Quote of the Month; November…2011

“If you think of yourselves as helpless and ineffectual, it is certain that you will create a despotic government to be your master. The wise despot, therefore, maintains among his subjects a popular sense that they are helpless and ineffectual.”
~Frank Herbert; american author.




wah-hah-loh-Tay day

out of Context;
‘to say the least, the odd turkey-related behavior in praise of the god awful with its unholy seasonal shift once again at the edge of vision beginning with the usual feast-to-end-feasts as horrendous numbers of the nuclear family radioactive citizens waste without undue mass mimicry in one great conjoined ritual of these strange yearly increments that soon become followed by the decorations that signal yet another year leaving us by ourselves as the next year comes to quickly fill the place of the last one…’




Stomach of discontent.

out of Context;
‘all the jesus fish flushed against the exit under false impressions as the smarter of us start creating their own versions of this new mode called ‘reality’ enforced by the others that are locked with us inside of the bubble as well… some of us have spun around this axis before only to come back once the illusion rekindled its interest to calling back the conscious beings in wanting to know that the density they are traveling through is not only one in the out there, but is in fact yet another pocket inside the multitudinous universe as it expands and contracts around the idea of a conscious existence that asks for somewhere there is no action from which to retract oneself away from, even though both the positive and negative influences are utilized and enmeshed…’




random Quote of the Day.

~Alfred Hitchcock on the pleasurable state of waking.




suffer this normal See.

out of Context;
‘the acknowledged commodity of social confrontation as we will have to come down a couple notches for a horrid truth to be revealed to a terribly programmed mind, and the circuits for mutual respect are a little bit busted loose as i cannot hear all of those true words coming out of your head like a preacher spouting faith to the faithless wretch… do they disbelieve what really is going on out there, or is there some other fascinating vision guiding the eyes through the worst of it finally landing outside of our front doors?… the machine has had problems far longer than anyone wishes to admit as we from inside have to realize our place Here in changing it for the better instead just agreeing with what is already there when we get to this end…’




a Shooter in the park.

out of Context;
‘indirect tidbits gathered from those on the park grounds as well as any follow-ups by the resident network news stations, but no one was harmed except for the shooter himself being injured by a shot in the leg from police officers on the scene there to confront him… but why?… could it not have the same reasoning for conspiracy as any other seemingly random school shooting commitment in an age of a hyper boredom without compassion or curiosity because it has been bred from the general populace just enough to warrant serious consideration from the people behind the power in the thrones…’




Dreams of the demiUrge.

out of Context;
‘the aggressive human insect works and toils at the raw earth and dirt to create something out of the dense patterns of everything real there is now available to us, the dark only lingers fat and limpid with potential energy as it keeps ever building further into the stratospheres of space/ time conundrum made living thing Here where the combination of ingredients has made all the difference in the evolving mentality of the species, but are we tricked into place believing the lies that permeate this informative topsoil thick with the particulars of the individual experience waiting to be somehow acknowledged…’




Frustrated perversion.

out of Context;
‘quaint rational sources of explanation are not enough for the truly innovative to advance the rest of us past the moronic oblivion we seem destined for by allowing others to lead with such authority, it seems wholly insane to my senses to give those bitches the power to control the many with such strength of conviction and confidence that heroes previously needed, but then again the demons inviting the disaster creep delicately through the human forums easily when no one sees their face because the influence needs a disguise in order to manipulate so many of us at once… influence in the media allows for that “mask” to be flexible and tight enough to sometimes keep out the leaks of disdain and impatience for humanity instead of a fiery compassion that would need no masks to hide…’




Distant magnet mind.

out of Context;
‘we want the same things separately as each one ignorant of the other’s motives and desires… we attract like ideas to our own even from the earliest of beginnings, but they can become lost in the struggle with retaining a sense of Self through twin distractions of guilt and shame presented by the governing system forcing our emotions into a predictable place where ideas are opened to the random and sloppy manipulations of another person’s stupidity and ignorant haste, where the more predictable elements of the human machine that defy proper definition are the negative ones resisting the positive to create a charge that further propels us forward… but we are completely hostile toward another system even though it is easy to turn misdirected rebellion into misanthropic rejection in a culture that assassinates its free thinkers…’




Occupation Fantasyland.

out of Context;
‘the atrophied wealth of the dictators managing the imaginary assets of the people like game pieces on a curved board floating in the dark, and it is the many faces of the people and not the laws enforced by those propaganda mind police lurking behind billboards and commercial screens when they appear on the long drive through life in general private to the point of the closed-off minds of conservative dysfunction as it has bought-in and souled-out to the system… for the generations that have passed as our collective minds more ensnared by this stiff visual encapsulated by an oil-mad world where plastics abound…’