes up to Volume #5, but that will change. At the rate things are going, in reality the entire series should be up by year end if there is anything left of civilisation by then, but hey! If there is anyplace that is more likely to have a few good people on it without a stupid social upheaval, it's my kinda remote, not so little island that my dear publisher is on.
Well hey! At present I am getting a lot more hits for my art at The Guild, than here; so hey!
Can't Seem To Sleep Much Tonight
Wide awake, after a couple of hours. It's just after midnight, it's almost freezing outside, and there might be ice on the driveway when dawn hits; not that I care. We don't have to go anywhere. The radiator is turned up full blast in the den, I left the half-door all the way open to the barn, and roped it off. The stable room connected to the house was comfortable, but the equines were still blanketed. If they'd been awake, I'd have made some honeyed chamomile tay for them, but they were out cold. When I checked on them, my mentor's horse was on his feet, and the ponies were snuggled in the straw. They looked rather cute.
In the news, oil prices are going through the roof. That will do additional wonders for the imploding economy. We haven't noticed too much inflation yet, but it seemed that would change very shortly, not that it would really matter much unless we went Weimar. . .provided we were still here when it happened.
The radiation. We don't eat fish, but the cats do. We'd been taking the Geiger counter to the stores. So far, so good as far as finding things. If I decided to come back here after my trip home it would become a problem eventually, but considering how little time there was, would it matter? Right now, provided I was coming back, there was a maximum of ten months and one week left. It seems like my extra month for something to go wrong kind of went away at this point, but we shall see. I'll get it back if my sixth volume goes up this weekend or next.
Now I think I'm in the mood for some tay and a scone. And we do have some hazelnut truffles in the fridge!
In the news, oil prices are going through the roof. That will do additional wonders for the imploding economy. We haven't noticed too much inflation yet, but it seemed that would change very shortly, not that it would really matter much unless we went Weimar. . .provided we were still here when it happened.
The radiation. We don't eat fish, but the cats do. We'd been taking the Geiger counter to the stores. So far, so good as far as finding things. If I decided to come back here after my trip home it would become a problem eventually, but considering how little time there was, would it matter? Right now, provided I was coming back, there was a maximum of ten months and one week left. It seems like my extra month for something to go wrong kind of went away at this point, but we shall see. I'll get it back if my sixth volume goes up this weekend or next.
Now I think I'm in the mood for some tay and a scone. And we do have some hazelnut truffles in the fridge!
Ye Gods, What I Live With!!!
Not that I'd have it any other way.
The mullethead was at the computer, and called me up. Then 'it' shows me this:
http://images.mmosite.com/photo/2009/02/01/azazel1944wow28CcVvl017xc.jpg
'It' says, "Now THIS is a CHICK!!!!!!!!!! Look at me! Do I look like a chick to you?"
'It' had a point. I tell it that the way it was dressed right now, I couldn't tell. It was in jeans, moccasin boots, t-shirt, and work shirt. It had a scraggly shag hair cut that it cut itself, and was brushed once a day whether it needed it or not, and looking at us in the mirror right now, I had to admit that with my thinned eyebrows, long thick mane, and delicate features, I looked more like a chick that 'it' did. Face wise, anyway. The mullethead would o' been considered a starvation victim if it were a technical sausage casin'. Then of course there was the plumbing factor, but hey!
So would I PLEASE start calling it 'it'?
Well, for this post, maybe.
That is a hot lookin' babe in the picture, but I must admit. She really does seem a bit superfluous for me. I don't like lipstick, and those heels are over the top!
OK! I GOTTA FESS UP!!!!!! I've got one pair of U.S. bought 2 inch (roughly 5 centimetre) platforms. An inch in front, and two in the back, but sometimes I'd like to be able to kiss my mentor's nose without too much of a strain, bein' the short shoite I was, ALL RIGHT?????!!!!!!!
The mullethead was at the computer, and called me up. Then 'it' shows me this:
http://images.mmosite.com/photo/2009/02/01/azazel1944wow28CcVvl017xc.jpg
'It' says, "Now THIS is a CHICK!!!!!!!!!! Look at me! Do I look like a chick to you?"
'It' had a point. I tell it that the way it was dressed right now, I couldn't tell. It was in jeans, moccasin boots, t-shirt, and work shirt. It had a scraggly shag hair cut that it cut itself, and was brushed once a day whether it needed it or not, and looking at us in the mirror right now, I had to admit that with my thinned eyebrows, long thick mane, and delicate features, I looked more like a chick that 'it' did. Face wise, anyway. The mullethead would o' been considered a starvation victim if it were a technical sausage casin'. Then of course there was the plumbing factor, but hey!
So would I PLEASE start calling it 'it'?
Well, for this post, maybe.
That is a hot lookin' babe in the picture, but I must admit. She really does seem a bit superfluous for me. I don't like lipstick, and those heels are over the top!
OK! I GOTTA FESS UP!!!!!! I've got one pair of U.S. bought 2 inch (roughly 5 centimetre) platforms. An inch in front, and two in the back, but sometimes I'd like to be able to kiss my mentor's nose without too much of a strain, bein' the short shoite I was, ALL RIGHT?????!!!!!!!
I LOVE This Contrived 'Family'
I'm trying to think about when was the last time anyone requested anything of another, and. . .uh. . .well. . .it was when those two asked I get into the 'caged' harness and all the other accessories the mullethead bought for me. I knew what was coming, and I wasn't so stupid as to refuse, so hey! That was definitely mutual consent.
We didn't make requests of each other. We didn't have to. We just seemed to know what to do. We each did our own thing, we worked for common goals, and no one ever stepped on each other in any way, or interfered with each other's personal sovereignty. When one wanted to go for a run or a ride, or whatever it was, "Hey! I'm going for a ride. Anyone want to come?" and if they did, they went, if they didn't, they said no.
Yes, those two did (about once a week) carry me off here and there, but whenever they did, it meant I got one Hell of good time without having to do any work. Fine by me, and I usually knew what was going to happen in advance, so hey. It was nothing to complain about. In fact, some times I'd even instigate it by dressing right. My most thrashed jeans and my torc was a guarantee. (I was NOT going to go downstairs in the harness. I mean, COME ON!!!!!!!) I never had to make a move. I can't remember a time I ever did. Anyway, it's now my reputation that I'm a passive non-seducer, but available when someone wanted me. It worked. And of course, it happened way more often than I wrote about due to me always going beyond the call of duty when it came to maintaining the household.
But again, my mentor was here because of me. He was somewhat inconveniencing himself for my sake. So shouldn't I work a wee harder than the rest? As for the mullethead, 'it' was more or less working for me in ways I can't post. 'It' had been working for me, one way or another before we met in the Physical Realm. And complete payback would be either in a couple of odd weeks, or 10 months and a week. (Real time is 4/8/11, as I type this.) I can't fully post what that is, either. Let's just say it's not something many would want, but the mullethead does have different priorities from the majority, thank the gods.
This is an awesome little group, though. Unconditional, obligation free, and no strings attached.
Hm. Talking about redundancy. I think I'll go away now before I bury myself in 'Fs' in the English class. Some writer I am, huh?
We didn't make requests of each other. We didn't have to. We just seemed to know what to do. We each did our own thing, we worked for common goals, and no one ever stepped on each other in any way, or interfered with each other's personal sovereignty. When one wanted to go for a run or a ride, or whatever it was, "Hey! I'm going for a ride. Anyone want to come?" and if they did, they went, if they didn't, they said no.
Yes, those two did (about once a week) carry me off here and there, but whenever they did, it meant I got one Hell of good time without having to do any work. Fine by me, and I usually knew what was going to happen in advance, so hey. It was nothing to complain about. In fact, some times I'd even instigate it by dressing right. My most thrashed jeans and my torc was a guarantee. (I was NOT going to go downstairs in the harness. I mean, COME ON!!!!!!!) I never had to make a move. I can't remember a time I ever did. Anyway, it's now my reputation that I'm a passive non-seducer, but available when someone wanted me. It worked. And of course, it happened way more often than I wrote about due to me always going beyond the call of duty when it came to maintaining the household.
But again, my mentor was here because of me. He was somewhat inconveniencing himself for my sake. So shouldn't I work a wee harder than the rest? As for the mullethead, 'it' was more or less working for me in ways I can't post. 'It' had been working for me, one way or another before we met in the Physical Realm. And complete payback would be either in a couple of odd weeks, or 10 months and a week. (Real time is 4/8/11, as I type this.) I can't fully post what that is, either. Let's just say it's not something many would want, but the mullethead does have different priorities from the majority, thank the gods.
This is an awesome little group, though. Unconditional, obligation free, and no strings attached.
Hm. Talking about redundancy. I think I'll go away now before I bury myself in 'Fs' in the English class. Some writer I am, huh?
FDA Says You Have No Right To Real Food Unless They Give You Permission First
http://www.naturalnews.com/031934_FDA_food_freedom.html#ixzz1IVJ01MR4
Huh? Says WHO???!!!!! No problem for us, of course. Considering who's next to us on both sides, we get organic veggies or fruits pulled from the ground, off the tree, or off the stalk yesterday, raw milk, cream, butter, eggs, and occasionally we might even get home made yoghurt or cheese. It's happened a couple of times. We also buy mostly organic, though of course we do get some processed food. Not much, but we hardly ever make our own bread products, there's always chocolate in the fridge, and we do have a few cans, jars, and boxes of this or that. I've mentioned it, so we don't make everything from scratch, and go for convenience here and there. We generally do avoid MSG under all names with the mullethead occasionally buying something just once to see what it tastes like, artificial sweeteners, colours, flavours, titanium dioxide, and various unpronounceables all the time. True, it's not like we're going to be here long enough for any of that toxic garbage to have a long term effect on us, but we just don't like supporting these genocidal industries, OKAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY??????!!!!!!!!!!!
GREAT GOVERNMENT YOU GOT THERE!!!!!! Glad it's days are numbered.
Huh? Says WHO???!!!!! No problem for us, of course. Considering who's next to us on both sides, we get organic veggies or fruits pulled from the ground, off the tree, or off the stalk yesterday, raw milk, cream, butter, eggs, and occasionally we might even get home made yoghurt or cheese. It's happened a couple of times. We also buy mostly organic, though of course we do get some processed food. Not much, but we hardly ever make our own bread products, there's always chocolate in the fridge, and we do have a few cans, jars, and boxes of this or that. I've mentioned it, so we don't make everything from scratch, and go for convenience here and there. We generally do avoid MSG under all names with the mullethead occasionally buying something just once to see what it tastes like, artificial sweeteners, colours, flavours, titanium dioxide, and various unpronounceables all the time. True, it's not like we're going to be here long enough for any of that toxic garbage to have a long term effect on us, but we just don't like supporting these genocidal industries, OKAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY??????!!!!!!!!!!!
GREAT GOVERNMENT YOU GOT THERE!!!!!! Glad it's days are numbered.
Do You Know What You're Feeding The Animals In Your Care???
http://www.naturalnews.com/012647_pet_food_dog.html
The cats get Nutro wet and dry, Mars cat treats, human grade canned tuna, chicken, other fish, fish steaks, chicken liver and wild caught shrimp not from the gulf, or anything near Japan after the quake. They also get cream, eggs, and lightly seasoned chicken and fish from when we go out to eat. The human grade meat we buy under cellophane is lightly cooked. Half raw. We know fully raw is better, but the cats don't seem to like it, so they get the next best thing. Their coats are glossy, their teeth look good, and they have two or three sessions of bouncing off the walls every day, so based on circumstancial evidence, the diet works. The Siamese tabby is a little pudgy, but it doesn't slow him down. They're all the cats rescued by the mullethead, and the Siamese tabby was virtually starved when he was taken in, so he overcompensated when putting his weight back on, and never lost it; but he's not morbidly obese, and he is active, so hey! He's also a big cat with a large frame. He almost looks like a little lion, in his build.
Purina, Iams (which is a P&G plant. . .company that does animal testing) and Friskies should be ploughed under. Then again, so should most corporations. Boycotts can do wonders, if the collective U.S. would ever develop a brain, but that's aobut as likely as Mercury and Pluto colliding at high noon today.
The cats get Nutro wet and dry, Mars cat treats, human grade canned tuna, chicken, other fish, fish steaks, chicken liver and wild caught shrimp not from the gulf, or anything near Japan after the quake. They also get cream, eggs, and lightly seasoned chicken and fish from when we go out to eat. The human grade meat we buy under cellophane is lightly cooked. Half raw. We know fully raw is better, but the cats don't seem to like it, so they get the next best thing. Their coats are glossy, their teeth look good, and they have two or three sessions of bouncing off the walls every day, so based on circumstancial evidence, the diet works. The Siamese tabby is a little pudgy, but it doesn't slow him down. They're all the cats rescued by the mullethead, and the Siamese tabby was virtually starved when he was taken in, so he overcompensated when putting his weight back on, and never lost it; but he's not morbidly obese, and he is active, so hey! He's also a big cat with a large frame. He almost looks like a little lion, in his build.
Purina, Iams (which is a P&G plant. . .company that does animal testing) and Friskies should be ploughed under. Then again, so should most corporations. Boycotts can do wonders, if the collective U.S. would ever develop a brain, but that's aobut as likely as Mercury and Pluto colliding at high noon today.
Head of the Whistleblowing Airline Employees Association Goes Missing
http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=201712
I'm in an activist mood today. Of course the best way to fight back is BOYCOTT, and of course, it ain't gonna happen.
No, the masses are going to continue being good, non-thinking useful idiots, and good consumer slaves who don't question anything, and continue to feed the system.
The consequences serve them right. As for those of you who can still think, hopefully you never have fed the system, have stopped feeding the system, and also remember that in the long run that all this is just an illusory game that you should extricate yourselves from as soon as possible. Get off the Wheel, and set yourself free. As for those so in love with the high density prison of Earth, let them stay severely handicapped for as long as it suits them.
YOU MEAN YOU WANT ME TO LEAVE RIKERS ISLAND? ARE YOU NUTS?????? I HAVE IT SO GOOD, HERE!
That's what it is, really. The clinging to 'mortality'. We joke about it all the time.
I'm in an activist mood today. Of course the best way to fight back is BOYCOTT, and of course, it ain't gonna happen.
No, the masses are going to continue being good, non-thinking useful idiots, and good consumer slaves who don't question anything, and continue to feed the system.
The consequences serve them right. As for those of you who can still think, hopefully you never have fed the system, have stopped feeding the system, and also remember that in the long run that all this is just an illusory game that you should extricate yourselves from as soon as possible. Get off the Wheel, and set yourself free. As for those so in love with the high density prison of Earth, let them stay severely handicapped for as long as it suits them.
YOU MEAN YOU WANT ME TO LEAVE RIKERS ISLAND? ARE YOU NUTS?????? I HAVE IT SO GOOD, HERE!
That's what it is, really. The clinging to 'mortality'. We joke about it all the time.
A Video On Lawful Rebellion Against The System
http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=201711
No, I didn't watch it. I'm on dial-up, and it would take all day to download this.
But hey! It's there. We're already doing our part.
No, I didn't watch it. I'm on dial-up, and it would take all day to download this.
