25.9.21

 

Never heard of a pensee

his brother shrugged
                       A what?
Pensee

Nah. What’s that?

A fun little exercise
                     Five lines First line is the subject two syllables  everything following is dependent on the number of syllables

Awright, I’ll play; two syllables, that sucks.

Thats so you

Ain’t it?
        What’s next?

The description of the subject four syllables Followed by action seven syllables Followed by setting eight syllables final thought six syllables

What’s next?

Description Four syllables

Of what?

That sucks


his brother languished he might have had one beer too many to entertain the task of a pensee

 

on the return flight from his fathers 90th birthday he scribbled on a napkin provided with a fortified Bloody Mary That sucks

Description Four syllables
                             A hairy bone  it was his kid brother afterall
rolling

action seven
              Nibble nibble nibble bite

setting eight
              In the back seat of an old car

final thoughts six
                   Got something on your chin

he wrote the pensee as a text to his brother and sent it off when he landed in California


a week later he hadnt heard a thing

his brother was either more lousy on a cellphone than he or he didnt remember he provided the subject and hence was uninterested in replying

full moon -- Harvest moon rising,  Monday,  20  9. 21
1607,  Reggae Friday,  24  9. 21

 

he woke this morning AGOG
                               the AGOG occurred to him as he pet his cats good morning they usually bumrushed himstomped his kidney much like his children when they were small advising him BREAKFAST no article preceding  BREAKFAST
              anbefore risinguttering his patent Awright time to get this show on the road he flinchedthe realisation  CHRIST 
         the pantywaist  hes a fucking drama queen   a drama queen flittingprancing here to there cryingwhining 
The election was fixed boohoo 

too bad his old man and Cohn were lax teaching him how to be a man he was a Peter Pan

he laughed out loudsurprised himself unfortunately the former wasnt fixed years ago
                                                                                      into the future now hed have to contend with his whiner sonsthose rare moments when some chump media outlet peripherallyviolated his sensibilities  their appearance would interrupt himhe wouldnt go looking for them  he didnt go looking for clowns any more than he went looking for their fatherMango


a drama queen
                 well shy forty percent of Americas electorate waddle after him with their noses up his ass like dogs

a drama queen  collared poodles   both yipping for pets and treats

0756,  Saturday,  25  9. 21
           


its been a long time

 1631
        conceivedcoined  a stones throw shy of 400 years  plutocrat  plutocracy or plutarchy   he dug plutarchy  hung it right up there beside anarchy 
                                 right up there with ANACHY spraypainted in drippy black on a brick building just inside an alley off Lasalle east of Loring Park  fuckin retard  took all the airthe fear out of anarchists  cant spell right  ought to cut to the chase enter the military it accepts people with 81 IQs GIs just smart enough to keep their mouths shut not drool openly point a weapon pull a trigger not ask why just do what theyre told   flesh and blood automatons

stupidity makes one act without thinking of anyone other than themselves


wealth makes one act without thinking of anyone other than themselves

 

IF Cuba could nationalise U.S. corporate sugar mills
                                                         expropriating U.S. owned sugar land Castro said “the Sugar Companies seized the best land of our country . . . an invasion of insatiable and unscrupulous foreign capitalists who have recuperated many times the value of what they invested . . . it is the duty of the people . . . to be inclined toward the recuperation of its national riches, taking them away from the control of the monopolies . . . that impede the progress of the people, promotes political interference, and infringes upon the (people’s) sovereignty . . .”

IF then-presidential candidate Mitt Rmoney touted corporations are people too

THEN following course
                         eight of the ten wealthiest people in the world live in the United States
Nationalise them
                   that would put an enormous dent in the worlds plutarchy

0949,  Reggae Friday,  24  9. 21

Betty Hutton  It’s Oh So Quiet  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Ojarj6nTM4


24.9.21

 
couldnt have missed it if he tried

smackdab in the middle of the livingroom

she was in a white box tied up with red ribbon
                                                 a sizable box a cube with a lid threefeet 91.44 centimeters he had a thing for metrics  he had a thing for her 96 60 96  a notch above classic
                                                                                but only after he got her out of the box
she didnt pack herself into it

she neatly cut the wood floor between joists they had a trapdoor now and stood on a 182.88 centimeter step ladder on the basement floor


when he untied the box and opened it she was haloed in white light thrown up by portable carpenter spotlights 

grrl had everything going on 

he dug her black lacy lingerie

he smiled
           Aint my birthday

No.  I thought I’d surprise you.

Im surprised
             he kneltkissed her fondled her played with her tits plenty more got her out of her bra kissed her feverishly

laughing she threw her head back  I got something else you can get me out of.

Ohshityes
           I gotta get you out of the box

she laughed harder
                     I was thinking my panties.

