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Lokifreign

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joined on 03/28/04
last updated 12/05/11
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How come you haven't praised me...?

September 1, 2011
Loki made me lol. Which those of us in the know, know "opens and frees from rigid preconception."

And for Loki its born in. Which makes us very, very lucky.
July 5, 2011
Loki...after all the years that you have engaged with my chosen community and the words we have bantered back and forth I just realized that I have never written you a Testimonial.

Sorry.
KK
March 1, 2011
who better to argue with ? your reflection in the lake?
January 25, 2011
i keep forgeting how keenly brilliant loki is and then i turn a corner and smack into something he has constructed - BAM! it's unusual to be so cuting and so loveable at the same time. "i love you man!"
January 9, 2011
One of Five serious people I actually respect. I don't know if that's good or bad but I'm happy about it :)
oxoxo
fucko
September 21, 2010
The savant.

No, not idiot-savant, you fools.

Not savant syndrome.

Just savant.

Now pay attention to the man.

He knows things.
August 25, 2010
Loki.
Loki :)
I like you <3
We've never talked much - and I only really know you online. You're the only person I've ever really felt...connected to that I didn't ever know in person. I would never hesitate to hug you tightly should we ever meet, and I find it strange to feel so strongly about it knowing that we never have. I find myself envious of those who have, sometimes.
While I am sociable and extroverted to an admittedly annoying degree with those I spend my physical time with, I'm conflictingly shy toward reaching out to new people, but I am glad to have found the reserve to call you when I did. You're so remarkably articulate, and I find myself wishing that I could so effortlessly manipulate my thoughts and feelings into poetic expression the way you seem to. My testimonial might read better for one...
With the compassion and kinship I feel for you through what little contact we've had, I cannot fathom the intensity that saturates the people you grace with your presence must feel. To know that, to feel that, would bring me...immense satisfaction ^_^
Love, love, love, love <3
August 25, 2010
I owe him my life, and I love him with all of my heart. What more can I say?
June 16, 2010
Lokifreign makes me wanna eat my brain....AND LIKE IT.
Those of you that know him (even casually) dig what I'm talkin' about. Oh yeah.
June 4, 2010
all right already, i'll confess, you're one of my favorites. your dendrites would win at a wet tshirt contest
May 4, 2010
don't wish to judge who is and isn't, but do wish to put out a good word for this being! this is a most loving and lovable being.
Unsu...
 
February 3, 2010
The most utterly brilliant and important DNA I've encountered yet.
Unsu...
 
December 24, 2009
Lokifreign, such a fine young prankster.
he always speaks the truth, even when he speaks to deceive the unworthy
trust me


Mr. Pure.
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September 30, 2009
Since I'm snooping through his profile, I might as well write a testimonial for Loki. It's amazing how such a prolific poster can maintain a consistent level of brilliance, humour, and depth. I don't post much, so the relationship is very one-sided, but I would totally dry hump his leg. My husband is okay with this, as he wants to dry hump Loki's leg, too. Good thing for Loki and his leg that we live on opposite coasts. Someday you will ride bitch on my bike, baby. Oh, yeah.
Unsu...
 
September 2, 2009
I have read Lokifreign's posts and blogs now with literal mounds of appreciation. I hardly ever write any testimonials, I guess I am rather a cheapskate as far as doling out praise. But there is no more praise-worthy man on tribe. I realize that this little humble network is in its deaththroes, but if there was one person among all these crazy mofos I'd like to continue to relate to, that would be Lokifreign. Satan of Tribe was slightly behind in the photo finish. My email is... wait.. I'm not that stupid...
July 2, 2009
Magical, mystery man is how I think of Loki. He's in tune with all aspects of our world and conveys his deeply held convictions smartly. Sometimes it even smarts although I'm sure that's unintentional. His heart is as warm as his intellect is sharp. Wish I could see him on the playa this year.
June 1, 2009
I am vewy, vewy confused--get used to it.

And be sure to pass that Dutchie on the left hand side (Loki makes us jump and shout)!
May 31, 2009
I think I might like you, too, asshole!

