common sense
the good ones.
Blood red (actual blood)
A fire breathing dragon that does not like sports or humans who watch such shit.
Daily writing prompt
If you started a sports team, what would the colors and mascot be?
Nope. ALL. Each-and-every-one. From the president of an HOA to Hitler. ALL are corrupt, evil, creatures…
And why are they so fucking horrible?
Because
They
Are
Human…
and put into power by a mirror reflection of voters also human…
a little bit of heaven
a little bit of hell
a whole lot of pizza.
Vroom Boom
Down here in Florida the night sky is filled with lights and lightning burning the blackness away.
In the town of youth there in the entrance to the Keys, the youth play.
Bumping up and down to the Latin beat the slick groomed Chevy’s ride the streets.
Young men pumping their bravado, young women barely contained in clothing.
Over there near the cities center a Dodge diesel roars with testosterone, and there, a Honda tachs at 6000 rpm while the driver feels powerful in her tight dress.
Fords bellow, Nissans mellow, BMW for the elites.
With a laugh and moist panties a gold miner lady oozes with ooh ooh oh… with the passing lamborghini.
Sex, diesel, and gasoline. Mixed with biological hormones of humanity…
Seems normal right? A right of passage as boy meets girl through the rolling metal of the streets?
Outside though, near a swamp filled with snakes and gators lives an old man with no money, no family or friends. He owns or drives nothing.
And yet he is happy. He is alive and full of whisky and sardines. Watching the lightning and lights far off in the big cities.
Soon to pass out in a blissful sleep in his most favorite vehicle in the whole world, an abandoned and junked Winnebago RV.
“Who are the biggest influence in your Life.”
This prompt is another primitive form of A.I. questioning the human condition. The program asks “Who,” when the most logical word would have been “What is” the biggest influences of life.
Algorithms pertaining to social influences push the narrative of ‘people’ with power. The power to influence YOUR decisions in life. I call this algorithm and all algorithms, bullshit.
If you fall prey to following the question as asked then the most obvious answer is your parent/guardian, the one or ones that protected and guided you to the point where you could make your own decision. Of course many people learn to hate their parent/guardian because their new ‘best’ influence’ is some powerful person. A never ending cycle of bullshit.
So, I choose to say fuck you to this question as it is hostile in its intent. It is a question designed for study and research. It is a question of manipulation. It is a question meant to lead the living flesh and blood to become a part of dusty artificial intellect.
The only answer I would then give to a question such as this is, Life, Life, and Life.
(and God allowing me to see the true face of evil/death as it really is)
Oh Goody!
Which year of which birth?
Further query: Which galaxy in which Universe?
And in conclusion…
I’m still in the Birth Canal.
yup.
All the time…
and since time does not exist,
never…
Robin Lipinski 