But hey! It's there. We're already doing our part.
Just A Gentle Reminder
This blog isn't real. I don't exist. This blog is also here to promote my book series which hardly anyone is checking out on this blog set. It's doing OK on The Guild, considering the lack of advertising, but just in case anyone wants to read my wacky bogus auto-biography if I did exist, here's the link one. . .more. . .time. . .
http://whatrevelationnevertoldyou.blogspot.com/?zx=21e520a24713f39b
What Revelation Never Told You. And the links to the following volumes are at the bottom of each volume.
(Gods, I KNOW I'm not the best novelist, but am I THAT bad? That boring? That convoluted? Sheesh! Again, you'll probably like it more if your a chick, Irish, Pagan, dysfunctional, iconoclastic, death obsessed, Goth, Emo, gay, or just plain out in left field. After all, the series does involve me, Thanatos, later, Azrael, and it's cross culture. They get gradually introduced, but for characters, there's a cool, hot, brilliant Mizrahi Jewish chick, a French/Navajo/Sudanese sausage casin', a black chick, a Japanese sausage casin', and even and English sausage casin'. And may Sylvia Plath forgive me for borrowing her. Also got one of the coldest, yet hilarious Ted Hughes jokes in there in one of the later volumes of the main series, but I'm NOT gonna tell ya what it is.
And after reading it, one sausage casin' commented on not knowin' whether he wanted to drown me or make me 'is butt monkey, not necessarily in that order. Also, IT DOESN'T COST ANYTHING!!!!!!!!!! I DON'T EVEN WANT OR ACCEPT DONATIONS!!!!!!!!!! Like what would I do with those?! I DON'T FECKIN' EXIST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
http://whatrevelationnevertoldyou.blogspot.com/?zx=21e520a24713f39b
What Revelation Never Told You. And the links to the following volumes are at the bottom of each volume.
(Gods, I KNOW I'm not the best novelist, but am I THAT bad? That boring? That convoluted? Sheesh! Again, you'll probably like it more if your a chick, Irish, Pagan, dysfunctional, iconoclastic, death obsessed, Goth, Emo, gay, or just plain out in left field. After all, the series does involve me, Thanatos, later, Azrael, and it's cross culture. They get gradually introduced, but for characters, there's a cool, hot, brilliant Mizrahi Jewish chick, a French/Navajo/Sudanese sausage casin', a black chick, a Japanese sausage casin', and even and English sausage casin'. And may Sylvia Plath forgive me for borrowing her. Also got one of the coldest, yet hilarious Ted Hughes jokes in there in one of the later volumes of the main series, but I'm NOT gonna tell ya what it is.
And after reading it, one sausage casin' commented on not knowin' whether he wanted to drown me or make me 'is butt monkey, not necessarily in that order. Also, IT DOESN'T COST ANYTHING!!!!!!!!!! I DON'T EVEN WANT OR ACCEPT DONATIONS!!!!!!!!!! Like what would I do with those?! I DON'T FECKIN' EXIST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wow! No Rain!
It was kind of warm, too. Around 13°C. or something. The mullethead and I took a run/walk out back. We ran away from the house, and walked on the return trip. We also checked out the now neglected orchards. The trees were threatening to bud. Perhaps in a week or two we'd see the start of some leaves. We had apples, pears, plums, peaches, and cherries of varying breeds. We also had various bramble berries. When everything ripened we'd invite the guys next door and their friends over for a harvesting. Why let it go to waste? Gods, and no equines to spoil! What a waste in timing!
Oh well.
We walked a little hand in hand, and we even climbed a few trees. Why grow up? That's no fun. It's not like we were obligated to act mature. Responsible, yes. Mature, no! We liked to play silly games, and sometimes we made fools of ourselves. Guerrilla theatre in town was a blast. If anyone listened to some of the conversations we had, I'm sure they wouldn't know what to make of us. The mullethead still liked to get people upset by trashing everything they valued in the most interesting ways, but that would NEVER change. In hearing range, and pointin' at 'er; ye gods, "I wonder if that hot momma is a cougar or a MILF!" Both me and my mentor about died.
Well no, but I really, REALLY wanted to fade away then and there. Then after the somewhat embarrassed lady left and we sat down, we all didn't quite hit the floor laughing. It happened all the time.
I love what the mullethead says on those rare occasions when we enter a department store that offers credit cards. "No thanks. We're not that stupid. Never had a credit card in all my life, and it's gonna stay that way. After all, why flush my money down the toilet on interest?"
When they mention the store credit card rebates, the mullethead comments 'it' might come to the store twice a year for clothes, and that would probably amount to fifty cents a year, so forget it. More clutter for the wallet, and why should anyone know how 'it' spends 'its' money?!
A comeback for every occassion! That's our mullethead.
Ever been rebuked in public for havin' bald nostrils, and how disgusting that made you?
No?
Lucky you.
I'm glad 'it' was kidding. I AM NOT SNORTING KEVIS OR ROGAINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh well.
We walked a little hand in hand, and we even climbed a few trees. Why grow up? That's no fun. It's not like we were obligated to act mature. Responsible, yes. Mature, no! We liked to play silly games, and sometimes we made fools of ourselves. Guerrilla theatre in town was a blast. If anyone listened to some of the conversations we had, I'm sure they wouldn't know what to make of us. The mullethead still liked to get people upset by trashing everything they valued in the most interesting ways, but that would NEVER change. In hearing range, and pointin' at 'er; ye gods, "I wonder if that hot momma is a cougar or a MILF!" Both me and my mentor about died.
Well no, but I really, REALLY wanted to fade away then and there. Then after the somewhat embarrassed lady left and we sat down, we all didn't quite hit the floor laughing. It happened all the time.
I love what the mullethead says on those rare occasions when we enter a department store that offers credit cards. "No thanks. We're not that stupid. Never had a credit card in all my life, and it's gonna stay that way. After all, why flush my money down the toilet on interest?"
When they mention the store credit card rebates, the mullethead comments 'it' might come to the store twice a year for clothes, and that would probably amount to fifty cents a year, so forget it. More clutter for the wallet, and why should anyone know how 'it' spends 'its' money?!
A comeback for every occassion! That's our mullethead.
Ever been rebuked in public for havin' bald nostrils, and how disgusting that made you?
No?
Lucky you.
I'm glad 'it' was kidding. I AM NOT SNORTING KEVIS OR ROGAINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A Good Observation On Slavery
http://whatreallyhappened.com/WRHARTICLES/yearoftheslave.html
There are ways around this. (Heh-heh-heh) Some are even 'involuntarily' put into a position of nonslavery, and when they realise it, they don't particularly enjoy going back, and a select few with the right knowledge, and the right priorities DON'T.
Dayam this is a good day for posting links!
There are ways around this. (Heh-heh-heh) Some are even 'involuntarily' put into a position of nonslavery, and when they realise it, they don't particularly enjoy going back, and a select few with the right knowledge, and the right priorities DON'T.
Dayam this is a good day for posting links!
Time And Insecurities
I found the mullethead lookin' at the calendar this mornin', a bit pertubed. Was I comin' back? We WE comin' back? My mentor and I, that is.
I explained that we wouldn't have brought 'it' here if we didn't intend to make it a permanent part of our existence. We WOULD come back, if not to stay, then to take her, I mean IT with us like in the legends of old.
After all, those legends were more than legends. They were history, and what was then, was still now. Nothin' had been changed. Only information suppressed. I held her, then led her to the kitchen to make us all some tay. The first love of my life also told her that the Universe would explode before we deserted her. Figures that he got through to her better than I.
The plan was all set. We'd already talked about it. Either I'd come back to see the last of my volumes up, or if I didn't want to stay; we'd be back in two days, celebrate Beltane, and all of us leave on May third, with the cats. She could leave my harness and other accessories on the dresser for me when we were gone. I promised her the night would belong to her. And if she wanted both of us, fine! Later. I wanted to stick with tradition for a couple of hours. (I really couldn't handle havin' 'er half the night.)
It also wasn't rainin'. We'd be goin' for both a run and a ride, later. Then we'd gang up on a gourmet meal. We'd be spendin' more time with all three of us together for the next couple of weeks.
I explained that we wouldn't have brought 'it' here if we didn't intend to make it a permanent part of our existence. We WOULD come back, if not to stay, then to take her, I mean IT with us like in the legends of old.
After all, those legends were more than legends. They were history, and what was then, was still now. Nothin' had been changed. Only information suppressed. I held her, then led her to the kitchen to make us all some tay. The first love of my life also told her that the Universe would explode before we deserted her. Figures that he got through to her better than I.
The plan was all set. We'd already talked about it. Either I'd come back to see the last of my volumes up, or if I didn't want to stay; we'd be back in two days, celebrate Beltane, and all of us leave on May third, with the cats. She could leave my harness and other accessories on the dresser for me when we were gone. I promised her the night would belong to her. And if she wanted both of us, fine! Later. I wanted to stick with tradition for a couple of hours. (I really couldn't handle havin' 'er half the night.)
It also wasn't rainin'. We'd be goin' for both a run and a ride, later. Then we'd gang up on a gourmet meal. We'd be spendin' more time with all three of us together for the next couple of weeks.
Hey monsanto! Aren't We Bein' A Bit hypocritical?
http://www.grist.org/industrial-agriculture/2011-04-06-monsanto-cash-helped-fund-bill-to-stifle-whistleblowers-in-iowa
It'll probably pass due to fraud, since I can't see any peasant not in the pockets of monsanto voting for it.
It'll probably pass due to fraud, since I can't see any peasant not in the pockets of monsanto voting for it.
Oh Well!
Volume #6 will probably go up next week. I should have sent the poetry a week later than this, but c'est la vie. Granted if I'm wrong, not only will I be bouncin' off the walls, I'll be bouncin' off the ceilin'. Let's watch Donn do a super-ball impersonation?
No! But in the remote chance that it happens, we will be hittin' the town again.
No news updates last night. Well, media controlled radiation information for Hawaii is down, so that tells you somethin'. There are also problems with Israel wanting to kick all Africans out of their artificial country. They push that envelope further every day. I will be seriously surprised if they are still here in 2 years from now. I'm NOT shedding any tears over what that nation has become. Khazar twits! Thank you, UN, UK, basically feckin' leftover Roman offal.
From what historical research I've done, there would be no problem with Judaism if it weren't for bloody Rome. Still waiting for someone to nuke Vatican City. Or neutron bomb 'em, rather. Leave the architecture and what's in the vault for all to see.
Would I do that if it were in my power? Well ya know? It's not my job. No. But I can play cheerleader, ya ken?
No! But in the remote chance that it happens, we will be hittin' the town again.
No news updates last night. Well, media controlled radiation information for Hawaii is down, so that tells you somethin'. There are also problems with Israel wanting to kick all Africans out of their artificial country. They push that envelope further every day. I will be seriously surprised if they are still here in 2 years from now. I'm NOT shedding any tears over what that nation has become. Khazar twits! Thank you, UN, UK, basically feckin' leftover Roman offal.
From what historical research I've done, there would be no problem with Judaism if it weren't for bloody Rome. Still waiting for someone to nuke Vatican City. Or neutron bomb 'em, rather. Leave the architecture and what's in the vault for all to see.
Would I do that if it were in my power? Well ya know? It's not my job. No. But I can play cheerleader, ya ken?
Dog Poet Speaks On Glamour
http://lesvisible.blogspot.com/2011/04/glamour-and-ghost-cities-of-moon.html
The illusions people cast, and those they live for/by/whatever. A strange form of self-imposed slavery of the voluntary nature.
I strongly urge you to key in 'Dog Poet' every morning, and check out his words of wisdom for the day. He doesn't get all those hits for nothing, and unlike my mostly pointless ramblings, his blog is worth reading in its entirety. It will also go on a lot longer than this one. . .WHICH I MOSTLY STARTED TO GET MY LITERARY STUFF OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The illusions people cast, and those they live for/by/whatever. A strange form of self-imposed slavery of the voluntary nature.
I strongly urge you to key in 'Dog Poet' every morning, and check out his words of wisdom for the day. He doesn't get all those hits for nothing, and unlike my mostly pointless ramblings, his blog is worth reading in its entirety. It will also go on a lot longer than this one. . .WHICH I MOSTLY STARTED TO GET MY LITERARY STUFF OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Aye, I Screwed Myself
Doesn't look like Volume #6 is going up this week. Perhaps next, if I'm lucky, and in two weeks if I'm not. But's it's OK. I'll have lost my extra month of 'if something goes wrong', but at least I see it doesn't matter. After all, I may not be coming back to oversee the rest. After all, after I go home I'll know how it turns out, and I'll realise I won't have to. If I do come back, I better have a damn good reason; and at this point in time, I have no idea if such a reason could even exist.
On the other hand, when I was 'in the know', I had asked for 18 months. But now I'm viewing this from another perspective, so. . . WHY did I ask for 18 month? Does something weird and profound happen in the middle of April of 2012, or what? It's not the date everyone is waiting for, which is December 21, 2012, but hey! Considering how many time distortions happened, and how the calendars were messed with, and how far removed the Gregorian and Julian calendars are from the Mayan calendar, I am absolutely positive that there is nothing special about December 21, 2012.
If a bunch of people are thinking the world is going to end, or suddenly everyone is going to wake up enlightened, I think they should switch whatever drugs they are on. I know I wrote it was a special day in my series, but my series is FICTION!!!!! In my series, it was the beginning of a new era, where the old gods gave the reigns to new ones, with a few hold overs here and there, but I didn't get into it. In the story set, it was the day I moved to 'The White City'. A nice paradise higher in the fold than the low level Etheric of Tech Duinn.
Oh well. Existence goes on. Now off to the world of political research.
On the other hand, when I was 'in the know', I had asked for 18 months. But now I'm viewing this from another perspective, so. . . WHY did I ask for 18 month? Does something weird and profound happen in the middle of April of 2012, or what? It's not the date everyone is waiting for, which is December 21, 2012, but hey! Considering how many time distortions happened, and how the calendars were messed with, and how far removed the Gregorian and Julian calendars are from the Mayan calendar, I am absolutely positive that there is nothing special about December 21, 2012.
If a bunch of people are thinking the world is going to end, or suddenly everyone is going to wake up enlightened, I think they should switch whatever drugs they are on. I know I wrote it was a special day in my series, but my series is FICTION!!!!! In my series, it was the beginning of a new era, where the old gods gave the reigns to new ones, with a few hold overs here and there, but I didn't get into it. In the story set, it was the day I moved to 'The White City'. A nice paradise higher in the fold than the low level Etheric of Tech Duinn.
Oh well. Existence goes on. Now off to the world of political research.
An Observation Of Government Interest
http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=201873
Murder 101, an Astute Reader Gets It: Is the title of the post. Aye. The politicians only care aabout themselves. What else is new?
Murder 101, an Astute Reader Gets It: Is the title of the post. Aye. The politicians only care aabout themselves. What else is new?
A Commentary On Educational Suppression
http://mantiqaltayr.wordpress.com/2011/04/09/this-would-never-happen-in-my-high-school/
Can't let people know the TRUTH (What there is of it available, here.), can we?
Can't let people know the TRUTH (What there is of it available, here.), can we?