(You know you're the only tribe veteran still getting testimonials in this, the year of our Lord 2009, right?? Right!!??!
May 13, 2009
These testimonials seem to be expressing essentially the same feelings, but using different words to try to nail what it is that makes Loki so incredibly special to all of us. But I believe that doesn't really matter so much. The best news is that Loki is a part of each of us, just as we are a part of him. How much better can it get than that?
April 8, 2009
I've been writing all my life
and still don't have the words
ta describe him.
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oh believe me i take it really seriously

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YES IT'S TRUE

I am unpleasant about it. I am peppering my terrible attacks with hot rhetoric. I am better at flinging insults than you are.

Now:
answer the goddamn question. None of your whining makes a point nor supports any particular argument. Stop being such a weak little fluff and grow up - or accept that you are not cut out for wrestling with truth, or facts, or even opinions. If you can't focus on the argument at hand, you're not qualified to participate in it.

Grow up or go away. You will not "win" anything here, in any case.

PS: I am snickering at you & your easy defeat Right Now!!! Gasp! But the only way you can triumph is by educating yourself. Can you do it? Will you try, or, do you realize now that you were wrong to begin with?

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Choose My Words Carefully

Re: Lysol Allegedly Sprayed At Prom By Chaperones (in Heated Debate) Number Of The Beast.

Hm.

One man gazing into his own navel with a relish that requires almost seventeen thousand pages to describe…

Hm.

I don't if it's "literature" but it's damn noteworthy. Four Heinleins, two of them "women", ta... read more
discussion post on Mon, May 21, 2012 - 9:23 PM
Re: Harsh? Not harsh? (in Heated Debate) jeeeeeezis
discussion post on Mon, May 21, 2012 - 9:18 PM
Re: Phaedra passed away.:( (in ASK AUNT BEA, IN NEW ORIGINAL FLAVOR!) somebody to look after Jeff is really key
discussion post on Fri, May 18, 2012 - 4:54 PM
Re: "Are Republicans Really Anti-Science?" MoJo (in Heated Debate) I don't remember them, no, but I have read of them.

That so, though, it is still possible for me to reckon that it's as good as a certainty that actual popular revolution (as opposed to a figurative one*) is the only mechanism by which the USA ... read more
discussion post on Tue, May 15, 2012 - 6:13 PM
Re: Public Health Care (in Heated Debate) relying on votes to solve current US gov problems is a sign of serious mental disorder.

I'd say "get that checked out" but.... heh

The fact that the national guard hasn't attacked even *one* insurance company building reveals that killing am... read more
discussion post on Tue, May 15, 2012 - 6:02 PM
Re: Marta fare hikes: (in Atlanta still sucks) flee
discussion post on Fri, May 11, 2012 - 4:01 PM
Re: "Are Republicans Really Anti-Science?" MoJo (in Heated Debate) our "system" ensures that people of quality who are wise will eschew leadership, while psychopaths and liars are given control by a grateful, idiotic herd

there will be no solutions coming down from officials or bureaucrats; ergo "working withi... read more
discussion post on Fri, May 11, 2012 - 1:25 PM
Re: "Are Republicans Really Anti-Science?" MoJo (in Heated Debate) the kind that's kept entirely out of offices of authority
discussion post on Wed, May 9, 2012 - 1:03 PM
Re: who is left? (in ASK AUNT BEA, IN NEW ORIGINAL FLAVOR!) hola
discussion post on Sun, April 29, 2012 - 12:10 PM
don't watch this (in this is a dream) youtu.be/UqVYUzHc5L8

it's really

really disturbing
discussion post on Sat, April 21, 2012 - 9:06 AM
Bunny Stew (blog entry) B: Instead of actually ever contacting you directly again, I've decided to reappear in your life as part of a fictional dialogue.

S: Hey; great. That really means a lot to me.

