Oh i think last time i was here i took a serious turn and went into a different movie, or was it a wormhole? Who knows... on the positive side somebody sent me 13 fine alliterations about a clam named Craig... there is definitely enough material to write the song "Craig the clam". It's not the kind of song that has to make sense... i use to argue with anybody that a song has to make sense... what i meant to say was a song needed a purpose... even simple Sean Simpson can see surly sometimes songs say several things.
Also in the news it appears that right wing jackasses, the opposite of left wing jackasses, are now admitting that global warming is a clear and present danger. My opinion on this issue: "Too little too late you fucking son of a bitch now off with your head". They should really prosecute people who lead simple minded fools away from the idea of living in harmony with the planet that supports your life, because of course there was short term financial gain. In my mind these are the worst criminals out there... they have stolen something from life itself, that may never be even able to be replaced, and they did it with cold hearts and vested interests. Anybody smart enough to manipulate rubes, is smart enough to understand basic relationships between things, and so when you choose to understand your relationship with the industries that are paying you to propagate bull shit at the great great great cost of a depleted planet susceptible to all kinds of known horrors... it's fucking sickening.
Anybody who says things like nobody could have ever predicted should have their toung cut out immediately as full proof has been determined this person is not to be listened to... problem solved.
I mean it ain't going to happen, people are more upset at the idea that "Twinkies" might be no longer available... maybe I'm just jealous it wasn't me selling boxes of Twinkies to suckers on eBay for 100 dollars per box. That i can accept any day... suckers need to be fleeced... the sucker needs to be fleeced to maintain his or her status of a sucker... natural equilibrium depends upon it. A sucker is a sucker, and they will always be a sucker so it's open season... be the one who fleeces the sucker for the most raw amount and feel good. My ethical problem stems more from organizing suckers to fleece on mass to gain power to hose humanity for short term profit at the trade of long term decline.
Worse than a serial killer in some ways... i imagine the serial killer kills for the lust to kill, while the climate change denier kills for politics, for money, for power... and they don't just kill, they forever alter the only know thing that can sustain human life... you would think that might be important.
OK enough of that, it's a pit of negativity... indeed the power of life is strong, very strong, one of the great powers of life is in diversity.... odd that human leaders over time would use diversity as a wedge against the populations. I guess the answer is that you use the wedge that works the best... Fear for example.
I have a strange relationship with fear, i seek my fears... within reason of course, but then again you could say that reason is in the eye of the beholder. The reason i didn't snowboard between two rock cliffs to shoot off a 40 foot drop onto a 90 degree angle alpine snowfield was because i didn't want to die or be mortally wounded, and to me the thrill wasn't worth the ride. It's also true i had nowhere near the skill to even remotely consider it a possibility... but it was posed to me, one time, by a real human, in actuality thinking that for sure i would be into that. Now i could go up on any stage and not have any plan, relying on wit's alone, really not understanding the whole picture of what was going on, and carry on, because it was what i thought i had to do to do what i wanted.
Wanting and doing and being. Is this rock being? the answer to that question is the word "incomplete" with the "c" backwards and the fresh ink smudged on the paper. It was a philosophy class in an American University in the early 60's, one of the students in the class became a Vietnam draft dodger who became a biology teacher in West Hill Ontario. The professor apparently came into the class, put a rock on the table and asked the class, "Is this rock being?" and then stood there for an hour, and this became every class. Soon the group of folks just took turns going to class to see if anything new happened. One day the Prof. appeared with his son, and the only thing the class could figure was that daycare fell through that day. Then the final exam came and the prof told the class that the exam question would be... "was the rock in class being?"... A long essay on the concept of "being" gave you a slight passing grade but the word "Incomplete" with the c backwards and the fresh ink smudged gave you the top mark in the class. I actually get it now for the first time ever.. i didn't mean to draw us down this alley when we started, it was fate... i have actually told this story before, but i think it's better this time, i got into the story on the right side of it.
Do you have the balls to tell your university instructor that the class they taught was incomplete and queer? Or do you go to the library and try to put a bunch of words together to make something wrong sound right and intelligent? I get it... you would never get away with that now... there would be some news story on the Internet news, about how some teacher is drawing a salary teaching nothing, and fools will debate, but all the time the teacher is posing as something but actually being nothing in an attempt to dare the students into seeing what actually is. Take in mind this is a lesson my grade 13 biology teacher passed on to his class one day on a king hell diversion that i remembered and now a short 25 years later finally understand myself.
