22.7.17



I just gotta say 

           the president  as he calls himself  is exhibiting what a profound cunt he is

when someone belches unexpectedly they ask courteously Please excuse me

then someone else can either says Youre excused or Youre pardoned

this belcherthis cunt wants to belch and pardon himself

1157,  Saturday,  22  7. 17 

21.7.17






from the prologue of Patrick Rothfusss The Name of the Wind near the bottom of the page
He moved with the subtle certainty that comes from knowing many things

any sentence that made him pausegot him thinking  was a good sentence

he played with it

He moved with the subtle certainty

                the confidence  that comes

                            that is earned  from knowing many things

                                        from keeping his eyes open his fist ready STRIKE

                                        from keeping his eyes open his hands at the ready


he moved with the assured confidence STRIKE

he moved with a confidence that was STRIKE

he moved with a confidence earned by keeping his eyes open ADD head on a swivel

he moved with a confidence earned by keeping his eyes open head on a swivelhis hands at the ready


his sentence had more words but he liked the thought of the protagonist being a man of action rather than  he couldnt say for sure  it was a single page prologue  rather than a mystic or sorcerer   




if they thought they could jump him he took an ear to commemorate their mistaken belligerence

it was a substantial town and unfortunately it seemed filled with substantial idiots who talkedup inflated their prowess and bravado to the extent they were forced to putup or shaddup
and not to mention
              no  not to mention   he was a terminal provocateur who excelled at playing his part in the drauma
(he coined the wordbinding drama and trauma) as naturally as a fish takes to water

he saw to it that he dispensed Lessons

slowly he formed a covey of poor Learners who wouldnt listen to reason who unfortunately had to Learn for themselves in itself not a disreputable trait  
not by any means 
             no  not by any means disreputable  only in their brayingtheir pompous assness

then afterwards
              clutching a rag he tossed them to the side of their heads he cut their ear from  he stood over them and into their good ear he told them to be grateful he wasnt fond of the saying Cat got your tongue  his father gave him that when as a boy he stutteredstammered was unable to get his thoughts out and was wild at his fathers taunting

Itd be a far uglier disposition eh  to have to scurry forward through life without a tongue  Unhappy lovers  Cant speak  Frustrated by being unable to fully express and explain yourself  Scribbling instead with a pencil on a piece of paper

This could have been worse
  
                    This could have been worse for you                                                      
Consider yourself fortunate due to my inclinations



he rathered a man of action  to a mystic or sorcerer

1717,  Thursday,  20  7. 17
1234,  Friday,  21  7. 17

20.7.17

This Isnt the Place (http://www.factmag.com/2017/07/19/nine-inch-nails-this-isnt-the-place-add-violence/)  No it isntor at least not the place I meant to beto go  Ill bet it was that turn a halfhour back I thought I ought to take but since I wasnt confident I didnt

Confidence is everything isnt it
                                  the Confidence we express with our bodies how we carry ourselves(now this nears the Warm Place (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MN6sfJ1qFQg) he intendedthe Confidence we exuded in how we allow people to talk to us
                                                                               anif he had his Druthers hed have a collection of sliced off tongues hanging from a twine of catgut or rawhide from a beltloop on his holey crotch-patched Levis(you can take the boy out of FREAK but ya aint takin freak out of the boy) however  fortunately perhaps  he couldnt find his Druthers no matter where he looked  he assumed it was with his childhood toys that quietly disappearedhis mother reiterating time and time again I dont know the toy youre talking about  They were only three toys he said I had a grey(it was a battle piece of a Civil War set he and his brother received from Santa together) a grey rubber rebel runningbrandishing an upraised sword in one hand a revolver in the other  a red rubber bison bison that I imagined fifteen feet tall at the shoulders and who devastated old West false front towns and Indian encampments with extreme prejudice  and a battery-operated tottering white Atomic submarine a clear plastic roof ran its length and fit over its conning tower and periscope it launched four ballistic missiles port and starboard and had a lethal phalanx of four torpedoes fore  he was getting Closer (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HaA4zHMnwDs)  They were your toys she said  I didnt do anything with them 

in a parallel world of Druthers his mothers tongue would hang from his belt  

Confidence to know yourself and not be pushed off who you are by anyone  as the example above: those who usually assault you first are your family  his Confidence was spurred on by an old man a neighbor who taught him to invest in himself and it was that swelling Confidence that took him early and lifted him over those razorlike reefs into the wide blue Sees  he realised his Family as nothing more than other people

