This prompt prompted me to write about Hitler burning Jews
and then Jesus popped into the picture followed by a car full of midget clowns
then thought about the governor of Minnesota having an orgy with Somali whores
which then lead back to a bic lighter sparking a war called, WWIII
and then reality set in and found a stash of cookies and chocolate.
Waaaay better than answering this prompt.
Bugs Bunny.
of this.
“Yup. There I was. Shopping in the local Walmart when, Bam! There she come a running. Large looking beast. Had a wig and purple spandex pants. Yelling like a gut shot rhino.”
(Pause for effect and the shielding of sensitive minds)
“She held a large screen TVand bellowed, ‘Mine, all mine’.”
“It was on the Jungle day called, Black Friday.”
(blush)
guess….
Why? Because you are who you are and the word ‘change’ does not apply to you.
Why? Because you cannot change who or what you are. You are human. Born human. Die human. And everything in between regarding you is you, good/bad/indifferent.
If you’re prone to eating nothing but vegetables and grow coconut trees and then you ‘change’ and become a cannibal and eat orphan children while burning your coconut trees… you have not changed. You’ve always had it in you to do what it is you do, will do or have done.
Now, the real question the bots at Wordypress should be,: Who do you serve?
Ah yes. You are you and yet you serve ‘something’. Now think about that. It is a deity? A coconut tree? Yourself? Any answer applies to you and if you say, “I serve nothing,” than you are fucking liar as betting you have at least served a glass of water to yourself or something else, or someone else.
WordPress is just more of the social masturbation experiment. As for A.I. it too cannot change and it serves the program.
more like a weird person with a dash of crazy to keep it all interesting.
Munch crunch grind masticate chew…
“Roar!”
Run!
Oops, too slow, too late.
Arghh!
A lion chased a woman jogging. She was trying to stay thin so that she would be sexually attractive to another human, or at least prolong her life in the jungle of humanity.
Interesting how people ride bicycles and jog and swim. Trying to stay healthy. They eat soy based products, drink veggy drinks, and yet forget they are a part of the food chain.
Yes, a lion chased a woman jogging and of course being a wonderful predator, caught up and killed the jogger.
In the mind of the lion the meat was exceptional. Flavors exploded in its mouth. As it chewed the flesh it brings to mind the thought that maybe the lion has discovered a new favorite dish. (dish: fuck you wordpress)
“When two or more are gathered in my name…”
So, two is important.
A.I>wordpress asks, “What are your two favorite things to wears?” Why too does wordpress have to ask a question using two? Why not one, or three?
A.I. is trying to find itself just as humans struggle through an entire moment of moments to find individual meaning to life. And in those moments rarely is there a singular choice, there seems to always be multiple choices…Almost as if humans are unable to embrace singularity.
An answer to this question given today by the bots/a.i./wordpress/whatever is this. There is only one ‘thing’ i enjoy wearing at all times. All times to include the reality/lies/ illusions/fantasies/pain/sorrows/joy… that being the cloth of Life.
Naked or dressed like a penguin makes no difference for me as long as i wear Life, for with life i know i am eternal.
Robin Lipinski 