One of my time wandering tales from a few years ago. I like this one. I'm trying to write new ones but current history makes it difficult...stay tuned.

Once upon a time:

This morning I set my dark matter pocket watch, and portaled. You become as a feather on the breath of Angels. A roadside just outside of Kittery Maine. Tuesday 11:47am April 27th 1938 CE.

I thought I'd be alone.

I often like to wander the countryside of past eras. I happened on a family with car trouble. They asked if I knew about engines. I said no. I was a writer. The older lady said, "...oh for them Colored newspapers?" I said,. "...in a way."

They were a farm family. We chatted about what FDR said on the radio, and how hard the past winter was. Generous they offered me some of their packed lunch. The little girl let me hold her doll. Anne Frank was very right. People really are good at heart.

 

One of my inspirations when I post.

This in my saner moments.

 

From Clive Hicks-Jenkins

https://www.facebook.com/clive.hicksjenkins

 

Alone in my digs during Lockdown. I imagined it was a spaceship adrift in the Ort Cloud. I thought of the Hubble telescope. It's shown us so many new worlds. 'But no Consciousness. We missed these by some billions of years. Future awareness will in turn miss us. The Earth for now is likely alone. We are alone in a Palace of Wonders.

Our Lady of the Homeless.

 

 

My impression of Zeus meddling in our affairs.

 

 "...end times"

From my COVID Journals. April 30, 2020. "Just read on a friend's page of a lone riderless horse wandering up an empty Westside Street. This seen from a window. Like a scene from that end of the world flick On the Beach." Now in 2022 talks of Nukes in the air. Such are our interesting times.

 

"...Arf"

Knocked out Russian armor

These have been tagged with "Wolverines".

This from a 38-year-old film.

"Red Dawn"

The flick is about a fictional Russian nuke 

then conventional attack on the continental U.S.A.

Every Fox viewer's wet dream of heroic resistance.

See kid below take on an attack chopper with an AK.

It don't end well but not a bad end.

Not a dry eye at Fox.

Fuck it I would have resisted. 

That Workers Paradise shit never works out well.

Anyway, Ukrainian soldiers and resistance 

folks are tagging dead Russian armor with "Wolverines".

 The name of the film's high school resistance fighters. 

Like a pal of mine sez: "Life is like Science Fiction."

That and life imitates art and vice versa.

Such times.

 

 

Future historians if any 

will see the similarity of the European Tribal World Wars.

Other than incremental improvements in technology they were all about land power and ethnic cleansing.

As for as souls caught up in these oceans of spilled blood. 

General Patton called them:

"Those fucked piss poor dumb bastards."

This video clip sums 120 years of European history.

Sums it all up rather well.

 

"...War News"

In the European Fourth Tribal World War. 

Russia is shooting up the rail lines deep into Ukraine. 

They seem annoyed the other tribes are sending arms in. 

Seems tanks fighter jets missiles and assorted 

swell stuff is...eh appearing. 

Also Ukraine keeps pulling off swell "Doolittle Raids".

Google it interesting reading.  

Putin's shit in Russia keeps getting blown to hell.

Meantime Yanks send in big shots to chew fat with heroic, and he is, Ukrainian boss and his pals. This after everybody else did. Including a middle school teacher from Williamstown Oregon. 

Hell, I might go over myself.  

Red Army generals off record admit some of their conscripts are out of control. All that war crimes stuff that keeps happening. Hey ya have a war foul shit happens. Btw they didn't say they'd reign'em in or anything. 

On the American Front. The Economic and Culture War stumbles along as some deranged fucking nut-job in D.C. shot 200 rounds from his window. Cops say it was a sniper job. If so, he wasn't too good at. Four shot including a little kid. Twenty or so injured while running for their lives. A common behavior in da States these days.

Hell, high school shooters cleaned out whole cafeterias with a fraction of his armory. He had a couple of apartments in the region packed with all sorts of hot toys. His place looked like a Colt arms dealer's man cave.

In further war news.

A Florida Sheriff suggested to folks suffering violent crime to just shoot the fuckers...save the taxpayers trial money. What with gunman cases backing up. Makes sense. In Indiana some white guy shot a black UPS delivery person attempting to do his job. He asked da homicidal maniac to sign for his package and was shot in the neck.  Just another day.