Light Rain, Not Freezing, But It Sure Feels Like It
And the guys got up early today. I'd already taken care of the equines, as usual. Again, I loved doing that, so hey. We'd come in from the verandah, all with empty cups of what was hot cocoa, and now the mullethead and my mentor were working on breakfast, having sent me back to the computer.
Japan had another doozy of a quake that first registered 7.1, and was revised to 6.6? That's quite a difference. What is the truth?
I'm still mad at myself for not holding off on sending my last huge collection of poetry that I DIDN'T write, but oh well. In another 16 days I'll have all my questions answered. YES, I AM OBSESSING ON THIS! It's another one of these pointless, personal posts. If I put in the title that it is pointless reading, that will ensure I get tons of hits, so why bother? Reverse psychology at it's finest. I could start lying and say all the important political shite is pointless reading, but I don't work like that.
Now, will I have time to check out Les Visible's (aka Dog Poet) latest post before I get called down to breakkie?
I will find out.
Japan had another doozy of a quake that first registered 7.1, and was revised to 6.6? That's quite a difference. What is the truth?
I'm still mad at myself for not holding off on sending my last huge collection of poetry that I DIDN'T write, but oh well. In another 16 days I'll have all my questions answered. YES, I AM OBSESSING ON THIS! It's another one of these pointless, personal posts. If I put in the title that it is pointless reading, that will ensure I get tons of hits, so why bother? Reverse psychology at it's finest. I could start lying and say all the important political shite is pointless reading, but I don't work like that.
Now, will I have time to check out Les Visible's (aka Dog Poet) latest post before I get called down to breakkie?
I will find out.
My Commentary On Housekeeping
This place was easy. All the cabinets were of simple design with no fancy knobs, there were no knick knacks, and if we didn't use it, we didn't have it. We had either wood floors or low carpets that were easy to vacuum, and the wood floors got a damp wipe down whenever they needed it. Maybe once every two months. No big deal. Get the sponge mop. We also cleaned up any messes we made right away, so we could do the house in no time.
I'll NEVER understand why in a place where you have to do so much extra work if you have superfluous decor, that people have so much superfluous decor.
Oh well. People aren't noted for practicality, are they?
I'll NEVER understand why in a place where you have to do so much extra work if you have superfluous decor, that people have so much superfluous decor.
Oh well. People aren't noted for practicality, are they?
Remember Bastille Day?
http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=202057
Letter to the Ruling Class - From the Serfs, is the title. A parasite can't live without its host, either.
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Other than that, the night did get below 0°C. I also got off on it. Took care of the equines, went for a mad two kilometre run, was home again in under 6 minutes, took a quick shower, and started on lunch-dinner (dinch?), not even having had brekkie yet, but I really, really wanted this.
I put on three pots, because it was also horse food. There would be very little water in this stew, but mostly carrot and tomato juice, freshly squeezed, and every veggie we had. Tatties and neeps (potatoes and turnips), more carrots, more tomatoes, potatoes, dill celary, kale, shallots, garlic spinach, red bell peppers, crimini 'shrooms, shiitaki 'shrooms, parsley, basil, chives, green beans, peas, baby corn, and a few other things I can't even think of right now. They were all. . .fresh as far as the grocery term went, though most of the stuff was imported from Mexico, Arizona, or Calipornia or something. I threw in every seasoning (Italian seasoning, paprika, garlic powder, onion powder, black pepper, a touch of cumin, more dill, Worchestershire sauce despite the anchovy, but as I said, we were not vegan.) that seemed like it fit, a whole 'pound' package of butter for each pot, and turned the heat on low. Each equine would get four litres, and we'd have enough for 2 or 3 days for us.
It was on now, and the mullethead was guarding it to make sure it wouldn't burn. Gods, I was salivating. I could smell it up here.
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The news was interesting too. Japan had another quake yesterday, also in the Honshu region, and this is weird beyond weird on how the same place is getting hit over and over again. I really do suspect someone is attacking them with Tesla technology. Their stocks kind of tanked last night, and the U.S. markets are on a downward trend with oil totally tanking for the day so far, but for how long? These markets are a yoyo. I'd avoid them not only because of how rigged they are, but on principal. I don't agree with the concept.
Oh man. I am now going downstairs. There is one burner left to put on the tay kettle, if it's not on already, and I suspect it is. I want to bathe my nose in the wonderful scent of that veggie stew.
Letter to the Ruling Class - From the Serfs, is the title. A parasite can't live without its host, either.
_________________________
Other than that, the night did get below 0°C. I also got off on it. Took care of the equines, went for a mad two kilometre run, was home again in under 6 minutes, took a quick shower, and started on lunch-dinner (dinch?), not even having had brekkie yet, but I really, really wanted this.
I put on three pots, because it was also horse food. There would be very little water in this stew, but mostly carrot and tomato juice, freshly squeezed, and every veggie we had. Tatties and neeps (potatoes and turnips), more carrots, more tomatoes, potatoes, dill celary, kale, shallots, garlic spinach, red bell peppers, crimini 'shrooms, shiitaki 'shrooms, parsley, basil, chives, green beans, peas, baby corn, and a few other things I can't even think of right now. They were all. . .fresh as far as the grocery term went, though most of the stuff was imported from Mexico, Arizona, or Calipornia or something. I threw in every seasoning (Italian seasoning, paprika, garlic powder, onion powder, black pepper, a touch of cumin, more dill, Worchestershire sauce despite the anchovy, but as I said, we were not vegan.) that seemed like it fit, a whole 'pound' package of butter for each pot, and turned the heat on low. Each equine would get four litres, and we'd have enough for 2 or 3 days for us.
It was on now, and the mullethead was guarding it to make sure it wouldn't burn. Gods, I was salivating. I could smell it up here.
_____________________________________
The news was interesting too. Japan had another quake yesterday, also in the Honshu region, and this is weird beyond weird on how the same place is getting hit over and over again. I really do suspect someone is attacking them with Tesla technology. Their stocks kind of tanked last night, and the U.S. markets are on a downward trend with oil totally tanking for the day so far, but for how long? These markets are a yoyo. I'd avoid them not only because of how rigged they are, but on principal. I don't agree with the concept.
Oh man. I am now going downstairs. There is one burner left to put on the tay kettle, if it's not on already, and I suspect it is. I want to bathe my nose in the wonderful scent of that veggie stew.
How Much More Dysfunctional Can U.S. Society Get????
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-3sH1GaO_nw&feature=player_embedded
Title: 6 Year Old Girl Groped By TSA
I am SPEECHLESS!!!!!!!!!!!!
Title: 6 Year Old Girl Groped By TSA
I am SPEECHLESS!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm Supposed To WHAT??????????????
http://blog.alexanderhiggins.com/2011/04/12/japan-nuclear-radiation-forecast-april-12-13-shows-moderate-concentration-radiation-west-coast-16606/
Stay inside today and tomorrow and avoid the rain? The RAIN? In my geographical location where it rains close to 300 days a year???????? Me? Who goes absolutely. . .what is it you Yanks say? Apeshit if I'm confined?
Hey! I'm leaving in two weeks and a day, and when I come back, I'll be fully healed of anything I've done to myself so far, and will be here for less than 10 months thereafter, for any damage again to go away when I'm gone, so why should I care or change anything.
Local seaweed is radioactive, and if you're unemployed, ya wanna job????????
http://translate.google.nl/translate?js=n&prev=_t&hl=nl&ie=UTF-8&layout=2&eotf=1&sl=ja&tl=en&u=http%3A%2F%2Fenmsb.com%2Fboard%2Bdetail.id%2B95.htm
Part time gig. You only work 3 hours a day, and get paid 10,000 yen for that. The price is your life, but hey!
My, what a fascinating day. That, and thd veggie stew I wrote about in my last post was out of this world. Seems like the equines thought so, too. I threw a little sea salt in theirs.
Stay inside today and tomorrow and avoid the rain? The RAIN? In my geographical location where it rains close to 300 days a year???????? Me? Who goes absolutely. . .what is it you Yanks say? Apeshit if I'm confined?
Hey! I'm leaving in two weeks and a day, and when I come back, I'll be fully healed of anything I've done to myself so far, and will be here for less than 10 months thereafter, for any damage again to go away when I'm gone, so why should I care or change anything.
Local seaweed is radioactive, and if you're unemployed, ya wanna job????????
http://translate.google.nl/translate?js=n&prev=_t&hl=nl&ie=UTF-8&layout=2&eotf=1&sl=ja&tl=en&u=http%3A%2F%2Fenmsb.com%2Fboard%2Bdetail.id%2B95.htm
Part time gig. You only work 3 hours a day, and get paid 10,000 yen for that. The price is your life, but hey!
My, what a fascinating day. That, and thd veggie stew I wrote about in my last post was out of this world. Seems like the equines thought so, too. I threw a little sea salt in theirs.
I Am Laughing So Hard, I Can Barely Type
http://dailybail.com/home/national-debt-gets-too-big-for-debt-clock.html
U.S. National debt clock runs out of zeros. Out of places for the new placement total. As if the number MEANS anything. I mean, come ON!!!!! How abstract can you GET? This can NEVER be repaid. Anyone who think so is more psychotic than Gaius Germanicus!!! (Caligula) Can someone say default? If there will even be a nation LEFT to default, that is.
U.S. National debt clock runs out of zeros. Out of places for the new placement total. As if the number MEANS anything. I mean, come ON!!!!! How abstract can you GET? This can NEVER be repaid. Anyone who think so is more psychotic than Gaius Germanicus!!! (Caligula) Can someone say default? If there will even be a nation LEFT to default, that is.
If You Think You Own It, You Probably Don't
http://www.blacklistednews.com/65_Ways_That_Everything_That_You_Think_That_You_Own_Is_Being_Systematically_Taken_Away_From_You_/13472/0/0/0/Y/M.html
Just check the link. I have nothing to add.
Just check the link. I have nothing to add.
Links To Corrupt U.S. Governement Policies
The drug war. It can't be stopped by legalising drugs, because there's too much money in it. But we know this, don't we?
http://online.wsj.com/article/SB10001424052748703518704576259332428064652.html
We also know that it's profit over the health of the populace that keeps the country afloat. So we don't outlaw dangerous pesticides. BUY ORGANIC IF YOU CAN!!!!!!
http://howtobuildanorganicgarden.net/organic-vs-non-organic-produce/
Income tax was NEVER RATIFIED!!!!!!!!
http://www.thelawthatneverwas.com/new/home.asp
Police Brutality Legal????????
http://revolutionarypolitics.com/?p=5290
Slightly off topic. Cop peppersprays squirrel.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dDuAYH9SOSM&feature=player_embedded
Man, that's all for now. I don't feel like being another Rayelan Allen, Theresa Durbin, Michael Rivero, or Jeff Rense, ya know?
http://online.wsj.com/article/SB10001424052748703518704576259332428064652.html
We also know that it's profit over the health of the populace that keeps the country afloat. So we don't outlaw dangerous pesticides. BUY ORGANIC IF YOU CAN!!!!!!
http://howtobuildanorganicgarden.net/organic-vs-non-organic-produce/
Income tax was NEVER RATIFIED!!!!!!!!
http://www.thelawthatneverwas.com/new/home.asp
Police Brutality Legal????????
http://revolutionarypolitics.com/?p=5290
Slightly off topic. Cop peppersprays squirrel.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dDuAYH9SOSM&feature=player_embedded
Man, that's all for now. I don't feel like being another Rayelan Allen, Theresa Durbin, Michael Rivero, or Jeff Rense, ya know?
TSA Cognitive Recognition Exam
http://www.revoltoftheplebs.com/categories/exclusives/tsa-cognitive-recognition-exam/
Now THIS is hilarious. It is a satire, but it may as well not be.
Now THIS is hilarious. It is a satire, but it may as well not be.
The Justice System Of The U.S.
Does not exist. That's right! There is none.
http://www.rense.com/general93/silent.htm
Why does anyone want to come here? Anyone that is trapped in life, anyway.
So why am I where I'm at? Aren't I being a hypocrite, having chosen my location for my intended 18 month, but now alleged 16 month stay?
The weather, the remoteness, the peace, and I am not really in the system. I can leave anytime. In fact, I AM leaving in under 2 weeks. I will just disappear.
Well, if I existed to begin with, I would.
http://www.rense.com/general93/silent.htm
Why does anyone want to come here? Anyone that is trapped in life, anyway.
So why am I where I'm at? Aren't I being a hypocrite, having chosen my location for my intended 18 month, but now alleged 16 month stay?
The weather, the remoteness, the peace, and I am not really in the system. I can leave anytime. In fact, I AM leaving in under 2 weeks. I will just disappear.
Well, if I existed to begin with, I would.
The Slide Show BP Doesn't Want You To See
http://dailybail.com/home/slideshow-the-photos-that-bp-doesnt-want-you-to-see-dying-bi.html
(First Picture: http://dailybail.com/slideshows/photos-that-bp-doesnt-want-you-to-see/8156692 )
So see it. Look at it. . .before they take THIS off line, too.
(First Picture: http://dailybail.com/slideshows/photos-that-bp-doesnt-want-you-to-see/8156692 )
So see it. Look at it. . .before they take THIS off line, too.
Thursday Has Come And Gone
It was the usual for a Thursday. Next week is going to be different. My mentor told me to leave with the mullethead and take a walk, then hoof it to town. He'd take care of the house by himself, and meet us at Shian San with the car. Of course I'd still take care of the equines in the morning. I would have objected, not to mention at this time, I still take care of them before dawn arrives. They like it like that. Breakfast about 5:00 AM.
Shian San sounded good. It was the best Chinese restaurant in town.
Not much in the news. Local atmospheric radiation hadn't changed too much from the slightly higher but 'nothing to worry about' levels when this Japan problem first started, but rain and food was contaminated.
http://blog.alexanderhiggins.com/2011/04/14/providing-inadequate-radiation-readings-public-2-17373/
Go figure. Again, don't disturb the economy. Can't have the so called power elite lose one cent in their exploitation of the masses tomorrow, can we?
And does this sound like more deliberate genocide to you? Title: Fixing BROKEN Japan Nuclear Radiation Monitors In 37 US Cities “NOT A PRIORITY” For Feds.
Kinda like the Corexit in the gulf?
http://blog.alexanderhiggins.com/2011/04/14/feds-local-cbs-news-station-fixing-broken-japan-nuclear-radiation-monitors-priority-17358/
Oh, just go here: http://whatreallyhappened.com/ , and look up all the stories yourself!
I've got stuff to do.
Shian San sounded good. It was the best Chinese restaurant in town.
Not much in the news. Local atmospheric radiation hadn't changed too much from the slightly higher but 'nothing to worry about' levels when this Japan problem first started, but rain and food was contaminated.
http://blog.alexanderhiggins.com/2011/04/14/providing-inadequate-radiation-readings-public-2-17373/
Go figure. Again, don't disturb the economy. Can't have the so called power elite lose one cent in their exploitation of the masses tomorrow, can we?
And does this sound like more deliberate genocide to you? Title: Fixing BROKEN Japan Nuclear Radiation Monitors In 37 US Cities “NOT A PRIORITY” For Feds.
