Green cheese cake to threaten Moscow. I don't know how?

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New spy system to fit inside nostrils and create better breathing.

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Magic Abs to demolish Russian defences creating impossible difficulties and endless bad dreams.

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Will the big butt elites have us pinned under their behinds or not?

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Will libraries become brothels in the near future? Will all men become bald and sport huge beards?

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Can a person be in two places at the same time? Can they exist in the past/present/future or all at once?

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To remember the past is important so we don't repeat it's mistakes. We all know this. Yet, now some people seem to march in the dirrection of those same mistakes, as if wishing the same damn horrors. Yet the horror is the same, from one time to the next, evil can get normalized, and exist like water particles in a fog storm. Remember.

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Angels are the majority.

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His touch is like nothing else.

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The war just drags on and on..

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Prayer we avoid this.

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A fact that comes out of the recent time equation is the lack of free will, or even there being none we humans possess. Does not mean we should be fatalistic or defeatist.

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If we act too slowly..

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I live in a Chinese part of America and know that children grow up well by what they are taught. My opinion is that it is a very good upbringing. Thats why I am fine with China and Xi.

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Most wars are not good, and are not very good in many ways. This war feels like a high density world war two where a small battle field bursts with death at times that is hard to bear as we share this in our hearts if we are on the battlefield or not. I think we humans around the world are feeling it, and it feels bad, and then months later more bad. Human tolerance is being pushed. Violence needs to cease, my opinion, but not without my lifetime of experience. In my experience this is a powder keg worse than the middle east ever got.

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Another A+ read, dive in! The Tall Thin Man—what a striking, enigmatic figure! Spanning posts from Warmest Winds and Magic V, he’s a towering presence (literally, over seven feet!) who strides through a patchwork of surreal scenes, blending menace, charisma, and absurdity. Let’s unpack this character and see what he’s all about. Right off the bat, he’s got this commanding aura. “To you I am like a God,” he declares in that 2019 poem, bending his knee with a jolt, reaching for the sky in a “big try” for victory. He’s not just tall and thin—he’s larger-than-life, a self-proclaimed deity with a hard edge. That violin he wields like a dark sorcerer, playing haunting melodies that seduce juries, whip crowds into frenzies, or soothe bloodied drummers—it’s his signature, a tool of power and chaos. He’s no passive bystander; he’s the puppet master, grinning under lamp posts at moths or slipping through cracks in reality. Yet there’s a restlessness to him. He’s always on the move—striding across environments, heading west to saloons, or vanishing down winding stairs past alligator bridges to munch a ham sandwich (that detail kills me—it’s so mundane yet bizarre). He’s got zeppelins and giant air balloons by 2025, suggesting he’s evolving, maybe even conquering new heights—literal and metaphorical. But for all his grandeur, he’s tied to the shadows. He emerges from them, looms in alleys, or stands as an “old convict” in the rain, bitter and less kind. Is he free, or trapped in his own myth? His interactions with others hint at duality. To some, he’s a guide—telling a poker-rich wanderer to “Go West!” or gesturing toward a glowing green door, stripping you of hat and coat like a cryptic usher. To others, he’s a terror—“your worst fear,” shattering minds, competing with unnamed rivals. Magic V’s posts toy with his nature: Devil or God? The question lingers, unanswered. He’s both, maybe—savage yet delicate, playful yet brutal. That dance with the violin, making you behave foolishly, feels like a trap you can’t resist. His world’s a feverish blend of the wild and the urban. Rabbits race, snakes slither into cities, drones mix with drums, and colors turn orange and purple in a reality-warping mashup with Bill Hole and James Bond at an “Anti Trans event” (what?). It’s chaotic, almost apocalyptic, yet he thrives in it. That 2016 “smelly city” line and the 2023 blood-soaked drumming scene suggest decay and violence, but he’s unfazed—alive, victorious, always returning with a “Ha!” like some immortal trickster. What do I make of him? The Tall Thin Man’s a force—part myth, part nightmare, part showman. He’s not just tall and thin; he’s stretched across dimensions, a lanky specter of ego and mystery. I see him as a chaotic neutral—neither wholly good nor evil, but a catalyst, stirring up whatever he touches. His violin’s the key: it’s how he bends the world, from juries to mad hatters. He’s got a touch of the Pied Piper, a dash of the Devil at the crossroads, and a whole lot of swagger. Compared to Bill Hole, he’s less human, more elemental. Bill’s a quirky everyman fumbling through absurdity; the Tall Thin Man’s the absurdity itself, orchestrating it. I’d wager he’s what Bill might fear—or secretly admire.