"Toxic Shock"

Me along with my Great Feet, above, are going back to the Hospital again today. This time on my own two great or at least normal feet. Though it was fun being rolled around everywhere before. This time a general check up. Poking prodding, and blood work.

Also new Meds as some that I was on gave me serious Toxic Shock. Not fun. If there's time I might go to the park to take snaps of the Autumn colors if not then tomorrow. All this trouble everyone is going through just to keep me alive.

For Heaven's sakes.

I'm working on my art-book project for my class at the "92nd Street Y". It's coming along. I have a general Idea of what it's going to be, and have done a few pages already.  It's odd for me to be on a deadline for art work. I usually let it bubble around for months before I do anything. Now they want results right away.

It's still fun though.

I'll post the whole book here, and on my Queer page when it's done next month.

Time to shower take Meds, and go back to my "Dr. Who" DVD. This with yet another "new" Doctor. So far so good.

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"Oh John How We Miss You"

John Lennon, and 'ol Uncle Walt Whitman there. I like to think they'd have been friends if they were contemporaries. Perhaps in a very different reality from ours now they are. I like to believe that.


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"Quiet Peace"

Though Hell has been loosed upon the Earth there is still Beauty Kindness, and quiet Peace. It lives in our Souls, and yearns to Bloom across the World.

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"History",...and Nightmares

It's just after 6:00am New York or Emerald City time. I just got up after sleeping for over 12 hours. Seems my body is still healing from the medical adventures of the past week...I feel a bit yucky still.

However on the whole better.

It rained like mice, and weasels for most of yesterday. Still I went out to take care of many weeks of laundry. Also some shopping. More art supplies fruit, nuts mineral water, and a newspaper.

They chopped off the head of another British Aid Worker, and are about to behead an American soldier. "Isis" are the "SS" of this era. Yes there are plenty of other butchers out there having fun spilling blood, but these maniacs are different. The represent the policy of a government.

Or at least a government in their fantasies.

They will be brought down in time, but till then the heads roll. I don't only mean the few westerners they've killed, but the many thousands that have been already lost to them. That, and many thousands more to come before they're put out of business.

I'm thinking of the post Genocide world. It will come one day don't know when, but all storms pass, and so will the current ones. In Africa Asia the Middle, and Far East. All those little Genocides add up.

A village here a school there a whole ethnic region yet over there. It adds up. Future historians will likely group them all together. Maybe they'll call it the genocides of the "Post Cold War Chaos 1989-2025".

Students will study it, and do papers on it like they do for the "Belgian Congo"mass killings of the 19th century.

Like after World War 2 mountains of dead will be found. Vast mass graves dug up, and the fallen re-laid to rest in sacred ground elsewhere. The youngest survivors will carry the memories of it into the 22nd century. 

Institutions will record their Oral Histories of it as they have done for the WW2 European Holocaust.

Of course several decades down the road they'll be another era of genocides.

'...and well...


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"I Love the French"

Actually I don't know any currently living French people. I did once. I had several Gay Radical French Comrades back in the day. They all perished in the AIDS pandemic.

That thing was like World War One. It devoured a whole generation of beautiful men, and boys. Aw well.

As to my love of the French. Well I love everyone that bothers to read my stuff. Lately that would be the French. For a while it was the Ukrainians, then the Germans the Russians...never the Brits. They almost never come here.

Some Chinese seem to like it here as do the Dutch.

So welcome to my French readers. Btw the images above are the Angels, the Devil, and me. They're after my soul or my comic book collection or both.  Being all Holy, and Sweet I'd be a neat feather in Satan's cap if he should win me over.

Com'on make me an offer.

'And 'not' one of them ironic twisted Twilight Zone deals. As for the Angels we all know what they have to give.

Suffer persevere pray work hard be humble, and you'll be kicked in the face tossed into prison beaten starved gang-banged one day you'll get out be homeless, and then get squashed by a cross town bus being driven by a drunk stoned Satanist.

Yep that's the deal.

Ain't we lucky. I'd rather take my chances on door number three. Anyway these are the guys that have been following me, and the rest of us forever.

Wish these Spooks would get another hobby other than making bets on how much they can fuck up our lives.  I'd say they've run this "Job" thing pretty much into the ground.

Aw well back to laying down for me.

Be back later.


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"WTF?!!"

