"Thoughts, and Prayers"

Thursday, March 25, 2021

"...time"

FB Ghost ships are so sad. I'm thinking of the pages of passed on friends abandoned sites. These all now digital Ghost Ships. As will mine in time will be. All of us eventually. If you touch a platform you become in a way immortal. Your imprint will live almost forever. There's a science fiction story. An iPhone is dug up on the moon. This in 3000 years. They decode it, and a world of ancient "Likes", and emojis springs forth.

Wednesday, March 24, 2021

"...knights"

I had a Christmas Eve dream. I don't remember if I posted about it. So this is as good a time as any. It was in a mish-mash of locations from my whole life. My old schools places I worked traveled to radio studios all of them.

There I was a pissed off teen again in weird armor helmet fucking blades, and a serious knight’s sword! See above. Others were with me. Again folks from my whole life were extras in this epic. From when I was a kid to this day.

“And there was a War in Heaven!”

Yeah remember that. Well my inner knight sure did. The lot of us spent several installments hacking, and being hacked by hell's underpaid Demons. I’d wake think WTF?!! Fall back to sleep, and pick up where we left off.

We had a bleeping ball!

Fighting for real evil with the help of old pals…what could be better. Not only that, but I think we won. Well them Demons beat it da hell out'a there at least. Then this strange after battle mixing of other dreams. The normal blended with this surreal event.

That, and I lost my sword.

Spent the balance of the dream cycle looking for it. Wandered through several other dream worlds on it’s trail. I may well find it when I crash, and dream later.

Wadda Dream.

Must have been that Faerie dust in my cider.

"...smaller"

I think my daily life has become unstuck in time.

A Limbo State.

I'm here, but not sort of like Wyoming.

Only smaller.

"...junk"

I took my still no shots so still Quarantined opportunity to clear out some stuff. It's all in about 10 moving boxes in my bedroom. The rest of my digs are Zen plain, but that corner is hell. I started at two this morning. Still can't sleep. To begin,...Old receipts from 2014-20 piles of dead junk mail.

Notes for stuff I was writing, but then realized how stupid they were. These remain rather extremely stupid. The years did nothing for them. 

DVD's I thought I'd lost. "Kind Hearts, and Coronets",...put that on your soon to end Lockdown movie list. Some old comic books I can re-read. 
Scads of thousand year old audio cassettes'n Cd's from my radio show daze. Also some model kits I forgot all about. These will all come in handy for the balance of my House Arrest. 

Cut-off notices from Con Ed. Bastards. You miss a month they cut ya lights off. More legal static,...paper work from Social Services. You get old you have to deal with them heartless wonks. 
Add to all that instructions for equipment tossed out years ago. Breath mints,...they still work. Old Jury Duty warnings...I skipped a few, and $4.27 cents in change...which will also be handy. 
This exhausted me.
I'm laying down for a few days to get over all that.

Tuesday, March 23, 2021

"...pizza"

"Eh,...did someone ring for a Superhero?"

"...history"

I want to see the first serious books doucs dramas about recent history. A truthful unbiased analysis of what the hell happened. From the JFK hit in 1963 to the the ransacking of the Capitol Building in 2021. All the major American food groups. Wealth power race blood even spoons full of hopes. I want to read this history I lived. Lived, and like many helped make.

"...business"

There has been a second mass shooting in this country in less than a week. This time a grocery store. 10 people were gunned down for no known reason. This could be a sign of a return to American normality.

Here in the Emerald City there has been a steady increase in pointless murders. Last night a person was shot for no reason on 38th Street Manhattan. Local 'hood shootings are again routine. Most of these events are not connected to robberies or the traditional crimes of passion.

They're just happening.

Perhaps making up for lost time. This town was by the numbers as safe as Wyoming for most of the Pandemic. As the players were in lockdown. With the soon leveling of the Pandemic the removal of a disturbed head of state, and an apparent return to a kind of normality in mind if not fact. The American tradition of shooting each other for the hell of it is has come back.

Before the Pandemic we were numb this. So tuned it out. However COVID over took it. Instead of hundreds shot each month. Thousands died every week sometimes every day from the Virus.

We seem now to be going back to business as usual. The experience of enduring more than a Half Million perished has not made us better wiser or stronger. We're still the same oblivious cowardly bigoted selfish people we always were.