Thursday, July 24, 2025

My Real Name Is Anonymous

There’s a name, a profile and a photo
that attends this blog a snapshot or a
deep fake or impression of someone
looks like someone could be anyone
that’s me anyone you wouldn’t notice
like most everyone during the course
of a day wouldn’t you say if you live
in a city it’s more likely to be that way
just a cog in someone else’s machine
real Orwell read Huxley read T.S. Eliot
they all saw the same thing in writing
in different ways but yup humans as
hollow component entities useful but
necessary to be controlled so whomever 
is writing this is just part of the machinery.

Monday, July 21, 2025

Johnny Handgun

Johnny Handgun was a private detective who 
didn’t telegraph his moves. Johnny H. is how
he introduced himself. If they asked him what 
the H stood for, he’d say, “Handsome, handshake,
handgesture, hankering, you know…”. Handgun
was his real name. His father, Colt, had been in
the army as a side arm. That was a joke Johnny
liked to tell. Things went on from there. Day
changed to night, suspicion to revelation, love to
enlightenment. Nobody knew where we were going,
but we all knew we were on our way. Johnny took
on a few clients as long as they didn’t ask too many
questions. He got cash, half in advance. One look at 
Johnny, and they all knew he could do what they 
needed. There were some things, though, that Johnny
wouldn’t do. Simple, clean, and moral was Johnny’s
way. Justified could also be a term to use. Corpses
never seemed to be able to come to their own defense.
That wasn’t Johnny’s fault.

Saturday, July 19, 2025

The Universe In A Nutshell

That’s it.
A walnut is a universe seed
expressing itself
evolving towards sentience,
towards the light,
self awareness.
Reproduction was the first clue
that the universe had an interest.
Trial and error was the way.
Natural selection inevitable given
eternity and infinite space.

For example, the universe is trying
to make me the hundredth monkey.

Utopia is just another other word
for Homosap’s shortfall.
It seems obvious, at this point, that
Homosap’s only a rung on the ladder…
except for Buddha, who made 
the aliens think twice.

Friday, July 18, 2025

Blood Money

It all is.
People were never meant 
to be able to just live.
Homosap’s burden is to evolve so
the universe can see.
It’s as bad as that, but you’re smart
enough that you don’t have to take part.
There’s enough wiggle room for enlightenment.
Then, we can all have a good laugh,
and the universe can see.

Wednesday, July 16, 2025

Truckin’ My Blues Away

Keep on going as if you had a choice
is one way to look at it without any joy
or sense of humor. We don’t want to be
like that, do we? Besides, it ain’t all bad.
With experience, one realizes there are
ups and downs, not to get pedantic, but,
over explaining, mansplaining because of
words. Hey hey hey, as Buddha said
when he held up a flower, and sentient
beings have been truckin’ ever since.

If that helps.

Anthem Of America

Not just the Star Spangled Banner…
not just Sousa’s marches.
Woody Guthrie folk songs,
Dylan’s social irony,
Grateful Dead’s Psychedelic visions,
the Blues,
romantic noir Jazz,
rock ecstasy flowing out of the black
Church in Columbia, South Carolina.
The freedom to sing it all.

Emptiness-R-Us

That’s you and me…
empty.
It’s evinced by a nagging feeling
you can’t put your finger on,
of incompleteness,
that you’re not quite there yet,
something’s missing.
What could it be?
“Even Jesus wanted a little more time.”

We feel that way because of impermanence,
because of egolessness.
Because even if we get all 10’s on the cards,
there’s always tomorrow.
Ask Caitlyn (Bruce) Jenner.

Eternal Paradise sounds good.
That’s the selling point of all religions
concocted because of the fact we don’t exist.
Very scary.
Anything but that.
It’s a fact all will realize sooner or too later.

Meanwhile, we all keep busy, thinking that
something has happened,
trying to get into it or get out of it,
whatever it is,
however we see it,
Samsara,
the carnival,
the merry-go-round of temporary existence,
nothing new under the sun.
Around and around we go
circling the drain, the outcome.

Seeing through the play in which the truth
is revealed is the liberation of all the Buddhas.

Of course, according to the Void,
did you really read the words that
came before this? 