Up North more 'Fun City', ...Google it, subway shootings. Not too bad just a few shot dead a bunch traumatized...the usual. Mayor what's his name of New Fucking Yawk City sez the solution to all the murderous wild west mayhem is understanding and more insincere make-work programs. 

As I post I heard shots outside my damned window. ...again. No lie I just did. Btw this is by Emerald City standards a 'safe hood'.  It's like da 90's Crack Wars. Obviously what them fuckers needs is programs...and understanding. So I guess a bullet in the back of the head for them is off the table.

In the rest of America.

Hatred violence ignorance superstitions lay offs bad water expensive food high rents bad mortgages shithole schools ugly cars bad music and boring shit on Netflix continues. 

This just in from the European tribal wars! 

The boss of da Red Fucking Army sez no nukes will be used...maybe. Asked about Bio-Chem shit...he had no comment. So I guess this is somewhat good news. 

More as the party continues.

I recall deep one night while in hospital.

An orderly asked:

"Does anyone have the keys to the Narcotics locker?"

I should fucking hope so Thought I.

Love that Morphine.

What with my guts imploding at da time.

I once asked a Nurse if I could take home the family pack.

She said no. "...just take Tylenol."

What fun is that?! 

 

Hope and Dreams.

We are beings made of stories.

 

"...heroes"

If there was ever a time 

for serious Superheroes, it's Now!

A certain Illinois lawyer

and former head of state volunteers for the

coming Battle of Donbas.

 

 

"...gone"

 

A Jim Crow Memory

I was reading an essay on 'White Flight'. Google it. One day white folks vanished from our hoods. I imagine the place above is where most of them went to.  My childhood white friends and their folks were part of the other great migration. The first being the Black Great Migration to the North at the start of the 20th century. The latter the flight away from us.

I speak from the position of a kid that suddenly lost a third of his friends near overnight. I still remember some of their names. I wonder if the remember any of ours. I've since read that our friends parents told them to tell none of their colored playmates the were leaving...they didn't. I wonder what my friends thought of all this if anything. To me it was a mystery...still is. 

At the time my folks wouldn't speak to us about it.

...for us our friends were just gone

We know what’s going on everywhere now. Thanks to the web our iPhones even to a lesser extent TV. Has it always been like this? Wars plagues hope love. If they had the tech would folks have seen the same human dramas in 600 BCE 1200 CE today this afternoon this evening this moment.

This is new. This knowing. About 500 years for the species. The ability to see everything began in the west at least with the printing press. Then telegraphs radio movies TV the web and who knows what’s next. We’re still adjusting to walking upright. Still adjusting to consciousness. As for adjusting to organized society were still behind the ants’ termites and bees.

We don’t need much.

All I really want to do is to be generally sane and reasonable. Well, that, and sitting in the park reading really bad science fiction, da best kind and not being shot at. That’s all.

I really don’t want a lot. …well iced tea in summer.

 

Sometimes I take my dolls with me to the park.

I have no idea what to say. A quiet numbness has settled in. Chaos in our battered republic mass shootings all over the Emerald City. Plagues continue and the Fourth World War is in play. The Cold War counts as the Third. I post vignettes of calm day to day life attempts at humor. I do art sleep and watch old movies but mostly like you bear witness. Life goes on.

A brutal 2022 Spring. 

In this city this country and the world.

 

Being a history fan an observation. It seems that Europe is now more united and agreed on one issue than it's been since the Treaty Westphalia in 1648. 

This they thought would finalize European borders...sorta. 

The EU and NATO which traditionally agree on nothing. Now universally agree, except for the literal Nazis that run Hungry. They agree that Russia should be thoroughly dipped in ten shades of shit. 

Granted the EU hung Greece out to dry after shoving her under a bus...several buses and a number of steam rollers. However even these guys buy that short of nuking it. 

They all want Russia's economic head in a bucket.

The Fourth European Tribal World War as some have noted is already underway. Cold War counts as the Third.

No one at this point would be at all surprised if we wake up to chemical warheads launched. 

Still others expect the odd battlefield nuke to be added to the seasoning before this round is over. 

The detonation in the video is a tactical artillery nuke. 

More than enough to seriously damage any city. 

