Well I don’t know about you but…

…I’m freaking exhausted.

I’ve written and re-written this entry about five times now.  The whole post was going to be discussing the current state of the right and the left, the hypocrisy on both sides by the accused and those who support them as well as delving deep into this whole insane sexual predator/assaulter tornado of shit we find ourselves in.

However, things are moving so freaking fast and crazy it’s frankly nearly impossible to keep up.

And then you check facebook…that’s a terrible idea.  Because everyone is mad about everything ever in the world, about things they should be angry about, things they shouldn’t be angry about and quite frankly just looking for new things to be angry about.

I am slowly putting a long series together and will wait until this whole thing calms down a bit to post it.  I’m doing this for a number of reasons, A) because there’s so much going on I want to wait for the fallout to see where we all stand.  For example, the whole Roy Moore shit show and to see how many more women come out from the shadows to talk about Al Franken.

B) Maybe this can be a place for people to come and just chill as we get into the holidays.  There are so many voices shouting to the sky and into the abyss of the internet that it’s just way too much sometimes and I think we could all use a little break.

So until after the new year, this will be a place where there are no politics, social commentary or anything like that. Though podcast and YouTube will not be included in that ban.

In other words…

…Fuck it, here’s a story about a Tree.

Conversations with nature: The Pink Tree

As I strolled down the lane, sunlight dappling through the clouds I was struck by the beauty of the tree.  I stopped short, breathed deep and just stared in awe at nature’s exquisite palette.

The tree stood silent, noble and proud.  I closed my eyes, reaching out with my mind for contact, my thoughts forming words.

To my surprise, the tree responded.

Hey Pink Tree. Watcha thinkin’ about? I asked.

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Nothin’ just Pink Tree stuff. It whispered in my mind.

Cool bruh.

What’d you just say to me?!

Um…cool…bruh?

I ain’t your bruh!

Whoa Pink Tree chill!

Don’t tell me to chill you little shit!

Damn Pink Tree what’s your problem?

I don’t have to explain myself to you! Fuck off human!

Whatever Pink Tree…just…whatever.

And thus ends our first installment in the conversations with nature series. More next week.

As for the podcast, nothing new up this week though Angie and I will be recording a number of them this weekend. However you can still listen to the Illuminati podcast and of course watch the video on YouTube.

Though there is a new video up on youtube today about the RFK assassination and MK Ultra. We recorded it this past summer and it has been available on podbean and iTunes for months but never got around to posting it on youtube until now.

Okay, back next week.

Hang in there everybody.

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Weapons and Shields

WEAPONS AND SHIELDS

The thinking man sits.

The sad man cries.

The angry young zealot throws his words to the sky.

The man in deep thought sits surrounded by friends.

The laughing man is always alone in the end.

To think and not act invites atrophy.

To cry without reflection creates disharmony.

To yell without hearing leads to entropy.

To get lost in your own mind ends in darkness.

To laugh at everything carves a hollow world.

Our weapons are our shields and our shields are our weapons.

Both must be used sparingly when walking through life.

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Happy Friday!

So starting today I’ll be doing a series of micro-stories, poems and word-blergs.  Some are old, some are new and some are malformed mistakes.

What’s a word-blerg you ask?  I have no idea.  But let’s call it something that’s a cross between a story, a poem and the ramblings of a mad man.

I hope they’ll all be entertaining.  Some will be sad, some funny, some positive and some angry.

Please don’t read too much into these posts.  This is not a Phil Collins “In The Air Tonight” situation.  Just random thoughts that appear and disappear on a daily basis.

Before we get started, I would like to let you know there is a new episode of The Perilous Podcast today as well as a new video up on YouTube.  Links will be after whatever I decide to post is posted.

That’s it.

GOOD BLIND EYE

Did you see the Sunset? Asked the blind man to his son.

Did you notice all the many colors blending into one?

The time for fear is over. The great unknowing has begun!

Yes good father I see it!  My fear is gone forever let the great unknowing come!

Time is everlasting.

Bricks in a path ever changing.  Moving forward through time and sum.

 

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Ritual

Earth

The soil crushing under her feet, the power fully formed and ready to manifest.

Grounded in the glow of power, she lowered her arms to her sides.

Manifestation on the earthly plain, ready to manipulate matter.

She exhales in triumphant ecstasy.

Her plans will be brought to fruition and fulfilled.

Air

Rolling and raging, invisible but not unseen.

The altar shakes, the cup tumbles, verbal commands are shouted and heard.

The engine of change is at her fingertips.

Construction, or destruction, the choices and consequences are hers to decide.

Exploration of the self or the conquest of others, a decision would be made in moments.

Fire

The small flame at the tip of the candle flickers.

Too small to roar, but just enough to whisper.

Secrets of cleansing, secrets of destruction, secrets of renewal.

Closing her eyes, she let’s the fire grow inside her mind.

The flame all encompassing covers her spirit in fiery power.

Water

The window transparent. A glimpse of possibility.

The wand is dipped, the knife anointed.

The ability to cleanse, the power to slowly overwhelm.

The in between state of ether and substance.

She holds her cup high, she drinks, she breathes, she begins.

Sun

The partner of the mother. The temptation not to hide.

The fire that lights the world, ignites your mind.

A ritual in the desert, soaking in the freedom.

No need for cover, no desire to remain hidden.

Giver and taker of life.

Moon

The partner of Father. The soft blanket of hidden knowledge.

The seductive glow of power that ignites your soul.

A rite done in secret, the giddy intoxication of symbols.

Covered in shadow, chanting into the darkness, smiling inward.

Provider of secrets, protector of those who know them.

 

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Moon

Moon

The partner of Father. The soft blanket of hidden knowledge.

The seductive glow of power that ignites your soul.

A rite done in secret, the giddy intoxication of symbols.

Covered in shadow, chanting in the darkness, smiling inward.

Provider of secrets, protector of those who know them.

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Sun

Sun

The partner of the mother. The temptation not to hide.

The fire that lights the world, ignites your mind.

A ritual in the desert, soaking in the freedom.

No need for cover, no desire to remain hidden.

Giver and taker of life.

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Water

Water

The window transparent. A glimpse of possibility.

The wand is dipped, the knife anointed.

The ability to cleanse, the power to slowly overwhelm.

The in between state of ether and substance.

She holds her cup high, she drinks, she breathes, she begins.

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