I was Thinking, or Not

Dear Hulu, If you were truly intuitive you would know that I do not want to watch what you want me to watch.  I pay for the service, but still I am being fed these choices that make no sense at all.  Whatever algorithm you are using it is failing miserably for the user.  I think for your organization, and advertisers it is working well, but for the user, it is abysmal. First thing, do not ask me to interact with advertising.  Advertising is part of watching television, or radio, or even print, it has been around for ages, and it is accepted.  I was brought up with television advertising, so I am used to it, and it does not even bother me that I am paying for a service platform that has advertising, that is no different than cable television.  So okay I get that you have to have advertising, but never ever ask me to interact with advertising.  Whatever demographic you percieve me to be in, I am not in the one that interacts with advertising. ...

While in the 1970’s they might have developed the idea of sex, drugs and rock and roll, it was in the 1980’s that it actually came to be.  1980’s was porn, pure unadulterated porn, the whole decade, all the movies, all the advertising, everything was porn.  The fruit of the 1960’s generation, the 1980’s was the decade of porn, of this there is no doubt. Sure today many of the woman on screen wear less, parade their sex more, and in music it is the younger you look, and the more you look like you are having sex on stage, the better, but that was all there in the 1980’s also.  What we see now on the stage, what we see now is the product of the children of the 1980’s expressing what they were fed on TV, on screen, in books, in schools, in their lives every where they went, they are expressing their version of the porn they were bottle fed from the very beginning.  Their expression is without style though, it is as hollow as the advertising and media that brought it...

The trouble with the real world versus video games is there is no real consequences.  In the real world if someone runs over my dog there is no real consequence.  Nothing equivalent anyways.  I can't just shoot them, that is a bit much, but what can I do.  Sure they can buy me another dog maybe if they are the type, but that dog is not the same as the dog they killed now is it.  It is sort of but not quite like if I shoot your child, I can maybe give you another child, but it is not the same child now is it.  I am not trying to say that dogs are as valuable as children, or that they are not, it is just that you can not replace a living thing with another living thing and have it be the same. If you break my TV, or I break your snow shovel or something like that, compensation is quite simple, buy a new snow shovel of equal or better value, and maybe compensate by offering to help shovel your step or something, or help install the TV, you get the picture. ...

The weather today is cold with a light dusting of snow, but I don't really care because I am inside, and have a good fire going.  Right now I am going to smoke some coffee and drink some cigarettes, and maybe play a few hours of Skyrim, because I just am tired of all the bullshit I see going on out there. What is wrong with you people?  I sit here in my wooden chair, looking at the videos of these people, and you all are watching them, and they live their lives, and you through them, I have to wonder what is it with you all.  I just do not get humans I guess, so the hell with it, believe in your god, live like an idiot, believing someday you will fulfill your dreams while going even deeper in debt.  Apparently you did not do the math, or whatever, I am done with this. Peace Out JD

So much to do, trying to tick it off a list, including this post, which takes time from the other things. Edit sound file for Skyrim, clean the living room (again), put the water on so I can do the dishes, make bread, and the list goes on and on.  Well at least the animals are already fed, and the fire is going like it should be, though I still have to get in at least two loads of wood yet, three would be even better.  I got one puppy up online, there are still three others. I will write more later if I find the time.  Man I need a car!

I am a writer, not a chatterer, so when it comes to doing video, I just do not seem to know what to say.  Words flow like honey wine from my fingers, but I do not seem to have anything to say when I turn the camera on. I can operate the camera fine, I have no issues with the operations of the camera, but  I guess seeing myself in the camera just freezes me up somehow.  I used to perform publically in poetry readings, but that was on a stage I guess, and I was always reading my poems, never actually reciting them, except a few times here and there.  I wonder that if I can not see myself it that would be better.  I do not know because I have never tried it.  When I get the tripod for the new camera, I guess I can try some video work, because I will not be able to see myself, maybe I will be able to do better. I think I could play guitar on video, if only I actually knew how to play guitar.  So here I am writing, and thinking, yea, how do I make v...

We certainly are social creatures, that is why social media, and social engineering work so well with us.  It really shows in our use of religion, but that is a subject for another day all together. Peace JD

What knowledge have I of certain things, that come in passes, visions and glances, not to be dismissed, but believe them will I, for what origin have they been given? This solemn thought, and sober care, for is it not that I have given air, but to the views that come from it, as thought is truth, and manifest, if only for the briefest of moments. And I am but the channel through which symbols form upon the stage, arranged in such arrangements as they take, for now am I but the thought, and vision of another, for corporeal I do not know myself to be, but for the notice given me. Only this, is what I see, when presented with the evidence of the human being.

There is something so rare and beautiful about a relationship that you do not realize often without the means for discovery.  Most people will never know a meaningful relationship, they will only realize the loss of one.  This is condition of beauty, of love, of truth, it only bears fruit we know not that we eat until it is gone.  This is the condition of humans, they only recognize the loss, or at least most of them. We have poets and painters, and yet we know not of other than suffering, for it is only through this that we feel the essence of our creation.  After all the suffering and pain has subsided, all that remains is beauty and love, but we humans know this in loss, most often. How strange these mortals be, 

I have always been curious how the medical profession works.  Let me give you an example that illustrates my issue. I was a computer technician for 20+ years, and in that twenty some odd years I have done work for doctors and other medical professionals, plus for hospitals et al.  Here's my thoughts on how that work applies. Let us say that a doctor calls me because his computer is not working.  Now right off the bat he wants me to somehow fix it over the phone, and of course I can not do that, because the doctor knows nothing really about computers, so I can not even walk him through it, and besides he doesn't want that, he just want's his computer fixed.  That is the patient then, and it is very much the same. So I set an appointment.  Now the doctor is certain he is the most important client I have, so there is no reason I can not come right out there immediately to fix his computer, lives are at stake here if he can not look up things on WebMD.  ...

