I have chosen to hate God. I know I will pay for it latter in an eternity of damnation but it is a comfort for me to hate God while I walk this earth, I hate him because he has made me in his image.[There is] no remembrance of former [things]; neither shall there be [any] remembrance of [things] that are to come with [those] that shall come after.
I thought about Sissypuss
thought about Camus
thought about the tender indifference of the stars
as we walk an earth that disapears under our feet
good golly miss molly
got to be just one thing new under the sun
how do I maintain against the back drop of the inane insane
crazy mother fucker that I am
The past is not past
The wars never end
it is never getting better
One generation passeth away, and another generation cometh. . . The Sun Also Rises
I bought a pair of shoes with velcro straps. Too hard to tie my shoes. I may have to get a pedicure, to far to reach my toe nails.
Living on the edge, as ragged as it is
never giving in yet
face the music
accepting it is never going to get better,
accepting the consequences of my actions
We could have done better

never giving in
never letting go
except for women
It was the heart of the east baltimore Jewish Community when I was just a little jackster. surrounded my enemy territory, the wops, the niggers, the pollacks.
I will always be a city hick. My baby walks the streets of Baltimore.
Why don't we let it go. Why do we persist in being Jews after two thousand years of of Christian vengeance. If I have ever to have the good fortune of owning another dog, I will name it Nietzsche. He knew time.
Amor fati
listen to the music
It's what to let go
and what to keep
letting go of God
keeping to the way
It was the women
who have made me what I am
Obama should a rote a book about his Mama
I should have been a queer
If only the jews would stop being jews
what a wonderful world this would be
Jewish women what can I say
they have me brainwashed
I love them so much
Still trying to let go of that
a woman is a woman is a rose is a jewess is a rose is a woman
Gertrude Stein is a friend of mine
looking for a rhyme
in time.