Monday, July 29, 2024

All Children Are Ours... I

“The children are always ours, every single one of them, all over the globe; and I am beginning to suspect that whoever is incapable of recognizing this may be incapable of morality.

Baldwin.



First I would like to apologize to anyone who cares whether I watch the Olympics or not.  The matter is personal.  I want people to enjoy them, etc... as much as ever.  I can't, and this is my loss.


I came on here to write about the Olympics.  I do not know if anyone cares whether or not I watch.  I suppose someone wonders.  I am the guy who just when I am smelling like roses,  somehow manages to spill shit on myself.  Humbled always.  Learning.  Two things have bothered me greatly.  I was very worried about a genocidal racist, would be Demo gouge, who they say is the chosen one.  Crap that only those with very limited myths to draw from to paint the way they interpret reality.

The Olympics is just too depressing for me to watch, due to how fresh my memories are of the last one.  I am embarrassed and troubled by what happened before, during the last Olympics.  I do not remember that person.  I was not faking liking the Olympics and would watch it now if there were not a higher principle at work.   It is not that I have  some big intellectual point, or to piss anyone off.  NBC made clear they are racist and prefer I not watch, s for all I know they are happy I am not watching the Olympics.  You despise me, many of you, and I cannot help this.  I prefer to be liked, but I take it as it comes.  God is  great comfort to me. 

I hope one day I can understand your world better.  I do not fit in, that is for sure.  

I do not care if others watch the Olympics, and hope they enjoy it, that they cheer, and everyone is inclusive behind the event.  In my case, I wish you the best.  I would never wish to see my opinion matter on everything.  I never want people to think I do not like sports, or said anything of those things in a fake way.


Things are too dark inside of me right now to enjoy anything much, other than fantasies that take me far from my triggers, or immersion in my constant pondering.  I lose the pleasure of the wonderful athletics, for now.  Nothing more, or meant to stop others enthusiasm.  I would join you if I could enjoy such a thing. . .  now is not my time, but if it is yours, God Bless you.  I do not advocate any actions to stop the Olympics, though the horrible way they handled their homeless, should be a lesson to Chicago to be a paragon of compassion during the convention.  Use it as an opportunity to transition as many people as possible, perhaps.


I comment on a world I am so ignorant about.  There is world above this world.  One where as recently as a few years ago people were going to kill me, over another mistake... and if they had... the results would have been horrific.  Never question my loyalty to doing the right thing, backing the issues, doing what I can, while at the same time understanding I am the student, not a teacher to be trusted.  I do not think I am told enough about this world to have valid opinions.  This concerns me.  I can tell right from wrong and I will always use this influence I have for good, but sometimes that means rebuking.  Japan wanted me to watch the Olympics, they made a lot of money off of me.  I noticed this and wonder if the same thing would happen if I went back, as the person I am now.  So much has happened since this event.

I have worked with racists before on huge matters, we have common ground.  I feel like they insulted the person I am, over a matter that shows their madness, and reflects well on me in my moral world, of which at least those here in Chicago, and probably around the country, are racist.  What they showed me about the world is distressingly typical.  I doubt everyone who works there is like that, but God only knows.

I hate to white splain or man plain or any of those things.   I listen and learn.  I am tired of macho bluster, like my stupid, violent statement about that newscaster.  I would not want to see him harmed.  Or his Children told I despise them, I do not.  I love them and pray they escape the mindtrap of their father.  The sooner the cult leader of the white supremacist cult leader falls, the sooner this type loses even more power.  Racism will make you enemies, just as we enter a time when we are going to need all the friends we can get, to fight environmental degradation.  A time to keep our hearts open.

I do not want my words to ever again harm another being.  "We fight, we win."  Vice President Harris said this.  I used to write this, about the class war.  Not that I expect her to know that...



















Friday, July 19, 2024

Unsettling Delusions and erroneous conclusions napping at my oh so heroically bandaged ear

Between trump and seeing the racist crowds

Drunk on Conversion 

to a church built into their minds by repetition 

lies turned into truths


no time for metaphors in poetry

The MAGA's are too literal a threat to hide in fine words.


Today, I just went off.  And a bit yesterday, feeling like a few things needed to be straightened out, after a bit of thought, though of course in the end I was honest, and though I may have seemed an ass at times, it was how I felt.  I am always curious about how you describe me.  I see Censa doing shark week.  I am not a shark, I am fairly certain, from a big star once saying when I wore gray they wondered if a shark could be vegetarian.  Whatever, I took them to be negative, and not me.