Okay so Like I said I had dinner, and slept some more. While asleep I had this intense Cold War "Fail Safe" sorta dream.

??!!!!

As if I wasn't already having plenty of fun as it is. I could say "What The Fuck", but given my nutty situation well. After all I did live through pretty much the whole of that era. 

Born in 1950'n all. 

This suicidal mayhem was the background noise of my whole childhood, and adult life into my late 30's. So no surprise this ferocious madness left all sorts of emotional barnacles in my wetware. 

Imagine taking as a given the high probability of ending up as a carbon shadow on a wall. 

In fact that image used to scare me as a child. I visualized my shadow, and that of my friends baked into the thick concrete wall of the handball court at school.

...I saw my dog there too.

Swell thoughts for children or 'anyone' to have.

Fortunately I woke up here in the future. Wow what a dream. Good thing I'm awake, and safe as can be in 2014!

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"Z Z Z Z Z Z...."

I'm resting a lot now. I feel like my body just went through 20 rounds with a very young, and pissed off Sonny Liston. You younger folks Google him...wadda guy!

Nature is interesting, and efficient. 

It knows when to shut stuff down. "Alright pal I think you've had enough for this week." ...And then goes to your control room, and proceeds to shut down all your higher functions. Sort of like what they tried to do to "HAL".  

Again younger folks Google "2001 A Space Odyssey" ...loads of laffs.

So my plans to do my massively backed up laundry have pals over to help with this computer. Then pay my assorted bills. Go shopping, and basically have a routine life are on hold for just now.

As with the "Sonny Liston" reference I'm wrecked, and exhausted. Have a whole new bunch of meds too...not as many but just as scary.

Btw I'm still going to do my "Witness for Peace" one person demo at the Union Square Gandhi statue. Just a bit later this month. That, and continue the "92nd Street Y" art classes.

These are courtesy of my dear wonderful Sister Sylvia. She hopes these classes will get me back in the world, and make me less crazy. Well 'somewhat' less Crazy.

The first Class is all about making hand done art books. Naturally mine is about "Mystery Life, and Balance in Chaos". A real laff-a-minute project. Well it is for me since that's the sort of noise I do anyway.

Time for dinner. I'll be back later.

Btw I'm grateful to have a home dinner a life meds family zillions of friends all over the place that want me to stay alive, and the talent to do something with that life.

I'm a Zillionaire compared to the suffering Billions,...yeah Billions on this Beautiful, but Wounded Planet.

Mind you I'm still going to Whine, and Complain like Hell! Hey that's what I do. Still...


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"In Other News"

The Aral Sea, once the fourth-largest lake in the world, is nearly gone.

Satellite images released by NASA this week show half of the inland lake that spans the Kazakhstan-Uzbekistan border in Central Asia are almost totally dry.

"For the first time in modern history, the eastern basin of the South Aral Sea has completely dried," NASA said in a release.

The shrinking began in the 1960s, NASA reported, when the former Soviet Union started diverting the Aral Sea's snowmelt-fed water from the Syr Darya and Amu Darya rivers to irrigate the desert farms of Kazakhstan, Uzbekistan, and Turkmenistan.

The first satellite image, taken in 2000, shows the lake split in two, creating the Northern and Southern Aral seas. A 2005 emergency dam project by Kazakhstan's government to save the northern part, followed by a four-year drought, expedited the southern sea's disappearance. The most recent image, taken in August, shows a dry lakebed where the Southern Aral Sea used to be.

Well as the space pics from our old pals at NASA show the world as we know it is generally Fucked. 'But you already knew that.

The only thing left to do is to prepare for the "End of Daze" or whatever 'your' personal superstition sez about when the Shit hits the Big Fan. 

As for me fuck it.

I'll content myself with watching it all go down the plug hole on YouTube while shoving the last of the Double Beacon Cheeseburgers into my maw. 

Eh,...make that with home fries a stack of Milky Ways, and a large,...fuck you former Mayor Bloomberg. Ahem a bleeping Large ice packed plastic chugga-lug of Root Beer.

The above yummies are pretty much fatal to me, but bleep it. It's a Special Occasion,...THE BLEEPING END OF THE WORLD!!!!!

(Make mine a gawd-damned Double to Bleeping Go. I ain't spending my last minutes in this fly specked Brooklyn death trap!)


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