A ring placed inside a box of ribbons A master engaged in Cartesian rhythms A mortuary sign fixed on a post A welfare husband plays the host A drunk on his feet one last time A rapist repeats his mother’s crime A storefront papered with pink paper sheets A whore is handing out ass on the street A finery labeled with title and brass A bottle filled with Styrofoam and gas A tongue piercing coming loose again A band once more strikes up the tin A fever is spread between paper cut ha...
I wonder why I have this blog here. I haven't used it in months and I'm not the kind of person who offers up his thoughts unprovoked. I am usually responding to others. I am a critical son-of-a-bitch. I am always contradicting myself and loved ones. I can only really perceive my beliefs clearly in contrast to the beliefs of other people. I am not a blowhard that likes to hear himself speak. I am quiet. I adore privacy and isolation. I don't need a forum. I require no pulpit. So w...
Not that anyone missed me. I am back. I will be posting trivial tidbits of non-creative garbage from time to time just to satisfy a grim obsession that is nothing short of ego-stroking. Beware! Your pathetic existence will be diminished by paying attention to futher posts.
QUALITATIVE COMMENTS: (with 1.0 mg) There is almost certainly an effect. Physically there is a slight dryness in the mouth, and my eyes are noticeably dilated. There is an eerie feeling overall. (with 2.3 mg) Mood elevation at 2-3 hrs. After 3 hours, emotional effects become more pronounced, enhancement of color also. Very little distortion of perception, no disorientation, no creeping or flowing, but color enhancement considerable. The emotional content and empathy for others was closer ...
Do you ever wonder why people grab at leaves and branches of trees when they walk by. We all do it and there seems to be no obvious explanation for doing so other than it just feels right. I do it from the windows of automobiles too. Whenever a branch is passing my way, I grab at it and yank off some foliage. Why? I have an original theory about this but it assumes the truth of evolution, and from another point of view, it is just additional evidence for evolution. Now if you believe ...
Everyone breaks the law. People love their freedom and that just doesn't cut it in this country, where quite possibly everything that is fun, other than violence, has been outlawed. No prostitutes, no drugs (well not the cool ones), no good movies, seatbelts, no kinky sex. Which are your favorites? I do __________ with friends all the time!!! Do you like to do ________,? Don't you know? It's illegal.
My friend Dylarama Link has proposed he and I develop an ideal political system. This is essentially a discussion about how best to order society, viz., Plato's Republic. Now the prudent observer will notice that from the outset this is an exercise in futility, but it could be productive in at least a linguistic sense as we will be trying to form consensus regarding the application of certain terms and their rules for proper use. We will be defining and naming, and inevitably we will be ...
Take this short quiz Link to see which NYT reporter you are. Not an exact science. By way of Atrios Link
Take this short quiz Link to see which NYT reporter you are. Not an exact science. By way of Atrios Link
Juan Cole Link details this Sunday's Sadrist uprising in Iraq. This does not bode well for anyone. Iraq is going to become an even more dangerous place if these trends continue.
What justifies using the law to curb person's rights and freedoms? Some believe that the law of the land should reflect the moral beliefs of the majority. But others argue that the rights of individuals should be protected fromt the tyranny of the majority. It is a matter of fact that the majority will always attempt to impose their will on the minority. The rights of the minority are of no concern to the majority until the roles switch. The majority of today could become tomorrow's mino...
I didn't really feel like posting today, but I've made an obligation to myself to write a little something every day I have time. I've always wanted to be a writer, but I've not the discipline that keeps a writer in practice. Maybe that will change if I force it. I am dreadfully lacking in the oft-revered Protestant Work Ethic. This is primarily because I find work so disagreeable. It's not that I'm caught up in a frantic pursuit of pleasure, or that I'm scared of work. Simply I find wo...
I have just started blogging here at JoeUser.com and I have seen an abundance of highly theistic religious talk. I was hoping to be among a more enlightened set, but well, there we are. Perhaps they have something to teach me. Perhaps we can learn from one another. I don't think that will be likely. I just don't know how to properly understand the various believers. I guess I just don't know how people can be so wrong about something so obvious yet vital to life (is that redundant?). B...
It is a beautiful day. I am having my weekly communion. I am not a religious person, but I know how to commune with things greater than myself. My communion is Exile on Main Street . When I was growing up here in western Illinois there were, like today, not many choices when it came to listening to the radio. The market remains much the same as it was: dominated with 'new' country stations. The occasional modern pop station, two oldies rotations, and the rest. My tastes gravitat...
I recently severed my engagement. I had stopped loving her the way lovers do. She still has a firm hold on my compassion and feelings as she is my closest ally. But the glue that binds maiden to suiter was dissolved. It was a gradual attrition. Day followed day and the ties grew loose. It came to a head when she asked me last week "Do you still love me?" "Yes. It's just different than it used to be." That is all it takes to break a fragile heart. We still live together...