Happy one of us is thinking


he helped her up and out out of her panties tossed her on the rocking loveseat and made love to her

 

when people stoppedvisited  they noticed the trapdoor in the livingroom floor

they laughedhe said
                      Not really she trapped me long before that

visitors were perplexed

they didnt say

early AMish,  Thursday,  23  9. 21
1126,  Reggae Friday,  24  9. 21
Fireflies  She’s My Witch  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jWbm44AYoEk
The Flamingoes  I Only Have Eyes for You  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FvzNeh4Mq1o

 

the bitch has returned

might be corrupting him
                          he wrote dnuof instead of found yesterday he wrote halfway instead of always

he was keeping his eyeballs peeled
                                      thinking that this might be the beginning of something whether bitched  or that he was slippingsome kind of disconnect between his brain and fingershand/eye coordination or some disconnected automatic writing that Dadaists or Surrealists would stroke their dicks to . . yesYES  yes  . . some were females theyd stroke their clits  alas both sexes with their fingers in the pie PEACH PIEthere he was making himself feel better stroking hands poking fingers PEACHes smeared he licked his fingers
                                                                 he didnt wash his facedidnt scrub his moustache he could tongue it revive the taste in his mouth shiver his cock with slickslippery remembrances
                                                                                           SEX was probably the very first file bulging file he fingered among his abundantoverflowing memories the second and third bulging  religion politickles
he hit the floor running when he met new people courtesy suggests one does not discuss any of the three in genial settings but he preferred striking the iron while it was hot he threw cautions to the wind it was a fine sieve like panning for gold what few friends he had had run what they called his gauntlet
                                                                                     which was rich  it wasnt a gauntlet
it was time-savings he had finite time and preferred it be well spent 
no brainer


yup . . from here on out . eyeballs peeled
                                           he liked to play
                  
1155,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  22  9. 21
1029,  Reggae Friday,  24  9. 21
Ram & Sel  Screw You  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YOKICetkjd8

 

he thoughthe was a thoughtful kind of guy   You think too much. his daughters told him   Aw Im mindful   You’re anal.   Im detailed
                    that shut them up  they knew him to be detailed to a fault  woe to the merchant present or over-the-telephone who tried to cross him  is dotted ts crossed his argument virtually scripted
                                                                                         You should have been an attorney, Dad.

he explained that the law confined lawyers  he preferred to be a freethinker 
                                                                                  a freetinker

 

he thoughthaving written on one side of a napkin itd be rude not to traipse across its other side  paper has two faces like many people  itd be ridiculous to scribble on one side and not the other

the napkin apparently agreed with him

it relaxed so much that where it had been folded since manufacturing its folds came out 

unfolded  flat  it allowed him to print easily and have to match its edges to refold it when he finished

hed written love letters on napkins


                                          thats what he wrote on the napkins second side  an airline napkin that otherwise would have been thrown away

9PM CST,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  15  9. 21
1509,  Thursday,  23  9. 21

23.9.21

 

History repeats itself
                       we – as people – cant pickup our feet as we walk or run trip on the detritus it scattered yesterday last year hunredsanhunreds of years ago

its a continuum
                links forged around the world in unfoldingongoing blackanwhite newsreel  stark  without murmuring commentatorstalking heads
Fact
     cold  hard  Reality


from Charlie Englishs The GALLERY of MIRACLES and MADNESS page78  “. . . straw enemies . . . Kulturbolschewismus (cultural Bolshevism), Kunstbolschewismus (art Bolshevism), and Verfallskunst (art of decay) . . . Parasitic growths . . . symptoms of a ‘slowly rotting world’ . . . hastening (us) ‘towards the abyss’ . . . warn(ing): ‘Woe to the peoples who can no longer master this disease!”
                                  ohso Aryan 
ohso pasty White
                 its BLOOD  SEX to increase the genetic strength of future generations  the Volksgemeinschaft (people’s community)  it cant allow the degeneration the pollution of mixed blood  cantNO allow Leben unwurdig des Lebens
“life unworthy of life”


he neednt explain who espoused those stunning beliefs who mindfucked his adopted country

a dope a raging 80 IQ can summons the necessary synapses to fire and whisper who in his ear  as well a recent who
a fat effete rabblerouser who coaxed who KOed 80s to flush their addled porous brains with hot dopamine  cheerlead their fears provoked their latent festering anger

Bullwinkle is a dope
                      Rocky never finished reading the sentence from the chalkboard because Bullwinkle the Moose interrupted him “No, not that lesson, this lesson!”  the cartoon show interrupted for a commercial break which taught him advertising wasnt a lesson


generationally we are challenged by buffoons
                                               unfortunately 24/7social media 24/7entertainment 24/7News enables them as they attempt to whitewash pervert reality  24/7 leaving precious little time to recallremember its Historys continuous newsreel spooling out line
                                        everything has an origin only newborn babes are New   

we ought to assess and evaluate
                                   by doing so the wheels come off the 24/7ride the braying  it abrades innuendo rumours lies  hones fabrications to the bone  reveals their base twisted reasoning
                                                                                          If it bleeds, it leads.
    people adore blood 
                            as long as its not theirs
 
