Random Awesomeness

a twenty-five-year-oldrecently asked me if i“believed in regulation” i don’t remember my exact response but…it’s way too simple when regulation is driven by profitthe cost/benefit balanceis measuredin terms of profitor lack-there-of when regulation is driven by public well-beingthe cost/benefit balanceis measuredin terms of public well-beingor lack-there-of obviously i tried to temper my toneto avoid the [...]

the old manlooked at the young manat himselfand smiled this was not the self-congratulatory grinof assuredness and aplombno panacheno flourish of the penor the pencil-thinmustache nohis mirror stood before himprepared for primp or pomplooking back from youthful powera playful world in which to romp and neither did the elder’s mirthindulge his impulse to mockold ones [...]

at this moment in our historyorganized humanity is in a truly unique situation a time when even observable reality has become so tenuous that should any given major global event happen (i.e. another 911 level attack, industrial accident or environmental catastrophe) it will be impossible for there to be a majority agreement in public discourse [...]

i made a mistakemuch more than just lamewith life on the lineit’s never a gamethe facts are the matterand i’m clearly to blame for shamefor shame my failure of judgementto do what i mustmakes righteous indictmentsdestroyers of trustwhat faith ever held meis now filled with disgust for shameshameshame so punish me thisthough i beg to [...]

turning downthe gainblocking blowsto the brainis always insufficient to silence the dinand deaden the ragewithin this pagewill never turnso long as all theseremain open the age-old avenuesopen-sourced revenuesand tell-tale platitudeslay dead on arrival no replacementsshall be requiredor even available no frame of referencein sightonly frantic fightsfor novelty as simple strengths of willappear to never againbe [...]

gentle waves of painmingle and morphpermeating throughotherwise healthy tissueas tired old nerve endingstell another story and so will the gutwith each twist and tinglesounding every morselto ingest at bestwhatever strength remainsdelivers the brainwhile consciousnesscontinues to contain the depth of imagination Peace/Love m(~_~)m

the limitless crueltyof apex-predatory impulsesgive sanctionas colddead eyesscan for scrapsamong the vanquished only the weakremain unscathedsheltered by shamecowardiceand glaring irrelevance this kind of intelligencesurvives againscurrying among the shadowslike triassic rodents and now the brutal cycle returnsto gorge upon the gentlethat gather and growin the cool peat mossof existence contrite but insistentthat their power is real [...]

from the depths of despairgriping my bonesto the marrow eroded particles of powercoalesceand cautiously condense strange kinds of structures arise makeshift skeletal outlinessearching for meatbroad patches of broken skinstretched far too thinand finding nothing withinto eat and yethere lies the hidden hopelurkingamongst the last of our friends and hangedby the theyfrom their ownself-fabricated rope survival [...]