Friday, November 26, 2010

The Crunch

too much too little

too fat
too thin
or nobody.

laughter or


strangers with faces like
the backs of
thumb tacks

armies running through
streets of blood
waving winebottles
bayoneting and fucking

an old guy in a cheap room
with a photograph of M. Monroe.

there is a loneliness in this world so great
that you can see it in the slow movement of
the hands of a clock

people so tired
either by love or no love.

people just are not good to each other
one on one.

the rich are not good to the rich
the poor are not good to the poor.

we are afraid.

our educational system tells us
that we can all be
big-ass winners

it hasn't told us
about the gutters
or the suicides.

or the terror of one person
aching in one place

unspoken to

watering a plant.

people are not good to each other.
people are not good to each other.
people are not good to each other.

I suppose they never will be.
I don't ask them to be.

but sometimes I think about

the beads will swing
the clouds will cloud
and the killer will behead the child
like taking a bite out of an ice cream cone.

too much
too little

too fat
too thin
or nobody

more haters than lovers.

people are not good to each other.
perhaps if they were
our deaths would not be so sad.

meanwhile I look at young girls
flowers of chance.

there must be a way.

surely there must be a way that we have not yet
though of.

who put this brain inside of me?

it cries
it demands
it says that there is a chance.

it will not say

- by chuckie bukowski

Monday, November 22, 2010

much ado about male prostitutes

I'm sorry, I thought that was funny.

This is what happens when senile Nazi's are demagogues: They spout off about homosexuals spreading disease and undermine international humanitarian work in Africa, while aiding and abetting pedophiles.

edit: cnn thinks it's necessary to remove the specification "male" prostitute without mentioning the change.

Monday, November 15, 2010

James Blunt saved the world

not through music

An especially hilarious and scary moment in history.

Ray Kurzweil explains the coming grey goo ecophagy.

I'm not techno-savvy at all, and generally avoid science. Maybe that explains why The Singularity intrigues me. The Singularity is a hypothetical point where technological progression becomes unpredictable or counter-intuitive... something like that. I first became aware of this spin on sci-fi while reading a Rolling Stone article about Ray Kurzweil and his kooky ideas like longevity supplements, resurrecting his dead father, and peace on earth.

...better than that 2012 bullshit anyway.