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Posted on February 4, 2024 by robinblipinski · 1 Comment

A Long Time Ago

Two brothers. Both men. Both strong. Both from a good family.

One brother was named Cain. The other brother, Abel.

Cain killed his brother in anger thus giving birth to me and my countless generations.

So many events, so much time. Passing in a blur as brother killed brother and sister killed sister. No one was spared. No one was immune.

My perspective has not changed, it has only confirmed the purity of my bloodline.

I go by many names, Mandela, Hitler, Bush, Obama. I use all names to include yours.

My real name. A birthright earned a very long time ago is a simple name. A perfect name for what little humanity resides inside.

My name is, odium.

Daily writing prompt

How do significant life events or the passage of time influence your perspective on life?

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Posted on February 2, 2024 by robinblipinski

A Little Seasoning

Hello. My name is Mugamo. I learn English from white missionary. He come village in time for great dinner of my peoples.

White man speak of god who scare my people. He say god no like our ways. Says we much repent for sins.

My favorite thing to cook was white missionary. Very greasy and much juice of fat.

Very taste good!

As respect we said thanks before meal.

Amen.

Daily writing prompt

What’s your favorite thing to cook?

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Posted on January 27, 2024 by robinblipinski

meow

I like this word.

Human: i do not like this word

Posted on January 16, 2024 by robinblipinski

So You Want to be an Atheist

Do you believe in God?

“Yes.”

Prove God exists

“Okay.”

So?

“What?”

I said to prove that God exists. I don’t see any proof. You don’t have any proof do you. There is no God.

(a smile)

“Who do you think you’re looking at?”

You? You think you are God?

“Well, you think you are an atheist who does not believe in God.”

Posted on January 16, 2024 by robinblipinski

easy

Give thanks for everything.

Everything else is just noise.

Bloganuary writing prompt

Where can you reduce clutter in your life?

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Posted on January 14, 2024 by robinblipinski · 1 Comment

smoke signals

It is easy to communicate online. All you have to do is turn on your computer and go make a sandwich.

While you’re gone you computer will reach out and chat with other computers.

As soon as the computer learns how to walk to the kitchen and make a sandwich, then we’ll all be kicked out of the house to live naked and in caves again as the computers take over the world and talk to each other on how to get rid of humans.

Pastrami or salami?

Bloganuary writing prompt

In what ways do you communicate online?

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Posted on January 12, 2024 by robinblipinski

Really?

Okay, you asked.

Right now it would be fun to break into King Tut’s repository and unwrap the king. Then take some of his dried mummified flesh and put it into a blender with some cocaine, an apple starting to soften, and the left nipple from a hooker named, Darla.

What? Not what you were hoping for?

Thinking the reply would be ice cream or potato chips and dip?

Alright, referring to the original recipe, a dab of butter would enhance the flavor. Mix at high speed and THEN add a dollop of vanilla ice cream and scoop with some Lays potato chips.

Enjoy!

Bloganuary writing prompt

What snack would you eat right now?

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Posted on January 11, 2024 by robinblipinski

“Pure Genius!”

The idea came early in life. Sell grasshoppers as food. A most wonderful plan. A stupendous idea!

First, a Mason jar, a flashlight, and the mating season of grasshoppers. Fat, juicy, tasty, long-legged, hopper…

Taking the flashlight outside in the early pre-dawn part of night where light is needed to find grasshoppers clinging to tall grass stems and dark enough to paralyze the bugs. Plucking them easily from the stem with any escaping.

Success!

A whole jar full of lethargic and confused creatures just begging to be sold to a six year old sister and then watch her eat the grasshoppers at her next tea party with the neighbor girl, Mirri.

The whole plan was full proof. Approaching sis and saying, “Ten cents and this delicious treat is the perfect snack for you and your dolls.”

Sadly the idea did not work as sis yelled, “Mom! He is bothering me again.”

Mother stopped the budding, (or should I say, hopping?) business.

Years passed. Idea’s came and went. Such ideas as trusting people, building new styles of construction only to have it all burned down. Yes indeed, great ideas, fantastic ideas, and now the newest idea is to work hard, give people a good value for their trust in my work, and then die with a smile on my face and no money left in my pocket.

Daily writing prompt

Come up with a crazy business idea.