Thursday, July 31, 2014

*smiles*

So, now I am on a little watch list. Not high-priority but then who really is? If you make a criminal important people will just copy that style and the next thing you know the world is full of them. Peace seems to be in the opposite direction of all that human nature desires to exists. I think that was what Sven was getting at last night when he called the conflict in Gaza/Israel 'human nature'. Of course, is it all objective truth in the reality of bombs and the subjective lies of opinion and smear campaigns that make up that dirty mess?

If people would learn to be humane and silent we could fight out this matter of opinion in the sacred space of collective conscience. You know, where bombs are words dropped to make a point, instead of actual hardware that maims flesh and kills life. Of course, then that would be pre-empted with the idea that people can think on a higher-level than they emote. Which is giving the human race a lot more credit than it seems to be due currently...

In closing, I want to make another plea to those who watch out for the common good of humanity, "try keeping yourself centered and refusing to judge", as that is what the Judicial branch of the Government is for, or so I have been told. Also, remember that being on the cutting edge requires bandages and isopropyl alcohol. The opposite of life is unlife, as I recently learned. This means spin, or a rewriting of history for a more palatable mouth feel, by the masses who believe in Satan Claus.

Have a great day...or night...as the case may be.


~AC

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Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Clean Slate before you turn 40?

Did it occur to you that you refused to end it with me and that is why I keep popping up EVERY TIME YOU ARE ABOUT TO FALL IN LOVE. You are a lying ass. You deserve no more of my energy. And, for the record, I wouldn't have a clue if you'd stop comparing people to me.

Go ahead. RECORD.

If this is my fault...I'll pray for your soul.

If it is yours...you'll be begging for mine.

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Saturday, July 12, 2014

Remembered the Trash File, huh?

Interesting that you are so high all the time that you have absolutely no idea who might be controlling your thoughts. I know what that feels like. A little scary, out of control...but you'd just think it was your prerogative to...I don't know...control other people.

Who's pulling your strings now, Puppet Master?

Oh, it is all in your head.

If it was in your heart, it might be life-threatening...

~AC

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

Third Time is a Charm...

Germany and Ukraine?

Interesting. Probably bouncing off the word Terrorist and making the European Tour...subcontracting for Britain? You know, there are more lucrative contracts in the world. Like putting a face on ISIS, perhaps?

Who would have the most to gain from starting another war in the Middle East?

Someone who would make the most money off light crude oil?

Someone who refuses to use any technology other than combustible High-grade Petrol in their High-performance luxury engines...

Or maybe someone interested in only stirring the pot...to see what (or who?) participates...

Go ahead, pop-up some more silliness while I figure out how to stop the war from over-running the Syrian border...oh wait...too late.

Maybe, if I really want to see who is heading the table at the ISIS convention, I would offer a grand prize no Saudi could refuse...Fame.

Did you read my case file?

Having issues getting through all the deterius?

Tell you what. Pull up all my questions and look for Saudi Prince. Trust me. You get to him...and you can take the whole family down. They finally put all their oil in one crock...when they started messing around with Syria...because the whole country is sitting on oil so clean it is combustible at 20 ft in most shale below the water table.

If I was a racist and I wanted to rule the world...I would go to the source of the ignorance...make a deal with Satan...and have a German-Iranian-Ukrainian-Saudi background...speak fluent English and Turkish...drink my coffee cold...my tea hot...and call myself "The Professor."

Yep. Fame. Hollywood 101. Offer them an opportunity to come to the USA for the greatest hand-to-hand combat matches. Whoever wins gets to drill in Syria. I bet the backer of the winner is Lebanese. Wanna put a $20 spot on it, CIA?

How about $20M?

Everyone's a critic.

Last name: Bartholomew
First name: Gregory

Nationality: British

IP: Well, you already know that...

Watch him on Tuesday. (Tuesday, July 15, 2014 at 7:30 PM local.)  He's going to bump into the most interesting person at a Pub called Hounds in the East End.

End Transmission.

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Monday, July 7, 2014

He wanted to know what? Why?!

So, he started asking questions, like where I am, and why I am in his head telling him things he should know...because...you know...he's played the game...he should totally see it coming, right?!

She'll hem and haw around it.

Lie to him bold-faced to keep her status-quo going.

Such a familiar dance...

I remember how stupid I felt.

How angry I was that I fell for it.

How much I loathed myself...for being trusting...open-hearted...giving...honest.

For believing I found someone like me.

It took a long time to get out of that hole.

Too long.

Then I read that sentence four lines up.

Trusting.
Open-hearted.
Giving.
Honest.

Why was I loathing myself for these things?

They are good personality traits. Lovely qualities to have to share with someone. The perfect recipe for a happily-ever-after home and dreams-do-come-true attitude.

Get out of the hole.

Self-pity and Loathing...

I wrote about that once too.

~AC

Friday, July 4, 2014

Independence Day: The Smell of the Land

You know, I am just wondering if all this gathering of nuclear material by the Terrorists is really just a screen for the poorest countries in the world to have enough power to get off this planet before it burns completely.

It just occurred to me, really.

The water is poisoned. The land is ferrell. The countries have borders and walls. The people are starving or gluttonous, own million-dollar homes or live in the streets of Calcutta, open their hearts to love or survive strictly on their failed notions of intellectualism gone awry.

It's the duality that scares me.

And, honestly, not many things in life scare me.

I've been through a lot, in this life, and in the lives my spirit has known before, and it all comes down to the fence. Do you stand on one side or the other to remain popular with the people who have it all figured out for you. Or, do you stand on the fence, look for greener pastures, farther stars, universal consciousness...

Do you get off the wobbly rock or die in the vacuum of head-space?

Happy 4th.

Hug your servicemen and women, civil servants, and mother.

You are lucky to have any of them.

~AC