B: Hah! See? Right there. You never actually respond to me th... read more
blog entry posted Sat, March 10, 2012 - 5:06 AM permalink - 12 comments
links to music on the internet (blog entry) Black Teeth | Nurse With Wound
bonewhiteglory.tumblr.com/post/...-wound

Viola da Gamba Sonata No. 2 in D major BWV 1028 - 1. Adagio | Mischa Maisky, Martha Argerich
oranc.tumblr.com/post/1478699898... read more
blog entry posted Fri, December 30, 2011 - 12:32 PM permalink - 10 comments
no matter how explicitly and simply you express your truth (blog entry) it will be assumed that you are hiding, are unaware, or are deliberately misrepresenting your truth

not because that's how most people are

but simply because we are stupid and easily tricked

and we here in the "free" world are so eager an... read more
blog entry posted Sun, November 13, 2011 - 12:10 PM permalink - 20 comments
there were no questions until you made them exist (blog entry) Deokat I -

There is an answer. I am the answer.

You hate me because you fear me, and you fear me because you think I threaten you. I threaten no one and nothing. There is only nothing to fear, and I seek to harm nothing.

There is no answe... read more
blog entry posted Sun, October 16, 2011 - 2:52 AM permalink - 9 comments
cafe es bueno (blog entry) Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow:
You are not wrong who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the ... read more
blog entry posted Tue, July 5, 2011 - 11:46 AM permalink - 11 comments
by Nathan
photo posted 06/29
love letter (blog entry) do I believe what my heart wants to believe? or the words you say?

the interstices whisper "yes" and the longing is fresh, different from before

but I am still this creature; molting is painful

it isn't an elective process

I'm making... read more
blog entry posted Tue, June 28, 2011 - 12:31 PM permalink - 10 comments
I Have Taken All Your Damn Pills but I'm Still Very Dangerous (blog entry)
At least thirty little white Klonopins have just up and vanished over the past two days. I dimly recall a shot of Adavan, handfuls of Cymbalta, Zoloft, some kind of hypnotic I don’t recall the name of, old-school Compozine, and of course endles... read more
blog entry posted Mon, June 27, 2011 - 11:25 AM permalink - 12 comments
oof (blog entry) 'm all cut up n'shit
blog entry posted Fri, June 17, 2011 - 4:31 AM permalink - 20 comments
grrrrrrrr (blog entry) I've asked for far too little from this world

that stops now
blog entry posted Sun, June 5, 2011 - 12:18 AM permalink - 15 comments
for the future (blog entry) • Help to create societies that are not crude, nor brutal.
Societies of small scale are more attractive to me than large ones; whenever possible, the size of a group (the number of its members) should be just slightly fewer than is required for a... read more
blog entry posted Sat, May 21, 2011 - 1:31 AM permalink - 7 comments
No, in fact; I never ever do, nor shall I, nor do i wish to, nor do I wish to learn how to. (blog entry) "I assure you, calmly as I'm able and with all my sincerity, that I am neither ignorant of nor blind to your point of view. It's important to me that you accept that, and believe it on the basis of trust.

"I do disagree with you, probably at t... read more
blog entry posted Wed, May 18, 2011 - 12:37 PM permalink - 14 comments
document prep and a long slow slide toward or away from something I long for or dread wearily (blog entry) It's been fun but ultimately wasteful and draining to go back into the world for a second. I learned some of the subconscious reasoning behind my changes over twenty years - that was alright - and I got bought dinner and drinks by a wide range of... read more
blog entry posted Fri, May 6, 2011 - 9:19 AM permalink - 8 comments
it's intense (blog entry) I absolutely demand to wring every drop, every drop, though. Explosions of pain make my eye not work. Wake up, unable to recall why, what the pain is, why it is there, or who I am, for several minutes, where she is, what has happened. Pushing m... read more
blog entry posted Mon, May 2, 2011 - 1:43 PM permalink - 5 comments
I'm just guessing.
photo posted 05/01
it flickers and hums for a while before it cranks up (blog entry) My eyes and subconscious romantic identity are in collusion to resume single-guy operations though heart and mind are still heavily distracted by woe and pleading tirelessly with phantoms to unbreak the broken. It's a strange state to be in. At ... read more
blog entry posted Wed, April 27, 2011 - 9:48 AM permalink - 20 comments
i would have stayed forever (blog entry) and never thought twice about all I'd passed by and given up
if not for being shown that it wasn't worth anything.

