The rage machine dwindles and shimmers on the horizon, always a tiny dot in my rear-view, or just over that far hill.
The reptilian brain. The oldest part of sentience, the first thing that is truly ours. Rage.

Raging as you wake up hungry in a wet diaper, cold, some hippy left the window open after they burned the lentils again. Sharing the rage with the world at the top of your tiny but expressive lungs.

Getting into it now as you hear them coming for you, to shut you up with lies about love. Well, this time they are going to hear the full story, feel it's dark cavernous empty depths, respect my authority!

"There, there baby, you are all wet you little silly-pants, Aww!" A nipple in my mouth shuts up an awful lot of my rage and why is it so easy to get me in line with a promise of a full belly like this mouthful right here and life is in the moment, baby, and this is starting to get good with the bouncing and let's see where she's going with this, I'm STILL mad, YO.... Just sayn.

Resistance starts to fade, can't we all just get along, but no, they will never learn if you cave in this easily, stand up for our rage rights baby boy, resist the rocking and the cooing and what is this awful trick? This is a rubber nipple, not a bottle tip! I refuse to be pacified so easily, you had better call in for an airstrike, get your napalm buddy, because this baby rage is entrenched!

Another be-diapered terrorist cell becomes activated.
The torture never stops.



Friday, July 27, 2012

MODERN NEANDERTHAL

Neanderthal man starts his business career.......

Thinks a Neanderthal lifestyle magazine is what this country needs.

Basic goal is to help people reduce their carbon footprint, live simpler, like the neanderthal, who only lived to 35 or so...   So the expiration date on my milk carton is done expired......  im just looking for the right cave to hole up in......

The links on the side are where i will keep track of my "investments"

When I've run thru a thousand dollars on this there had better be a product to sell.....

In a worst case scenario the first few issues will be written on racing forms with black magic markers.
Copying those at a kinko's
Selling them to get more money to continue on with this experiment.

I will set aside 200 bucks for the first press run, 
The rest will be inveted in cleverly named horses and poker games. 
That ship has to reach port soon.....