sometimes when i
think Emerson, i don't think
Emerson but Emerson

Lake and Palmer

still despite the fact
Soundgarden and Alice in
Chains and Corrosion

of Conformity and God
Lives Underwater and Sheep On
Drugs, they are dark

wallowing and depressed
but Nine Inch Nails and other
stuff like that can

actually cheer a person up in
the right circumstances!!!!

life is too short to
be lived in a crummy way
when i was younger

maybe i could be down
and depressed but now i don't
feel the need or want

or the point. I may
feel down sometimes but a less
than perfect good mood

beats an endless tantrum
which seems like a waste of
time to me right now

The Good mood is with
a bit of anger to the cynicism
expressed in the world

today, i feel good because
it is a big middle finger to all
the crummy nasty meanness

and i am tired
of the meanness. i may slip
up but as The Doctor

said in the Time War
when he had has enough, gruffly
said "NO MORE!"

for schizzle my nizzle
i learned about the other day
just add zzzs to the middle

of burgizzes with frishizzles
and a glass of burizzle bud
lidizzle :)

anthony burgess
wrote a clockwork orange
and the wanting seed

the wanting seed is
a nasty dystopia itself as
a book, as overpopulation

and disdain for reproduction
well Burgess sounded really
Scottish, pass me some

of the old moloko
and i will peet it with Hershey
syropo in it

moloko-milk
peet-drink

it is an overwhelming
tsunami of hate and
tyrany as people

reject reason for
reaction, and those who stand
still might be swept

in the human waves
what a worrying time to
be alive in reallly

but it has always
seemed that way in the past
the future surprises

our enemies have
thrown their lives away and protest
in hordes or destroy

themselves destroying
others, and bad juju is
psychically invasive

it is a demon
i believe that somewhat literally
it needs to be cast out

boomer protestor
"everything is COR PER ET maaaannn,..."
SJW spawn screams

"RACIST!!!!" teams of subcultures
prepare for some kind of war
and forget Jesus died for

all their sins, as man
forgets it's humanity and
The Beast bares it's fangs

sounds like a metal album don't it?

the paradox of haiku
and haiku like poems is that
they are short blurbs meant

for timeless concentration
not drink espresso and cram
as much activity in

one day as possible
but it is America here
and America is on Dunkin Time

i hear 1990s hits
at work, Salt and Peppa
Haddaway, The Spice Girls

some Pearl Jam maybe
that one song by Semisonic
or the New Radicals

I appreciate it

popeye was an arcade
game by nintendo in 1982
and you thought they

just did Zelda and
mario! but could mario
eat the can of spinach

and just punch bowser
off the screen?

don;t rock the jukebox
what's a jukebox, pinball mach-
ine arcade game, board

game, what's analog?
I'll google it, how come you can't
download the water

filled game with stuff in
it, i can't program this!

in other news people still make
games for the atari 2600, odyssey 2, intellivision and vectrex

vectrex is a weird litle system
with vector grapics like the arcade games asteroids and star castle

it is the turn of
the screw, the paradox of
these times that the folks

older seem child like
in some respects, and that i
find maturity

in the younger sorts
more so, and it takes time for
the cycle to right

itself as has before

this was a place where
the Net was "edgy" but now
nostalgiawise most

who collect vhs
are older or see it as a
hobby, most get thrown

out, I can watch "Battle
Beyond The Stars" on youtube
terrible movie with

its sci fi charm but
i have always liked good bad
sci fi sorts of films

when i saw this entry
on the website here I'd had
folks aware i was trying to

post stuff here as well.
So what does this say? When I
was in college there

were a lot of sad
angry people talking to
the camera and

how down life was, and
the professors in the more
creative circles

seemed a bit touched
like competing with the students
I feel this has come

to a head today
so here i am right of center
writing a "political"

essay in not really
haiku, and i respond in
horror to what my

friends read here

I'm tired of being a whore.
Been taking on way too many huge equation-cocks.
Up all night for too little cash.
Fucking cheap cheating Arabs.
I want to go back in time and be a mathematician.
A real one.
So I could enjoy the fucking.

DVDA: Double Vaginal Double Anal.
Yes, I love South Park.

Still haven't been to get a check up yet.
But a couple weeks back I did shit blood.
I think it was a 'roid popping.
Now THAT's entertainment!