“If you are still alive when you read this,
close your eyes.
I am under their lids, growing black.”  Bill Knott


Monday, July 14, 2025

Infotainment

Shut up….no no! Don’t start!
Even the History Channel wants
you to believe.
Experts lined up like dolls in a
shooting gallery.
Please like and write a comment.
Would you like to see more videos
like this one?
If it wasn’t for gaslight, we wouldn’t 
have no light at all.
Is the truth patterns from a magic lantern
projected onto a screen?
What part of virtual reality, verisimilitude,
don’t you understand?
On vacation, on the beach, still plugged in
to the world on a machine…macscreen.
It’s all just different waves.
Wave, if you see this.

Saturday, July 12, 2025

Win Some….Maybe

Over 99.9% of all species that ever
existed are extinct. I just wanted to 
write that line in something somewhere.
Win some, lose some,
anyway, be forgotten unless
your face is on a bubble gum card.

Cockroaches and crabs are the best
survivors.
Doesn’t say much for having an 
endoskeleton, except our kind may 
just get to Mars, then we can laugh 
at the crabs an roaches
for a minute only,
because it turns out
that Mars isn’t very far away.

It turns out that aliens may have been
Gods after all.
Frankly, that will come as no surprise.
K218b
(Anton Petrov says….”no”)
And there we are
‘til we are not.

Ha Ha

Ha ha I moved to Mexico,
like Jimi wanted to, they
can’t get me now…or, they
can, but it would be too 
much trouble.
I helped a little, but the 
brainwashing was too strong,
and we don’t know yet if
Trump and the Trumpers
can save the world…that’s 
what it’s about, isn’t it?
All the dead prophets agree,
at least, that this is the play
in which the truth is revealed.

Thanks to anyone who read 
my words. I’m just a semi-wise
Fool trying to tell the truth to a
world that’s losing its way.
Good luck to me.
Ha………ha.

Friday, July 11, 2025

Merry-Go-Round

So much fun!
Come around again
to where you’ve begun!
Reinvent the wheel 
every lifetime!
Forgive me if I repeat myself!
No there to get to from here!
I show you the potter’s wheel!
Under the sun!
Let’s watch that movie again!
(imagine that there is only one
movie, but that it has an infinite 
variety of endings.)

Thursday, July 10, 2025

Not According To The Void

Whatever you say, I say;
“Not according to the void.”
meaning you cannot assert 
anything really existing,
ending any argument.
Kinda makes you go:  “Huh?”
doesn’t it?

Not according to the void.
But, according to the void,
I am fucking with you.

As If Nothing Had Happened

“Don’t go too fast.”
That’s what Trungpa told me.
Mexico doesn’t go too fast.
My life doesn’t go too fast.
The world, on the other hand…

As the world turns it spins
out of control
momentum of Homosappy 
civilization, so smart,
overcomplicating everything 
because he is bored…the curse
of the untrained mind.

All the ones I knew
that tried real hard,
tried to go real fast
to get enlightened 
just went crazy.

Saturday, July 5, 2025

What IsThe Universe (and why does it keep following me)?

I don’t know about you but I’ve been having
deja vus my whole life so seeing the future is
saying the same thing call it the Akashic Record,
quantum entanglement words will catch up
eventually point being flower blossoming nothing
lost nothing forgotten nothing new under the sun
and maybe hang on to your hats because we were
so sure of ourselves for so long our religions beliefs 
sciences philosophies complications meaningless in 
the incomprehensibility of obvious change. 

Friday, July 4, 2025

Alligator (happy 4th!)

Will tomorrow be just another day?
Will someone show up to show the way?
If bitten by a snake, would you realize 
before it’s too late?
Alligator running round my brain,
close enough for day labor.
Alligator running round my soul
not much further to go…oh, no, no!

Further never finds an end…you should 
know that, at least, by now…just like
I keep writing, loving my daughter…
some things don’t end…that’s why it’s 
called the quantum matrix
the Grateful Dead
intuitive ordinary mind
further.

You’ve seen an elephant, yeah?
OK, but have you seen the 
whole thing?

Alligator represents continuity.
Elephant represents the whole thing.

At least, that’s what the gypsy woman told me.