Mother Earth is Perturbed

Wondering aloud:

Belief systems vs Truth:

I am inclined to maybe believe this:

As a Believer for sake of this story.........

If Mother Earth Say... has a consciousness  she is not going to allow us to continually shit on her as we seem to  take pleasure in doing... the sum of us......... Not the all of us .......... but the most of us.. maybe

Perhaps an Upheaval ... a revolt...  a regurgitation a case of her projectile vomiting all over your clean white starched shirt ?

A last laugh.... on YOU....  so to speak...the very inhabitants...  that saw fit to misuse......... her

I mean as long as we are painting Beliefs for one another..............   buying and selling  our ways into each others  bill's  of goods.... etc....

I take a distinct pleasure in at least thinking so.... even if it weren't true.... or correct... Oh  LOOK! here comes a big storm to Rectify........... shall we issue her a citation and a fine? for dirtying up things?

She will rare up and Slap you down Boy........ in a heartbeat....

I was watching the news last evening and the case of a woman incarcerated in Colorado... forced to give birth in a Cell.... with no help as she was calling......  those sort of things irk me to the point of say someone deserving   a round between their  cold eyes.......  ( as a figure of speech of course) what if she were your daughter?  Then   INHUMANE...... isn't it?

The problem with certain ways of thinking... is the dangers.... of... them.......

Keep Pushing.... and see...... what she  Mother gives you....... back boy. A two dollar bill in a an envelope at best......

I for one hope to be applauding........ in the group of those those  that at least held ...with the good intent  even if found powerless....

Mother Earth is Perturbed........

CORNUCOPIA

CORNUCOPIA :  As promised........

Without a signal these days ... where are we?

The 'good reason'

I don't want to start or stop anything.........

I could write this a number of ways.....

I will just stick with  in reverse....... with no credentials...  screaming down the freeway... looking over my shoulder.... trying not to strain my neck.....

What is in a last name?

The Wonders of ART... POWERS......

Like Dali's Melting Clocks......

Like Honey Bee's to flowers:  our emotional staples.

Procreation.

What if you were once friends with the greatest being  on earth.... and nobody knew that ... even yourself or them?

Searching for Continuity  in a County that dishonors it's Hero's.......

I saw it.....

There is a  special place for you on the broad Savannah.......

"I saw your face as you were leaving"

The 'Thunderment' of  your  new book....

'Not a part of the pick.... Jeannie'

Never ever let......

Shoveling bullshit and believing it......... cross paths...

Your stubborn Knack....

and now for that song......

" I saw your face as you were leaving... So the Story Goes...."

Think  of what you will.

CORNUCOPIA.......

The Excerpt from the book of crappy jobs

Pressure relief valves:
How long can it go on until the wrong thing is said to the boss or the co-worker and it goes off making a big MESS? Down the wall and onto the floor and across........ and down the floor drain.....

YOU Stupid PRICK YOU  Stupid CUNT!...........

                                                                                                                         Dr. Giggles.

A Tired groan is  then heard..... from his younger self..... rolling out of the  BED............

The Old man laughed......


Of course he was out drinking.......... where else would he be at 10   O'Clock in the morning...?

You fool......

Here name was Gloria... you know like in the song.... G-L-O-R-I-A...........Glorrrrrrrrrrria.........

Why oh why did she think he would not remember...?  he wiped his sleepy eyes....

Oh... he should of thought........... but he didn't ........ and he hadn't

It was good to be alone again......... So fucking good to be alone again.....

Especially after that interview for the low paying  job at the Mortuary.... being shown the undertakers duty's..  as a potential assistant ....he really did not fancy it at all....  that was something you would really have to get used to... he guessed.. if one  ever really does.......... would or did......

Good lord..... what a seedy operation.... that was......  too...... Poor Mr Jones...... laying so quietly and still on the gurney there ..... waiting his turn...over in the corner... and all that  washing dressing up of and putting makeup on corpses ......  NO Thank you really ....... Just the same  Oh! and

It was extra  dollars for a Eulogy ..... he shook his head......... Really?  Was his life that boring? As to  have to pay for a Eulogy.........?

Fucking Marvelous then............

To hear the sound of  that   white porcelain  coffee cup  and saucer with  intermittent   green striping of varying widths  made .... as they slid across the table in the diner..... towards him...

Blessed RELIEF......... bring it on...... Fresh Blessed Relief..........

He thought of that pressure  relief valve  again on top of a water heater  after a sip and  then wondered to himself...

Was it starting to Hiss?

How long can it go on before the wrong thing  is said again  and it goes off?..... making a big mess.... running down the wall and  towards the drain and down....

The Excerpt from the book of Crappy jobs.......