Whell talking to himself  near forlorn   thawasnt wha  I was expectin

    Building a tolerance eh

nodding Possibly   Verypossibly

                                     Might have to uptitrate kick it harder in the ass

Ten mg

Ten

       Catch my ahtention

But then I get loudnotice

We do

         Wha do ya think tha is

Chicago

          Chicago rearinup on its hindlegs

Yacan take the boy out of Chicago but not Chicago out of the boy

    Home

 

his boyhood house razed

                         ohthree

the only home hesever known

How long yabeen here

You misunderstand

                        Theres home  Anthen theres where you live  Park your ass

    Thas not home

Its where ya stay

 

Yastay

Jah Stay

              Stayin aint home

We woudnt know

You woudnt know

    No

           Not since we found you

Were home

 

felt his shoulders fallspine slacken  not much

                                                  hopefully not recognisable

then he thought why the fuck not

                                    theyd feel the seismic   shift

Im happytickled youve found a home

Jah  Thank you  We are too

                                  Though sometimes   Awfully spooky digs

I hearya brother

                    Know the times

Knowem well

    But

Were still kickin

                                   

    May I may we        

he knew where they were going  they were as transparent to him as he to them

                                                                                      Knock yourselves out

Ahmen

         We be kickin bro

Jah  We be

1015,  Monday,  25  5. 26

Vanilla Fudge  You Keep Me Hangin’ On  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5-V8V0fPEq0

60s O.S.T. from Once Upon a Time in Hollywood  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dEnGjhDFtKY&list=PLDisKgcnAC4Tn2kjbXBPiXDu5lVCffkLr&index=1

Awman  yacant just live an let live theyre freakin ground squirrels

Think not.

             I don’t care for ‘em.

Forget the last timewha three years ago

    That was last tim . .

. . Poison killed off the chipmunks too

                                           Were only now enjoying their return

It was a bad decision.

You made

             Whas your hard-on about

I . .

. . You break an ankle steppinin a hole

    It’s possible.

Yabeen here more than thirty years  Break a leg

No.

Growin crops

No.

      They’re undermining my stone retaining wal . .

. . Three-point rock walls

                            

                             Not three feet tall

Im happy to helpya rebuild if tha will save lives

It’s a . .

. . Life

    It’s an animal.

Yare an animal

                       Hail Almighty Man

We can go to Hell

 

Have you always had a low opinion of us

For as long as I can remember

                                 Constantly fuckinup

Have to compare things to ourselves

Arrogant

Hubris

Consistently

1510,  Sunday,  24  5. 26

1035,  Monday – Memorial Day,  25  5. 26

Black Sabbath  War Pigs  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K3b6SGoN6dA

Of coarsehes talking to himself he talks to himself

                                                  hes good company

doesnt have to hang on his words

                                          knows

the attendant facets to stories  can argue them

cant blow smoke up his ass

don even try

              not him

he knew better

anif he didnt “Whereof one cannot speak, thereof one must be silent.”

                                                                            Wittgensteins (Proposition 7) Tractatus Logico-Philosophicus

wise

 

he couldnt lie to himself if he tried

                                     had he

hed commit to lying his whole life longknew cunts

called them out

they doubled down

at first he tried to convince them they were wrong

                                                     Admit it   Face the music

brazenly You’re out of your mind.

                                    What?  You gonna rat me out?

    No

           Im gonna tell the truth

You piece of shit.

You  Jah

             he agreed

didnt make friends

they couldnt trust him

                        on the playground in the dirt and woodchips they dug a line with the heel of their shoes

he crossed it

thats wherewhen he learned his ethics

                                                    not that he knew the word

but had he not

had he been otherwise

the crap that backed up into his throat

                                         that he spat

he watched others swallow

                              they grimaced 

but felt it a small price to pay to elude the horseshit the beatings he contended with

all that did was steel his resolve

                                            not that he knew the word

   Jah  he talked to himself

1510,  Sunday,  24  5. 26

0913,  Monday – Memorial Day,  25  5. 26

Aerosmith  Walk This Way  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4c8O2n1Gfto

Secretary of Defence Hegseth wants America to deliver a ONE AND A HALF TRILLION DOLLAR military budget into his inane though Hegseth believes like he believes in God  into his capable hands

addressing West Point graduates

                                    “As Charlie Kirk often said, remember always, this too shall pass. The good times will pass. The bad times will pass.”

noteworthy  Kirk  “. . . applied unsuccessfully to West Point, the elite US military academy.”  https://www.bbc.com/news/articles/cdxqnkwerj7o

    why invoke his name

https://www.realclearpolitics.com/video/2026/05/23/hegseth_delivers_west_point_commencement_address_you_cant_throw_your_pronouns_at_the_enemy.html?utm_source=substack&utm_medium=email

“We're sending you to lead, we're sending you to forge warriors, and we're sending you, perhaps, to war.”

aahjah Operation Epic Fury  https://www.centcom.mil/OPERATIONS-AND-EXERCISES/EPIC-FURY/

0828,  Monday – Memorial Day,  25  5. 26

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