On a personal note. 

I'm too fucking old for this shit.

 

"...another day in the life"

Meant to post this last week but forgot. I forget plenty these days. That’s okay it always comes back. This is a kind of self-editing. You get to reconsider when you remember the stupid stuff you were going to do or say. Unlike this post which I will share anyway. Once upon a time:

I opened my windows. Cool fresh air. Been ill and yucky for a bit. I’ve had more vaccine shots than I can count. So must just be a cold. In those romantic 19th century novels, they mention airing out the sick room. The ‘Velveteen Rabbit’ comes to mind. If nothing else things smell better.

We should always be clean and tidy to face the foe. In this case a cold.

First things first.

Started today w/a hot-hot-hot shower. Made the bed tidied up read emails. Then stared blankly at dark matter. The older we get the more like cats we become. Sleep eat stare be mysterious. Composed stories a few nutty rants. My doc recommended this. Keeps da mind active.

Does he think I'm going gaga?

Walked about the hood. Spring before our eyes. If you just stand there I swear you can see shoots sprout. Wandered home went through my documents. Found a recipe for apple turnovers written by my dad. He was a baker. One should keep the random notes of family and friends. It's part of the story and should be remembered.

Napped watched live streams of folks'n places around the world. The last some soul just quietly wandering the streets of Bordeaux. …in the rain. Loves them rain videos. I miss going to real places. Like when I woke up on Mars that time. See below.

Time drifted and it was evening…how did that happen? Put dinner on. A collaged veggie soup.

I figure some parts of it were bound to work. Btw what they say about colds and liquids is true. Hose ya self-down with juices teas water. Hold the Pepsi.

Granted not a thrilling day…this time. A month ago I wandered into a shoot out. Ten shots and the maniac missed us all. He was as surprised as us. The quality of Brooklyn lunatics like everything else has fallen. Mass shooting all over our republic now. Be brave be smart be kind.

Such was a day in the life. I am heartfully grateful to have had it.

This missive inspired by a post from my friend and artist Andrew Leslie Phillips, The above is a ‘Marr’ which lives in Cobden western Victoria Australia. It’s a shallow volcanic crater.  Now da fun part. Imagine this appearing overnight in the Sheep Meadow of Central Park. Or maybe Brooklyn…I like that idea better. 

If there throw in an exact replica of Stonehenge with the Tree of Knowledge from the Garden of Eden in the middle of it. We’ll get a conspiracy meltdown. I mean more than we already got. We’ll make a fortune on hats and t-shirts. 

Plus, it’s three blocks from my digs. I like it. Btw happy Passover Easter and Ramadan. These in order of appearance from the same basic tradition. Swell, now I have ‘everybody’ mad at me.

The dead are far more considerate than the living.

They prove this by being silent.

 

The world from my kitchen window.

 

My Catholic experience through my childhood 

was an unending nightmare. Emotional & physical torment. 

It went on for years and years. I don't want vengeance.

I'd rather speak to them and ask the nature of the demons 

that drove them. Did they even know 

what they were doing was profoundly wrong?

That they inflicted nightmares

 that would spill into another century.

 

From my fire-escape Observatory.

Our early morning Moon.

 

 

Was out last evening. Came back alive too. After a warm 80f degree day night brought cold rain wind. April is what March was supposed to be March was what December was supposed to be, and February was what April is supposed to be. Got that? ...take notes they'll be a test.

Counterpoint to my demon dreams. Last night a kindly dream. Ponies. All over the damned place. These wandering around in my dream Brooklyn. Streets of grass blocks forested like a Peter Max poster...ask ya Hippie grandma who, and or what he was.

Too bad I don't do Hallmark Cards. This would have made a neat one. A happy dream. Blue skies lazy summer clouds only thing missing was an ice cream truck with Irving my childhood ice cream man driving. I slept and dreamed dreams of dreams. Living in the land of plagues wars and stupid crap. My unconscious self and or Angels cooked this up to chill me out.

On another matter.

The notion of standup lecturers. Like standup comics but not as funny at least not intentionally. There's the Brit tradition of Speakers Corner. In New York it's every corner subway station and park. Whether you want to hear them or not. This has mostly been supplanted by demented posting online. Like I'm doing now. It's safer and your kitchen and bathroom are handy.

