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Utterly Helpless

The feeling you get

When cresting a hill

On an ice covered road

Seeing a coworker

In the breakdown lane

Hazards flashing

Not in any danger

But stuck

Could be the ice

Could be the tractor

Quickly assessing the situation

Knowing if you stop

You will be stuck too

Compounding the problem

The pangs of guilt

Slowly disappear realizing

If that were you, you

Wouldn’t want them

To stop either

Finish your shift

Return to work

12 hours later

Hear them telling

Their tales of woe

In the dispatch office

Adding to the conversation

By saying

You saw them stuck

And was thinking

About helping


#uc@ you

Which gets a good laugh

But deep deep inside

You wonder

Did you break

The final straw

To a last nerve

That is about to snap

Or was it received

In good fun

And more banter

Like that

Can be added to

The work place

This is where I’m left

Utterly helpless




At all cost

Is not winning

It is









Imagine A Karma Tanka

Karma is karma

Every thing is a lesson

Now that you know that

What are you going to do

Go with Lennon’s Imagine




Imagine there’s no heaven
It’s easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today…. Aha-ah…

Imagine there’s no countries
It isn’t hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion, too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace… You…

You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world… You…

You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will live as one

– John Lennon


One less war criminal to prosecute.

George HW (Happily Wealthy?) Bush

1924 – 2018


How did?

You woke me, me, for this?

Turn into:


“Melania and I join with a grieving Nation to mourn the loss of former President George H.W. Bush, who passed away last night.

“Through his essential authenticity, disarming wit, and unwavering commitment to faith, family, and country, President Bush inspired generations of his fellow Americans to public service — to be, in his words, “a thousand points of light” illuminating the greatness, hope, and opportunity of America to the world.”


You know that has been written for a while now, by his handlers. Otherwise we would have gotten the following, I’m speculating, with a high degree of confidence.



So sad, the passing of George B..  Enough about him. I’m still here look how great I am. Still promising a wall, still distracting my distracters. How great am I?



“1000 Points Of Light”

“You can sail in the desert
With a ship of fools

You can smuggle in Mozes
And his book of rules

But you can’t take a mother
And give her back her son

What kind of freedom
Is bought with a gun?

People like to build their prison walls
When they’re afraid to look inside a

Thousand points of light

Are the muzzle flashes in the night
And the freedoms you profess to hold
Won’t bring the dead back from the cold

Political speaches
They’re laying in the mud

Nothing else matters
But money and blood

Tell me your freedom
Is do what you like

There’s a world gone crazy
‘Cause it can’t say no

People like to build their prison walls
When they’re afraid to look inside a

Thousand points of light


There should be time for love
But there’s too much room for hate

Too much sliding of the truth
Too much abuse of wasted youth

There’s a time for dying and a
Time for living too

Had enough of realize,
Had enough of your alibis

A thousand points of light
Are the muzzle flashes in the night
And the freedoms you profess to hold

Won’t bring the dead back from the cold”

Bruce Dickinson

Bother Some



Not at all



I’m bothered by it


Lot of good that does



What got dismembered first

Khashogghi………or the truth



Unfortunately his death is

Being used as a focused distraction

From all of the “sources”

Steering attention away from

The broader picture which is

The mirror we’re afraid to look at

Like those “trick” infinity mirrors

It goes on forever

Yet has no depth


As much as I like or

As easy as it is

To pick on 45

It would be a no win


For anyone in that position


(Seeing as how we pretend

To elect artificial leaders

‘Stead of conjuring up

Enlightened Masters

To show us the way)

(Shit, now I’m distracted)



Yet, denying is probably

The weakest strategy

Almost makes him look guilty

Based on all the other dismissals

Too numerous to mention

Save for this short list of

Taxes, collusion, Stormy Daniels

Deny, deny, deny


Unless of course one follows

The leader’s ludicrous logic

Utilizing implausible deniability

That some prince ordered it

Could have been anyone

Jhina, Russia, or a guy on his couch

Unfortunately it doesn’t matter



(Well, it mattered to Khashogghi

And his family, safe to assume)



