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Engage The Clock


Engage the clock

As if it was your job

Or your distraction

Either way, “time”

Has passed away

Email, sports, news

Disappearing, poof

Gone, never retrieved

Picture in your mind

The analog clock in

Groundhog day movie

With Sonny and Cher

Singing, I got you babe

Magnified, rotating slowly

Helping or hurting

Suicide or serotonin

What will you do

With your time

Killing it


Being happy





The value of the word value has no value

Save what each individual interprets it as

Not even worth the paper it’s printed on

Peel off the screen, trade for a plug nickel

Add the word family and what do you get

Charles Manson had family values, right

I value my family as they make me valued

If you value something you keep it safe

Just not in a safe where it can’t be valued

Value meals w/low nutrition = poor value

Time is valuable if you value your time

Time does not exist ergo has no value

Currency’s value can not buy happiness

Yet the value of happiness is incalculable

Less of something the more it has value

Uranium has value if it hurts or helps

The cliché says that crime does not pay

Yet it does add value to the economy

Making it a strange thing to value by

Adding surveillance, police and prisons

Impeding evolution hindering its value

Climate Change


Climate of change


The Audacity of Hope


The Art of the Deception


Placating greed pigs


Malevolent millionaires


Securing seats


Pompous power


Baron Billionaires


Dastardly deeds


Puny pennies


Legislating how the masses should live under the rule of law while being above it.

Taxpayer funded flights, free health care, salacious slush funds, corporate perks, votes bought, souls sold. Perjury, unconstitutional activities, still going about their dog and pony show, getting paid by the taxpayers and the corporations that got them there.


“I’m talking about the real owners now.

The big wealthy business interests that control things and make all the important decisions.

Forget the politicians. They are irrelevant.

The politicians are put there to give you the idea that you have freedom of choice.

You don’t.

You have no choice.

You have owners.

They own you.

They own everything.

They own all the important land.

They own, and control the corporations.

They’ve long since bought, and paid for the Senate, the Congress, the state houses, the city halls, they got the judges in their back pockets and they own all the big media companies, so they control just about all of the news and information you get to hear.

They’ve got you by the balls.

They spend billions of dollars every year lobbying.

Lobbying, to get what they want.

Well, we know what they want. They want more for themselves and less for everybody else, but I’ll tell you what they don’t want.

They don’t want a population of citizens capable of critical thinking.

They don’t want well-informed, well-educated people capable of critical thinking.

They’re not interested in that. That doesn’t help them.

That’s against their interests. That’s right.

They don’t want people who are smart enough to sit around a kitchen table and think about how badly they’re getting fucked by a system that threw them overboard 30 fucking years ago.

They don’t want that.

You know what they want?

They want obedient workers .

Obedient workers, people who are just smart enough to run the machines and do the paperwork.

And just dumb enough to passively accept all these increasingly shittier jobs with the lower pay, the longer hours, the reduced benefits, the end of overtime and the vanishing pension that disappears the minute you go to collect it, and now they’re coming for your Social Security money.

They want your fucking retirement money.

They want it back so they can give it to their criminal friends on Wall Street, and you know something?

They’ll get it.

They’ll get it all from you sooner or later, because they own this fucking place.”

– George Carlin



There must be some kind of way
out of here, said the joker to the thief.

There’s to much confusion, 
I can’t get no relief.

 “All along the watchtower.”

– Jimi  Hendrix



The Alle-gators

The Alle-gators

Outside the swamp

Are braver then the

Alligators in the swamp

Trying to keep at least

One out of the chambers

As Moore and more

Troubles arise, posturing

It all wrong by denying.

Could easily give a full

Tearful confession today

Be in office tomorrow

Simply because there

Is an (R) after the box

Which apparently stands

For reptilian, the base point

In human evolution which

Has yet to catch up to their

Mammalian counterparts

Maintaining the predatory

Cold blooded survivalist

Nature that is in near

Extinction like the dinosaurs

Still playing, follow the leader

Of crass corrupt crocodile

Doubling down distraction

Dire deception daring non-divas

To back out of corroborated claims

C’mon ‘bama, evolve from the muck

If not in vote, then thought and deed



Compelling and Dangerous

Compelling and dangerous

Politics disasters and news

All essentialy one in the same

A barometric beat down of my

Perplexed fragile sullen psyche

Exhausted searching exhaustively

For needle answers infinite haystack

Cracked mirror provides broken glimpses

Answers fill bottomless buckets

Retrieved like data from failed hard drives

Hope rescinds what faith provides

Sign post up ahead…….. Bridge Out

Too late you have left the Twilight Zone



“Twilight Zone”