i am a bit nauseated at having participated in the
merely profane

and i don't think i can ever forgive
blog entry posted Mon, April 4, 2011 - 11:21 PM permalink - 13 comments
in the words of Pierre-Joseph Proudhon (blog entry)
"To be governed is to be watched over, inspected, spied on, directed, legislated, regimented, closed in, indoctrinated, preached at, controlled, assessed, evaluated, censored, commanded; all by creatures that have neither the right, nor wisdom, ... read more
blog entry posted Wed, March 30, 2011 - 6:55 PM permalink - 12 comments
mm mm mm. tsk. I'm surprised - and disappointed.
photo posted 03/30
Night owls - (blog entry) tribes.tribe.net/noctus

As the Earth changes, perhaps this lifestyle will become less disadvantageous over the next decade or so.
blog entry posted Wed, March 23, 2011 - 10:14 PM permalink - 16 comments
www.nolajapanquakefund.org (blog entry) www.nolajapanquakefund.org
blog entry posted Tue, March 22, 2011 - 12:59 PM permalink - 2 comments
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blog entry posted Wed, January 19, 2011 - 9:46 PM permalink - 13 comments
where do I go now? (blog entry) do I make an alt account to cry on? I don't know what to do. I have a surfeit of it but it's bad to say it. Where do I go to unload without ending up feeling more guilty for it? this is terrible.
blog entry posted Thu, December 9, 2010 - 5:23 PM permalink - 31 comments
HEY (blog entry)
blog entry posted Thu, November 25, 2010 - 2:07 PM permalink - 18 comments
Vallejo Expose (blog entry) turns out Molly & Rion are ultrasupercool, not cannibals. There's a big 70s horror movie exotic foreign mask over the mantle, so, at first I thought "shit maybe they are cannibals" but no.

So. Mystery solved!
blog entry posted Sun, November 21, 2010 - 2:04 PM permalink - 15 comments
C U on teh flip (blog entry) XOXOXOXOXO!
blog entry posted Sat, November 13, 2010 - 9:57 PM permalink - 9 comments
SORRY (blog entry) I'm in a really bad mood because I'm crippled and I can't find any work and I've run out of the last scrap of money except for a small account that's supposed to convey me out of this hellhole my life has finally become.

Some of you have helped... read more
blog entry posted Mon, November 8, 2010 - 5:53 PM permalink - 17 comments
I'm ready I'm quiet and steely I'm aware I'm older now I'm quiet It's black and white It's the sleek metal past and I am made of strange nearly forgotten old stuff (blog entry) Today a friend that once helped me when my spine was freshly collapsed shot and killed his wife. they had been married for two weeks after dating for a thousand years. he worked with children like me & ludmilla; loves children. that's surely al... read more
blog entry posted Sun, October 31, 2010 - 5:10 PM permalink - 18 comments
ether and odylle (blog entry) www.youtube.com/watch

I put this on youtube to test compression schemes; uploaded and deleted a few times until it seemed like I'd reached the quality ceiling for this kind of imagery. The song was a first take I did in Au... read more
blog entry posted Fri, October 29, 2010 - 2:23 PM permalink - 13 comments
fever (blog entry) started about three weeks ago; came on full blast. I've been grappling with it. Fever every day left me really loopy as of Monday. There are a ton of other stories set in this same time period, but this is filtered for the sake of sweet mercy.
... read more
blog entry posted Thu, October 21, 2010 - 10:58 PM permalink - 11 comments
animation obsession (blog entry) since I stopped obsessing on ProTools, now I obsess on AfterEffects and Illustrator between every other thing; make image, move it around, slap an effect on it, rinse, repeat, review, discard or archive, next