We’ve got some shit to sell

Like wmd’s, keeping the greased

Military Industrial Complex

Churning out toys of death

Mass murder and genocide




Because it puts food on the table

Lots of tables

From the ore digger

To the steel and aluminum

Smelter employees

The bolt and nut makers

The glass makers

The tire makers

The road pavers

The truck drivers

The bean counters

The tax collectors

The lawyers

The bankers

The waiters

The farmers

The pilots

The salespeople

The brokers


Technically that makes us all

Unindicted coconspirators


*Nietzsche was right

A majority of the collective

Is enjoying their

“Herd Morality”


Kind of like how we turned our

Blind eyes away from Dubya’s

Illegal and personally profitable

Iraq war, knowing it wasn’t them

Accepting their befuddled logic

Cause they beat it like a drum

As water dropped incessantly

Dripping rhythmically on our

Forehead blurring our third eye

No one is pointing fingers

I am guilty too

Conceptually I was against it

But did nothing to stop it

Kept paying my taxes for it

Led no protests against it

And no way

No how

Did I want to pay

$6.00 a gallon for gasoline

So I turned my

Dichotomous dial

To zero and

Went on my merry way



Think about it



Would anything different

Have happened if 45

Or 44, 43, 42, 41 even 39

Took to the podium and

Declared that the

CIA, FBI, ATF, etc…

Investigated the matter

With verifiable proof

The Prince is responsible

However it is out of

Our jurisdiction


It is simply a matter of

They would like to keep

Purchasing planes and

Weapons, bombs and missiles

That they may have as much fun

Playing with their toys

In the sand as we did



At least then we could examine it

In a slide under a high power microscope

Understand it simply and either

Accept it or change it

Instead of deciphering all of the

Orwellian coded economic language

Through every administration

Meandering down the primrose path

Of gradually descending annihilation

And if it didn’t before now

Bother anyone

It should at least

Bother Some





*(Most people do not question why things are considered morally good or evil, rather uncritically, and largely unconsciously, they adopt the “value judgments of good and evil” dominant within their society.

For the past 2000 years, the dominant morality in the West, according to Nietzsche, has been an “anti-natural” morality, which, in his words, turns “against the instincts of life”.

Nietzsche foresaw this morality as reigning over the Western world for the foreseeable future, and was to him “the danger of dangers” – a morality in which all individuals, even those with the potential to rise above the mediocre mass, are pressured into becoming)

“a smaller, almost ridiculous type, a herd animal, something eager to please, sickly, and mediocre.”

– Nietzsche (Beyond Good and Evil)




The Older I Get

The more I’m compelled

To keep my mouth shut

Having nothing to say

Intelligent or otherwise


Words spill here

But here

They are

For me

To formulate unspoken

Clever arguments

Always winning

Never losing

To a few

Who are reading


Understanding it

Or leaving

Not subjecting themselves

If they choose not too

Trying for balance

Not for an audience

Or any audience

For me

Knowing the only

Words I speak or type

Change my thinking

Broaden my horizon

Hopefully making me

A better person

Making the world

A better place



If You Wanna Make The World
A Better Place
(If You Wanna Make The
World A Better Place)
Take A Look At Yourself, And
Then Make A Change
(Take A Look At Yourself, And
Then Make A Change)

“Man in the mirror”

– Michael Jacksont



I just hope that when I’m much older, can maintain a progressive peaceful thinking that every life is precious.

That every individual will have the absolute freedom to be their best self without the societal restrictions.

Make Up

I make up nothing

For what I lack

In personality



Where that should have stopped




There are no “should’s”

Things are such as they are



Anger brooding

Behind a kind mask

That falls off

Oft more

Often than not

Just a cog

In the wheel

Of a machine

Grinding to a halt

Screws loose

Wheels off

Oil’s burnt

Pistons shattered

Stack blown

That seems

To be

My makeup