Kinda like the Corexit in the gulf?
http://blog.alexanderhiggins.com/2011/04/14/feds-local-cbs-news-station-fixing-broken-japan-nuclear-radiation-monitors-priority-17358/
Oh, just go here: http://whatreallyhappened.com/ , and look up all the stories yourself!
I've got stuff to do.
Hmmmmm. Pointless Read Regarding Change Of Plans Regarding My Exit
I may be leaving on the 29th of April instead of the 27th. After all, the 27th is a Wednesday. So we will clean the house Thursday as usual, party, and I will leave around mid-day on the 29th with my mentor, and come back in the early morning of the 31st, we will party again to get ready for Beltane, my mates will have fun with me then with the whole day being solid hedonism in every which way, then party on May 2nd IF all three of us are leaving for good on May 3rd, or even if we're not leaving due to me finding out the reason why I asked to stay for 18 months. Perhaps there is something that is due to happen later this year or early next year that I wanted to experience. I have no idea, and I find that irritating beyond measure.
Now my question is, IF I'M GONNA FIND OUT WHY I CHOSE THE DATE OF APRIL 15, 2012 TO GET OUT OF HERE THE FIST TIME IN A COUPLE OF WEEKS, WHY CAN'T THE ONE WHO KNOWS TELL ME NOW???????!!!!!!!!!!
I swear, ya ken?
Now my question is, IF I'M GONNA FIND OUT WHY I CHOSE THE DATE OF APRIL 15, 2012 TO GET OUT OF HERE THE FIST TIME IN A COUPLE OF WEEKS, WHY CAN'T THE ONE WHO KNOWS TELL ME NOW???????!!!!!!!!!!
I swear, ya ken?
U.S. Unemployment 54%???????
http://www.rawstory.com/rs/2011/04/14/shock-employment-figures-fewer-than-half-of-americans-have-jobs/
Hmmmmmmmmmmm. Not like a tax base is necessary with a bogus federal reserve printing counterfeit money that no one objects to using. Money that has absolutely NO VALUE. AT LEAST YA CAN USE SHOITE FER FERTILISER!!!!!!!!!!
But more than half a nation unemployed DOESN'T WORK!!!!!!! But don't worry. The government will figure out a way to kill you faster. The gulf oil thing and the Japanese nookyular meltdown might not be efficacious enough for their taste.
Hmmmmmmmmmmm. Not like a tax base is necessary with a bogus federal reserve printing counterfeit money that no one objects to using. Money that has absolutely NO VALUE. AT LEAST YA CAN USE SHOITE FER FERTILISER!!!!!!!!!!
But more than half a nation unemployed DOESN'T WORK!!!!!!! But don't worry. The government will figure out a way to kill you faster. The gulf oil thing and the Japanese nookyular meltdown might not be efficacious enough for their taste.
Oh Well!
I may have screwed myself in getting Volume #6 up sooner, but it's nice to know my mates have got a couple of avid, rabid poetry fans.
http://www.gothicguild.org/index.php/donn-uimidir/77-donn-poetry-section
I may not have written much of this, but at least I did inspire it.
http://www.gothicguild.org/index.php/donn-uimidir/77-donn-poetry-section
I may not have written much of this, but at least I did inspire it.
Feckin' Unbelievable
They wanna make it that ya need a licence to see if your food is gonna kill ya in NY.
LIFE ISN'T SUPPOSED TO HAVE A COST. THANK YOU, ROME!!!!!!!
So havin' a Geiger counter woould be illegal unless you paid the state an extra fee.
http://cityroom.blogs.nytimes.com/2008/01/08/a-license-to-check-for-wmds/
I'm beginnin' to take the stance of the mullethead, though for different reasons. YOU'RE STILL BREEDIN', YA BLEEDIN' NEEP NODDLES??????????????
I care more for the sake of the kid, while the mullethead just thinks the whole concept of breeding is one of the most disgusing things on the planet, and 'it' would rather die of a comination of Ebola and smallpox than get pregnant; not that this has been a concern of 'it' since 'it' was 19, but hey!
Aren't centralised governments great? Man, these things are the ultimate parasites. At least tapeworms make ya lose weight, huh?
LIFE ISN'T SUPPOSED TO HAVE A COST. THANK YOU, ROME!!!!!!!
So havin' a Geiger counter woould be illegal unless you paid the state an extra fee.
http://cityroom.blogs.nytimes.com/2008/01/08/a-license-to-check-for-wmds/
I'm beginnin' to take the stance of the mullethead, though for different reasons. YOU'RE STILL BREEDIN', YA BLEEDIN' NEEP NODDLES??????????????
I care more for the sake of the kid, while the mullethead just thinks the whole concept of breeding is one of the most disgusing things on the planet, and 'it' would rather die of a comination of Ebola and smallpox than get pregnant; not that this has been a concern of 'it' since 'it' was 19, but hey!
Aren't centralised governments great? Man, these things are the ultimate parasites. At least tapeworms make ya lose weight, huh?
Losing One Of The Loves Of My Life For A While
For maybe a week and a half, or maybe a wee under 10 months if I come back here long term. I spent extra time with all the equines. I'd bought 15 extra kiligrammes of carrots earlier from next door, and juiced them all for the stallions. I groomed them all with care, and cried my eyes out. I adored each and every one of them. They all knew, and they all were as affectionate as an equine could get. My main master even lipped my cheek a few times. I couldn't imagine existence without him.
I'm still beside myself as I post this. Have I ever been this depressed?
I can't remember.
I'm still beside myself as I post this. Have I ever been this depressed?
I can't remember.
Thank The Gods For My Mentor
I didn't go to bed tonight. I ended up snuggling in the straw with my favourite palomino. I crashed out with him for a couple of hours, and when I got up and went back into the main part of the house, my mentor was sitting right there in the den with a pot of tay on the table beside the chair he was sitting in. He knew what I was going through.
He stood up, poured me the cup he had reserved for me, and handed it to me. Chai! Just what I needed. He sat down, and invited me into his lap, and that's where I sat; having my tay as he wrapped himself around me.
He told me everything had to go as it was going. I'd read the news reports today, and had to agree, but it still hurt like HELL. When I asked him if I was going to make the decision to come back here after Friday, he wouldn't answer. On the other hand, when I asked if I did come back, would I see February 15th? At least to that he answered, no. On the other hand, I kind of sensed that.
No, my writings were no longer ahead of schedule. That's the 'new' schedule. They were ahead on the old one, but considering my publisher had everything in the archives, there was nothing more to send to set myself behind. I assumed all would go as it was, and in reality a new volume would resume going up every three weeks.
After we finished the kettle, we took everything back to the kitchen, washed it up, and he led me upstairs. It was the first time in forever that I actually slept the whole night though. (AFTER another, though quick shower. I did smell like horse, prior.) The black cat that was staying with us slept with me on my pillow for the whole night.
That was nice. I'm not sure, but this may be my last post for a couple of days. I've got to get my head in gear regarding what's going on. Then of course I could be lying. I don't know.
Now I was going to go outside and enjoy the radioactive rain for a few minutes while my mentor and the mullethead were working on breakfast.
He stood up, poured me the cup he had reserved for me, and handed it to me. Chai! Just what I needed. He sat down, and invited me into his lap, and that's where I sat; having my tay as he wrapped himself around me.
He told me everything had to go as it was going. I'd read the news reports today, and had to agree, but it still hurt like HELL. When I asked him if I was going to make the decision to come back here after Friday, he wouldn't answer. On the other hand, when I asked if I did come back, would I see February 15th? At least to that he answered, no. On the other hand, I kind of sensed that.
No, my writings were no longer ahead of schedule. That's the 'new' schedule. They were ahead on the old one, but considering my publisher had everything in the archives, there was nothing more to send to set myself behind. I assumed all would go as it was, and in reality a new volume would resume going up every three weeks.
After we finished the kettle, we took everything back to the kitchen, washed it up, and he led me upstairs. It was the first time in forever that I actually slept the whole night though. (AFTER another, though quick shower. I did smell like horse, prior.) The black cat that was staying with us slept with me on my pillow for the whole night.
That was nice. I'm not sure, but this may be my last post for a couple of days. I've got to get my head in gear regarding what's going on. Then of course I could be lying. I don't know.
Now I was going to go outside and enjoy the radioactive rain for a few minutes while my mentor and the mullethead were working on breakfast.
Volume #6 Is Up On The Guild
Now I had 9 more to go. I also decided, what the feck! I did change the date, if I was coming back to see the last volume published. February 1, 2012. Imbolc! I knocked 2 weeks off. That would put me now 10 days ahead of schedule. 9 months, and 11 days from now. 9 months and 11 days with only seeing my best equine friend for a couple of Earth days, yet being out of time from my perspective, so it would seem a lot longer for me. . .once. . .IF I chose to come back.
Could I handle it?
I just came back from the stables. Everyone was asleep. I didn't disturb them. Let them dream their equine dreams on their last night here.
Why now, though? Why a week and not quite a half earlier? Were we going to be forced to make a run for it? My mentor wouldn't tell me. He just said this is how it was best. I had no choice but to believe him.
He told me to pack up a picnic for myself and mullethead, and just take a long walk out back after brekkie. That, or spend the day on the town. Just get out of the house.
OK.
The mullethead and I decided on taking the walk out back first, and if we came back early enough, we'd run to town. Maybe we'd stop at the ice cream shop or something. AFTER we said good-bye to the equines.
I'm crying a little as I type this.
I think I'll go make a kettle of genmai cha, and sit on the verandah for a while. I might even watch the sun come up. It was cold, but it wasn't bad. I could handle it in jeans, a t-shirt, and an overshirt. With a few cups of tay, and the ability to go inside when I got too uncomfortable, it was no problem.
Could I handle it?
I just came back from the stables. Everyone was asleep. I didn't disturb them. Let them dream their equine dreams on their last night here.
Why now, though? Why a week and not quite a half earlier? Were we going to be forced to make a run for it? My mentor wouldn't tell me. He just said this is how it was best. I had no choice but to believe him.
He told me to pack up a picnic for myself and mullethead, and just take a long walk out back after brekkie. That, or spend the day on the town. Just get out of the house.
OK.
The mullethead and I decided on taking the walk out back first, and if we came back early enough, we'd run to town. Maybe we'd stop at the ice cream shop or something. AFTER we said good-bye to the equines.
I'm crying a little as I type this.
I think I'll go make a kettle of genmai cha, and sit on the verandah for a while. I might even watch the sun come up. It was cold, but it wasn't bad. I could handle it in jeans, a t-shirt, and an overshirt. With a few cups of tay, and the ability to go inside when I got too uncomfortable, it was no problem.
Meltdown - Trickling Down On The Global Population
http://www.rense.com/general93/glob.htm
Mullethead loves this post. Its message is, deal with the fact death (TRANSITION, DAMMIT!!!) is part of life (EXISTENCE< DAAMIR!!!) stop buying pharmaceuticals, stop breeding, and stop supporting these arseholes in any way you can. CAN YOU SAY 'BOYCOTT'?
Mullethead loves this post. Its message is, deal with the fact death (TRANSITION, DAMMIT!!!) is part of life (EXISTENCE< DAAMIR!!!) stop buying pharmaceuticals, stop breeding, and stop supporting these arseholes in any way you can. CAN YOU SAY 'BOYCOTT'?
AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Not ONLY do I have to put up with bein' called a sausage casin'. NOW I gotta put up with occasionally bein' referred to as an entity of SCHLONGULAR PERSUASION!!!!!
WHAT AM I GONNA DO WITH THAT CHICK???????????!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh well. SHE does consider 'erself just a nose perch. Gods, but if that thing calls me any of those names in public, I'M OFF LIMITS FOREVERRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I think. Uh. . .maybe.
Oh, damn.
Maybe.
WHAT AM I GONNA DO WITH THAT CHICK???????????!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh well. SHE does consider 'erself just a nose perch. Gods, but if that thing calls me any of those names in public, I'M OFF LIMITS FOREVERRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I think. Uh. . .maybe.
Oh, damn.
Maybe.
A Picnic In 7°C Weather?
I think not. The mullethead and I did go for a combination of walk and run in back. 'It' didn't stress 'itself' out too badly this time. We had fun. The deciduous trees were starting to bloom and sprout, and it was incredibly beautiful. Too bad it was mostly sunny, but hey! At least we had patchy clouds.
We walked hand in hand some, stopped a few times for some long embraces, and if it had been warmer, we probably would have done a lot more, but neither one of us was that masochistic.
When we got home, the equines were gone, two of the cats were gone, and my mentor kicked us out of the house before we were there for five minutes.
The mullethead and I didn't run or walk to town. I drove us. We walked around a bit, we stopped at a coffee shop, had some tay and croissants, did go to the ice cream shop, we each had a Sunday, with the mullethead having black cherry and I having hazelnut. We fed each other a couple of spoonfuls of our own, then we walked around some more.
We talked about the uncertain future, my mentors motivations for what was happening, and how ambivalent both the mullethead and I were about being here. 'It' did want to see the last volume go up, yet at the same time 'it' couldn't wait to get out of here, and go home with me.
I wondered if there was anyone alive who hated life and the Physical Realm more than the mullethead. That had been 'its' attitude since it learned about the other planes.
Well, 'it' hated life since 'it' was 6. Abusive psycho-bitch 'incubators' had a way of doing that to their 'crotch droppings', c-sections, or whatever. The mullethead was now about rolling around on the floor like a cold cat on a warm pavement (Not really. I speak in analogy, all right?), ecstatic over the collapse of the system, the environmental turbulence both natural and man-made, and ecstatic over the fact that the powers that think they are, are committing suicide with their destruction, and not even realising it. 'It was also about bouncing off the walls over tornadoes hitting Raleigh, NC, with Carthage about 60 miles away, being her 'incubator' twat lived in Carthage.
Was there a way to find out if the bitch was gonna get plastered, since there were more in the forecast? Well, yes. . .but it wasn't going to happen. Gods, some individuals hold grudges forever.
I liked that last part, but I didn't like the innocents, and the animals and plants suffering. The mullethead then pointed out that nothing would be here if it didn't want to be here, so we all deserved what we got, right? There was no time, so all was as it was meant to be, and we asked to be here for the experience, and so it was.
OK. I couldn't argue. I'd just gotten a similar lecture from my mentor. But I just couldn't get into the mullethead's trip. 'It' could be such a morbid little bitch. . .bastard. . .whatever, at times.
When we got home, we were in for a shock. The whole house was immaculate. The stables looked like they had been just put up, and a horse or pony had never been in them. We walked through them, and of course the door to the outside was locked. When we went back into the house, my mentor shut both top and bottom to the half door between the den and stables, and we would never go into them again. The compost bin would now only get veggie and paper waste.
I would have so much more time. We also had all this extra money, now. Not only did I knock two and a half months off our stay, but we had five fewer animals to feed, and three of them had been very expensive.
We couldn't spend any more. We already lived quite hedonistically in our simple tastes, so we decided to give a bit of it away.
We'd start by leaving a 100% tip tomorrow.
We walked hand in hand some, stopped a few times for some long embraces, and if it had been warmer, we probably would have done a lot more, but neither one of us was that masochistic.
