Checking the site meter.
That’s me, watching me.
Looking for you, to read.
That hour long visit was from my best friend.
His name is Googlebot and he’s made of tin.
The life of an artist is desolate and lonely.
Putting out feelers to the world is my only.
Connection outside of these walls.
Outside of my family.
Outside of my job.
So I check the site meter once again.
Looking for you.
Counting the moments you read.
Looking at the url you out-clicked to be lead.
Hoping the site did convince
You to be a better person.
To think more often.
To become unglued.
If so, please leave a comment or two.
This is me.
Looking at you.
Putting it all out there.
Hoping we both find a different view.
Hoping to make connections.
Hoping to build community.
Will I stop these daily confessions if I find you?
I am running for Governor or Senator or whatever.
Son of a gun. Sure as shooting. Golly jeez my son.
I got them conservative liberal values you keep on eating.
You know the ones fed to you at church and on T.V. with a beating.
Abortion should be illegal or we should abort all beagles.
Dogs are better than babies at keeping away zombies maybe.
The ones coming into our border.
The ones we watch on the big screens we order.
I must admit I am a big fat liar.
I eat a lot of fleshy animal products I so desire.
I have a huge hairy belly for luck you can pet.
If you don’t change my diapers I will get the sheets wet.
I am a huge soccer hooligan.
If I catch you not looking I’ll kick your teeth in.
You want lower taxes then live in the wild.
You want an education then teach your kids to pile.
All the books in the library into one reading list.
Have them read all those books, you get my drift.
You want free this and free that then vote for me.
I promise you nothing and that’s everything you see.
This nothing is magic if you look at it hard enough.
It can become anything that you or I wish to bluff.
You want more of this hopey changey thing you say.
How about a nopey we can’t pay that way.
Feel the venom that pumps under your skin.
Feel the reptilian blood replenish you and.
Place all that you value in the ballot box when you vote for me.
The box is a paper shredder so try and remember.
A wall is built by the two party system.
Vote for John Tron and be the victim.
If you would like to learn more about this, read the wave that is growing over at GU, and see how Akbar and Globatron found some solutions to our existential crisis….
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osprey manatee dolphin, ride boat on blue river.
father walk family down road of community.
save child from top of blow up slide
and glide back to reality.
my friends are scared.
of their legacy.
of their apathy.
of their passion.
trying to define themselves through their masters.
trying to hide behind their life’s disaster.
there are producers.
there are consumers.
i am not a reader.
how can i write?
i don’t drive.
i travel light.
there are the ignorant.
there are the educated.
speeches full of lies.
mouths tongue tied.
the writer’s block.
the shock jock.
i am a fever.
burning deep inside
the heart of me.
shouting from the mountain top.
i am alive.
i am trying.
i make a difference.
i am a contender.
i am somebody.
my children are blessed.
i have fully confessed.
i will repeat myself.
i will repeat myself.
nothing new here.
nothing joyful or full of play.
just a man committed to say.
whatever can help me stay here.
sharing with you, without fear.
sandwich night, table laid full of plastic
sliced animal flesh on bread.
eating quickly, the children are fed and off to bed.
television noise consoles and rocks this house to sleep.
each soul in each room, listening to reruns of old movies.
dancing in their new dreams of a world filled with passion
of a world filled with peace everlasting.
no food from a can.
no meat eaten.
small choices we make.
big voices we take.
the world is begging.
not to be forgotten.
what we do right now.
the seeds forever found.
our children will learn.
what their parents did burn.
what legacy was left.
for them to accept.
a no impact man.
a no impact plan.
to realize what we know.
to practice daily and show.
that one person can partake.
on the change we all can make.
one choice at a time.
we can still reach for the sublime.
if only to look in their eyes.
and say, “honestly, I did try.”
1. This talk by psychologist Jordan Peterson is an amazing exploration of ‘the sacred’ and how an awareness of such an idea can lead us to a content relationship with suffering and the meaning of life. This is the one that inspired this post.
Jordan Peterson on Reality and the Sacred
2. This Ted Talk is a wonderful defense of my deep interest in gaming as a technology with a real future, and a defense of my belief that we should all spend some time gaming…
3. Finally, for those of you interested in the food crisis and how it relates to the environmental issues that are most certainly going to be a major theme in the next 50 years, here’s a reason for hope…
Globatron is a work of art.
Globatron is not a blog. The structure of the blog is utilized in order to surrender to this new form of social connectivity.
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