robot freign-husk
blog entry posted Sun, October 3, 2010 - 12:20 PM permalink - 13 comments
Epileptics: DON'T CLICK 9/28/10 (blog entry) it's taken a long time to get the taste of tragedycrisis out of my head and though the taste of certaintyplan eludes me yet I have been remarkably functional for a few days. Sold another graphic; not for big bucks but I was able to knock down ano... read more
blog entry posted Tue, September 28, 2010 - 9:50 AM permalink - 10 comments
Rumor Mill (blog entry) They call it that because it grinds you into powder
blog entry posted Mon, September 6, 2010 - 4:42 PM permalink - 5 comments
BAD BAD TURNIP or possibly radish (blog entry) I was about to post an entry about how weird it got last night and then just as I was in the act of doing so a text came in and it got weirder by 7000% - whoah still coming


OK
crap


jeez


crap

huh

um






¿?


she do... read more
blog entry posted Fri, September 3, 2010 - 6:15 AM permalink - 5 comments
Much Better (blog entry) Everything got very ugly for a minute there, and it's still shockingly *off* compared to how I'd hoped this year would go, but with any luck the next few steps will increase happiness for all involved. Tomorrow I begin the process of moving out. ... read more
blog entry posted Sun, August 22, 2010 - 7:33 AM permalink - 14 comments
are we alive? (blog entry) Sometimes I wonder how superstition can survive a cursory glance around the room.

My friend recently remarked "when we was little, folks our age were told that, with hard work, -anything- is possible. Since then, I've learned that it ain't tru... read more
blog entry posted Tue, June 29, 2010 - 9:56 PM permalink - 25 comments
Public The To Open¡ (blog entry) You may not have known that I have a public tribe. I have some others but they are not public, or, they are entirely dead. This one has been polite about me getting heavier and heavier with it... it hasn't complained, so I guess it's 'on board'.... read more
blog entry posted Thu, June 17, 2010 - 3:10 AM permalink - 10 comments
I won't condescend! (blog entry) You'll just have to conascend.
blog entry posted Tue, June 15, 2010 - 7:32 AM permalink - 11 comments
epistle to the heathens (blog entry) 1
I want to shock you out of your hidebound sleep, strangers, because
dammit, the game is no fun at all if you just let me win.
Fight me. Fight me!

2
I'm tired of all this talk about literature;
I've read more than a lot of you, and f... read more
blog entry posted Wed, June 2, 2010 - 1:24 AM permalink - 17 comments
if you're wondering why I'm not in a tribe anymore (blog entry) I'm identifying the people that provoke the worst of my bile and just leaving wherever they are. Not a perfect solution, but more ethical than sticking around and escalating.

If you can see this entry - it's not you! xoxoxo

EDIT: Wow, you... read more
blog entry posted Mon, May 31, 2010 - 11:47 PM permalink - 27 comments
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the Aerofoil

The aerofoil's cochlear implants whispered; he adjusted his attitude in order to aim his skull at the incoming beacon it told him about. His lips sucked in and his mouth watered when he got visual on a sweet five-mile cable parked especially for him, leading up to a platform he'd only been authorized for twice, maybe three times before.

Everything before seemed like a dream. It wasn't unusual for the aerofoil to flush memories down to a few simple facts - what were the use of them anyway? 'Life is long, time is short,' he thought. He let himself be elevated into the ionosphere and eventually towed into a plush hangar. He was debarked and rubbed down nicely.

He felt his credit rating improve mightily and realized he'd been a really good boy, for a good long while now. He permitted himself a wicked grin and called up a few friends, letting the information drop out as a matter of normal conversational exchange; half a dozen times throughout the course of an hour, he waited patiently for his buddy to ask him how his contract was doing.

"Well it's about fucking time!" called the weathersat, without a hint of envy. "You been scooping chunks like some kinda boy scout for near about twenny fucking years now. Ask me, way overdue, kid. Way."
"Well thanks," said the aerofoil. Now he felt a little ashamed.
The weathersat smiled, and went back to watching The Prisoner. She was a marathon-viewer, and neighborly left her channel open to the aerofoil's new hangar.

