Lost Little Dog

The title is the name of a movie Walt Disney produced in 1963.

Aside from the time-travel effect of watching America in the wonderful phase of beautiful automobiles and normal life, the story starred a welsh corgi.

Wonderful movie. Wonderful time to be an American. Wonderful to be distracted for a few minutes to enjoy memories.

And, fuck it, feeling inspired to write some shit or poem or whatever the fuck I want to call it.

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It becomes concrete when the current slurry of shit is poured

Politicians spewing acidic lime tainted lines to the frothing electorate of, ‘mine, me, and I’.

Hardening into a slab of discontent and rhyme, ‘hey, it is important to save something, anything, as long as it does not disturb, ‘I, me, mine.’

And now, mid stream as the shit hardens and the black coal of my heart is pressed into something harder than diamond,

a dog

a movie

a plot conceived years before most were born

I find it today, once again, a smile inside.

Are Humans…smart?

Ha. The answer is answered with another question…What is considered smart?

Abortion? Smart?

Clothing? Smart?

Science? Smart?

Another question: Humans have opposing thumbs. A brain. A basic form of intellect and understanding of mechanical tasks soooooo… Can a human build a hummingbirds nest the same or better than a hummingbird using a beak or clawed hands?

No one gives a shit as to what I think regarding humans being smart. However, a bit of something to say as it is my $160 I gave wordypresser. Humans are tools and a part of a very long experiment. And what an experiment it has been. One that is full of hypothesis/expectations and a few surprises….

Foo Fighters during WWII. UFO? Time traveler? Lightning plasma? Nazi creation? Lets just say Hitler was deeply into some alternative sciences to include the occult, alien, earth science…Hitler was a true human and embraced what billions of others embrace yet don’t have the will power to pursue killing all those they don’t like. Hitler took his passions to a level of reality impacting millions and since he rose to the top of the shit pile his actions were observed by ‘others’. The others took keen interest in Hitler and all those like him/her.

Think what you will about Hitler and the ‘help’ he obtained by others, or if you prefer ‘others’, I would just bore you with who the others are.

Though, to tickle your mind something more for you regarding those that ‘help’ (experiment with) humans. In the food chain of intellect there are those species ‘below’ yours, there is your species, there are others and ‘others’ and and and and, there are other others with other othe3r 4others and above and beyond.

Whee~/! In the meantime, continue with your progress. Play with mud and hate. Kill each other in the most efficient ways possible and when your body fails and turns to dust remember, the others and others and others will help keep the experiment ‘alive’ by using and combing your atoms with others and others and others. Plus, some ingredients not yet in your cook book.

To live the exact opposite of what humans find comfortable, exciting, and wonderful all while enjoying the fact that this planet is totally a fucked up place to be imprisoned.

Amazing how evolved monkeys think living to 100 ‘years’ is so fucking wonderful and that gold is so fucking precious, and and and and ad nauseum.

As for sex, love, and peace? Hah! Humans fuck up sex, hate love, and can’t even come close to practicing peace unless they were suffering from a severe brain tumor.

And for WordPress monkey bots also known as A.I. this is the last year to participate in your money game. $160.00 a year for this shit? Hah, fuck you.

i told a man

today… or was it yesterday? No, it was for sure tomorrow.

again though?

what is time?

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i told a man who i am.

he is the first and only one.

I wonder, why?

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why him and not her?

why now?

and yes, i know why.

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to know and be told i am not crazy, or delusional, or human

by him

it made me smile…

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yes indeed i told a man today

who i am

life is good indeed

(and then the earth shook…)

En Bra Dag

Hej.

Now, you don’t know me and nor should you. You only read this crap for whatever reason(s) beyond what I could ever think of. So, for this, thanks. And it is good that you don’t know me. I’m a weird bastard and in some circles crazier than the definition of the word, crazy. For this, I am thankful that I am.

Now, today. Today is a day I enjoy saying now. Not yesterday, not tomorrow, now… bugs. I get a better conversation/friendship with insects of your planet than I do with humans.. Very true. Now take today for example. A ladybug came to visit while I welded on a crane. And the stink bugs were non-stop telling jokes. Ha! They actually are funny little stinky fuckers.

Now, today was a good day. A crane is fixed and ready for cabins. The sun shined along with some pouting clouds. Thor is almost as crazy as me and was ready to tear apart the excavator.

Now, good food awaits. The insects are really talkative today. Not one meeting with any human and even Margareta was tolerant of the simmering vibrations.

I am glad for today. Extremely thankful in ways very few can even fantasize about or imagine.

Now, it is time to relax and to say to those able to stomach this ramble: Now is the time, this exact moment…Now is the time to truly realize that today was a good day to live.

Yay!

Daily writing prompt
What skill would you like to learn?

Now why the fuck would wordpress A.I. want to know about my continuing education to gain the knowledge to destroy all A.I.?

Maybe I should show A.I. just what I’ve learned so far?

#1

#1 is to go #1 and then #2, unless #2 comes before #1.

After that, flush twice (courtesy and all)

Spray ample artificial rose smelling spray (refer to courtesy and all)

And if I’m feeling courteous, insert a new roll of toilet paper OR be a cruel prick an leave one wrap on the cardboard tube.