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                                                                                                      

12.9.21

 
    archives
                      ark eyes holds folds fields folios nomos
                                                                from Booksellers a documentary: “. . the invisible hand of computer editing . .” manuscripts edits rewrites computers are erasing the process erasing the evolution of creativity
were denied physicals baselines were presented The Product and even the writer the poet couldnt retellpossibly even recall how The Product came to be maybe fact was they were only scribes taking dictation often his product his mosaic was like that
               which establishes plausible deniabilityHEYYOU
you keep walking
HEYYOU YOU  I MEAN YOUSTOP
you keep walking
you aint HEYYOU or YOU
why should you stop
I SAID STOPthey grab you by the shoulder  not smartbetter have backup
                                                                                           they do
I SAID STOP BACK THERE

You said heyyou heyyou hays for horses  I aint heyyou to anybodywhy would I think you were hollering at me

I think it was pretty apparent we were calling to you.

Apparent You were at my back Unlike my mothermothers in the neighbourhood I grew up in I havent eyes in the back of my head Ya might have caught up with me and asked Excuse me?
                                                                         he chucked them on the shoulder If I was black ya might have shot me
                            Wha


plausible deniability
                      hed finger the many other hes who entertained himwho talked with him or through him
they werent multiple personalities
they were hangers-on
an entourage
part of a posse
they always had curious insights intriguing ideas confounding messages
he let them talk
                 because he knew he couldnt shut them up
gag em
theyd become ventriloquists
as wordy but muffled

plausible deniability  p d   p d please
                                        Gimme a break bub It wasnt me Yaneed to go back to the drawingboard
they werent having it           

they felt they had their man


what they had was The Producta product written in light in a font without prints DNA a signature 

they thought they were clever
                                had his IP address

which was as good as having a street address to a high-rise apartment building a thousand stories tall in the Naked City There are eight million stories in the naked city; this (is) one of them. Joe Friday Dragnet The facts ma’am, just the facts.

fact was they had an end-result that even he wasnt sure from where it came
                                                                                   just a fact
another bust goes buns up

bust  buns XXX
                   time for another double whisky neat

he felt something growing

2230,  Reggae Friday,  10  9. 21
1331,  Saturday,  11  9. 21

11.9.21



if it occurred to him it must have occurred to others

not something you walk up to people and ask
                                                 though he didhe couldnt help himself 
he may have come off derogatoryit wasnt his intent

he was curious
                   like having a tiger by the tail  just cant let it go or he couldnt let it go


Excuse me?

Please you heard meI was looking you dead in the eyes when I asked     

Excuse me?
                   thats how denial sounds  an echo     or maybe they like the sound of their own voice   

Ya heard me

Excuse me?
               hed have to check the Book  didnt seem there was anythingWait  wait  Peter  three times   three times he denied knowing Jesus Christ  they know for his ignominy he was crucified upside down
                                                                                                  thats a bitch

Awright  Ill play Ill repeat myself   However don excuse yourself again answer me
CAN YOU HEAR ME

they nodded

YOU CAN HEAR ME

they nodded again

GOOD

they nodded

 

Isnt praying like begging

Friday,  14  4. 17
2351,  Thursday,  9  9. 21
Buck Owens  I’ve Got a Tiger by the Tail  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UGYE77y4qY4 

 

he watched a squirrel in his neighbours backyard from the kitchen window as he washed dishes

a low white picket fence ran between their yards a simple demarcation of property

they had a trampoline sunbleached   pale blue

the squirrel had leapt down off the trunk of the black walnutcovered the fifteentwenty feet to it and scrambled up onto its apron

it perched upright on its haunches appeared peevish

then dropping onto allfours it followed the apron slow l y sniffi n g completely around the trampoline

as it began its second tour he thought Comon knucklehead you can do it Cross the trampoline  Comon

Ooh ow hadnt done this in a while his brain began to ache   telepathy hurt


the squirrel finished its second round but between seven and four oclock where it began it walked a bit unsure  quirky fidgety

   it paused
              he took a deep breathneurons sparkedhe kept slinging the suggestion Cross it man you can do it Go  Croooss it croooss

the squirrel began a third counterclockwise venture  then again paused
                                                                          pausing it turned on its heels facedleft looked across the trampoline
                      Go man gogo  go onGO buddy suddenly asif swept away it boundedbounced it chitteredOooh like a gasping Marilyn Monroe Seven Year Itch above the subway grate as her skirt blew up around her ears OOOOHloud and clear boundedbounced twisted in the air found its feet like a cat agile little critter
                                                                                    he might have been delirious but he could have sworn it did somersaults flips squealing the whole while
his brain quit aching
Right on brother
                 as it began it stopped bounded once twice was in the air off the trampoline to the grass to the black walnut up its trunk disappearing into the boughs
he was pretty sure it had a nest in the walnut


the water had cooled

he pulled the plugran hot water into the other sink and when it heated plugged the sink againtopped it off  a touch more soap

What are you doing in there? he heard his mother ask from the diningroom It doesn’t take that long to wash the dishes; are you screwing off?
NO
    Being thorough

WE  HAD  SANDWICHES.

a mind like a bear trap  

Damn she was sharp 
                    Maw The world will always be what the world has always been 

Quit screwing off; finish up you have other chores, you’re dragging your feet.

Dragging my feet
                his family didnt respect insight intellect as much as it wanted him to break his back
 
whenever,  Friday,  14  4. 17
1307,  Friday,  10  9. 21