When I was a child I was taught to look 3 ways before crossing a street. When I was a teenager I was taught not to throw my possessions around. When I was a young man I was taught not to punch holes in the wall.

I have never been hit by a car and there is still only one broken transistor radio in my attic and only one hole in a wall in a theatre Street Apt in downtown Mpls. It is like drink. It is like a rose. In fact it is like a rose I have not had to lie about because it is things like the radio and the wall that I can hardly remember anyway.

Sometimes catching myself in a lie actually helps me to remember because like I said it was like a drink when my team, the St Louis Cardinals, won another game, and my foot, just so happened to be moving fast than my brain for a split second of irrational thought.

My friend, a girl I’ll say, tries to catch me lying about the drink and the roses and you know what? When she does she only catches me lying one time more. Because like I will tell you and the next guy. Most of these things never happened. At least not to me.

Hollywood and the glammduring happen too many times in the media for me to believe that people, normal well adjusted people, are all that safe from the twisting turning pathos of most of the modern recorded primetime American psyche called mass comm. The media baits and goads, marks and tags, most people who are watching and listening. It seems to me they are always able to take up or overturn the conscious efforts of most stalwart thespian types in this good country. And once we take sides from any kind of egocentric point in the wide open view we too are lost.

There are no shortcuts to a calm psyche and there are no moral decisions that can be made from the point of view of the ego. In fact there never have been. These are not just old campaigns and past police efforts these are parasites and creeps lying like they always have been. But who cares right? I do not and with stinking attitudes like that there must be repair and amends. Because it does not matter. You know?

And it shows Everytime someone wants one or two sweet little victims to fall. It makes everybody in the whole theatre guilty. Guilty of indefensibly indiscriminate behavior and accusations of sin without respite or requital of the lies that need not attend to the proverbial “let the Mother burn” attitude of a good portion of exudus bound present day humanity.

And of course, it is in this very way that everybody else must then be a reprobate. Nobody escapes. Myself included. So when you go sober for October or your girlfriend tells you to try and write an honest novel for a change or even just this time go for it wholeheartedly and with much gusto.

A perfect record or a guilty conscience I don’t know but everybody should try it at least once. What could it hurt. Hum?

Man, and woman! When I feel like I am in a low place, we’ll then how well can I just make the whole exercise out to the practical use of my reason. The capacities of my mind to use examples of circumstances and possible reactions that will influence my behavior to act reactionarily toward how my lowbrow reason has chosen to encourage what may in the way moral and risk judgment I may happen to make about it’s appeal( the result of that action by way of reason)

In the light of those things then I all too often will have not to do those things for that particular reason. I guess this means I can also be my own worst critic in that if my reason is poor or even too severe I may cut myself off from any decidedly righteous means to accomplish anything that demands forethought and planning at all.

That does not mean I am a perfectly moral Man or that my attitude does not sometimes need some serious improving so that a setback like a rotten day or a change in some relationship I might be going through with a friend or cohort doesn’t happen to come the way down the tracks only to derail when I simply need to accomplish the regular duties of a regular day for now and not worry about my next inspiration to write that big story or song.

Or if that my next date with the muse just fell out of my rational perspective because I cannot keep a decent budget and it would be foolhardy to bust for the rest of the month trying to take a sweet lady out for the evening tonight. And as I say the lower end of the spectrum, those things base and detrimental to my health and pocketbook are not in anyway hard to reason out as far as just why those kinds of activities are present are not.

If it is going to successfully fly this boat whether I choose to run it’s flapping wingspan on good old fashioned coal like I want. Or is it best to man up and try kindling and straw to get the hull situated in the sky and to order the mainmast in such a fashion that I will cross the zenith with enough time for my venture to get a fine how are you from the Dogstar but only a little bit of routine speculation from the female entities in my life about the life motion of sun signing to that same Northern means of attaining the medium.

I know not that most about whether it is difficult to sing while intoxicated or rather does the sunset forebode of any need to bar the gate from any footpeddlars for the next few days. And if this is to make sure nowhere that the crows and jays come to try and eat from the special carne plates I will be laying out in the sunroom for my five Iguana Lizards tomorrow morning.

