The Collapse

[pan]

OK, I'm an idiot - how do you upload video?

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[BO]

I guess we look at 'this shit' because we have to. All artists need to constantly redefine their position in the world. It's a quest to try an understand the un-understandable. I suppose in time, we eventually reach the conclusion that most humans really aren't worth much. Unfortunately, it's usually the sub-conscience that arrives at that conclusion first. Then the intellect has to catch up.

Not to say that there aren't good people around. But generally, the masses ARE asses. Accept your misanthropy and wear it with honor.

This is your safe-haven, Waldo. Bitch to your heart's content. We accept and appreciate your genius. Even when it comes covered in compost.

[waldopaper]

heh. thanks, brother Bo. Methinks you give me undeserved credit... but a bloke needs some place to go. Welbutrin seems to lower the barrier between waking and dream-state. Bo said previously that it's nasty stuff... but I found the "vivid dreams" kind of amusing. Lately, tho, it's gotten kind of creepy.

I've sampled most of the "anti-depressant" crap... and avoid it because it just made me feel stupid. Welbute was a little different... except for the "vivid dreams." I think the shrinks and pharmacopia are fucking with things they don't understand at all. I believe it doesn't matter to the "profession." It's all about the fucking money. For years... good old herb kept me sane without smoking too many cigs or drinking too much booze. The world of random piss-tests made me give it up... and brought on a quantum leap in cigs and booze.

My theory is that anything that gets you high enables you to see the fucking absurdity in what most volk think is "normal," and that just won't fucking do. That's why the masses are asses... absolutely NO sense of the absurd. Most of the people I love and live with simply don't look at it. The people who actually buy in to the freak show give me homicidal tendencies... which is why I eat the Wellbut... to keep from "going postal." Most successful shrinks in the empire are zombified... and so they have developed dope to enable us less zombified unfortunates to become "team players."

I agree... most of humanity aint worth a pinch of shit. The Great Souls... the Ghandis... the Einsteins... the Hans and Sophie Scholls... make it worth being a human being for a brief time. I can imagine them all being turned into kartoons... just like Jesus... who have x-ray vision and neither fart nor philander. The great catch of our age is this: our species will not survive the thousand years or so it takes to turn the Great Souls into kartoons... if we still think it necessary to turn them into kartoons.

When they live among us, there is no golden beam of light or nimbus about their nuts to indicate who they are. Maybe that's why it might be worth it to try to understand the un-understandable.

Angels unawares and all that.

[Mouse]

Absurdity. Mmmm.

Haven't had any good old herb for a week Waldo, so scared of more of that bad angina coming back. In tears again this morning, the isolation bloody awful, think I shall make another of those useful bottle things with straws sticking out and get back on the job. Moderation is my middle name after all. Haven't had a drink for 25 years. It's the steady progression with life and work I thank the herb for, these last five years. Can you not resume its use?

As I was going to sleep last night I remembered your tone of voice, it wasn't even something you said, and laughed quietly into the dark.

[Mouse]

Well that wasn't the way it used to be, feel like a 90 year old, slept all day. It's so cold. How are people managing with ice storms?

Ah, one thing, couldn't help noticing how much better looking I was than previously when caught a glimpse of self on way to joining dear dog on the couch. Dear dog, so kind, so thoughtful, must count blessings more often.

Perhaps we are within a hairsbreadth of something strange and new, something liberating. Talking of nimbuses or nimbi. There's a lovely one at the end of this clip from a favourite film:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IEnrmbc_-6w&session=qdzagABRdTWW...

[waldopaper]

Well... here's the cure. Just have to focus on the beauty. Especially gotta flush that hate bucket. Whew. We are awake. That is enough. There must be a way to share the aware. Fill the mind with compassion.

Yeah... the isolation. Anger is the child of pride. We are not alone!

[curt]

Funny, these parallels.