I used to think of yacking at people on assorted corners.

Could get hit by a pie or beat up but that's part of the fun. One should dress for the role. Tweed. Maybe a bowtie shave and a haircut. This as not to be confused with sweaty cranks screaming about the illuminati and the human DNA they put in hot dogs.

I once considered a "One Person Witness for World Sanity".

Not 'world peace' as I know better. I let the idea go when I realized everyone on earth is insane myself included. Besides with rouge cops out there I could be shot. Black people have been shot dead for holding a loaf of bread. I shudder at my fate for lecturing...especially with a bow tie on.

On a related matter.

Reading. That particular umbilical to eternity. I may have problems. Comprehension above a certain level of complexity. 'Been rummaging about in assorted smarty pants stuff. I found I kept losing my way. Tried less thoughtful realms. Easier, but needed breadcrumbs home even there. WTF? is this an age thing? I'm a breath from 72. Are these signs of adventures to come? Perhaps I should have friends read to me. I'd enjoy the company and listening is more comprehensible...at least lately.

One more thing.

While out I went to the Bakery.

This to purchase one as in a 'single' chocolate éclair. Haven't had any in years for health reasons. However, I thought I deserved one just once for being such a reasonable chap.

I think we all should have a treat from time to time for being decent. Not remotely saints, but just standup sorts of folks. So go do something nice for others and ya selves.

Refuge beneath the wings of Angels.

 

"...We all suffer we're all full of it fuck it...just get on with it"

Pissed off fed up smart guy

 With all sorts of problems and some opinions 

I don't like telling hard truths.

This is why I loves rants.

There's always useful stuff in them.

 

More shoot-outs on da subway today.

 More war going on more sickness and plague.

Ya know the fucking usual. 

This has been our natural state 

since the first villages certainly 

since the beginning of city states. Ain't we got fun.

I fucking Quit!

 

"...Hello?"

Ukrainian War Russian iPhone intercept:

“Are they feeding you well?” 

“We butchered a dog and ate it.”

This from intercepted Russian troops phone calls home. This is the first war with soldier’s uncensored comments being broadcast to the world. These guys chat about looting rapes murders wanting to kill their officers sabotaging equipment so they won’t have to fight and running from battles. Things soldiers in all wars do. Only now we hear them firsthand as it happens. These things are piling up. 

Encryption don’t seem to be a thing with them.

For the first-time, private journals the exception, soldier's thoughts are not filtered. Not by official positions or historians. This truth may not change anything. However now no one …I mean ‘no one’ can say they didn’t know what was really going on.

"...Tales from America I"

This is consistent. Going back to the Tea Party. Even before to the Klan. These unhappy angry people are stalled at the 3rd to 4th grade level of literacy. In that these are the spelling mistakes of children. It speaks to how badly the education system has failed them. Not just in reading abilities but in their grasp of the world around them. True there is so much I do not know. However, being denied the very basics of education and apparently not caring is at the core of our problems.

Okay that's my sane compassionate response to this shit kicking Nazi pig fucker.

You 'can' hold both of these in your head at the same time. There's headaches tunnel vision and nightmares that goes with it. But that's the price for being fucking civilized. Guys like this bring back 1956 white is right kill Queers trucker. On da utter hand sleeps like a baby on valium and whiskey. The less they know clearly the happier they are. Which is why things are as they are. 

I once said I wish I could be mean and vacant all the time too. As opposed to just doing it as a part time gig. The sincerely slack jawed are happy as pigs in shit. I actually envy their stinky paradise at times. This since the whole world is made for such persons. Must be convenient as hell. Smarty pants Queers meanwhile barf from the smell and go crazy at the deranged shit they do. 

Examples. They keep voting against cute blowjobs education socialist healthcare and for the guys that are sending their jobs to China. Btw China has since sent these shitty jobs to Vietnam who later palmed them off on Indonesia. Underpaid non-union non-benefit factory jobs are an international hot potato that millions of deluded folks here wants back. 

They also didn't know that Obamacare which they keep electing people to vote against. Is really the ACA. The Affordable Care Act. Which they all use and would die without. If I were a Greek gawd I'd spend all day chucking lighting bolts and Gay Wedding Cakes at them. Sigh.

I quit.