That it is to make sure they are in their strength for the next time the heat goes out because of a late bill or worse yet stolen credit card number in the name of some fool like Satan or even good olde Uncle Sam happens to go awry. So it makes really the best sense to me that I may be at and in my best and most reasonable manner of person when I at least have some people to confer with in a day and maybe my original media offerings go out to readers like you and the general public as well.

This way the function of the message is communication in the 1st part and really, I will tell you, to also establish a sense of the style and aesthetic in my means of transposing the art that is in my medium through such a conspicuous round of enamoured and exultant change.

At times you might wonder why I do not have a job doing just that. Well folks that actually sounds like a very good idea. In fact I truly need that job right now. Even though, I tell you the new, new, idear counter that can sometimes simply make me forget just what it was I was doing yesterday withal of it’s striving and immediate revolutionary powers can cause such obfusication and delay when the work I wish to present is already done.

You see I do see and feel the need to weigh my daily labor to the local inharmonious carpenters’ build in it’s pestering the countryside for a remove of those tree things that most everybody I know would really rather just choose to respect for the mere fact that they do rationally afford us at present as humans our best means to continue to breath.

So if some of my material in this blog doesn’t appear quite as off the cuff as other bits of it. It is because, as far as my material goes there is some of it that I have been sitting on for 20 years or more. While on average I suppose I will continue to mostly post bits that I can simply draw up at the time of their necessity. Have a nice day and once again welcome to my new blog

I have been some kind of daily writer of my poems, songs, stories, and rhetoric for the better part of 30 years now. It started out as the creative side of those lessons and assignments given to me by schoolteachers while I was getting my education.

Then my friends and I picked up musical instruments and tried to learn some songs we could sing around campfires and at parties. Those songs were the rock and roll we grew up with. I remember, as I tried to learn the classics, my imagination would constantly half forget the text and then would half suggest a replacement word or line that could just as easily have been my valid choice for the verse. I realize now why it was difficult to memorize the words. I AM ALWAYS LOOKING TO IMPROVISE. I AM ALWAYS LOOKING FOR A WELL KNOWN VERSE THAT I COULD USE TO SUPPLANT MY CURRENT SITCH(situation) WITH. IF IT IS THAT IT EITHER RHYMES OR THAT IT HAS A POWER OF ASSONANCE IN ITS SENTIENCE AND GRAMMATICAL STRUCTURE. WITH SUCH PRESCIENCE AT MY CHARGE AND THAT PEOPLE VALUE THE RHYME AND METER IN THAT VERSE ENOUGH SO THAT THEY(we) ALL SPEAK FROM THE SHOULDERS OF THOSE PERSONS, ARTISTS, TEACHERS, HEROINES AND BASICALLY ANY ENTITY OR MATTER OF PERSONAL AGENCY THAT WE ALLOW INTO OUR HOME ENVIRONMENT AND THAT THEY USUALLY THEN PROCEDE TO UNWIND. And that in this way they begin to show us the human side of their artistry and craft.

So as I begin to progress into daily responsible writing here on my PERSONAL WRITINGS Website remember that I am human too and in my mind, in my rhetoric and in my thought I like to hang out just like the next guy or gal. And so it is that in my writing (and rhyme especially) there should always be respected as having the possibility of an undercurrent of sublimity within it. Allowing one and anyone to be duly inspired both by the artist as well as by the art.

Please enjoy my blog regularly as I will try to post every day or two. Good day and God Bless!

Thanks for joining me! I am back on the bus. The ethos of the modern zeitgeist calls me out for sitting by too long. By letting all this beautiful culture go on past without my truly commenting on how I feel about things out there in the Meads. Where they list and where they shore up and where for the most part they report of goodness in the heart of the people and their God. Sometimes there is a falling out but not so often to think I would not find any glad place to dwell there. SO, , Complaint will not be heading up these lists anytime soon. When one considerate unto my personal views on the language, the culture, and the people whom by and whereby we all try to find the time to share it with. Good ones of fate and welkin of abode. The sights are looking on consensus values. The control freaks? Well they are tripping out as usual, but this will be an optimistic group place for my writing and opinion pieces. See you sooner than later my new world wide web full of friends ✌️ Peace

Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton