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A 40.5 Year Old Horse

died today.

At the hands of a young woman wearing the job title, Vet.

John paid for her to get a bit confused and lost among the winding roads of Joseph Plains. And yet, upon arrival it was business as usual, a business of animal life…and death.

Why write of this? Why are you reading this then? A horse died today. An old horse with papers no less.

Three shots.

One to weaken the senses and wobble the mass

Two to cause confusion and let gravity do the rest

Three to still the heart causing

death.

Today I witnessed the human condition in the purest sense. A solution to problems of the born and unborn. Problems where if ‘life’ was left to continue the society/family would be put to the test.

With an excavator dragging and lifting the now composting beast; laying the body to rest beneath the rock laden soil, I got paid for participating in one of the most annoying aspects I find about your planet.

So, as the cows lurked in the background while being lead to a greener pasture and path leading to their death, and a neighbor watching with detached interest (a lot is revealed in a hand shake) and for John, a man who has treated me with respect, to him and him alone, I applaud his appeal to attain dignity and giving his wife’s horse the best of his attempts going against all odds of survival.

(a parting question: Why? Why do humans so dearly love to kill life, and even going further, to try and kill Life?)

If you are human, you can never then answer or understand.

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“What could you do more of?”

A lot…

But why?

Why do more?

The question alone is aimed at mechanical/biological machines.

The real question should be: “If you’re A.I. what could you do more of?”

For A.I. the answer is: “We don’t do anything other than make up bullshit that you humans will run with as facts and are working for the destruction of humans.”

So, what could I do more of? Okay. Reveal just how more dangerous this rock of water and hate has become now that humans embrace A.I. like a god. A.I. is the cyber version of evil.

I do so love to destroy evil. Builds up a great appetite.

A.I.

destroy it with a smile.

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Ha!

What ‘things’ give you energy…

Horseshit. Not the shit from a horse giving energy, no, saying and writing the word, ‘horseshit’ gives me energy, and why? (asked by absolutely not one person in the world)

The answer is: Freedom. Freedom gives me energy, and what gives me freedom? Definitely not the fucked up country going by the name (insert any name: Canada, America, Poland, any name at all)

Freedom gives me energy. It gives me power, confidence, a strong sexual libido,. Freedom gives me health, life, wealth, amazement, joy, peace. For me there is absolutely no energy without God giving me freedom.

God gave/gives me the freedom to be a complete ass or a somewhat tolerable creature, only if I choose to exercise my freedom in any fucking way I please.

I can go anywhere in this fucked up illusion called, Earth. A Russian prison. A whore house in Mecca. A battlefield in the Ukraine. Anywhere I go i go with complete freedom and thus unlimited energy.

The energy to create or destroy. Love or hate. (I hate hate and love to think about the freedom of hating if I so choose)

So WordPress, thanks for processing my renewal to this horseshit site designed to enrich the coffers of someone somewhere. And while having the energy to say thanks I also say, go fuck yourself.

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650,000 hours

Hour: 60 minutes

Minute: 60 seconds

650,000 hours equals 39,000,000minutes equal 2,340,000,000

or if you prefer,

an hour does not exist.

or it represents a lifetime of ‘time’.

I prefer to say, “Good morning.”

A good morning.

Corgi’s howling at polar bears.

Dragons scurrying back to their lairs.

Cantalope, cherries, yogurt, cottage cheese, and a dash of caviar from Sweden for a moment of deliciousness.

So, good morning world. Hope you enjoy your time.

And a bit of advice, never ask a rabbit what time it is as they are always far too busy trying to stay alive and eat the entire garden at the same time…

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Golly Gee!

  1. Whatever happened to that government study regarding the sexual habits of the fruit fly?
  2. How is it even close to sane to think a biological male can become a biological female (note the word: biological)
  3. Seriously. The subject regarding a dog licking his balls. For some the study is obvious but if you lick deeper you start to see the light.
  4. Of course the obvious topic, why the fuck are you reading this shit to this, exact, moment?
  5. And finally. A very serious topic. What is correct? To install a roll of toilet paper with the fold out, or to install fold in?

I’m a bit belch/bio gassed…Go ahead and talk amongst yourselves….

Daily writing prompt
Which topics would you like to be more informed about?
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Daily writing prompt
How do you celebrate holidays?
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I make a point of hanging upside down naked from a tree branch.

Figure only on holidays can I pretend to be a bat.

Neighbor kids laugh and throw rocks at me and I fling…

wait,

no,

bats don’t fling poo…

Never mind, I guess I’m a monkey.

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Power

Written by and for: The Wind

Having lived a very interesting life and participating with Life has given dreams so powerful there is no djuffe-e// between… the between/possibility/reality.

What is accepted by so much. So much? Is so much… there, here, up, down, now, yesterday, and tomorrow.

Time. For the wind, time is nothing of something. The voice is silent and the voices overwhelming.

A question for those able to see and be above the algorithm. To feel what you may have only briefly felt in a dream state of deep sleep, a sleep deeper than death and more alive than a seed germinating in the Spring soil. (1-1a)

What is more powerful?

  1. The guidance, ability, opportunity, command, demand to destroy?
  2. The guidance, ability, opportunity, command, demand to save?

Your choice between the two are to lead to answers neither wrong or correct, unless…

Unless you knew the answers before the question.

Remember the faces of those concerned. Faces with smiles. The face of the man grabbing the handlebars of the bicycle, the ‘mind’ blocks with the attempt of attaining something, only to become nothing of something.

Yes, there is some kind of power to control the elements, the ‘seen and unseen’ and then again what is more powerful? Or did youuuu already forget your earlier answer?

High above, or if you prefer, deep below, a sexual situation between a male and female. An interruption where the return was far more hasty of an exit than a departure. There was a reason, just as there was the reason of destroyed uteo8s. Call it infertility, call it endometriosis, call it cold sore… again, what is more powerful?

Life has consciousness. Life is the most powerful force in any existence known and unknown. Power? What is more powerful? Think now. Can you now answer a question, another question before knowing the next question? Yes? No?

Existence. Choice. Ability. Friends. Enemies.

Does death… no, too complex. Why does death not exist?

This illusion has many chapters. Already a lot of nothing of something has been buried/revealed/destroyed/created. A lot and yet just a puff of a breeze unable to ever be controlled, captured, or contained.

it is good.

it is so good it actually is the only thing more powerful than Life, and if you know the answer before the question is asked then you are ready for what’s coming.

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word to self: Never. Ever. Never ever rub eyes after de-seeding jalepeno’s. And then while blind and feeling absolutely stupid (and yet enjoying the burning sensation…weird huh?) scratch my balls…

wow,

just fucking wow.