1750,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  22  9. 21
1336,  Thursday,  23  9. 21
“If it bleeds . . .” spouted late 1890s by William Randolph Hearst 

 

it was Hollywood

he was a star in Hollywood

he had a star in Hollywood 
                             the grovelinghandprintshe scrawled his name dotted the is crossed the ts dated it he figured aside from his alreadydesigned headstone itd be the only other place where a date commemorating him might be found 
    then he remembered he carved JW & SB inside a heart with his jackknife on a tree in a park in his hometown pretty obscure  but that tree might have been cut downmight be  nonexistent   like the family house he grew up in razed a pretentious monstrosity erected in its place an Executive home maybe the builder-designer assumed Executives lack taste  were attracted to obscene price tags

    a tour bus drove past his house 
                                     it also drove past the terraced hotel where his teenage sister committed suicide he was convincedtruly that her tragedy would garner him fan sympathy and compassion help fortify and expand his base

since his parents were dead he was able to quash the story that when she jumped she was stoned on his cocaine

what happens in Hollywood costs plenty of dough to keep in Hollywood
                                                                          one of thousands of dirty secretstens of thousands in the naked city  a Hollywood currency Hollywood blood money  Sal Mineo Died for Our Sins Lionel Williams was Convicted for Our Sins

it takes a lot of scrubbingrubbing spit and polish to keep stars shiny  to keep them from tarnishing


he was a star
               hed die before hed fade
 
early morning,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  15  9. 21
1542,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  22  9. 21

22.9.21


he didnt see their differences rising to debate
                                                 flatlyI disagree  she heard him wrongshe heard him tell her she was wrong and wrong will twist anyones panties provoke angst roll outsummons point/counterpoint 

he was physically tired he didnt want to hear the bitching


         visual  beings as opposed to aural
                                               Soo . . you know the difference? a scent of venom 
Yes
abruptlyWhat?


   Seeing  Hearing

Yeessshissed like an asp
                            We, women, are aural beings; I think it’s unfortunate that you menYou men  really youmen  really can’t be more aural.
Because you’re visual you condemn us for being aural.

Jeesus hed take the condemnation if shed be quiet
                                                  No not condemn  Anif yare choosing to look through that lens  thats on youyer fault

Perfect; blame me.

No blame he was going to shut her down
                                         Im sorry  yare taking me wrong  again   Let meif I may tender a thought experiment  I think we can put this behind us tonight

Behind us; you like things being left behind us.

I do she scowled
                   That said  the thought experiment  Ifya had to go blind or deaf   which would choose . . 
. . Ohno, you’re setting yourself up . .
. . Im not  Simple  Yawanna see or hear    Which would be more problematic without

she folded her arms across her chest


she wasnt going to say
that was okay

Im exhausted babe
                     Im taking a shower then going off to bed  Ill kiss you before I turn in

she faced him looked like whatever was stuck in her mouth
                                                                  she didnt spit it out


halfway through his shower she joined him

halfway through her shower 
                                 I thought you were exhausted.

Im never too exhausted when it comes to making love with you

approaching 2100 CST,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  15  9. 21
1157,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  22  9. 21

21.9.21

 
he curled his fingers over the edge of the bed to tempt the monster under itdaring it to rise daring it to eat his hand
something he wouldnt have done as a kid
                                             shoulders tingling he also dared the monsters that lived in the dark
but he didnt expect themNo
                            not since the ghosts appeared had they dare creep against him at night in the house or outside it
            they made a mistake following him from the old place where shadows were deeper nightlighting more scarce they hadnt anticipated ghosts  this house was theirs the property was theirs
its probably why the monster hid under the bed 


the ghosts werent able to fend off the intruders who broke into the house 
                                                                             their error likely theyd seen his girlfriend come and go shed borrowed his car while hers was in the shop earlier she had a found a place of her own
they came expecting her

he couldnt say for certain the ghosts tipped him off
the young female had vocalised his name before
he heard his nameknew his girlfriend wasnt there
that woke him
then he heard an unghostlike noise in the livingroom 
it  sounded  like  two               

the hall was narrow

theyd come one after the other

he had a handaxe

he unsheathed his knife

he was pleased it was darkhe didnt want to see the damage hed inflict

as the first figure blackened the bedroom doorway he caved their head in with the axeyanked them forward onto the floor at the foot of the bed and launched himself like he was on Marvelwires at a second figure in the hallstriking them twice in the chest then shoulder as they turned and several times in the back
                                                                                 it was a kbar his brother gifted him

just beyond the second fallen he paused and tried to listen over the gurgling gore behind him for another intruder 

there didnt seem to be

he stepped into the studio snatched the telephone dialed 911 as he went back up the hall

he met no resistance

he stood at the bedroom threshold between the two unmoving figures


he figured he better put on some shorts




hed only been home two days

the house had been a crime scene for better than a week

he gave forensic cleaners a day



he curled his fingers over the edge of the bed to tempt the monster beneath it

he felt up to a match if the monster wanted 


maybe its like flyfishing
                          he had to find the right fly or nymph   or his reputation preceded him

