The Real World

Reality is back, with her demanding ways. Bathing in her self-centered adolescent fanciful depravity. Why am I so attracted to her, what Lolita hold does she have on me? I know too many people who seem to pay her little mind. Yet, I wish that for her I could be the one. Still, I am not even “bona fide” in her opinion. Work, bills, holidays, car problems. She draws my attention and cuts to the quip, and I am known for not coloring inside the lines and running with scissors. Yet what irony, that I follow her to my doom.  I look to her in hope that I can be whom I dream. Quoting fragments from lost manuscripts to entice her, “Were we Do what we Want and Want what we Like and Like what we Do”. Hoping to make it my mantra, yet she just laughs and points out that our relationship is but a satire. You ever have one of those days where you feel that you are involved in a tragicomedy? I seem to be having one of those years. “And wouldn’t that defeat the whole purpose, Mr Krick?”   

Thanks

National Pig-Out Day is over. A day of giving, Thanks….really? Do you believe that, in your turkey induced coma? Let me guess, you made a list, a list of all the things you SHOULD be thankful for. Or you all held hands around the table and “thanked” before stuffing your faces with more food then humanly possible to eat. And so it starts, heralding in the beginning of the consumer orgy season, known as the holidays. Today is Blackfriday, where people lined up at midnight to accost retail establishments inorder to spend less money to purchase things they don’t need, in a frenzy of over gluttonous consumption. Where they have trampled to death other “consumer ninjas” just to beat them to the sale items that fulfill their marketed desires. Fuck you, I need that bigger HD TV! Die, die, die, for I will spend to save. Hell, we built our whole economy on this concept. How well the Blackfriday sales goes, are a predictor for the holiday sales. The Holiday sales are a number one indicator of US economic stability. How freakn stupid is that?  What? Not quite the Thanks you expected? Well sorry, they sold out of that type of thanks. I guess that you just weren’t there early enough. Now your loved ones will not get the gift that will make their lives ultimately happy. What a BAD person you are.  Obviously you were not paying attention to all those email extorting how these Blackfriday deals will not last. You are Bad, Bad, Bad. You really don't care about your loved ones, do you? But wait,…. redemption is around the corner,…”CyberMonday” will arrive in the nick of time to save your butt ……YEA!

Ugg..I feel sick. Must have been too much turkey, or the stuffing and gravy. Maybe the mashed potatoes, no probably the creamed onions. Or more likely the squash coupled with the broccoli. I really don’t think it was the corn and peppers, nor the cranberry sauce.  Maybe the holiday sausage or the crab dip, cheese, pepperoni, crackers, nuts, and fried onion bloom appetizers. I can’t believe it was the pumpkin pie, apple pie, brownies, ice cream, rum balls, or lemon squares. And it definitely wasn't all that alcohol.

Look, look there on the TV set, that they now tell me is too small. It's our Coca-Cola designed Santa. A fat old guy wearing pajamas who gives candy to children that sit on his lap. Isn’t that so cute, an obese diabetic pedophile. I hate the holidays.

Oh wait, I get it. I put on the wrong glasses this morning. I put on the bad pair, now I see. Well I gotta go, behind on my holiday shopping, ya know.

Oh yea, I forgot to mention……..…Thanks.

photos

Day breaks

Over my head

And all is not right

But the photos are out

Go if you want, or not

http://www.flickr.com/photos/29046422@N03/

i of the beholder

I have seen such beauty, pain, and pleasure
yet contemplate why I am not whole.

Forever searching as leaves blown upon the breeze
only to find my reflection an abomination.

Wondering why I am where I am
and were I am I was.

Beheld by none except my vision
Of dreams that shadows play.

yes a photo...from the NYC Village halloween Parade
More to follow on my Flickr

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What a grand time in NYC and yes it was quite decadent. The Halloween Parade, the Jager Girls, the Zombies Hoards. I have a new respect for zombies, some are awful, truly awful, to the point of being very very bad. Yes Zombie Chrissy, props (including the ones you owned) to you. You were quite the un-dead, now are you a follower?

There are new voices in my head. I’m not really sure where they have come from. Different hues, different shades. Maybe they are of forgotten memories from a life less lived, but more probably, I’m possessed. Their noise, though not distracting or annoying has become fairly prevalent. I’m always open to different points for view, yet it has deepened my thoughts. A place that I had believed was already at an un-fathomable depth. There they wish me to speak in tongs and cry to the heavens.

I would like to address the Academy for what it has finally showed as great fuckin judgement in presenting me with this award. Even though they are rotted syphilis braindead troglodytes that couldn’t start a fire to save their lives, I am still amazed that it took them this fucking long to recognize true art. So what I would really like to say is, you can kiss my ass and go fuck yourselves with your goldplated icon of banality.

We here in the (kiss ass) department are committed to providing quality, excellence, and integrity in all aspects of our service. As part of our values , we pledge to “devote ourselves to continuous improvement, professionalism, and innovation in our work.” So that we can supply to you, our clients, the most advanced technology to solve your every need.

I have five questions(?)… well thanks! Sure I will answer them:

1. Fuck you
2. Fuck you
3. Fuck you
4. Fuck you
5. Fuck Me

Now….is there anything else you need to hear me say?

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