Damn Hippies

[mnaz]

Peace, love, earth.
Right, what the hell
were they thinking,
damn hippies.

Noise turns a profit.
War is the Economy.
Everyone knows that.

[mnaz]

This is not a leftright thing, this continued waste of time squabbling leftright babbling, no this is me your humble reporter sent to watch all these weird storms brewing for no reason at all. Such is life and nature.

[mnaz]

People in my world who have fucked up so many people in my century, the list is long as the days are short. I guess it's just like that because history said so.

[stilltrucking]

Phantom
The world is teeming with problems. Wherever man looks, he encounters some new problem—in his home life and in his job, in economics and in technology, in the arts and in the sciences. And some problems are very stubborn; they refuse to leave us in peace. They torture our thoughts, sometimes haunting us throughout the day and even robbing us of sleep at night. If by lucky chance we succeed in solving a problem, we experience a sense of deliverance and rejoice over the enrichment of our knowledge. But it is a different story, and highly annoying, to discover after tedious efforts that the problem is incapable of solution--either because there exists no indisputable method of solving it or, because soberly looked at, it is void of meaning—a phantom problem on which our labors and thoughts were wasted. There are a good many such phantom problems—in my opinion, far more than is ordinarily assumed—even in the sciences.

Rampart Journal of Individualist Thought, Vol.1, No.1 (March 1965) , 15.by Max Planck

thanks for writing
Must be God who wants it so.

[mnaz]

Yes, a problem incapable of solution... except for War of course, just kill problems, just build walls.

[stilltrucking]

A college professor told Vonnegut to write an anti-glacier book

When you were a kid did you play war?
Bang bang you are dead!
Human nature as a problem.
We can fix that now.
"God save us from the improvers of mankind!" Twighlight of the Idols. I wonder what he meant by that?
I never was right/ Autism I think. Nietzsche and LSD helped, So know I know who I am.

Lord Help me Jesus I know What I Am

[creativesoul]

Mmm i don’t know what I am at all
Each time I look it seems like a new person is emerging
It is rather disconcerting
Walking on water
Jesus is my friend
But a tough teacher

[mnaz]

Is human nature the problem? Is there any "problem" at all, or is it all just animal nature?

[creativesoul]

i think that we over think every lil thang- my dog is untroubled and does not need a leash
Some peopke need to be on a leash in order to walk

I think that ill just keep painting

Eent to a " surf festival- it was phenomnal
But the people here are so normal

They bring bikes and cool stuff for the kida while they party in a good way
I had an altogther different concept
I m lije- yeah - babysitter
Sorry about your luck
My little princes
But mama needs to " bust her snap"
So
I think hormones( whores moaning)
Do
In fact influence the fine line berween human and spiritual
But if i
Had not done those things
Maybe the outcome would have been differenr
U
I
Might have beat them
I never did
I sat on ny hands and told them to go now to the beach for a half hour
seIt worked shit fuck why do you do that shit what the fuck is.... - yeah - thats my communication skills
Loud
Now they love me - like i have never ever l
Been loved before
Getting old is not for wimps
And wow my heart us full- blessings from the friendly skies
I still pee my pants every once in a while
Heck
Hippie?
Jyst old now

[stilltrucking]

there is always

“Tikkun Olam”, “repair of the world.”

I probably do think too much
I ought to drink more
history is mostly his story
History is in trouble.
I wonder what the suicide rate is among historians these days?

I been hanging on at Carbon Dating™
it is a dating site for really really old people.

[creativesoul]

High
Willing to bet it’s not limited to history
That the “ stories” have become too personal so getting fucked up seems like a solution

[stilltrucking]

re fucked up:+Beef stew made me do it
I got a recipe for beef stew that calls for 1/2 a cup of Pinot Noir so I bought a bottle.
I decided I needed some wine to_ night so I poured myself a glass.

For a long time I walked around like Verginia Woolf with her/my pockets full of rocks
Pisses me off that so many of the writers I love are suicides

[creativesoul]

I am a pot head.. I got beat up 13 years ago and kind of gave up on sober- i still have the desire to puff all day
However I got some shit to do
Have not had wine since 1986
Tempting
But most people don’t drink the way I do
I dance in the streets
I do things I don’t like to remember
That’s why they call it a “ blackout “
But all is well in equador