I am not sure if this is the gray you asked me about...  am I gray.  When I have no clue what that is, or the use of purple to a much greater degree than I would like, or for that matter any color.  I am not a royalist.  Sorry.  Means nothing to me.  Bloodlines mean nothing to me, and never have, felt like I was the self-created artist, that I dodged the bullet of having a life in the factory, raising kids... I wanted to be an artist and had no idea how, or anyone giving me any direction at all in life.  As a kid, forever.  No one.  Hardly any parenting as a child.  I was raised by a neighborhood,, kids in the streets, rough kids whose parents beat the hell out of them.. and they shared those fists with who they could.  And all the other stories that made fighting part of my upbringing.  

I see this peacemaker character you make of me.  Different than a fallen Jesus. Because I stepped up when confronted.  I am not sure I am right and cannot write my thoughts on the matter... if I was always right, but the end results seem...  I am just not sure...

  

Anyways today I dangerously spoke out of the horror of what is happening...  getting to me.  I feel this way at times, like violence is a solution. For a stupid moment, where anger gets the best of me, and all thought in my head is suspect....   I sure as hell would never want to cause this country more pain.  I have to fight peacefully, because this is how you win.  I hope we can all come together.

I apologize for my hate.  Redemption.  Have to try.



 I hope you edit me though I doubt you do.  Are people still watching me...   I guess I have no right to expect to get to ever be alone.  Part of the sentence, or what...  You who celebrate my pain, can dance your little happy dance today.  Those who have died around me feel worse than some relatives, an unrelenting war in some streets, too many guns, too many dead.  The police ramped up for war in every inter-action.  










Tuesday, July 9, 2024

Polluted, Deluded Drastic string theories of Streams Of Consciousness

  Zigging-Zagging all about

My thoughts go from stout

 to doubt

A poem I tell myself

 to let the mind free

tap the unconscious

 let be what will be

the spirit

speaking

without me

the ouija board moving under trembling fingers to a tentative .  .  .

I seek words that coalesce before me out of molecules

that appear flying past me from behind me

 all coming to a point where they hit the page together

bringing forth some thought that the conscious mind is unaware of


the man in the day to day prays and prays

for forgiveness of the smallest of slights.

The larger ones there is a point where all I can do is say...

I accept my place in History as one who made the right decision

because God created a man you would just happen to choose who would not

accept the world if offered....

the Christ.

You power hungry mad fiends could not believe 


Now I know you are back

circling the doors of all the houses

who will not join his heretical sect

who bring the Lord's name to their drunken orgies of hatred.


God is not hate.  'Vengeance is mine said the Lord.'

I once thought I needed dark justice and I thank God  I did 

not have the power to do so.

I regret the dead no matter what side they are on.

I cannot imagine why you are being raised watching me...

Some of you.

I am not a show.


I do not know if I will ever be allowed in your world

or if I would want to, of course.


All I know some days is that I sure as hell wish I could call my old friend Bob

who was another who came into my life with an agenda

He dare not speak...







Hope Is In Our DNA

      Faith is innate...  a hungry babes suckling lips seeking a nipple, warm milk....  We have a bit of faith in most things, faith in other drivers, that the lights will come on when we hit the switch, that people will act normal around us.  Our hopes are occasionally dashed.  But we wake up believing we pretty much know what is going to happen most days.  I wish this was a lot more true with me, though I feel like I am settling into myself, and accepting whatever situation I am in.

If telling the truth about whatever I decide I must, is going to cause mayhem, it is probably not worth it... I cannot imagine wanting to cause this force anywhere.  Mayhem, and Chaos are not the enemies, though they are just best kept at a minimum.  Other matters I have to say, whether people believe me or not, or everyone in the underground knows, I just want out from under your lies about me. I think back ten years or so ago, and think I was mad.  I had been brainwashed, and went from a very non-violent guy into their creation.  I am back to who I am now, and have to live with what I did.  I will.  Living with whatever is thrown at me is a power given to me by God.   

I joked the other day that I want a real lawyer and a court room, but I do not care.  I have all these years had to accept and work with what I had.  Pretend everything was as fine as possible.  I do not.  


I just want to give others a chance to do this right.  I am not a leader in that sense.  You know better than me, is how I think of most things.  I have my accumulated opinions, most educated, but what worth are they without the decipher...  to discover what is going on in the world, and why I am in jail....  though I get it better.  Are you going with Hostage who somehow went native, or whatever...  no, just a guy who thinks stereotyping people limits your ability to interpret reality correctly.   And I am free enough I suppose.  

