"It is all grist for the mill"

[stilltrucking]

Everything I knew was wrong, my algorithm made me do it.

Instant Karma, was that a song by John Lennon? I don't remember, did I think it up or am I just hashing up random bits of memory.
I had to google it but I won;'t forget because I am going to get a ring tone
Send "Instant Karma" Ringtone to your Cell

Here is a guy who needed instant karma.
Nitschke died for his sins

God and genocide in Cambodia
By Stephen Kurczy

. The Khmer Rouge's former chief executioner asked for Christian forgiveness this week on the witness stand. Kaing Guek Eav, alias Duch, is charged with overseeing the radical regime's S-21 torture prison, where more than 12,000 Cambodians lost their lives. Like many of his former cadres, he found religion late in life.

[stilltrucking]

I love my new avatar. It brings it all home to me, when I read a poem about anything at all that has a metaphor or simile for genocide.


Why is this night different from all other nights?
why are we different?
I am not curious anymore
Color me a dead cat
I surrender to it
Cause I can chew it
no moe

it is a weariness
for me
for me to take offense at it anymore
the laughs on us
the nightmares are on the house
I think about Rwanda or Cambodia instead.
freedom is just another word for movin on
"ally ally all come free'

Finally cornering his foe, the warrior closed in to kill him. Suddenly the man stepped forward and spit in the Samurai's face. The warrior flushed ...

[mudshark]

you really dongive a shit do you, jack?

[stilltrucking]

beats me good buddy
I hardly get nauseous anymore about the slaughter of people. .

Not a Buddhist yet, but I like their point of view

I am grateful that I was born here and not in norway cause I would have been in deep shit back in 1940

do you remember when you called me a Nazi on litkicks cause I told the joke about a Jew and a pizza?

[stilltrucking]

to tell the truth I think it might have been something else I wrote about being patriotic, maybe I sounded too patriotic. But if you think I don't give a shit, I need to use more emoticons.

[tinkerjack]

similes and metaphors

grist for the mill
words for the writer's hand

If you ever walked down Lombard st in jewtown you might have seen tinkerjack's daughter carrying two live chickens on her way to the kosher butcher shop to have their throats ceremonially slit, and drained of blood.

pictures of the gone world
a life is a human is horse is a pig is a goat is a chicken

don't mind me mudshark I am just acting out with my sock puppets
I am grateful I got to meet you on litkicks. It was a big deal in my life, a real wake up call, instant karma.

[mudshark]

and Im glad to have you free and running out here
Instant Karma, really?
It changed me to. Lit kicks was way ahead of its time.

[stilltrucking]

Litkicks was an amazing group of people. That flames board was my zen board.

[Arcadia]

Instant Karma, was that a song by John Lennon?

yeah, it was!

[stilltrucking]

I got fascinated by Husserl's Pheomenology of Internal Time Consciousness, I carried that book around for thirty years, a million miles trying to read it, I was okay till about page 140 when it got into neologisms and jargon, and I got to think if I wanted to learn a whole new jargon I might as well take up Zen. seems to me phenomenology is just a two bit word for zen.
All those words I hardly have a grip on like dharma and karma and life after life,
Seems so petty to be preoccupied with an accident of birth, tribal connections, but there it is, as much as crazy mike tried to shield me from that mighty smitey patriarchal G d of the Jews, the women in the family still circumcised my heart. Even so [/i]I am an ignorant child about all religions, one of the blessings Crazy Mike bestowed on me. It is about family traditions I guess, traditions that are fading fast. I cling to them because of happy childhood memories of them I suppose. Even the dark times in the forties when I could sense their fear.

That probably sounds surreal to you, what has Husserl got to do with a beatles song or zen.

my state of mind when that song came out,
trying to see the zen of madness
the zen of not getting it

the zen of sylvia plath in new york
another book I carried around for a million miles

I was seeing with a distant mind, I learned a lot of freudian jargon I am always looking for more jargon.

old levi used to beg me
cut the jargon jack

I know it sounds strange Arcadia, but as many times as I heard that song over the past thirty years, I forgot it, like hearing for the first time when I watched a show about Duch, his conversion to Christianity. I am not one to judge. If it helps him make it through the night, so strange I thought as to how he might have to face it as a Buddhist, all that blood on his hands. It seems he did not want the karma, I think about the American veterans from Vietnam, the ones that go back there. Maybe some day our veterans from Afghanistan will want to return there or Iraq even. Yeah was certified crazy when that song came out, I am sure I heard it and blocked it right out. Repression love that word such a weird bit of Freudian jargon. Freud claims he never read Nitzsche but I find that heard to believe. Repression, what mnaz called "the not quite conscious stuff.




I am going to clsoe this text box now read what I write.
Edit like hell unless someboy replies.