Years I have spent searching outside myself, for good or evil.  Who was driving this pen forward, what muse was manifesting the words inside my head?  Now I see the proximity of my death, I realize there is nothing, only living and not, and everything else is just memory imprinted upon the folds of our brains.  The rational mind is useless, it only does as it is told.  The creative mind is uncontrollable, it invents fantasies for we have not even words yet.  This interplay between mind, thought, reality matter, and energy, all lays out a pattern of behaviors for which we are unaware, for good reasons.  If we were fully aware, we would all be insane, by the definition that the people hold, for nothing would be beyond our grasp.  Your “grip” on reality is all that you have, lose that and the truth is nothing has form, it is all energy and the perception of matter. The sheep do not care for this philosophical bullshit, all they want is food and water...

Science is the new religion, for what is science but the obfustication of the natural world around us through complication.  Do not be deceived by the seeming openness of science, it is as monitored and coopted as religion, and just as controlled by the same families. To maintain their hold on the populace, they will stop at nothing to persuade all that what you see is what you are, but the truth is rarely so mystical.  There is no mystery here, only existence, and that is fleeting and fragile at best.

I fell asleep last night thinking; what if we could reach a point that we create a black hole, or some other devastating creation, that in the blink of an eye did not only destroy our own existence, but that of the entire universe.  Wouldn't that be wonderful, the crowning achievement of the species of earthlings, that had the most potential for creation, destroyed all of the universe, including quite likely any other life that may in it be contained.  It would be the evidence of our self destructive nature, but it would also wipe away all evidence of our existence, and therefore we would never know.  Would that not be the funniest joke, that we would not know the punchline to the final joke, for we would cease to exist in the same instant as the creation of the new universe we so desperately wish to create, as it would be created out of the destruction of our current one. I am reminded of that old sage advice, be content with your self as you are, for that is all ther...

Something still bugs me about the videos I have recently watched.  They interpret religion to be a hidden astrology.  This for the most part I do not disagree with.  It is easy enough to believe this as any other rationale for religion, which is oppressive in any form whatsoever.  Still astrology does not answer one question, how is it that we have come to this point, and have changed so little.  I am left empty from the answers that are from the empty space that continues to fill with useless chatter.  Each one trying to gain purchase on the other, science has no answer, nor does blind faith in any mythology, nor does insight, except that which one can divine for oneself in brief moments of clarity. It tumbles in my head, these ideas, these presentations, each one an agenda by the orator, to climb above the chatter, when the answer should be as simple as the natural order.  The human being has placed themselves just outside that order, to touch cha...

I sometimes wonder, but no then I stumble, and fall, and wonder no more, for there is nothing to wonder about.   It seems that I have not forgotten that inebriation, that giddy child, when I know he is dead, left for dead, for there are bills to pay, accounts to balance, and oracles to consult.  Herein lies the query, the jest, as we age, there is no better teacher than our own mirrors, as they grow, and we must confront ourselves again, or watch a life again be snuffed out.

On climate change.  To deny the potential of climate change is ridiculous.  To say that humans are having an effect on climate change is obvious, as we can not walk across sand without leaving footprints, and we have been heavy walkers most of our existence, so it is not surprising.  However I do not believe we have as much effect as we might imagine.  The increase in carbon dioxide may be as likely a result of breathing as of industrialized development.  PSI of people in general is high compared to previous times, so it goes without saying that we are obviously having an effect on the overall environment of the globe in general.  The long term effects of our existence is negligible as we have only been here such a short amount of time.  The decrease in oxygen in the atmosphere may have a more devastating effect on humans than on the entire environment.  Still we are likely to adapt to some degree, although how is yet to be seen. Still the fact...

I'm back online, and I have a bunch of stuff to publish, now all I have to do is get it from the written page to the web.  Will be posting lots of stuff this week, so hope you are ready for this. Peace JD

This is a good article about a worthwhile project.  I have my reservations about the use of the lathe, but I will address that in another post at another time.  Plans for this lathe are available online. A pedal-powered lathe in SketchUp | SketchUp Blog : 'via Blog this'

How long before you slip into the comma that is comfortable and sirene?  How much must you see of what is before you, before you start to disbelieve.  Is there something I can get you that will pacify your fears?  Would you feel so much better now, if the time were past, and you were no longer uncertain of what was coming. You know you are passive, reacting to your environment.  That there are those that know this as well, and have used that to their advantage.  Oh, yes, I say monsters do exist, they are inside everyone of you, and with just the right conditions, even the most passive aggressive will find it in themselves to destroy the illusion, they worked so hard to build. Ah, but yet I realize your fears will keep you sane.  This is what you do to prevent yourself from getting burned.  When that fails you take the heat to heart, and hope you survive another day.  It is only a matter of time after all before we all pass away.  To know...

So hey now what is going on out there in the real world. I have been so long here behind this screen, that I am not sure what is happening and what is just internet cream. I live in this virtual world now, with flashes of the real, when I go out to the store once in a while, but most times I see nothing but the same old rhythm and blues. I remember years ago, when I was not so cold, I used to shout about the boot stomping hypocrites and politicos. I incited the kids of the day to go out into the streets and take back their neighborhoods. This was a reaction to a bunch of shootings that occurred on S. Colvin Street back when I was just a babe of 24 years of age. I was writing full time, and had a small music production business (we did not find much worth producing then, bad timing), so I was deeply involved in the arts of the area, and in reading poetry whenever I could get away with it. Those were the days my friends, I thought they would end in my demise, but it turns out I am...