arf!
easy does it.
repetitive thoughtcrime.
morality: doing what is right
regardless of what you are told to do.
obedience: doing what you are told to do regardless of what is right.
– guru jeff.
what is right?
is it right for them to harm you, or is that what they have been told?
is it right for you to harm them, or is that what you have been told?
yes/no/maybe.
that’s not our problem.
our problem is the klown typing not
p0em continuing endlessly from now until then about make-believe fantasies
about life and everything else as it may fit into his schemes as terrible as it
may seem to the normal reader.
gonna have a party and have a good time – yeah yeah.
that’s what many people seem to believe is happening.
maybe it is, maybe it’s not.
maybe it’s all in outer space as the klown sucks on a cinnamon gummy bear
inuendo.
limitless infinity, always room for
1 more as it would seem.
1 more possibility.
but what is that to us in the here and now?
nothing but a dream?
it could be.
it could be anything.
a duck gently stirring the calm water on a pond in the imaginary city on an
island of holy ghosts.
shhh.
no talking.
just telepathic agreed upon reasoning.
if you dare to take the extreme course that may result in nothing more than a
damn.
what’s that worth?
to be put out on the open market as
if any exists, but for somewheres.
think about it for a while, then you do it.
think about it again, and you change your mind.
the noises on psychic waves spiraling out from every center – (±0).
glory be to everything.
blessed be.
hee hee hee.
become alive and free.
what does that mean?
the butterfly is free to mate itself to death.
it is it.
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shuffling off to buffalo don’t mean anything to you as shallow as you are, but
who are we to judge?
we’re old fucks.
oh fuck.
greasy faced stumble bums out for a joy ride until something goes wrong from
their point of view crashing snarling into a snowbank or 2 along the way toward
unknown perhaps unknowable paradise.
something’s going on.
who’s behind it all?
is it you?
how do we determine if or if not when everything is a lie except what we accept
as the truth?
your feet will take you where your heart is – guru jeff.
no one alive knows what death is.
we can only speculate.
do we blink out ceasing to exist forevermore?
is there existence beyond?
yet our speculations are felt to be divine revelations to many who form mass
religions of belief.
and so what should we contemplate
and wonder about?
something like a flea?
something like a god?
something like a river?
what?
the klown is in wonder about
everything; that is what the not p0em is about.
to be amazed by everything, true and false.
spinning plates zigzag beneath the waning 1/4 moon or some such floating with
the clouds.
a rocket in your pocket to mars.
oven-baked magick.
let’s hear it for the future!