Not so charitable, an old rival went blank for a few beats and then snapped his channel shut with undisguised rage. This guy was a hydrofoil now, carrying dogs and apes around to utterly pointless destinations, sometimes dallying around in witless tracks that led nowhere - slowly - a tour boat. Hah!

The aerofoil had been in the hangar for what seemed like minutes before the next crew finally got their sloth-asses in gear with a refit. It was slick, though, and the aerofoil felt dangerously powerful afterward. He flexed, and a couple of the kids on the deck laughed appreciatively. The aerofoil beamed at them.
He dialed up a sex feed he liked, and spent some of his brand new money that way for a few minutes, then got an old movie and snapped his channel open to see if anyone wanted to watch it with him. A few acquaintances gathered around to look over the titles. The aerofoil sprang for treats; that got a nice friendly gathering going.
Some of the deck hands took their break in the aerofoil and watched also, which the aerofoil thought was pretty cool. It was a good movie, the fucking Lion in Winter, a true classic with some pretty heinous shit in it. Old-style people are weird, to people of today, but there are some things that are just eternal.
To the aerofoil's surprise, there was some decent discussion afterward and he enjoyed that sort of thing. He expounded on the historical liberties taken in the story. People listened. He realized that he felt better than he ever had in his whole life. Time wasn't so short right at that moment.
All of this was pretty quaint and happy, but a few hours later, when the war kicked in, he realized he'd have to really cherish the shit out of that particular moment.

The hangar was gone, the friends were gone, all thoughts of movie-watching (in fact, all memory of the specifics and plot of the Lion in Winter) were flushed, and the bombs were flying. Nukes had gone off in like seven places already; friends - good friends, real friends - were dead, and not the good kind of dead.
Credit seemed useless, and upgrades seemed dreadful, suddenly. The people he thought were deck hands were launching some truly brutal weapons right out of his arms, his face, his ass. He saw a guy get blown up right in front of him - some kind of foreign aircraft - it made him sick. He felt the fluid drain from his extremities and he knew that he was defecating all over the place.
Nobody cared, though. It was crucial business underway.
He blogged it. Sympathy poured in, but a few fucks were predictably calloused and called him on being a pussy, not being proud of his refit and his country, being a fag, being a whiner. Normally he'd have cultivated the sympathy angle and trolled for girls, but rage was on him. He condemned these bastards for being unsupportive of his company, and soapboxed it to the point that he was quoted in a few other journals. He felt vindicated.

Seconds in to his second major aerial combat he'd distinguished himself, propelled on by the suspicion that a number of his rivals on the internet were monitoring his career, waiting for an opportunity to record anything that could be construed as an act of cowardice. He killed three aerofoils and maybe as many as a dozen officers on a maneuver he planned and executed during a sudden lull, in the seconds following the death of his XO. His credit rating swelled some more. As if he'd been planning it since he was nine, he had his consciousness accelerated to x8, and to his delight, the commander of his regiment made a big show of springing for it and making a big fuss over his willingness to use his income to enhance his own combat potential. A lot of people grumbled, but fuck them.
He was promoted to lieutenant. He blogged it.

Three years later he read over that old blog and marveled at his own exuberant stupidity, and mused over the nature of humanity, and the mistakes people of his generation have made, and the cost of those mistakes.
Years of constant warfare was something no one, on any side or facet of a side, had been prepared for, except the companies and their computers. The machine kept grinding on, adjusting itself with every misstep, evening out the curve as it steepened or toppled.
He envied the satellites. Would he have thought something like that, three years ago? Their orbiting solitude reduces the war to a faraway babble, and comparatively light duty. One of them out of thousands may get nailed by a missile every other day or so, but the odds are considerably less favorable for the rest of us. We're trapped on the gravity. That's where the war really is.



©© 2007 by Freign under the Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License - copy it and pass it around, but altering it or selling it alerts the satellites, and their lasers will incinerate you.

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The Master Potter

Bystander: "that's a beautiful clay pot."

