I can’t tell you that my safe combination is 13-47-69. I also can’t tell you that you turn the safe dial to the left three times stopping on the first number and then turn the dial two times to the right and stopping on the second number. Then turning the dial to the left stopping on the third number. Then turn the dial to the right and open the safe.

I can’t tell you that because that’s what I do each and every day to check on my hoarde of gold.

I can also not tell you that I love to wear green and play with rainbows and shamrocks.

And I definitely cannot tell you that I’m a Leprachaun. Fuck no, because if I did you’d want me to grant you a wish or else you’ll squish me with your big feet.

So, what CAN be said about one of my daily habits is that I take a good shit each and every morning like clockwork. And I can tell you it looks like a colorful rainbow.

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What are your daily habits?

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Keep learning.

Keep asking the questions.

‘sustainable’ to maintain, zero out, equal.

So, to practice…

Continue to cycle, repeat, and I say, fuck it.

First, fuck A.I. Fuck practice. Fuck daily. And sustainable? Fuck sustainable.

Make a bomb in the basement for the first time while trying to not blow up.

Cut down a perfectly good tree, an old tree, a tree over 600 year old. Cut it down and burn the branches so you can cook pork hotdogs filled with life reducing nitrates.

Fill a muscle car with high octane gasoline, take it for a spin around the block about 100 times just because you like the sound of the powerful muffler emitting global warming gasses, and then fill it again to go honk at geese in the park.

Go to the recycle bin and put glass beer bottles in the paper bin, put magazines in the glass bin, and steal the copper wiring to sell to buy some good weed

What? Not acceptable as it is not sustainable?

Okay, well fuck that.

Do the opposite of what society agrees and do the opposite of what you decide or need.

Run after a train and try to jump on for a ride.

I dare you to climb a tree until you can put your finger on the very top.

Go visit Russia and sneak in to Chernobyl just to watch the wolves breed.

Vote for yourself for President, and if you’re smart you will vote during the election at least fifty times using other peoples names.

Better yet, tell me to fuck off and die, to which I will laugh and say, thanks…

Better to live a life to it’s fullest even you burn up quickly and die,

than to surrender to the mundane of sustainable,

that’s truly fucked up and weak.

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Are there things you try to practice daily to live a more sustainable lifestyle?

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If you were forced to wear one outfit over and over again, what would it be?

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Once there was a lovely ensemble i once wore on planet, Zarma.

Lovely golden scales with pearl white claws.

Sigh…

it was fun being a dragon there, though the native gorps sure did not like me.

Blood thirsty little bastards they were, much like Democrats on Earth in a country called, America.

Hey A.I.!!!

What with your fucking algorhythms , or gore rithim, or fuck it, you have speel chec.

A computer asking prompts such as “how do humans practice self-care?

Okay, but first I’m fishing for likes and accolades as that stokes my ego. It’s a form of self care when people advertise their pathetic lives and expose some kind of fucked up self esteem. Of course, I’m self-centered and only think about myself.

So, my self-care is easy.

1. Eat boogers. Especially the sticky kinds as they help prevent cancer.
2. Eat processed food and drink diet soda. The preservatives in that shit will allow you to glow in the dark and thus save on lighting. This is especially handy when getting up in the middle of the night to take a pee.
3. Stare at the sun without sunglasses, it helps in losing the sight as have you seen this fucked up world lately? People actually think they are a giraffe? Or a man saying they can get pregnant? I’d rather see blackness.
4. Don’t believe anything a politician says. In fact throw garlic at them, or holy water, or pretend you’re a giraffe and run away.
5. Chocolate… Fucking chocolate. Buy and eat chocolate like it’s your last day alive. And pizza. Eat pizza three or four times a day. You’ll die of a heart attack at the age of 12 but it’s worth it.
6. If you’re one of the poor bastards who live in a home owners association, beat yourself with a thorn bush and poke your genitals with an electric cattle prod, it will take your mind off the bullshit the association plays with.
7. Don’t have sex with grizzly bears, gerbils, eagles, and especially a blue whale.
8. Tell your parents that you love them even though you think a man can get pregnant or that you can boink a cute grizzly sow.
9. Eat pork, bottom fish, lobster, and everything that Jews think is bad for you.
10. Realize that everyone to include yourself is fucked up and not fit for exploring the galaxy.
11. Remember that your body is going to die. That it will turn into ooze and dissolve. No matter what you do you will die, so it is important to eat as much chocolate and pizza now while you’re still able.
12. Think about exercise, even think about buying a membership card at a health club and then look for some clam dip and Lays potato chips and watch re-runs of the Twilight Zone while laughing at the earlier foolish thoughts.
13. Finally. (actually I have a lot more things I practice giving me the mind and body of old tree bark) Finally, every day. No matter how shitty you are or people are around you. No matter how much pain, shit, sorrow, happiness, joy (scored on a blue whale, she be a fine beast) No matter what happens, did happen or will happen. Set it all aside and seriously, give thanks to God for the gift of Life.