I do not care more than likely to see how hated I am.  I never took anyone's orders.  I do take criticism, and if it is valid, I change if I can.  I do not mind being PC if it helps take some anger out of this world.  I do not want my words triggering anger in people.  I believe in being friendly with everyone I can.  From the bus driver, to the clerks, to people I pass on the street, in our mellow Chicago neighborhood.  

There will be time enough to mourn for the future when those troubles arrive.  We will mourn also not using what time we have with Nature wisely, preserving all we can, as long as we can, for the children being born today.  As an older man I know what it is like to have a head full of very diverse memories, of a lot of different people.  To be at the age where anyone who dies under seventy is young.

Peacemaker.  This is the character they are using for me now on their tv version of me.  I was first killed in a movie, where they thought I was a total order following freak, which I get now but I would have had no clue why... and I am glad I saw it afterwards, when people realized Oh, hell no....  I am no racist.  I do not believe in stereotyping people.  Period. I am not impressed or judging most of the time at all with people.  Why should I....

They then put up a comedic movie with Peacemaker, bringing me back to life, after they realized that I was not who they thought I was at all.  I was who I fucking told them I was all those years and still do.  Anyways, he is brought out of prison, and sent to kill a group.  This after I helped protect politicians when some shit went down.  I did not like it, but it was stopped and will stay stopped if I have anything to do with this, as you know.  On the cartoon, the character does say he does not take orders from anyone, just works with people when their means suite his.  This I suppose is the closest to true that there is.  Except, I have no idea who She is.

I will not stereotype white people, brown people, black people, yellow, red, or whatever...  or any religion someone was born into, anymore than the geography that they were born onto.  I am against no race.  I am against race as a means of judging people, though I am not an idiot enough to think everyone is born on a level playing field in this world.  Most Rich people got Rich with the help of Rich parents, or married into it...  from rich families.  Fortunes that could bring entire countries out of poverty that are mere numbers their accountant has.  No concern to them if 25% of their money is taken.  

Eisenhower said this country did not need any more millionaires, belittled trickle down economics, and warned about the Military Industrial Complex. 

But the people let this happen, and now...  I am weary though I would act with these new powers in ways that this country could peacefully change in record time, and then stop up the bottle.  Here it is, the way for a politician to take this royal presidency and reset our democracy, as the founding fathers were sure would need to happen.  Jefferson once wrote they might need revolutions every twenty years.

I would be Harris's V.P. if it would help.  Were I president there would be scientists of all sorts coming to decisions that require immediate action, stop all nuclear missiles being made.  Cancel future orders for most munitions.  Slash that budget by fifty percent.  The biggest change would be federal funding for elections.  We put this through as an Emergency Measure.  I could also do this and take the flack,then resign whenever we are done, which needs to be so well planned we just slide in and order the changes.

Bring the armed forces home from all over the world, and Nationalize the state Guards, in a show of support that hopefully will not be needed.  Unions will be freed, taxes raised, present politicians mostly replaced, in elections that they have to run against candidates no 'party' has created.  I expect some people will hold onto who they love for awhile, great.  But no more wasting all this money on elections, let alone letting the wealthy decide who wins most elections.

Am I serious..  I have no fucking idea...  to be honest.  If you did it I would jump, but legally.  I have not been high functioning enough to do this before, might not be now....


oh, what a silly fantasy.  I am behind Biden.  That is all there is.  The party makes a change, I will be behind that person.  I have faith in God almighty, and I am certain he prefers Biden.  God himself is not going to say anything about Biden, we all know. I hope...  I  have faith.  I have hope because I know there are some incredible people out there, who moved all these mountains no one said could be moved, wouldn't even try...  I took a handful, a few others, all together it was nothing.  I think.


I live in a world where so much is fiction about me, and now I see myself on a fictional cartoon.  I am a bad guy doing work for good guys.  I guess.  "I work for lady liberty alone."   was a nice line, that kind of summed up the character, which I guess is good.  I need to thank all of you for this effort.

I can hardly imagine the hatred you had for me.  I don't like to, and I see it once in awhile.  I was crass, hurt your feeling without thought.  All of you were targets of my hate.  I was a fool, just a caged dog, who got it rattled a lot.  I hated being mentioned at all on your shows.  Usually.  Not when I understood in the end...  shows like Supernatural.  I keep seeing Jensen Ackles one day when he was on a show Live and he looked terrified, like I was going to attack him.  People take my criticism too seriously, but whether you were for me, or against me, you told me a lot.  I learned.  I owe you guys for that whether you hate me or not.  You got me wrong, and right.  I hope.  Jack.  My transition, after Castiel showed up in my trademark trench coat.  

