25.12.23


mentor admissions
                       politicallyincorrect ehmissions

those what or who made him wet
stiffened his . . .
                  Is this a family show  Weel if he woudnt spare his family why woud he spare anyone elses he woudnt
stiffened his cock

   film is art

Jeremiah Johnson
                    he was a bornagain Mountain Man

when people discussed loneliness or being alone he thought  Is tha a thing
                                                                                his daughter then chimes in his ears
If you wonder if something’s a thing; it is.

      it just wasnt his thing

Fight Club  The Man from Nowhere subtitles  West Side Story Yahweel excuse him all to Hell

whisper revenge in his ear an hellbout follow yaanywhere


Nin Miller Hemingway Faulkner Sade Rimbaud Lautreamont Surrealists Burroughs 40s noir writers pulp science fiction
VanGogh Picasso Impressionists Surrealists Abstract Impressionists cunts Yahright flowers painted by OKeefe  Whawoud Frida say

   speaking for himself  ONE HUGE ejaculation
                                                     spent sighing  hell have to get back to ya

1340,  Reggaefriday,  22  12. 23
2134 changin’up 1234,  Monday – Christmas,  25  12. 23


he woke this morning and from bed looked at the black steel locked gun locker and the cardboard boxes atop it

      made him smile

few weapons tons of ammunition   reloading supplies
                                                           on parhe believed with slavish white Christian national zealots
which made him laugh too
                           made him think of Jack Nicholsons Joker  Wait till they get a load of me.
though he hadnt Nicholsons maniacal laughter

rather his was tinged with cold reasoned lethalness

   what also made him smilelaughtickled him was his accumulation Was tha the right word his collection   hobby

in the boxes above were hunreds and hunreds of original panels hed scissored from the Minneapolis Star & Tribune Bloom Countys Doonesburys Calvin and Hobbes Far Sides Guindons Oliphants politicalsocial commentaries astute scathingwry observations that helped informhone his developing ideologies
                                                                               which he may not have developed had he not been an avid newspaper reader growingup  hed been a ridiculous ten-year current events paperboy  you can take the boy away from the paper but you cant take the paper out of the boy
he was madeup of blood and newsprint ink
wasnt paper mache
                      wasnt a sucker for straw men  smelled one  rudelytactlessly eviscerated the argument
his mother taught himsometimes with a crack in the back of the head with her hand  Do not to suffer fools gladly

she was ruthless Cut them down in their tracks.

like he cutpunctuated silhouettes at the shooting range
                                                           while there hoping theyd be the only silhouettes hed have to cut


   So what were they

hobbies   collections   accumulations
cold comfort
before 0700,  Monday – Christmas,  25  12. 23
1806,  Monday


I’m confused. Earlier you wrote zero sum.
                                               Chinese?
Chinese

Yes.

Whas the confusionConfucius

Huh?

   Awrightsigh Confucius   Kong Qiu Chinese philosopher  Laozi  Another  Founder of Taoism

What are you getting at?
                            I asked zero sum, dim su . .
. . No stop  Not edible
                       Yaknoman For a moment I thought you were being clever   Then remembered youre not

What do you mean?

Zero sum Chinese

That’s what I’m asking.

Weel I believe any nation with eyes to Imperialism are zero sum nations They win you lose

   Imperialism.

Yes Practise theory attitude of maintaining or extending power over a foreign country countries Achieved through expansionism  The use hard power be it military or economic  Soft power  thaof diplomacy cultural imperialism
Kids farce Zero sum Chinese pulled the corners of his eyelids slightlyup Japanese slightly down Mixedup kid  NO   No  Americanese Russianese Noneeasy Calculating CIAese  Not nonzero sum
                                                                                  Dig
big sigh You lost me.

   There anything else on your mind I aint explaining beyond tha
                                                                      I believe I covered the bases Get a dictionary an encyclopedia learn for yourself if youre interested  How I learned   I hadhave  an interest

prior to 0700,  Monday – Christmas,  25  12. 23
1642,  Monday

to any and all spirits who sustain us

 

   Blue Guitar 


a favourite of mine – I loved conceiving it love repeating it like children  I hope youll enjoy


her blue guitar leans in the corner

against the stereo speaker


where she placed it


she liked  as she used to tell him in bed after they made love how invisible fingers 

radiating from the speaker held it  stroked its strings  played impossible chords  

the guitar sounded so different

shed never be able to recreate that music  imagine or remember it 

she said often the music was in accord to the music hed play during their lazy afternoons together  his imperfect scratched 78s  the keenly-guarded refined 33 1/3s  and those raucous 45s


she loved the echoes in her guitar its reverberations slipping like snakes in its chamber

she loved how the wind moving through the house visited it too

those days when she complained it was too cold and why did he have to have the house open

and on those days when the house was too hot

and the overhead fanblades were desperate to have their go at it

and the days since

when she hadnt been there to complain


but he would imagine she did

imagine all the qualities of her voice  its timbre and tone

when she was elated 

or distraught

when she was dreamy and contemplative

or singing with her eyes closed


all her persons he loved  and didnt  that she shared with him every moment they improbably had

without thought hesitation  or reservation

they  figuring improbably  that they would always have

stretched across the wide warm gulf of their living together


and now the sound hole of her guitar seemed far far larger   for each and every day they didnt have


he was jealous of her guitar

her fingerprints her tentarch or were they whorls invisibly etched onto its strings

its frets and tuning keys
                           her oils and scent on it
they were gone from him
                           his midnight showers eroded them from his skin its streams of water deafening his ears so he couldnt hear his crying or feel his hot tears running down his face

deafening him

a reason he fingered

because he could no longer hear her

hear her voices

feel her touch



blue
      her blue guitar

leaning dusty at the speaker

near the albums and jackets and paper slips brittlely ageing  yellowing without the kiss of sunlight

as he

without her kisses

warm touch

reviving strokes


   blue
  
1502,  CloverSunday,  1  6. 23
again 1350,  Monday -- Christmas,  25  12. 23