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How do you practice self-care?

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To visit and entertain

thoughts of foreign lands

leading to change of cuisine, style, and taboo’s.

To wonder and perceive thoughts of association?

Human?

Alive?

The question is wrong as countries are nothing more than a world

so why?

Why travel to see dirt and sky, when inside you resides a universe of wonders beyond any and all worlds

(let alone, words)

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What countries do you want to visit?

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If only there was one

a favorite flavor in the buffet of time.

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Some may think in plural

Multiple moments where there are smiles and laughter…

Not me.

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So much chosen to forget in the pursuit of the illusions of happiness and success

Clinging like a rat to the flotsam to the ship of the World sinking deeper into the abyss

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There are no favorite moments as then this would mean succumbing to the hate, that ever foul stench permeating everything this world touches, a planet of death and disease.

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Does this sound as if it feels like pain and misery? Do the words speak of sadness and sorrow? Maybe, though maybe what you read is really about you and not me?

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Let me say that the words are real, they are as true as i can be.

And so, no matter how hard the efforts; reasons; confessions; memories; experiences..

my favorite moment is coming when i leave this planet begging God to never let me return to this place,

it is then when it will become my one and only favorite memory where to then finally rest in peace.

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Describe one of your favorite moments.

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Today was today yesterday and tomorrow

A day where God giggles like a little boy and in return, teased with stern appeal.

You see, today was most notable for one thing, today was a normal day.

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The Wind spoke non stop about past, present, and coming days.

Scurrying about with talk of mice and birds, bee’s and war, milk and honey.

In the Sky the clouds slept, dreaming of oceans and tornado’s

A sea was impatient and demanded respect which only caused gut busting laughter from me.

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All around is eternity

A forever and ever and ever and everlasting it is and will be.

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To Live forever may seem notable to those who cling the thoughts of impossible

when really all one has to do is listen…

To feel God inside while jogging in God’s mind

so yes, today is, was and always be normal as it should be.

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What notable things happened today?

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‘Drink milk.’

‘Think mink.’

What would ‘my’ tagline be?

Ha! And hahaha it would be, as I am nothing more than a biological illusion of what Life is supposed to be.

Kissing ass and taking names while getting my ass kicked by animate things

Inflation sky high while politicians tell me my way of living should be the same shit as they eat.

Today for example: More in common with snakes and big trees.

WordPress, how about asking me for more money? Inspire by asking more horseshit things? You know I’m good for it as my credit card advances the debt to thee,

so tagline: Ha Hahaha, and fuck you because what I say does not mean a damn thing.

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If humans had taglines, what would yours be?

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On the television of yesteryear, there were the many game shows with many various names. Names such as, ‘Wheel of Fortune,” or “The Price is Right.”

“Alright Alice, you can choose curtain number one or two or three. Would you like to take your $5000 now or bet it all for what’s behind door number four?” Bob Barker was a slick salesman. A happy and joyous man.

“Oh Bob! I’m so excited.” (the crowd yells, ‘Open the door. Go for the door!’)

Confused, Alice stutters and says to Bob, “I’ll bet it all on door number four.”

“Alrighty Alice,” and with a flourish of his hand the door opened…

*

It seems that it gets more and more complicated to bring happiness that is joyful to yourself and others. So many now strive to bring joy to their lives at the expense of others. A selfish society full of those seeking happiness while making other peoples lives as miserable as can be.

In this story behind door number four a man existed named, Bud Durock . He was a genuine prick. A man whose actions were the complete reflection of a jackass. Oh he did complicated and simple things to bring joy to his life. Killing kittens was easy. So very easy to throw them into a bucket and watch their pathetic attempts to be joyful with life.

It was a bit harder to kill those happy people he did not like but when his sick plans unfolded he was down right ecstatic.

Bud Durock was indeed a joyful prick. So much pain to others. So much sorrow. Even in his final joyful act of burning down a church where twenty parishioners were burned to death, even then he felt a giddy happiness, until a small meteorite fell from the heavens and smashed his skull.

Door number four. A door where behind was the scene of Bud having his head obliterated and his remains buried where worms would consume his body for eternity. Over and over and over. An eternal endurance of having to accept the fact that his final act of burning a church and dying made Satan feel absolutely wonderful.

And, as an added bonus, his death and sorrow brought joy to an entire world of people trying to bring whatever simple joy to their lives.

I wonder what’s behind door number One?

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Describe one simple thing you do that brings joy to your life.

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Expanding those lungs with strained anticipation; race of life running hard

At first a wiggling mass of determination just trying to find a mothers tit

and then?

Growing hair in strange places; hormonal translations; thoughts of flesh and ways

Until before you know it the days blur between night and day.

“What’s it all about?” or “Why am I here?”

When really laughing and knowing the answer that God is looking at me with a smile, grinning in the mirror.

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Do you practice religion?

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