Wednesday, June 24, 2009

hmm 3

Some fella told me one day that I needed to go out and have more fun; spend some time in the sun. I told the dude that what was best for me was to stay out of the sun. He asked me why. I told him how the sun steals the youth from our largest organ, our skin. Sun is fine in small amounts, just ask anyone from there abouts (ocean). But the sun is getting hotter and still people flock to tanning booths to make themselves feel HOTTER. I knew a girl in high school who was there when these horrid places first showed themselves. She went as much as her mom could afford, and her mom could afford as many sessions as her beloved daughter cared to have. Although it is true that tanning beds do not cook your insides, when I saw her just the other day, over 22 years later, she looked like beef jerky and had obviously been through some plastic surgery on her face that was rushed it seemed.
Age is nothing to be afraid of. It is part of the process of life. Unfortunately for us and the many kids who will be here long after we have gone; oh wait, the kids kids, the sun will be getting hotter and hotter. The sun is needed for life, but the sun, like the snake who wakes from a long slumber to a traveling man who thought he was in need of help bites the man but before the man dies asks the snake why, the snake replied because I am a snake; the sun steals away the sunshine from the exterior pieces while providing us all with the very life needed to wear such a ridiculous suit; so temporary and tender, always needing love, tenderness, and the caring and loving touch of another human being. So stay out of the fucking sun! LLc 98.2

lol

I once saw a lady, short and brown and kinda shady. She wore dark sunglasses and a scarf. She had a little dog that went arf! One day the lady and the dog went to the store. Yawning she said " This is quite a bore." The dog replied," yes indeed maam and began to scrath his balls with a sort of, " Maaaan, Ive been down THIS fucking road before!" LLc 98.2

Cuts, bans, and the like

Once again we hear the same old jargon through the kaleidescope of fear and family protection. This is political posturing and nothing more. Making new legislation and coming out with bans on this and bans on that weakens the entire legislative process and keeps things stuck in another time altogether. We do not have time to ban anything as our problems are much more severe.
This is not a story. The real story is cuts, bans, and the like coming from people who believe they have the right way for each individual person. Failure to follow these new rules, so to speak, will result in huge fines and possible jail time. Wow, if that is not socialism, then what is? Truth be told, if community rules were followed and everyone lived safely and lovingly, there would be no money in the kitty. There will always be rule makers and rule breakers; our socialist country relies on the utility that comes from crime. No crime, ban or not, no money. LLc 98.2

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

soft silence

Change is gradual and often unnoticeable. Once we realize things have changed, often, people will use whatever justification they can (from a pool of justifications and excuses) as a reasoning for their lack of departure; or whatever the case may be. This is a social conflict from within that lays out a firm foundation for building a soft structure that leans at even the slightest wind. Because change acts in soft silence among all actors, and because it is such a time consuming process, our need to be told what to do, how to act, how to dress, how to lose weight, how to find basically anything, etc...etc... is growing at alarming rates. Essentially what is happening is we are becomming too reliant on misinformation and conflict. We have lost our ability to think as all we need is now at our fingertips. This is the now generation and what they will get from it is the immediate gratification they are trained to need through false stimuli as opposed to human contact and all the creativity that can come from it. We are less now than we ever have been; we just think we know shit. What we better know is that we are spoiled little people with big black trucks with lousy music pumping from them. We have become the show and nothing mo! LLc 98.2

fluid toxicity

Too many bosses, too many choices, too many opportunities, and too many opinions; this is where we are now. Because we are at a point along the human time-line where less and less time is spent with other human beings; replaced for the more less productive and singular aspects of technologies sold like bows at a gift wrapping corner in some large, corporate clothing outlet, we have lost the ability to empathize with other human beings without being payed for the opportunity. Stuck we are in the bosom of the monster who feeds on the souls of man's discontentment and desires unfulfilled at the expense of man him/her self. LLc 98.2

Monday, June 22, 2009

revelations

REVELATIONS+++++++++ REVELATIONS+++++++++++++ REVELATIONS++++++++++
Since the beginnings of photography we have been conceptualized, marketed, leased, used, and profited from. The human image has been bought and sold in so many ways that it would take thousands upon thousands of pages in continuum to write it all down and we just cannot afford the cost of such a cumbersome project; let alone conceptualize it without wanting to fall upon a long, sharp blade of some sort, preferrably a samurai sword with edges that cut ribbons from kleenex tissues in flight. Once Fatty and Charlie came along we found a whole new way to profit from images and the people that make them up.
Cinema and advertising came like a couple hand in hand. The propaganda machine was at its infancy which made for a competitive and spirited job market which allowed the stock market to flourish and make money for a great number of people; advertisers included. I would love to continue and get to the point later, but I don't feel like it. So, I will get to the main point.
We the people have been cheated and swindled out of valuable time and money. The game of golf has profited off the human image for far too long. Instructional methodologies have fucked the whole thing up and most golfers will never see improvement in their games for two fucking reasons: they were not trained to improve and they do not care to improve. Why? because one must find fault in order to spend money on instruction and it takes instruction to find the fault. These days, everyone is an instructor and golfers have become accustomed to the struggle as if it were some sort of merit badge that came with weekend blowjobs. It is a circular wheel of warm shit chunks bouncing off our heads as we run run run in the wheel like a rat going nowhere. The drivers hitting it long, the putters knocking it in; it is all one freshly squeezed still hot pile of shit. Yes, I said shit! The minute we began to question ourselves through the use of images: pictures, movies, newspaper articles with pictures, newsreels, advertising; we lost our full potential for one main reason and one reason alone; we are all separate and unique filled with individual passions and flavors that tantalize our taste buds and feed our senses like woven spindles of dynamite.
There is no one way and we know this. The images we see are manufactured for profit. They are second hand news meant for the bottom of birdcages. Instruction video and all the rest of the shit is designed like crack; it leaves you needing more. People go to school to learn how to be deceitful and feel capitalistic and American as a latent function. Images are at the heart of deceitful practices not unlike the pose Abraham Lincoln sat for which took over an hour, or something along those lines.
There is the beginning of the second self and the burden of self reflection and self image through sociography- the self study process of questioning and learning while abandoning everything one thought one could be; to be replaced for the security and sanctity one was taught to believe in while giving no regard to just what it is exactly that makes one wet between the legs or harder than a baseball bat. Images are all lies for money. Play your own fucking game and pay attention to the fundamentals, the one's you can find on page one of any instructional book.
You have the grip which is soft and cuddly yet firm enough to control; the stance which is comfortable and athletic like a human, fleshy piston ready to fire abruptly and with controlled veracity; the posture which simply means to stand parallel to your target while feeling the weight of the club; and ball position which, depending on the shot, is somewhere between your feet; you figure it out. Once you have that, then all you do is be who you are mixed with who you want to be. This of course must be done in your way with your prints all over each and every document along the entire office hallway. Other than that, pull your head out of that tight ass they gave ya and play your game without the mental comparisons to falsity and witchcraft that takes so much of your valuable time. LLc 98.2

Sunday, June 21, 2009

piss men

There will always be swindlers and masked men working the con game wearing their suits and ties telling lies selling smiles in exchange for cries. LLc 98.2