Moon-Food: Haiti: You Did This

Moon-Food: Haiti: You Did This

How Dare I: Geeze...EASE UP DUDE!

How Dare I: Geeze...EASE UP DUDE!

I never did make it to Oaksterdam U.When I enrolled they did,nt process it because they were moving their offices.Weeks went by and by the time they got around to calling back I had spent all my money on weed.Eventhough my plan was to go there and not smoke for the whole time I was there which is why I was smoking as much as I could.Fuck it you can only get so high.Damn you Oaksterdam U.I want to open a dispensary so I thought it would help...give me confidence if nothing else.Pot saved my life by helping me get through two regimens of chemo for hepatitis C.Without it I would have stopped treatment and I would be dead by now.I still have the mental effects of a toxic psychosis I went through that makes me feel that I'll never be the same.For instance did you ever notice that when you stare at something in the dark it can turn into goblins pretty fast if you don,t look away.Well look away dixie I was in no mood for goblins in my closet so I decided to stare them down.My heart was pounding but I would not stop until this apparition disappeared or revealed itself.It looked like it was coming out at me and I said out loud if you want me you are just going to have to come and get me.Right then it came out and guess what it was Jesus the whole time.What a kidder.Then I could,nt leave the apartment for days because of agora phobia.When I did I was walking up to Vons in Long Beach and I was crossing the street feeling the weight of the world and a little Mexican girl pointed at me to her mother and said "look mama, that man is carrying a cross on his back."Hey,it beats impaling.Ghengis Kahn used to stick a christmas tree up your ass.I don,t know if they pruned the branches or not,but thats gotta hurt.

Like i said before,winning feels empty to me,at least at monopoly.But then I think if somebody has to lose in order for me to win then I don,t have the stomach for it.I,m fatally flawed lacking the killer instinct to close the deal.I could never work for the Donald nor do I want to.Being productive ends at the point of thuggery and thats mostly what we do in this country anymore.I want no part of it.We never left the plantation.Slavery is alive and well.Look at the duplicity of mind in this country about everything.Murder is illegal unless you wear the right clothes.And then its noble even.Thats cuckoo.I don,t care what color you paint it the White House is slave HQ.Who will emancipate the master?Wall street is a slave auction.Thats how it started out and has been running full tilt ever since.The Dutch know how build a windmill and they also know how to stop an angry dike.
They still make Dutch Masters cigars in this country.Nothing changes.You can always tell a Dutchman.But you can,t tell him much.Hi Pooty.Life is a zero sum affair.Nobody wins and there is no big payoff at the end.The moslems believe that you meet you maker at the time of death in the state that you are in.So if you are drunk you stand before GOD drunk.Well I happen to know that g.o.d. watches out for drunks and other hopeless causes like life itself.Still thats no excuse for tempting the fates and making really bad decisions.Everything is a gift.Lets start with that.Theres your gratitude that will get you un-stuck if you let it.So if you find yourself standing before the almighty both drunk and dead just remember to say Thank You and try not to be such an ingrate next time.He really is on your side you know.There is no them to him just us.Just us.

How can you get people to incriminate themselves?You give them personal computers PCs.Everything you say can be used against you.I wonder what Helen Keller would have thought of that statement.Being deaf dumb and blind would feel like being buried alive I would think.Our government wants to muffle your screams on the way to the slaughter house/fresh air camp.Did I just incriminate myself for noticing what they are up to?Must,nt scrutinize authority.Be a good German,play along to get along and trust God to do what with this mess in a dress country of ours tells you to do.Prayer helps,especially the kind you say in closets.I could have sworn it was in here someplace. Amazing to me that the people of this country turned Cadillacs into tanks for wwtoo and then came home and diassembled the manufacturing base to its present shambles.So helpful.Nice looking out for the offspring.The war is over .The Banks won.They can,t lose either way.I,ve played monopoly enough to not trust the person taking care of the banking.They seem to wind up owning the board more times than everyone else.I don,t play it anymore because to win feels empty to me.Besides the money is fake.The greedy people who own everything on the board never seem to notice that the other players can't wait for the game to be over.If a country ever had a shot at true independence this was it.But the cancer of ever expanding markets has consumed us from the inside out both physically and spiritually.Capitalism which is the belief in the illusion of making money out of thin air as being the same as actually producing something has run its course.There is nothing to replace it with and it can,t be fixed.

A friend of mine told me to watch out for coincidents because thats whats happening.Like to today I was downloading a song by Evelynn Champaign King but Ican't remember how to spell it.It sounds like eleven which came up later today when my brother asked me if eleven was spelled with two ells or one while writing a check which made me remember Evelynn . One more clue and I may have something .Or maybe its just because I have a song stuck in my head by Scootle Royale about 911 that did it. I know this is the onset of dementia not to mention(there it goes again).So if somebody asks whats happening out there I can tell them I don,t know(honest) but it has something to do with Evelylin or eleven or 911.Jeesh,I hope not.My mothers' family come from the spine of Italy about just north of the kudalini area if it was a chakra.They do have earthquakes so I guess it would be shockra in that case.The point is is that the instinct to head for the hills when there is trouble is probably very strong in them.And I'm feeling it now.LA tends to have the effect on me after I,ve had time to settle down and remember where I am. The first time took me nine years.This time 5 months,enough to suspect a pattern in my leaky old brain.Not that Leaky although there is alot of Lucy in me.We're buds.Where was I?Oh yea,talking bout co-inky dinks.For instance Iwas listening to NPR a while back and some guy wrote a book about A.N.T.s which is for automatic negative thoughts crawling around your head.Well to a recovering alcoholic I was all ears with ants crawling around them.I know how negative thoughts can precede a slip so in my case they could be fatal. And then I noticed that the ants were coming in side to get out of the rain and I wondered if I was,nt living on top of one giant ant farm that extended for hundreds of miles maybe all the way back to Argentina where they come from.Resistance is futile.So I decided to make peace with the ants both the ones in the house and the ones in my head.After all I am the guest its their house too.I,ve learned to respect their ways and it has done wonders for my head. Arrevaderch.