When we got home, the equines were gone, two of the cats were gone, and my mentor kicked us out of the house before we were there for five minutes.
The mullethead and I didn't run or walk to town. I drove us. We walked around a bit, we stopped at a coffee shop, had some tay and croissants, did go to the ice cream shop, we each had a Sunday, with the mullethead having black cherry and I having hazelnut. We fed each other a couple of spoonfuls of our own, then we walked around some more.
We talked about the uncertain future, my mentors motivations for what was happening, and how ambivalent both the mullethead and I were about being here. 'It' did want to see the last volume go up, yet at the same time 'it' couldn't wait to get out of here, and go home with me.
I wondered if there was anyone alive who hated life and the Physical Realm more than the mullethead. That had been 'its' attitude since it learned about the other planes.
Well, 'it' hated life since 'it' was 6. Abusive psycho-bitch 'incubators' had a way of doing that to their 'crotch droppings', c-sections, or whatever. The mullethead was now about rolling around on the floor like a cold cat on a warm pavement (Not really. I speak in analogy, all right?), ecstatic over the collapse of the system, the environmental turbulence both natural and man-made, and ecstatic over the fact that the powers that think they are, are committing suicide with their destruction, and not even realising it. 'It was also about bouncing off the walls over tornadoes hitting Raleigh, NC, with Carthage about 60 miles away, being her 'incubator' twat lived in Carthage.
Was there a way to find out if the bitch was gonna get plastered, since there were more in the forecast? Well, yes. . .but it wasn't going to happen. Gods, some individuals hold grudges forever.
I liked that last part, but I didn't like the innocents, and the animals and plants suffering. The mullethead then pointed out that nothing would be here if it didn't want to be here, so we all deserved what we got, right? There was no time, so all was as it was meant to be, and we asked to be here for the experience, and so it was.
OK. I couldn't argue. I'd just gotten a similar lecture from my mentor. But I just couldn't get into the mullethead's trip. 'It' could be such a morbid little bitch. . .bastard. . .whatever, at times.
When we got home, we were in for a shock. The whole house was immaculate. The stables looked like they had been just put up, and a horse or pony had never been in them. We walked through them, and of course the door to the outside was locked. When we went back into the house, my mentor shut both top and bottom to the half door between the den and stables, and we would never go into them again. The compost bin would now only get veggie and paper waste.
I would have so much more time. We also had all this extra money, now. Not only did I knock two and a half months off our stay, but we had five fewer animals to feed, and three of them had been very expensive.
We couldn't spend any more. We already lived quite hedonistically in our simple tastes, so we decided to give a bit of it away.
We'd start by leaving a 100% tip tomorrow.
What People Don't Seem To Realise. . .
IT'S NOT WHO HAS THE MOST TOYS WHO WINS! IT'S WHO'S DONE THE MOST TO HELP REUNIFY THE SOURCE, YA BLEEDIN' TWITS!!!!!!! AND THAT GENERALLY MEANS WHO HAS DONE THE MOST FOR THE SAKE OF HUMANITY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Exploiting and oppressing fellow living beings does NOT make for a good history. You will have fun judging your past when you get to my side of The Veil, not that I'll be the one dealing with you; THANK THE GODS!!!!!!
Exploiting and oppressing fellow living beings does NOT make for a good history. You will have fun judging your past when you get to my side of The Veil, not that I'll be the one dealing with you; THANK THE GODS!!!!!!
A Catalyst
Something that makes something happen. It could be good, it could be bad, something good can come from a bad thing, and the other way around. Some catalysts inspire in a positive way, others drive one to do something just so they can avoid a future situation like what has happened in the past, and some times for revenge.
Some live historically 'glorious' lives for the sake of revenge. Some military giants just wanted to show the world what they were made of BECAUSE of having been ridiculed in their youth, not that this is necessarily a good thing. (Since when was genocide and conquest a good thing?)
Some negative influences drive you to accomplish the greatest things.
In the end, do you love them, or hate them? And to top it off, there's the fact everyone agreed to play their roles BEFORE they were born.
I personally think all should be forgiven and thanked. My mentor fully agrees, yet the mullethead plans on living the rest of eternity for personal vindication.
Will 'it change 'its' mind when it gets a look at the TRUTH first hand? The TRUTH which I will see fully again in a few days. The TRUTH which the mullethead may see in a week.
Maybe. Depending on what I decide.
We shall see.
Some live historically 'glorious' lives for the sake of revenge. Some military giants just wanted to show the world what they were made of BECAUSE of having been ridiculed in their youth, not that this is necessarily a good thing. (Since when was genocide and conquest a good thing?)
Some negative influences drive you to accomplish the greatest things.
In the end, do you love them, or hate them? And to top it off, there's the fact everyone agreed to play their roles BEFORE they were born.
I personally think all should be forgiven and thanked. My mentor fully agrees, yet the mullethead plans on living the rest of eternity for personal vindication.
Will 'it change 'its' mind when it gets a look at the TRUTH first hand? The TRUTH which I will see fully again in a few days. The TRUTH which the mullethead may see in a week.
Maybe. Depending on what I decide.
We shall see.
A Not So Gentle Reminder To The 'Enforcers'. Cops, Military, And You Know The Rest
You are just as expendable in the eyes of the powers that think they are, as the rest of the peons. You're just expendable sell-outs.
Ask yourself. Are you in the right, or in the wrong? Killing people for them wanting to be free? Killing people for being able and willing to think? Killing people for doing the right thing for hunmanity and trying to help it, as opposed to destroy it?
What do you follow? Your conscience, or profit? And what price will you pay when you must face yourself?
Ask yourself. Are you in the right, or in the wrong? Killing people for them wanting to be free? Killing people for being able and willing to think? Killing people for doing the right thing for hunmanity and trying to help it, as opposed to destroy it?
What do you follow? Your conscience, or profit? And what price will you pay when you must face yourself?
Thinking About Time Again
If I come back for long term, it will be 9 months and 5 days maximum. As I was before the equines and 2 of the cats were taken to my 'real' home, I would have been thrilled with that. Now, it seemed like eternity, though I knew the time would be knocked off a wee bit more before my project was all up.
The problem was, there were problems. It wasn't described right. The entire project was 'The Xanon Chronicles', but my publisher has it up where it is described as 'What Revelation Never Told You', which is only the first volume. I did e-mail her, but it hasn't been fixed. I'm not sure it will be, but I wonder if I should care? The readers can figure it out themselves.
Well, here's the page to access what's up so far of The Chronicles:
http://www.gothicguild.org/index.php/donn-uimidir
No, it's not perfect. Then again, neither is the project. I'm NOT going through it again that one last time I need to MAKE it perfect. So I may have 10 to 20 misspellings/or Americanised spellings I didn't catch in each book. Maybe fewer, maybe more depending on the length of the volume. So the formatting on both my blog and The Guild leaves much to be desired. Spacing between paragraphs is too much on mine, and lack of paragraph indentations on some stories on The Guild.
As I said before, DEAL WITH IT. If you're that nit-picky, copy paste it onto your private file, and fix it yourself. I already said that, probably more than once. It's OK. I don't care. I'm NON-PROFIT! I have everything I need, and no use for more. Having grown up in a barter economy, I don't think highly of a monetary economy anyway. It's a good way to control people more than they should be controlled, and it obviously doesn't work very well. Hey! Look at the news reports. And the U.S. government does its best to make alternatives inconvenient, like technically taxing barter? But if no money is involved, how do you tax that? Mail them 5 carrots, or what?
I am getting a perverse pleasure from seeing the system crash. The mullethead is absolutely manic over it. It lives for news stories on economic collapses. It even thinks George Soros is a package deal due to the help he is giving to the implosion of the system, not to mention his progressive stance on some social issues like gay rights, feminism and shoite like that.
I can't argue with that.
Now, I think I'm going to go. I have my mentor standing behind me, whispering about some Darjeeling steeping in the kitchen. How can I turn that down?
Then I'll actually go to bed for a few more hours. Something formerly unheard of, but hey! No more equines to feed and groom, stables to muck out, and all that. But I may just dream of them.
The problem was, there were problems. It wasn't described right. The entire project was 'The Xanon Chronicles', but my publisher has it up where it is described as 'What Revelation Never Told You', which is only the first volume. I did e-mail her, but it hasn't been fixed. I'm not sure it will be, but I wonder if I should care? The readers can figure it out themselves.
Well, here's the page to access what's up so far of The Chronicles:
http://www.gothicguild.org/index.php/donn-uimidir
No, it's not perfect. Then again, neither is the project. I'm NOT going through it again that one last time I need to MAKE it perfect. So I may have 10 to 20 misspellings/or Americanised spellings I didn't catch in each book. Maybe fewer, maybe more depending on the length of the volume. So the formatting on both my blog and The Guild leaves much to be desired. Spacing between paragraphs is too much on mine, and lack of paragraph indentations on some stories on The Guild.
As I said before, DEAL WITH IT. If you're that nit-picky, copy paste it onto your private file, and fix it yourself. I already said that, probably more than once. It's OK. I don't care. I'm NON-PROFIT! I have everything I need, and no use for more. Having grown up in a barter economy, I don't think highly of a monetary economy anyway. It's a good way to control people more than they should be controlled, and it obviously doesn't work very well. Hey! Look at the news reports. And the U.S. government does its best to make alternatives inconvenient, like technically taxing barter? But if no money is involved, how do you tax that? Mail them 5 carrots, or what?
I am getting a perverse pleasure from seeing the system crash. The mullethead is absolutely manic over it. It lives for news stories on economic collapses. It even thinks George Soros is a package deal due to the help he is giving to the implosion of the system, not to mention his progressive stance on some social issues like gay rights, feminism and shoite like that.
I can't argue with that.
Now, I think I'm going to go. I have my mentor standing behind me, whispering about some Darjeeling steeping in the kitchen. How can I turn that down?
Then I'll actually go to bed for a few more hours. Something formerly unheard of, but hey! No more equines to feed and groom, stables to muck out, and all that. But I may just dream of them.
A Little Paradise On Earth
To lie there in relative silence, in bed with the mullethead restin' 'its' head in the crook of my arm with my arm around her, my mentor to the other side of me with his arm around my waist. No conversation needed. The love was obvious.
In three days I was going HOME. Not only would I see the beloved equines and cats, I'd be able to put all this in proper perspective, and find out why I wanted to come here so badly in the first place, if we excuse me for repeating myself. But would I remember when I came back for the Beltane celebration?
Stuff our faces, and me gettin' my brains screwed out. That's what I get for bein' Celtic. No complaints, though.
But I think I actually valued the platonic closeness more. It was a Hell of a lot less distractin' as for what we actually felt FOR each other.
One and a half days with no blog posts. Then I may post my last blog to say good-bye, or I may come back for I have no idea how long. No later that February 1, 2012, but probably not that long. There is no way in Niflheim I'm stayin' past the publication of 'Closure' on The Guild.
In three days I was going HOME. Not only would I see the beloved equines and cats, I'd be able to put all this in proper perspective, and find out why I wanted to come here so badly in the first place, if we excuse me for repeating myself. But would I remember when I came back for the Beltane celebration?
Stuff our faces, and me gettin' my brains screwed out. That's what I get for bein' Celtic. No complaints, though.
But I think I actually valued the platonic closeness more. It was a Hell of a lot less distractin' as for what we actually felt FOR each other.
One and a half days with no blog posts. Then I may post my last blog to say good-bye, or I may come back for I have no idea how long. No later that February 1, 2012, but probably not that long. There is no way in Niflheim I'm stayin' past the publication of 'Closure' on The Guild.
Another Why Me?
The mullethead and I ran to town. We went to a cafe for a couple of hazelnut lattes. They had one dude sittin' at a table, and that was it. So of course the mullethead just HAS to say, "I hate my job. When I do envelope extraction, I get carpal tunnel, when I do photocopy, I get a very, VERY sore neck. I swear, I do declare, the only reason I SHOULD have a sore neck like that if I spent six hours in the company of this here sausage casin'," as she pointed at me. A job she had a YEAR before I took her in???????????
The dude was starin' at us, strugglin' not to laugh, and the rather pretty barista looks at the mullethead with a wink, and says, "Sausage casing, huh? I can sympathise. And your order?"
I about DIED!!!!!!! I also got even. "We'll have two large hazelnut lattes with triple syrup, and one vibrator. I mean, six hours? I don't theeeeenk so!!!!!!!!"
I think I'll stop this post while I WAS still ahead. What I will say, is by the time the mullethead and I were done with each other, both the guy at the table and the barista were virtually rollin' on the floor.
But hey! At least the mullethead DID make it up to me. (Heh-heh-heh.)
The dude was starin' at us, strugglin' not to laugh, and the rather pretty barista looks at the mullethead with a wink, and says, "Sausage casing, huh? I can sympathise. And your order?"
I about DIED!!!!!!! I also got even. "We'll have two large hazelnut lattes with triple syrup, and one vibrator. I mean, six hours? I don't theeeeenk so!!!!!!!!"
I think I'll stop this post while I WAS still ahead. What I will say, is by the time the mullethead and I were done with each other, both the guy at the table and the barista were virtually rollin' on the floor.
But hey! At least the mullethead DID make it up to me. (Heh-heh-heh.)
THIS WON'T HAPPEN, BUT. . .A CONCEPTUAL TAX REVOLT
Wouldn't it be hilarious if everyone who owed payed their entire tax bill minus 1 cent? How much is it gonna cost bill all those people for 1 cent? And of course, they would.
Government intelligence at its finest.
Oh well. In my dreams. . .again.
Then y'all make yer checks out to 'THE INFERNAL REVENUE SERVICE'. It would be overstamped, but hey!
On the other hand, their days do seem to be numbered. Along with the rest of the economy, and the socially inconvenient systems in operation. Oh yes. Not to mention the lives of a goodly percentage of the population.
But again. No worries. Life is over-rated anyway.
Government intelligence at its finest.
Oh well. In my dreams. . .again.
Then y'all make yer checks out to 'THE INFERNAL REVENUE SERVICE'. It would be overstamped, but hey!
On the other hand, their days do seem to be numbered. Along with the rest of the economy, and the socially inconvenient systems in operation. Oh yes. Not to mention the lives of a goodly percentage of the population.
But again. No worries. Life is over-rated anyway.
I'm Back-----32 Hours Later From Take-Off
I'm staying a while, but I will NOT see 2012 as I am. I can't remember everything, but there are some memories I held on to like a barnacle to a ship. The garden. What I wrote about in the story set doesn't do it justice. It's real, though. I miss it already.
I am not here for myself. I am here in part to help vindicate another in her own mind. Also, to stand by her as she sees what she's always wanted to see, for she has done for me what very few would, and it was and still is very important to me. My one of two loves who I am chained to throughout the rest of eternity. I can also go home again on my own now, without my mentor's help. I'm a little less compromised. A little.
The mullethead had rechanged the sheets that were just changed a couple of days ago, and had sprayed them with attar of roses. My harness, boots, dress socks, torc, and all my leather were neatly on the bed when I got home. 'It' had also run to town and spent what must have been a couple hundred dollars on East Indian food, including 4 litres of mango lassi. 'It' told me the food had been in the refrigerator for a couple of hours.