– Rush


A pleasant-faced man
steps up to greet you
He smiles and says
he’s pleased to meet you

Beneath his hat
the strangeness lies
Take it off,
he’s got three eyes

Truth is false
and logic lost
Now the fourth dimension
is crossed


You have entered
the Twilight Zone
Beyond this world
strange things are known

Use the key,
unlock the door
See what your fate
might have in store

Come explore
your dreams’ creation
Enter this world
of imagination

You wake up lost
in an empty town
Wondering why
no one else is around

Look up to see
a giant boy
You’ve just become
his brand new toy

No escape,
no place to hide
Here where time and
space collide


You have entered
the Twilight Zone
Beyond this world
strange things are known

Use the key,
unlock the door
See what your fate
might have in store

Come explore
your dreams’ creation
Enter this world
of imagination


This world is getting a little heady,  methinks the Twilight Zone might be a welcomed respite at this point.

The “leaders” have failed, the system is on its last legs. Evoke behavior to a new world you’d like to participate in. (This is for me, not the reader.)

“We teach best what we need to learn most ourselves.”

– Richard Bach


The behavior being kindness to all,  accepting the awareness that you and your adversaries are the same “one”.

Reaching the level of the 100th monkey theory.  When humanity reaches a critical mass of desired outcome, a shift is supposed to occur. So I’ve heard, it is worth a try.


Unaware 100th Monkey Theory

Here’s a quick synopsis.


Scientists studying
Jungle somewhere
Primate culture
Behavior habitat
Experiments data
Observe record
Hungry tech
Eats apple
Polishes first
Lab jacket
Consistent motion
Monkey see
Monkey do
Captures attention
Info notation
Lab monkeys
Eat apples
Repeat habit
Arm hand
Gesture continues
Adopted behavior
Monkey see
Monkey do
More data
More research
Need new
Wild monkeys
Fresh from
Same jungle
Number approaches
Near 100
New monkeys
In wild
Exhibit behavior
As unseen
Lab monkeys
Polishing apples
Before eating
Recorded paradigm

The 100th
Monkey theory



A Different Dance

A Mechanical Ballet

Engine Orchestration

Ready the horn section

Drummers thump tires

Dancers ready their shoes

Coolant section warms up

Compressor builds up the air

Oil can handle the pressure

Driven to be the best

No one is exhausted

Lights, air brakes, traction

The conductor raises baton

(Dispatcher assigns equipment)

Diesel dancers couple trailers

After pulling them from the doors

Pirouetting around parked pups

(Pup is a 30 foot trailer)

Curtsying the cab to corners

Twirling around the dollies

(A dolly connects two trailers)

Do-si-do by the dumpster

Sidestep the slippery sidewalk

High kick the hefty horsepower

Kicking it into high gear

A tricky terminal tango

And exiting stage left

Taking the show on the road

Down the black velvet ribbon

Lined with footlights

Steering under the stars

Either one, or billions



Not sure if you would have to be a freight transportation supervisor (latest euphemism for “truck driver”) to understand that, but it was fun to write.

This was written from a bird’s-eye view of a trucking terminal at the peak of an outbound operation of an ltl (Less than Truck Load) carrier.


Deep Purple

“Space Truckin'”

We had a lot of luck on Venus
We always had a ball on Mars
Meeting all the groovey people
We’ve rocked the Milky Way so far
We danced around with Borealice
We’re space truckin’ round the the stars
Come on let’s go Space Truckin’

Remember when we did the moonshot
And Pony Trekker led the way
We’d move to the Canaveral moonstop
And everynaut would dance and sway
We got music in our solar system
We’re space truckin’ round the stars
Come on let’s go Space Truckin’

The fireball that we rode was moving
But now we’ve got a new machine
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah the freaks said
Man those cats can really swing
They got music in their solar system
They’ve rocked around the Milky Way
They dance around the Borealice
They’re Space Truckin’ everyday
Come on


Off The Record

“I say you’ll pay for this mischief,
In this world or the next”

– Iron Maiden

“Can I play with madness”



No matter what, nothing is done off the Akashik record.

Or so, I’ve read or hard, can’t be quite sure. There is no proof and if I do remember, certainly am not behaving as if any lessons have been learned or transformed. Instant karma is not fast enough or so fast I missed it.


“Be it the Devil or be it him
You can count on just one thing

When the time is up you’ll know
Not just one power runs the show”

– Iron Maiden

“Fates Warning”