Make yourself a beast …

“Make yourself a beast, and mankind will tremble.” – Dr. Freckles

Make yourself a workhorse of fearless rage, eyes glowing, glaring, burning a hole in the head of your enemies …

Be the S’compton lord that organizes the hookers into shock troops, and arms them with bats and chain and pipe …

Be the crack-head freak that wanders alleys looking for an easy pick, some poor whore stooped over after taking too much heroin, and she has $500 crammed down her bra …

Make yourself a MONSTER.

BE THE WEIRD DUDE THAT PEOPLE CHECK FOR IN THE BACKSEAT …

The time of HEROES is OVER …

Be the dreadful thing, be the dark faerie tale …

Be a legend in the night …

Become the nightmare sprite …

With claws and teeth, with skin hard as stone …

Run wild with the wolf maidens and drink their shanty milk …

AND BE THAT!

THAT BRAVE AND SCARY THING!

[curated: 3/31/2023]

ZARDOZ HEAD

Format …

I’ve gotten some feedback on format over the last few weeks, and here’s MY feedback.

Hell and S’compton …

Link: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=4944

Made some mistakes with my commentary on James yesterday …

Sorry … but fuck.

I told you so …

Link: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=4950

Black markets don’t complain …

Link: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=4952

Debt Ceiling

Link: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=4921

I’m ready …

Link: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=4919

Evil and poor engineering …

Link: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=4902

Depleted Uranium …

Link: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=4872

I dunno …

Link: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=4907

Spoofing The Third Eye

Covid-19 was over the top effective as military psychological warfare goes

My guess: in 2019 a lot of people’s third eye was going off “red alert”, and covid was the first means of spoofing that REAL SIGNAL

Like I said: since March 2020, they’ve been carpet bombing the 3rd eye.

[curated: 3/31/2023]

DEBT CEILING

Y’all know where I stand: the show goes on till it can’t, no soft landing, Powell chases inflation, Powell runs from collapse … Powell has a helicopter on hot standby 24/7.

So the debt ceiling debate is absurd – of course they raise it, they have no choice.

Any action to reduce this debt would crash the system …

Any attempt to rebuke the debt would crash the system …

The only move left is to keep piling up more debt, to pay down debt …

(that’s just part of the endgame)

I would have more respect if they simply said this:

We have to raise the debt ceiling because the system is out of control and the amount of liability, expressed in today’s $USD, in terms of unfunded liability, is in the quadrillions … none of it gets paid for, ever.

Funny: almost none of the articles mention the hard scary numbers – total debt, total unfunded liabilities, etc … they just don’t want to freak people out.

THIS SHIT SHOW ENDS ONE WAY: Cascading, catastrophic, failure … Brutal, unpredictable, and horrible …

Link: https://thehill.com/homenews/house/3924737-gop-downplays-importance-of-budget-with-debt-ceiling-looming/

Link: https://www.realclearpolicy.com/articles/2022/11/17/federal_unfunded_liabilities_are_growing_more_rapidly_than_public_debt_865384.html

[curated: 3/30/2023]

I dunno …

I feel like I’m losing my mind.

I also don’t know if I care.

I screwed up a podcast today, mixed up some names from the Bible. I couldn’t stop thinking about it, especially given I was reading JAMES just before – and he ADMONISHES US to be CAUTIOUS in seeking the role of teacher. And here I am, BOLO, shit head, fuck up. Jesus is not happy with me.

I wonder about trying to make money … I dunno.

Been watching this old show that had been unavailable, online, for a long time … and it looks like they digitally remastered it, editing the background, to add geoengineering spraying … as if the clouds it might have shown, the ones from my youth, would be to fucking shocking to see … better to hide this, forever.

I could use a hooker, and take a trip to the movies with this slut. We would share a large popcorn, covered in butter, and then slip off to the men’s room to find that swift harmony of the grease zone. She’d yeez all over my pants as I left my mark on her shoes, and then we’d get chased off by the theater manager, and then what? ROB THE DRUG STORE? … I dunno.

I was a scrub racer once … I was a jaundiced-owl and a hair dresser and the last of the 3 armed Shimbly’s … I could wrestle crocodile and snort coke and find love on the edge. I lived in a box outside of Grinken Town, where the noodle people eat their ramen and then vomit up their rat slurry to sell to weirdos from Paris. They can eat their own flesh to soften the blow from Heaven.

I wonder about my madness, and whether it’s a super power. Maybe my insane rage will be my ticket to FAME. I’ll grow an army of dingus-freaks and we’ll wear leather and steel and hunt the squirrel and live off of old time hooker soup. WE WOULD BE HUGE and unstoppable, if I cared.

My madness is my laser beam love. I can sky glide in raspberry make believe, while GERDY and BIRDY fondle the ruckus prince in my study. We will have musket parties, and drink spiced rum from some trendy blender. Our silk hide servants will grow stygian grub for our pies.

Sometimes I stare at the holes between the holes. I see the fragmentary alliance between disarray and entropy and their queer love pact. The particle streams reverse themselves and Ron Jeremy starts selling enhancers late at night. Your Mexican lover is none other than Rolanda.

I knew this guy from Sheffield, in the UK.

He was a triple toker and gasoline smoker and he had an MG and would drive real fast …

His girlfriend was named Jacey, and she had red hair and pale pimply skin …

He was sane.

[curated: 3/30/2023]