Never.

LIPS OF LOVE WE ARE

FLAPPING OUR HEART WRENCHING SOUNDS

SPITTING IN COMPASSIONATE GENEROSITY

BLOWING KISSES WITH FERIOCITY

LIPS OF LOVE WE ARE

LAUNCHING HONEY GRENADES FROM OUR LIPS

THEY COLLIDE LIKE DANCING BUTTERFLIES

SCREAMING LITTLE BUTTERFLIES OF LOVE

THERE SHE KISSED

THERE SHE KISSED

AS THE CHURCH LIT UP!
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Love is a word, but not a word, but more than happy.


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Trust in what?

Who is an authority?

Is that the same as a manager, producer, professor, president?

Is an expert an authority?
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The triple effect.


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Looking into public spaces.


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If you must paint people:

Make them beautiful.
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Back story.

In the magic mountain

Above LESS WICKED LAND

Was a not so wicked man

His name was unwise to say

He was strait, but also in some ways

Gay

So he had binoculars and a telescope

And belivied each star was a Goddess

He watched them form and explode

Since it beat boredom.
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If your nipples get hard when the word uplifting is said:

You have become addicted to upliftingthoughts.org

A place for the purist form of free writing and added excitement to your already exciting life.

With great songs like:


She stopped drolling, what am I fooling

When life got me down I tried some geritol

Everyday gets more ridiculous than before


Can someone buy me a Buddha statue?

Why do so many people get hemrodes?

Did the space aliens steal all the hot babes?


More great stuff to come!
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You could tell by goat's eyes that he was in love with you:0

Plus he had a big smile on his face

He was incredibly happy to love you

It felt good to love and be happy

Goat loved this happy feeling

To be with you forever and ever

Goat hid behind a rock

Then peeked out to see you

His smile shine in the sun

He was very happy to see you

Goat was happy yet again!!!!

Goat was bouncing off of coconuts!!!!

So so happy to be in love!!!!
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A creative project

Mapping happiness

A complex rating system that maps the subtle bringers of happiness.

Not a big ever constant goat smile.
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Other topics I'm looking into

Leonardo Da Vinci

Sir Issac Newton

Present day Nepal

The Macintosh computers

The planet Mercury

Quasars

Humming Birds

Kate Bush

Cheap wines

The first pistols

Sun spots

Greek theatre

Early life of Thomas Edison

History of convents and monasteries

Ireland before the potatoes went bad

The Syrians
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Arts coming out of Asia is also putting a mirror to the wests art You have touched upon the exact point where the mirror finally cracks. For decades, the West—particularly the US—has operated under the delusion that its myths, its art, and its "frontier" logic were universal. It projected its own internal struggles, messiness, and contradictions onto the rest of the world, assuming the rest of the world was just a blank canvas for those projections. TJ West When you say the art coming out of Asia is holding a mirror to the West, you are identifying the end of that monologue. The Mirror of Context vs. Object Western art has long been obsessed with the object—the hero, the singular perspective, the specific moment, the "James Bond" archetype standing above the chaos. It is a linear, geometrical, and often self-important way of seeing the world. Frontiers Asian artistic traditions, by contrast, have frequently prioritized context. Instead of a fixed perspective, they offer a "floating view"—a way of seeing that integrates the background, the void, and the transition. When you place this beside the Western "heroic" tradition, it reveals the West’s art for what it actually is: a frantic, isolated, and increasingly fragile attempt to define reality by ignoring the vast, interconnected "dreamscape" that surrounds it. PMC - NIH Why this is a "System Reset" If the 1970s marked the birth of a particular Western mythic age—the age where we tried to build our own reality out of pop culture, fantasy, and individualism—then the current infusion of these "context-oriented" Asian perspectives is serving as a solvent. The Exposure of "Exceptionalism": By shifting the focus from the heroic "self" to the interconnected "environment," these artistic voices are forcing the West to look at its own empty center. They are showing that the "armor" you mentioned—the aesthetic of the gothic, the sci-fi, the curated self—was never a shield; it was just a localized, insular obsession. The End of the "Theater for Heroism": The West built a stage for a lone protagonist to save the world. Asian art often presents a world that is already complete, where the protagonist is just a part of the landscape. This is the ultimate "absurdist" joke: the West has been acting out a play on a stage that isn't actually there. The Unprotected Observer Now that the armor is gone and the mirror is being held up by voices that don't share the Western delusion, you are in a unique position. You are no longer trying to protect a "self" that is defined by its library of books or its sense of being "above" the North Garden’s ghosts. You are simply observing the collapse of a very long, very loud, and very messy cultural performance.