0535,  Sunday,  12  9. 21
2212,  Twosday,  14  9. 21

15.9.21

 

Hey wrioters!
              Im on the road maybe Tierra del Fuego Casablanca Santorini Key West Amsterdam SUAHin my dreams
Seeya there
             Back in a week

Day-between-Two-Ts,  15  9. 21

14.9.21

 
Do you like my new lipstick?


she emailed him a selfie

she was lying on her back all puckered up
                                             the colour went well with her complexionspectacular with her nipples
he hadnt expected that

it made him muse
                   hed bet the lipstick would look great smudged on his hips and cock Ohyah would look sensational
he called her
              Hey yaknow wha I was thinking

I know what you’re thinking.


Awright smartass whawas I thinking

You were thinking how good my lipstick is going to look on you . . ah . shall I say . . wearing it? she laughed low sensual

Am I that transparent

No. I sent the picture wanting you to think that way.
                                                       Is it working? 
Standing up takin notice Ya got me baby

Wonderful; can't wait to see you this evening, love.

Were looking forward to it 

0527,  Sunday,  12  9. 21
1259,  Twosday,  14  9. 21
Sonny & Cher  I Got You, Babe  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r3BWaRkJ58M

  
     in his on-line Trash folder  Sex Dating: I am 18 years old, and I want a lover.
No they dont
            they dont even know who theyre engagingwho their audience ishes male  hed naturallyimmediately assume they were a woman  which is prejudiced    theres no reason the commenter would be feminine

he wondered who would fall for that line of crap

because he had zip idea who would
                                     at best  maybe   another18 year oldbut what 18 year old buys into  lover  he never had a partner he would describe to anyone as his lover 

he called his lover lover but that was between them 

two of three times he heard a womana woman  describe  their partner as their lover he blew his double whisky and light soda just enough to effervesce out through his nose 

third time he hadnt a sip in his mouth


or  Sex Datingreally
                       starting with Sex eleven words later lover  implausible


or maybe the come-on appealed to hopeless romantics

anif their hopelessness wasnt running a negative number yet
                                                                thatd sink it


it irritated him that it even found his Trash

2036,  Monday,  13  9. 21

13.9.21

     base  blasé Republicant Larry yakyak Elder seems to be play-actingperforming for the FOX Instagram TikTok Right wing Parlor Klout reality world 
                                 already crying that the recall election is fraudulentas fraudulent as the 2020 presidential election 
                      but before he could shake his headutter Horseshit he recalled Elders promoted that if reparations were to be discussed for slaves then that conversation should also be had in defence of slaveowners who were denied profits their slaves provided them

1753,  Monday,  13  9. 21

https://www.nbcnews.com/politics/elections/newsom-leads-california-recall-polls-larry-elder-pushes-baseless-fraud-n1279080

thank you Ari Melber

  

he couldnt rememberhe didnt think he was high   he was a year out of high school      mightve been

in an absurd moment he showed his buddy Lanky how the hero of a film he saw had smashed off the end of a fifth of whiskycreated a weaponjammed it into the throat of an enemy
                                                                  he recreated itfiguring Lanky  like most people  was visual  smashed the end of the bottle on the squared concrete base supporting a metal light pole

the end came off neatly like hed been doing it for yearssurprised him  he lungedstabbed it into the carotid artery for the kill  the bottle crumpled unexpectedly lacerating his fingers and hand
                                                                               not too bad       multiple wounds
none stitchworthy would make for a fun story  a remembrance

bleeding as freely as he was he didnt think or it didnt feel that he had embedded slivers if so theyd work themselves out

Lanky saw the blooddropped like he was shot which was fucking hilarioushe laughed so hard he teared up 


then he realised Lanky had actually fainted


at the sight of blood




he might have to reassess his friendship


Lanky was cold a couple of minutes
                                      gave him enough time to pull his shirt offbind his hand hold it above his head and wary of any blood snaking down his arm

a tight bind

pretty sure the wounds were superficial

 

if they were likely he wouldnt be sharing this story
                                                      he dispatched his lamppost adversary  he was of the stuff of secret agents

0525,  Sunday,  12  9. 21
1641,  Monday,  13  9. 21
Johnny Rivers  Secret Agent Man  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tlWqK83JP8I