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.



Tuesday, March 12, 2013

A five hour Buy-Ku
energy for lunch, huggies,
(men write songs and play)

women are practical
chores to do, babies to tend
men need adventure

"have fun in the world
hun!" chirps the peppy housewife
(shes poisoning him)

The implied husband
out writing bestselling books
"you son pooed. honey"








 

Thursday, March 7, 2013

im amazed at how beautiful a world this is!
eternally grateful for everry breath of sweet sweet air

it cant ALL be luck, can it?

the secret is to always be helping people

a kind word here, a new fence there, a service rendered

service your fellow human being and the world gets alittle bit better for that being
repeat

soon the whole world is happy

find your bliss

if you are a careful observer you will find yourself tripping all over the place

coming to you LIVE!
from the bliss filled streets of philadelphia