Reality. Whatever that is. Nomatter. It's too exhausting. Obviously. That's why so many have bit and can stop biting in the meat of GRIEVENCE SENTIMENT and BELONGING. The new mantra. But it's still exhausting. No wonder so many fall for it. It shouldn't be that way. Stop.
A (in)famous (extreme) approaches the finish line ahead of all trailers. But at the moment he is about to cross the line he stops. He refuses to cross. What to do in a world where everyone only wants to cross that line. More people on the planet need to be just like (in)famous (extreme). Stop.
There is survival but there are no survivors. Gravity. What is it? It is something to grab on to. You can touch it. Gravity. Particle or wave? Who cares? What is it that can oppose gravity? Or, better, if gravity causes us all, always, to full down, what then can cause us to fall up? … Continue reading Gravitus
What is the difference between invention and creation? Scratch that. Have something "better" to do. I have once again returned to the Ausländerbehörde. Waiting. What to do about things summarized in a word but only explainable by demonstration? Example? Get examples of words for happiness. -Need to get three month Gehaltsabrechnung for the civil servants … Continue reading Waiting Room
Practice makes perfect. But what about history? Haven't we been practicing long enough? What's really gong on? I feel physically deprived most likely due to the fact my organism is kaputt. Nothing to do with history, though... Still I must find a way to practice. My heart is so heavy right now. It's never felt like … Continue reading Mother Sister Wife
Each day passes the past. The fight hangs-on and gets tougher. Life (fails) to weed-out the riff-raff. It's weeding me out. What I cannot understand is the acceptance. The pure and unadulterated indifference that existence is set in this track, path, and there is no shoulder. But is there enough connection out there today to … Continue reading Riff Raff Crumble
Have not yet found a way to dance (romance) my/the sorrow. And so. Vulcanisation is amazing and so too are fries, cool, but are both and thrice reversible? Cherub Rock, the Smashing Pumpkins have left me. Heard that song too much. Confused. Made me thing of plastic plus polymer plus sulphur. Then burn something without … Continue reading Cherub Rock
The greatest artist ever was the guy who drew the first stick-man. America is manufactured by the lowest bidder.
LOP. Again. Anonymous. One of the rules (character name here) tells (character name here) is to not ask personal questions because there is no personal, there is literally no life. The whole shebang is a joke stuck in a lie that is the ether. Otherwise. (Character) tells (other character) to go fuck off and to … Continue reading Get The Other Schmuck
A (man) should only improve from on his mistake. A woman, on the other hand... When a man makes a mistake he can and should improve on it. But what of a woman? Is this the pay-back men get from so many (insert time here) of feminine frustration? And so I ask: are we the … Continue reading Norm Obsolete
Human emotions. The indian (India) have numerous ways to describe happiness, whereas we, western civilisation, have (very) few ways. Find the ways. Write them down. Promote them as a competitor to the Bible. Use language. Unusual language. Un-understandable language. Make up new bloody words. Shyexcitment. Disdantdrone. Presblackanance. If not, so not. The word can pink. … Continue reading New Language
Love not without passion. Should? German women, men? Know no passion? And so the character differences in humanity stem from love? Today another odd one. Burial of Karl Heinz. Husband to better-halves sister. Schwager. Watching, observing, as usual, the Germanins and their rituals. They are all one. One for all. How should I join such … Continue reading Allowed?
LOP. Letter of Proposal. A silly title for a book, I know. Nomatter. The premise of (main character) meeting (another character) at (random airport) to change. The other (main) motivating factor for him to go to (another random airport) with (another character) is the "job" offer to drive car from coast to coast. (Main character) … Continue reading Anonymous People
Another solution? LOP. The reason (character) drives across US (from San Fran) is NOT to just bring car somewhere but also to pick up someone. The anonymous people who live in America. Either those born there but never registered or those smuggled in and never registered. (Character) (Stone) is given directions where to pick up … Continue reading Enter The Stones
It's the everything or nothing game. Life, that is. That is, life. But I think mostly of the corporate world and their job adverts. And their jobs. The actual doing of the(ir) jobs. They want everything or nothing. Das Volk hide behind meaninglessness of "a career". What they end up getting is the best they … Continue reading The Nothing
The modern (German?) woman has industrialised love. She's done so like her brethren have industrialised everything else. But love? Why love. I could feel something softening in or around us as we kissed but I couldn't quite tell what it was. Was it her or was it her IT? Yeah. That thing which has become … Continue reading Jennifer A
How to possess something. Let's worst-write of the act. As is with the ills of matrimony. Especially of women. Wife. The female. What makes a man turn vicious to his wife? Are there cases that only make the husband look good? Cases where the wife has been abusive to him? See Nancy and Robert Kissel. Hong … Continue reading Possessiveness
"FUCK YOU" That's what the sign said. The artist as mafia crime killer! Doesn't make sense. Yes, he really wanted to be an "artist" (paint, sculpt, write, etc.) but was too caught up in mafia kram. His name is not Guido. His "saying" is, you guessed it... F U. The playbill will tell the whole … Continue reading F U