Thats a terrible thing to say others have said


No its not  Its simply the place I arrived



This is the place


0020,  Thursday,  20  7. 17
1234,  Thursday,  20  7. 17
Nine Inch Nails songs

19.7.17



(before he wrote about Bobby) 
                    he imagined that posting No. 1234 ought to be of an innarestin natureYah  the next post of numerical consequence he would realiseinvoke would be No. 2345  1111 posts from 1234  or No. 3456 No. 4567 then the surfeit tide of Nos. 5678 6789 7890   he had no intention of creating posts in excess of four digits except one
No. 10000

that was his ambitious game plan when he committed No. 1 “I got holes in my soles” on 18 February 2014 to wrioter

his daughters asked Why would you stop at 10000 dad


Really

Lets look at the simple arithmetic(which could produce a mild arrhythmia) shall we grrls 10000 minus 1234 equals 8766

There are 365 days in a yearour next Leap Year is 2020

8766 divided by 365 is 24.0164 years

Id obviously pick up some days with the inclusion of leap yearsbut for sake of argument lets call it 24 years FROM NOW if I post once a day every day

I havent viewed any actuary tables which game the odds of white male longevity  although Id suggest you do the simple addition and considercontemplate how old youll be in 24 years  the shortcut youll both nearly be my age now  Soberinghuh but keep firmly in mind  age is a figment of someone elses imagination and not the internalthe infernal concept you hold inside your own head      


In conclusion grrls

               Easier said than done



theres always the whitewashed simplicity of talktalk

he talked with a gentleman from Colorado a proponent of the legalization of marijuana  and in one breath he wowed him with the 100million dollars collected in taxes this year alone but then also blew him away with its unintended consequences  edibles candies accidentally(?) consumed by minors who ended up in emergency rooms and also its fatalities murders  those contests raised by lack of regulation of how edibles should be taken

Warning labels  Youre referring to warning labels

Exactly  It is unregulated


erWell  to be sure Colorado was the groundbreakerflying without instruments  And every actionnot to minimise Colorados minors or the unfortunate fatalities provides unintended consequences  People are too innarested in the Here and Now to take pause and look out at the horizon and try to see beyond it  Try to play appropriate thought games
Wha if

Youre not going to get thatYou know how politicians to respond to supposition speculation conjecture

Thats because were wildly thrown at the wall of the Future
Im saying go slower exalt the ramificationspossibilities  be deliberate
Deliberate


Then nothing gets done

I disagree  It gets done slower   Run a Grand Prix without a circuit an aint nobody running in excess 100 miles an hour  Thats the fix  Theres no formed path to exploit

Nothing will get done


You ever cross a frozen river 

What

For that matter a river that appears to be frozen

I dont understand

I used to go through the Forest Preservesacross the frozen Des Plaines River to get over to Mannheim to a bowling alley  I can tell you that I crossed that river very slowly and with every shuffle my heart pounded in my ears almost obscuring the sound of the ice cracking underfoot and me trying to determine if the crack was stress or if the crack was going deeper and let go and drop me into the river  I crossed it seven times  After three I was feeling invincible  I quit it the last time when near the edge I dropped into the water  At the edgethe shallowest wateryoud have thought it was frozen solid 

My point being  you didnt go directly across itfull steam because it looked frozen GO   I was deliberate  I went slow  And yet I still got to the bowling alley ahead of my buddies


A curious analogy

That analogy as you say killed plenty of kids every winter  During the summer months its dams killed others  Hell around here it aint Spring until some college kid falls to his death off the cliff overlooking the nude beach  Ive been to that beach  Worthwhile nudes dont go there



talktalk  its whitewashed simplicity

                             things are always easier Said than Done           


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