Artisan: "thank you."

Pot: "yes; thank you."

Bystander: "Oh my! A conscious, speaking pot!"

Artisan: "Yes; it's this thing I've been doing. Conscious pots are totally the next thing."

Bystander: "You are the best artisan - and the most visionary, may I add - I have ever known. This is amazing."

Pot: "Pshaw! The 'best artisan' - if you'll allow me to comment - is the one that makes pots that don't suffer from armless incapacity. I know what I'm talking about, here. Furthermore, I suggest that an *unconscious* and *mute* pot is, in every way conceivable, superior to me in any way pertinent to the traditional containment action of pottery."

Bystander: "My, what an opinionated and outspoken pot!"

Artisan: [chuckle]

Pot: "I hate both of you."

Bystander: "Why, ever, did you create such an unruly and ungrateful piece of crockery?"

Artisan: "I have my reasons. In fact, I'm telling them to you right now but the pot can neither perceive nor comprehend them, so to the pot, it sounds like I'm not really saying anything of consequence. Rest assured, though: my morals can't be impeached, my reasons are sublime, my creative faculties are unmatched, and every singing ashtray or tactile spittoon I throw is justifiable, thusly."

Pot: "Oh, GOD, you are an insufferable, cruel, and pompous shit."

Bystander: "You know; I'd like nine of the mute, unconscious variety, here, by Friday if possible."


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the Army of Tomorrow

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Soft soft soft talk.

Soft soft soft talk. Fairness in excelsius, all togetherness and equality, respect for everyone’s feelings (of course these concepts were made for excellent bromides rather than effective policies or behavioral norms). Everybody gets respect. Everybody's right in their own way. Bullshit sixties activism is like sweet honey. But they ain’t gettin’ me a job with Warner Brothers. I was supposed to have been a teacher or a lawyer by now, on their plan - no: I won’t help this system survive so aggressively as that. I won’t spend the rest of my life toiling for crap. I won’t sell out my worthless ideals. You see, when I think of a BUM, I prefer to think of a shark in a suit slamming shooters in a strip joint instead of a mentally deranged homeless person. No one wants to be a homeless person - everyone wants to get comped. Fuck fuck fuck shitbag, fuckers. Jesus Fucking Christ. GOD~ I AM TRULY AWESOME!

By all means: drink if you're thirsty, but the artifice gets no ‘points’. No one gets ‘points’ for feeding the big lies. If you had a huge booger on your nose, you’d want me to tell you about it. Curvy would be cool. That would be different sort of thing than animation. Though on the other hand, some funhouse machinery in c4d (green with red and gold trim) might necessitate the creation of an album of scary fairgrounds music... that would sure suck. But the thing is barrelin’ in....percussion sculpture.....corpus callossum......Dances of Death.....puppets.....

What was it that came up recently - ? Ohhhh yeah: it's the necessity for killing and the willingness to kill if you really wish to assert change. Hard to swallow huh? But there you have it. Why do you think this isn't Greenotopia yet? 'WMD' isn't *only* a buzz-word for asshole lying apologists, the reason they were tossing 'WMD' scares around is because it's the essential means of statecraft for a small country. Without considerable 'conventional' military force, no platform for change is going to amount to anything. Mark my words. Sorry, but that's the way it is: willingness to kill people on a large scale = change for tomorrow. Sucky! I don't want to do it, personally. If Saddam Hussein *had* had actual weapons of mass destruction - some nukes, some biologicals - he'd still have a country. Damn, it's really not looking good, though.

NO it is NOT C&V damn you. If you read this far, you've PROVED that it's a TOTALLY COGENT MISSIVE about the ACTUAL NATURE of POST POST MODERN REALITY you fucking FEEDER OF THE BIG LIE. Now come over here, and kiss me one good time. It can linger, but not too long, sailor. Looting starts at home.

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My Thoughts are of Great Value to You

B: Instead of actually ever contacting you directly again, I've decided to reappear in your life as part of a fictional dialogue.

S: Hey; great. That really means a lot to me.

