Friday, May 14, 2021

“We wants it, we needs it. Must have the precious. They stole it from us. Sneaky little hobbitses. Wicked, tricksy, false!”


I just erased something that I've been writing for the last hour and a half. It was about keyboards and love and about Gollum from LoTR and how happy I am and how I love my life but this is all you get right now because somebody threw the hgisfasfaasfoihasfszzz preciouszzz in the preciouzssss - DUDE. What I wrote before this is gone now and I think was very sweet. I GUESS IF I AM TYPING HERE AT THIS LATE HOUR AND IN ALL LOUDY-LOUDY BUTT CAPS and IF YOU"RE READING THIS - Dude, DOOD - besides losing what I just wrote for the last 90 minutes? Things are FABULOUS and I couldn't be any happier, YOU and THIS LIFE is PRECIOUS, My Preciousssssss......be well and I LOVE you ALL. Be good and be well.
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Sunday, May 02, 2021

I LOVE LOVING YOU





 

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I'm goin' down to the Greyhound Station, gonna buy a ticket to ride


Gonna find that lady with two or three kids and sit down by her side
Ride 'til the sun comes up and down around me 'bout two or three times
Smokin' cigarettes in the last seat
Sing this song for the people I meet
And get along with it all
Go where the people say "y'all"
Sing a song with a friend
Change the shape that I'm in,
And get back in the game,
And start playin' again
I'd like to stay but I might have to go to start over again
Might go to somewhere that I've never been
And get up in the mornin' and go out at night
And I won't have to go home
Get used to bein' alone
Change the words to this song
And start singin' again
I'm tired of runnin' 'round lookin' for
Answers to questions that I already know
I could build me a castle with memories just to have somewhere to go
Count the days and the nights that it
Takes to get back in the saddle again
Feed the pigeons some clay
Turn the night into day
And start talkin' again, when I know what to say
I'm goin' down to the Greyhound Station, gonna buy a ticket to ride
Gonna find that lady with two or three kids and sit down by her side
Ride 'til the sun comes up and down around me 'bout two or three times
Smokin' cigarettes in the last seat
Sing my song for the people I meet
And get along with it all
Where the people say "y'all"
Feed the pigeons some clay
Turn the night into day
Start talkin' again
When I know what to say

John Prine was a kind soul
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Wednesday, April 28, 2021

The Wormwood Review issue Number Twenty Four 1964 - 1966 Featuring Poetry and Illustrations by Charles Bukowski and edited by Marvin Malone.

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Sunday, April 25, 2021

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Saturday, April 24, 2021

rEPoStInG iS lAzY!!! yAy!!!

A Journey - By Edward Field

When he got up that morning everything was different:
He enjoyed the bright spring day
But he did not realize it exactly, he just enjoyed it.

And walking down the street to the railroad station
Past magnolia trees with dying flowers like old socks
It was a long time since he had breathed so simply.

Tears filled his eyes and it felt good
But he held them back
Because men didn't walk around crying in that town.

Waiting on the platform at the station
The fear came over him of something terrible about to happen:
The train was late and he recited the alphabet to keep hold.

And in its time it came screeching in
And as it went on making its usual stops,
People coming and going, telephone poles passing,

He hid his head behind a newspaper
No longer able to hold back the sobs, and willed his eyes
To follow the rational weavings of the seat fabric.

He didn't do anything violent as he had imagined.

He cried for a long time, but when he finally quieted down
A place in him that had been closed like a fist was open,

And at the end of the ride he stood up and got off that train:
And through the streets and in all the places he lived in later on
He walked, himself at last, a man among men,
With such radiance that everyone looked up and wondered.
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Philip K. Dick Has A Posse

Hi!
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Saturday, April 10, 2021

ALIEN




In Blog no one can hear you scream.

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Thursday, April 08, 2021

Sometimes I'm only posting stuff like this because I'm lazy or if I'm being lazy.

https://www.facebook.com/snl/videos/209059173730425/
Oh! And I already know now that the link isn't going to work! Yay!!! Ughhhhhh.
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Wednesday, March 31, 2021

HOW TO MEDITATE by JK

— lights out —

fall, hands a-clasped, into instantaneous
ecstasy like a shot of heroin or morphine,
the gland inside of my brain discharging
the good glad fluid (Holy Fluid) as
I hap-down and hold all my body parts
down to a deadstop trance — Healing
all my sicknesses — erasing all — not
even the shred of a “I-hope-you” or a
Loony Balloon left in it, but the mind
blank, serene, thoughtless. When a thought
comes a-springing from afar with its held-
forth figure of image, you spoof it out,
you spuff it out, you fake it, and
it fades, and thought never comes — and
with joy you realize for the first time
“Thinking’s just like not thinking —
So I don’t have to think
any
more”

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Tuesday, March 30, 2021

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Monday, March 22, 2021

IH

In an alternate reality, Alternate Me woke up at a respectable seven a.m. on a Tuesday morning. Alternate Me yawned, dismissed the alarm on his iPhiloticiAnsibleiPhone, shuffled to the bathroom and after Alternate Me was finished, Alternate Me washed his hands and smiled at himself in the mirror.

Alternate Me said to his own reflection, "Trying Are World The In People Smartest The."
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Thursday, March 18, 2021

Finding Söze.

I'm 45 now and have been bartending for 20 years. I limp like Keyser Söze but I smell nice like Jesus. Also, I just thought that I was on Tinder right now but I'm clearly on ebay so maybe my mental faculties have atrophied  more than I'll admit. I'm like if Dory from Finding Nemo was a bartender. Hi! What did you want again? My name is Kevin...right? Yay!!! I'm 45 now and have been bartending for 20 years. I limp like Keyser Söze but I smell nice like Jesus. Also, I just thought that I was on Tinder right now but I'm clearly on ebay so maybe my mental faculties have atrophied  more than I'll admit. I'm like if Dory from Finding Nemo was a bartender. Hi! What did you want again? My name is Kevin...right? Yay!!! I'm 45 now and have been bartending for 20 years. I limp like Keyser Söze but I smell nice like Jesus. Also, I just thought that I was on Tinder right now but I'm clearly on ebay so maybe my mental faculties have atrophied  more than I'll admit. I'm like if Dory from Finding Nemo was a bartender. Hi! What did you want again? My name is Kevin...right? Yay!!! I'm 45 now and have been bartending for 20 years. I limp like Keyser Söze but I smell nice like Jesus. Also, I just thought that I was on Tinder right now but I'm clearly on ebay so maybe my mental faculties have atrophied  more than I'll admit. I'm like if Dory from Finding Nemo was a bartender. Hi! What did you want again? My name is Kevin...right? Yay!!!
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Thursday, March 11, 2021

NO.

I just typed that I'm the luckiest GUT in the universe. #thanks
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Monday, March 01, 2021

NOT PENNY'S BOAT

Oh, Lost...how I miss watching you. God, it's been 10 years? I remember vividly my finale experience and skipping out on a "Lost finale party" and running home to watch it by myself. Now I'm getting super emo. Hi.
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