Life Is To Be Lived

With all the talk about ‘safety’ and ‘security’ in order to ‘keep people safe’ is there any thought whatsoever of the context which this lies within. In a dangerous and dark society there becomes a ‘need’ for safety and security. In an open and honest society ‘need’ is not even contemplated. It’s like night and day. On the one hand turmoil and insecurity become tantamount while on the other, confident self determinism rules the day. The society which has been so lovingly crafted for your own entertainment falls in the former while the latter suffers no interest whatsoever. In fact the latter is so severely inhibited that participants in this glorious testament to mankind gratefully embrace the wholesale doctrine of being ‘taken care of’. These used to be called slaves, now they are called willing cattle who have no use for self determinism and in fact, reject it’s tenets.

Are We There yet?

Ultimately the fall of Man becomes the fall of that part of ourselves which delves into the mucky and murky depths of an unknown past which of course belies the fact that our existence entirely depends upon our birthright. From whence do we become? Or is that became? As I stand by the sidelines appearing in full stead movement formulates and encapsulates a past already fulfilled. More than this I cannot say.

About This Website

In the ebb and flow of time, things happen. This website is but just another cog in the wheel called life and living. Try not to spill any. God save The South. (I found that on the net and thought that this might be a good place to plant it. History is not what it is all cracked up to be. Besides that, it still applies.)

Laying Waste To Sanity

Man on this planet is such a curious thing, bordering on the edge of fright. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that animals do soil their own nest. But that is in appearance only because my answer is that perhaps, just perhaps, all these critters running around laying waste to anything and everything they touch really are from some place else. It would make sense as to why someone would turn their home into a ghetto. Who in their right mind would do such a thing not only to themselves, but to their families who must endure such harsh and terrible treatment as if it is normal.

Lot's 'O Pages

There is always a begining and there is always some sort of utterance made to the effect that frankenstein, while laying prone on the cold hard steel and being subjected to exterior electrical impulses, proclaims, “I live!”. While that may serve the master well it is completely devoid of such effects here. My name is not Frank and my cup does not runneth over. ## Another Header H2 ## There is always a begining and there is always some sort of utterance made to the effect that frankenstein, while laying prone on the cold hard steel and being subjected to exterior electrical impulses, proclaims, “I live!”. While that may serve the master well it is completely devoid of such effects here. My name is not Frank and my cup does not runneth over.

In The Beginning Was the Word...

There is always a beginning and there is always some sort of utterance made to the effect that Frankenstein, while laying prone on the cold hard steel and being subjected to exterior electrical impulses, proclaims, “I live!”. While that may serve the master well it is completely devoid of such effects here. My name is not Frank and my cup does not runneth over. Sometimes my amusement comes from my own very weird proclivities. (Though tame in it’s description it comes pretty close.)

Alice In Wonderland

Years ago I used the nomenclature of alice during a posting episode to reflect particular traits which were desired at the time. In reviewing some of those posts the purpose certainly stands prominent. I just wanted to lay this in the concrete, so thanks for reading. Have you ever wondered? I mean, have you ever really wondered at the nature and cause, perhaps through effect, of what the hell has been and is going on around here, on this planet let alone ‘out there’? Do you tend to get taken in by all the hoopla and grandstanding regarding every single little thing that comes out through manufactured lips? Well, we do live in a Capitalistic society rife with energetic bunnies more than willing to lay it all down to the master so as to increase one’s odds of being at the receiving end of a generous, glorious and grand hand out. Isn’t religion wonder-full?