I do not want to go into specifics, because I do not know what I am to say, not to say....  I am sorry you and your family got caught up in this.  I pray you are all always safe.  

I noticed sadly a guy changed a bit on CNN after I made a half-ass comment about, which was one criticism that I had along with all this stuff about liking him.  Does not mean I was right, and I more than likely was not.  I am not the one who put in the time, etc.  Things grow on one.  This was just a stupid comment about how he was kind of Rah Rah I got a podcaste guy, who is always brilliant.  I like the schtick, or his personality, and think it is one of his selling points if I sit down and give matters some thought... and if you asked me HEY< DO YOU want to hurt this persons feelings, my response would be GOD NO...

I had not a clue how much I . ..   this would be me breaking down into tears.  I am not sure that will happen again.  Nothing I would have done in public.  I know this seems long ago to you, but until you understand what was happening in my mind, you will still think I wanted....  what they set up.  Taking my comedy stories as scripture was so alien to me, that I could not make the connection.  I was Jesus waking up, and that was another me.  I am horrified by what it took for you to finally inform me of what was going on, but that was a mistake on my part.  The beginning of my realizing they were not just torturing you...  I mean, I was very disrespectful, because the intrusion to me was something people shouldn't have been seeing.  I realize now you did this because it was important, you were making decisions I would not.

Odd that in the beginning of this I watched Fox, their comics, and they had to do with this.  Then I see the last one from last season on a total fucking fluke, because it was about Orange.  I may have found out something,   They showed Orange becoming this force of its own, when I was trying to say the only thing I wanted anything to do with were peaceful activists.  I do not even want dumb, useless, conflicts with protester's and police officers.

They had Homer get his ass kicked in the end.  They may have gotten across three things.  Benny is in Charge -- yeah, kind of figured that out awhile back.  Who do you think says give away power, and that there is Stand Point Theory, which I strongly believe in when approaching reality.  Chicago's black experts on crime know these streets, and need to mesh with them, not clash.  Okay, so Orange has alienated Benny, which I am not about to do.  All this shit I had nothing to do with.  I did get high off the thought of ending slavery.  I am not sure what happened to me during all of this.

How any of it started, some joke, or speculation.  I do not wish to be the cause of sending people to jail over what happened during which I consider war.  If there is an end, of said war.  If I am in the class war, then I am fairly certain we have a long slog ahead of us, though a chance of winning, for sure.  


What did he do with his followers.....    do not let them ever say I sent them to Heaven.  Say I stole a father, a brother, a mother, a wife, a daughter from the living.  I never would have done so.  NEVER.   I was driven to fight.  This is not over race, though there are a lot of racial issues involved, and they mean a lot to me.  I believe they are in heaven myself, though I am not sure you care.  I cannot think without feeling the immense pain of those left behind, and the wounded mind and body and spirit.  I would never have acted as I did if you had....  doesn't matter anymore.

I made my decision that I could not trust a group whose tactics I learned about first while being interrogated.  I had no way of knowing if I was making the right decision or not, but what was done was wrong, and I would not lead people who did such things.  Period.  I guess I realized this.

I hate those ten days.  I only have a few memories.  So little was told me.  I will NEVER be involved in anything like that again.  I apologize to the left, the Communists, who got caught up in this storm.  Innocent people, good people, etc.  In all ways except one, their tactics of war.  I am no expert on this shit, I cannot always tell who to believe.  I make mistakes.  This is why there sure as hell should be an editor between me and any order you think you get from me, because I am thinking more about how to write self-help books for people born today, who will live the environmental catastrophe.

That is the goal.  I get a lot of shit for backing the police.  I did not realize what this meant until years later.  There were groups in the shadows that when brought to the light dissolved I pray.  I pray the this little light of mine, I am going to make it shine, make it shine.... this little light of mine.

Where is the Hope and faith in Gaza today...  is it in Heaven with most of their relatives, where they wish to be to escape the pain, of being trapped in a bombed building.  There are no words to describe the horror I see.  No way to explain the pain I feel while watching the news coverage.  My insides crumble and I see the entire world collapsing, back into the tiny dot of the big bang, meeting with God and getting recharged to go out and do it all over again, create the next.....  whatever comes from the God, too large to ever see, too complex to understand...  







Nothing you said to me was going to change my core philosophy.  I always become livid 



the Golden Rule

     What am I supposed to do?  Tell the truth.  I do not want to build anymore false narratives.  I tried to use fiction to tell a story.  ...