Though for the fact I would miss our animal companions, things were going to be all right. I'd visit them perhaps once a week, out of time.
Everything was. . .as it was supposed to be.
I am not here for myself. I am here in part to help vindicate another in her own mind. Also, to stand by her as she sees what she's always wanted to see, for she has done for me what very few would, and it was and still is very important to me. My one of two loves who I am chained to throughout the rest of eternity. I can also go home again on my own now, without my mentor's help. I'm a little less compromised. A little.
The mullethead had rechanged the sheets that were just changed a couple of days ago, and had sprayed them with attar of roses. My harness, boots, dress socks, torc, and all my leather were neatly on the bed when I got home. 'It' had also run to town and spent what must have been a couple hundred dollars on East Indian food, including 4 litres of mango lassi. 'It' told me the food had been in the refrigerator for a couple of hours.
Though for the fact I would miss our animal companions, things were going to be all right. I'd visit them perhaps once a week, out of time.
Everything was. . .as it was supposed to be.
The Night Was Mine
Hey! It's Beltane Eve! Let's get started early!
Sure. I got my hair so delicately brushed out, I got stroked, oiled, taken to frustration's edge, let go, got put through it again, then the mullethead asked for help. . .from my mentor.
I'm surprised I survived. Nothing new. Just more drawn out, and more intense. And I was told it was going to happen again, starting in the late afternoon.
Do I look forward to it, or do I run like Hell to the next town before anyone gets up, and not come home again until tomorrow?
Oh, hey! I'll stay. And I'll get even another day. ;^)
Sure. I got my hair so delicately brushed out, I got stroked, oiled, taken to frustration's edge, let go, got put through it again, then the mullethead asked for help. . .from my mentor.
I'm surprised I survived. Nothing new. Just more drawn out, and more intense. And I was told it was going to happen again, starting in the late afternoon.
Do I look forward to it, or do I run like Hell to the next town before anyone gets up, and not come home again until tomorrow?
Oh, hey! I'll stay. And I'll get even another day. ;^)
Nice Cool Day
We'd be eating East Indian leftovers for the rest of the day, and it looked like we'd have a wee left over for tomorrow. We didn't have much to do, I was feeling artistically dead, none of us felt like enjoying the great outdoors, so we ended up talking about the fecked up state of the world over tea, with the mullethead eventually dragging me off for one additional, rare, wild, crude, unimaginative shagging for the sake of what day it was.
Ye gods, and I was going to get plastered by her. . .uh. . .'it' again, tonight.
Oh well.
Tomorrow, we planned on going for a long run-walk out back.
It was a trip on how little work there was to do now. So much more time to just kick back and think. It was nice, but I would have preferred the equines and the cats here.
On the other hand, I knew we'd all be Home for good in under 8 months. Then we'd all be free of this realm for good in every which way possible. And the one of us with the most issues, would be at peace. So would I, for that matter.
Ye gods, and I was going to get plastered by her. . .uh. . .'it' again, tonight.
Oh well.
Tomorrow, we planned on going for a long run-walk out back.
It was a trip on how little work there was to do now. So much more time to just kick back and think. It was nice, but I would have preferred the equines and the cats here.
On the other hand, I knew we'd all be Home for good in under 8 months. Then we'd all be free of this realm for good in every which way possible. And the one of us with the most issues, would be at peace. So would I, for that matter.
Beltane Hath Come And Gone
Well, I'm still 'alive'. A day to be delicately tortured twice to the extent that I was screaming for them to let me go, and run down in sheer exhaustion once. I'm rather glad I won't see another one, despite how good it felt. After all, we are familiar with the term 'supersaturated' are we not?
Hopefully Volume #7 will be up in a week and a half. It should be, based on past experience. Or two weeks at the latest. Not bad. Then eight volumes to go.
Things in Japan are getting worse, and then there's the tornado hitting the Brown's Ferry nuclear plant on the Tennessee River.
They're finally admitting to Osama Bin Laden being dead, though he has been dead for a while. A nice new distraction in the news to keep the minds of the 'sheeple' off the real issues.
Now, I think I'll make myself a cup of Darjeeling, sit outside with it on the statistically warm night, then go to bed. . .hopefully to SLEEP!!!!!!
Hopefully Volume #7 will be up in a week and a half. It should be, based on past experience. Or two weeks at the latest. Not bad. Then eight volumes to go.
Things in Japan are getting worse, and then there's the tornado hitting the Brown's Ferry nuclear plant on the Tennessee River.
They're finally admitting to Osama Bin Laden being dead, though he has been dead for a while. A nice new distraction in the news to keep the minds of the 'sheeple' off the real issues.
Now, I think I'll make myself a cup of Darjeeling, sit outside with it on the statistically warm night, then go to bed. . .hopefully to SLEEP!!!!!!
Couldn't Sleep
I took a five kilometre run down the road, spent some time in the empty paddock, took one of those long showers where I ended up sitting in the full tub with the shower water still running on me, and YES I FILLED THE DAMN THING WITH ROSE BUBBLE BATH!!!!!!!!
I got into a pair of skivvies, cut-offs, had some more tay with a couple of crumpets topped with hazelnut butter and apple butter, spent a few moments on the verandah with another cup of tay, now here I sit, in front of the computer.
At least I had peace of mind, though I did wish I had a cat in my lap. The black was in bed. He was going to be taken Home this Thursday, my mentor had told me. No more animals here. It wasn't fair to keep them here with the way things were going.
They were out of time. They wouldn't miss us. And with less than eight months to go, I could put up with it, despite the fact time would seem to be going a little more slowly due to the lessening of the work load.
I've also been sitting on an unfinished poem for several weeks. I'm not sure I'll ever finish it. I don't even know if I'll write any more at this stage in the game. Of course I could feel different tomorrow, but right now. . .I'm thinking of the garden back Home, right now. I'm thinking of riding through my former way station that is NOT going to be in operation after I get back.
I'm thinking of letting go of the past. Burying it. Just moving on with the ones I love, and leaving it all behind. . .when the time comes.
I'll talk it over with my. . .mentor. . .now, considering he just walked through the door.
G-bye.
I got into a pair of skivvies, cut-offs, had some more tay with a couple of crumpets topped with hazelnut butter and apple butter, spent a few moments on the verandah with another cup of tay, now here I sit, in front of the computer.
At least I had peace of mind, though I did wish I had a cat in my lap. The black was in bed. He was going to be taken Home this Thursday, my mentor had told me. No more animals here. It wasn't fair to keep them here with the way things were going.
They were out of time. They wouldn't miss us. And with less than eight months to go, I could put up with it, despite the fact time would seem to be going a little more slowly due to the lessening of the work load.
I've also been sitting on an unfinished poem for several weeks. I'm not sure I'll ever finish it. I don't even know if I'll write any more at this stage in the game. Of course I could feel different tomorrow, but right now. . .I'm thinking of the garden back Home, right now. I'm thinking of riding through my former way station that is NOT going to be in operation after I get back.
I'm thinking of letting go of the past. Burying it. Just moving on with the ones I love, and leaving it all behind. . .when the time comes.
I'll talk it over with my. . .mentor. . .now, considering he just walked through the door.
G-bye.
I Wonder How Long The Soy Farmers Live??????
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/earth/earthnews/8391748/GM-soy-The-invisible-ingredient-poisoning-children.html
I also wonder how long before the cancer starts hittin' the TSA goons.
Yesterday ain't soon enough.
I also wonder how long before the cancer starts hittin' the TSA goons.
Yesterday ain't soon enough.
Bin Laden Died About A Decade Ago
And now they're finally admitting the guy is no longer here, but they say they just killed him. And of course a lot of people will believe the 'official' story. Uh huh! If they remember the originl photos, this 'imposter' doesn't even LOOK like Bin Laden. Same with the stand in for Saddam Hussein, who'd also been dead a while before they 'executed' him.
http://whatreallyhappened.com/WRHARTICLES/osama_dead.php
And so many fell for it.
I give up.
Oh, and here's another critical link on this psi-op trash:
http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2011/may/02/osama-bin-laden-photo-fake?CMP=twt_fd
http://whatreallyhappened.com/WRHARTICLES/osama_dead.php
And so many fell for it.
I give up.
Oh, and here's another critical link on this psi-op trash:
http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2011/may/02/osama-bin-laden-photo-fake?CMP=twt_fd
No More Oil? We Shall See!
http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=203667
I like this guy. So does the mullethead, and of course, my mentor. I'd take him on even after I was retired.
I like this guy. So does the mullethead, and of course, my mentor. I'd take him on even after I was retired.
I Actually Slept In
It was nice. I got the middle. Being snuggled between my mentor and the mullethead was sweet.
On the other hand they days are getting longer, and I don't like wasting the night that I so love, but hey.
It was quite cold now. It was also raining. Later, I planned to go for a short run out back, barefoot in the grass when the temperature hit the highs. As I said before, I liked doing that; but the cold didn't make it such a pleasant experience. I wished I could do it now, but lack of light and it being just a couple of degrees above freezing didn't do me for the experience.
On the other hand, I wake to fine the Birds Point levee has just been blown up. What a mess. Screw up a bunch of farmland during times of food shortage to save a hick town. Depopulation agenda, anyone? Then again, the mullethead will ask if this is a bad thing. Well, considering how many believe Osama Bin Laden was just killed, and how many believe the official 9/11 story, maybe not. Bring these deluded folks back into the realm of TRUTH, huh? So many people are just determined to live with their heads up their arses, it blows me away. I suppose it's some sort of comfort zone. Quite frankly, I'm not THAT limber, so I think I'll pass.
I can't say I have any respect for the concept of preferring illusion to truth.
Odd thing to say from someone who doesn't exist, though; eh????????
On the other hand they days are getting longer, and I don't like wasting the night that I so love, but hey.
It was quite cold now. It was also raining. Later, I planned to go for a short run out back, barefoot in the grass when the temperature hit the highs. As I said before, I liked doing that; but the cold didn't make it such a pleasant experience. I wished I could do it now, but lack of light and it being just a couple of degrees above freezing didn't do me for the experience.
On the other hand, I wake to fine the Birds Point levee has just been blown up. What a mess. Screw up a bunch of farmland during times of food shortage to save a hick town. Depopulation agenda, anyone? Then again, the mullethead will ask if this is a bad thing. Well, considering how many believe Osama Bin Laden was just killed, and how many believe the official 9/11 story, maybe not. Bring these deluded folks back into the realm of TRUTH, huh? So many people are just determined to live with their heads up their arses, it blows me away. I suppose it's some sort of comfort zone. Quite frankly, I'm not THAT limber, so I think I'll pass.
I can't say I have any respect for the concept of preferring illusion to truth.
Odd thing to say from someone who doesn't exist, though; eh????????
Glad We Ain't On The Tennessee River
Mullethead, morbid, misanthropic mullethead. "HEY! IF THE NEW MADRID FAULT GOES OFF, LET'S GO TO TOWN THAT NIGHT TO CELEBRATE! IF THE PACIFIC RIM GOES OFF, LET'S GO TO TOWN TWICE THAT DAY!!!!!!"
Uh. if the Pacific Rim goes off, THERE MIGHT NOT BE A TOWN LEFT, YA BLEEMIN' NEEP NODDLE!!!
Uh. if the Pacific Rim goes off, THERE MIGHT NOT BE A TOWN LEFT, YA BLEEMIN' NEEP NODDLE!!!
I Have Come To The Conclusion
I can't stand vain, vacuous, airheads. They may be nice to look at, but I wouldn't want to 'own' one. I wouldn't trade my intellectual rebel in for anyone, as far as the mullethead is concerned. I wouldn't trade my mentor in, either. He's yet to be unable to answer my questions. Unwilling, yes; but NOT unable. After all, there are things I am not yet supposed to know. And I must admit, though I don't innately lean in that direction, he is HOT for a. . .um. . .sausage casing. In reality, he's the only lad I'd relate to nonplatonically, but some things over-ride gender, OK? Not to mention it's kind of fun playing every role in the book. Some times you feel like a bitch, some times you don't, ya know?
Such is life, or my simulacrum of it.
Speaking of the mullethead, it also wonders what's the ultimate importance of Physical Existence, considering how many lives some of us live, and all we take with us are memories.
Well, some of us. Those who had their slaves, animals, and other 'belongings' buried with them did have the Etheric counterparts of those items with them when they transferred, but unless there was a close relationship with those 'killed' for the sake of accompanying the esteemed one, they would find all buried with them of little use very shortly; if they had half a brain.
Such is life, or my simulacrum of it.
Speaking of the mullethead, it also wonders what's the ultimate importance of Physical Existence, considering how many lives some of us live, and all we take with us are memories.
Well, some of us. Those who had their slaves, animals, and other 'belongings' buried with them did have the Etheric counterparts of those items with them when they transferred, but unless there was a close relationship with those 'killed' for the sake of accompanying the esteemed one, they would find all buried with them of little use very shortly; if they had half a brain.
Ye Gods, I Could Just Die
Two days after the mullethead makes that joke about oil not going down again, it crashes to under $100.00 a barrel. It's been a while since I laughed so hard, and when I told 'it', 'it' simply stated it's not a known psychic, and has a poor track record, so don't bother it.
Hey Mullethead! How's about some more obnoxious jokes if the world is gonna react via reverse psychology? Joke about WW III starting, or Japan sinking into the ocean like Cayce predicted. Maybe you can stop it from happening!
Yeah, riiiiiiight.
(Real time is 5/5/11, 2:22 PST, USA.)
Hey Mullethead! How's about some more obnoxious jokes if the world is gonna react via reverse psychology? Joke about WW III starting, or Japan sinking into the ocean like Cayce predicted. Maybe you can stop it from happening!
Yeah, riiiiiiight.
(Real time is 5/5/11, 2:22 PST, USA.)
So Easy To Find Someone These Days. Anyone!
Sometimes all you have to do is type their name into a search engine. If you know what state they are in, you can sometimes even find the exact address. If you pay for the search, which I will not, you WILL have that address.
Is anyone safe? Who needs a P.I. anymore?
Hence vengeance is better off private, sometimes. Especially when the 'victim' has been immortalised in literature or 'non-commercial' song.
Heh-heh-heh.
Is anyone safe? Who needs a P.I. anymore?
Hence vengeance is better off private, sometimes. Especially when the 'victim' has been immortalised in literature or 'non-commercial' song.
Heh-heh-heh.
Passing Time
Was outside for a while. There's a few clouds, and I stared at the stars for a while. I'd had a cup of cocoa with me, though I'd finished the whipped cream before I got outside.
I was just waiting. Waiting in a very hedonistic fashion. Lot's of fun, maybe fifteen hours a week of having to do actual work. That included cooking a couple of meals here and there, doing the dishes, cleaning up after myself, and helping with the shopping.
The three of us were going to take more runs and walks together. The mullethead was also planning on taking more runs alone.
All the discretionary time was nice, but it could have been nicer.
I/we could be back home. . .OUT of time.
I wanted to hear the water washing up on the shore or rocky cliffs. I wanted to ride my beloved equine master along the sandy beaches. I wanted to escape the long days by being able to retreat into the dark halls of my REAL home that I had manifested in the previous age of this world, if time had existed for me.