Quit the better stuff last summer. Fear driven. Roadside piss tests. Used to (up until this past summer) live by the saying....."Morgens ein Joint und der Tag ist dein Freund!". Lost a friend along the way, I say. But just like old friends, we shall meet again. There is no adequate substitute. Society is sick. Use of alcohol to excess is a communal sport. That smell is enough to get you in deep deep trouble. Sick. Unfair. Warped. Uneducated. Unhealthy. That's the word my partner used this morning as I stepped out for my morning smoke. "What you're doing is unhealthy". No shit, Sherlock ! Even if it's ceremonial, my use of tobacco, it ain't good for me....pure. Pure booshit, what the masses say. Like old Ratzi said (or will say come 1 Jan. 2008 ).....hell, I can't find the original text in less than 30 seconds so ......he said something like ...."do shit other people won't do. Trust your own judgement. Fuck what the others say, cool ?" Now that was a very rough transli, so don't post it elsewhere and say I quoted the fucker.

Life without drugs. I remember too too. 1978. They had a swimmingpool and the youngest daughter was so into me, I thought it better to leave town than to bog down. I was only 18 and she was only ......I forget. Dig.

Clouds.

I used to pass out on a rug in front of this guys bunkbed. He was way cool and he always had a toke for a Kansas bloke. Even when the place went dry, I could still rely, on this guy, to get high. He was also wise. So I thought. Like some Oracle for newbies, he had all the answers. So I thought. He PCODed back to the states and I took on his position of Oracle for newbies. We met up a few years later. He had re-upped. How fucking stupid ! He gave up on the ganja. How fucking stupid ! He had married. You got it....how fucking stupid !

Rain

Some songs bring me to tears. The one I posted a video of here and on OpEdNews today is one such song.

Snow

We shall soon have.

Ice

A good Scotch is to be served without ice and for Christ's sake, without Cola.

Cold

Yes, it is. It's colder than a Witch's Titty it is !

Crazy

I have these lapses of reason. Had one today. I must be crazy ! No ice, dry roads, 2 above freezing, salt no longer visible....3 hours of sunlight, I rode .....real easy until I lost my shawl....passing a few cars. Will miss it, come monday, just as I miss getting high and having an Oracle nearby, which leads me to ask why.

Why ?

[waldopaper]

We have 2 new members on the tribe RBC site. bea and Robert-- It would be really cool if ye old hands addressed them directly... that is- if ye want to.

Geez Curt... so much between the lines in "Goodbye Philadelphia." I squirted a few my own fuckin self. We lost something... that's for sure. Maybe it is just our own youth and health... as millions have done for millions of years. If it's bigger than that... I think it's the "last, best hope:" self-government. It aint dead... it can never be... but our choice right now is: is it coming back the easy way or the hard way?

I said goodbye to it a couple years ago. And I hope it finds somebody who loves it like I do.

[BO]

Waldo, your post upstream with the yogi-dude had me looking for an old Firesign Theatre skit. Couldn't find it.

But this ought to cheer you up. It has absolutely nothing to do with anything. Yet, everything. (Man, that was deep.)

OK, I've been up for 36 hours straight setting up a new computer. I'm a bit loopy.

'Heaven and Hell'

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=emNoXQGFsq0

[pan]

They had a swimmingpool and the youngest daughter was so into me

Damn Curt, that's almost a Zappa song!

[curt]

I can't help it, Pan....Zappa is in me like blood is in me. I heard the song back when it was new. A long time after that, I was invited over to a friends place for a wing dinger. Yes, they had a swimmingpool. Daddy was into landscaping. Mom was into landscapers. Son was into sons. Daughter was into me. We were in the pool, right after school. The lesson hadn't gone too far. (??)

Zappa lyrics keep creeping up on me in my life (a Beatles song btw), like Brown Shoes......all of a sudden, these Corporate Idiot Bastard Sons come to work in Black Suits and Brown Shoes ! I sing the Brown Shoes diddy and people think I'm nutz. To me, it makes a hell of a lot of sense.

[waldopaper]

Krishna consciousness? Mello Jello? Yo- rubber wings... Hemp for Victory!

[pan]

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