Friday, March 6, 2020

Well then pray for me. It doesn't feel like I am choosing any of this. Imagine so much of having to do it all at one's own.  If there's brighter chances, or brighter efforts--- can that be delivered? 

Monday, February 24, 2020

They'll call the good ones bad & the bad ones good

but it is the age of the end of illusion


Be generate

Friday, February 21, 2020

old photo disc post

Going through some old photo storage discs


11/04/2005

03/24/2006


11/04/2005
11/04/2005

08/07/2005   

Monday, February 10, 2020

Friday, January 31, 2020

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See the populace is trained to worship the most low.

Thursday, January 30, 2020

Wednesday, January 29, 2020

Warm Tone






Another carcastic post about not being able to post here regularly. Heavy @ information-intake lately. Also, surviving. 
Above is a Gretsch G9200 Boxcar Resonator. 
Absolutely infatuated with the sound and the playability of this.  Life's been possibly riding me as a surfboard lately and my face is spluttering over some wily waves.
Hey! It builds character!!
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An Industry Classic

This post is brought to you by the Tom Hanks instagram account

Friday, January 24, 2020

Bob Barker would be disappoint

Programming and Metaprogramming in the Human Biocomputer by John C Lilly
This is a fine book. It is very highly recommended. If it hurts to read I recommend reading it. If it is enjoyable to read, it is recommended as well.  It appears people push themselves through doing things daily in which hurt and offers no reward. so to pain through an activity which establishes or produces some better result might allow for a vast change.


If you find out too much there are symptoms of a sleight of ptsd, however, in today's world. Sometimes you see too much, arrive at a conflict of truth.
I've had to sit through many viewpoint changes. 
Sometimes expressions turn out to be right for the time they are done,
but to hold them into a weight, or some rope staked down between that self and the future,
it then chases you down to try and explain differentiation as a person. 


"Was I wrong about those viewpoints then?
Or did something popularize to such an intensity
that everybody just piled right in, and devoured
into it,
and had at it with no taste or accentuation?"


It was a previous reference of humanity coming to be a living-satire.
Well the ability to produce satire actually did become impossible.


and playfulness of innocent ideas became offensive.
And everything imaginable became 'offensive.'

Innocence, playfulness, childishness   had been barred away


but it is all something to make free once more. All of these idea cults. There are too many of these idea cults. and if I was apart of any before, or if they became some inversion of their reason of creation beyond my jabbing at them or playing around with those ideas,
I should hope to abandon them now!
or actually I had been removed from many for some long while.

Certain sacral comedies when tackled by the masses
have their conceptions torn to shreds and turned backwards, inside out,

and the framework of their integral promise then become some factor
of what they had before called more 'dogma! dogma! dogma!'

Now,
being moralistic, kind-hearted, nuclear
is the counter culture.

The full loop had inverted conceptions
into a reality that nothing satirical could ever be produced.

I enjoyed satire!
but now there is nothing to discriminate satirical activity

from frothing, mass, funded imbalance
and that is the danger of the pendulum.
Be of awareness, then! It is extremely rare

to push a pendulum to its complete height
and to then arrive above it

before it comes bolting, dashing, thrumbling down.

That is why the sacral, the alchemical, the 'occult,' the highly spiritual should not become economized. The tattoo essay then becomes hard to read. People then do not find that extinction rebellion is also an Erisian pseudo mockery, on purpose.

If you choose to live in the satire you created, be gentle with the pushes of that nonstopping pendulum. People will think they were themselves the first ones, the only ones to set it into motion.

The Keepers of History

It is a silent Asteroid,
The journey, the fury, the total change of a Being
When the real history of mankind
visits, communicates, reveals.

You cannot talk about it too openly
as for to protect a lie, some many lies,
becomes a professional occupation.

Truths would fall to nothing,
entire personalities, confidences would become undone.

If more light came,
a revealing
to see what travels right toward vision
that Asteroid that moves to mankind,
again and again,
one would open their eyes,
and drink it all in
never to discuss it with anyone
about how constantly
societies, cultures are torn
from becoming a highest mark of progress
and a near reach to God
& hologram
& organic propensity.

History is silent, however
until enough silent students are able to come to be
able to speak without becoming terrorized, subdued,
maligned
for believing
the possibility to dodge an asteroid,
to imagine it possible
moreso to make it happen.