Oh Hell! I'm going down, lighting the fireplace, putting on a tay kettle, and just get lost in my thoughts.
Damn, I wish we had a cat still living here!
I could have seduced some of the local wildlife, but that wouldn't have been very nice. After all, we were leaving before the end of the year, so why get something attached to you if you were destined to desert it?
I was just waiting. Waiting in a very hedonistic fashion. Lot's of fun, maybe fifteen hours a week of having to do actual work. That included cooking a couple of meals here and there, doing the dishes, cleaning up after myself, and helping with the shopping.
The three of us were going to take more runs and walks together. The mullethead was also planning on taking more runs alone.
All the discretionary time was nice, but it could have been nicer.
I/we could be back home. . .OUT of time.
I wanted to hear the water washing up on the shore or rocky cliffs. I wanted to ride my beloved equine master along the sandy beaches. I wanted to escape the long days by being able to retreat into the dark halls of my REAL home that I had manifested in the previous age of this world, if time had existed for me.
Oh Hell! I'm going down, lighting the fireplace, putting on a tay kettle, and just get lost in my thoughts.
Damn, I wish we had a cat still living here!
I could have seduced some of the local wildlife, but that wouldn't have been very nice. After all, we were leaving before the end of the year, so why get something attached to you if you were destined to desert it?
OK, Maybe I'm NOT Technically A Metro
I don't do anything to look the way I do. I don't shave, I definitely don't get total body waxes because I don't have to, the eyebrows are what they are because that's how they grew, and I thinned them once. I came here with my Etheric look as frozen as it was on the Etheric plane. No roots. I look like I put a lot of work into myself, but I don't. I just am what I am. If I had to work for my look, I wouldn't. I have better things to do. I also spend very little time looking in the mirror. What's the point? Half the time I don't even check to see if the hair's evenly brushed, depending on my mood.
I also don't shop around. I've got who I've got, and want no one else. The three of us ended up together due to common goals, and we just clicked as far as personality went, though it's hard to tell, some times. Especially with the morbid mullethead. But 'it' pretends to be a lot worse than it is, so most of 'its' 'the only good child is a cooked child' humour isn't real.
At least not to my knowledge. We've never had a sprog served to us in a casserole dish. And when I point that out, the mullethead always says, "Yet!!!!!!!!!!!"
Whatever. Ain't gonna happen.
I also don't shop around. I've got who I've got, and want no one else. The three of us ended up together due to common goals, and we just clicked as far as personality went, though it's hard to tell, some times. Especially with the morbid mullethead. But 'it' pretends to be a lot worse than it is, so most of 'its' 'the only good child is a cooked child' humour isn't real.
At least not to my knowledge. We've never had a sprog served to us in a casserole dish. And when I point that out, the mullethead always says, "Yet!!!!!!!!!!!"
Whatever. Ain't gonna happen.
I'm Beginning To Wonder
Do I have anything left to say? Words of wisdom, and such? Everything I say, someone else has said before, so why should I bother? The muse for literary art has deserted me for a while. Will she come back?!
Sure, I post political shoite, but you can read that yourselves.
I've provided the link before, but here's BlackListedNews, which is fine in its own right, and it has every bleedin' link you can possibly hope for, as far as alternative media is concerned:
http://www.blacklistednews.com/
I AM SAYING NOTHING NEW. MY PHILOSOPHIES ARE AS ANCIENT AS TIME ITSELF, AND I READ PERHAPS MORE AND ADOPTED THEM, AS I CAME UP ON MY OWN, NOT THAT THEY WEREN'T THERE ORIGINALLY!!!!
So will the remainder of my blog be pointless blatherings on various daily activities? No point in reading that. Yes, I AM a tay addict, yes we still clean the house on Thursday and go out to eat and shop after, yes the mullethead still mows the lawn on Sunday, weather permitting, or as soon as weather does permit, I run every couple of days, sometimes by myself, sometimes not, and as of late the mullethead has gotten more dedicated in the sport as well. We often sit by the fire with tay or hot chocolate, or on the verandah with same, having cool talks about what's wrong with life, people, and all that.
How many posts have I already made about that? Are we sick of them yet? Should I close the damn blog already, or should I keep it open to repeat things I can't believe I heard, like the mullethead telling a store clerk, "I see the high fuel prices and transportation costs of late finally triggered a price increase. Now I wonder, after fuel prices go down again; which isn't going to happen, will your prices go down to their previous levels, or will the profit margin just be raised?"
It went right over the head of the clerk who didn't get the subtle sarcasm regarding the pointlessness of the question, and she simply said, "I have no idea."
My mentor raised his left eyebrow, and I started laughing. . .I don't know if more over the comment, or over the cluelessness of the clerk, but hey.
As for if any reader of this doesn't get it, let me repeat it with a 'capital highlight':
"I see the high fuel prices and transportation costs of late finally triggered a price increase. Now I wonder, after fuel prices go down again; WHICH ISN'T GOING TO HAPPEN, will your prices go down to their previous levels, or will the profit margin just be raised?"
Oh, what is the point of keeping this blog going, anyway. Most of my readers of my literary art are on The Guild, hardly anyone comes here except for a couple of my old links to Oasis Magazine, which go straight to a poetry collection, and a couple of my short stories, not that the discription on Oasis is even accurate anymore, and no one pays attention to the fact that the start of the series is not the thing you landed on when you clicked that link. . .so is that stuff even read?
No, don't answer that. I don't exist, REMEMBER?
Sure, I post political shoite, but you can read that yourselves.
I've provided the link before, but here's BlackListedNews, which is fine in its own right, and it has every bleedin' link you can possibly hope for, as far as alternative media is concerned:
http://www.blacklistednews.com/
I AM SAYING NOTHING NEW. MY PHILOSOPHIES ARE AS ANCIENT AS TIME ITSELF, AND I READ PERHAPS MORE AND ADOPTED THEM, AS I CAME UP ON MY OWN, NOT THAT THEY WEREN'T THERE ORIGINALLY!!!!
So will the remainder of my blog be pointless blatherings on various daily activities? No point in reading that. Yes, I AM a tay addict, yes we still clean the house on Thursday and go out to eat and shop after, yes the mullethead still mows the lawn on Sunday, weather permitting, or as soon as weather does permit, I run every couple of days, sometimes by myself, sometimes not, and as of late the mullethead has gotten more dedicated in the sport as well. We often sit by the fire with tay or hot chocolate, or on the verandah with same, having cool talks about what's wrong with life, people, and all that.
How many posts have I already made about that? Are we sick of them yet? Should I close the damn blog already, or should I keep it open to repeat things I can't believe I heard, like the mullethead telling a store clerk, "I see the high fuel prices and transportation costs of late finally triggered a price increase. Now I wonder, after fuel prices go down again; which isn't going to happen, will your prices go down to their previous levels, or will the profit margin just be raised?"
It went right over the head of the clerk who didn't get the subtle sarcasm regarding the pointlessness of the question, and she simply said, "I have no idea."
My mentor raised his left eyebrow, and I started laughing. . .I don't know if more over the comment, or over the cluelessness of the clerk, but hey.
As for if any reader of this doesn't get it, let me repeat it with a 'capital highlight':
"I see the high fuel prices and transportation costs of late finally triggered a price increase. Now I wonder, after fuel prices go down again; WHICH ISN'T GOING TO HAPPEN, will your prices go down to their previous levels, or will the profit margin just be raised?"
Oh, what is the point of keeping this blog going, anyway. Most of my readers of my literary art are on The Guild, hardly anyone comes here except for a couple of my old links to Oasis Magazine, which go straight to a poetry collection, and a couple of my short stories, not that the discription on Oasis is even accurate anymore, and no one pays attention to the fact that the start of the series is not the thing you landed on when you clicked that link. . .so is that stuff even read?
No, don't answer that. I don't exist, REMEMBER?
Ye Gods, Am I THAT Bad Of A Writer??????
Hardly anyone goes past Volume #1, not that I can even tell if they do more than give Volume #1 a cursory glance, here.
Oh well. At least I'm getting readers on The Guild. Listeners too, considering it's on audio there.
If ya don't wanna read my bogus, wacky (non) autobiography which does have a few elements of truth here and there, but would rather listen to a computer generated audio file with various mispronunciations and a voice that sounds nothing like mine, here's the link:
http://www.gothicguild.org/index.php/audiobooks
Unfortunately, as I post this, the best part. . .the short stories are not yet on The Guild, but they are here! Volumes #11 through #14. I've never gotten a bad review! I swear!
11) http://uimidir1.blogspot.com/?zx=918cc8a92497e22a
(The Gate Keepers’ Archives #1)
12) http://uimidir.blogspot.com/?zx=45b11f5b45d77563
(The Gate Keepers’ Archives #2)
13) http://gatekeepersarchives3.blogspot.com/?zx=570f38cd16bf2f32
(The Gate Keepers’ Archives #3)
14) http://thegatekeepersarchives4.blogspot.com/?zx=d280895b745d8095
(The Gate Keepers’ Archives #4)
But you won't know the characters off hand if you start from the short stories.
Oh well. All is there, in its imperfect glory for those who are into socially iconoclastic literature.
Oh well. At least I'm getting readers on The Guild. Listeners too, considering it's on audio there.
If ya don't wanna read my bogus, wacky (non) autobiography which does have a few elements of truth here and there, but would rather listen to a computer generated audio file with various mispronunciations and a voice that sounds nothing like mine, here's the link:
http://www.gothicguild.org/index.php/audiobooks
Unfortunately, as I post this, the best part. . .the short stories are not yet on The Guild, but they are here! Volumes #11 through #14. I've never gotten a bad review! I swear!
11) http://uimidir1.blogspot.com/?zx=918cc8a92497e22a
(The Gate Keepers’ Archives #1)
12) http://uimidir.blogspot.com/?zx=45b11f5b45d77563
(The Gate Keepers’ Archives #2)
13) http://gatekeepersarchives3.blogspot.com/?zx=570f38cd16bf2f32
(The Gate Keepers’ Archives #3)
14) http://thegatekeepersarchives4.blogspot.com/?zx=d280895b745d8095
(The Gate Keepers’ Archives #4)
But you won't know the characters off hand if you start from the short stories.
Oh well. All is there, in its imperfect glory for those who are into socially iconoclastic literature.
Spring Is Here
It is incredibly beautiful out. The wildflowers are out, the trees are in bloom, and how nice to just stand outside and inhale. The temperature is also nice right now, though it is in the middle of the night. I just came back from a walk around the house.
But I still prefer fall and winter.
On the other hand, I will be able to take those unshod walks and runs in the grass very soon.
But I still prefer fall and winter.
On the other hand, I will be able to take those unshod walks and runs in the grass very soon.
Breakfast Of Champions
Twinnings black current tay, and. . .malted milk balls. Not the 'Whoppers' crap, but REAL, HUGE, mouthful, all natural ingredient malted milk balls. I swear they were about as addictive as hazelnut chocolate.
When I put together the real breakfast this morning, I don't think I was going to make anything for myself. I'd actually spoiled my appetite. I would join the others over more tay, of course. The morning banter was just too much to miss. Gods, there was so much less work to do with the equines gone, I couldn't believe it. They were at least thrice as labour intensive as the rest of us. Especially when it came to when we cooked something for them.
Our own fault. Most don't cook veggie soups, or hot cereals for their horses or ponies several times a week. As for giving them fresh fruit salads, most wouldn't think of it, but we knew better.
The human race owed everything to the horse. The ancient Irish knew that. So did the Scythians. ;^)
When I put together the real breakfast this morning, I don't think I was going to make anything for myself. I'd actually spoiled my appetite. I would join the others over more tay, of course. The morning banter was just too much to miss. Gods, there was so much less work to do with the equines gone, I couldn't believe it. They were at least thrice as labour intensive as the rest of us. Especially when it came to when we cooked something for them.
Our own fault. Most don't cook veggie soups, or hot cereals for their horses or ponies several times a week. As for giving them fresh fruit salads, most wouldn't think of it, but we knew better.
The human race owed everything to the horse. The ancient Irish knew that. So did the Scythians. ;^)
Israel-The New Khazaria
http://www.reformation.org/khazaria.html
A historical outlook. Time is drawing to a close for both the New Khazaria, AND the last vestiges of Rome. U.S., UK, and all that. And why is the worst of all, Vatican City hardly making the news?
Then again, for the world to live, all 4 of those nations I mentioned must die. Who has done more long term damage?
ALERIC, I WILL DEFINITELY HUNT YOU DOWN, TURN MYSELF INTO A LEOPARD AND LICK YOUR NOSE FOR LETTING ROME OFF SO EASY; AS SOON AS I GET BACK HOME AGAIN!!!!!!!!!
That is a common mullethead threat, but I think I'll go by it for just this one case.
A historical outlook. Time is drawing to a close for both the New Khazaria, AND the last vestiges of Rome. U.S., UK, and all that. And why is the worst of all, Vatican City hardly making the news?
Then again, for the world to live, all 4 of those nations I mentioned must die. Who has done more long term damage?
ALERIC, I WILL DEFINITELY HUNT YOU DOWN, TURN MYSELF INTO A LEOPARD AND LICK YOUR NOSE FOR LETTING ROME OFF SO EASY; AS SOON AS I GET BACK HOME AGAIN!!!!!!!!!
That is a common mullethead threat, but I think I'll go by it for just this one case.
A Concept
To just start again. Walk away from the past, and cut it off completely. Leave everything behind. Don't think about it, don't look anything up, just walk away like it never existed. Start fresh as if you were just born again.
Is it bad to do this, good, neutral?
After all, do we owe ourselves to anyone or anything other than ourselves in the grand scheme of things? Are we born to be obligated? ARE WE BORN TO BE A SLAVE TO ANYTHING OTHER THAN OURSELVES????????
My, the conversations we come up with sitting in front of the fire with our tay or hot cocoa!
And these questions are justification for what??????!!!!!!!!
Is it bad to do this, good, neutral?
After all, do we owe ourselves to anyone or anything other than ourselves in the grand scheme of things? Are we born to be obligated? ARE WE BORN TO BE A SLAVE TO ANYTHING OTHER THAN OURSELVES????????
My, the conversations we come up with sitting in front of the fire with our tay or hot cocoa!
And these questions are justification for what??????!!!!!!!!
Is This Real? Half Of Detroit Can't Read?
http://www.blacklistednews.com/Report%3A_Nearly_Half_Of_Detroiters_Can’t_Read/13782/0/0/0/Y/M.html
If it is true, the mullethead thinks that perhaps the illiterate might make good little crackers to be topped with pâté and cheese.
Then my mentor says, "Crackers? Only if they're white. I think that's the general consensus definition."
I couldn't think of a come back.
We are NOT politically correct in these part.
If it is true, the mullethead thinks that perhaps the illiterate might make good little crackers to be topped with pâté and cheese.
Then my mentor says, "Crackers? Only if they're white. I think that's the general consensus definition."
I couldn't think of a come back.
We are NOT politically correct in these part.