Also in the news it appears that right wing jackasses, the opposite of left wing jackasses, are now admitting that global warming is a clear and present danger. My opinion on this issue: "Too little too late you fucking son of a bitch now off with your head". They should really prosecute people who lead simple minded fools away from the idea of living in harmony with the planet that supports your life, because of course there was short term financial gain. In my mind these are the worst criminals out there... they have stolen something from life itself, that may never be even able to be replaced, and they did it with cold hearts and vested interests. Anybody smart enough to manipulate rubes, is smart enough to understand basic relationships between things, and so when you choose to understand your relationship with the industries that are paying you to propagate bull shit at the great great great cost of a depleted planet susceptible to all kinds of known horrors... it's fucking sickening.
Anybody who says things like nobody could have ever predicted should have their toung cut out immediately as full proof has been determined this person is not to be listened to... problem solved.
I mean it ain't going to happen, people are more upset at the idea that "Twinkies" might be no longer available... maybe I'm just jealous it wasn't me selling boxes of Twinkies to suckers on eBay for 100 dollars per box. That i can accept any day... suckers need to be fleeced... the sucker needs to be fleeced to maintain his or her status of a sucker... natural equilibrium depends upon it. A sucker is a sucker, and they will always be a sucker so it's open season... be the one who fleeces the sucker for the most raw amount and feel good. My ethical problem stems more from organizing suckers to fleece on mass to gain power to hose humanity for short term profit at the trade of long term decline.
Worse than a serial killer in some ways... i imagine the serial killer kills for the lust to kill, while the climate change denier kills for politics, for money, for power... and they don't just kill, they forever alter the only know thing that can sustain human life... you would think that might be important.
OK enough of that, it's a pit of negativity... indeed the power of life is strong, very strong, one of the great powers of life is in diversity.... odd that human leaders over time would use diversity as a wedge against the populations. I guess the answer is that you use the wedge that works the best... Fear for example.
I have a strange relationship with fear, i seek my fears... within reason of course, but then again you could say that reason is in the eye of the beholder. The reason i didn't snowboard between two rock cliffs to shoot off a 40 foot drop onto a 90 degree angle alpine snowfield was because i didn't want to die or be mortally wounded, and to me the thrill wasn't worth the ride. It's also true i had nowhere near the skill to even remotely consider it a possibility... but it was posed to me, one time, by a real human, in actuality thinking that for sure i would be into that. Now i could go up on any stage and not have any plan, relying on wit's alone, really not understanding the whole picture of what was going on, and carry on, because it was what i thought i had to do to do what i wanted.
Wanting and doing and being. Is this rock being? the answer to that question is the word "incomplete" with the "c" backwards and the fresh ink smudged on the paper. It was a philosophy class in an American University in the early 60's, one of the students in the class became a Vietnam draft dodger who became a biology teacher in West Hill Ontario. The professor apparently came into the class, put a rock on the table and asked the class, "Is this rock being?" and then stood there for an hour, and this became every class. Soon the group of folks just took turns going to class to see if anything new happened. One day the Prof. appeared with his son, and the only thing the class could figure was that daycare fell through that day. Then the final exam came and the prof told the class that the exam question would be... "was the rock in class being?"... A long essay on the concept of "being" gave you a slight passing grade but the word "Incomplete" with the c backwards and the fresh ink smudged gave you the top mark in the class. I actually get it now for the first time ever.. i didn't mean to draw us down this alley when we started, it was fate... i have actually told this story before, but i think it's better this time, i got into the story on the right side of it.
Do you have the balls to tell your university instructor that the class they taught was incomplete and queer? Or do you go to the library and try to put a bunch of words together to make something wrong sound right and intelligent? I get it... you would never get away with that now... there would be some news story on the Internet news, about how some teacher is drawing a salary teaching nothing, and fools will debate, but all the time the teacher is posing as something but actually being nothing in an attempt to dare the students into seeing what actually is. Take in mind this is a lesson my grade 13 biology teacher passed on to his class one day on a king hell diversion that i remembered and now a short 25 years later finally understand myself.
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