Maybe this matters...

The Long Black Veil

"Ten years ago, on a cold dark night....
A man was killed 'neath the town hall light.
People who saw it all did agree,
That the slayer who ran looked a lot like me."

Nope, wasn't me. I was in Detroit, or the bathroom.
Guilt carries us forward as it pulls us back.
Why, if there is a reason for it all, is there no reason for it at all?

Did you know that the luminescent button on your watch works great for a nightlight when you have to get up to use the bathroom?
So, you don't have to get up? Just wait...

Today I qualified for a Reverse Mortgage.
The guy kept insisting it is a step forward.
I'm confused, bothered and bewildered...

Have you received it today?
Okay, then send me some.
Donations gratefully accepted and spent with gusto.

There must be a reason

...mustn't there? It is so disappointing otherwise. Here we are, rolling around at 28,500 mps and trying to keep our feet firmly planted on the ground.
So, we reach for the truth. And reach. And reach.
Here are some things I have found to be true for me.

• I have not been able to control the world.
  
• No one else I have observed can do so, although many try and a few claim to succeed.
• The pain I experience is directly proportional to the pleasure I seek.
• Reality is experiential. Also experimental. Sometimes existential.
• Don't try to say you were not warned.

Have you received it today?

Creativity is a cruel master

Today there is so much static in my head that it is blocking my efforts to communicate. Despite use of antidepressants, vitamins, electroshock therapy and large amounts of coffee, everything I touch seems to resist.
Some days it just doesn't pay to chew through the leather straps and get up. Maybe I need a pacemaker or something...

Did you receive it today?
Ad next door for $30K in grants for African-Americans. What the hell?

yeah, ok, why should you donate?

Still doesn't matter.

I just love it when the world spins around and around and around and around and I go the other direction. Things get all wobbly and the music plays backwards.
Today I learned that blogging is a ongoing project, and my participation is directly proportional to my enthusiasm. So what did you learn today?

I wonder what is actually the definition of a African-American .

• If one's original lineage is the determining factor, then are we not all African-American? Whassa matter, don't you believe in evolution and land bridges?
  
• If it is the result of our immediate geographical origin, am I best described as a Floridian-American?
  
• If our parentage is an indicator, then wouldn't Barack Obama be a Kansan-Kenyan? Or would it be Kenyan-Kansan?
  
• If skin color is the determining factor, what is Michael Jackson?
  
• If slavery is a qualifier, what are drug addicts?
• If we get to choose for ourselves, why is it a crime to lie on the census forms?
  
• Why is it politically incorrect to make these observations, yet we see polls on the nightly news about which socio-ethnic group voted in a particular fashion, or strung up a rope?
• AAA, BBB, WWW are all ok. KKK is not.
• Did you receive it today?
  

I'm gonna write a book full of new cusswords and see how long it takes to get bleeped. Blida, hupkda, smassori, nipgin, mulipo, Koznowski.

Damn, racism is complicated.

Oh, lest I forget, donate...

Well now...

At last, a way to bend the world to my view!
Lasciate ogni esperanza, voi ch’entrate.

As I write this, there is an entry periodically appearing below the open doorway to my thoughts:

Autosave failed.
blink blink blink.

I guess the greater powers have finally caught up with me. Having lost my way, is there another path to salvation available? Or, am I truly doomed this time...?

It isn't really significant, as:

• Here eventually I will lay out my plan for world redemption.
  
• Stand by, or check back frequently.
  
• Meanwhile decide how best to realize this epiphany.
  
• Did you receive it today?
  

Oh, lest I forget- donate too.