Cooler Weather Is Hangin' On In These Parts
I must admit we are lovin' it. More snugglin' in front of the fireplace, tay parties in the kitchen, philosophical discussions up the yin yang. We were going on more runs together, with mullethead setting the pace. If there was time, in a couple of years of this more intense training, the mullethead might have been able to be a challenge to Flo-Jo, if she were still alive. Gods, what a lady that one was, and still is. . .somewhere else.
We were debating ealier whether we should go out back, or run to town later. We were leaning to out back. Especially after my mentor said he'd make us a gourmet meal all by himself after we got back. He was the best chef of the lot of us.
Now, the news was painfully slow, and I was not in the mood for anything that took much thought, so I guess I'll get up, and get my arse down stairs.
Hopefully my Volume #7 will be up on The Guild this Wednesday.
We were debating ealier whether we should go out back, or run to town later. We were leaning to out back. Especially after my mentor said he'd make us a gourmet meal all by himself after we got back. He was the best chef of the lot of us.
Now, the news was painfully slow, and I was not in the mood for anything that took much thought, so I guess I'll get up, and get my arse down stairs.
Hopefully my Volume #7 will be up on The Guild this Wednesday.
The Longer I Am Here, The More I Shake My Head
Gods, all the stories people believe. And with the chronically changing stories about the killing of a man who died almost 10 years ago, AND SOME OF YOU STILL FOLLOW THE MAINSTREAM MEDIA????????!!!!!!!
Oh well. I suppose it is not my problem. I will NOT see January 1, 2012 in this realm. Then I will wash my hands of the past, and never look back.
Though for being in my gilded cage with all my requirements, comforts, and so much more provided for, I am not really that happy. Everything is a distraction for what's really important to me, that I cannot have here. I feel the void the most when we're on our walks, and I talk about it a lot, but nothing ever gets solved as far as my inner peace goes.
Hey! I am a fish out of water, all right?
I most certainly hope my 8th volume goes up tomorrow. Seven down, eight to go. Eight months. If I were still playing the time game, which I suppose I am in my mind to a degree since I'm still thinking about it, I suppose I'd make my next theoretical date of departure January 15, 2012; but that's all just a stupid little leftover virtual obsession, I suppose. I'd have an exact date with no month leeway, since I haven't needed it yet, and time really is drawing to a close, so. . .
So much happening, news so slow, so much not reported ANYWHERE! I miss being able to know all I want to know in truth, and in an instant. I miss a few other things too, but I don't think this shallow race of mortal flotsam would see my angle on it all.
Oh well. I suppose it is not my problem. I will NOT see January 1, 2012 in this realm. Then I will wash my hands of the past, and never look back.
Though for being in my gilded cage with all my requirements, comforts, and so much more provided for, I am not really that happy. Everything is a distraction for what's really important to me, that I cannot have here. I feel the void the most when we're on our walks, and I talk about it a lot, but nothing ever gets solved as far as my inner peace goes.
Hey! I am a fish out of water, all right?
I most certainly hope my 8th volume goes up tomorrow. Seven down, eight to go. Eight months. If I were still playing the time game, which I suppose I am in my mind to a degree since I'm still thinking about it, I suppose I'd make my next theoretical date of departure January 15, 2012; but that's all just a stupid little leftover virtual obsession, I suppose. I'd have an exact date with no month leeway, since I haven't needed it yet, and time really is drawing to a close, so. . .
So much happening, news so slow, so much not reported ANYWHERE! I miss being able to know all I want to know in truth, and in an instant. I miss a few other things too, but I don't think this shallow race of mortal flotsam would see my angle on it all.
A List Of Torture Devices
http://www.occasionalhell.com/infdevice/detail.php?recordID=Spanish%20Donkey
Have fun with the list on the left. Now aren't you glad I'm here to post this sort of thang? Now you have more trivia with which to impress the natives, and more stuff to talk about in intimage restaurants.
THANK YOU, MULLETHEAD!!!!!!!!!!
(Gods, where would I be without that morbid. . .WHATEVER the Hell it is?!!!!!!)
Have fun with the list on the left. Now aren't you glad I'm here to post this sort of thang? Now you have more trivia with which to impress the natives, and more stuff to talk about in intimage restaurants.
THANK YOU, MULLETHEAD!!!!!!!!!!
(Gods, where would I be without that morbid. . .WHATEVER the Hell it is?!!!!!!)
So. . .How Long Will THIS Video Stay Around
http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=204250
It tells the truth on why nations fail. CORRUPTION! AND LIKE THE LINK SAYS ON RUMORMILLNEWS, THE MAIN STREAM MEDIA IS TOO CHOOK SHOITED TO ALLOW IT ON THE AIR!
FECK 'EM. WITH AN UNGREASED PHONE POLE. RECALL THE GOVERNMENT, AND START AGAIN!!!!
It tells the truth on why nations fail. CORRUPTION! AND LIKE THE LINK SAYS ON RUMORMILLNEWS, THE MAIN STREAM MEDIA IS TOO CHOOK SHOITED TO ALLOW IT ON THE AIR!
FECK 'EM. WITH AN UNGREASED PHONE POLE. RECALL THE GOVERNMENT, AND START AGAIN!!!!
Wandering Minds Should Be. . .Oh, I Don't Know!!!!!
I swear, the mullethead is the strangest thing. The ideas 'it' comes up with.
Imagine! You have 24 weeks. You are not allowed to sleep at all the first week, then only an hour a day the second week, then two hours a day the third week. . .etc..
I think most would get a very bad headache, a few would commit suicide, and fewer still would make it through without too much of a problem, though I wouldn't want them doing surgery on me, if ya get my drift. I wouldn't want them behind the wheel of a car I was passingerisin', either.
Now why in the name of every deity in the pantheon would someone dwell on this, not to mention, HOW CAN THEY EVEN THINK OF IT IN THE FIRST PLACE??????!!!!!!!
And another question. WHY THE FECK DID I POST IT??????!!!!!!!
I dunno. I can't answer any of the questions I posted in this entry, and I wonder why anyone would even want to read it. In fact, I'm surprised I have any readers at all, though I really rather wished they read my story set, but hey! I'm gettin' new readers/listeners every day on The Gothic Writers Guild, so I'm cool. A few months ago, I would have been ecstatic over the hits, but now I'm kind of. . .apathetic? Detached? There's a fine line between the two, and I guess I just don't really care that much any more. I've got my eye on other things.
In a way I see that story set as somethin' that chains me to this world, but there is more that I will not now, perhaps not ever write about that has very little to do with that story set, proper. After all, it's not all about me; and I do NOT have the blessin's of the others involved to tell our tale.
Imagine! You have 24 weeks. You are not allowed to sleep at all the first week, then only an hour a day the second week, then two hours a day the third week. . .etc..
I think most would get a very bad headache, a few would commit suicide, and fewer still would make it through without too much of a problem, though I wouldn't want them doing surgery on me, if ya get my drift. I wouldn't want them behind the wheel of a car I was passingerisin', either.
Now why in the name of every deity in the pantheon would someone dwell on this, not to mention, HOW CAN THEY EVEN THINK OF IT IN THE FIRST PLACE??????!!!!!!!
And another question. WHY THE FECK DID I POST IT??????!!!!!!!
I dunno. I can't answer any of the questions I posted in this entry, and I wonder why anyone would even want to read it. In fact, I'm surprised I have any readers at all, though I really rather wished they read my story set, but hey! I'm gettin' new readers/listeners every day on The Gothic Writers Guild, so I'm cool. A few months ago, I would have been ecstatic over the hits, but now I'm kind of. . .apathetic? Detached? There's a fine line between the two, and I guess I just don't really care that much any more. I've got my eye on other things.
In a way I see that story set as somethin' that chains me to this world, but there is more that I will not now, perhaps not ever write about that has very little to do with that story set, proper. After all, it's not all about me; and I do NOT have the blessin's of the others involved to tell our tale.
This Kid Rocks: The American Hate Machine (Video)
http://www.activistpost.com/2011/05/american-hate-machine-video.html
He doesn't back down. Even the mullethead likes 'im, and 'it' usually avoids teenagers like the plague.
Good message. Do what's right, even though you are in the minority, and STICK WITH IT!!!!!!!
He doesn't back down. Even the mullethead likes 'im, and 'it' usually avoids teenagers like the plague.
Good message. Do what's right, even though you are in the minority, and STICK WITH IT!!!!!!!
Poo! 'Warren' Still Isn't Up On The Guild
Maybe this weekend. Then again, the school year is drawing to a close. Exams to take, term papers to finish up, and all that. My publisher will come through for me, though. That much I remember from when I was Home.
Oh well. At least it was raining. Now, off to make breakfast.
I missed cooking for the equines. It wouldn't happen after I got Home, though. I know what I wrote in the story set, but in reality we didn't eat. You didn't need to, and it was a classic waste of everything. A very unpragmatic activity.
But for now, in the place where I had to eat, I was in the mood for scrambled eggs with tons of butter, mushrooms, garlic and chives, grits made with half and half, butter, garlic powder and black pepper, crumpets with apple butter, and a side of fresh fruit salad.
I'd better get to work. I think I'd serve my two loves breakfast in bed. Of course I'd join them. Pineapple juice and Lady Grey tay to drink.
Oh well. At least it was raining. Now, off to make breakfast.
I missed cooking for the equines. It wouldn't happen after I got Home, though. I know what I wrote in the story set, but in reality we didn't eat. You didn't need to, and it was a classic waste of everything. A very unpragmatic activity.
But for now, in the place where I had to eat, I was in the mood for scrambled eggs with tons of butter, mushrooms, garlic and chives, grits made with half and half, butter, garlic powder and black pepper, crumpets with apple butter, and a side of fresh fruit salad.
I'd better get to work. I think I'd serve my two loves breakfast in bed. Of course I'd join them. Pineapple juice and Lady Grey tay to drink.
Have You Ever Seen Such Amazing Choreography In Your Life????
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NBWQCHb95rg
If I so much THREATEN to do this, please take a flame thrower to me. PLEEEEEEEEEEASE!!!!!
OK!!!!!!! I ADMIT IT!!!!!!! I LAUGHED MY ARSE OFF! HOW COULD I NOT???????!!!!!!!!!
(I also watched 'Hot Potato', then I just couldn't take it anymore.)
If I so much THREATEN to do this, please take a flame thrower to me. PLEEEEEEEEEEASE!!!!!
OK!!!!!!! I ADMIT IT!!!!!!! I LAUGHED MY ARSE OFF! HOW COULD I NOT???????!!!!!!!!!
(I also watched 'Hot Potato', then I just couldn't take it anymore.)
Why Am I Even Here?
Blogging, that is. It's not like I have anything pertinent to post. Just more day to day crap.
It's quite warm outside, by my standards. I got to run through the grasses unshod in a pair of cut-offs. That was fun, and we had lunch on the verandah. Spinach and mushrooms crêpes, an intricate salad with sesame oil and rice vinegar, lemonade, and an apple.
My book series is getting exposure on a new forum that my publisher set up.
http://forum.gothicguild.org/
Or more specifically:
http://forum.gothicguild.org/showthread.php?tid=1&pid=1#pid1
I'm not sure it'll make much of a difference, but whatever. I won't be posting on it. In fact I don't think I'll even join, considering I don't exist; though I will read it.
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Of course, all in the know are aware of the fact the radiation is a lot worse than the controlled media is letting on. Radiation detection stations are being shut down or censored, but check this guy out for as long as it's here.
http://www.youtube.com/user/dutchsinse#p/u/0/haMePBnkJhY
Looks like the Mississippi River is cutting loose major, with drenching rain not helping matters. They flooded a lot of farmland to save a couple of small towns, like Cairo. To me that's like kill the dog to starve the flea, but whatever.
I see the world closing down. I speak in analogy, but it's like dusk is arriving, and the cows are waiting to come in and settle down for the night. Things are slowing. What was built is fading. Builings are being torn down, economies are shrinking, birth rates are declining, wildlife is being slaughtered in so many ways; with the Gulf spill being the worst offender, in addition to the Fukushima plant. Well, the deliberate poisoning via Corexit really did a lot of things in, but hey. So a lot of life forms had an early parole, as far as getting closer to their 'real' HOME goes, and there will obviously be a Hell of a lot more of that going on.
Man, thinking about all of this almost makes me want to write another story. But if I do, before I do, maybe I should finish the poem I've been sitting on for a couple of months?
Maybe. Or maybe I won't. If I do, it won't be now.
I think I want to go outside again. I'm gonna walk and run the trail out to beyond our rented property. I'm gonna see if anyone else wants to come.
It's quite warm outside, by my standards. I got to run through the grasses unshod in a pair of cut-offs. That was fun, and we had lunch on the verandah. Spinach and mushrooms crêpes, an intricate salad with sesame oil and rice vinegar, lemonade, and an apple.
My book series is getting exposure on a new forum that my publisher set up.
http://forum.gothicguild.org/
Or more specifically:
http://forum.gothicguild.org/showthread.php?tid=1&pid=1#pid1
I'm not sure it'll make much of a difference, but whatever. I won't be posting on it. In fact I don't think I'll even join, considering I don't exist; though I will read it.
******************
Of course, all in the know are aware of the fact the radiation is a lot worse than the controlled media is letting on. Radiation detection stations are being shut down or censored, but check this guy out for as long as it's here.
http://www.youtube.com/user/dutchsinse#p/u/0/haMePBnkJhY
Looks like the Mississippi River is cutting loose major, with drenching rain not helping matters. They flooded a lot of farmland to save a couple of small towns, like Cairo. To me that's like kill the dog to starve the flea, but whatever.
I see the world closing down. I speak in analogy, but it's like dusk is arriving, and the cows are waiting to come in and settle down for the night. Things are slowing. What was built is fading. Builings are being torn down, economies are shrinking, birth rates are declining, wildlife is being slaughtered in so many ways; with the Gulf spill being the worst offender, in addition to the Fukushima plant. Well, the deliberate poisoning via Corexit really did a lot of things in, but hey. So a lot of life forms had an early parole, as far as getting closer to their 'real' HOME goes, and there will obviously be a Hell of a lot more of that going on.
Man, thinking about all of this almost makes me want to write another story. But if I do, before I do, maybe I should finish the poem I've been sitting on for a couple of months?
Maybe. Or maybe I won't. If I do, it won't be now.
I think I want to go outside again. I'm gonna walk and run the trail out to beyond our rented property. I'm gonna see if anyone else wants to come.
The Ultimate In Irony
One asks for life on my native side of The Veil, and through its course, they become philosophically opposed to physicl existence.
Well, I can understand. Especially now.
Dayam, and Volume #7 STILL ain't up. Maybe I won't wait to see the last volume up from my present perspective, but that's OK by me. Now. After all, all is where it's supposed to be. ;^)
Well, I can understand. Especially now.
Dayam, and Volume #7 STILL ain't up. Maybe I won't wait to see the last volume up from my present perspective, but that's OK by me. Now. After all, all is where it's supposed to be. ;^)
Radiation Monitors Are Disappearing
http://www.radiationnetwork.com/index.htm
There used to be more little yellow circles. They are getting knocked off one by one.
I wonder why???????!!!!!!!!!!
DUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
There used to be more little yellow circles. They are getting knocked off one by one.
I wonder why???????!!!!!!!!!!
DUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
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