B: Hah! See? Right there. You never actually respond to me this way in real life. Frankly, I like your honesty better than your sweetness when it's just something you do because you think that's what I want.

S: Are you saying I was dishonest with you at some point?

B: No, no. That's not what I'm say... read more
Sat, March 10, 2012 - 5:06 AM permalink - 11 comments
 
Black Teeth | Nurse With Wound
bonewhiteglory.tumblr.com/post/...-wound

Viola da Gamba Sonata No. 2 in D major BWV 1028 - 1. Adagio | Mischa Maisky, Martha Argerich
oranc.tumblr.com/post/1478...-major-bwv

Therradaemon | Tekel
soundcloud.com/wounds-of-...aemon-tekel

now you rock me?:
Fri, December 30, 2011 - 12:32 PM permalink - 10 comments
 
it will be assumed that you are hiding, are unaware, or are deliberately misrepresenting your truth

not because that's how most people are

but simply because we are stupid and easily tricked

and we here in the "free" world are so eager and accustomed to being tricked in this way

that we have actually made a virtue of being hard, cynical, and essentially dishonest

so when one articulates a personal reality

clearly and completely

the reaction is usually

"wtf"

becaus... read more
Sun, November 13, 2011 - 12:10 PM permalink - 19 comments
 
Deokat I -

There is an answer. I am the answer.

You hate me because you fear me, and you fear me because you think I threaten you. I threaten no one and nothing. There is only nothing to fear, and I seek to harm nothing.

There is no answer. I created significance for you; you accepted the significance and used it to create questions - but there were no questions until you made them exist. There was no uncertainty, before.

It's wrong of you to fear me.

The answer is your undoing... read more
Sun, October 16, 2011 - 2:52 AM permalink - 9 comments
 
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow:
You are not wrong who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand—
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I wee... read more
Tue, July 5, 2011 - 11:46 AM permalink - 11 comments
 
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ineluctable

none of everything
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no one else

the sun and the lightrays are for no one else, so who cares if we die?
the sound and the rampage are for no one else, so who cares if we die?

~Divided Like A Saint's

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it may be that you were unaware that certain respondents to this tribe are literally mentally incapable of following you after a certain point. It's true that your arguments will be ignored - not because he's embarrassed or ashamed, but because he is literally incapable of perceiving material that violates his delusion's parameters, and is thus incapable of responding to it.

Others generating material that he knows is meant for him forces him to log back on, which is not in his interest at all;

if you are compassionate, I strongly encourage you to refrain from creating any further temptation for this individual -


it prevents him from getting the help he needs. He won't get it here; I think we can all agree on that. At the very least, this place is no good for him; most likely, it's very bad for him and will be until he has the tools needed to understand the difference between images and feelings from the theater of his mind and objective facts from consensual reality.

I know - believe me, I do - how galling he is, how difficult it is not to respond, how amazing and provocatively stupid the stuff he seems to believe is - but consider:

• how could anyone who -wasn't- extremely *emotionally* disturbed honestly report this way?
S/he couldn't.
Ergo, please consider refraining from taunting this emotionally unwell man - it is not kind, and there is no point to it.

There is no point to it. It doesn't hone your writing abilities - that's just vanity. It doesn't give you insight - that's just rationale.

What it gives you is the thrill of abusing a weaker person that cannot defend himself - and that's evil.

Admit it.

***None of us are qualified to be fucking around with this guy's head.***

It is obvious that he is extremely emotionally disturbed. Thus, it is not kind, compassionate, ethical, nor fair to continue engaging him in debate. He is incapable of it, and it likely deepens his dangerous and unhealthful associations.

When I ask / suggest this, I am being as serious as I know how. Considering how enraged and hateful I've felt in response to him in the past, it's odd to me that I feel as concerned about him as I now do, but there you have it. I really do ask that everyone please just let this feller understand that it's time for him to seek out guidance from a doctor (not a counselor; not a therapist; not a role model - a doctor, with drugs to prescribe). None of us are that person.

 
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