Sunday, October 14, 2007
"The War, Big Dogs and Tattoos"
In this day and age they all fit quite well together, a sign of the time. Went to Walgreens to find some pepper spray, couldn't find any, so I asked the teller lady if she knew where it was. The teller lady asked what I needed it for, I replied Big Dogs, she replied, isn't that sad, everybody's scared to death. Started telling her I write about it in my blogs, and people now think that's the norm, being older she agreed, looking sadly at the ground. Both agreed on how much had changed since GW Bush has taken office, whole new "World" now. "World in disarray with no relief insight, nobody willing to say lets just pullout. Simply get out of every place we're at and bring everybody home and let the chips fall where they may. I'd be willing to bet, nothing would happen but peace, it takes two to tango. To damn simple, but people are simple and willing to be hearded around. Obese people don't even have the power to keep their hand away from their mouths. The free thinker like myself, are just ridiculed and thrown under the bus, ever by our own children and family members, who are brain washed like the other. Their are no UFO's, so kill the free thinker's, just listen to us, (big government) will keep them down, the free thinker's scare us, were as dumb as the rest of you. They got you so scared of each other, you all have Big Dogs now, protection you from your neighbors, who once were your friends a few years ago, not now. And now with that big ass dog and all thoes tattoos, I'm really scared of you now neighbor. How in the hell did this happen, right in front of are eyes? It must be some kind of "Time" now for, "Time" of the macabre, like a tops slow swirl to death, like "Mud Man" in the rain, "World's" people disfigured. The disfiguring of one's self, hatered for self and self weakness, your friend that lives with you is upset with your weakness, mark yourself. Too many people on the planet, not enough "Soul" to go around, like dead Marines that are a live. Their was a "Time" when only convicts and Military lifers wore Tattoos, now everyone it seems. Do people carry some kind of self hate for them selfs, maybe they have to much, when you have much, you have much to worry about. Will those Tattoos and Big Dog, cure your ills, sounds like and old "Babtist" preacher, selling you back your own fears and don't forget to leave poor old "Jesus" some money while leaving my fine church. Speaking of macabre, my old dog and me were sitting on the patio one afternoon, when all of a sudden this bat looking creature came right at my poor old dog and me. You know the type of creature, the ones from some old picture in a "Bible" of end "Time's". Damn dog shot back in the house as fast as he could, hard to explain to a dog much less human, it scared us, he didn't eat us, we can go back out side now. "Hell", a human would never believe me any way, crazy old hippie, too much acid in the sixties, they would say, just enough acid in the sixties, I'd say. Did 911 and the two wars going on, start all this rolling along, be very afraid, did this propel us into the spirial of hopelessness. A enemy who can never be defeated, were told day by day. Then come home, protect our boarder's, take care of our kid's. The "Slick Willie's of America" pulled off the greatest robbery in the history of the "World", the hell with art or jewery or gold, take a country. Bet you never seen it coming, in fact most still don't see it at all, life as normal, I guess, I think. bye PS Few words about "Hopi" hieroglyphs, they have been found as far south as the tip of "South America" and as far north as their were settlements, they were looking for the back door to the north, like the C. Columbus story, a short cut. Why do young black men walk around holding their dick's, they think sex is the grand ending, to only desire sex, no future, sucked dry, didn't get it.
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