Matrix

& they will be rewarded
for degenerating, confusing, clouding,
constricting.

Turmoil will be popularized
and many enemies will become manifest
so as groups of sub-groups can infight
as to keep from seeing the bigger picture,
to be freed from truly freeing themselves.

Vast joy will be programmed
so as to find an enemy unto the voice of reason,
so as to give loudmouths the height of stage.


Involution, stillness, Revolve.

The jeopardy of the willingness
will sever morality from liberation
and drown will they come
in a race to reach gratification instantaneously.

It will be the same as ever
where the true honesty toward humanity
will be shared only by the nearly impossible survival
through the struggle of facing the horror
that man must worship beyond the Moon, the actual Sun
so as to see.

Worship darkness and you get gratification, indifference,
and the violent fight over title and versatile projections of imprinting.
Enter into light,
and the journey is self-regulating,
into the life of self-work never as glamorous
yet never as seething,
readied to find a homeliness and a rejoice
to nature again,
undoing the damage from a warped construct.

Reinterpret

Giv'me a sec, making translations. 





Monday, December 30, 2019

Dna healing vs Dna research (or the organic adept vs the media revolutionary)

The mainstream media wants you dumb, poisoned and fighting with one another.
The mainstream media wants you powerless, worried about defending your labels,
and divided into further and further impossibly complex labels.
If you are all kept yelling at, warring with, projecting at and finding adversaries upon one another,
those who have bled, robbed you blind and gotten you into that energetic state to begin with
can just keep all that sort of thing up.

The greatest pain relief to Wokeness is Awakening.
It is a tougher process, really, but the rewards develop more of a potential
to break away from the collective trance.

The Satire/Inversion reality has become too intense;
A pendulum warning for extremist points of view.

Saturday, December 21, 2019

Saturday, December 14, 2019

Gimme Gallery 12/2019 state street

'lil edit.
Go to the state street Gimme and cram a note into the birdbox.  Will recreate the 'Hazel Isle' image & give the scrawling to whoever puts an illustration of their idea of a 'coffee river' into the birdbox.

SOU*NDS
I do not want to update about creative processes! But it is an up-mountain climbing. With plummets then grips and more climbing. Laptops do nootttt work w/ audio interfaces. Something about their electronic internals.  Tracking down another desktop. Max out the memory. Reinstall win. onto an HD greater than =/>1TB.
Will one day show the nightmares of latency-issue rearrangement! Oh boy.
But manageable quality compared to the... there are 'demos' on here uploaded https://www.lomemarsupial.com/audio/audio.html  If it becomes more accurate and less hit/miss with the audio useability, atrocity averted!  It is funner to work on image creations lately.
So I am eating 444 oranges a day, repairing a motorbike, getting comps to work dandily, trying to train and raise some lot of vicious ostriches, and much of the usual yet gaining headway in a climbing speed.  My sour classel plasserbleary (,respectively) has created a patreon which ever shames me but is listed at the about https://www.lomemarsupial.com/about/about.html if you want to click it  and perhaps remedy up some RAM and several hard drives.
I work for the Q, the Que?, the Ques, the huckleberries, the banshee-dancers and mostly, the robots who will take all of our places as workers and fashion-settlers of the Hair-Ball-Platoons of that gleaming world we trip over our drool and slide all over our tongues in calling the "future."

Gallery up @ Gimme












Monday, December 9, 2019

A few of the songs from B.E.O.Y.R.F.

Those lyrics were despicable!
but those were different times.
And they live as examples. Or "character-creations." 
The others, I can stand behind, but there was some ignorant garble there.
Well you live and you learn.




Update:
This statement is retracted!
Times two, executively, with good reason and council-approval!

It is stern to be able to escape the varied consequences of somehow being trapped in a zombie, populace mentality.
Perhaps lyrics that lash out against the hypnosis, restraint and the drugged up ques of happlessly floating down a toxic river have sewn shut the lips of necessary commentative alligators. 
Well, the Q is, really, DO alligators have lips!?

Tuesday, November 26, 2019

Overriding shoddy viewpoints, making better decisions. Space=ship=Earth and its cellular people









Sunday, November 10, 2019

Monday, October 7, 2019

Devils Printmaker

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.
 w/ the voice of Burgess Meredith, scrambled & unscrambled.