Narcissistic? Check
Someone needed way more hugs
Still hope you don't die

A man at the edge of a deadly cliff
Someone's son
Someone's father
A voice in his head
"Jump"
If you're really there
Then get behind me
Give me a push
Find out who's real
Fight or flight
I'm actually laughing

Eyes fixed on moon
Transcendental animal flight
Told ahead of time
Why learn Norwegian, migrate?
Program continues uninterrupted
Sorry for the inconvenience

The monarch butterfly
Strict migration schedule
Deep program hidden
Hatching from cocoon

People are dancing
In circles bright circles dark
People are changing

Einstein relativity
All happening simultaneously
A bead on a string
Transcendental cat above
Wide eyed and transfixed

Caffeine overdose
Deja vu
Flashback to youth
Caffeine overdose
Jamais vu
Flashforward to adult
Two places two times at once
Tramalfador or bust

The fermentation
Sweet becomes bitter dad said
Can make one dizzy

Art is making a big mess
But working through it anyway
Beauty is a secondary circumstance
Not a coincidence

People can mistake
Pleasure for happiness
Happiness for pleasure
Not necessarily the same
No such thing as drug abuse
Molecules are too small
Self abuse
Self immolation self flagellation

Fed the snake his tail
New autofellatio
Cast in the abyss

whatever goes on in
the world the act of creation
seems to go right on

the pitfalls of art
mistaking the habits of
those who created

for the act of art
lives ruined more for hubris
warnings to others

fighting revulsion
of controversial artists
and writers i know

I will not tread their
roads not taken, for i see the
bones on their paths, on

paths forsaken even by
the weary Robert Frost, some
times their narrow road

leadeth to destruction
but it is just a footpath
on that wide road

facing the demons
of our ancestors the dads
pass their curse or their

blessings unto the next

Cats that have countries
Catnip is illegalized
Putting in cages

Strange material
Not hot or cold dry or wet
Animated Stuff

The patient lampstand
Reflecting on resentment
Never touched my fire

Standing at the shore
I see myself in water
Swimming far north east

Fan resigned to fate
Breath of life like air attend
Breathing here breathing

It's beneath our feet
All the earth and all the dirt
Blind to the surface

i really don't like
Facebook, Google or Twitter
i don't use those things

they use us right back

I wasn't sure at
first but Edward Sharpe and the
Magentic Zeros

got me through the day
if you feel down and out they
just might do the trick

of undowning you out

it's a band...

you remember those
old guy muppets would heckle
fozzie? they were the

best part of the show
well Gonzo's Nose but that sounds
like a Gen X band :)

oh and to cat civilizations

cat technology
would be based on string theory
strings, cats??? ha ha??? oi

(Fozzie Bear is rolling over in his storage unit over this awful joke)

cynicism can take
a positive edge we say
"life sucks, might as well

enjoy it and show it
who is boss." it seems to be
working right now, mate

well why the hell do
i think the walking dead is
such a big show now

zombies should have large
overpriced coffees and smart phones
seems like real life :)

Asian shutterbugs
suck the life right out of me
like mosquito clouds.

Samsung cellphone snap.
See my glorious hot dog.
Like it on Facebook.

Social terrorists.
Children with Frapuccinos.
These are the zombies.

Apocalypse Now.
Real time live video blog.
It's not on the news.

Transplantation of
testicular fortitude
from deceased soldiers.

Your "freedom" is owned
by PepsiCo, McDonalds,
Facebook, and Twitter.

I cannot fathom
why you would celebrate that;
embrace your coffin.

What would Brian Boitano do?
He's surely kick an arse or two.
That's what Brian Boitano'd do.

Amusing mountain
Friend from past is never lost
Insects fly naive

Lanterns swing troubled
I shine then I disappear
Metaphorically

Do not read between
The lines especially when
There's nothing to read

I wonder if cats spent a billion years
Exposed to humans
Would they become sentient?
I wonder what cat humor would be like
Abstract thinking
Metaphors
Religion
Keeps me up at night

I left the breadcrumbs
Beware the forest is deep
Avoid candy house

This life is simple
Panic attacks, orgasms
Life's complicated

I'm the only person I know
That watches cartoons in Norwegian
I don't understand much of it
I wonder how to speed up learning
Those rabbits come to mind
Bitcoins and TOR
Conspiring to help me
Accomplices to accomplishments
Hush-hush undertaking